OMG KAT! idk if u remember me but i used to write with the @ sabinanotfound and i was just going through alllll the old stuff
and i found u and i saw ur post saying u wished to go back to august 2021 and I FEEL U :((
i just wanted to stop by and say hi tho :)) log time no see
WHAT THE HECKKKKK I JUST LOGGED BACK IN THIS ACCOUNT TO REMINISCE AND THEN I JUST SAW THIS 😭😭😭😭😭
sabina ofc i still remember you, you're like one of my OGs omg one of my most fav writers back in 2021 !!!!!
i do come by on tumblr every now and then but i've been using a different account and had just decided to log back in this account after a while omg i'm sobbing honestly coming back on here and seeing that most of all my close mutuals from 2021 are deactivated now and that just makes me sad cuz i have no way of contacting them again <////3
but i believe we're still mutuals on spotify and discord AHHHH 😭
description: you play with your best friend’s hair.
[a/n] i would like to play with george’s hair please. thank you.
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you take a sip out of your coke and continued playing pac-man on your phone.
“pac-man? really?” george suddenly asked, plopping down on your bed. you literally didn’t know your best friend was at your house.
you look up from your phone and turned your seat around to face him. “yeah, pac-man. why?” you ask as you squinted your eyes at him.
he shrugged his shoulders. “i literally invited you to play minecraft with me and you said you were busy.”
you snorted. “i did??? i don’t remember.”
“oh c’mon, [y/n]. don’t play dumb with me.” george said as he rolled his eyes at you.
“alright, fine, yeah, i did say i was busy, but that was like—two hours ago. literally. so i’m not busy anymore.” you said with a shrug.
george pursed his lips and looked around your room as he placed his phone on his lap. you gazed at him, tilting your head.
“your hair’s getting so long, george,” you commented as you jump up from your seat and gently ruffled his hair, twirling strands of them on your fingers.
“i like your hair very much, gogy.” you mumbled with a smile.
george chuckled. “you do? i was about to ask you what haircut i should get, but now i’m hesitant to get a haircut just because you said you like my hair.”
you continued to play with his hair. “just trim it, it’d still look good. c’mon, let’s get something to eat.” you say as you raked his hair with your fingers and walked out the room, leaving george dumbfounded.
sypnosis ⋆ — you've got a bad habit of biting your nails or your lips whenever you're nervous or anxious, to the point where they'd start bleeding. jungkook's your best friend, and every time he sees you bite your nails or lips, he tries to stop you from doing them.
warnings ⋆ — anxiety (??), mention of bleeding
recommended song ⋆ — bad habit by steve lacy
you were anxious about an upcoming test and it was a very important test, so you knew you had to do good. you sat there on the passenger's seat as your best friend jungkook drove. you couldn't help but to unconsciously bite your nails. you had a bad habit of biting your nails whenever you were nervous or anxious. the boy glanced at you, noticing that you've been biting your nails again.
you tapped your foot as you bit your nails, looking out the window, not noticing that your best friend kept glancing at you from time to time.
“you good?” he asked, stopping at the stoplight. when he turned his head, he saw your eyes dart to him. he raised an eyebrow, but he already knew what you were gonna say. he had a little smile on his face. “mmhmm.” you responded. “you know you don’t have to be nervous about anything, right?* he said, glancing at you with soft eyes.
you nodded as you stopped biting your nails, dropping your hand on your lap. you turned to look at him. "i don't know... it's just.. i'm really nervous about this test." you said, heaving a long sigh as you unconsciously lifted your hand up to bite your fingernails once again.
he looked ahead at the road while waiting for the traffic light to turn green. the boy nodded his head. “well, just know that you’ve studied for it, right? it’s gonna be fine.” he said, reaching forward and gently taking your wrist in his hand. he tilted his head, smiling again. “you don’t have to bite your nails. i’m right here, you can talk to me any time.” he muttered quietly, his thumb stroking over your skin.
you forced out a smile. "thank you so much... if you weren't here, my nails would be bleeding by now." you glanced down at your chipped nails.
“i know,” he muttered, squeezing your hand. “i’m just here to help. you’re gonna do great on that test, i’m positive.” he mumbled, looking at your nails before his gaze returned to the road ahead. “you don’t have to bite them any more, okay?” he asked, his eyes looking at you.
you nodded. "mm. i just can't help it. i try not to, but then i just find myself unconsciously biting them. it's annoying.." you said, blowing out another breath.
“i understand. biting your nails aren’t the only thing you do subconsciously, is it?” he asked before looking over at you. “you tend to play with your hair, bite your lip, and tap your foot…” he muttered quietly.
you sheepishly dart your eyes away from his, feeling quite embarrassed. "...yea. sorry.."
"you don't have to be sorry, you know.." said as he turned a right onto the road. "i always tell you to talk to me, right? that's because i'm always here for you whenever you need someone to listen or talk to. you can be yourself around me and you don't have to be sorry for who you are, okay?" he muttered quietly, flashing you a warm smile before looking back at the road.
"thanks.." you said, thankful that you had a friend like him.
“no problem.." he said before glancing at you again, the warm smile still on his face. “i’m just happy that you trust me..” he muttered quietly, holding your hand as he drove through the traffic.
he always cared for you and would never hesitate to be there for you whenever you needed him or not.
there was also this one time when you and jungkook hung out with your other friends at his place. some of them were playing video games, the others talked and laughed. you sat on the couch while you watched them play video games, unconsciously biting on your lips again until it started bleeding so much.
“uh, y/n? are you okay..?” jungkook asked as he turned around and looked at you and noticed the blood on your bottom lip. “your lip’s bleeding..” he said, a confused look on his face as he rose from his seat. immediately, he grabbed a tissue and placed it on your lip, dabbing at the blood before he took another tissue and started dabbing at the blood again before he looked at you with concern in his eyes.
your eyes widened. "oh! really? i didn't realize, sorry.."
“stop apologizing. it’s not your fault,” he muttered as he glanced around for any lip balm before pulling one from his jacket pocket. he took it out before turning back to you, holding it out to you. “…here, you can use this.” he said, handing you the lip balm.
but in reality, he actually bought this lip balm just for you. he knew you'd also bite your lips from time to time, so he bought it and would always bring it with him just in case.
you take the lip balm from him with a smile. "thanks... i always appreciate all the things you do for me." you said before applying it on your lips.
as you applied it on your lips, he nodded and smiled softly before turning back towards the screen, still watching all of them.
“of course.. you’re my best friend, y/n!” he blurted out suddenly as he continued to watch and listen to his friends talk and play the games. “and i don’t want you to be nervous all the time, so i’m gonna help you out any time i can.” he muttered quietly, still staring at the screen before turning his head back to you.
you gazed at him before wrapping an arm over his shoulder. "you're the best." you mumbled, leaning your head against his shoulder as you stared at the screen as well.
at your comment, he smiled as he scooted closer to you and he wrapped his arm around your shoulders to pull you closer to him. you two sat there together, silently watching your other friends play the video games and laughing.
the two of you loved each other more than just as friends, but of course, you keep it to yourselves.
you felt his hand stroke your arm, sending shivers down your spine. he turned his head slightly, silently looking at you while still keeping his arm around you. you glanced over at him, but your eyes immediately darted out of his gaze and looked back at the screen, your cheeks burning from embarrassment.
[a/n] ⋆ — it's been a while since i last posted my writing here lmaooo now im kinda shy to post and stuff lololol
sypnosis ⋆ — your boyfriend jeon jungkook does a workout stream at midnight and cuddles with you after.
warnings ⋆— there's a part where it's a bit suggestive but not too bad! just really, really slight.
genre ⋆— fluff.
recommended song ⋆ — my jinji by sunset rollercoaster
[a/n] ⋆ — this one's short but i really think it's cute and i hope i'd be in this kind of cute relationship in the future :c the whole time jk was trying to make a heart with his arms in last night's stream was so cute 😭💕
you laid on your bed in your shared bedroom with jungkook, scrolling through your phone at one a.m. your boyfriend had started his stream at around eleven thirty and now he was working out in the living room.
he can be random at times. he'd do cooking streams with you, movie marathon streams, or karaoke streams, mostly at midnight. he was doing a workout stream this time.
with half lidded eyes, you tapped on his ongoing live, the corners of your mouth curling up into a lazy smile as you watched him workout on stream. fans were going crazy on the live chat as his face was red, his hair a mess, and sweat lining his temples and shirt. he looked so majestic. he always does.
after a few more minutes of working out and talking to his fans, he had bid his goodbye and finally ended his stream. he was exhausted and forced to drag himself to your bedroom. he opened the door and found you on bed, still on your phone.
a small smile displayed on his lips as he walked over to you and sat down on the bed beside you, arms on his knees and hands hanging. he was all sweaty from the workout but he didn't seem to care.
"hey," he says, not waiting for your response and put his arms around you, tugging your closer toward him. he plants a sweet kiss on your cheek.
you hummed in content into his arms as he planted more sweet, playful kisses on your cheek, making your grin wider. "you're really something else, you know that? doing a workout stream at one a.m." you said with a small giggle.
"hey, i've still got so much energy left to use up, ya know?" he said, nudging him closer to you and sat up straight before resting his head on your shoulder with his arms still wrapped around you. "besides, you're always up this late, so i thought you'd be here if i did a workout live." he added, leaning up to kiss you.
his face was still flushed and his hair damp, but he still looks absolutely adorable.
you hummed as you ran your fingers through his hair. "mm, but we should start sleeping early. it's unhealthy to always stay up late." you said with a gentle voice, poking his cheek as he kept his eyes closed.
jungkook lets out a playful sigh, his face scrunching up a little as you poked his cheek, his eyes fluttering open. he stares at you, his face now even more flushed, his pupils dilated and his lips parted. he looks so attractive, and so adorable, that it's hard for you not to grab him by his shirt and pull him close for a deep, deep kiss.
you let out a chuckle and patted him on his back. "now get up and wash up because you stink!" you teased with a laugh, playfully scrunching your nose up.
jungkook laughed back, the sound making your heart skip a beat. it was like music to your ears. he let you push him off the bed. "fine, fine. i'll go have a quick shower and i'll be right back," he said, walking towards the bathroom door, but he turns back to you with a playful smirk on his face. "do you want to shower together?" he asked, flashing you a wink.
you thought the flirtations in his voice and looks were so adorable. you jumped off the bed as you glared at him and pushed him into the bathroom. "shush and just go shower already!" you said, face flushed as you ignored his teasing laughter and quickly shut the bathroom door.
you could hear the shower run and jungkook's muffled laughs, which made you roll your eyes before going back to bed and scrolling through your phone. as you were deep into your browsing, your boyfriend stepped out of the bathroom, now just in his boxers and a shirt, hair wet. you smiled and looked at him, then quickly glanced back down to your phone.
you feel him plopping himself down on the bed beside you with a soft grunt. it was obvious that he was tired from all that working out. he plants a kiss on your cheek and takes your phone from your hand before placing it down on the bedside table.
