Fluffle Buns

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You teeth grazed your nails as your eyes darted all over the paper in front of you. Would he like this? Would he like you?

Just the thought of him sent your heart into a flurry. Childe, as he liked to call himself, was quite literally the most popular boy in school. You were nothing more than an ordinary student, just another drop in the ocean. And yet here you were, foolishly hoping there was some chance the school’s idol would fall for you.

You sighed as you shook your head. “What am I thinking? Is this even a good idea?”

But you had to try. Maybe, just maybe, if the Gods were in your favor, you had a chance. If this was the case, you had to go through with this. You wanted to life the rest of your school life without regret.

A small smile graced your lips as your pencil danced across the paper. All of your deepest, heartfelt feelings poured out in front of you. When you were finally done, you carefully placed the letter in an envelope and slipped it into your bag.

The following morning was followed with a burst of anxiety. Your heart beat rapidly in your chest. You couldn’t wait. You hurriedly slipped on your shoes and went off on your way to school.

As you went inside, you spotted Childe in a corner with his friends, laughing and talking as he always was. He looked so bright and happy. He was a radiant light. As much as you admired him, you also felt a twinge of envy. Maybe if you could be as cheerful as he was, would your life have been different? You doubt you could ever have a personality as attractive as his. He was the life of the party, someone that everyone wants to be around. You could never be him. 

You took a deep breath. “OK, Y/N, calm down. You got this. Just act cool.”

You took a confident stride forward. You were standing right in front of him, but Childe hadn’t noticed you. It was one of his friends that stepped up.

“Hey, do you need anything?”

They all looked at you strangely. It’s almost as if their eyes were looking you up and down, confused that someone like you felt the right to talk to them. Childe, however, was different. His vivid eyes darted towards you, waiting curiously for what you were about to say.

You gulped, eyes running to stare at your feet. Your thumbs pressed firmly on the letter in you hand. “I...have-”

Before you could finish, the boy standing to your right snatched the letter right out of your hands. You gasped. 

“What is this? A love letter?” The boy carelessly ripped open the envelope and held the letter high up. You cringed as he read each line, he and his friends mocking you every second. You could feel the pressure of tears threatening to fall as your eyes glistened. Your fists curled tightly. You had to keep it together. You would never forgive yourself for being humiliated any further in front of Childe and his friends. 

When the letter was finished, everyone was looking at Childe to see his reaction. Your eyes darted up anxiously. Would he still accept you, even after what has happened? 

You flinched when Childe erupted in a fit of laughter. He wiped a tear from the corner of his eye before saying, “I-I’m sorry, Y/N, it’s just hard to take this kind of thing seriously. You’re not pranking me, are you?”

“N-no,” you said timidly as your voice shrinked.

“If you haven’t noticed, we have completely different lives. I don’t know what made you think a lowlife like you had a chance with me.”

You couldn’t hear their continued laughter. All you could hear was Childe’s words echoed and echoed again. Your hand rapidly shot up to flick away your tears before they fell down. You would never cry in front of Childe.

You didn’t care where you were going, you just had to get out of there. You wouldn’t embarrass yourself any further. You furiously hit the side of your head. “Why did I ever think that was a good idea? I can never show my face in front of him again!”

You should have been content with being another one of his admirers. Instead, you just had to be selfish. And this is what you get. 

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Tap, tap, tap.

Your fingers thrummed a small tune against your coffee cup. Your coffee was long gone, of course, but there was still something holding you back from leaving. 

Or rather, someone. 

The moment a pair of deep azure eyes briefly met yours, you quickly shook your gaze. 

You flushed as embarrassment crept in. You prayed he didn’t think you were a creep for awkwardly staring at him like that. But could you really blame yourself? He was the campus heartthrob for a reason. His creamy blonde hair complimented the deep and intense look in his ocean blue eyes when he was busy with work. The class topper, excelling in every test, and gifted in the sciences. 

You would never catch Albedo’s eye. You were hardly anything to admire. Just an average college student. Average grades, average looks, average life. You were nothing compared to him.

And yet, there was something about the way he looked at. He was studying you, like you were a fascinating new discovery. He looked curious, in a way. Which was surprising considering that he ignored your existence anywhere else he saw you.

You shook your head. “Snap out of it, Y/N! You’re just imagining things.”

“Y/N, right?”

You yelped. You shoved a hand to your lips, feeling mortified that you just embarrassed yourself in front of your not-so-subtle crush. 

“I’m Albedo,” Albedo introduced without skipping a beat. He slid into the chair in front of you. 

“I’m Y/N,” you meekly began. Your eyes widened like saucers. “Oh, wait, you already know that! I-I mean-”

Albedo chuckled. “Cute,” he whispered under his breath. You flushed, bashfully looking down at your lap, staring at your fingers which were gripping the fabric on your skin for dear life.

“Oh, what a shame. It seems that I have to attend my class soon,” Albedo said. “I look forward to meeting you next time, Y/N.”

“Me too,” you said. As soon as you were sure Albedo left, you let out a deep sigh of relief. You replayed the past events in your head, cringing at how awkward you are. 

“Great job, Y/N, you completely blew it! Now he thinks you’re a weirdo and he’ll never talk to you again.” 

You placed your armed out in front of the table and laid your head down, feeling disappointed. Just then, something caught your eye.

A folded slip of paper was sitting on the surface. You didn’t remember seeing this here before. You unfolded to see what was written inside.

Thursday morning, same place, same time. Call me~

-Albedo

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Pretty Little Lies (teaser)

Heizou X Reader

“I hate you! God, I fucking hate you!”

Heizou’s gaze faltered and his lips curled down. Hurt flashed through his eyes. He opened his mouth, paused for a moment, then began speaking: “Y/N... I-”

“Don’t tell me your lame excuses,” Y/N seethed. Her eyes were puffy and red, glistening with tears that woefully sang of her heartbreak. She sniffled, trying to contain the sobs that were trying to force themselves out. She hunched and put a hand to her heart, as if it would give any comfort to the pain she was going through.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N, you know I didn’t mean it!” Heizou began. “What I felt for you, everything we did, it was all real to me! And I wouldn’t take any of it back.”

