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Ever After

Sequel of Sincerly, Yours

Type: fluff, angst, slight smut.

Pairings: Min Yoongi x F. Reader

Warnings: mentions of sexual activity, vulgar language, and alcohol use.

Summary: Yoongi proposing was supposed to be the start of a new path. You were living in Japan with the love of your life, but unexpected friendship and visitors causes tension between your relationship. Is Yoongi really the one?

Chapter 1

[lotustories]

Hello, I am back. Finally.

Quick question, how many of you want me to continue Define: Love. I lost interest in that one a bit, but I can finish if you’d like.

I want to continue the Lie to Me/Sincerely, Yours saga.

Please let me know, I would appreciate it.

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Sincerely, Yours.

Lie To Me sequel

Pairing: Yoongi x f. Reader

Type: fluff, angst, smut

Warnings: mentions of sex, alcohol use, vulgar language

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Completed.

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Lie To Me

Jung hoseok x F. Reader

Min Yoongi x F. Reader

Summary: Years of friendship with 7 boys, yet you were madly in love with 1. It wasn’t a secret to anyone, except him. He never saw you that way and until he got a girlfriend, you thought he did.

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11

Part 12

Part 13

Completed.

Sincerely, Yours.

[lotustories]

Hello, I am back. Finally.

Quick question, how many of you want me to continue Define: Love. I lost interest in that one a bit, but I can finish if you’d like.

I want to continue the Lie to Me/Sincerely, Yours saga.

Please let me know, I would appreciate it.

[lotustories]

Define: Love

Pairing: jungkook x f. Reader

Type: fluff, angst, possible smut

Warnings: rude behavior, vulgar language, and mentions of sexual activity, sexual harassment, and mentions of non consensual activity

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Chapter 5

You were off the next two days, so you haven’t had a chance to take jungkook the camera. It sat there on your work desk, the blue bag with a tiny bow, and the apology card sticking out the top. Sunday nights always dragged, you had no plans, and you were bored beyond point. 5:50pm the clocks bright red numbers blurred your vision.

You: hey, V. jungkook working today?

no reply.

V: yes! We are slammed. Would you mind coming in?

a part of you got happy they asked, but you couldn’t tell if it was because you were bored or because jungkook was working. You changed quickly and grabbed the bag sitting on your desk. You quickly headed to the diner. Your hair bouncing as you practically sped to it. When you walked in, Jungkook’s eyes immediately met yours as he held the notepad in his hand. You couldn’t tell if he was relieved to help with the customers or just happy to see you.

You quickly clocked in and placed his gift in the back room. Attending to the customers as quickly as you could. “Thank you for coming in! Don’t know why we’re so slammed.” V ran food to the tables, you holding a tray of empty dishes. “Hey, baby.” A hand traveled your waist, pulling your attention away from V. “Why don’t you bring me some more rounds.” You looked down the table to the other boys laughing as the man continued to pull you closer. “Can you please not touch me.” You tried pulling away but he only blocked your exit. “How many times am I going to have to throw you out for harrashing her?” Jungkook pulled you out of the mans grasp. “You are really starting to annoy me.” The other kid stood up, his face inches away from jungkooks, but he stood his ground. “You must have a problem with consent.” Jungkook cocked his eyebrow. The kid snorting. “She didn’t say no.” Jungkook looked like he wanted to hit him then and there. “Asking you to not touch her,” jungkook paused, fake thinking. “Hmm, sounds like a no to me.” He lowered his voice. “Now, leave and do not come back.” The kid stepped closer to jungkook, his faces so close they were practically touching. “Make me.” You noticed jungkooks fists clenched and you step in front of them. “Come on, it’s not worth it.” The kid immediately pressed himself against you, mocking jungkook. “Yeah, She is fine.” Jungkook gently pushed you out of the way and body slammed the kid so fast to the ground you were shocked at how quickly he moved. He pinned him down, his arm against his neck. “Let me explain a few things for you because you don’t seem to get it.” Jungkook pushed down more, the kid below him struggling to move. “When a girl tells you no, that means no.” He held the boys hand down. “When she says do not touch me, you don’t fucking touch her.” His face inching closer. “Learn how to respect women, you piece of shit.” Jungkook lifted himself off the kid, the kid gasping for breathe as his friends helped him up. “Next time you come in, I am reporting you to my brother.” V shouted, the kids eyes narrowed. “like I care.” He scoffed and they raised their brow. “You should, I doubt the dean would be pleased to know his students are breaking the sexual harassment policies.” His eyes widened a bit and then he rolled his eyes as he walked out with his group of friends.

Jungkook had disappeared and V asked you to go check on him. You wandered the back for minutes before you found him in the main office. “Hey,” You whispered, jungkook looking up from the floor and then back down. “You okay?” You sat beside him, at first he moved as if to get up and leave but he remained seated. “Yeah, you?” You shrugged, unsure of how to respond. “You know, you don’t have to shield me everytime someone is gross.” You whispered and he sighed. “I have a sister, I wouldn’t want it happening to her.” The room was silent for a minute before you remembered the camera. “Wait here!” You jumped up, jungkook alert and confused. “What?” He questioned, his body starting to lift itself off the floor. You went to the corner of the room, moving clothing around until the blue bag was exposed. “Here.” You handed it to him. Jungkook furrowed his brows, reaching his hand out slowly to grab it. “What’s this?” You didn’t answer, he opened it and you could see his expression change from confused to a rested look. “My camera?” He pulled it out, the card falling to the ground.

“Im really sorry, I broke your camera. I know you’re not a fan of me, but I hope you accept my apology. I really am sorry.”

Jungkook read it, folding the card back up and placing it in the bag along with his camera. “I do.” He looked up, his eyes meeting yours. There was something different about them. Different than how he normally looks at you. “You do?” jungkook stopping you before you could say ‘what’ “forgive you.” He finished. “but not because you paid for my camera.” He put it on the desk. “oh?” You answered confused, jungkook looked away. His eyes trailing for the words to say. “You-“ he swallowed. “You’re not like I thought.” His brows furrowed. “You’re actually decent.” He sighed and you resisted smiling. “hey, guys. V wants you to help close.” Someone opened the door, both your attention turning to the opened door. “Yeah, of course.” You left quickly. Your face heated for some reason. “He okay?” V nodded as she walked past you. “Yes, he is good.” You smiled, wiping down the counters as they smiled in relief. “Im sorry you are always getting harassed here. I’ll do more to make sure these boys do not bother any one.” V grabbed the cups and tossed them in jungkooks bus box. “Our muscle here will also always protect you.” V cheered, jungkook bit down his smile, his face turning red as he headed toward the kitchen. “It’s getting late, go ahead and clock out.” V shrugged, your head perking up at the offer. You accepted and quickly clocked out, running into jungkook in your way out. “Oh, sorry.” You giggled. “I need to work on my coordination.” He laughed before walking past you to clock out. You noticed the gift bag in his hands, fiddling with the band as he stood there watching you. “Do you want me to walk you home?” He cleared his throat. Taken by surpise you nod. “Is it on your way?” You asked and he shrugged. “Could be, I don’t know where you live.” He laughed softly, walking past you to leave. You followed quietly behind as V shouts their goodbye to you both.