"let's go to sleep, love," he whispered softly, yet again planting another kiss on your head.
you lazily nod before he pulled you to him and wrapping his arms around you, heaving a sigh of content that was loud enough for you to hear. "i really need to sleep more," he said, his voice sounding relaxed. he was tired, but then, you were tired too. after all, you were up around a few hours past your supposed bedtime.
"yea you do," you said against his neck, your voice coming out muffled.
you felt jungkook's arms tighten around you, and you smiled, closing your eyes. your face was still pressed against his neck as he held you close, and you could smell his shampoo that was so comforting to you. it made you feel safe, knowing that he's just there beside you.
"i love you," he whispered against your hair.
you smiled with your eyes closed. "i love you more, koo."
"that's impossible, because i love you most," he whispered back, tightening his hug and softly kissed the top of your head before closing his eyes, the two of you finally drifting off into a sweet, warm, goodnight's sleep.
[a/n] ⋆ — crying because i miss jk so much even though he went live last night</3 (i miss him all day everyday😍) also i love how last night, i was going through his previous lives on weverse cuz i wanted to get a clip since i wanted to do an edit and literally right when i refreshed, he went live😭 i lavvett<3 anyways, reblogs are appreciated!!
sypnosis ⋆ — your best friend lends you a shirt when you stay the night but it turned out to be her older brother's shirt.
warnings ⋆ — flirty jk guys, i repeat, flirty jk. (i keep my writings sfw, so if you're looking for smut, this is not it. thanks for reading!)
genre ⋆ — fluff.
recommended song ⋆ — telepatía by kali uchis
"you can always stay the night, you know. it'd be too dangerous to go home with the weather like this and it looks like the rain isn't gonna stop any time soon." your best friend, jeon soeun said, going through the newly washed laundries.
you nodded, glacing out the window to look at the pouring rain. "thanks... but i sure hope your parents wouldn't mind though."
"of course not! my parents are rarely home because of all the business trips they go to and it's always just jk and i and the other house maids, so it gets pretty lonely at times." soeun explain, tucking her dyed blonde hair behind her ear as she lifted a shirt up, eyeing it before throwing it off to the side and looking for another one.
you just hummed in response, leaning against the wall as you watched the blonde go through the laundry.
"perfect." she finally said, holding up an oversized army green shirt that had a body of a skeleton printed on it and a pair of sweatpants. "here, you can wear these when you go to sleep." she said, tossing them to you and you catching it on time.
"and for the underwear... there are brand new ones that haven't been worn, so i could just give them to you, hold on." soeun opened a cupboard and rummaged through it.
you nod. "i'll just let mom and dad know that i'll be staying for the night." you said, grabbing your phone from your jean's pocket and typing in a message to them.
"got 'em. here you are. you can just use whichever bathroom you feel like using." said soeun before closing the cupboard.
you nod and grabbed the towel she handed you earlier before making your way to the first floor bathroom by the stairs and begun taking a warm shower.
after a few minutes, you had finally changed into the more comfortable clothes of soeun that she lent you. the shirt and sweatpants were too baggy for you and you were kind of confused because soeun only liked fitted clothes and rarely wore baggy or oversized ones but you shrugged it off, assuming that maybe she's developed a liking for them now.
you walked out of the bathroom whilst wiping your hair with the towel, yawning. it was only seven in the evening but you felt kind of tired because you and soeun mostly worked on school works the whole day.
you found soeun walking up the stairs and she stopped when she saw you. "i'll be back, just gotta get something from my room, and also, dinner's almost ready." she informed with a grin.
you gave her a nod. "alright, i'll be right here." you said, giving her two thumbs up before turning your phone on and scrolling through the internet, lost on your own thoughts but were soon interrupted when you heard the front door opening.
you lifted your head up to see soeun's older brother, jeon jungkook walk in whilst focused on his phone, making his way to the stairs and failing to notice you standing there.
you've never really spoken to him nor hung out with him before. you just saw him and exchanged glances with him whenever you hung out with soeun at their house and he just happened to also be there at the same time or whenever he'd hang out with your older brother, jimin at your house.
feeling a bit awkward, you turned back to your phone, suddenly feeling tense. jungkook was a good looking, charismatic man with very attractive features and a fit body. he goes to the same school as you and soeun, along with jimin and almost all of the girls there are head over heels for him.
a lot would ask him out on a date or confess their feelings to him, but he'd always turn them down. you could say you've also had a crush on him— or still have, but that's something you'd never admit.
he noticed you, and smiled. it made you feel all butterflies in your stomach, butterflies that you've never felt before, the way his eyes lit up as his lips curled up into the smile that made your breath stop. you noticed him glancing over at your direction before he spoke.
"hello," he said with a soft voice.
a flush crept up on your face as you looked up at him. you returned the smile. this was the most interaction you had with each other. "hey." you said.
just then, his eyes flickered down at the clothes you were wearing and lifted a hand up to point at the shirt soeun had lent you. "is that my shirt?" he asked, staring at it.
you had thought that this was soeun's shirt, but it turns out, it was jungkook's. you kinda wanted the ground to swallow you whole right now. "oh.. i'm sorry, i thought this was soeun's shirt. she lent it to me..." you explained, rubbing the back of your neck sheepishly.
he was smiling. he seemed to find you and your situation to be quite amusing. his eyes roamed your face. it seemed like he liked what he saw. his smile widened and he shook his head, laughing at the same time.
"you should keep it on, it looks good on you."
his voice sent chills down your spine, the way his voice got softer as he spoke made you feel all flutter in your stomach. you blushed even more. the more you were around him the more your heart seemed to pound in your ears.
your eyes widened and your mouth hung open, your cheeks becoming redder. "h-huh?" was all you managed to say before he gave you a smile and turned to leave. you watched him as he disappeared up the stairs.
your heart felt so fluttery. your mind still processing what just happened and what he just told you. the way his smile got even brighter as he left made you feel like your whole body was shaking. you felt the heat in your body spreading throughout as you were blushing profusely, you felt like you would melt.
the next morning, you were ready to go home. you were waiting for soeun to come down from her room as she was getting ready right now to leave with you.
you sat on the couch, leg bouncing as you waited. just then, jungkook walked down the stairs with nothing on but just a pair of sweatpants and socks. he left his top bare, showing his tattoos and everything.
a flush crept up to your face and you immediately looked away, pretending that you hadn't just seen his shirtless body, but you couldn't help but look again.
your heart raced and your mind went blank as you saw his shirtless body. his physique was nothing short than eye-candy for you and it was all you could focus on. he had visible tattoos all over his arms up his shoulders, and you admired them in awe. a little sweat broke out on your forehead as you looked on.
his eyes then met yours and you cleared your throat. "by the way... your shirt, umm... i'll wash it and bring it back to you if you don't mind." you said, averting your gaze from him.
he nodded and smirked. it made you feel all dizzy. he took a step closer to you, reaching out to you and caressed your cheek, then ran his finger down to your chin. in a blink of an eye, he moved his fingers along your jawline to your ear and then the lower part of your ear and caressed it. you shivered as you felt his touch, your ears heating up from the touch of his warm finger.
"keep it." he mumbled before giving you one last cocky grin and walked inside the kitchen, leaving you dumbfounded.
[a/n] ⋆ — y/n is so lucky. anyways thanks for reading:)) reblogs are appreciated hehe (also, 'soeun' is pronounced as so-un, not so-woon, not so-yun, but so-un.)
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🍎 ｡:*• ─ SUMMER PLOTS. › ( a compilation of summer themed plot ideas I once posted on my indie rp blog. )
1. Summer road trip — just our muses traveling together with no fixed destination, going on adventures, exploring, watching sunsets and sunrises together, finding themselves and maybe even finding love ? Or falling out of it ? Maybe getting into some trouble ? ㅤ
2. Summer vacation — our muses were scammed and rented the same house at the same time. Unable to reach the landlord, and with none of them willing to give up the house, they now have to live together and put up with each other. Will they get along and find out they have much more in common than the same taste for houses, or will they get on each other’s nerves ?
3. Summer vacation — our muses’ significant others are siblings/best friends, so the four of them are going on vacation and staying together. What they don’t know is that our muses always had a huge crush on each other and/or dated in the past. Will our muses finally admit their feelings for each other and give in to them, or will they keep them hidden for the sake of their relationships ?
4. Summer cruise — our muses are on a luxurious cruise together and they’ve just met, or perhaps they’ve run into each other before and didn’t get along well. Suddenly, there’s a terrible accident and the ship is sinking, and all they have is each other to count on. Will they give in to panic, help the other calm down, worry about their well being or leave them behind ? And as they both reach the shore, they’re stuck on a desert island together. Will they cooperate to survive, find ways to ask for help, try to build a home, fall in love, completely get on each other’s nerves ? Basically, it’s a little “Titanic meets The Blue Lagoon”.
5. Summer camp — our muses are the new counselors at a summer camp where all sorts of strange things happen. From romance to disappearances and creepy horror, everything is allowed. ( This plot was inspired by AHS 1984. )
Genre: Best friends brother AU, BFB To Lovers, Fighter AU
Word count: 18k
Synopsis:
You want to disappear and sink into the ground—we're talking code red.
As a result of the horrible events of accidentally sending your nudes to your best friend's brother, your life appears to change drastically.
