Goddess of Destruction

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Coincidence Masterlist

Pairings: V (Taehyung) x reader

Gender: Female

Synopsis: Life for (Y/N) had been, for the most part, normal. She worked, went to college, went to parties, had friends, you know, the basics. However, all of this changed when she started seeing a mysterious, attractive, and most of all dangerous man everywhere after one fatal night that seemed to be just a coincidence.

Genre: Mafia AU

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7 Coming Soon

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Coincidence: Chapter 6

Chapter 1  Chapter 2  Chapter 3  Chapter 4  Chapter 5  

Coincidence Masterlist

Pairings: V (Taehyung) x reader

Gender: Female

Synopsis: Life for (Y/N) had been, for the most part, normal. She worked, went to college, went to parties, had friends, you know, the basics. However, all of this changed when she started seeing a mysterious, attractive, and most of all dangerous man everywhere after one fatal night that seemed to be just a coincidence.

Genre: Mafia AU

Warnings: Cursing/Swearing 

Word Count: 1,956

“So, you’re telling me that this dude threatened you and your boyfriend, which you haven’t told me about you little thot, but because he is in some stupid little gang, you can’t do anything?”

“Mafia, Chae-rin, there’s a difference.”

You stared at Chae-rin from across the table as she sipped her coffee. Chae-rin was one of your best friends. Unfortunately, she had graduated from your uni two years ago, letting you fend for yourself with Jungcock. She had always cared for you like an older sister, hence why you called her straight after the events at Jungkook’s apartment went down.

You couldn’t trust Jungkook anymore, no matter how much you loved his coconut headass, he was involved with V and his mafia, putting you and Jackson at risk.

“And he’s not my boyfriend, we went on one date, that’s all,” you added looking down at the warm coffee in your hands bashfully.

“Honestly, you should’ve called the police a long time ago, (Y/N), I don’t understand why you called me.”

“He’s in the mafia, Chae! What are a bunch of measly cops gonna do with the mafia?” You whisper-yelled, leaning over the table so you could emphasize your point.

You could tell Chae-rin thought you were going crazy. I mean, a poor college student running on two hours of sleep thinking that the mafia is after her, who hasn’t been there?

“Let’s say, hypothetically, that this is all true, what do you expect me to do?”

“Come on, Chae, you got to have something up your sleeve! You’re Chae-rin, the craziest thot that I have ever met,” you waved your hands in the air, attracting the attention of many of the customers in the coffee shop you were at.

Chae-rin looked at you thoughtfully. You prayed to whatever god is watching over you that Chae-rin would help you.

“Fine, I’ll see if I can think of something, but keep in mind when this all goes to shit: you should’ve called the police,” she gave you a warning look, sending shivers down your spine. “Also, try to get more information out of coconut head, will ya? We need every little detail and try to set up a meeting with Jackson so we can get acquainted, he seems valuable.” You nodded your head vigorously, eager to accept any help you can.

After meeting with Chae-rin, you decided to go straight home and call Jackson. You needed Chae-rin’s help desperately.

In all honesty, you weren’t really sure yourself why you had called Chae-rin instead of Jackson first. Something was always off about Chae-rin. She never talked about her family, much less let you meet them. She just seemed kind of isolated from them, but you loved her none the less. Her strangeness just made you gravitate to her, and even if she couldn’t help she could probably just make you a fake passport and send you off to Canada or something.

You sped-walked all the way home, phone in hand, eager to get Jackson involved.

“What’s the rush, doll?” a familiar, deep voice asked you as you turned the corner to your street.

You stopped in your tracks, slowly turning towards the alley where the voice came from.

There he was in all his glory, V. He, once again, was wearing casual clothes, not that it didn’t suit him, but it was still strange. He smirked at your surprised face from where he stood, leaning against the wall of an empty alley.

“I said, what the rush, doll?” he said, stepping towards you.

“I’m going home,” you scowled at him, continuing to walk towards your apartment, V following closely behind.

“Were you with Jackson, even after I told you not to trust him,” he frowned at you, blocking your path.

You ignored him, stepping to the side and moving past him.

You were able to get a good distance between the two of you before V spoke again.

“Jungkook asked me to get you.”

“Why would he ask you when he could very well ask me himself,” you narrowed your eyes.

“He said you were going out and he didn’t want to bother you.”

“So you just graciously volunteered to come pick me up didn’t you,” you frowned at him.

“I thought you were with Jackson. He’s a little devil, he’s using you (Y/N), don’t you see!” he put his arms up in the air waving them at you.

You were shocked, to say the least, why was he so obsessed that you and Jackson are friends? He was a good guy, you couldn’t understand what V meant when he said Jackson was using you. You suspected it was just a little ploy to get you away from Jackson.

“Just come with me, Jungkook wants all to hang out.”

You reluctantly turned around and followed V in the other direction.

“You know, I know you think I’m setting out to get revenge for you helping Jackson escape, but I’m not. I’m trying to help you, Jackson is two-faced. Either way, if he isn’t personally plotting your death, then his leader, JB, is,” V looked straight ahead.