The sky was cloudy, but the campus was lit well. Your body shivering and your arms fuming with goosebumps as you stepped out. “why is it so cold?” You whispered, rubbing your arm to rid yourself of the bumps. “Here.” Jungkook handed you his pullover. “Oh?” You grabbed it, his attention to the front of you as you slipped it on. Your nose immediately filling with his scent. The walk was quiet and it was a little awkward, but you eventually arrived at your building. Jungkook held opened the door, motioning for you to enter. “What room number are you in?” He cleared his throat, heading toward the elevator. “218.” You pushed the button before he could. His smile widening in your peripheral vision. “where is your dorm?” You turned your head around, realizing that he walked you all the way and still has to walk back to his. “Across campus.” Your eyes widening as you stopped in front of your door. “gguk, why would you walk me all the way home?” You inserted your keys into the slot, jungkook shrugging. “I owe you.” He lifted the camera. “It was too much, I appreciate you fixing it.” You smiled, leaning against your door as you gazed up at him. “I broke it, and I know it means a lot to you.” Jungkook only looked down at his feet. “so, um.” he licked his lips, as if trying to gain courage to speak. “these past few weeks, I’ve been getting to know you.” He cleared his throat. “you’re not what I assumed, so I want to apologize for being an asshole.” he lifted his bag. “I owe you for this. It was 2,000.” He laughed and you furrowed your eyebrows. “He charged me 1,500.” You gasped softly and he laughed. “Im still grateful.” you opened your dorm door and turned back to him. “thank you for walking me home,” you both stood there awkwardly. “Hey, are you and Jimin a thing?” He blurted, his eyes staring at you intently. “like a couple?” You furrowed your brows, confused and he nodded. “no, we are friends.” You answered and he nodded again. “can I do something?” He asked quietly and you furrowed your brows as you cocked your head to the side. “yes?” You whispered and seconds later his lips were on yours. Taking you by surpise your eyes widened and then closed. Your stomach filling with butterflies as he pulled you closer. Jungkook began to pull away, but you instinctively pulled him back. A small moan escaped his lips as your bodies entered your dorm. You could feel him sticking his hand out to drop his camera, you immediately pulled away out of breathe. “Don’t you fucking drop it.” You growled, jungkook giggling as he placed it on the couch. You pulled him back in and his hands trailed down your back to your ass. You could feel him gripping as he lifted you up and pulled you as close as he could. “Why do you smell so fucking good?” He moaned, his lips trailing down your neck, biting the skin making you moan in pleasure. “why do you feel so fucking good?” Your head fell back as he nibbled on your skin. Jungkook gently placed you on the bed. Before touching you further, he stood above you. “Do you want to do this?” You looked at him confused. “You are on my bed at 12:55 am, and you are asking if I want to have sex with you?” He rolled his eyes. “Yes, im asking.” He said sarcastically. “yes, gguk. I want you to fuck me.” His lips pulled up in the corner. Smirking as he leaned back down. “That is all I needed to hear.” He pressed his lips to yours once again. His hands swiftly sliding under your shirt to remove your shirt and his sweater in a second. Your eyes widening at the talent. “Practice much?” He smiled. Removing his shirt on his own. He possessed a body that you wouldn’t think possible. Your hands trailing his abs as he kneeled over you. “Do you have a condom?” You whispered, jungkook froze while on top of you. “You don’t?” You shook your head, he giggled and pulled away. “No condom, no sex.” He turned to you. His sculpted body making you fake pout. “Such a honorable man.” You joked, and jungkook only rolled to get off the bed. “No,” you pulled him softly back to you. “Stay.”

Jungkook stared for a moment before removing his jeans and lying back down. “I can’t sleep in jeans.” He mumbled before sneaking under the cover. “I have class at 8.” You cuddled against his body, he laughed and peeked down at you. “I am in your class.” Your face burrying into his chest as you hid your embarrassment. You heard soft snores, peaking up to find jungkook already asleep. Maybe it was a good thing you didn’t have sex, you actually liked him.

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Define: Love

Pairing: jungkook x f. Reader

Type: fluff, angst, slight/possible smut

Warnings: rude behavior, vulgar language, mentions of alcohol use and sexual activity

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Chapter 4

You were supposed to start your new job already, but according to V. They wanted to train their first new hire first. So instead of right away, it’s been nearly a week and you were getting impatient. Jimin helped you sell a few old things to have extra cash, it was going well, but it wasn’t enough. CDs and tons of clothes later, you sat on your dorm floor with Jimin lying on your bed. “Princess, you’ll be fine. It’s just a job. V will call you.” He sighed. His eyes glaring up at the ceiling. “I know, I just don’t want to ask my parents for money.” You groaned. Jimin chuckling as he sat up, “let’s go out, you’re grumpy.” You pouted at him. His eyes crinkling at you. “let’s go visit v, maybe they are so busy that they haven’t had time to contact you.” You perked up at the idea. “Okay.” Jimin jumped up, sticking his hands out to help you.

You both made your way downtown campus, Jimin getting greeted by every other person. you awkwardly standing there as he started a conversation with one of his friends so you snuck away to the restaurant. The place was semi busy, V looked stressed all by themself. You frowned watching them run around to get everybody. “Yn!” they yelled, their eyes locking on to you as you entered. “Hi, V.” You smiled. All eyes glaring at you as you distracted V, delaying their service. “Finish It’s okay.” You smiled, moving your way to the bar to wait. You sat down, grabbing a menu and putting your attention to that. “Hey, Is there anything I can get you started with?” a voice called, your attention looking up to meet eyes with the familiar face. “Oh.” His tone changing. “You work here?” You said surprised, his face crunching at your stupid question. “No, I just like wearing a uniform for Vixens and standing behind the counter.” He snarled, your instant reaction wanting to argue with him but you stopped yourself. “Oh good! You’ve met, Jungkook this is yn. Yn, jungkook. He will be training you starting tomorrow.” V stopped near you, dropping the plate of dishes on the counter. “What?” Jungkook snapped his head to them, his brows furrowed. “It’s bad enough I have school with you.” He groaned underneath his breath as he turned his attention back to you. “I told you it was an accident.” You raised your voice, trying not to let anyone else hear. “That’s not the point, you care for nobody but yourself.” He scowled at you. His voice lowering as the seats next to you filled with customers. “Get here early tomorrow,” he said before walking away, his attention and fake persona turned on for the customers. As soon as you exited the diner, Jimin ran into you. Cheerful as always he held your arms to steady your collision. “What happened?” He smiled, looking into the diner to see it swampted. “I train tomorrow.” Jimin smiling for you, but your mood was faltered at the fact that you worked with jungkook. “That’s good, ill be sure to be a regular once you’re settled.” He kissed your forehead leading you away, but as you left you look back inside to catch a Jungkook staring at you as you walked away.

After your morning classes you made your way to change into your uniform. The dress-like uniform barely going to your mid thigh, your breast having to be exposed by the small size of the shirt. You grunted as you tugged on the shirt and sighed in defeat. You made your way down the dorms to head for work, but you ran into Jimin heading to class. “Wow.” He yelled from behind you, your head snapping to meet his eyes. “Is that your uniform? I might go every night.” He joked, pulling you into a hug. “I’m going to need V to order me a bigger size.” You lifted it up and he smiled down at you. “I’m late to class, but I hope you have fun tonight. I’ll try to swing by.” kissing your temple before running off. You quickly made your way to your job, running, entering the silent building as jungkook set everything up. “You’re late.” He spoke without meeting your eyes. “I had a uniform issue, sorry.” He looked up, his eyes reading your body before turning back away. “Just clock in and meet me back out here, we’re about to get slammed.” He sighed, his attention on the counter as he cleaned it. When you came back out, about 4 tables were already full. Small panic rising through you as your eyes met jungkook attending the ones at the bar. “and to drink?” He asked the girl in front of him. Clearly only sitting there for him, her friends giving him googly eyes as he wrote down what the main girl was saying. “hey, beautiful. Can you help us?” A voice pulled your attention away from jungkook. Four boys sitting at the corner booth waiting to be served waved you down. His eyes flirtatious as he waited for you to arrive. “Hi, my name is yn. What can I get for you today?” You smiled and his tongue teased along his cheek as he gawked at you. “well, baby. What’s good?” He flipped open his menu, sighing as he faked boredom waiting for you to speak. “I heard the pasta is good,” You shrugged and he eyed you. “You haven’t tried it? That’s not very professional.” He closed the menu. “I just started here, I haven’t really tried anything.” He smiled, positioning his body so that he was leaning toward you. “Start is off with some drinks then babygirl, I’m sure you can handle that much.” He winked, his hand trailing your thigh subtly making uncomfortable but you nodded as you walked away. “Sure.” You quickly made it to the back. “You’re supposed to wait for me to train you.” Jungkook set his drinks on his tray, the cook line setting your tray up. “You’re busy, and I can’t follow you around all day waiting for you to have time for me.” He scoffed, walking away from you as he headed back toward the girls. “Here love,” the lady handed you the tray of drinks, her name tag reading peri. You gave a small smile before taking the tray back to the table. “Ah, you can handle it.” The man mocked. His predatory smile watching your lean down to place the drinks along the table. “well call you back when we’re ready eat.” He got a little too close for your comfort. When you made your way back to the kitchen, jungkook tossed his tray down and grabbed your hand. Dragging you aggressively to V’s office as he stripped his shirt off. His back turned to you as you entered “Here.” He tossed it to you. “what’s this for?” You we’re confused for a moment, but jungkook slide on a plain black shirt before looking at you with a irritated look. “thank you.” He didn’t say anything except walking out of the room. You quickly changed, sliding his shirt over your head after removing the way too tight shirt. It smelled of him. It was a distinctive smell, the type of smell that if you were to smell it again. You would know it was him.

When you returned back out, jungkook’s face relaxed as he noticed you more comfortable. “Josh take over, i have to train Yn.” Jungkook slide over to you, his voice soft yet annoyed. “I mean you really don’t.” you whispered but he couldn’t hear. “If they don’t know what to order, recommend the daily special. If you never tried it, lie.” He whispered. Your body getting goosebumps as you felt his breath against your skin. “Awe sweetheart heart you changed your shirt.” The man from before shaking his head as he eyed you. “ready to order?” You smiled, ignoring his comment. “Are you on the menu?” He pulled on your skirt and you slightly moved away. “cmon baby don’t move away from me.” he grabbed your thigh and jungkook stepped between you. “Stop touching her. She doesn’t like it.” He growled. The man growing angry with jungkook interrupting. “we’re playing around, stop being a pussy.” He disregarded jungkook, his eyes turning back to you serious. “Ain’t that right baby?” jungkook didn’t move from in front of you. His body protecting yours as he stared the man down. “Lets go, taking took long for my damn food anyway.” He stood up and his friends followed. The rest of your shift went by smoothly, jungkook trained you easily and you started to feel better about working with him. Jungkook watched you carefully throughout your shift and not once got angry with you. He was patient when you messed up and his entire personality was different. As you were clocking out you grabbed your old uniform and started to change, but jungkook walked in midway. “Keep that, I’ll tell V to order bigger sizes.” He looked away from your semi exposed chest. “I’ll see you in class tomorrow.” He walked out without another look.