Beautiful, arrogant, and quickly developing into a star fighter—many factors should prevent you from falling for Jeon Jungkook.
For years, you've kept your feelings for him a secret. Yet, ever since he has seen you in your underwear, it can become difficult to conceal your emotions when you see him practically daily.
A/n:
I finally did it! After days of writing late into the night, countless cups of coffee, and far too many rewrites to count. There were times when the plot refused to come together, the characters weren't cooperating, and I thought this story would remain forever unfinished.
Important! Please make sure to leave feedback, whether it's a comment or ask. It really helps me stay motivated.
Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for your love and enthusiasm for my silly little stories. Here's to the next adventure!
You had never expected a simple mistake to turn your life upside down.
It all started when you were trying to send a sexy picture to your best friend, as one does, but instead, you accidentally sent it to Jeon Jungkook, your best friend's brother.
Your heart sank the moment you realized what had happened, and you immediately tried to take it back, but it was too late. You had already sent Jungkook a nude picture of yourself.
There's nothing quite like that feeling of confidence and sexiness. It's a feeling that can be difficult to describe. When you feel good about yourself, you exude a certain energy that is contagious to those around you.
Taking a nude can be a powerful way to capture that feeling of confidence and self-love, whether it's a quick snap in the mirror or a carefully curated shot.
So when you sent Jungkook that pic; boobs out on display and only a pair of panties covering your privates, yeah, it was bad.
You and Jungkook were never close, but because of your friendship with Yeji, you saw him pretty much every day.
There was just something intriguing about the guy. Of course, he was handsome. But furthermore, there was a certain charm and arrogance to him in the best way possible.
You were just a normal college girl, but that doesn't mean your life was uneventful or uninteresting. In fact, you were very involved in a number of extracurricular activities, including volunteering at a local animal shelter every other weekend.
While you may not have been at the top of your class, you still had a deep love for learning and becoming successful.
Aspiring to be an architect like your dad was an obvious choice for you, given his talent and passion for the field, but you also had a keen interest in architecture overall. Your college years were a time of growth for sure.
Jungkook had always been a fighter at heart, and boxing was his passion. He trained tirelessly every day, pushing himself to the limit to become the best he could be. His hard work and dedication were beginning to pay off, as he quickly rose through the ranks to become one of the top boxers in all of South Korea.
From the moment you first saw him, you knew there was something special about Jungkook. Whether it was his good looks or his determination, he had a way of drawing people to him and you found yourself captivated by his every move. It was a way of life.
Jeon Jungkook lived and breathed boxing.
He was a beautiful man, with his sharp jawline and piercing gaze. Jungkook was arrogant, but he had good reason to be—he was developing into a star fighter, and his talent was undeniable. You had always admired him from afar, but you never thought you would be in this situation.
.
You stare at your phone in horror, fingers trembling. The little 'delivered' text under the message mocks you, confirming your worst fear: you've sent Jeon Jungkook, your best friend's brother, a nude.
You feel your face starting to burn with embarrassment, your mind racing as you struggle to think of what to do next. In a moment of desperation, you quickly dial your best friend's number. As the phone rings on the other end, you try to steady your breathing and prepare yourself for the conversation ahead.
Finally, Yeji answers, and you launch into a detailed explanation of everything that has happened.
"I accidentally sent Jungkook a nude!" You blurt out as soon as she picks up.
"Oh my god," Yeji gasps. You can picture her eyes widening in shock.
"Jungkook as in my brother?! That's disgusting!" Yeji fakes a gag. "Did he say anything?"
You groan, dragging a hand down your face. "I just sent it! I don't know, he hasn't replied yet."
"Okay, stay calm," she says, though her voice is shaking. "It was an accident, right? I'm sure he'll understand. Maybe it got lost in the internet or something."
Her reassurance does little to slow your racing heart. How could you have been so stupid? All these years you've kept your feelings for Jungkook locked away, and one absentminded slip of the finger could ruin everything.
You end the call with a knot in your stomach, dreading the moment Jungkook texts you back. When your phone finally buzzes, you squeeze your eyes shut and take a deep breath before looking.
Instagram: Itzy.all.inyeji liked your story
Rolling your eyes, you're sort of relieved that it wasn't Jungkook who replied to your message, you've never even texted the guy, how did you manage to fuck up so badly?
Clicking and the chat you heart sinks for the hundredth time that day; he'd left you on seen.
That's worse than just sending a simple "what the fuck" or "you crazy bitch"
You spend the next few hours obsessing over what he might be thinking, imagining the worst-case scenarios. You take a deep breath and open your messages, fingers trembling as you type out an apology to Jungkook. After a few moments of agonizing over the wording, you hit 'delete' and throw your phone across the room in frustration. You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding. How could you be so stupid.
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"It really can't be that bad, l mean, when did you even start taking nudes and-" Jimin leans closer to you as he raises a brow, "who did you want to send it to anyway, huh?"
You take a deep breath, feeling embarrassed by the situation. "I never intended to send a nude to anyone," you explain. "I had just taken the photo for myself, to feel more confident in my body. But then I thought, why not share it with Yeji? She's always told me to be more outgoing"
Jimin nods, understanding. "So what happened?"
"Well, I thought I sent it to her, but instead, it ended up in the chat of Jeon Jungkook," you say, feeling your face turn red with embarrassment.
"Her brother?!" Jimin yells a bit too loud
"I don't know how it happened! but now I feel exposed as fuck."
Jimin puts a comforting hand on your shoulder. "Well what did he say?" He asks, curious as to how someone would even react to that.
"That's the worst part!" Taking a sip from your coffee, you whisper-yell, "nothing, he said nothing! Nada, nichts!"
"It's okay, so what if that mister 'all muscle no brain' saw your boobs? He should feel grateful and privileged!" Jimin tries to comfort you but fails miserably.
You sigh and shake your head. "It's not about him seeing my boobs, Jimin. It's about the fact that he has a picture and could potentially share it with others. That would be so humiliating"
Jimin nods, understanding. “I see what you mean. We'll figure out a way to get that picture out of his phone.”
Appreciating Jimin's support, you feel a bit better knowing that someone is there to help you.
It's not like you hadn't asked Yeji to delete it for you whenever she got the chance to get to his phone in the first place. Unfortunately for you though, Jungkook had forgotten his phone at the gym, and now you were faced with the dilemma of how to get the picture removed.
You toyed with the idea of waiting for him to get the phone back home, but as time passed, you became more and more impatient with the situation. So now there was only one reasonable plan; ask Jungkook to politely remove the pic—ugh, who were you kidding? You were breaking into that damn gym, no matter the cost.
You glance at your reflection in Jimin's full-length mirror and ask incredulously, "are you kidding me?" You and Jimin are both dressed in black with face masks hiding your identities from any potential cameras or people nearby.
Jimin rolls his eyes and shrugs. "If you're going to ask me to do this shit that could land me in jail, at least let me do it looking good," he complains.
He had a point. After all, you were asking him to take a major risk. It was only fair that he be able to do so looking his best. Jimin was always concerned about his appearance, but it was understandable. Sort of.
Beyond that, Jimin had concerns about the plan itself. It seemed risky and ill-conceived. He had his doubts about whether it would even work.
Jimin looks at you, clearly annoyed. "I don't like the idea of doing anything illegal. It's risky, and it's not worth it." You nod, but you can see the reluctance in his eyes. "But if we're going to go through with this," he continues, "we need to be smart about it. We need to plan everything out, from start to finish, and make sure we don't leave any loose ends. Otherwise, we could both end up in trouble." You agree with him.
Jimin sighs and looks at you with a mix of annoyance and amusement. "I don't know why you always have to involve me in your crazy schemes," he says, shaking his head. "But if you really need my help-"
"I'm not asking you to do anything you dont want to," you interrupt, trying to keep your tone even. "I just need you to help me get access to Jungkooks phone. And you're the only one I trust to do it.”
You can't help but feel a little nervous about what you're about to do, but you try to push those thoughts aside and focus on the task at hand. After all, you both agreed to this plan for a good reason.
Jungkook was in the middle of a rigorous workout session. He was hitting the punching bag in front of him with all his might, his fists making a loud thudding sound each time they connected with the bag. His coach was standing next to him, offering words of encouragement and instruction. "Up, up, down, left, up," the coach instructed, urging Jungkook to hit even harder. Despite the difficulty of the workout, Jungkook was determined to push himself to the limit.
As he continued to hit, sweat dripped down his face and back. He had taken off his shirt, preferring to feel the cool air against his skin as he put his body through its paces. Even with his hair in a messy bun, he still managed to look amazing.
After a few more minutes of intense exercise, his coach called for a five-minute break. Jungkook nodded in agreement and made his way to his water bottle, taking long gulps of water to quench his thirst. Also taking a moment to check the time on his phone he realized that It was already 11pm on a Tuesday night, and he knew that he still had a long way to go before he could call it a day.
"Alright champ, good workout, you need to work on your breathing more though" Coach Park told Jungkook, hand hitting his shoulder as a goodbye, leaving him alone in the private gym room. It was now past midnight, and all Jungkook wanted to do was shower and fall into bed, that is until he heard noises from outside catching his attention. He wondered if it was Coach Park, but he knew that he never cleaned the gym this late at night.
His curiosity getting the better of him, Jungkook walked outside and analyzed the empty gym equipment in front of him, but there was no person in sight. Walking back in, Jungkook shakes his head and takes off his hairtie.
Finally, he reached the showers and took off his remaining clothes, putting the water on the coldest option. As he shivered under the cold water, he couldn't shake off the feeling that someone was watching him.
"Are you sure he's not here anymore?" Jimin asked, sounding unsure. "Yes, it's midnight Chim, who in their right mind would-" a cracking door caught both of your attention, making you hide behind the reception desk. You two watched as Jungkook looked around, having probably heard your bickering. When he finally walked back in, you cursed under your breath "shit". Jimin gave you an "I told you so" look, grabbed your hand, and pulled youf towards the front door.
Loosening yourself from his grip with wide eyes, you stare at him. "What are you doing?" You scolded. "Were leaving, Y/n this is crazy, if we get caught you'll look like a spycho bitch"
"You can leave," you scoff, "but I'm going to get that picture deleted off his phone," you say determinedly.
