any update on HLAB?? đ I've been checking almost everyday since the last chapter in hopes of any update đ but obviously no pressure just wanna let ya know the fic is so good đ€đŒ
Sending lots of love đ«đ«¶đŒâš
Hey lovely, I'm so sorry I actually couldn't work on it for the past couple of weeks. I've been sick and busy (not a good combination). But the good news is I've finished one part and there's only one more to go so hopefully, I'll be able to update it within this week. Thank you so much for reading and loving my work sweets. And for this ask too. I'm happy to know you are waiting. It gives me the motivation to finish it up quickly. I promise you I'm doing my best to update it this week. Thank you for your support again. â„ïžâ„ïžâ„ïžâ„ïž
maybe your next jimin fic can be a yandere fic?? đ i know this is a jk fic but i just finished reading perfect partner and woah! it was amazing!
Hey babes, I'm so glad you enjoyed Perfect Partner. It was my first ever yandere fic and I'm so happy to know you guys are still reading it and enjoying it. And of course we can do a yandere Jimin fic next. I think I have couple of ideas as well. Gahhh yandere obsessed Jimin is such a swoon worthy idea đ. Don't worry this is on my to do list. Anyway, thank you for reading and loving my work lovely. Means so much to me â„ïžđ
So i found you recently (like a month ago?) and I've been immersed in your stories they're actually soo freaking investing!!
But apart from that, what really makes you so awesome is your replies to the comments and asks. You're such a sweetheart and that's the reason why I like commenting and reblogging your posts.
I hope you never change, you really are a ball of sunshine đ
Take care đ
Hey sweetheart! Oh this ask is so sweet I actually want to cry..... I'm so serious okay! And are you reading all of em? Really? See... I want to cry. I am not the sweetheart, you are!
But... Thank you for deciding to give shot at my fics and loving them babe. And thank you so so so much for showing your support through every little thing you do. It means so much to me. You guys are the reason why I keep writing and still loving it.
And I hope you never change as well sweet thing. I hope you'll keep reading, enjoying and be so happy. Again, thank you so much for your love and support. ILY â„ïž đ
note: I have more so wait up for another one! these are such classics I started with like months or a year ago I love them sm these authors are so peak omg <3
Yuuus give us ur fave bts writer/fic recommendations!! Or any other fandoms pls đ€Č
well hello !! im sorry this took so long, i've not checked my inbox at all recently bc i've felt extremely lazy (im going through some shit atm but on the mend oof)
i've only recently started rereading bts fics after a longgggg time but here are some writers that have stood out to me:
@missenu (pls go read in the frame like yesterday !! it's a masterpiece)
@sparklingchim
@dreamersparacosm
@voyter
@inthelow
@jenyluv
@words-in-purple
@lovieku
@leahsfavefics
@peoniesnro
@gukcnt
@spideyjimin
@seokbite
@soft4gguk
these are a few off the top of my head, though i know there are many many more talented writers that my pea brain is forgetting rn :)
đ« I know I'm too late to thank you but thank you so much for adding me in here and I'm so honoured to be one of your favs sweets. Thanks again and am so sorry! â„ïž
in HLAB, was it really the reader's mother who unlocked the door?? đ I find it a lil sus cause the reader was sure she locked the door and was so confused to hear that the door was unlocked cus her mom was somewhere outside so I was thinking it was maybe someone else? đ
(I could be overanalyzing it idk I'm sorry đ pls ignore if it's not the case)
God hahaha this is such a good question!!! Can't believe you noted that. But... all I can say is maybe it was her. It should be. No reason for Jungkook to break in to his best friend's home yeah? And you're totally not overanalysing hahaha. But it could be just her. đ
Anyway, thank you for reading sweet thing and for this ask â„ïž
Hello how are you babe! hope you doing alright author just wanna check on you and say that I love how you write your stories Iâm obsessed itâs so captivatingđ
Hello babes!! Omg thank you so much â„ïžâ„ïžđ.. I'm doing al right. I mean as best as I can and am back to enjoy writing. I hope you're doing great too and staying healthy!! I'm really glad you love my work love đ. You are so sweet and makes me want to keep going. Thank you for reading my works and loving them. And also for this really sweet ask. You made my day â„ïž
Hiyaa! I know I'm asking a lot, though can you please release another jiminff series with different conceptđ„č
Don't feel pressure babe take your time! Hope you doing alright authorâ€ïžâ€ïž
Hiyaa lovely!! Nooo you're not asking a lot.... not at all!! please flood my inbox with million asks and I'll be so grateful for you. Don't ever think you're bothering me with asks. Even though it might take me some times to get back to you, I always read your words and they always actually bring me to the verge of tears. Please send more asks â„ïž
And I will release another Jimin fic with hundred other genres and concepts. Please be patient with me as this will take time. But I'm asking out of curiosity what kind of genre do we like?