You were confused, if you helped Jackson escape, didn’t that mean you were helpful to them?

“You saw first-hand that JB’s mafia isn’t doing so well at the moment, you saw their weakness. If you let the cat out of the bag, it won’t be looking so good for you,” V said, as if he was reading your mind.

Your heart raced, giving in to V’s warnings for just a split second. What if he was right, just because Jackson acted like your friend didn’t change the fact that he too was in the mafia. Could you really trust him? Then again, could you really trust V? 

You were brought out of your trance by V knocking on a door. You hadn’t even realized that you two had arrived at Jungkook’s apartment.

“Hey, (Y/N), what took you so long, too busy sucking dick?”

Ugh, why are you even friends with this coconut bitch?

“I was with Chae-rin, Jungcock, if you must know,” you replied, pushing past him.

You plopped yourself on Jungkook’s couch, reaching for the TV remote.

“Not so fast, before we watch TV we need food!” Jungkook yelled snatching the remote from your hands.

“Then go get some from your kitchen, dumbass,” you retort, leaning for the remote.

However, since Jungkook is a complete dick, and a tall one, as a matter of fact, he held the remote out of your reach.

“How about... I, the great Jeon Jungkook, go out and get some gucci fast food and you two get to know each other!” Jungkook said, quickly throwing the remote on the ground and rushed out the door, car keys in hand.

What. The. Actual. Fuck.

Now you were alone, for the third time since you formally met him, with V.

Jungkook was gonna get his little coconut balls snipped.

“Are you going to try to tell me how Jackson is a two-faced little devil again?” You asked as you picked up the remote from where Jungkook had dropped it.

“Wow, are you psychic?” He replied, sarcasm lacing every word.

“Listen, I know you don’t trust me, but Jackson and his whole crew is bad news,” he continued.

“We’re on the same side, if you don’t trust me, trust Jungkook. He’s on my side after all.”

Your heart stopped. It was true. No matter how much you tried to tell yourself that Jungkook just happened to know V as pure coincidence, it was true. Jungkook was in the mafia.

How could he, your little fetus, be a criminal? Jungkook could be a little pain in the ass sometimes, but he never was violent or criminal-like whatsoever. Your heart raced, making you feel as if it would pop out of your chest. Your breathing rate increased.

“What the fuck. Why is Jungkook working with you!” You yelled at him, not caring if Jungkook’s neighbors heard you.

“What did you do to him!” You shrieked, walking closer to V.

V looked at you stoically, crossing his arms. He and you both knew that you couldn’t possibly do a thing to him. He towered over you and was well built, you could throw a punch at him and he wouldn’t even get a scratch, so you opted to stare at him angrily from across the room.

You jumped at the sound of the doorknob turning.

“Hey, guys, what’s up?” Jungkook walked in, a bag of McDonald’s in hand.

You looked at Jungkook angrily, he had some explaining to do.

“Why did you do it Jungkook, why are you a criminal?”

He stared back at you, realization settling in.

“(Y/N), come on, don’t be like that, it’s not that bad, promise,” he says, setting down the bag.

“What do you mean ‘it’s not that bad’, Jungkook? You could be killed!”

“(Y/N), stop. I know you’re mad because I lied to you, but I need the money, (Y/N)!” His voice raised.

You shook your head, tears filling your eyes. What he could he possibly even need the money for?

You took your bag and ran out of the apartment, and you didn’t stop.

You finally slowed down when you came up to your street. You pulled out your phone and dialed Jackson’s number.

“Hello? (Y/N)?”

“Jackson, I need to talk to you it’s super important,” you said in between breaths.

“How about, I talk first, and you listen?” 

“Oh... ok?” You said.

Jackson was acting differently, it scared you.

“I’ve had a nice time with you, (Y/N), I really did, but I think it’s time things change a bit.”

“What?”

“I have a present for you in your apartment, (Y/N).”

You were now jogging up the stairs to your apartment, how in the living hell did he get inside your apartment?

“What is it?” You asked, your voice shaky.

“You were such a nice little toy to keep me company for a bit, but you’ve seen too much, and we can’t have that can we?”

“Jackson stop playing, this isn’t funny, what the fuck?” You were in front of the door, inserting the keys into the keyhole.

“See you soon, (Y/N).”

He hung up just as you managed to open your front door.

You cautiously walked inside, looking around your living room. No sign of a present or gift yet. You walk into your kitchen in hopes of quickly finding a weapon.

You spot a dirty pan in your sink from last night, thank god for your laziness trait. You quickly grabbed it and headed to your room.

Just as you walked in the lights turned on, revealing Jackson’s smirking face.

“Hi, (Y/N), how’s it going?” He said nonchalantly.

“How the fuck did you get in here, Jackson?” 

“A man has his ways, but let’s get straight to the point,” he took a step closer.

“I thought we were friends, Jackson.”

“Nah, not really. Honestly, I would’ve just have gotten close enough for some sex, but you’ve got connections to a certain member of BTS, and we can’t have that. You could be telling them crucial information.”

Jackson reached into his pocket and pulled out a long metal object.