You walk straight to Jungkook's private boxing room with Jimin whining behind you as he follows. "You're lucky I feel cute in this," he says, referring to his outfit.
"Okay, listen," you say, turning to Jimin with a furrowed brow. "You're close with Hoseok, right?" You wait for a nod. "Good. Then go in and check his phone. I think Yeji said his pin was his birthday, 10997."
Jimin interrupts you with a laugh "dumbass", making you hit his chest. "What?" you ask, feeling a little defensive. "That's so obvious. Jungkook is actually stupid." Jimin continues to chuckle.
You hit him playfully and signal for him to stay quiet. "If he catches you, which he won't," you say, stopping him from interrupting you. "Just say that you thought Hoseok was here tonight."
Jimin gives you a look of disbelief, but eventually nods. "You're lucky I love you," he says teasingly before entering the room. You can't help but feel a little guilty for asking Jimin to do this, but you need to delete that picture.
Hoping that Jungkook would take his sweet time in the shower, you watch Jimin from outside the door.
You turn to Jimin and give him a thumbs up, urging him to continue looking for the chat.
Jimin fumbles with the phone, whisper-yelling at you to come help him. When you can still hear the sound of water running in the shower and you quickly jog to Jimin's side, looking down at the phone screen. "He doesn't even have my number saved in his phone," you huff, feeling a small piece of your pride falling away. Crushes can really make you feel the craziest things. "Okay, here it is. Delete it," you say nervously, watching as Jimin hits the 'delete' button just as you hear an unexpected sound from the bathroom.
"What the fuck"
Your heart races as you turn to look at a soaking wet, only in a towel wrapped, Jungkook.
"What the fuck are you guys doing?" Jungkook's voice boomed as he walked closer to you and snatched his phone from Jimin's grasp. You let out a whine as he came face to face with the chat and, well, your breasts.
His eyes widened as his mouth opened in shock, his gaze shifting from the picture to you. "What is this?" he asked, clearly confused, his brow furrowed as he played with his lip ring. You stumbled over your words, looking at Jimin for help, who was equally as confused.
When no one said anything for a while, Jimin decided to speak up. "Y/n accidentally sent you a nude, and now we're trying to delete it so you won't show it around, eventually ruining her life."
"Jimin!" You yelled out in shock, surprised that your best friend would expose you like this. Looking back up at Jungkook, you were close to tears, all of this was so embarrassing. "Why are you acting shocked anyway? It's not like you're seeing the picture for the first time," Jimin reasoned with Jungkook, who was still perplexed. Shaking his head, Jungkook cocked his head to the side. "It is, though. When did you even send this?" Jungkook turned to look back at his phone, his eyes lingering for a moment before he was jolted out of his concentration by you snatching the phone away from him, your fingers fumbling slightly as you worked quickly to delete the picture. You could feel his eyes on you the entire time, a weighty presence that made your stomach turn.
Finally, the picture was gone and you breathed a sigh of relief, your shoulders slumping slightly in relaxation. But even as you relaxed, you couldn't help but feel embarrassed and vulnerable.
You wished that you could take back the mistake, that you could erase the memory of that moment from both your mind and Jungkook's. But you knew that it was impossible, that you would have to deal with the humiliation and embarrassment that came with it.
"Are we in trouble?" Your quiet voice speaks up, barely audible. You look around the room, illuminated only by the flickering light, and try to make sense of your situation. You and Jungkook have known each other for over a decade now, and while you've shared many moments together, you've never actually talked more than 2 words to one another.
You can feel the weight of the silence between you, heavy with unspoken thoughts. You wonder if this moment could be the turning point that changes everything.
"Just leave"
-
"You're telling me that L/n Y/n sent you a pic of her tits?" Hoseok laughs in disbelief. "Damn man, you really got 'em lining up, huh?" he says, taking a sip of his drink before leaning back on Jungkook's couch. "That's crazy man," he adds, staring at Jungkook in disbelief.
Jungkook shakes his head, his mind still recovering from the incident that happened on Tuesday. He and you had known each other for years, but he had never seen you in a romantic way. He had always thought of you as his little sister's best friend, someone he occasionally saw on family dinners or his sisters sleepover parties. But when he received that picture of your amazing boobs, everything changed.
Suddenly, he began to see you in a new light, and he couldn't stop thinking about you. He wondered what other secrets you had, what other parts of your body were just waiting to be discovered. It was a dangerous game, he knew, but he couldn't help himself. He was hooked on the thrill of the unknown, the excitement of the forbidden.
"I don't know man," Jungkook admits, running a hand through his hair. "I've just never seen her as more than my little sister's best friend but now-" he trails off, throwing his head back in frustration. "Now I can't stop thinking about her."
Hoseok chuckles, shaking his head at Jungkook's predicament. "You're thinking with your dick, that's all," he says, taking another sip of his drink. "You're frustrated because all you've been doing is practicing, practicing, and practicing. You need to get laid, not a girlfriend. Trust me, it'll make all the difference."
“Coach says its good to have some pent-up tension for my upcoming fight, you know, so I can let it all out in the ring” Jungkook replies, lazily scrolling through his phone.
He'd been training for months for this fight, bettering his skills and studying his opponents.
“Do you do anything else than boxing? I feel like it's all you do” Hoseok crosses his arms, drink empty as he states at his friend. Jungkook chuckles, knowing that his friend had a point. While boxing was his main focus, he did make time for other hobbies and interests, such as playing video games and spending time with his family.
Jungkook took a sip of his drink, contemplating Hoseok's question. "Well, I do some running in the mornings to keep myself in shape. And I also do some weight lifting to build up my strength. But boxing is definitely my main focus right now. I want to be the best in my weight class, and that takes a lot of dedication."
Hoseok raised an eyebrow. "But don't you ever get bored of just doing one thing all the time? Maybe you should try mixing it up a bit, like I don't know, Actually enjoy life? When was the last time you went out to party, let alone had a girl."
Jungkook smiled. "Actually, I've been thinking about taking up martial arts as well." Hoseok nodded, rolling his eyes. "That's a great idea. Why dont you give up on life at this point." The irony was clear in his friends voice.
Jungkook grinned. "Apart from you, I actually have something I'm passionate about hyung, how's your job doing, huh?" Jungkook teases, knowing exactly how much his friend hated his 9-5 office job.
"Stop trying to change the topic, you know I'm just worried about you becoming some weirdo without any friends, what if you end up doing drugs"
-
As you lay down on Yeji's bed, you couldn't help but go on about how handsome and cute Jungkook is. Even though he's seen you naked, somehow seeing him this morning didn't feel awkward at all. It's possible that you were overthinking things after all.
Yeji, who was putting on chapstick next to you, immediately interjected, "I know damn well you're not talking about my disgusting brother right now." You both laughed at her comment before settling in for a much needed sleepover. As you browsed through Yeji's laptop, you stumbled upon a dating show that you both decided to watch.
The show was entertaining, but you couldn't help but daydream about Jungkook throughout.
The more you thought, the more you got the sense that you are still in the process of getting to know Jungkook. You wonder what it would be like to date him and whether he would make a sweet and affectionate boyfriend who would bring you flowers and chocolates. Or maybe he is more reserved when it comes to PDA and prefers not to show too much of it in public.
You wonder whether he would want you to come to his fights to cheer him on or whether he would prefer you to stay home. While you slowly realized that you didn't know much about Jungkook as you thought. Perhaps your initial attraction to him is based on just an idea or fantasy.
“Y/nnnn are you even watching the show?” your friend whines besides you, showing a handful of popcorn into her mouth. You smile, nodding as you focus your eyes and thoughts on the show.
Despite your appreciation for dating shows, your mind keeps drifting back to Jungkook. You wonder what he’s doing at the moment and if he’s thinking of you too. Maybe you can invite him to watch the show with you next time? No Y/n what are you even thinking.
In the meantime, you continue to enjoy the show and the company of your friend, occasionally sharing a laugh or a comment about what’s happening on screen.
"By the way," Yeji starts, looking up from her laptop and lowering the volume. "I've been meaning to ask you. Did you delete the picture from my brother's phone?" You feel a knot form in your stomach as you realize what she's asking. You remember Tuesday when you broke into the gym.
You had thought you had succeeded in deleting it, but now you're not so sure. What if somehow it's still on his phone?
Yeji looks at you expectantly, waiting for your response.
"I did" you tell her.
"Great, how did you do it?" she asks you, her eyes curious and full of wonder. She leans in, eager to hear every detail. "Did you ask him?" she asks, her curiosity peaked.
Swallowing you look anywhere but at her, "Jimin and I broke into the gym and took his phone while he was taking a shower"
"WHAT?!"
-
One reason why falling for your best friend's brother might be a bad idea is because it could potentially ruin the friendship. When you have romantic feelings towards someone, it can be difficult to continue to have a platonic relationship if those feelings are not reciprocated.
Yeah, no shit, you think as you scroll through wikihow, yes, you were that desperate.
Additionally, if a relationship with your best friend's brother were to end badly, it could create tension and awkwardness within your social circle. It's important to carefully consider the potential consequences before making any decisions.
Well, great, thanks for nothing.
You take a deep breath and shut your phone, feeling a sense of disappointment wash over you. As you look around your room, your eyes come to rest on a picture of Yeji and you at disneyland from 5 years ago, and your mind begins to wander.
You can't help but feel a sense of longing as you think about Jungkook again, your thoughts consumed by his handsome features and infectious smile. It's funny how a simple crush can have such a profound impact on one's daily life, filling even the most mundane moments with excitement and anticipation.
Excitement and anticipation, that will never lead to more than a quick 'hello' or 'bye'.
You have it bad for Jeon Jungkook, and there was just no right way to deal with it.
-
Jungkook stands in front of the punching bag, his gloves tight, and his muscles tense. Sweat drips down his forehead as he delivers punch after punch, his breathing heavy and laboured. As coach yells at him to go harder and faster, pushing him to his limits, Jungkook's frustration mounts as he feels like he's not making as much progress as he should be. Suddenly, the coach curses and leans against the big mirror. Jungkook can feel his heart rate increasing as he wonders what he's done wrong. "Jungkook, are you even trying?" the coach asks, his voice filled with warning.