Anyways, I'm doing great despite my busy life and these days I'm enjoying writing HLAB and also about to start IAU next chapter. It's gonna end soon đ. Thank you for asking love and I hope you're doing great too. Thanks for thinking of me, reading my works and loving them. I'm so so soo grateful â„ïžâ„ïžâ„ïž
Hii author, I just want to ask you if you will make another Jimin fanfic/series after you finish writing In Another Universe?
Your story is the best Iâve ever read, and I really love how you write your stories, author!â€ïž
Hey lovely! of course I will. I already have couple ideas. The only problem is the time though. I either don't have time or when I have time, I am too tired but still I will write many more Jimin fics as I can't stay away from that man.
And this is so sweet đâ„ïž. I'm so glad you like IAU babes. Especially since it's my first ever work it means so much to me that you love it. So, thank you so much for ever deciding to give it a shot and then loving it.
Synopsis - You love Jungkook. Have been almost all your life. Being an idiot who hoped heâd see you the way you saw him one day. Only for him to crush your heart when he falls for a boy. Kim Taehyung. You think the only thing that could get worse is the pain in your heart. Unfortunately however, pain is the easy part.Â
a/n- Hey lovelies! So I finally manage to finish the second part and I stayed true to my words and wrote on 3K words. I hope you'll like it and maybe the next part will be more interesting than this. Hope you'll enjoy. LY as always â„ïž (ps. I'll create a master post for the series later!)
Today has been tiring. It's been a week since you had to sit in the company of your new mortal enemy, trying to keep him entertained and making excuses for your friend/the man you love- for his lack of an appearance that day. Apparently, Mr Kim hadn't let him go until he had rewritten the entire paper to perfection.Â
Fucking favouritism!
Not that you'd ever complain about Jungkook's achievements, though. No matter how he earns it. In the end, however, you had to spend an hour and a half with Kim Taehyung as Jungkook never showed up. Then Jungkook had fallen into a spiral of anxiety that he already messed up his chances with Taehyung and you had to do TED talks to comfort him and motivate him.Â
MOTIVATE HIM!
For fuck's sake! You don't know why your life is such a misery.Â
You drop your bag on the floor next to your bed as you pad over to your window, looking over your neighborâs house. In fact, right into Jungkookâs room. A room right across from his has served to be both a blessing and a curse. Blessing since all you have to do is be a creep and peer inside his room. Even if heâs not there. Even if the curtains are down and you canât see anything. Even if all you can see is his silhouette moving around. You have learned to take immense relief in having him so close to you, just within your eyesight.Â
Then thereâs the curse. Curse of sometimes witnessing the girls who end up on his black silk covered bed. Sometimes, youâre so cursed to see not just silhouettes but the two people lost in pleasure right in the flesh. Some days youâre cursed to listen to the moans. Groans. Creaks of the bed if itâs a wild day. You donât know how many times youâve cried wearing headphones, whatever song you listened to blasting in your ears at full volume.Â
Still, you refused to change your room, not that you had many options in your cramped house, anyway. But even without that excuse, it always has been comforting to know heâs right there within your reach. Even when it hurts. Like now. You sigh as you notice that the curtains are drawn in his room and thereâs no light coming in. Heâs not home yet. You donât know where he is. Maybe with Taehyung? Itâs not like heâs to tell you his whereabouts every five minutes.Â
You groan, walking back to your bed and plopping down. The stained, yellowed ceiling stares back at you. The exhaustion is pulling at your bones. Maybe itâs not just the work and academic stress. Maybe itâs just that youâve been continuously restless ever since Jungkook admitted to liking Taehyung. You try to cope with it. You do. Every waking minuteâno scratch that, even in your sleep, you try to make peace with the fact that heâs fallen for someone else. Again. And thereâs nothing you could do but accept it and move on. But the problem is, if it was that easy, you wouldâve done it already.