A few weeks went by and you were trained to the fullest. Vixens was the schools top active diner and for some reason, they were always packed after morning classes. Jungkooks attitude was still cold, but he started smiling more. As the day went on, and you returned home very tired. You decided to clean your room, only to come across a slip. Your panicked self jumping up as you grabbed your wallet and ran out. “Hey!” Jimin yelled, your twirled still running backwards. “I gotta do something, be right back.” You shouted as a confused Jimin eyed you.

After running nearly 20 minutes around the school you found the repair shop, the man ready to lock his doors to return home. “Wait, please.” You stopped out of breathe, the man frightened at your presence. “Young lady you scared me, I’m sorry but we are closing.” You handed him the slip in your hand, he sighed and reopened his door. “This young man has not been back to grab it, he told me he didn’t have the money.” He walked slowly to the cabinet, unlocking it to pull out the very expensive camera. “He looked very sad.” He waddled to the counter. “He never came back?” You seemed surprised. He seemed sure of getting it back. “Nope, dropped it off, I told him the price and haven’t seen him since.” The old mans fingers slowly clicking the computer and register to ring up the camera. “$1,500 young lady.” You handed him your debit card and he eyed you. “Must be a very special boy if you are willing to spend this much money.” He slid your card and handed you a receipt. “Uh, actually. I broke it.” You said quietly and he giggled. “He will be very happy to see this.” He nodded again and you went away.

On your way back you stopped at a party store, finding a small bag and bow to put Jungkook’s camera in. You felt good about yourself, a wrong made right and part of you hoped this mended your relationship with him. You actually started to like his presence, even if he was a bit hostile toward you.

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So sorry to hear about your dad! Mine passed a few years ago and it’s been tough. Reach out if you need to.

Thank you so much, I appreciate this

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Update: the Past few months have been hectic from my kitten dying in oct to my dad dying a few weeks ago. I promise I will start posting more once I’m more settled. I really am sorry

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Update

Ive been writing slowly but haven’t had time to post. I’m really sorry but I hope to start updating soon again

[lotustories]

Define: Love

Pairing: Jungkook x F. reader

Type: fluff, angst, possible smut

Warnings: rude behavior, vulgar language, mentions of alcohol use and sexual activity

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Chapter 3

“I want everybody to grab a syllabus and a partner and discuss it.” Your music professor shouted. The girl before you passed back a few papers. You grabbed them, passing one to the boy next to you who shyly grabbed them. Too nervous to find a partner you sat there quietly, reading it to yourself before a voice interrupted you. “Do you want to partner?” His voice soft, almost inaudible. You met his eyes, giving a small smile as you nodded. “I’m Yn.” You Introduced yourself, the kid smiling in return. “Yoongi.” He positioned his body toward you. “Sorry for asking, they’ll quiz us on each other to see if we spoke to our partners. I saw you didn’t find a partner and I really didn’t want to get up.” You shook your head. “No, It’s fine. Im just terrible at starting conversations.” You admitted and he smiled bigger. “I understand that. I probably wouldn’t have spoken to you if not for the quiz.” He admitted. “So what made you take this class?” You asked and he perked up. “I love music. I really want to be a producer.” You listened, he went on for a few minutes talking about how music is his real dream, but he was also taking architecture as a fall safe. “I’m more into writing, but music was a passion of mine since I was little. This is more for fun. I really want to learn how to expand my writing and learn backgrounds to music.” You paused. “Producing seems fun, but I’m not sure I’d be any good at it.” You finished and he smiled. “I mean, you won’t know if you don’t try. This class is mainly based around our interest. She usually sections class into three parts. Well learn about lyrical composure first, then we learn about beats or sampling and how to incorporate it into your work, and then producing which mashing it all together.” He beamed. “Well maybe one day we can write a song together. I write, but I also sing.” He bit down on his smile. “I produce, but I also rap.” The professor rang her bell, everyone’s attention turning back to her. The class ended quickly, you exchanged numbers with yoongi and went to your next class. Psychology. Most the seats were filled already, except one in the very back. You didn’t recognize the person next to it until you got closer, but it was too late. Class was starting so you sat down quietly. Trying your best to not bring attention to yourself. The entire class you tried your hardest to not look at him or meet his eyes. you had psychology clas with jungkook. He hated you already and you were seated next to him. All professors went by the You sit in it, it’s your seat until the end of the school year. “I want everyone here to prepare themselves for a partnered project in a few days. You will partner up with someone in here, pull from the hat on a topic. One of you has to agree and the other has to disagree. You’ll discuss why you agree with the topic, why you think that way, and you’ll understand why the other disagrees and why they think that way. I’ll go into more detail when I’ve prepared more topics for you, but just know it’s coming and it should run a month. Yes,” she fake gasped as she stopped explaining. “It’s a month long project.” She mocked. “So i suggest whoever you get partnered with, you take the time with each other to become friends.” You’re dismissed, jungkook rushes out from his seat to leave. Dropping a slip from his folder as he ran off. By the time you reached down to call for him, he was gone. The piece of paper in your hand, your peeked. Jeon Jungkook, please make your payment for camera repairs. Due date: 14 days from notice received. Failure to do so will result in pawn. Amount due: $605.98

The camera you broke. The notice was sent a couple days ago he only had a week or so to claim his camera or else it would be pawned. You looked for a number of any way you could contact jungkook, but it was useless. The slip only contained the information for the shop. Finally leaving the room and with your classes being over for the day. You headed back to your dorm, unfortunately you ran into Jada before you could reach it. “What’s this i hear about you going on dates, with Jimin nonetheless.” She stopped you, her eyes shooting daggers through you. “Uh, who said that.” You played stupid. She only rolled her eyes and swallowed her attitude. “Jimin is off limits. If you’re going to date, date your own grade.” She snarled before walking off. Bitch. When you entered your building Jimin was on his way out, stopping as he noticed you. The biggest smile plastered across his face. “Hey beautiful.” He hugged you. Pulling you into tightly as you squealed. “How were classes?” He sighed, his classes were barely starting. “They were good, are you barely going?” You motioned to his books and he nodded. “I don’t wake up as early as you.” He licked his lips, leaning down to press a kiss to your cheek. “I have to go, but maybe we can hang out after?” He ran off before you could answer. Your classes ended so early, you had no extra club, so you decided to explore. So many shops were hiring, they seemed to be on every other door. A shop in particular caught your attention, you opened the door to a old school 50s themed restaurant. It was pretty much empty, but most kids were in class right now. “Good morning, Welcome to Vixens. Take a seat and I’ll be right with you.” Their voice chimed. “Uhm, hi. I was just wondering. Are you still hiring?” You questioned and they immediately looked up. “Oh god yes.” They laughed rushing over to you. “Hi, my name is V. I own the shop.” They clasped your hand in theirs, shaking it slightly aggressively. “We are desperately hiring, are you interested?” They started, speaking quickly not letting you answer. “It’s 14.50 an hour. It would be from noon to 8.” They paused, but before you could speak they continued. “Weekly Pay plus 100% of your tips.” You couldn’t help but smile. “Do I need an application or is it online?” They immediately pulled you into a hug. “Don’t need it, you’re hired.” V pulled you toward the back of the restaurant, sorting through paperwork for you to fill out, handing you a uniform and some name tags. “You can write your name on them, and I hope the uniform fits. If you need a different size, I can order them.” V slid a packet over to you. “Since were a restaurant on campus, I just needed your student ID. The forms auto fill after that. You can start Thursday.” You looked outside to the two customers entering. “Will you be okay today? You seemed kinda relieved when I said I was looking for a job.” You joked. V smiled and pushed you out the door. “The first week of classes we’re usually slow. Next week is when I’ll really really need the help.” Ushering you out the door, you laughed at their energy. 2:50pm. You had no clue what to do now, you finished class, applied and got a job, but now you had the rest of the day ahead of you with no clue as to what to you.

You: when are your classes over?

Jimin: not til 7 princess, what’s up?

You: nothing, just don’t know what to do lol

Jimin: find the courtyard. There is usually activities like dance and music until 9.

You: what would I do without you?

No reply.