"Of course I am," Jungkook snaps back, his temper starting to flare. He removes his boxing gloves and throws them on the ground in frustration. "I'm already much better than last week." Coach Park doesn't seem impressed. "You might be, but you're not better than yesterday or the day before, Jeon. You need to concentrate and push yourself if you want to see real progress. Don't be satisfied with just making a little bit of improvement." Jungkook takes a deep breath and nods his head. He knows the coach is right. He needs to focus on the present and work harder every day if he wants to reach his goals.
Jungkook begins to ponder about the things that have been causing him stress lately. One of these things is you. He wonders how it is that a simple picture could provoke such intense emotions within him. It wasn't just the picture itself, but the fact that he saw a vulnerable side of you that made his heart race.
He has always been told by his coaches over the years that there is no time for relationships when you are focused on your career. As a result, he has never really experienced a relationship in its fullest. He has slept around with various girls over the years, and he knows that he looks good. But he has never caught feelings for someone in the way that he has for you.
Were you the first person to make him feel this way? Perhaps it is the way you smile or the way you laugh that has captured his heart. Maybe it is the way you look at him or the way you support him when you go to his matches with his sister. Whatever it is, the thought of you fills him with a sense of longing and desire that he cannot ignore.
With Quick Hits, Jungkook seems to have found his rhythm again. His hits were getting harder and faster, unintentionally breaking the punching bag, causing it to fall to the ground. Coach Park was thrilled with his performance, and instead of scolding him, he clapped in pride. "Now that's how I want to see you in the ring next week, Jeon. No slacking. Just think with your fists and muscles." Jungkook smiled, nodding grateful for the praise. He had been working hard to get back into the groove, and it seemed like it was finally paying off. As he wiped the sweat off his forehead, he couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. After all, he had his sights set on the championship, and he wasn't going to let anything get in his way.
Not even a stupid crush
-
“You want me to come?” You ask, unsure of whether or not you want to attend Yeji's brother's match tonight. “Yes,” Yeji replies, looking at herself in the mirror as she gets ready. “Hoseok is gonna be there and I want to sit next to him,” she wiggles her eyebrows, making you laugh. You know that Yeji has had the biggest crush on her brother's best friend for ages now, and it's finally time for her to make a move. As you stand beside her, looking at yourself through the mirror, you ask, “So, what should I wear?” Yeji furrows her brows. “Since when do you care? Usually, you just put on some jeans and a shirt and call it a day.”
You panic for a moment, not wanting to appear too eager. “Uh, yeah, I mean, I don't know why I asked,” you awkwardly laugh. But then you think of an idea, “Actually, I was thinking of wearing a skirt and top tonight. What do you think?” Yeji's face lights up, “Yes! You should definitely wear a skirt! I have the perfect one for you!” She runs over to her closet and pulls out a beautiful, flowy miniskirt that perfectly matches your figure.
As Yeji begins to work on your hair and makeup, skillfully transforming you into a vision of beauty, you feel yourself relax under her expert touch, and the tension of the though of seeing Jungkook tonight begins to melt away.
As you look at yourself in the mirror, you can't help but feel a surge of confidence and self-assurance.
When you arrive at the match, Hoseok's eyes widen in surprise at the sight of you two. You catch his gaze and smile, nodding your head to Yeji and mouthing a "She's all yours" before disappearing to find your seats which were front row. You feel more confident than you have in a long time.
As you sit down on the cold, hard bleachers, you spot Jungkook talking animatedly to his coach not far from where you're seated. When your gaze meets from across the gym, he waves at you enthusiastically, a wide grin spreading across his face. You're shocked that he'd even acknowledge you in this way, but you find yourself waving back and smiling in return despite your surprise.
“Hey Y/n, didn't know you were coming to the fight today!” Jungkook speaks up, walking over from in front of you and startling you out of your thoughts.
“Oh, sorry you scared me,” you laugh sheepishly in response, hoping the heat rising in your cheeks isn't too noticeable. “Yeah, Yeji dragged me here to watch the game. It's not like it's my first time attending anyway, though,” you shrug nonchalantly, trying to make your smile appear more genuine and relaxed than you feel on the inside.
You're not sure why you feel the need to clarify that this isn't your first time watching one of his fights. Maybe you just want him to know that you do support him, even if you're not always able to attend. Either way, you hope he can't sense how flustered he's made you with such a simple greeting and question.
“That's true,” he laughs nervously, brushing his hair back as he avoids eye contact with you for a second. Clearing his throat loudly, he looks around anxiously at the full arena and then back at you. “So,” he starts hesitantly, “Are you excited? I'm really nervous if I'm being totally honest.”
Was Jeon Jungkook seriously trying to make awkward small talk with you right now?
You couldn't help thinking about the uncomfortable incident from last week; maybe he felt guilty and was trying to alleviate the tension between you two. “Um, listen, Jungkook,” you begin, “if this is about last week, I sincerely apologize for making things weird-” “No, not at all!” He interrupts you hastily. “I just wanted to, you know, chat. We haven't really talked in a while, and I thought it might be nice to catch up?” catch up?
He pauses and scratches the back of his neck sheepishly. “I feel like things have been kind of strange between us recently, and I don't want it to be that way.” Your heart softens at his words. Maybe you had misjudged his intentions; it seemed he genuinely just wanted to put the awkwardness behind you.
You offer him a small, reassuring smile. “okay, friends?” you hold out your hand in a gesture of reconciliation. He grins, looking visibly relieved, and grips your hand eagerly. “Friends.” The tension evaporates, and for the first time in a long while, you feel completely at ease talking with your best friend's brother.
Looking around the boxing arena, Jungkook's eyes scan the area for his coach, who was supposed to help him put on his gloves. However, he couldn't seem to find him anywhere. With a hint of desperation in his voice, he turns to you and hesitantly asks for a favor. "Hey, would you be able to help me out?" he asks, his eyes filled with hope. You nod, curious about what he needs help with. "I need someone to tighten my boxing gloves for me so they don't slip off when I'm fighting," he explains. "Do you think you could come to my dressing room and help me out real quick?-" he asks, interrupting himself to ensure that he isn't imposing on your time. "Only if that's okay with you" You agree, and he leads you to his dressing room, where you help him with his gloves.
As you work on getting the gloves on, your mind can't help but drift to the closeness of Jungkook's strong body. You notice how his breath quickenes when you touch his hand, and you can't help but feel drawn to him.
You're about to leave when suddenly, Coach Park enters the dressing room, eyeing the two of you suspiciously. "Jeon, you're on in 5 minutes," he says before leaving. "Well, good luck, I guess." You give him a tight smile and turn to leave, but Jungkook grabs your arm and pulls you close.
Confused by his own actions, Jungkook stares at you for a moment, his eyebrows furrowed in contemplation. He seems lost in thought, as if trying to come to a decision. Finally, he leans in, his eyes flickering with emotion, and presses his lips to yours. It's a gentle, tentative kiss at first, but soon becomes more passionate. You feel the wetness of his lips as they move in sync with yours, and the slight pressure of his lip piercing against your skin.
Your heart begins to race as you realize the depth of your feelings for him and the intensity of the moment. As you pull away, you can't help but wonder what this would mean in your relationship. If there was one in the first place.
When Jungkook pulls away, he locks eyes with you, his brows knitted as he processes what just happened. But just as suddenly as he kissed you, he disappears.
As you stood alone in Jungkook's dressing room, you couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. On one hand, you were still reeling from the kiss that had just taken place, your cheeks flushed and your heart racing. On the other hand, you were anxious about what would happen next, unsure of what his next move would be.
As you looked at yourself in the mirror, you tried to make sense of your feelings. Why had Jungkook kissed you? Was it just a ploy to distract him from the nervousness because of the fight? Or was there something more there? Despite your confusion, you couldn't deny the spark that had been ignited between you and Jungkook. It was as if the kiss had unlocked something more inside of you.
Jungkook ended up winning the fight, not only because of his exceptional fighting skills but also because of his sharp instincts and quick reflexes. The adrenaline rush from the kiss may have given him an extra boost of energy and motivation to come out on top.
Jungkook exhaled a deep breath and sluggishly made his way to the bathroom, feeling utterly exhausted from the intense fight. As he undressed himself, he couldn't help but notice the sweat on his body and hair.
Stepping into the shower, letting the warm water cascade down his skin, soothing his aching muscles, the fight had taken a toll on his body, but that wasn't the only thing that was bothering him. The kiss he had shared with you had left a deep impression on him, making him realize that there was something special between you two.
He lathered his hair with shampoo, humming a tune to himself, lost in his thoughts. The sensation of the water running down his body was comforting, and he took his time to savour the moment. Closing his eyes and letting his mind wander, he imagined what it would be like to spend more time with you.
As he stepped out of the shower, he couldn't help but think of only one thing, you.
Yeji ended up going home with Hoseok, entrusting you with the keys to her car so that you could drive to her house and get the remainder of your belongings before returning home. As you drove, the music from the radio gradually faded into the background. You couldn't help but smile to yourself as you thought about the wonderful night you had.
Once you arrived at Yeji's house, you used your spare keys to let yourself in and made your way to her room. The familiar scent of Yeji's perfume greeted you as you walked down the hallway. You looked around the house, admiring the pictures of Yeji's family and the cozy decorations that made the place feel like home.
Along the way, you couldn't help but overhear Jungkook humming in the shower. The sound sent shivers down your spine, as the last thing you wanted was to encounter him after what had happened.
You tried to ignore the sound and continued walking. As you quickly gathered your belongings, you suddenly found yourself face-to-face with Jeon Jungkook.
Your heart raced as you tried to keep your composure, but his piercing gaze made it difficult. You could feel the tension in the air, and you knew that you had to get out of there as soon as possible.
"Hey, Y/n," he says with a laugh. "So is sneaking into places your new hobby or...?" You smile and raise your hands in defeat. "Just here to get my stuff. Yeji left with Hoseok."