Heizou hesitantly held out his hand. In that moment, he wanted to cradle Y/N against his chest and protect her from her suffering. Yet he couldn’t. What could he do when he was the cause behind it all?

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“Where has that sneaky detective gone?”

You grumbled to yourself. Of all the people in the Tenryou Comission, Sara sent you on a hunt to find Heizou and bring him back. 

“If he didn’t sneak off like this, my life would be so much easier!” Much to your chagrin, you found yourself becoming Heizou’s babysitter. Of course, you would rather consider doing more productive work, but you wouldn’t dare anger the uptight tengu. 

“Maybe he could on Watatsumi Island?” You wondered to yourself. “After all, that was where he snuck off to last time.”

“Looking for me?”

You yelped as a pair of arms circled around you, fitting snuggly at your waist.

“H-Heizou!” you blushed furiously. You flushed at the warmth of his body against yours, and the feeling on his chin resting on your shoulder. 

“Oh, a little shy, aren’t we?”

You shrugged him off before crossing your arms. You swore you could feel a vein pop out from your forehead. “Don’t think you can flirt your way out of this! I had to spend my precious day searching you! Maybe if you didn’t go missing every now and then, Sara wouldn’t constantly demand me to find you.”

“What can I say? Wherever the evidence is, I follow,” Heizou shrugged. His eyes held a playful glint as he threw his baton in the air, twirling it with his fingers. 

You huffed. “Well, you better follow me back or else Sara will give us both a beating.”

“Okay, but on one condition,” Heizou said. You looked back at him in curiosity.

“Can I get a kiss?”

You face twisted in a deadpanned expression. 

“Ow! Okay, okay, I get it,” Heizou said, rubbing the area on his head where you smacked him. “How about this? If you hold my hand all the way back to the police station, I’ll come with you.”

You stared at him, your left eye twitching slightly.

“Please! It’s a harmless request,” Heizou begged.

You sighed. “Fine. But no funny business!” You wrapped your fingers around his palm and tugged him along. Heizou eagerly followed, almost as if he was a lovestruck puppy wagging his tail behind. 

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Razor sharp eyes darted around the room, choosing you as its target.

You chuckled. It seemed that you had caught the eye of one of the new exchange students attending your school.

You had to admit, he was a pretty boy. Blue green waves swirled from raven strands, looking soft and silky to touch. His golden orbs, the color of a warm sunset, only accentuated his beauty. His velvety lips parted, only to withdraw once more.

Xiao. That was the name you recalled. You didn’t notice him amongst the other exchange students at first glance. You assumed that he was a bit shy as he kept to himself.

Though you caught him not-so-discreetly stealing glances at you, he made no move to approach you. You wonder what part of you piqued his interest.

“It’s probably nothing,” you thought to yourself out loud. After all, you were just an average student, no one too special or popular. Xiao may have stared at you, because you were different. Nothing more nothing less.

So imagine your surprise when you were given a letter by none other than Xiao himself.

Xiao’s eyes trailed at the floor, inspecting its every detail, almost as if he was trying to distract himself. You could spot small cherry blush accompanying his soft and rather squishable cheeks.

“For...for you,” he mumbled, shoving the letter in your direction. The letter itself looked ordinary. Just another white envelope. But when you looked a little closer, you could spot a small red heart attached as a seal. 

“Please read it after I leave...and tell me your response,” Xiao said before leaving you by yourself.

You blinked your eyes owlishly. Even you had to admit that was a bit unexpected. You glanced back down at the letter. You had yet to open it, but you could already tell what it was about. You smiled to yourself.

It looks like you and the exchange student would be closer than you thought.

[flufflebuns]

Never Be Her

Gorou x Reader

Angst

Not even the wrathful thunder of Inazuma could silence your broken cries. The heavy rain caressed your cheek, wiping away your tears as you sobbed your heart out. No matter how much you tried, you could never erase the image that echoed through the walls of your mind.

You couldn’t forget the way he looked at her. You couldn’t forget the way his hand wrapped around her waist. You couldn’t forget the way his lips melded with hers, as if it was meant to be.

But you weren’t her. You will never be her. 

Your throat croaked as you tried to quiet down, hiccupping ever so often. You pitifully crouched in front of the Grand Narukami Shrine. Fortunately, none of the shrine maidens were around to witness your miserable state. At least that was one thing you were thankful for.

You shut your eyes tightly and sighed after wiping away the remaining tears that nestled on your chin. 

Three years ago, you were naive and innocent. Three years ago, you would have never guessed that you would be fighting for your life on the front lines, wrapped in a bloody war that murdered your friends in cold blood. 

Your first meeting with him wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. Although, you would have never paired a fluffy tail and a pair of fuzzy ears with Watatsumi Island’s resistance general. Gorou, as always, was welcoming to the newest members. 

His tail wagged slightly as he gave you a warm grin. “Hello, I’m Gorou. I’m sure you’ve already heard of my from the others. And you must be...?”

“Y/N,” you introduced. Your eyes trailed back to his tail. You wondered if it felt as soft as it looked. Suddenly, you felt an urge to grab it and trail your fingers along the soft, fuzzy fur.

“...Y/N?”

You jolted, eyes widening. You prayed he didn’t notice you very obviously staring at his tail. How embarrassing would that be?

Luckily, he didn’t seem to notice. “Well, be sure to meet here by sundown. We’ll begin training by then.”

You nodded. 

“I know we’ve only met, but I care about you and the other resistance members more than you know.”

You could only stare at Gorou as his words flustered you, causing you to avert your eyes. You tried to hide it, but a warm, fleeting spark flurried inside you. 

You would remember that day forever.

It was only time until you and Gorou grew closer. The other members and even Kokomi herself joked about you both being peas in a pod. You would reveal your passions, childhood memories, and dreams. You shared your hidden secrets, deepest scars, and he would do the same. You were inseparable. 

Then, it happened. You thought you were prepared. You thought you could handle it. But the truth was, you were far from realizing the true horrors of war.