You tried your best to find the courtyard with the terrible signs the school offered. The sound of music and cheering ringing in your ears as you edged closer. There was a group of kids surrounding one kid dancing. Popping his body to every beat, not missing one. You instantly became mesmerized by him. Watching him dance effortlessly to every song that came on. The variation of music and his ability to dance to whatever was admirable. The entire time he smiled, if you could tell anything from watching him. It was that dancing was his passion. “Hoseok,” a voice made you jump. “You scared me.” you relaxed when you noticed amber. “You’ve been staring at him non stop since you started standing here.” She laughed. “He noticed.” She whispered, just as she said that he looked over to you. His eyes meeting yours immediately making you shyly look away. “He’s cute, he goes to our parties every now and then. Not much of a hookup guy tho.” She wiggled her brows. The music changed and her eyes widened as she looked up to the figure standing near you now. “Hi, hobi.” She smiled. Your head snapping to the boy in front of you now. His heart shaped smile making your stomach drop. “Amber.” He nodded to her. “And you are?” He smiled down at you. For a moment you forgot how to speak, but amber covered. “Our newest addition. Yn, unfortunately you have to attend Saturday’s party to know more.” She dragged you away. Hoseok smirking at her tactic as he watched you be dragged away. “Party Saturday?” You asked and she nodded. Her arm around your shoulder as she walked you back toward the main campus. “Yes, don’t worry it starts later than our last one.” She stopped in front of a coffee shop. “I have work,” she sighed. “Oh! And try not to get into trouble with Jada. She has liked Jimin for the longest. He won’t give her the time of day, but he seems to really like you already.” She watched your carefully. “She is the petty type.” She waved you off before entering the shop and disappearing. You looked around. Unfamiliar with the area. Where the fuck am I. You spun around a few times, trying to find signs that led you back to your building but all you could see were more restaurants. “You look very much lost.” A voice called out from behind you. Turning your eyes met with the cute barista from your first day. “Joon, right?” He smiled, walking closer to you. “I never got your name.” He stopped in front of you. His work apron in his hand, dressed in his uniform. “Yn, hey.” You started looking at the signs again. “I’ve never been this way. How can I get back to the co-ed building.” You looked around and he snickered. “You can go this way.” He pointed behind you down the pathway. “Think of the school as a giant circle.” He smiled. “If you walk with me to work, it will be just a few more minutes down the way.” He started walking and you followed behind. “So, co-ed huh?” He threw the apron over his shoulder. You hadn’t realized how tall he was until he stood beside you. “Yeah, it was what they gave me.” He nodded. Looking down to you while you spoke to him. “Freshman or sophomore?” He paused. “Freshman, nevermind. You wouldn’t have been lost if a sophomore.” He teased. “I haven’t really had time to explore. I never went on a tour.” You groaned and he laughed. His laugh was somewhat horse yet soft. It was warming. The familiar cafe signs came into view and you knew your walk was coming to an end. “Just keep walking down this pathway and you’ll eventually come back into your building.” He pointed down the campus. “It was nice talking to you, hopefully you’ll visit me at work some day.” He gave a soft wink before leaving you to go to work. Watching him slid his apron on quickly and effortlessly over his head. You made your way down the path he pointed and like he said, you eventually ran into your building.

Your first day of classes has gone unexpectedly well. Aside from getting lost occasionally, school has become a fun place for you to be. You’ve met so many new people. You weren’t even sure you wanted to go to school in the first place. everything was going to well, But was college going to be like this throughout the rest of the year?

[lotustories]

Define: Love

Pairing: Jungkook x F. reader

Type: fluff, angst, possible smut

Warnings: rude behavior, vulgar language, mentions of alcohol use and sexual activity

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Chapter 3

“I want everybody to grab a syllabus and a partner and discuss it.” Your music professor shouted. The girl before you passed back a few papers. You grabbed them, passing one to the boy next to you who shyly grabbed them. Too nervous to find a partner you sat there quietly, reading it to yourself before a voice interrupted you. “Do you want to partner?” His voice soft, almost inaudible. You met his eyes, giving a small smile as you nodded. “I’m Yn.” You Introduced yourself, the kid smiling in return. “Yoongi.” He positioned his body toward you. “Sorry for asking, they’ll quiz us on each other to see if we spoke to our partners. I saw you didn’t find a partner and I really didn’t want to get up.” You shook your head. “No, It’s fine. Im just terrible at starting conversations.” You admitted and he smiled bigger. “I understand that. I probably wouldn’t have spoken to you if not for the quiz.” He admitted. “So what made you take this class?” You asked and he perked up. “I love music. I really want to be a producer.” You listened, he went on for a few minutes talking about how music is his real dream, but he was also taking architecture as a fall safe. “I’m more into writing, but music was a passion of mine since I was little. This is more for fun. I really want to learn how to expand my writing and learn backgrounds to music.” You paused. “Producing seems fun, but I’m not sure I’d be any good at it.” You finished and he smiled. “I mean, you won’t know if you don’t try. This class is mainly based around our interest. She usually sections class into three parts. Well learn about lyrical composure first, then we learn about beats or sampling and how to incorporate it into your work, and then producing which mashing it all together.” He beamed. “Well maybe one day we can write a song together. I write, but I also sing.” He bit down on his smile. “I produce, but I also rap.” The professor rang her bell, everyone’s attention turning back to her. The class ended quickly, you exchanged numbers with yoongi and went to your next class. Psychology. Most the seats were filled already, except one in the very back. You didn’t recognize the person next to it until you got closer, but it was too late. Class was starting so you sat down quietly. Trying your best to not bring attention to yourself. The entire class you tried your hardest to not look at him or meet his eyes. you had psychology clas with jungkook. He hated you already and you were seated next to him. All professors went by the You sit in it, it’s your seat until the end of the school year. “I want everyone here to prepare themselves for a partnered project in a few days. You will partner up with someone in here, pull from the hat on a topic. One of you has to agree and the other has to disagree. You’ll discuss why you agree with the topic, why you think that way, and you’ll understand why the other disagrees and why they think that way. I’ll go into more detail when I’ve prepared more topics for you, but just know it’s coming and it should run a month. Yes,” she fake gasped as she stopped explaining. “It’s a month long project.” She mocked. “So i suggest whoever you get partnered with, you take the time with each other to become friends.” You’re dismissed, jungkook rushes out from his seat to leave. Dropping a slip from his folder as he ran off. By the time you reached down to call for him, he was gone. The piece of paper in your hand, your peeked. Jeon Jungkook, please make your payment for camera repairs. Due date: 14 days from notice received. Failure to do so will result in pawn. Amount due: $605.98

The camera you broke. The notice was sent a couple days ago he only had a week or so to claim his camera or else it would be pawned. You looked for a number of any way you could contact jungkook, but it was useless. The slip only contained the information for the shop. Finally leaving the room and with your classes being over for the day. You headed back to your dorm, unfortunately you ran into Jada before you could reach it. “What’s this i hear about you going on dates, with Jimin nonetheless.” She stopped you, her eyes shooting daggers through you. “Uh, who said that.” You played stupid. She only rolled her eyes and swallowed her attitude. “Jimin is off limits. If you’re going to date, date your own grade.” She snarled before walking off. Bitch. When you entered your building Jimin was on his way out, stopping as he noticed you. The biggest smile plastered across his face. “Hey beautiful.” He hugged you. Pulling you into tightly as you squealed. “How were classes?” He sighed, his classes were barely starting. “They were good, are you barely going?” You motioned to his books and he nodded. “I don’t wake up as early as you.” He licked his lips, leaning down to press a kiss to your cheek. “I have to go, but maybe we can hang out after?” He ran off before you could answer. Your classes ended so early, you had no extra club, so you decided to explore. So many shops were hiring, they seemed to be on every other door. A shop in particular caught your attention, you opened the door to a old school 50s themed restaurant. It was pretty much empty, but most kids were in class right now. “Good morning, Welcome to Vixens. Take a seat and I’ll be right with you.” Their voice chimed. “Uhm, hi. I was just wondering. Are you still hiring?” You questioned and they immediately looked up. “Oh god yes.” They laughed rushing over to you. “Hi, my name is V. I own the shop.” They clasped your hand in theirs, shaking it slightly aggressively. “We are desperately hiring, are you interested?” They started, speaking quickly not letting you answer. “It’s 14.50 an hour. It would be from noon to 8.” They paused, but before you could speak they continued. “Weekly Pay plus 100% of your tips.” You couldn’t help but smile. “Do I need an application or is it online?” They immediately pulled you into a hug. “Don’t need it, you’re hired.” V pulled you toward the back of the restaurant, sorting through paperwork for you to fill out, handing you a uniform and some name tags. “You can write your name on them, and I hope the uniform fits. If you need a different size, I can order them.” V slid a packet over to you. “Since were a restaurant on campus, I just needed your student ID. The forms auto fill after that. You can start Thursday.” You looked outside to the two customers entering. “Will you be okay today? You seemed kinda relieved when I said I was looking for a job.” You joked. V smiled and pushed you out the door. “The first week of classes we’re usually slow. Next week is when I’ll really really need the help.” Ushering you out the door, you laughed at their energy. 2:50pm. You had no clue what to do now, you finished class, applied and got a job, but now you had the rest of the day ahead of you with no clue as to what to you.