Jungkook doesn't seem to want to let you go just yet. Grabbing your hand just as you were about to leave "Y/n, about that kiss earlier..." he starts, but before he can finish, you interrupt him. You don't want to get any more embarrassed than you already are. "It's fine," you say, trying to sound nonchalant. "It was in the heat of the moment. Don't worry, I already forgot about it." Despite your attempt to brush off the situation, you can't help but feel a sense of awkwardness between the two of you. You stand there, waiting for him to say something else, hoping for the best. But when nothing comes, you give him a tight-lipped smile and leave.
He whispered, "y/n," but you were no longer there to answer. He rubbed his hands over his head in frustration, sighing deeply as he made his way to his bed.
Lying down, Jungkook tried to find comfort in the embrace of slumber, but it was no use. His mind was preoccupied with thoughts of you and the events that had led up to this moment. He couldn't help but replay the kiss in his head, trying to find a way to make things right. As the hours ticked by, he tossed and turned.
Would you come back to him? Was there anything he could do to win you over? These questions plagued him until the sun began to rise, and he knew that he had to face another day without having you by his side.
-
"Good morning sunshine,” Jimin said with a smile as he walked into the coffee shop where you worked. Ordering a large latte, he sat down near the counter so he could talk to you as you worked.
“So, Mr. ‘no brain cells’ won yesterday's fight, huh?” Jimin said, taking a sip of his coffee. You nodded and continued taking another customer's order as Jimin watched you. After a few minutes of small talk, Jimin noticed that something was bothering you.
“Something's wrong. Tell me what's wrong,” he urged, concerned. You hesitated for a moment, but then decided to tell him.
"I think I kissed Jungkook"
Jimin's eyes widened, and he nearly choked on his coffee. “You think?!” You rolled your eyes at his dramatic reaction. “No, we kissed,” you said, clarifying the situation. Jimin was surprised, but he listened as you told him more about what had happened.
You went on to describe the events of the previous night, how you had gone to Jungkook's dressing room to help him out ended up kissing him—well he kissed you.
You were surprised, but at the same time, it felt right. As you recounted the details to Jimin, you realized that you were still processing your feelings about what had happened. You weren't sure what it meant for your relationship with Jungkook or even what it meant for yourself. Jimin listened patiently, offering words of support and encouragement.
“I mean isn't it good? That you guys kissed? It means that Jungkook likes you in some way” Jimin encourages, but you shake your head. Although you enjoyed the kiss, you are still uncertain about Jungkook's true feelings. Perhaps, he was just confused and did not want to hurt your feelings. You continue to ponder the situation as you take another customer's order.
You wonder if you should talk to Jungkook and ask him about his intentions. Would it be awkward to bring it up?
“So he kisses you to let out his frustration? Y/n come on, he liked you!” Jimin insists, trying to convince you that Jungkook's feelings are genuine. You can't help but wonder if Jimin is right. Could it be possible that Jungkook was interested in you?
Maybe you should observe how Jungkook behaves around you in the future. As you continue working, your mind keeps drifting back to the kiss. It was sweet and unexpected. Maybe you should kiss Jungkook again and see how he reacts. But what if he doesn't feel the same way? You don't want to ruin your friendship or whatever it is that you have with him. You decide to take it slow and be patient. Time will tell if Jungkook has any romantic interest in you.
-
Hoseok and Jungkook were at the gym, getting ready for their workout. As they were stretching, Hoseok decided to tease Jungkook by saying, "I kissed your sister yesterday."
Jungkook groaned, "Dude, don't tell me that stuff. It's disgusting." not amused. Feeling a bit awkward, he couldn't help but look away. As he turned to the mirror to distract himself, he thought about how much he had been working out lately. He flexed his muscles, admiring the definition that was starting to show. It was hard work, but he knew it was worth it to reach his fitness goals.
Knowing that Jimin had already spilled the beans, Hoseok asked Jungkook if there was anything he wanted to share. Jungkook only shrugged and replied, "No, everything's cool." However, Hoseok wasn't convinced and probed further, "Are you sure? You didn't kiss anyone, too?"
Jungkook's head snapped around, his eyes wide with surprise. "Who told you?" he asked, his voice laced with a hint of suspicion. It was clear that he was not expecting anyone to know about what had happened.
"Jimin"
"Listen dude, you obviously like her, why not go for it” Hoseok asks, frustrated with his best friend. Sighing, Jungkook looks down, "It's not that easy. If I let myself be vulnerable, then I can kiss my career goodbye. I have worked so hard to get where I am, and I don't want to jeopardize it just because of a girl."
Hoseok nods understandingly, "I get it, but think about it this way, having someone who supports you can actually help your career. She can be your rock and your motivation, someone who understands the struggle and is there to help you get through it. Besides, having a girlfriend or a partner is not a hindrance to success."
"it can even improve your overall well-being and happiness, man, which can benefit to better performance in your career." He finishes
Jungkook thinks about it for a moment, picking up the heaviest weight he can find, "You have a point there, but I still don't know if I'm ready for a relationship." Hoseok pats his back, "Take your time, but don't close yourself off to the possibility. You never know. She might be the one."
-
As you dance around your apartment with music playing on your laptop, life's weirdness starts to catch up with you. You're aware that you need to get back on track with college, but right now, you need to focus on yourself.
After a long day of work, you decide to treat yourself to some relaxation by taking a warm bath. You light a few candles and pour yourself a glass of your favorite red wine to set the mood. You happily soak in the tub while enjoying the soothing sounds of Taylor Swift's music playing from your speakers. As you begin to unwind and let your thoughts wander, you hear a series of knocks on your front door, which startles you out of your calm state.
At first, you considered ignoring it, thinking it might just be the neighbour's kids playing "knock, knock, ginger." But when the knocking persists, you quickly wrap yourself in your bathrobe and make your way to the door, wondering who could be visiting you at this time of the evening.
To your surprise, it's Jungkook standing there with an intense look on his face.
"I can't stop thinking about it,"
"I- Jungkook what are doing here” you whisper, covering yourself up more with the robe as you stare at the older. Jungkook steps closer, his eyes full of emotion. "The kiss, I can't stop thinking about it," he repeats, clarifying your confusion. You shake your head, trying to comprehend what he's saying. “Why? I thought-"
"I don't know what you thought, but it's all wrong. You got the wrong idea," he interrupts, looking down. He takes a deep breath and continues, "I didn't kiss you because I wanted to distress. I kissed you because I couldn't resist the urge to feel your lips on mine."
You still don't know what to say, but you feel a sense of relief wash over you as you realize that he doesn't regret the kiss. "So, what now?" you ask, hoping that this isn't the end of whatever it is that you both share. "I don't know," he admits, his voice barely above a whisper. "But I do know that I want to be with you-"
Jungkook's face fell as you interrupted him in the middle of his sentence. You could see the confusion and disappointment in his eyes as he tried to understand why you were stopping him from speaking. It was clear that he had been about to say something important, something that he felt needed to be said.
You knew what he was going to say, and you couldn't let him do it. You knew that it would only lead to trouble, and you couldn't bear the thought of losing your best friend, who happened to be Jungkook's sister. But as you looked at Jungkook, you could see the pain in his eyes, and you knew that you had hurt him.
You felt tongue-tied, unable to articulate your thoughts. Finally, you spoke up, trying to ease the tension. "I'm sorry, Jungkook. I didn't mean to upset you. It's just that...well, you know-"
His brows furrow now, tongue playing with his piercing as he stares at you. You can feel the tension between the two of you. "Fuck I knew this was a bad idea," he mutters, turning to leave. You feel a pang of regret as you watch him walk back to his car. You know you have hurt him, and you also know that he might never come back. "Jungkook," you say, watching him walk away, but it was too late, he was gone. As you stand there, you know that this is not the end of it. You will have to face him again.
The following day, Jungkook was still feeling restless as he trained. His fists pounded against the punching bag with an intensity that left indents in the material. He couldn't shake off his frustration and confusion. After all, you had reciprocated the kiss, so why were you suddenly pushing him away?
He wondered if the age difference between you was causing a problem, but that seemed unlikely given that it was only a 2-year gap. You had mentioned that his sister was the issue and that you didn't want to lose her. Jungkook understood your concern, but he wasn't going to let that happen in the first place.
As he thought about all of this, Coach Park's voice suddenly broke through his thoughts. "Jungkook, concentrate! You're using the wrong technique," he said sternly.
As he tried to refocus his attention on his training, his mind kept drifting back to you. He wondered if there was anything he could say or do to convince you to give him a chance. Maybe if he showed you how much he cared for you, you would see that his feelings were genuine.
He was determined to make things work between the two of you, no matter what obstacles stood in their way.
“Your next fight against Seo is in only 2 weeks and you're still on the same level as last week” Coach Park yelled, “focus Jungkook! Focus!”.
Jungkook could feel the pressure mounting as the fight approached. He had been training tirelessly for weeks, and yet he couldn't seem to improve. He knew he had to give it his all, but the fear of losing weighed heavily on him.
With frustration and anger, Jungkook pulled off his boxing gloves and threw them at the floor, leaving a big hole. He was tired and felt like he was hitting a wall. He had been pushing himself to the limit every day, but it seemed like he couldn't get any better. The stress of losing you was starting to get to him, and he couldn't help but feel like he was about to crack.
“Fuck this! I'm taking a day off” he swore, leaving his trainer perplexed. Jungkook knew he needed to clear his mind and take a break from the endless grind of training. He needed to find a way to get his head back in the game and come back stronger than ever before. He needed you.
As Yeji applied her makeup and got ready for her date with Hoseok, she couldn't help but tease you about your lack of a love life. "Go out and have some fun," she suggested, giving you a playful nudge. You declined, insisting that you were fine, but Yeji wasn't convinced. "Why not try dating around a bit?" she pressed. "It couldn't hurt to put yourself out there." She went on.
"Do you still have that crush on my brother? You should go out"
"You two have been so tense lately," she observed, making a face. "But seriously, you need to take a break from all the work and studying. Maybe try a new hobby or explore a new part of the city. Life is too short to spend all your time cooped up in the library!”.
You take a deep breath and nod, realizing she might be right. You've been so focused on your studies and work that you haven't had much time for anything else. Maybe it's time to try something new, something that could help you relax and find some balance in your life.