Clashes of swords, deep crimson staining the ground, the harsh cries of people fighting for their lives. You couldn’t give up. You would keep going, for your fallen comrades, for Watatsumi Island, for justice.

You successfully shoved off an enemy soldier. From the corner of your eye, you spotted Gorou fighting against Sara. 

The tengu was relentless, not sparing Gorou a chance to catch his breath. Her arrows, as sharp as the blinding lighting tearing across the muddy sky, were the definition of a merciless and lethal death. And their target was none other than Gorou.

Gorou’s ears shot up. He could only turn as the arrow was inches away from his heart.

“Gorou!” you shrieked. Without a second thought, you threw yourself in front of him.

“Y/N!”

Pain. Crashing, burning pain. The type that made you want to throw yourself off a cliff. It only took a few moments for your eyes to flutter until closing. The last sight you saw was Gorou’s face creased with worry, regret, and a hurricane of crashing emotions. 

You couldn’t tell how much time passed until you were able to open your eyes once again. You groaned, clutching your head. There were no screams, no clanging of steel. It was peacefully quiet.

You felt a dull throb in your left leg. You glanced down, seeing your thigh wrapped securely in bandages.

“Y/N! You’re awake!” you could recognize that voice from anywhere.

Gorou leaped to your side. He grasped your hand in his. His grip was firm but secure. His tail was running furiously, anxious but relieved that you were okay.

“I was so worried, I thought you were going to die!” Gorou sighed. “If anything else happened to you, I would live a lifetime of regret.”

You smiled weakly. “Don’t worry about me Gorou. I’m just glad I was able to save you.”

“Don’t worry about you? What are you talking about?” Gorou began. “I would never forgive myself if I was the reason you would never wake up. Please don’t ever say that again, Y/N. Your life is more important to me than all of Teyvat itself.”

There it was again. the warm flurry, only this time it was stronger. A burning pit of fire, deeply consuming you in your love for Gorou. Now, you finally realized. What you’ve been feeling all along, was love. Pure, devoted love. 

You started to feel better a few months later. Gorou insisted, no, demanded you take a break from training much to your chagrin. 

You hummed a soft melody to yourself as you sunk into Watastumi island’s breathtaking scenery. You wondered when you and Gorou could take a walk together again. You blushed a little at the memory of Gorou enveloping your hand in his as he led you along.

“I have to confess my feelings for him,” you thought outloud. You retreated to the Sanganomiya Shrine, looking for a familiar pair of twitching ears. 

You saw a hint of a bushy tail, immediately knowing who it was. It seemed that he was rather energetic today. You giggled. Was he thinking of you?

“...I know it took me a long time to come out and say it, but it doesn’t change the way I feel about you,” Gorou spoke out. Who was he talking to?

“I love you, Kokomi.”

Four words. Four words before your world came crashing down.

You were a melting pot of heartbreak. Had all those heartfelt words been a lie? Were all those deep, loving gazes just wishful thinking? 

“I love you, too, Gorou,” Kokomi responded. “I’ve been waiting for you to say it.”

Your lower lip trembled. Your eyes, splattered with a glossy coating, threatened to unleash the waterfall that was dangerously collecting and more than ready to pummel out.

Of course it was Kokomi. Why wouldn’t be? She was perfect. At a young age, she was highly accomplished and intelligent. She was everything you would never be and more. Of course Gorou would fall in love with someone like her. You never had a chance in the first place. You were never meant to hold a place in his heart.

And now, you were miles away from him. At the Grand Narukami Shrine. Alone. 

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Maybe it was the way the sunlight kissed his soft strands perfectly, maybe it was the way his chest rose and fell, reminding you of the calming tides of the ocean. Whatever it was, you felt nothing but soft adoration as you admired Kazuha’s peaceful face. 

Beidou had to make a stop at Liyue to pick up a few supplies. It had only been a few months after you joined her crew, but she and the others already felt like family to you.

And there was one other person you had come to meet. You never expected yourself to fall for the lone samurai, yet at the same time, you couldn’t blame yourself. He was a gentle soul, kindhearted and genuine. You felt sorry for his past but at the same time admired him for coming to peace with his tragic history.

Reminiscing, you smiled to yourself. Kazuha hummed softly in his sleep. His head lulled to the side. 

“Kazuha,” you whispered softly.

Soft crimson hues locked with your eyes. 

“Ah, Y/N,” Kazuha began. “Is Beidou leaving?”

You shook your head. “Not yet. She still has a few more things to get. Sorry for waking you up.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Kazuha said. 

Without thinking, Kazuha raised his hand. His fingers itched to brush the stray hair that spilled over your cheek. He hesitated, bringing his hand back. Unbeknownst to you, there was nothing Kazuha wanted to do than to hold you in his arms, to run his fingers through your hair as you curled against his chest, to kiss those plumpy soft lips that you will forever tempt him with, to protect you from any danger with his life. 

The last thing Kazuha wanted to do was make you uncomfortable. His hand instead retreated to the sword resting on his side, his fingers only resting on top of the hilt. 

Maybe not now, but when the time is right, Kazuha would pour out the words that danced in his poems and the hidden tender love that he blew away in his leaves. 

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miko sketch cuz i’m bored 

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Nice While It Lasted

Yoongi x Reader

Angst

“Hey.”

“Hey.” 

Silence.

Yoongi looked at my eyes, looked away, and looked at me again. I stared at the floor, desperate to lay my eyes on anything but him. 

“So…” Yoongi trailed off. 

“Just don’t.”

“What?” Yoongi questioned.

I sighed. “I don’t want this to repeat all over again. You know what I said a few months ago.”

Yoongi chewed on his lip. He opened his mouth only to close it. It took a few moments until he spoke again. “I know, but...I just miss you. A lot.”

“I know.”

Silence.

Yoongi’s foot tapped against the ground in a repeated pattern. 

“You do that a lot when you’re nervous,” I spoke up. 

Yoongi reached his hand up and scratched the back of his neck as he looked away sheepishly. “Yeah, old habits die hard. I’m surprised you still remembered that.”

“How could I not? It was pretty noticeable since you did that a lot on our first date.”