You: when are your classes over?

Jimin: not til 7 princess, what’s up?

You: nothing, just don’t know what to do lol

Jimin: find the courtyard. There is usually activities like dance and music until 9.

You: what would I do without you?

No reply.

You tried your best to find the courtyard with the terrible signs the school offered. The sound of music and cheering ringing in your ears as you edged closer. There was a group of kids surrounding one kid dancing. Popping his body to every beat, not missing one. You instantly became mesmerized by him. Watching him dance effortlessly to every song that came on. The variation of music and his ability to dance to whatever was admirable. The entire time he smiled, if you could tell anything from watching him. It was that dancing was his passion. “Hoseok,” a voice made you jump. “You scared me.” you relaxed when you noticed amber. “You’ve been staring at him non stop since you started standing here.” She laughed. “He noticed.” She whispered, just as she said that he looked over to you. His eyes meeting yours immediately making you shyly look away. “He’s cute, he goes to our parties every now and then. Not much of a hookup guy tho.” She wiggled her brows. The music changed and her eyes widened as she looked up to the figure standing near you now. “Hi, hobi.” She smiled. Your head snapping to the boy in front of you now. His heart shaped smile making your stomach drop. “Amber.” He nodded to her. “And you are?” He smiled down at you. For a moment you forgot how to speak, but amber covered. “Our newest addition. Yn, unfortunately you have to attend Saturday’s party to know more.” She dragged you away. Hoseok smirking at her tactic as he watched you be dragged away. “Party Saturday?” You asked and she nodded. Her arm around your shoulder as she walked you back toward the main campus. “Yes, don’t worry it starts later than our last one.” She stopped in front of a coffee shop. “I have work,” she sighed. “Oh! And try not to get into trouble with Jada. She has liked Jimin for the longest. He won’t give her the time of day, but he seems to really like you already.” She watched your carefully. “She is the petty type.” She waved you off before entering the shop and disappearing. You looked around. Unfamiliar with the area. Where the fuck am I. You spun around a few times, trying to find signs that led you back to your building but all you could see were more restaurants. “You look very much lost.” A voice called out from behind you. Turning your eyes met with the cute barista from your first day. “Joon, right?” He smiled, walking closer to you. “I never got your name.” He stopped in front of you. His work apron in his hand, dressed in his uniform. “Yn, hey.” You started looking at the signs again. “I’ve never been this way. How can I get back to the co-ed building.” You looked around and he snickered. “You can go this way.” He pointed behind you down the pathway. “Think of the school as a giant circle.” He smiled. “If you walk with me to work, it will be just a few more minutes down the way.” He started walking and you followed behind. “So, co-ed huh?” He threw the apron over his shoulder. You hadn’t realized how tall he was until he stood beside you. “Yeah, it was what they gave me.” He nodded. Looking down to you while you spoke to him. “Freshman or sophomore?” He paused. “Freshman, nevermind. You wouldn’t have been lost if a sophomore.” He teased. “I haven’t really had time to explore. I never went on a tour.” You groaned and he laughed. His laugh was somewhat horse yet soft. It was warming. The familiar cafe signs came into view and you knew your walk was coming to an end. “Just keep walking down this pathway and you’ll eventually come back into your building.” He pointed down the campus. “It was nice talking to you, hopefully you’ll visit me at work some day.” He gave a soft wink before leaving you to go to work. Watching him slid his apron on quickly and effortlessly over his head. You made your way down the path he pointed and like he said, you eventually ran into your building.

Your first day of classes has gone unexpectedly well. Aside from getting lost occasionally, school has become a fun place for you to be. You’ve met so many new people. You weren’t even sure you wanted to go to school in the first place. everything was going to well, But was college going to be like this throughout the rest of the year?

[lotustories]

Define: Love

Pairing: Jungkook x F. Reader

Type: fluff, slight angst, slight smut

Warning: rude behavior, vulgar language, mentions of alcohol use and sexual activity, mentions of food, mentions of eating habits.

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Chapter 2

Sunday. You had one more free day before you had to start classes. You were less nervous than when you first arrived. The people were welcoming, well most of them.

You found the photography club that you wanted to join the day before. You wanted to apologize for amber pulling you away mid conversation. The door was semi empty, a small blonde walking around with papers in her hands. “Hi, uhm is Jenny here?” You grabbed her attention. She snapped her eyes to you in confusion and shook her head. “No, Jenny is not in yet. Can I help you with something?” She questioned. Small excitement in her eyes. “I just wanted to apologize for yesterday and explain that i rushed a sorority, so I won’t be able to join.” She frowned but nodded. “They don’t allow other clubs, i understand.” She sighed, then gave a soft shrug. “It’s okay, i can tell Jenny.” She offered. “I just know she really needed more recruits so I feel bad.” She shook her head. “We got our needed recruits. We’ll be okay!” She gleamed. “It’s fine ange, we don’t need people like her in our club anyway.” A voice broke your attention away. “I’m sorry, what’s that supposed to mean?” Your eyes met a doe eyed boy. “Privileged rich girls who only care for themselves.” He retorted, sitting down on the desk. “I’m not privileged,” you stutter “uh, who are you?” You blinked. Trying your best not to get defensive. “The kid you ran into yesterday, I’m fine by the way. I’ll survive without the sorry you didn’t give me for running into me and breaking my camera.” He snarled. “Now I have to rent every time this club meets because I can’t just replace things as easy as you.” He continued. “That was an accident, I didn’t do it on purpose.” You looked down at the school camera bag. “Can we start already?” He ignored you, his eyes going to the blonde. “Jungkook, we have to wait for Jenny.” She seemed tense. Awkward by his aggression. “I’m sorry for bumping into you, it want my fault and I didn’t get a chance to stop.” He continued ignoring you. “Please tell Jenny I was interested, but i can’t.” You turned your attention to the girl, a scoff coming from jungkook as he tapped his pen on the table. Clearly irritated by your presence.

Asshole. You groaned as you left the room. Huffing as you walked the hall, you must’ve been distracted by Jungkook’s attitude that you didn’t notice the class room door swing open. Your body collided with it, hard. You suddenly felt hands wrap around your arms to steady you. Your unfocused eyes looking up to the man in front of you. wow. His beauty immediately mesmerizing you. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to swing the door open that much.” He smiled as he tried to speak gently to you. “It’s okay, i wasn’t paying attention.” You laughed awkwardly. He had unique eyes, one of his eyelids was a double lid and the other mono. He was beautiful. “You’ve got paint on your cheek.” You motioned to your skin. His cheek covered in yellow paint. He reached his hands up and wiped it. Missing. “Oh, no.” You motioned again. “Still there.” You laughed as he tried once again only to miss once more. “Here.” You hesitantly reaches your hand up to wipe his cheek bone. You wiped the yellow paint on your finger off on your jeans making him squeal. “No! You’ve ruined your jeans.” He panicked but you only smiled. “They’re just jeans.” You looked down to your jeans, the stripe of yellow along your thigh. “What’s your name?” He leaned against the wall. “I’m yn.” He smiled at your name. His boxy smile making your heart flutter. “You?” You nodded, his lip pulling in between his teeth. “Taehyung.” His paint stained hands rummaging through his bag, finally finding what he was looking for. “I have to run, but if you ever are interested in being a model for me.” He handed you a card. “Beauty like you deserved to be appreciated.” He smiled once more before leaving you alone.

It was almost 5pm. In a few hours you were supposed to go on a date with Jimin, so with nothing else to do you went to get ready. Making your way to the showers. Dorm. Dorm. Dorm. Dorm. Dorm. Where the hell were the showers. Yesterday you used the facilities around the school, never the ones in the building. You didn’t think to find them until now. “Are you lost princess?” A familiar voice calling out to you. You turned to find Jimin walking toward you with a towel around his neck. “Where the hell are the showers?” You furrowed your brows in frustration. “This way.” He led you down the hallway, the co-ed bathroom making you come to a halt. “It’s okay, the bathrooms have their own private area. Nobody will see you or bother you.” You gave a hesitant look before pulling your lips into a half smile. Entering the shower to a two part compartment. The first part is like a changing area. A small bench with a curtain leading out and the other side a door. You placed your clothes down and went through the door, spacious for a college shower. Locking the door behind you, you undressed and turned the shower handle. The water flowing effortlessly making your body relax. You stayed in there maybe 20 minutes longer than you should’ve. The hot water turned cold and your entire body refused to get out. By the time you got out, Jimin was waiting by the door. His messy pink hair sticking to his face as he stood there patiently. “Have you been waiting the whole time?” You asked shocked. Jimin’s head peeking up as he heard your voice, smiling at you as you both started walking. “I didn’t want to leave you.”