Even now, when you donât know where the hell he is, it leaves your mind in a restless state that you feel physically ill. Itâs not that heâs never left your texts unread or that you always knew his whereabouts. Other days you didnât mind it. These days? You do.Â
You check your phone for the millionth time.Â
You: Are you going home straight after classes? (5. 21 p.m.)Â
Itâs been hours since you sent that text but Jungkook hasnât even read it. What if heâs with Taehyung? What if theyâre getting closer?Â
You squeeze your eyes shut and bite your tongue so you wonât scream the way you want to. Sometimes you want to hit yourself. Because what the hell is wrong with you? If heâs getting closer to the person he likes, you should be happy. Goddammit you need a distraction. If only your brain would ever agree with what you want though. Even before you can try to distract yourself and even without you knowing, you're back to thinking about him. Him. Him. HimâŠÂ
You close your eyes, giving up trying to block the images of Jungkook playing in your mind. His smile. His black eyes. His lip ring. His piercings. Tattoos. Oh fuck his tattoos. Heâs already good fucking looking. Why would he have to go and get motherfucking tattoos too. Fuck, how would it feel to have that arm covered in tattoos wrapped around your throat. Or better, buried between your thighs. Youâve heard the women in his bed practically scream so thereâs no doubt he can steal your ability to walk for a few hours if he wants to. You wish he would. You wonder how itâd feel. To be pinned beneath him as he rocks into you. Losing his mind for you as desperately as you do for him. Moaning and groaning your name. Praising you. His cock driving into you over and over again.
A soft whimper escapes you. Youâve walked through this path before. Your pathetic imagination gets the better of you and thereâd be nothing you could do but give in. Besides, youâre at least allowed some kind of reprieve right? Itâs no harm to anyone. Allowing your mind to sink into even deeper fantasies, you unbutton your denim hastily and waste no time pushing one hand inside your pants and beneath the cotton underwear.Â
Your fingers graze over your wetness. It should be ridiculous how wet you get by the mere thought of a man. But here you are. You place two fingers over your throbbing clit and start drawing figure eights as your brain paints images of Jungkook on top of you, giving you a ghost of the feeling of how itâd be to be so full of him, stretched around his cock. You imagine his husky voice moaning for you.Â
âKookieâŠâ You breathe as your body starts going taut, already about to explode with pleasure. Your breaths are coming ragged as you buck your hips into your own hand, pretending itâs his. Getting closer and closerâ
The door to your room bursts open, making you scream, pull your hand out and sit down all in a span of half a second, just as Jungkook barges in.Â
âGuess what?â He beams, completely disregarding your startled state and the obvious proof of what you were doing. Or you donât think he notices anything anyway. Too caught up in his own mind.Â
âWhat the hell?â You snap, dragging a pillow into your lap and wiping your hand on your thigh discreetly. âDo you know anything about knocking?â You furrow though youâre not really mad at him. You donât think youâll ever be able to get really angry at him. Jungkookâs beaming expression doesnât waver for even a second. He clicks his tongue as he jumps into your bed. Stomach first.Â
âAs if youâd have anything to hide from me.â He snorts. You gasp in offense.Â
âI do. A lot actually. What if I was changing or something?â You furrow.Â