Yoongi’s cheeks were tinted with cherry red. “That was so embarrassing. I kept thinking that that was the only chance I had with you and I didn’t want to mess it up.”

I chuckled. “You were a stuttering mess. I could still remember how flustered you looked. But it was cute, y’know?”

“You think so?” Yoongi perked up. “I didn’t even think you’d call me back after that night. I thought I totally blew it.”

“You worry too much,” I said. “Behind that cool facade, I knew you were a softie.”

The corners of Yoongi’s lips lifted up into a small smile. “I can’t believe how hard I tried to impress you. But I probably just came off as desperate, didn’t I?”

“No, not at all,” I assured. “It was sweet that you cared about me that much and I appreciated it. If I didn’t like you in the first place, we wouldn’t have even had the chance of coming this far.”

“Yeah,” Yoongi mumbled. “A few years later and here we are.”

Yoongi and I went quiet again.

Yoongi sighed. “So I guess this is really it, huh?”

“I guess so,” I replied. “I meant every word of what I said.”

“Who would’ve thought we’d end up like this?” Yoongi asked. “I mean, we were literally the most popular couple on campus. I wish it didn’t have to be this way.”

“Me too,” I responded honestly. “But sometimes we don’t get what we want.”

Yoongi inhaled a big gulp of air. He shoved his hands in his pockets. “Well, it was nice while it lasted.”

“It was,” I said, smiling sadly. “Goodbye, Yoongi.”

“Goodbye, Y/N,” Yoongi said. I took one last look at him before we would never see each other again. 

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BTS Reaction to You Cheating on Them

Hyung Line x Reader

Angst

Seokjin:

First, it was disbelief. Then it was disappointment. Out of all people he never expected you to break his heart like this.

“Seokjin,” you began, reaching out to him.

Seokjin slapped your hand away and stared at you with a cold, hard gaze in his eyes. “Don’t even think about touching me,” he seethed, every word dripped in resentment. “Not after what you did, and especially not with those hands. With that, he walked out the door and out of the life of the one he still loved the most.

Yoongi:

“What makes you think you have the right to treat me like this?!” Yoongi screamed at you. “You think this is fun, don’t you? My heart is just a toy for you.”

You sniffled, tears ran down your cheeks. “I-it was only an accident, I swear!”

Yoongi became quiet. “How long?”

“It was only once.”

“Don’t lie to me.”

Your lower lip trembled. “Four weeks.”

Four weeks he was on tour, four weeks and you’ve already found a new lover.

Once Yoongi began stuffing his clothes in a bag, your brain processed what was going on. 

“Yoongi, don’t leave me, please,” you begged. “I love you! It’ll never happen again, I promise!”

“You did this to yourself, remember that,” Yoongi said. You cried, begged, and sobbed on the floor but it did nothing to prevent Yoongi’s back disappearing from your view.

Hoseok:

“You’re kidding, right?” Hoseok asked.

You could only sadly shake your head. “I-I’m sorry, Hoseok.”

“You’re lying, aren’t you?” Hoseok began. “I thought I was the one you loved?”

“You are,” you blurted. “I just got so lonely with you practicing for your comeback, and it was a mistake.”

Hoseok shook as wet liquid pooled from his eyes. This couldn’t be. You were the love of his life, the beacon of happiness that brightened his world. He couldn’t bear the thought of letting you go.

“I’m sorry Y/N, but I think I need some space,” Hoseok mumbled. You frowned but nodded, knowing there was nothing you could do and this was better than him leaving you.

Hoseok sighed. His heart was broken and heavy, and no matter how hard he would try to mend your relationship, there was no way it was going to go back to the way it was before.

Namjoon:

“Babe, I’m home,” Namjoon announced. You nervously twiddled your thumbs. Namjoon’s lips spread into a wide smile the moment he saw you but it left his face once he saw your worried expression. “Is something wrong, Y/N?”

“I…” you trailed off. “I cheated on you.”

There was silence.

Namjoon’s eyes went wide with shock, then trailed down to the floor as he bit his lip and somberly nodded. “I wasn’t good enough for you, wasn’t I?”

“No, it’s not that-”

“Don’t lie to me, Y/N!” Namjoon’s voice rose as his eyes were hooded in anger. “Everday, I work so hard, putting my blood, sweat, and tears into my work just to come home and see that I’m nothing but dirt for you to step on. I was even writing a song about you in the studio, but I guess I’ll have to scrap that out since the love I had for you was never mutual.”

“Namjoon-”

“I guess it was good that you came clean so I wouldn’t have to spend the rest of my life living a lie.”

You clutched onto Namjoon’s arm, tightening your grip. “I still love you, Namjoon, I will always love you, please believe me.”

Namjoon shook you off, his face was laced with disgust as he peered down at you. “Don’t bother calling me. You know you can never fix this.”

No amount of pleas or persuading was ever going to bring Namjoon back to you, and you were a fool for losing the one good thing in your life.

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One-sided

Namjoon x Reader

Angst

Namjoon’s thumbs paused at the screen, halting slightly above the text he wrote. He pursed his lips together as his thumbs danced across the keyboard before abruptly stopping them at the delete button. Namjoon sighed as he ran a hand through his hair.

Putting his phone away, Namjoon decided he would do something and make himself useful. His eyes glanced at the staggering piles of papers that peeked from his desk.  It was about time he started catching up on his missed work from his classes. 

Yet the moment he sat near his desk, his eyes glanced back at his phone. Then back at his papers. But back on the phone again.

“Get yourself together,” Namjoon muttered to himself as he swept his hair with his hand. “Don’t let her distract you.”

Picking up his pen, Namjoon began to work. His hand danced across his paper. He furrowed his eyebrows in concentration, gripping his pen a little tighter than he should have. An image of you smiling, cheeks scrunched up with a set of pearly whites, flashed into his mind. Butterflies rose in his stomach as he recalled the way you twirled around in your sundress before taking his hand. 

Namjoon groaned. He scooted his chair away from the desk and decided that he needed a break. He went to the kitchen to grab a drink. After gulping down the water, Namjoon smacked his wet lips. An image of you popped in his mind, with your rosy lips plump and soft, and your eyes gazing into his with innocent wonder. 