8 came around quickly, you had dressed nicely. You had no idea where you’d go, so you didn’t want to over or underdress. Jimin waited patiently outside your dorm, dressed in a nice button up with regular dress pants. It suited him so well, his chest slightly exposed as the small chain around his neck brought your attention to his exposed skin. “Wow.” He huffed, eyeing you up and down before meeting your eyes with a wide smile. “Wow Yourself.” really? He motioned for you to walk first, keeping you close by as you walked to the downside of campus. The school was super busy at night. Many kids out, hanging with their newly made friends. Laughing and screaming as College was freedom to many. An escape from home. “So, I know we’re a grade level apart.” Jimin broke the silence. Your attention pulling away from your surroundings. “But I promise I’m not flirting with you to get into your pants. I just want to say that now.” He admitted, his voice nervous. “I wouldn’t have said yes to this date if I thought that.” Your answer made him relax. “Glad to know that just because I’m in a frat doesn’t mean you think I’m a whore.” You giggled at his comment. “Well, to be fair I am in a sorority now. I’m nothing like Jada.” You whispered and he nodded his head in agreement. “Thank god for that.” He held open the restaurant door for you.

“Hi, table for two?” The hostesses eyes widened as she looked at Jimin, but she remained professional. “Reservation for Park.” She gave a fake smile as she clenched the menus in her hand, nodding as she walked us to the table. “Here you are, your server will be with you in a minute.” She put the menus down and walked away. “Are you liked by like everybody?” You joked and he gave a small smile. “I don’t care for them. Most of them want my money, a few want one night stands.” He shrugged. “And you’re used to it? It doesn’t intrigue you?” Your eyebrow raised, he put his menu down. His attention fully to you. “I have yet to have someone catch my attention until now.” You could feel your face warm. “What’s good here?” You bit down your smile. “I really like the pasta.” He smiled, looking down at his menu as he talked about the food. “Hi, my name is Mer. I will be caring for you tonight.” She smiled, her attention on both of you before turning to Jimin to wait for his drink . “I’ll have a water.” He looked to you to order for yourself. “Do you guys have unsweetened tea?” You questioned, you could see the corner of jimins mouth perk up in a smile. “Yes, would you like lemon in that?” Her attention on the pad. “Oh, yes.” You answered. Finally a girl who wasn’t fully interested in Jimin. “Can we add some to my water as well, please.” Jimin interrupted. She shut her eyes tightly, cursing under her breath at herself as she nodded. “Yes, I’m sorry. I should’ve asked.” She paused, licking her lips as she clicked her pen 3 times. “Are you ready to order, or do we need another minute?” She spoke softly. “I’m ready if you are.” Jimin looked to you, his eyes soft as you looked back down. “I’ll have this chicken pasta with the broccoli.” You tapped as she wrote. Jimin looked down to his to order. “I’ll take the steak, medium rare.” She nodded and looked back to him. “and for your side?” She was nervous. This job was new for her. “A Sunday after to share with my date.” He looked at you. A small smile on his lips as he gathered the menus to hand back to her. “Very well, I’ll get this in.” He thanked her as she hurried off. “Way to make a girl feel skinny. I ordered a whole meal. Steak.” You joked as his eyes crinkled. “You are perfect. There’s nothing wrong with loving food, I just can’t eat much because of my stomach.” He admitted. Immediately feeling bad you pouted. “Why not?” He smiled, reaching his hand across the table to hold yours. “Usually, if I eat more than my fist. I get terrible stomach cramps. I try to behave and not eat more than I can handle. It’s just a me thing, sorry if it makes you uncomfortable.” His thumb caressing your hand. “No, why would I feel uncomfortable?” He fake smiled this time. “My last girlfriend hated it. Said I was doing it just to make her feel bad about herself.” You immediately grew angry. “Why the hell would you even,” You paused, lowering your voice. “Thank you for telling me, it doesn’t bother me.” You reassured him. “and it never will. There is no reason for me to be offended by something you can’t control.” He squeezed your hand. before you knew it, your food arrived. The night went quickly, Jimin and you talked and laughed and got along really well. Unfortunately, all good things come to an end. It was time to head back to your dorm.

On the walk back, Jimin held your hand in his. It felt natural as you walked through the campus hand in hand. Since you met he had been nothing but caring and protective. Even if you didn’t ask him to be, he was wary of making sure you were okay. It wasn’t overpowering to the point he made you feel like you couldn’t do things by yourself. He knew his line and stayed behind it. “Classes start tomorrow, you excited?” You shrugged, “Yes and no.” You sighed. “I have to take a club, I wanted to do the photography one, but according to amber.” You paused. “I can’t” Jimin tskd. “Join it, worse comes worse. They kick you out, but truthfully” he paused. “That sorority and frat shit isn’t worth anything. I joined foolishly and I’m stuck in it til I graduate.” He sounded sad. “Do what makes you happy, not what others want. College is freedom to make your own decisions. You didn’t come to school to start listening to a bunch of others tell you what you can and can’t do.” You smiled at him. Both of you standing in front of your door. “Thank you for tonight.” You laughed softly. “I really didn’t expect to be on a date my second day here.” He laughed, his eyes crinkling as he licked his lips trying to bite down on his smile. “I didn’t think I’d be on a date either. It’s been a while, but it feels natural with you. Thank you for tonight as well.” You both stood there for a minute. Unsure of what to do next, but before you could do anything he leaned down. Pressing his lips to yours softly. You flinched at the sudden contact, but you relaxed seconds later. Kissing him back you could feel him smile. “Sorry, I wanted to do that since I met you.” He pulled away. “Have a good night, I hope to see you again soon.” He planted one last kiss on your cheek, before leaving you to enter your dorm. You leaned your back against your closed door, your finger tracing your lips with a smile on your face. His lips felt like pillows, or whatever that saying was when the person had plump soft lips.

Classes tomorrow, but you couldn’t sleep without thinking of jimins lips on yours.

[lotustories]

Define: Love

Pairing: Jungkook x F. Reader

Type: Fluff, Slight angst, possible smut

Warnings: rude behavior, vulgar language, mentions of alcohol, sexual activity

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Chapter 1

College. It’s supposed to be a new beginning, a place with no judgments, a place to explore, a place to learn who we are supposed to be for the future. You didn’t expect things to turn out the way they did, but everything happens for a reason.

You were moving into your dorm today, your entire family helping you carry your things to your room, you carried a box of your clothes. The box bigger than you, up to your room. As you entered your building you bumped into someone, your bodies colliding as the box in your hand fell. The annoyed grunt coming from the person in front of you. “Shit, I’m sorry.” The voice rang, you lifted yourself up. Your eyes meeting the pink haired boy in front of you. “It’s okay, it was my fault I couldn’t see.” You sighed, leaning down to pick up your things. “I’m Jimin.” His lips pulled into a bright smile. The type of smile that made you smile. “I’m Yn.” You smiled back, his eyes going to your box as he lifted his up. “What room you in?” He nodded to the building. “Ah, 218.” You smiled and he raised his brow. “I’m 215.” He smiled slightly. “Guess i will be seeing more of you.” A small giggle escaping your mouth as you gazed at him. “I look forward to it.” He smirked at you before walking in the opposite direction.

You found your room quickly, entering to your family organizing your things to the side. “What took you so long? You carried one box.” Your brother huffed out of breath. “You left me the bigggest box.” You cried, your brother laughing as he took the box from you. “Truthfully, i didn’t think you would even bring it up.” He snorted, placing the box on your bed. “I didn’t know colleges allowed single room dorms.” He examined your room. “It’s just this building. They’re testing it out.” You shrugged. “How do you get it? You have like thousands of kids here.” Your brother sat on your bed. “It’s for freshman and sophomores only.” You shrugged. “It’s based on scholarships.” His eyebrow raised. “Privileged much?” He snickered. “Singled room dorms and co-ed.” He lies back, his arms resting behind his head as he closed his eyes. “Is it too late for me to change schools.” You rolled your eyes as your parents gathered their things. “Well, I suppose we should be off now.” Your moms eyes glossy, your father sighing as he pushed her towards the door. “Cmon, we’re going to catch all the parent traffic on our way back.” He tapped her backside, your brothers face immediately pulling into a disgusted reaction. “One more year.” He pulled you into a hug. “One more year.” He sighed. “Take care of yourself. Call us if you need anything, study hard!” Your father hugged you tightly. His arms crushing you as he said goodbye. “and stay away from boys.” Your mom followed. Her arms wrapping tightly around your neck as she cried into you. “Mom,” You groaned, attempting to pull away. “I’m serious.” She glared, forcing your eyes to meet hers. “Mom, stop.” Your brother pulled her away. “I can’t imagine what they’ll be like when you leave.” You joked but your brothers eyes filled with horror as he came to realization that this would be him in a year.