âOh câmon woman, Iâve changed your clothes when you were drunk more than I can fucking count. So, will you please shut up and listen to me.â Jungkook rolls his eyes. Playfully but all you feel is the way your heart clenches. He says that as if it's nothing. Like seeing you naked is as normal as breathing. No biggies at all. But why? Maybe thatâs the problem. Maybe youâve grown too close to him that he doesnât see you as a woman anymore. But then heâd fallen for a man too, hadnât he? Then why? Why would he never see you like that?Â
You force yourself to react to his rude gesture with a roll of your own eyes. You have to pretend nothing is wrong. You can do it. Youâve done it plenty of times. Yet youâre not ready to ignore the fact he just barged in. âStillâŠâ You say sternly and gasp. âWait! How did you get in anyway? I thought the front door was locked.â With furrowed brows, you bring your hand to scratch your neck. Â
âYour Mom.â Jungkook says, changing his position into a seated one. âNow will youââ
âSheâs back so soon? I thought sheâd gone for groceries.â You interrupt him, not really wanting to listen to him since you know itâs nothing good but also genuinely curious what your mother is doing. Youâre certain that just as you came home, she left for groceries and you locked the front door after you. Then your mother is as unpredictable as a stray cat. Nobody knows what she does. Itâs annoying that she decided to stay home though. You donât like it.Â
âI donât know. Sheâs home.â Jungkook shrugs and then pouts. âSo, you wonât listen to me?âÂ
That pout melts you. Of course it does. You canât really ignore him. Even though his words might gut you. âSorry, sorry.â You scratch your neck again before settling in and paying all your attention to him. âYou just startled me. What is it?âÂ
Jungkookâs expression goes back to beaming like a ray of sunshine. âTae asked me if I want to hit the gym with him tomorrow!â A shit eating grin appears on his face. Stark contrast to yours. You feel like your body has grown heavy suddenly. This shouldnât be such a devastating thing to hear honestly. Itâs not like he confessed to Jungkook or something. Jungkook, however, is a certified gym rat. And if thereâs anything that would make him like someone more than he already does would be to share that part of his life with him.Â
âOh!â You gulp, failing miserably to hide your disappointment. âButâIâumâthought⊠thought we were going together.â Then you add, worsening your own situation. Somehow, it doesnât deter Jungkookâs enthusiasm.Â
âCourse we are.â He starts rocking back and forth excitedly, making your tummy flutter. He looks like a giant baby bunny. Gives you all kind of fucked up sensations. Urges to just reach out and swallow him whole. âI told you I need your help, right? So, I need you there. All of us can go together.âÂ
Butterflies in your stomach strangle in his words and die a quick death. You know you agreed to help but you donât want to be a third wheel. No. Youâve done that with Ysela. Sitting back and watching them dote on each other. Only youâd know the pain. You thought you could do it again. Maybe not. You sigh. âBut what do you need help with at the fucking gym?â You do your very best to keep your emotions in check.Â
âI donât know. We still need to know if heâs into men, (___). Maybe, you can keep an eye on him. See if heâs staring at the asses of hot girls?â Jungkook says thoughtfully.Â
âHe could very well be into both men and women.â You roll your eyes.Â
âExactly! So you can keep an eye on whether heâs looking at menâs asses too.â He perks up then gives you a look. â Câmon, (___)! Iâm not gonna ditch you just because he asked to join. Youâre my best friend.â
There it is. Again. Best friend!
Fucking best friend!Â
Thatâs it. Nothing more. Never will be. The words slice through you like a knife through smooth butter. You donât even like going to the gym. Itâs simply not your thing. But youâve kept up with it simply because itâs just one thing you had with Jungkook. Just you two. For years. Now itâs ruined.Â
Oh, you hate Kim Taehyung with a passion.Â
You hate him.Â
âŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠ..