Namjoon shook his head.

He entered his room once more. Just as he was about to sit, his phone buzzed to life. Namjoon jolted, eyes wide and surprised. He made a beeline towards his phone and snatched it from his desk, almost leaving scratch marks. His hungry eyes darted towards his messages. It was from you. 

Hey, Namjoon, it read. Was wondering if you wanted to meet me at the library? I need some help with a few of my classes and I was hoping you could come by. 

It was another excuse to meet you, but Namjoon wouldn’t believe that. He told himself it was purely to help you out. He was at the top of his class and he didn’t mind lending out a hand in helping anyone understand the content. Yet he couldn’t deny the soft thumping of his heart and the thrilling flutter that accompanied it.

Namjoon raced to his car and hoped in his seat before speeding off. Namjoon started to sweat. What if he made a fool out of himself? What if he started being clumsy or do something stupid? The thought of his embarrassing himself in front of you was enough o give him a heart attack. But he had to hope for the best. He already agreed to meet up with you and was on his way.

Namjoon closed his eyes and took a deep breath before he entered the library. 

You glanced up from your textbook before giving Namjoon a welcoming smile. “Hey, Namjoon!”

Namjoon swore his heart stopped.

You waved him over. “So this was the stuff I needed help on. I understand it, but I don’t understand how to do it.”

Namjoon took your paper and looked over your work. “I see where you messed up here. You forgot the x.”

Your eyes lit up. “Oh, thank you!”

“No problem,” Namjoon said. After a few hours passed, you packed up your things and was on your way out. Namjoon halted, biting his lip. 

“Hey, do you want to hang out?” Namjoon called. “I mean, you did a lot of hard work and I was thinking you might want to cool off for a bit? If it’s okay with you-”

“Sure!” you chirped. “I would love to. It’s been so long since we hung out again. I miss spending time with you.”

The trees in the park were burst with a vivid green, complemented by the sky’s fiery hues. You took in a big breath of air before sighing. “It feels so nice to get out. I haven’t had a chance to enjoy this with all the work I had to do.”

Namjoon nodded. His heart couldn’t hold back anymore. He k ew he had to tell you before he lost the chance. It was now or never.

“Hey, Y/N?” Namjoon said. You looked up at him. 

“I…I like you!” Namjoon blurted out, cheeks ablaze. “I like you a lot. I always have. I’m sorry I don’t have the right words to say it, but I know I can feel it. And I-”

“Namjoon stop,” you cut in. 

“Is something wrong?” Namjoon asked.

“I…don’t know what to say,” you trailed off. “I’m sorry, Namjoon, but I think it’s best if we stop seeing each other.”

“What?” Namjoon’s voice came out in a hoarse whisper. 

“I don’t feel the same way about you,” you explained. “I only see you as a friend, and there’s already someone else I like. I don’t want us to be awkward around each other, so I think we should stop hanging out.”

Before Namjoon replied, you rushed off.

Namjoon’s arms fell limp to his side. All he could think about were the words that left your lips: someone else.

It broke Namjoon’s heart that you didn’t return his feelings, but what tore him apart was that your heart belonged to someone else.

[flufflebuns]

Broken Promise

Yoongi x Reader

Angst

Angry tears burned through your eyes, blurring your vision. You picked up a stone and tossed it into a lake as far as you could. You grunted as it left your hand.

“Feels good to get that out, huh?”

You turned around. “Who are you?”

“Name’s Yoongi, but you probably don’t know me. I’m new around here.”

You sighed as you turned back to toss some more stones into the lake. 

“I saw what went out there. You okay?” Yoongi stood next to you. Although you wanted him to leave, you knew better than to give up a chance to vent out your feelings rather than bottling them up until they burst.

“I’m fine,” you replied. “It’s just…I…didn’t expect that to happen. I thought what we had was real.”

“If it makes you feel any better, I’ll admit that he was kind of a douche,” Yoongi said. “But sometimes, things don’t work out the way you want them to, sometimes people have another side of them that you don’t even know. And there’s nothing we can do about that.”

“I guess so,” you muttered.

“This was a good thing for you anyways, you don’t need someone as toxic as him in your life,” Yoongi began. “How about we head back and grab some ice cream?”

You looked up at him and smiled. “I’d like that.”

…

You sighed as you looked down at your phone. Yoongi still hadn’t responded to your texts yet. You brought your hand up to your mouth and nibbled on your nails. What if something bad happened to him? The thought of that sent shivers down your spine. You decided to give one last try and call him again. 

You let out another defeated sigh as it reaches voicemail once again. 

“Hey, Yoongi, I was just calling to see if you were okay. You weren’t answering my texts and I was starting to get worried. I hope you remember our date tonight. Love you.”

Putting the phone down, you walked over to your shared bedroom. There was a picture frame of you and Yoongi eating ice cream together from the first time you met. You softly stroked it with your fingertips before a nostalgic gaze entered your eyes. 

You stretched your limbs before giving out a yawn. The sun was beginning to set and the time of your date was approaching. 

“I guess I should start to get ready, I wouldn’t want to waste any more time when Yoongi comes back,” you said to yourself.

After getting dressed in a sleek black dress, you waited on the couch. Seconds ticked into minutes, and minutes ticked into hours. Before you knew it, your eyelids grew heavy and you drifted into a heavy slumber. 

The door creaked open, and a face peeked through. 

“Is she still there?” 

“Shh, I wouldn’t want to wake her up,” Yoongi whispered.

“Let’s go back to my place where we have more privacy.”

Your eyelids twitched as they slowly opened up. “Yoongi?”

“Y/N!” Yoongi’s eyes grew wide. Before he could say anything, your eyes processed what was in front of you. Draped around Yoongi’s chest was his coworker, the pretty, model-like woman that Yoongi told you not to worry about.

“Y/N, I can explain,” Yoongi blurted.

With tears gathering in your eyes, you replied, “There’s no explaining to do, Yoongi.”

Yoongi lunged out to grab your hand, but just as it was in the air, you darted it away. 