As you finished unpacking, you change clothes before heading out to explore the grounds. Everything was so much more lively than last time you visited. Booths set up all across campus to try and get freshman to join clubs. You came across a photography table, the girl immediately lighting up as you stepped to the booth. “Hi, my name is Jenny.” She smiled brightly, excited that you were there. “Hi, I’m yn.” You nodded, greeting her back as she slid you a booklet. “Interested in photography?” You gave a nod and she sighed in relief. “Uhm, wow okay.” She laughed, her voice jittery “Sorry, we don’t really get people in our club, we’re on the brink of shutting down. It’d be helpful if you did join,” she admitted. You lifted the booklet and flipped through. “We don’t just do photography. Uhm,” she pointed at the booklet. “We also do videography and teach students how to edit and script write.” Your eyes perked up. “Script write?” Something you loved to do. “Yeah, uhm.” She swallowed her words. “We, uh, the script writers help our directors know what path to take. It helps them focus on the vision that they want.” You looked down at the sign up sheet. There wasn’t anyone. “You guys don’t have anyone.” Jenny’s face immediately pulled into a frown. “Yeah, nobody is convinced with my explaining.” She laughed softly. Her shoulders shrugging as she sat down defeated. “and it’ll stay that way.” You felt someone wrap their arms around yours, dragging you away from the table before you could process what was happening. “Hi!” A medium size girl cheered as she dragged you away from the booth. You body colliding with someone, the items in his hands falling, but the girl attached to your arm moved too quickly for you to see who it was, a small grunt fading as you moved further away. “My name is Amber.” You finally looked at her. “Uhm?” She stopped in front of a sorority booth. “You should rush.” She sat down in front of you. “and why would I do that?” You groaned, the two girls beside her scoffing at your comment. “Because we are the hottest soriority on campus. Alpha Chi Omega is one of the best things you can ever attempt.” Her tone, fake, but the way she spoke intrigued you. “And why me? you dragged me halfway across the campus to get me to rush.” Your eyebrow perked, a small smile creeping onto her lips. “You’re hot. We’re hot. A perfect match.” She slide a pen over to you. “Listen, Im not saying you’ll get in 100%, but it won’t hurt to try.” She shrugged. Hmph. At least she was honest. “huh, why the hell not.” You leaned down, scribbling your name on the bottom of sheet, it fuller than the first booth. “Well, yn.” She read your name off the sheet. “I look forward to seeing you rush, please join us tonight.” One of the girls next to her handed you a flyer. “Dress sexy.” She winked and you went your way.

After wandering the school for what seemed like hours. You entered a cafe, small, but nice. Every ounce of furniture made from wood. You were lost in admiring it that you hadn’t realized it was your turn. “Sweetheart,” a voice broke your thoughts. “Oh!” You blinked. “Sorry,” you gave a small smile to the barista in front of you. He was beautiful. Tan skin, dimpled smile, and glasses. “Uhm, Iced Americano?” You questioned. Hoping they had it as a drink. “We don’t have that,” he giggled as he slide you a menu. You laughed nervously as you looked down at it. “Let me help them and I’ll get back to you?” He questioned, you nodded as you moved to the side and looked through the menu. “Still haven’t decided?” The kid walked over to you, the sleeves on his shirt now pushed up as he leaned over the counter to speak to you. “I’ve never heard of half of these drinks.” You furrowed your brows. His lips pulled into a smile as he stood up. “Are you in a rush?” His eyes watching you carefully. “No.” You started and he smiled wider. “Then I will surprise you.” He walked off before you could protest. You continued flipping through the menu and suddenly a glass mug appeared in front of you. The liquid pink, topped with whipped cream, cinnamon, and tiny little flowers lying on top. It was beautiful to look at. You looked up to meet the eyes of the barista. Your eyes flying to his name tag. Joon. “What is it?” You smiled at him. He leaned down, grabbing a wafer straw and sticking it into the cup. “Drink it.” You eyed him curiously as you leaned down to take a sip of it. Your eyes widening as the drink filled your mouth. “Hmmm, oh my god.” You gasped, his eyes crinkling as he laughed softly. “What is it?” You smiled, sipping more of it. “Rose latte.” He tapped the menu. “One of our most popular.” You pulled out your wallet but he shook his head. “No, on the house today.” His eyes gazing into yours. “Maybe next time you come, you’ll have a better idea of what to order.” You smile widely. “Thank you,” your conversation interrupted by his co worker calling out to him. You wanted to stay and talk, but he was way too busy.

Heading back to the dorms to get ready for tonight. Dress sexy. What was considered sexy to these girls? Sexy to you was anything you felt confident in, but that included jeans for you. Surely they wouldn’t be okay with you wearing jeans to a sorority party. You rummaged through your clothes, tossing them onto the floor as you tried to piece together something. You eventually came across a small black dress. “Good enough,” You shrugged. It’s been a while since you’ve been out. You weren’t really the party type, but your ex boyfriend was. He was always dragging you to the parties, leaving you on the couch as he wandered off with friends. If anything, you despised them. You stared at yourself for a good twenty minutes. Debating on whether you liked the outfit or not. Was it okay? Would it help you get picked? Your alarm went off, signaling you to start heading toward the sorority. It was dark out already, your body filled with anxiety as you edged through the campus alone. “why are you walking alone?” A voice making you scream, the kid falling to the ground as you yelled. “God!” You grunted as you recognized him. “Don’t do that!” You squealed. Sticking your hand out to help him up. “Noted.” Jimin reached for your hand, he gave a small laugh as he started walking with you. “But seriously, you shouldn’t walk by yourself at night.” He fixed his hair, “and I shouldn’t sneak up on women walking alone.” He added. You gave small laugh as you turned to look at him. “Where are you headed?” He questioned, looking at your outfit with curiousity. “Sorority party, I’m rushing.” He smiled brightly. “What sorority?” He seemed interested. “Alpha Chi Omega.” You shrugged and he smiled down at you. “I’m in Delta Chi.” His smile not fading. “I hope you do get in, they’re good people.” You scoffed. “Are you sure about that?” You questioned, “kind of intense.” You shrugged. You both edged near a huge brightly light house. “Wow,” Jimin walking up while you stayed behind to gawk. “Come on Cinderella, the ball is inside.” He chuckled as he pushed open the doors. So many people inside, it was as if the doors closed muted the sounds of the party. “Jimin!” A few guys called out, Jimin getting swallowed by the crowd leaving you to find your way around. The house was crowded and you felt lost. You couldn’t find amber nor Jimin, so you attempted to make your way to the bar. Before you could reach it, an arm pulled you away. “Yn, we’ve been waiting for you.” Amber appeared, dragging you to her circle of friends. “This one?” The unfamiliar face eyed you. “Why?” She added and amber pouted. “Please, Jada. Your recruits are unfitting. We were down 15% last year.” Amber argued as you were confused to what the conversation was about. Jada looked back to you, eyeing you up and down as she raised her brow to judge. “Hey, take care of this one.” Jimin walked by, his arm wrapping around your shoulder respectfully as he joined the circle. Jada’s entire attitude switching as she watched him. “Of course! We love her.” She lied, Jimin ignoring her as he looked down to you. “Don’t walk back by yourself, I’ll go with you. Find me when you’re ready to leave okay?” He said seriously. You gave small nod and he walked off. “How do you know Jimin?” Jada’s voice somewhat snappy, but she was genuinely curious. “We’re in the same building, I ran into him this morning.” You explained and she gritted her teeth together. “Down, Jada.” Amber glared, she turned her attention to you as Jada stormed off. “God, fucking ignore her.” She exhaled. “Jada is our senior. This is her last year here,” amber explained. “Thank fucking god for that.” She rolled her eyes. “Jimin is younger, he’s in the sophomore class, but she has this weird obsession with him.” She sipped her drink, shrugging. “Jimin doesn’t want her,” she shrugged again. “Obviously.” You couldn’t help but snort at her comments. “Anyway, i think you’ll be a good fit. Besides, you will have Jada’s vote now that she knows Jimin is your friend-slash-building mate.”