A gun. 

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Coincidence: Chapter 5

Chapter 1  Chapter 2  Chapter 3  Chapter 4  Chapter 6 

Pairings: V (Taehyung) x reader

Gender: Female

Synopsis: Life for (Y/N) had been, for the most part, normal. She worked, went to college, went to parties, had friends, you know, the basics. However, all of this changed when she started seeing a mysterious, attractive, and most of all dangerous man everywhere after one fatal night that seemed to be just a coincidence.

Genre: Mafia AU

Warnings: Cursing/Swearing

Word Count: 1,820 

Jungkook stared at you with a look of confusion on his face as you recovered from your minor heart attack.

“O-oh, hey, You must be Kookie’s friend!” you managed to cough out.

“Tae, this is my friend (Y/N), she’s being a bit weird today so don’t mind her, she’s on her period,” he whispered the last part while eyeing you, hoping you wouldn’t hear his little joke.

You scowled at Jungkook, slapping his arm. You opened your mouth to make a witty remark about Jungkook’s possible career as a stripper when a laugh, presumably from V, interrupted you.

“You guys are so childish, I can see why you’re friends,” he said with a closed-eye smile.

You narrowed your eyes at him, what was he getting at? When you first encountered him in the ally that night he seemed so dark and serious and now he was happy and light-hearted. You didn’t trust him, not at all.

“Let’s go inside, I’m tired from all that eating,” Jungkook laughed as he pushed past V, leaving you and V alone.

“I don’t know what you’re trying to do, but stay away from Kookie,” you warned him.

His smile fell and he narrowed his eyes.

“I’d be careful if I were you, wouldn’t want such a pretty doll like you to get hurt,” he muttered as he walked into the apartment.

You followed him into the living room taking a seat on the couch next to Jungkook.

“What took you guys so long?” Jungkook questioned as V sat down on the old recliner beside the couch.

“Just getting to know your friend, Jungkook, don’t worry,” V said, reaching for the remote. “Wanna watch some TV?”

You and Jungkook both nodded. You leaned back as the blank TV screen lit up and Spongebob took up the screen. Jungkook jumped up with excitement, he loved Spongebob, he was such a child sometimes. 

You all watched the episode in peace, making small talk every now and then. You kept a close eye on V throughout the episode. You didn’t trust him. You didn’t know whether or not he was still salty about you helping Jackson get away that night, so you had to keep your guard up. 

Once the episode ended Jungkook skipped through the channels for a bit before ultimately deciding that you guys would watch one of the horror movies he owned.

“I’ll look for the movie and you guys can gather some snacks in the kitchen, I should have a bunch of stuff in there so it shouldn’t be a problem,” Jungkook said as he walked off, leaving you alone with V.

You both stood on opposite sides of the kitchen, him looking in the cupboards for some extra candy and you by the microwave watching the popcorn bag inflate. You worked quietly with no intention to speak to him, honestly, he scared you. He scared you because, one, he was taller than you and that just made him even more intimidating, two, his voice was so deep it gave you chills, and three, he was kind of part of the mafia so he could kill you at any moment.

“Do you like red or black licorice?” his smooth voice resonated throughout the kitchen.

You turned your head from the microwave over to V, who was waving two different bags of licorice at you.

“Jungkook prefers black licorice,” you say as the microwave beeped, signaling that the buttery popcorn was finally ready.

“But I asked you, not Jungkook,” he pouted.

“Just take the black licorice, it doesn’t matter, I just won’t eat it.”

“Then I’ll take the red licorice,” he said shoving the black licorice back into the cupboard.

He was stubborn, just like a child. It was sort of funny in a way, how a mafia leader, someone who kills, can start pouting over licorice.

“I can take the popcorn if you want so you can get some drinks,” he offered, putting his hand out.

“Alright…” it seemed strange, why would he offer to take the popcorn instead of getting the drinks himself?

You handed over the popcorn and headed towards the refrigerator. One thing Jungkook had an abundance of, other than food, were beverages. You didn’t know how he was able to afford all these different things. At first, your hunch about him being a stripper seemed good enough for you, but now the possibility that Jungkook could be involved in the mafia settled in. You wouldn’t take Jungkook for the bad apple type, sure he was an asshole sometimes but he was overall a good guy. You tried to convince yourself that V had a second job and that Jungkook met him there, but the thought of Jungkook in the mafia still lingered at the back of your mind.

You grabbed three bottles at random and shut the door.

“Hurry up, (Y/N)! I swear you take so long to choose one god damn drink!” Jungkook whined from his place on the couch.

“Well, I’m sorry, after all, I am on my period!” you mocked him from earlier, giggling.

You walked in the living room and froze. Now you knew why V had elected to take the popcorn. If you had taken the popcorn there was a slight chance that you could’ve passed it off to Jungkook to avoid sitting by V, but, since he took the popcorn, you had to sit next to V away from Jungkook. He knew you were trying to avoid him, but why did he even care in the first place?

“Something wrong?” Jungkook’s head was turned in your direction with a slight look of concern etched on his face, you had been acting way out of whack since you two had gotten back to the apartment and now he was actually getting worried.