“And here I thought you were different. I guess I’m a fool for believing so,” you mumbled.

“No, you’re not. This was all a mistake, I promise, you’re the one I truly love!” Yoongi declared. 

“It surely doesn’t seem that way,” you started. “Four years, I’ve spent four years of my life loving you, and this is what I get?” 

You rushed to your room and began pulling at your clothes and other items before stuffing them all in your bag. Yoongi’s eyes widened as his heart trembled.

“Y/N, don’t go, please, I’m begging you!” But no matter how much he begged you were deaf to all of his pleads.

“I guess this is really goodbye,” you said. “Don’t treat her like you treated me.”

Yoongi was helpless as he watched you leave. No matter how much he tried, there was nothing he could do to stop you. You were out of the door and out of Yoongi’s life forever.

[flufflebuns]

BTS Reaction to You Cheating on Them

Hyung Line x Reader

Angst

Seokjin:

First, it was disbelief. Then it was disappointment. Out of all people he never expected you to break his heart like this.

“Seokjin,” you began, reaching out to him.

Seokjin slapped your hand away and stared at you with a cold, hard gaze in his eyes. “Don’t even think about touching me,” he seethed, every word dripped in resentment. “Not after what you did, and especially not with those hands. With that, he walked out the door and out of the life of the one he still loved the most.

Yoongi:

“What makes you think you have the right to treat me like this?!” Yoongi screamed at you. “You think this is fun, don’t you? My heart is just a toy for you.”

You sniffled, tears ran down your cheeks. “I-it was only an accident, I swear!”

Yoongi became quiet. “How long?”

“It was only once.”

“Don’t lie to me.”

Your lower lip trembled. “Four weeks.”

Four weeks he was on tour, four weeks and you’ve already found a new lover.

Once Yoongi began stuffing his clothes in a bag, your brain processed what was going on. 

“Yoongi, don’t leave me, please,” you begged. “I love you! It’ll never happen again, I promise!”

“You did this to yourself, remember that,” Yoongi said. You cried, begged, and sobbed on the floor but it did nothing to prevent Yoongi’s back disappearing from your view.

Hoseok:

“You’re kidding, right?” Hoseok asked.

You could only sadly shake your head. “I-I’m sorry, Hoseok.”

“You’re lying, aren’t you?” Hoseok began. “I thought I was the one you loved?”

“You are,” you blurted. “I just got so lonely with you practicing for your comeback, and it was a mistake.”

Hoseok shook as wet liquid pooled from his eyes. This couldn’t be. You were the love of his life, the beacon of happiness that brightened his world. He couldn’t bear the thought of letting you go.

“I’m sorry Y/N, but I think I need some space,” Hoseok mumbled. You frowned but nodded, knowing there was nothing you could do and this was better than him leaving you.

Hoseok sighed. His heart was broken and heavy, and no matter how hard he would try to mend your relationship, there was no way it was going to go back to the way it was before.

Namjoon:

“Babe, I’m home,” Namjoon announced. You nervously twiddled your thumbs. Namjoon’s lips spread into a wide smile the moment he saw you but it left his face once he saw your worried expression. “Is something wrong, Y/N?”

“I…” you trailed off. “I cheated on you.”

There was silence.

Namjoon’s eyes went wide with shock, then trailed down to the floor as he bit his lip and somberly nodded. “I wasn’t good enough for you, wasn’t I?”

“No, it’s not that-”

“Don’t lie to me, Y/N!” Namjoon’s voice rose as his eyes were hooded in anger. “Everday, I work so hard, putting my blood, sweat, and tears into my work just to come home and see that I’m nothing but dirt for you to step on. I was even writing a song about you in the studio, but I guess I’ll have to scrap that out since the love I had for you was never mutual.”

“Namjoon-”

“I guess it was good that you came clean so I wouldn’t have to spend the rest of my life living a lie.”

You clutched onto Namjoon’s arm, tightening your grip. “I still love you, Namjoon, I will always love you, please believe me.”

Namjoon shook you off, his face was laced with disgust as he peered down at you. “Don’t bother calling me. You know you can never fix this.”

No amount of pleas or persuading was ever going to bring Namjoon back to you, and you were a fool for losing the one good thing in your life.

[flufflebuns]

Gone

Seokjin x Reader

Angst

Seokjin massaged his temples, feeling yet another sigh escape his lips. He was tired of dealing with this over and over again.

“You were checking her out, I know you were!” you pointed an accusing finger at your husband. 

“How many times do I have to tell you that I wasn’t? You’re the only one for me, Y/N, and I wouldn’t even think of leaving you, especially not since you’re carrying our child!” Seokjin shot back.

Your hand rested on your swollen baby bump as your lips drooped into a frown. You know Seokjin was right, you know that you were probably making this a bigger deal than it should be, but the fiery pit of jealousy was starting to consume you.

“You’re just telling me that so you can shut me up, don’t lie to me,” you said. Your eyes shot a cold, hard stare at Seokjin.

“Let’s not do this now, Y/N, I need a break. We both know how stressful work is for me and I don’t want to exhaust myself even further,” Seokjin began. 

You huffed. “Fine.” As you both retired to bed, your thoughts were still swirling in your mind like a hurricane. You took a deep breath and assured yourself it was just the hormones speaking. Deep down in your heart, you know Seokjin would never do anything to hurt you.

Once you woke up, you were met with an empty space beside you. 

“Seokjin must’ve left for work,” you thought to yourself out loud. As you prepared breakfast for yourself. Then a thought popped into your head.

You recalled Seokjin telling you he had a day off on this date, and if he wasn’t at work, you couldn’t think of any other place he would be. Suddenly, you heard a buzz.

Seokjin’s phone vibrated on the table. You picked it up to see a text sent from Sohee, the girl yo and Seokjin were arguing about last night. 

Sohee: I’m waiting for you at the park, don’t be late!

Next to the words was a heart emoji. A hint of suspicion crept from the pits of your stomach. You wanted to believe what you thought wasn’t true, but there was still that nagging feeling that it was. Deciding to figure this out for yourself, you went to the park where Sohee was planning to meet your husband.