The night went on, conversations after conversations and introductions after introductions all making you nothing but tired. “Hey, Im gonna head home.” You whispered to amber, a tongue attached to her neck as she nodded at you. “Jimin, upstairs.” She was too distracted to answer correctly. You glared upstairs, debating on if you should go up to find him or not, but you really didn’t want to walk alone either. You tried to squeeze your way through the crowd, making your way upstairs as quickly as possible. “Great.” You laughed at yourself. The hall way of rooms making you grunt as Jimin could be in any one. You knocked on the first two, but no answer. Making your way to the other side to repeat, no answer. You didn’t even feel like going down the entire hall so you turned around. Leaving the party alone, like Jimin advised you not to do. Who knew the campus could get this black. It was as if the lighted pathway was doing absolutely nothing. What was the point of having lampposts if they weren’t going to light the way properly. You continued down the pathway when you heard heavy footsteps and breathing following you. “Hey!” They huffed, “I said find me.” Jimin caught up to you. “Did you run all the way here?” You gaped, why would he do that? “Yes, I’m serious. You shouldn’t be alone.” He tried to swallow his breath. “not all guys are as nice and sweet as me.” He swallowed still out of breath. “I’m flattered that you ran after me.” You smiled. “I did try to find you, I just couldn’t and I’m tired.” You shrugged and he saw you shiver. “Here,” He unzipped his hoodie, wrapping it around your body as he rubbed your arms to get them warm. “Thank you.” You smiled once again. “Are you this nice to all the girls you meet?” You joked, but he only smiled shyly. “Only the worthy ones.” His dimple appearing as he watched you. “So, did they accept you?” He questioned excitedly. “I honestly don’t know. Amber wanted me, but Jada didn’t really want me there. I could feel it.” His face cringing at the sound of Jada’s name. “Ah, not a fan?” You laughed and he shook his head aggressively. “She-“ He tskd. “I don’t even know how to explain that one.” He laughed loudly. Arriving to your building, he held the door open for you. “We’re on the same floor.” He moitioned for you. “Stairs or elevator?” He asked, you wanted to keep talking to him, but you were tired. “Any other day, I would’ve said stairs.” You pouted. “But Im five seconds from falling asleep on the floor.” You laughed as he pushed the button. “So I heard you’re a sophomore.” Jimin nodded as he let you on the elevator first. “Yes, although don’t ask me my major. I’m still undecided.” You both pushed floor 2, your fingers touching making you jerk back shyly. “Sorry,” You whispered but he only smiled. “Well,” he stopped in front of your door. “This is you.” You removed his hoodie and handed it back to him. “Thank you for walking me-to and from. Sorry if it ruined your getting laid chances.” He shook his head. “Getting laid by random girls is not my thing.” He watched you carefully. “I’m more of a walk a girl home and hope I get a kiss on the cheek, and maybe a date kind of guy.” He flirted, cutely. Your eyes crinkling as you smiled at him. You stood on your tippy toes, pressing your lips to the corner of his mouth. Almost a kiss, but not quite. You could feel him smiling as you did so, pulling away to a rosy cheeked jimin, nearly matching his hair. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” You whispered softly. “8?” He pushed, but you allowed. You gave a small nod and he smiled happily. “Goodnight yn,” he licked his lips, trying his best to stop himself from smiling. “Goodnight, Jimin.”

[lotustories]

Quick update

So Sincerely, Yours has ended. There will be one last part, but I’m not sure when.

Despicable, unfortunately because of lack of interest. I have lost interest in writing it jsjsk so I will not be finishing it.

Define: love is my main focus right now. I hope you will enjoy it.

[lotustories]

Quick update

So Sincerely, Yours has ended. There will be one last part, but I’m not sure when.

Despicable, unfortunately because of lack of interest. I have lost interest in writing it jsjsk so I will not be finishing it.

Define: love is my main focus right now. I hope you will enjoy it.

[lotustories]

Sincerely, Yours

Lie To Me Sequel

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Type: fluff, smut

Warning: mentions of sexual activity, alcohol use and vulgar language.

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Chapter 12 (short)

“You are going with us to the fair tonight aren’t you?” Namjoon questioned. His eyes looking down at you as you lied on the couch with a bowl of snacks. “Depends, what is there?” You pouted at him, he snickered as he lifted the bowl away from you. “Funnel cakes, games, your boyfriend.” He tapped your nose. “Speaking of my boyfriend, where is he?” You sat up, realizing that yoongi was gone nearly all day. “He went shopping with Hoseok.” Namjoon held his hand out for you to take, lifting you off the couch and to your feet. “You fuck them both and look what happened,” Namjoon joked. “Inseparable.” Your eyes narrowed but he only let out a loud laugh. As you both head to the kitchen, You Run into Seokjin cooking. “Seokjin, please get a new hobby.” You sat on the stool, a small smile falling onto his face. “Who would make sure you all eat then?” He continued cutting, Namjoon sitting beside you. “I think the others will survive without a personal chef.” Jimin entering as Namjoon finished. “I think I will not.” He pouted, heading beside Seokjin to see what he was cooking. “You know how to cook, Jimin.” Seokjin snorted. “But I don’t like to.” The cabin was soon filled with the sounds of the others entering. Yoongi stopping midway when he noticed you. “Hey, babe.” You chirped only to get a small smile before heading to his room. “He’s pissy today.” Hoseok entered and went to hug you. “Get ready, we’re going to the fair tonight.” He said before walking upstairs.

You did as told, getting ready for tonight. Yoongi was trying his best to avoid you, and it began upsetting you. At first you thought it was the three-some, but it’s been days and this sudden mood change barely started. Your attempts at getting him to give you attention, failing. He gave no more than 3 words when answering. You began to get frustrated, but you contained your temper. Except you were also going to make it known you were upset with him. You wore a tempting dress to purposely annoy him, and your makeup was done for once. You look completely different, but that was the point. You walked downstairs and his eyes caught you immediately. The slightest soften in them as he gazed at you. “You look beautiful.” Namjoon spoke, yoongis eyes tore away from you and immediately to Namjoon. A slight glare. “Thank you, is it going to be cold?” You spoke for anyone to answer. The mumbled sounds of 7 men answering you making you snicker. “Well, come on!” You motioned for them to hurry up. All of them scurrying out of the room and into the car. “You look beautiful.” Yoongi stood behind you. “I’m surprised you noticed.” A small hmph sound existing your mouth. “I’m sorry, it’s not you.” He smiled before pressing a slight kiss to your cheek and walking out to the car. Well if it wasn’t you, what was it.

The ride was somewhat quick, the men talking amongst themselves and Yoongi trying his best to speak to anyone but you. “So, are you okay?” Namjoon frowned at you. Your nod making him smile. “I’m okay, would be better if my boyfriend wasn’t ignoring me.” You whispered, Namjoon peering over at Yoongi in a deep conversation with hoseok. “He’s not ignoring you.” Namjoon sighed, giving you a slight nudge as he turned his attention to the front of the car. When you arrived, you were immediately taken by Jimin. “You’re mine for the night.” He announced, and a part of you hoped Yoongi would argue; but he didn’t. He let Jimin pull you away and you felt hurt. “Is Yoongi mad at me?” You yelled after Jimin. His hand gripping your wrist as he led you into the fair. “No, I don’t think so?” He shrugged. Your hand falling from his. “He is ignoring me, I don’t know what I did.” You pout but Jimin only rolled his eyes. “Less talk about him, more enjoying the rides with me.” He pulled you into the fun house. The eerie lights and mirrors making you groan. “I hate these.” You mumbled but he only pulled you along. “But they’re fun to walk through-fuck!” A crew member jumped out, scaring him. “Not cool man.” He cocked his head as he exhaled trying to swallow his breath. As you traveled through the fun house Jimin held onto you. “I hate these, yet you’re more scared than me.” You snorted as you exited. Jimin huffing at your comment. “Time for food.” He dragged you immediately to the food concessions. You find jungkook sitting at a table with a few hot dogs in front of him. “Hey!” He waves at you excitedly. “One of those for me?” You joked knowing well that they’re all for him. His doe eyes widening as he stutters to answer. “I’m kidding,” your laugh making him smile. “Oh,” he mumbled, but he still pushed his food toward you. “I won’t eat it all,” he paused. “Now”. He joked, his eyes lighting up as he saw you push the food back. “Have you seen yoongi?” His mouth full of hot dog, he shook his head no. A small pout falling on your lips as you looked around. Your eyes landed on hoseok near the ring toss, so you lifted yourself up and made your way toward him. “Hey,” You scared him, his hand flying to his chest as he sighed. “Yn,” he smiled. “Have you seen yoongi?” You questioned, his lips pursing as he shook his head no. “He was talking to some girl and then I haven’t seen him since,” hoseok shrugged. your eyes furrowing but realization of what he said making his eyes widen. “Oh, no.” He shook his head quickly. “Not like that, she was a worker helping him with something I think,” he started peering around. “He was by the bathrooms.” He whispered, still looking. “Hey, yn.” A hand pulled your arm, your eyes looking up to find Taehyung dragging you away from hoseok. “Hey, have you seen yoongi?” You asked hopefully, but he only shook his head as well. “Where are we going?” You pouted as he kept pulling you through the crowd. “They’re starting the fireworks soon.” He smiled brightly as he brought you to the middle. You noticed the boys closing in to join, but still no yoongi. Before you could even open your mouth, Jimin was in your ear. “Fireworks are supposed to be seen with someone you love.” He squeezed, the fireworks cutting off your words as your attention turned up. You felt sad, all night you searched for yoongi but he avoided you. Even now, the time you were meant to spend next to him. He was gone. You smiled at the pretty colors, and your eyes fell to your friends who were watching them in awe. The tiniest smile creeping along your face. The fireworks faded and your friends all looked down at you In usion, their eyes falling behind you. Following their eyes confused as yours landed on yoongi. A small smile on his face as he lowered himself to his knee. You were frozen a moment, your heart pounding and ears ringing from the fireworks. Only able to make out the mouthing of his words, “Will you marry me?”

To be Continued..