“N-no, everything’s just fine” you gulped as Jungkook’s eyes widened.

“Don’t tell me you’re afraid of dolls, (Y/N)! You’re such a kid!” he laughed, eyes scrunching up.

You moved your attention to the TV, Jungkook had chosen to watch Annabelle. You did have a slight fear of dolls, but, for the most part, you could handle it. Besides, who wasn’t at least creeped out by Annabelle?

You ignored him and decided to take a seat, not wanting to cause too much of a distraction.

You had made sure that you acted terrified at certain parts of the movie so Jungkook wouldn’t suspect anything was out of the ordinary.

When the credits were over you turned towards V, who had left his spot on the couch to start cleaning up a bit. Overall, he hadn’t done much to raise any suspicions during the movie, other than give you some weird looks every now and then. Your suspicions about him taking the popcorn on purpose were lowered, maybe he just wanted to sit by Jungkook. However, you were still uneasy around him.

Then you turned towards Jungkook, who had fallen asleep close to the movie’s end. His mouth was open and some drool was spilling out. You giggled at the fact that he called you a child when he still slept like one.

“Kookie, wake up,” you pushed him softly, hoping he could at least say goodbye before you had to walk home.

“Kookie, I have to go walk home now, ok? I’ll see you tomorrow,” Jungkook quickly stood up at the sound of you walking home, as if he had never been asleep.

He scrambled towards the coffee table in front of the couch where he had left his phone and turned it on. The screen lit up as he checked the time: 9:32 PM.

“No, (Y/N), you can’t walk home alone! It’s too dangerous,” he looked towards you.

“But I can’t stay here, Kookie, I have classes tomorrow. Besides you can’t walk me home, you’re too tired, I’d have to drag you to my apartment. I’ll be fine, man, don’t worry,” you lied, the truth was that you just didn’t want to stay in the same area as V any longer, you didn’t know what he would try to pull.

Jungkook frowned at you for a minute when suddenly his eyes brightened up.

“Tae, come here!” he called over his shoulder to where V was in the kitchen.

“Yea?” V walked back to the living room to see Jungkook with pleading eyes.

“Can you please walk (Y/N) home, man.”

“Of course, anything for a friend,” V smirked, worrying you to death.

After everything was cleaned up and you said your goodbyes to Jungkook, you both headed out the door. Everything was quiet. You kept as much distance as you could from V, but it was difficult considering that the sidewalks were so small. You shoved your hands in your pockets and looked up at the few stars in the sky. The downside to living in the city was all the pollution covering up the pretty night sky every night.

“More stars than usual tonight, huh,” V stopped, his head turned towards the sky.

“Yeah, I guess,” you muttered, continuing on your journey back to your apartment.

You turned the corner onto your street, V following closely behind.

“I wouldn’t trust Jackson if I were you,” he said as he caught up with you.

“What?”

“He’s an expert liar, he could pull you into his web and leave you broken.”

“What are you going on about?”

“Don’t act so innocent, you know what I’m talking about, Jackson Wang, your little boyfriend.”

“He’s not my boyfriend,” you scowled at him.

“That’s beside the point, he will use you. The little monster doesn’t see you as friends, trust me.”

“Okay, first of all, why are you even trying to help me? Second of all, why should I trust you, you’re probably furious with me for helping Jackson escape your murderous hands!” you poked him in the chest, making him frown.

“I am bothered, but my fight’s not with you, it’s with Jackson. He’s the one that owes me money.”

“Then stop bothering me!”

“I’m just trying to get you out of this, doll. Like I said, it would be such a shame for a pretty little thing like you to get hurt,” he caressed your cheek while looking you up and down, sending shivers down your spine.

“Don’t touch me,” you slapped his hand away from your face.

“Fine, just remember I know where you live now sweetheart, and, if I see Jackson anywhere near here, I will shoot on sight,” he threatened.

Your eyes widened as you tried to stay calm.

“You can leave now, I’m sure Jungkook is waiting for you.”

“Stay safe, sweetheart,” he smirked as he turned around, heading back to Jungkook’s apartment.

As soon as he was out of sight you ran up the staircase onto your floor and into your apartment. You quickly got your phone out and dialed a number.

“I need to see you as soon as possible.”

Well, here it is after a million years :). Thank you guys for your patience and I hope you stay tuned because I will try to update as frequently as I can :)))

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woahhahahahh guess who’s still alive? Me :) For those of you waiting for my Taehyung x reader mafia au to be updated don’t worry I am in the process of writing it and it should be posted soon.

I am also debating on starting another series with Taehyung (and yet Namjoon is still my bias) so look out for that 

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Tbh

When Jimin said "somebody" in We Don't Talk Anymore Part 2 it increased my life span by twenty years

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I love cute and pastel edits of BTS but I wish people wouldn’t whitewash them so much. Their natural skin is beautiful.