You donât like being in the gym. Running on a treadmill and lifting weights has never been appealing to you in any kind of way. Especially the part where you have to leave home for the gym has always come out as a pure torture. Sure, it has its own perks. At least you manage to maintain a body that wouldâve been a dream otherwise. Still, you wouldâve much preferred to do home pilates and be done with it. But you did it anyway. A place thatâs not your favorite has become a safe haven for you when you share it with Jeon Jungkook. No matter how unbearable it is to run on a stupid machine that never gets you anywhere, you find itâs not that bad when Jungkook is running next to you. Bench press hasnât been that bad when he is there to lend a hand. So has everything else. With Jungkook, youâve been on cloud nine in hell.Â
Not today, though. No. Today you ran alone. It was Kim fucking Taehyung who stood there with you, watching you like a hawk while you struggled to lift double of your weight for no fucking good reason. Then you spend the rest of the session watching Jungkook grin and blush like an idiot whenever Taehyung said something stupid. Something utterly and unbelievably stupid! But Jungkook was having the time of his life. It was annoying. Madly so. But there was nothing you could do but watch. Watch while burning in your own hell. Doing your utmost best not to cry.Â
Surprisingly, or not so surprisingly, you have succeeded. Yet itâs still infuriatingly annoying as youâre walking back from the gym, side by side with the two men. Jungkook mindlessly talking about everything and anything that comes to his mind. Taehyung trying to engage you in the conversation which is even more annoying. Why would he even try? Whatâs the point of trying to be nice to you? You donât care in the slightest.Â
Itâs a short walk from the gym to both yours and Jungkookâs houses and Taehyung had said something about getting the bus from the next bus stop. For some reason, it feels like miles away to you. So you stop suddenly, jerking your head toward the cafe among the dozen other shops next to the gym.Â
âI need a coffee.â You mumble, just so you can get away from Taehyungâs endless questions and Jungkookâs lovestruck gaze.Â
âYou shouldnât take that much sugarââ Jungkook starts. You know. Heâs made sure the words are engraved into your mind. You try to tell him that you know but donât care, but itâs Taehyung who butts in first.Â
âHell yes!â He exclaims with such enthusiasm, you raise a brow at him. âI mean, I normally donât drink coffee but maybe I can try what you guys like.â He shrugs, looking from you to Jungkook. Just like that, the man who was about to give you a four hour lecture regarding your bad habits, bites down his bottom lip. Grinning.Â
Oh, for the sake of fuck! Can he be any more obvious than that?
âYou sure?â Jungkook asks.Â
âSo, you drink coffee? I thought you didnât.â Taehyung snorts softly and says in a teasing voice. You look between them, that familiar sinking sensation enveloping you. So far, up to your knowledge, nothing has transpired between the two. Taehyung has no idea that the man in front of him is madly in love with him. Jungkook has no idea whether Taehyung is even into men. But thereâs a certain kind of look in Taehyungâs eyes that makes you wonder. Maybe he knows. And maybe, just maybe, heâs into Jungkook as well. A sheepish grin appears on Jungkookâs face. Like a child who got caught eating candy when he shouldnât be.Â
Oh, you canât. Canât do this anymore.Â
âCaramel Latte then?â You interrupt their star struck staring competition. âIâll grab them.â You try to walk in when Jungkook stops you.Â
âNo, you stay. Iâll grab them.â He confirms with Taehyung one more time that he wants the same thing and disappears inside the bustling cafe, leaving an annoyed you and an awkward Taehyung standing in front of it. A moment passes in utter silence.Â
âSoâŠâ Then Taehyung asks slowly, making you frown immediately which fortunately he canât see as youâre standing a few feet before him, facing the cafe. âYou and Jungkook have been friends for how long?âÂ
You hate talking with Taehyung, but among everything you could talk about, you hate talking about your and Jungkookâs friendship. Generally, you donât like when people use friendship in the same sentence with the name Jungkook. Especially when the person who asks and talks is someone Jungkook likes. Youâre probably being a sour bitch but when someone does that it feels to you like theyâre rubbing the ugly truth of Jungkook never loving you in your face. Like itâs intentional. Poking at your wounds. Being smug that they have him and not you. Youâre certain Ysela did that. She knew you liked her man. You canât blame her though. You wouldâve done the same. And now you canât help but think itâs exactly what Taehyung is doing. Youâd prefer to completely ignore him and mind your own business but he takes a step closer to you, making your spine go rigid. You can practically taste his presence behind you. Surely you just canât ignore it.Â