But as Yeji brings up the topic of your being lonely, you feel a pang of discomfort. It's true that you don't have much experience, and you often find yourself spending long hours alone in the library, but you've never really thought about it as being lonely. You've always been introverted and independent, and you've never felt the need to have a lot of people around you. But Yeji's question makes you wonder if you're missing out on something, if there's a whole world of experiences you're not having because you're too used to being alone.
You smile weakly at her, not quite sure how to respond. Maybe it's time to open yourself up to new people and new experiences. Maybe it's time to take a chance and see what life has to offer beyond the walls of the library.
You completely brush off her suggestion of dating her brother, even though she was well aware of your secret crush with him - she had been your closest friend for as long as you could remember, after all. But you had yet to tell in her about the kiss you had shared with Jungkook just before the fight.
“I really should be on my way, I have to head into work in an hour,” you tell her, embracing her tightly before heading for the door.
The café was rather empty today, giving you time to relax and do nothing but daydream. You gazed outside the window, watching the birds playing around in the trees, the sun rays shining down on the green leaves.
The radio music was playing in the background as you cleaned the coffee machine, humming along. Suddenly, the opening of the door interrupted your relaxation, making you look up to find the person you didn't want to see at this moment. Jungkook.
Your heart raced as you tried to keep your cool. “Jungkook, what are you doing here?” You sighed, watching as he panted heavily. “I need to talk to you, now”. You shook your head, “I can't, I'm working-”. “Just 2 minutes, please” he begged, with a look of desperation in his eyes.
You hesitated for a moment, torn between your work and your feelings for him. Finally, you gave in and walked to a quiet corner of the cafe where you could talk.
Your heart thumped in your chest as you struggled to maintain your composure. “Jungkook, what are you doing here?” you asked with a sigh, observing as he gasped for air. “I need to speak with you, immediately,” he said.
You shook your head, torn between your responsibilities at work and your deep affection for him. “I can’t. I’m in the middle of my shift,” you replied, despite the urge to drop everything for him.
“Just two minutes, please,” he begged, his eyes conveying a sense of desperation and longing that made your knees weak.
You hesitated, conflicted by your duties and your feelings. Eventually, you gave in to your heart and led him to a quiet corner of the cafe where you could have a private conversation.
As much as you wanted to deny him, you knew that you would always make time for Jungkook, no matter what else was demanding your attention. He had a hold on you that you couldn’t break, even if you tried.
“I can't stop thinking of you-” he starts, his eyes burning into your soul as he speaks with an intensity you've never seen before. “and before you say anything, I just need you to hear me out.” He pleads. “Ever since that kiss, I haven't been able to get you off my mind. I don't know how or why, but everything changed in that moment. I can't focus, I'm distracted from my training, and all I can think about, all I want, is you.” He continues, his words flowing quickly.
“You've consumed every thought I have, and I find myself dreaming of your smile, replaying that kiss over and over. I know this is crazy and we barely talk to each other, but I've never felt this way about anyone. Because you're all I think about now, and I don't ever want to stop.”
His eyes search yours, looking for a sign that you feel the same way about him. “Say something, anything,” he pleads, his heart on the line. Your eyes, shimmering with unshed tears, meet his gaze full of hope and love. You feel overwhelmed with emotion, as if you are about to burst with feelings you have never experienced before.
You take a deep breath and try to gather your thoughts, willing your tongue to move. You feel like you are in a dream. You look at him once more, taking in every detail of his face, from the curve of his lips to the glint in his doe eyes.
Finally, you speak, your voice barely above a whisper. “Jungkook,” you say, “you have no idea how much I care about you." You pause, taking in his stunned expression. “I don't know where this will lead us," You take his hand, feeling his warmth seep into your skin. “I want to be with you, Jungkook,” you say, your heart swelling with affection.
“Will you let me?” he asks. "Will you let me be your boyfriend?"
-
"Looking great, babe," Jungkook comments as you walk into his private room at the gym wearing his hoodie, which he insists looks better on you. "I thought I was late and you had already started," you sigh, gripping his shirt as you pull him down to give him a kiss.
"Nah, I needed to wait for my girl to come watch me," he winks, earning a gag from Yeji who was right behind the two of you. "Yeez, get a room. You guys are disgusting," she teases.
Raising an eyebrow, you turn to look at her. "I remember you being the one to hook up with Hoseok in the bathroom while I was in your room last week," you say with a smirk.
“Okay guys, gotta run, Hoseoks waiting outside for me, see you later” and gone was Yeji, leaving you all alone with Jungkook. You looked up at him, admiring his strong build and the way his muscles flexed as he moved. You couldn't help but feel a sense of pride knowing that this was your boyfriend, and that he was so dedicated to his fitness and training.
“So..” you start, hugging his arm as you look up at him with only love in your eyes. You felt safe and secure in his presence, and you knew that he felt the same way about you. “So what?” he asks, pecking your nose as he makes his way to the punching bag, giving it a few light hits.
You watch as he begins to warm up, stretching and working out his muscles before diving into his routine.
As you watch him train, you feel a sense of excitement building within you. It's the first time he's letting you watch him train, and you can't wait to see what he's been working on. He knows that you'll be proud of him, just as he is proud of you.
Jungkook has always been a fitness enthusiast. And you have always admired his dedication to fitness. Recently, you have been able to observe him more closely during his workouts, and you can't help but feel excited about it.
You cheer when Jungkook finishes his first set, and he acknowledges you with a small but shy smile. You offer him a bottle of water and kiss him on the cheek, complimenting him on his amazing performance. "Wow," you say, "that was really impressive. You're going to have to teach me how to do that sometime!" Your boyfriend shakes his head and laughs. "You want to fight against Jeon Jungkook?" he asks incredulously, referring to himself. "He's a 10-time gold medal winner, you know." Despite his teasing, you remain determined. "I don't care," you say, hitting his chest playfully. "I bet I could beat you if I had some training." Jungkook smiles at your enthusiasm and agrees to teach you some basic moves later.
The day seems to pass quickly, and before you know it, Jungkook is already walking you home. You both chat about how the day went, the things that you've been up to and as you reach your doorstep, you feel a slight disappointment that your time together is already over. You ask Jungkook if he wants to come in but he shakes his head "gotta shower" he declines.
"Hey, you can always shower at my place," you say, unsure of how he would react. Jungkook seems to consider it for a moment before he smirks and walks closer squeezing your ass, teasing, "You want to take a shower with me, huh?"
You laugh and blush, feeling a little embarrassed. "I never said that," you protest, but both of you know that's exactly what you want.
-
You find yourself seated on the bleachers, watching Jungkook hit a guy you don't remember the name off repeatedly in the ring. He was doing amazingly, every hit being though out to perfection. With each punch thrown, the crowd roared with excitement. You could feel the energy in the air, electrifying and contagious. You couldn't help but cheer for Jungkook as he landed another punch, and another, and another.
Finally, after months of hard work and preparation, the moment had finally arrived. The crowd was on the edge of their seats. All eyes were on the competitors, and the tension was high as they waited for the announcement of the winner.
As the announcer counted down, the fighters held their breath, waiting for the moment they had been working towards. When the announcement finally came, the crowd erupted into cheers, and the winner, Jeon Jungkook, was lifted up on the shoulders of his supporters.
It was a moment of triumph, not just for Jungkook, but for everyone who had supported him along the way. His hard work and dedication had paid off, and he had achieved something truly remarkable. The National Seoul Championship 2023 would always be remembered as the moment that Jeon Jungkook proved himself to be a true champion.
You couldn't believe it. Tears welled up in your eyes as you watched your boyfriend, the champion, stand victorious in the ring. You ran up to him, your heart overflowing with joy and pride, and hugged him tightly. His bare chest, coated with sweat, pressed against yours as you congratulated him and gave him as many kisses as you could.
As he held the almost 4-foot trophy in his hand, Jungkook hugged you back, his smile never leaving his face. “We did it,” he breathed out against your lips, “No Jungkook, you did it,” you corrected him, pecking his lips. Shaking his head, Jungkook laughed. “I wouldn't be here without you,” he said, his eyes filled with love and gratitude.
➭ summary: in which jungkook is a successful solo idol and your his long time girlfriend that he hasn’t seen in almost two months. again. it’s starting to feel like your more like distant friends more than lovers so when you unexpectedly disappear, jungkook goes the distance to try to find you.
➭genre: solo idol jk x reader, drabble
➭warnings: none really. a little angsty and depressing. there’s a couple bad words
➭note: first post🥳 | heard a snippet of the acoustic version of ‘car outside’ and this was the outcome sooo feedback would be appreciated.
Jungkook’s eyes begin to strain as he stared at the blue screen with wide and glossy eyes. He didn’t care how badly he was damaging his eyes. It didn’t even cross his mind for a second. He could barely process the information that was on the screen. But still, he stared at it in disbelief. How could he care about himself when the most important person he cared about was missing?
‘nearest train station’
‘train tickets to Daegu’
According to your laptop that was the last thing you had googled. The last time you had used it being almost an hour ago.
His heavy heart sank. Would the train be gone by now?
No. He didn’t want to think of the possibility that you actually left him. You two had always talked about going to Daegu together. Going out to hotels and spending the days happily touring together.
Jungkook’s throat ran dry as he thought about the word touring. When was the last time he actually spent quality time with you? He had just came back from a month tour, promoting his new solo album. He had spent weeks prior getting ready for it and his schedule became full in an instant.
He felt bad and had always planned on making up for lost time as soon as he was done. He knew that after his company would leave him alone for once and he was set on making you his top priority after.
He always made sure to call you at least once a day when on tour, or send little gifts and things to the house in an attempt to cheer you up.
Jungkook glanced around the room, some of his latest gifts not even out of the box. At first, he was constant with the calls and gifts. They would be sweet and meaningful. But as the tour continued the more tired he got. His calls were short and late at night and his gifts became small and less frequent.
His stomach swelled with guilt at the thought. How could he do this to you? Abandon you, make promises, and give you false hope. He remembered the words he said to you to cheer you up.
‘It’ll be over soon before you know it.’
‘When I get back we’ll have the best nights of our lives.’
‘I promise to call you more babe.’
‘I promise I’m fine babe, everything will go back to normal when I’m done.’