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The accuracy ;-;

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GOT7 Random Highschool AU Texts

(Jackson & Jinyoung)

(Mark & JB)

A/N: Here’s the second part children :)))

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Me: i only love namjoon, he is daddy af and he’ll always be number one, he has my jams i will never swerve into anyone else’s lane

Jimin:

Me:

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GOT7 Random Highschool AU Texts

(Mark & JB)

(Jackson & Jinyoung)

Aye it’s ya boiiiiiii :)))

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Coincidence: Chapter 4

Chapter 1  Chapter 2  Chapter 3  Chapter 5 

Pairings: V (Taehyung) x reader

Gender: Female

Synopsis: Life for (Y/N) had been, for the most part, normal. She worked, went to college, went to parties, had friends, you know, the basics. However, all of this changed when she started seeing a mysterious, attractive, and most of all dangerous man everywhere after one fatal night that seemed to be just a coincidence.

Genre: Mafia AU

Warnings: Cursing/Swearing

Word Count: 1,177

“Come on, (Y/N), that wasn’t fair!”

“It totally was, Jungkook, so stop having a bitch fit because of it!” You yelled as you viciously murdered Jungkook’s character for what seemed like the millionth time since you started playing.

It has been a couple of weeks since your very eventful date with Jackson and life had pretty much gone back to normal. You still texted Jackson often, but, due to his busy schedule, you two haven’t been able to plan another date. And now, unfortunately, you were left to spend your free time with the bunny looking piece of shit, also known as Jeon Jungkook.

“I’m bored, Kookie, let’s go do something else,” You whined throwing yourself on the floor beside Jungkook.

“Like what?” He replied, still staring at the television screen.

“I don’t know, let’s just go outside and walk around. You know, like normal human beings.”

“Sounds like a load of bullshit.”

“Come on, Jungkook, I always beat your bitch ass at this game anyways! Let’s go do something else,” you said as you practically threw yourself on Jungkook.

“Oh. My. God. Fine, let’s go outside and eat,” Jungkook said in an annoyed tone.

You smiled victoriously as he stood up to put on his shoes. You walked over to his front door and waited patiently.

“Where do you want to go, loser?” Jungkook asked as he came back from his room.

“Let’s go eat, man, I’m hungry,” you said, rubbing your stomach as you followed him out the door.

“When are you not hungry?” He said, giggling.

“Fuck you, Jeon Jungkook.”

You two ended up at a small cafe near Jungkook’s apartment. Overall, the cafe had a nice atmosphere; it made you feel at home. It was a small building with you and Jungkook being one of the few customers. You walked over to one of the empty tables and sat down, motioning for Jungkook to follow.

“So, (Y/N), how are things going with Jackson?” Jungkook looked at you teasingly, wiggling his eyebrows at you.

“Not so loud, Jungkook!” you said leaning over and slapping your hand over Jungkook’s mouth.

“What do you mean ‘not so loud’, (Y/N)? We’re legit surrounded by a bunch of strangers, what are the chances of someone actually knowing who he is?” Jungkook said pushing your hands away from him.

He was right. You had been paranoid ever since your date with Jackson. Especially after he said that you were forever involved with the mafia. Even though you knew perfectly that you shouldn’t let what Jackson said to you control your life (let’s be honest, it’s been weeks since you’ve last seen the guy!), but you still managed to think about that night whenever your mind wanders. At times you stay up late, thinking about your determination to get answers from Jackson, would you have been better off being oblivious to Jackson’s occupations and the troubles that await you?

“Uh... well, you never know, Jungkook! Jackson is a very popular man, he probably knows at least one of these hoes!” You exclaim, your face reddening.

“Hoes? What the hell (Y/N)!” Jungkook bursts out laughing.

You hide your face in your hands, completely embarrassed. At least you turned the conversation around, who knows what might’ve happened if Jungkook had started trying to get you to tell him about your date with Jackson. He had been trying to get all the details from you for weeks, but you had stayed strong and refused to tell him any details.

“Come on, loser, stop being such a baby and talk to meeeeee.”

“Wow, what a surprise, Jeon Jungkook wants attention,” You say, the sarcasm evident in your voice.

“Fight me, you conceited lit-” Jungkook’s insult was interrupted by his ringtone.

“We will continue this conversation in a bit,” He gave you a smirk before scurrying outside to pick up the phone.

“Hey, man, what’s up?” Jungkook answered the phone quietly.

His personality completely flipped the second he stepped outside. This had to be an important call, right? He needed to make himself seem serious if he wanted to keep his job. After all, it paid well and he actually enjoyed it, unlike all of his other jobs.

“Hey, Kook, let’s hang out today,” This threw Jungkook off guard, making him choke on air while the deep voice on the other end chuckled.

“Um... today?”

“Yeah, why, Kook? Got other plans?”

“Well, kind of, I’m with a friend right now, so it would be really suspicious if I suddenly left them by themselves, wouldn’t it?”

“Then why don’t I join you two? I need to spend some time with you, Kook, it’s been a while.”

“Really that’s it? Wow, you almost made me piss my pants, man,” Jungkook giggled.

“I’ll be at your place in an hour, be ready,” the voice chuckled, ending the call.