You stood next to a tree and spotted the brunette girl sitting on a bench with a warm smile that graced her lips. A few minutes ticked by. Seokjin was not in sight.

You let out a sigh of relief. You knew you could trust him.

But just as you were about to leave, you heard a voice. A familiar voice, the one that soothed you when you woke up with nightmares, the one uttered the very three words that made your heart more than flutter. 

“Sohee, I’ve been waiting for so long to see you.”

There he was. Seokjin. Your Seokjin.

After taking Sohee into his arms, he left a quick yet loving peck on her lips. The same ones he used to give you every morning before he left for work. 

“I knew it!”

The two jolted once they heard your sharp voice.

“I knew I was right about you all along.”

“Y-Y/N, it’s not what you think: Seokjin blurted out. 

“And all this time, I thought you loved me.” You let out a humorless laugh.

Seokjin darted to grab your wrist, but as soon as his fingers grazed your skin, you yanked your hand away as if you had let it sit on fire. 

“Don’t touch me,” you seethed. Your eyes were threatening to spill with hearts and you felt like you couldn’t breathe. You needed to get out of here.

Without looking where you were going, you ran away as fast as you could. Away from Seokjin and away from this mess.

Seokjin’s eyes widened. “Y/N!”

The next few seconds were in slow motion.

Your body landed to the ground with a thud, pooling into a bloody mess. The driver whose car had hit you got out of his heat along with a crowd of people gathering at your body as Seokjin could make out a few words calling for an ambulance.

He couldn’t hear Sohee’s cries as he ran to you. All he could do was replay what happened over and over and over again. He was waiting, hoping, he would wake up from this nightmare, but he never did. Because he would never find you sleeping soundly next to him anymore, and he would never hear your soft voice tell him everything was okay. You were gone. And this time, it wasn’t a dream, it was real.

Seokjin massaged his temples, feeling yet another sigh escape his lips. He was tired of dealing with this over and over again.

“You were checking her out, I know you were!” you pointed an accusing finger at your husband. 

“How many times do I have to tell you that I wasn’t? You’re the only one for me, Y/N, and I wouldn’t even think of leaving you, especially not since you’re carrying our child!” Seokjin shot back.

Your hand rested on your swollen baby bump as your lips drooped into a frown. You know Seokjin was right, you know that you were probably making this a bigger deal than it should be, but the fiery pit of jealousy was starting to consume you.

“You’re just telling me that so you can shut me up, don’t lie to me,” you said. Your eyes shot a cold, hard stare at Seokjin.

“Let’s not do this now, Y/N, I need a break. We both know how stressful work is for me and I don’t want to exhaust myself even further,” Seokjin began. 

You huffed. “Fine.” As you both retired to bed, your thoughts were still swirling in your mind like a hurricane. You took a deep breath and assured yourself it was just the hormones speaking. Deep down in your heart, you know Seokjin would never do anything to hurt you.

Once you woke up, you were met with an empty space beside you. 

“Seokjin must’ve left for work,” you thought to yourself out loud. As you prepared breakfast for yourself. Then a thought popped into your head.

You recalled Seokjin telling you he had a day off on this date, and if he wasn’t at work, you couldn’t think of any other place he would be. Suddenly, you heard a buzz.

Seokjin’s phone vibrated on the table. You picked it up to see a text sent from Sohee, the girl yo and Seokjin were arguing about last night. 

Sohee: I’m waiting for you at the park, don’t be late!

Next to the words was a heart emoji. A hint of suspicion crept from the pits of your stomach. You wanted to believe what you thought wasn’t true, but there was still that nagging feeling that it was. Deciding to figure this out for yourself, you went to the park where Sohee was planning to meet your husband.

You stood next to a tree and spotted the brunette girl sitting on a bench with a warm smile that graced her lips. A few minutes ticked by. Seokjin was not in sight.

You let out a sigh of relief. You knew you could trust him.

But just as you were about to leave, you heard a voice. A familiar voice, the one that soothed you when you woke up with nightmares, the one uttered the very three words that made your heart more than flutter. 

“Sohee, I’ve been waiting for so long to see you.”

There he was. Seokjin. Your Seokjin.

After taking Sohee into his arms, he left a quick yet loving peck on her lips. The same ones he used to give you every morning before he left for work. 

“I knew it!”

The two jolted once they heard your sharp voice.

“I knew I was right about you all along.”

“Y-Y/N, it’s not what you think: Seokjin blurted out. 

“And all this time, I thought you loved me.” You let out a humorless laugh.

Seokjin darted to grab your wrist, but as soon as his fingers grazed your skin, you yanked your hand away as if you had let it sit on fire. 

“Don’t touch me,” you seethed. Your eyes were threatening to spill with hearts and you felt like you couldn’t breathe. You needed to get out of here.

Without looking where you were going, you ran away as fast as you could. Away from Seokjin and away from this mess.

Seokjin’s eyes widened. “Y/N!”

The next few seconds were in slow motion.

Your body landed to the ground with a thud, pooling into a bloody mess. The driver whose car had hit you got out of his heat along with a crowd of people gathering at your body as Seokjin could make out a few words calling for an ambulance.

He couldn’t hear Sohee’s cries as he ran to you. All he could do was replay what happened over and over and over again. He was waiting, hoping, he would wake up from this nightmare, but he never did. Because he would never find you sleeping soundly next to him anymore, and he would never hear your soft voice tell him everything was okay. You were gone. And this time, it wasn’t a dream, it was real.

[flufflebuns]

BTS Reaction to You Cheating on Them

Maknae Line

Angst

Jimin:

Jimin’s heart broke into pieces the moment those words left your mouth. He stood there, not saying a word, trying to digest everything. You cheated on him? Was everything he thought you and him had, all the sweet moments and memories you two shared together, a lie? Jimin’s eyes grew glossy at the thought, but he refused to show you. 

“Jimin?” you whispered. “Jimin, I’m sorry, I really mean it. Please say something.”

“No,” Jimin muttered.

“I-”

“I’m done with this Y/N, I’m done with you.”

“Please don’t do this.” you lower lip trembled.