‘Stop fucking freaking out so much.’
Most of the time, his mind was clouded by exhaustion and pressure he forgot about the things he said. It felt like all the nights before he slept was like a drunken blur. All he could remember was being on stage and wanting to do good for his fans.
Well now he remembered. All the dry talks between you two. All of the half hearted things he said while slurring, barely awake. Sometimes almost yelling at you whenever you spoke to loud or to much. It was clear as time went he became more moody and distant.
He felt sick.
On the king sized bed, next to the earlier gifts laid your phone. No wonder you hadn’t been answering your phone. Did you really go the extra mile to leave everything at home?
No, he thought again. This must mean your in the house. Maybe the shower, or you went for a walk. Why would you leave your phone?
He tapped on the screen as it lit up. His handful of text showed on the screen. Your phone was almost dead and seemed completely untouched.
12:02AM
Even though he knew you never took showers this late, he went to the master bathroom to take a peek. Nothing. There was limited places you could be hiding, and he had already checked the place once he realized you weren’t home when he first arrived. You weren’t ANYWHERE. Not even in the guest bedroom.
Now he was really starting to panic as realization set in. He had screwed up. He had played with your emotions. He had left you one to many times. Now you were leaving him.
Now he was feeling everything that you had been for the past month and a half, and every other time a big event happened. He felt abandoned, sad, ditched and empty. How the fuck did he not realize what he was doing? How did he not realize how you were feeling? Why didn’t you talk to him? Did you? Not like he could really remember if you had.
‘nearest train station’
He clicked on your past search to see the exact responds. Shit. It wasn’t that far from the house. Only fifteen minutes to be exact. And you had been ghosting him for an hour.
He sprung into action at the realization. He would just had to hope that the train didn’t leave yet. To just hope that you went to early or that you had changed your mind.
He jumps into his car. Not caring that he wasn’t even supposed to be out this late, especially not in his recognizable purple car. Something even his fans knew was his prized possession since he and your favorite color was purple. In his purple car he felt like any other normal person. Especially when you were in the car with him. Now if just felt empty.
He practically sped to the train station (he actually did go over the speed limit a little), immediately parking his car in a random lot before booking it inside the large building.
Inside, he is immediately hit by a sense of bustling activity and the sound of people rushing to catch their trains as his eyes try to scan to look for you. Even though it’s early in the morning, there’s still a bunch of people.
Even when it’s a little dark inside the station since the sun isn’t up yet, he can spot a variety of posters and signs, displaying information about train schedules, destinations, and services available at the station.
He runs to the board, looking for the word Daegu and the color from his face drains when he finds it. The last train to Daegu had left at 11pm. Almost an hour ago. And what’s even worse is that he couldn’t even get a ticket till six.
He almost growled at the board out of anger. What he wasn’t going to do was sit around for five hours while you would be at a foreign place with no phone and nothing to defend yourself with. Especially since you were arriving at such a late time. He was not going to sit around when he had a perfectly good private jet.
Jungkook didn’t care who he woke up. He was the most successful man under his company and getting even more popular around the world. If he wanted a private jet ready at twelve o clock, he was going to get it.
Jungkook would be arriving to Daegu a big whopping thirty minutes before you, and it would take him a decent amount of time to get to the train station you would be arriving it. In short, Jungkook was seriously cutting it short.
If he was even a second to late, you’d disappear into the sea of people and his chances of finding you would decrease drastically by the minute.
Despite being exhausted and sleep deprived, Jungkook couldn’t sleep on the jet. He couldn’t sleep, couldn’t eat. All he could do is refrain himself from tearing out his own hair by repeating calling your number, listening to your voice mail for comfort since he knew you wouldn’t answer.
Once his phone had died, all he had was his thoughts. The depressing feeling of sorrow and loss took over him as he cried his eyes out. He missed you and he hated that he drew you away. He hate that he hurt you. He couldn’t imagine a life without you. He wanted to marry you for God’s sake. He felt like his chest was crashing the more he was away from you.
Finally, after he arrived he had a car waiting for him to take him to the train station. He had requested the same purple car he had left back at home, it didn’t feel right picking you up in an all black shaded windowed limo. Whenever you both went somewhere you took that car. You two had spent camping trips and dinner dates in that car. Sure it was newer and wasn’t his car but it was close enough.
He drove himself to the train station and ran inside the building as fast as he could. His face was hidden with a hat and mask as he tried his best to blend in with the people while still desperately trying to reach the platforms.
When he did, he saw one train already letting off a load of people. Jungkook immediately grew terrified. Did you already get off? Did he already lose you? A million thoughts ran through his head as his eyes started to water again.
He didn’t stop walking till he was at the front of the platform, watching as the people who got off with smiles reunited with family members or friends.
Jungkook watched the train empty, looking through the windows in hopes of getting a glimpse of you still inside. But it was mostly empty. You must of been one of the first people to get off. You must of been in a rush to get away from him. To start over. To leave him like he had done you.
Jungkook’s heavy head dropped, looking straight at the ground with closed eyes as tears started to fall. Grieving over the loss of his soulmate. And he could only blame himself.
He wished he could turn back time and do things differently, but he knew that was impossible. All he could do now was try to pick up the pieces of his shattered life and move forward, even though he had no idea how to do that without his wife by his side. But he would always missing you piece of his life..
“Jungkook?”
Jungkook’s body immediately froze at his name. The voice was behind him and spoke with a shaky voice but he was positive it sounded just like you. Was his mind fucking with him? Did he actually hear your voice? For the first time in a month? Were you still here? Did he still have a chance?
He swallowed a lump in his throat as he turned around, a little cautious. His breathing stopped when he met your red eyes. It was you. Only a couple steps away from him. You looked different. More skinny, you had on older clothes. Not the ones he bought you. And he could tell by your tear stained cheek and puffy eyes that you had been crying for a while. But you still looked beautiful. He missed your eyes, your touch, your smell..
Without giving it a second thought, he jumped towards you. His arms immediately wrapped around you as he gave you a tight hug and held you. His tears were spilling more violently as he sobbed into you. Relief rushed through him as he held you. You didn’t push him away, but you didn’t exactly hug him either. But he didn’t care. As long as he got to hug you. He was scared of letting you go. He didn’t want you to leave, and he didn’t want to leave either.
“I’m so sorry, Y/N.” He managed to choke out and soon enough you began to cry with him, becoming emotional in his arms. “I’m so fucking sorry.” He repeated, the first genuine words he said to you in a while. Your familiar soothing smell with the warmth of your small figure stopped him from having a full out panic attack.
“Jungkook I—“ you started to speak but he quickly shook his head, pulling away to analyze your face. He looked into your eyes with such relief and care but sadness still filled his expression. He was still scared you wouldn’t forgive him. That he had still lost you.
“I’m terrible Y/N. I didn’t realize just how much I let my job take over my life. Our life. I missed you Y/N I really did. I love you. I love you more than myself. I don’t wanna leave you anymore.” He said quickly pulling you back into a tight embrace, and this time he almost melted when your arms wrapped around him. He wanted to say so much more but he couldn’t form the words. It was paining him just seeing you cry.
“Please, give me a second chance to fix things. I’m not going anywhere without you Y/N.” He said, his desperate words spoken in a firm voice. He wanted to let you know just how serious he was about his words.
“Don’t promise anything..” you mumbled. The first proper-ish sentence you’ve said the whole time. He missed your voice, it wasn’t the same over the phone but your words stung. Did you not trust him? Did you think he would abandon you? Cause if so he’d get on his knees and propose to you right there.
“I just don’t want you to leave. I don’t want to leave you.” He sobbed into your shoulder honestly. Jungkook had always been a little shy with crying, even in front of you. But he was willing to expose himself to you. To let you know how he really felt.
“I-I won’t. Leave..” You choked out in a low voice and Jungkook was immediately over the moon. All his worries and fears washed away at your words. “I love you.” You spoke, this time in a stronger but gentle voice as his grip loosened a little around you.
He responded by pulling down his mask and kissing you with starving lips. His arms wrapped around your waist as he pulled your body against his. You kissed him back, melting in his touch as the world around you disappeared. You both had missed each others touch and you practically cried of happiness at the familiar warmth of his lips on yours.
When you pulled away to catch your breath, Jungkook leaned his forehead so it was touching yours. He closed his eyes and took everything in as he continued to hold your waist. Never would he be leaving you again. Never.
— A YEAR LATER —
“You ready for the tour baby?” Jungkook asked you in a gentle and soothing voice when he slithered behind you, wrapping his arms around you and putting his head on your shoulder. He gave you a kiss on your neck as he watched you pack your large suitcase.
“Absolutely. I can’t wait to visit all the different places.” You said with a wide smile as you leaned into his touch. When Jungkook cleared his voice you giggled. “And watch you preform of course.” A satisfied smirk showed on his lips at your response.
“Well I’m glad your happy.” He replied with a warm smile, his voice filled with joy and happiness.
Because what you didn’t know was that on the last day of the tour in Daegu, Jungkook was going to propose to you after singing Still With You.
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➸ “Use a comma when a dialogue tag follows a quote,” he said.
“Unless there is a question mark?” she asked.
“Or an exclamation point!” he answered. “The dialogue tag still remains uncapitalized because it’s not truly the end of the sentence.”
➸ “Periods and commas should be inside closing quotations.”
➸ “Hey!” she shouted, “Sometimes exclamation points are inside quotations.”
However, if it’s not dialogue exclamation points can also be “outside”!
➸ “Does this apply to question marks too?” he asked.
If it’s not dialogue, can question marks be “outside”? (Yes, they can.)
➸ “This applies to dashes too. Inside quotations dashes typically express—“
“Interruption” — but there are situations dashes may be outside.
➸ “You’ll notice that exclamation marks, question marks, and dashes do not have a comma after them. Ellipses don’t have a comma after them either…” she said.
➸ “My teacher said, ‘Use single quotation marks when quoting within dialogue.’”
➸ “Use paragraph breaks to indicate a new speaker,” he said.
“The readers will know it’s someone else speaking.”
➸ “If it’s the same speaker but different paragraph, keep the closing quotation off.
“This shows it’s the same character continuing to speak.”
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