You looked up from your phone to see Jungkook sitting down.

“Who was that?” You smirked, thinking it was a new girlfriend.

“A friend from work, (Y/N), calm down.”

“Wow, feisty today, aren’t we? What did they want?”

“Speaking of what he wanted, is it cool if he joins us once we get back to my apartment?” He looked up at you, begging with his bunny-like eyes.

“Of course, I was getting bored of you anyways.”

“FIGHT ME, (Y/N)!” He yelled standing up on his chair.

“Shit, Jungkook, calm down!” You exclaimed tugging on his ridiculously strong arm.

Other than that moment, your lunch went pretty well, maybe because you were excited to finally meet some of Jungkook’s work friends. He always seemed hesitant to tell you about them, let alone meet them. Because of this, your theory about Jungkook being a male stripper stayed strong since his work friends could possibly be very... kinky.

You and Jungkook walked back to his place, insulting each other every other minute, making you burst into a fit of giggles.

“Wow, didn’t know you were such an asshole, Jungkook,” You giggled, playfully hitting him.

“Guess you’re rubbing off on me,” Jungkook smirked as you pushed him.

As you two got to Jungkook’s door you could hear music coming from inside. You looked at Jungkook with confusion, was that the friend he had talked about? How did he get into his house?

“I gave him an extra key,” Jungkook said as if he could read your mind.

Jungkook knocked on the door loudly so it could be heard over the music. The music was shut off and all you could hear were big, heavy footsteps coming towards the door.

“Don’t worry, (Y/N), he’s really chill. You’ll love him, possibly more than Jackson.”

You rolled your eyes at the last part and decided to ignore it. You opened your mouth to answer him when the door flew open, and you literally choked. No joke, you almost died once you saw who was at the door in skinny jeans and a t-shirt.

It was V.

A/N: GUESS WHO’S BACKKCKCKCKCWJICNDONFRF *dies* sry for the long wait I’ve been working on like a million projects, but I’ve decided to finally just procrastinate and pay attention to you children ::::)

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Boyfriend! BTS when you don’t take care of yourself when you study 

(Hyung line: Kim Namjoon and Jung Hoseok)

Kim Seokjin and Min Yoongi

A/N: SUP LOSERS lolol jkjk but it has been a week and Coincidence is still not updated but the good news is that I have officially started working on it as of today sooo look out for that ::::)

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Boyfriend! BTS when you don’t take care of yourself when you study

(Hyung Line: Kim Seokjin and Min Yoongi)

Kim Namjoon and Jung Hoseok

A/N: Sry I haven’t been as active as usual ;-; I had exams... but now they’re over (for now at least) AND Coincidence will be updated], but, for now I will upload these text for the rest of the hyung line and then tomorrow I’ll upload the maknae line ::::)

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(gif not mine)

Coincidence: Chapter 3

Chapter 1   Chapter 2   Chapter 4  Chapter 5

Pairings: V (Taehyung) x reader

Gender: Female

Synopsis: Life for (Y/N) had been, for the most part, normal. She worked, went to college, went to parties, had friends, you know, the basics. However, all of this changed when she started seeing a mysterious, attractive, and most of all dangerous man everywhere after one fatal night that seemed to be just a coincidence.

Genre: Mafia AU

Warnings:Cursing/swearing

Word Count: 2,474

You stared at Jackson from across the table. After two weeks of planning, you two were finally able to go out on your date. Now was your chance to get the information you wanted. Yes, that sounded like you were just using Jackson, but you weren’t. He was an extremely nice man, so you wouldn’t mind him sticking around for a bit, at the very least.

The restaurant Jackson took you to was amazing. Everything looked so fancy and expensive, you would never be able to afford to eat at a place like this on your own. Even the table cloth seemed like it cost more than your whole family. How was Jackson able to afford to go here? This just raised your suspicions about him.

“So, (Y/N), tell me a little more about yourself,” Jackson said with a kind smile on his face.

“Oh! Ummmm, well, I’m in college… and… I don’t know, what do you want to know about me?” You said, fiddling with your hands.

“Well, let’s start with your college life then, what do you plan to do afterwards?”

“To be honest, I’m not completely sure, but I’m planning to become a doctor as of now.”

“Oh, a doctor, how interesting! I believe that you’ll become an amazing doctor, but are you really sure you’ll be cope to deal with all those years of studying?”

“That’s exactly why I don’t know if I’ll stay determined enough to finish my schooling. I also want to have the chance to start a family without any disruptions.”

“That is true. Is that why Jungkook is so desperate to get you a boyfriend?”

“That’s part of the reason.”

“What’s the other part?”

“The fact that he’s a little shit, and he loves to see me embarrassed.”

Jackson started laughing at your remark towards your “dear” friend. His laugh was amazing. It was extremely high pitched for a man, and it drew the attention of many people towards your table. You quickly looked down to your lap and waited for Jackson to calm down. All these rich people made you self conscious; they made you feel as if you didn’t belong.

“(Y/N), you are one of the funniest women I have ever met! You are never afraid to say what you think.”