“How selfish can you be to say this?!” Jimin exploded. The sound of his thundering voice made you jolt. 

“Have you even thought about how I feel? How this would affect me? You always think about yourself!” Jimin’s voice was seething with rage. “And now you want to come crawling back after you’ve had your fun?”

Jimin didn’t waste a second looking at your tear-struck face. Because as soon as he was by himself, he let his anger crash and wept on his knees for the once happy relationship he used to have.

Taehyung:

“Y/N!” Taehyung chirped. “I got you ice cream!”

“Hey, Taehyung,” you muttered weakly.

Taehyung’s grin limped into a frown. “Is something wrong?” he asked.

“I… there’s something I have to tell you,” you answered dejectedly. 

“What is it? You know I’d still love you,” Taehyung said.

“I cheated on you.”

Taehyung blinked. “What?”

“I’m sorry, Taehyung, it was a one night stand. I was drunk and I didn’t know what I was doing. I promise I only love you.”

Taehyung felt like there was a hard lump in his chest but he swallowed it down with a shaky smile. “It was an accident, right? As long as we love each other, we can look past it.”

You smiled. “I’m glad you’re being understanding about this.” You pulled Taehyung into a hug. Yet despite his words, Taehyung felt the exact opposite. Deep inside, he felt like those sweet words of I love you’s was a facade, that he was just a game for you to play when you were bored.

And all those nights he spent wide awake, he couldn’t stop thinking about those thoughts. Thoughts that told him he’d never be enough for you, thoughts that made him believe he was nothing to you. All the fake smiled he plastered on were to keep you happy, but he knew this relationship would never be the same.

Jeongguk:

“Who is this?” 

“A friend,” you quickly blurted.

“Don’t lie to me, Y/N, we both know that’s not true.

Jeongguk shoved a picture of you and Seokjin holding hands while gazing into each other’s eyes. The next one almost made you choke on your spit.

“You were kissing him,” Jeongguk accused. “All this time you told me your boss wanted you to work overtime and I believed you! I fell for it and you made a fool out of me.”

“He doesn’t mean anything to me,” you defended yourself. “Everything just happened in the moment.”

“That doesn’t seem to be the case with what Sua said.” Jeongguk flipped through his phone to find the various photos of you and Seokjin together, doing the things you and Jeongguk used to do. Photos that your best friend Sua had sent your boyfriend.

You were silent. There wasn’t anything you could say.

“What have I done to chase you away?” Jeongguk asked. “I gave my everything to you, I was always there when you needed me, what is wrong with me?”

[flufflebuns]

BTS Reaction to You Cheating on Them

Maknae Line

Angst

Jimin:

Jimin’s heart broke into pieces the moment those words left your mouth. He stood there, not saying a word, trying to digest everything. You cheated on him? Was everything he thought you and him had, all the sweet moments and memories you two shared together, a lie? Jimin’s eyes grew glossy at the thought, but he refused to show you. 

“Jimin?” you whispered. “Jimin, I’m sorry, I really mean it. Please say something.”

“No,” Jimin muttered.

“I-”

“I’m done with this Y/N, I’m done with you.”

“Please don’t do this.” you lower lip trembled.

“How selfish can you be to say this?!” Jimin exploded. The sound of his thundering voice made you jolt. 

“Have you even thought about how I feel? How this would affect me? You always think about yourself!” Jimin’s voice was seething with rage. “And now you want to come crawling back after you’ve had your fun?”

Jimin didn’t waste a second looking at your tear-struck face. Because as soon as he was by himself, he let his anger crash and wept on his knees for the once happy relationship he used to have.

Taehyung:

“Y/N!” Taehyung chirped. “I got you ice cream!”

“Hey, Taehyung,” you muttered weakly.

Taehyung’s grin limped into a frown. “Is something wrong?” he asked.

“I… there’s something I have to tell you,” you answered dejectedly. 

“What is it? You know I’d still love you,” Taehyung said.

“I cheated on you.”

Taehyung blinked. “What?”

“I’m sorry, Taehyung, it was a one night stand. I was drunk and I didn’t know what I was doing. I promise I only love you.”

Taehyung felt like there was a hard lump in his chest but he swallowed it down with a shaky smile. “It was an accident, right? As long as we love each other, we can look past it.”

You smiled. “I’m glad you’re being understanding about this.” You pulled Taehyung into a hug. Yet despite his words, Taehyung felt the exact opposite. Deep inside, he felt like those sweet words of I love you’s was a facade, that he was just a game for you to play when you were bored.

And all those nights he spent wide awake, he couldn’t stop thinking about those thoughts. Thoughts that told him he’d never be enough for you, thoughts that made him believe he was nothing to you. All the fake smiled he plastered on were to keep you happy, but he knew this relationship would never be the same.

Jeongguk:

“Who is this?” 

“A friend,” you quickly blurted.

“Don’t lie to me, Y/N, we both know that’s not true.

Jeongguk shoved a picture of you and Seokjin holding hands while gazing into each other’s eyes. The next one almost made you choke on your spit.

“You were kissing him,” Jeongguk accused. “All this time you told me your boss wanted you to work overtime and I believed you! I fell for it and you made a fool out of me.”

“He doesn’t mean anything to me,” you defended yourself. “Everything just happened in the moment.”

“That doesn’t seem to be the case with what Sua said.” Jeongguk flipped through his phone to find the various photos of you and Seokjin together, doing the things you and Jeongguk used to do. Photos that your best friend Sua had sent your boyfriend.

You were silent. There wasn’t anything you could say.

“What have I done to chase you away?” Jeongguk asked. “I gave my everything to you, I was always there when you needed me, what is wrong with me?”

[flufflebuns]

Hey so I just came across your blog and let me tell you I love all your writings. It's simple short and still heart breaking. I swear I shed tear for every one of them. I hope you keep writing more 😁😁 and I also hope it's not troublesome for you to write pt2 for most of the fics please 🥺🥺🙈🙈only if you wanna. I hope you stay healthy and love yourself 😁💜💜

Thank you! I haven’t considered writing part twos, but I guess I could for the fanfics with the most requests for it.