âFor way too long.â You mumble without turning to look at him. He, however, just walks beside you and offers you a smile.Â
âYeah? Like four years? Five years?â Keeps inquiring. That makes you snort. âWhat?â Taehyung gasps. He seems like heâs a bit offended but the glint in his eyes says heâs just pretending.Â
âIâve known him ever since I was a kid.â You explain, finding no other way out of this than making small talk with him.Â
âWow! Thatâs cool.â Taehyungâs lips stretch into a perfect box, making you bristle with unpleasant jealousy. You canât match that beauty now, can you? Of course, you canât. You shouldnât even be bothered. But you are. You donât like the fact that he seems very pleased. As if you being only a friend to Jungkook is somehow appealing to him.Â
âWhy?â You ask just because thereâs nothing else to say.Â
âI donât know.â Taehyung shrugs. âItâs cool that you have a friend that stayed with you for so long.âÂ
Yeah, right?
Swallowing down your bitter thoughts, you glance back at the cafe. Itâs been a few minutes since Jungkook went inside. Not long enough for you to get agitated and go see what happened to your sweet coffee, though you want to escape the infuriating, demanding presence next to you.Â
âWhat the hell is taking so long?â You mutter as an excuse and almost take a step forward to walk away when Taehyung beats you to it.Â
âIâll go check.â He doesnât let you protest before he hurries inside the cafe, finally leaving you alone to wallow in your misery. You drag in a deep breath, reminding yourself that you still prefer to have Jungkook at least as your friend than losing him for good. If you are going to be a bitch to Taehyung, then thatâll be how this might end. Youâll lose Jungkook forever. No. Thatâs too cruel. You canât lose him. No. No way. You have to pretend to be a good friend whoâs supportive.Â
You need to get your shit together.Â
You did this before, so why not now?Â
With a determined nod to yourself, you look for your phone inside your bag just to give up on it when you hear Jungkookâs laugh as they both walk out. You raise your head to find Taehyung holding the door to Jungkook even though he is the one has two coffee cups in his hand, one tucked between his chest and forearm. Jungkook mouths a âthank youâ to him before Taehyung follows Jungkook. They both walk to you, those annoyingly beautiful smiles still plastered to their faces. Taehyung takes both coffee cups in his two hands as he walks over to you and hands one over to you. Despite all your determination, you frown at it.Â
Why couldnât Jungkook do it? He couldâve brought you your coffee.Â
God, arenât you pathetic? Just take the coffee. Itâs just coffee. But you donât get why heâs nice to you.Â
âThank You.â You take the coffee from his hand, muttering. Taehyung gives you that same beautiful smile before taking a sniff of his own coffee. As if it could be something suspicious. You fight the urge to roll your eyes as he blows on the hot content and takes a careful sip, grimacing immediately.
âItâs bitter.â He sticks his tongue out. Jungkook snorts yet his eyes hold those stars.
âDuh!â He exclaims. âItâs coffee.â
âI donât like coffee.â Taehyung nods, coming to a decision. Dramatic. Stupid. Jungkookâs giggle, which is almost like a teenage schoolgirl's, rings around as he wraps his arm around Taehyungâs shoulder.Â
âThen we will drink hot chocolate for the rest of our lives.â He says casually, draping his other hand in which heâs holding the coffee cup, around your shoulders, making you panic that heâll spill the coffee all over you. He doesnât. Instead he starts pulling both you and Taehyung back into walking. Heat spreads across your body. You know his arm around your shoulders is nothing but casual. Nothing like the one he has on Taehyung. But your poor, traitorous heart seems not to mind. The heat almost becomes unbearable, even your neck starts itching. You curse yourself in your mind for being this pathetic.Â
âMaybe we should hang out sometimes.â Taehyung offers, still sipping his coffee despite his great dislike. Grimacing with every sip. Torturing himself as if heâs obliged to finish the drink. âI mean, besides study sessions and gym.â Adds.Â
Oh, hell no!