You smiled at Jackson and took a sip of your drink. The night mostly consisted of you two having small talk and Jackson’s high pitched laugh. You were thoroughly enjoying yourself, Jackson was a very laid back man. It was a surprise he was the same man from that night. Unfortunately, you couldn’t find the perfect moment to ask him about it. Every time you would try to turn the conversation to his job he would always steer you two away from that conversation. That is, until after a particular “funny” comment from you, Jackson looked over your shoulder and completely froze, as if he had seen a ghost.

“What’s wrong?” You asked turning to look over your shoulder.

Suddenly, Jackson grabbed your face and pulled you closer to him. You were barely a centimeter apart, what was he trying to do? Who was back there?

“Don’t look back at all okay?” Jackson looked at you with complete seriousness. How is he able to change personalities so quickly?

“Okay, but can you at least tell me why I’m not allowed to look back?” You whispered.

“…Fine,” He said with a lot of hesitation.

“V is here,” he finally said after taking a deep breath.

V was here? Your heart immediately started beating faster, would he recognize you? Why here of all places? Questions ran through your mind a mile a minute, what were you going to do?

“Don’t worry, (Y/N), he’s not the type to murder someone in public. He likes to do his business in private, I don’t blame him, it’s easier that way,” Jackson said as if he had read your mind.

However, his comment just added to your worries. What exactly did Jackson mean by easier? Since when was murder a business? You were so confused, but who could blame you? You took a deep breath and took a long swig of your almost forgotten wine on the table.

“Woah, (Y/N), calm down! You do not want to get drunk, especially with V in the building!” Jackson yelled at you, taking the wine glass from your hand.

You just stared at Jackson and took a deep breath. You needed answers. The problem was that Jackson seemed like he was never going to give you them. You decided to keep quiet for now. If you continued causing trouble Jackson might cause a scene, and lord knows you don’t want that to happen. You looked back at Jackson. His eyebrows were furrowed; he genuinely looked worried about you. You gave him a small smile in reassurance.

“Jackson, can I tell you something?”

“Of course, you can tell me anything.”

“Promise you won’t get mad?”

“I promise.”

“I need to pee,” you said feeling your face heat as the laughter started. It’s not your fault! You just thought he should know so he could escort you, or something, so you wouldn’t get hurt!

“Are you serious?” He said between giggles. You nodded your head vigorously.

“Well, I think it’s safe enough for you go to the bathroom by yourself. Go ahead, I’ll be right here,” Jackson smiled at you, motioning for you to go.

You smiled thankfully and stood up. You quickly walked towards the bathroom. In truth, you didn’t really need to go, you just wanted to think over how you would force the answers you needed out of Jackson. You passed many tables, avoiding people’s stares, it seemed like not many people appreciated Jackson’s hyena like laughter. Unfortunately for you, you happened to miss a certain man’s stare as you walked in the bathroom.

Jackson took a sip of his wine and looked at his watch. It was getting late, he would have to escort (Y/N) home. No telling what V would do to her if she was alone. Suddenly, Jackson heard a chair screech and looked up, thinking (Y/N) was back.

“How cute, you’re on a date,” V taunted him taking a seat in (Y/N)’s chair.

“What do you want?” Jackson sneered at V.

“I want many things, Jackson, but the one thing I want the most is the money you owe me, remember that? Of course you don’t, don’t even bother answering that question, you were too busy fooling around with a girl,” V scowled at Jackson, who looked like he was ready to murder V in the middle of the restaurant.

“First of all, it’s not me who owes you money, it’s JB, he’s the leader after all. Secondly, I’m not ‘fooling around with a girl’. I’m just spending time getting to know her, that’s all.”

“Well, tell JB to give me the money he owes me, and you are fooling around, let’s face it. How could I blame you, though? She’s a sight for sore eyes, very different from the average hooker.”

That comment crossed the line for Jackson. He stood up from his chair and slammed his hands on the table. V just sat in the chair with a smirk on his face. He wanted Jackson to get mad, he wanted Jackson to get violent. After all, Jackson had to be one of the most tame members of his group, right next to Youngjae. V just wanted to see Jackson’s true pontential, and then find his weakness.

However, to V’s disappointment, Jackson just took a deep breath and sat back down, earning him a scowl from V.

“I wouldn’t want to cause a scene, V. You know how the cops are looking for you. I wouldn’t want your empire to crumble. I suggest you go back to your table.”

V opened his mouth to protest, but he happened to see (Y/N) making her way back to the table, oblivious to what is going on with Jackson and him. He looked back at Jackson, giving him one more scowl, and stood up leaving the table.

You walked back to Jackson, lost in thought. After much thought on how you would approach the situation, you decided to just be up front about it. You were going to demand answers from him, and you weren’t going to back down. You thought of the exact words you were going to say to Jackson on your way back. However, a deep voice cut you out of your thoughts.

“Excuse me, miss?”

You looked up and there he was, V. You gulped, there he was, the man that stayed in your mind weeks after “meeting” him. Did he remember you? Probably not, he, unlike Jackson, wasn’t able to get a good look at you since you spent the majority of the time running away from him.

“Yes?” You replied, your voice shaking.

“I suggest you stay away from Jackson, he’s not who you think he is.”

“And why would I trust you? I don’t even know who you are!” You glared at him, trying to act brave.

“You might be right about not trusting me, but you are absolutely wrong about not knowing me. You know who I am, and I know who you are, even though you didn’t even bother introducing yourself after you saved your little boyfriend, (Y/N).”

“He’s not my boyfriend. He’s just a friend, and you’re just a nobody.”

“Don’t be so sure of that, sweetheart. After all, I am not just a nobody, you’ll see, so watch your back,” he said, winking at you before walking towards his table.

You quickly walked back to Jackson, who seemed completely clueless as to what just happened. After that conversation with V, your determination for answers increased drastically. As you sat down Jackson smiled at you, though he looked a bit bothered by something.

“Jackson, I want answers,” You said sternly.

“About what?”

“About everything! Why is V so dangerous? What do you work as? Can you please just answer everything?”

“… fine, I’ll answer your questions,” Jackson said running his hand through his hair.

“But let’s go somewhere else, I don’t trust anyone here,” he said, waving down a waiter for the bill.

Afterwards, Jackson drove you back to your apartment, and you were beyond terrified. Why didn’t he want to give you answers at the restaurant? Was it because of V? Pushing your thoughts aside, you decided to mentally brace yourself for what Jackson was going to tell you.

You led Jackson to your living room and sat down, patting the spot next to you. Jackson sat down and took several deep breathes, until finally he spoke.

“If I tell you, just promise you’ll keep this a secret. Take it to your grave, (Y/N).”

“I will, I promise,” You said, your voice barely above a whisper.

“Okay, also promise you won’t freak out and stop talking to me.”

“I promise.”

“Okay, good, just making sure.”

“Just tell me already, Jackson!”

“Okay, okay! I’m in the mafia.”

“What?”

“I. Am. In. The. Mafia.”

“Wha- but, how? You don’t seem like that type of guy.”

“I’m not, believe me. I just ended up being friends with the wrong kind of people, and then somehow I got sucked into the mafia.”

“Don’t you ever want to leave?”

“At times, yes, but most of the time I’m content. I’m spending time with the people who care about me the most. I might leave one day though, if possible, once I start a family.”

“What about V?”

“V is part of a very successful mafia gang, called BTS. It’s a silly name really, but they are one of the strongest out there, they practically run the state! They have many people on their side, we call them ARMY, but there are only six men who really have the most power.”

“Who are those men?”

“We know most of their names, they are: V, Rap Monster, Jin, J-Hope, Jimin, and Suga. However the-”

“How come they all have such strange names?” You asked, interrupting him.

“To protect their identities, nobody wants to get caught. Now, as I was saying, there is one new addition to BTS. Normally, this wouldn’t matter, but it has been rumored that this new person has been given a high position in the gang. Adding one more to the list of powerful in BTS.”

“Do you know their name?”

“Unfortunately, no. This makes it even more dangerous, they could be literally anyone, and we wouldn’t know.”

“What gang are you a part of?”

“I’m part of a gang called GOT7, and I have one of the high positions,” Jackson said semi-proudly.

“Can you tell me their names?”

“Hmm… sure, I guess. The leader of our gang is called JB, then there’s me, Mark, Jinyoung, Bambam, Younjae, and Yugyeom.”

“Oh, is your gang strong?”

“I’m pretty sure we are. We’re at least as strong as BTS.”

“Oh, well, I have one more question,” You said holding up one finger.

“Go ahead.”

“Why were you and V in the alley that night?”

“Well, BTS and GOT7 had a partial alliance.We would basically help each other out every now and then in exchange for never ratting our gangs out to the cops. However, one day we borrowed some money from BTS, and V wanted us to pay it back to him once we were able to. We sent the money, but, according to V, they never received it. So V called one of us to go meet and talk with him, and I was the lucky one who had to go. Soooooooo… You’re all caught up now,” Jackson said, smiling awkwardly.

“Wow, Jackson. Thank you so much for filling me in on everything,” You said holding his hands.

“I think it’s time that I go, it’s getting pretty late,” Jackson said, looking at the clock.

Jackson headed towards your door, however, he stopped before he could put his hand on the door knob.

“One more thing (Y/N), take care of yourself. V knows how you look like and he knows that you are somehow involved with the members of GOT7, and, believe me, that is enough reason for you to be murdered,” he turned back to the door and opened it before stopping again.

“I’m sorry to say it (Y/N), but you are now involved with the mafia, and you have little to no chance of ever being forgotten by any of us. Especially V.” 

(A/N): Sry for the long wait *cri* but I’m back and I am thinking about starting my first GOT7 fanfic

(and yes I know it is a different gif but work with me ok lol)

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(Y/N) accuses J-Hope of being a fuckboi when he's in America lol

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Boyfriend! Namjoon doesn’t tell (Y/N) that Change was being released today lol

A/N: Tumblr has been getting on my nerves lately ;-;, but then my daddy hit me with that Change and I was so shook oml