âFuck yes!â Jungkook bellows, this time managing to spill his coffee a bit in his overenthusiasm. You throw him a glare, which he doesnât notice as his complete attention is on Taehyung. âWe make such a good trio, donât we?â He squeezes both of you.Â
You donât think so. You hate this.Â
But Jungkook looks adorable. You donât think you saw him this happy ever since Ysela. He deserves to be happy. Even though it means youâre miserable.Â
You smile at him softly, taking a sneaky glance at Taehyung over him to find Taehyung already looking at you. His boxy smile is still present on his awfully handsome face.Â
And you think you see a glint in his eyes.Â
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Can I ask when will "he likes a boy" pt.2 be posted? I loveddd the first part, I don't think I've ever read a fanfic with this concept. It's so interesting!!!
Hey lovely. Oh I'm so glad you liked the first part. I'm working on the next part. There's just little bit more to finish and since there are no many words it probably won't take long to edit. So, I guess I'll be able to upload it within this week. Hopefully. Don't take my word for it tho. I hope life will treat me good this week.
Thank you so much for reading and loving my work sweetie. Means so much to me â„ïž
Ahhhhthank you for blessing us with a brand new fic!! I can't wait to read it later today
I love your writing style and I already know this is going to be a good one!
Sooo I hope you've already read it anonnie. And if you did I'd very much like to know what you think of it. And thank you so much for finding my works enjoyable đ. I didn't even know I have my own way of writing tbh. Thank you sweetheart â„ïž
I want to...I swear I want to... I have so many ideas to write more stories. I wish I can find a way to write down everything that comes to mind without actually having to sit down and write. But what kind of ffs do you actually need? Yandere? Just asking.
Thank you for reading my works lovely. Means so much to me â„ïž
mama, Iâm kinda crying at how evil and good you are as a writer..so I just finished perfect partner and the ending gawd..youâre so evil like the suspense bro I really felt that shit and the ending? can you please assure my soul it has a happy ending like jungkook would magically become the mafia alpha king wolf and control them motherfucking police then they gangbang hoseok and jump on idk her name deubi or deibi instead for revenge or some shi
iâm fine in the head, I swear. no, I really swear. (I say as I get pulled back from the mental hospital)
LIKE IT CANâT BE WHY COULDNâT IT END HAPPILY USING THE POWER OF FRIENDSHIP AND REVENGE AHRHSHDHADHZHXHAHDJSJXJS MY SOUL MY SOUL CANâT TAKE THIS AND IâLL GODDAMN WONâT FORGET THIS FIC EVER COZ OF THE CLIFFHANGERđđđ I feel so bad for y/n bro like how can she move on from allat like imagine finding out your bf was cheating on you, then later finding out your BEST FRIEND was the bitch he was cheating on you with + being the bitch who literally sold your soul to your goddamn hot kidnapper who loves you in his crazy unhinged way THEN jimin who claimed he is no longer friends with hoseok coz heâs a cheating handsome boi decided to contact him when he found u and now that bitch deubi or duebi got jealous and ratted them to jungkook and the worst part, deubi or deobi didnât even die and jungkook got taken away:// I feel so bad for y/n bro needs to start her villain arc coz she was left with hoseok and da bitch who literally ruined her life just because sheâs a jealous mf BUT CONGRATS TO U FOR FINISHING ITT, UR SUCH AN AMAZING STORY WRITER AND U GODDAMN WELL KNOW HOW TO KEEP YOUR READERS HOOKED
you remind me of the meme âno, I canât laugh yet, I gotta hold it in.â you must have sounded like that before uploading the last part đ
Baby đ this ask had me crying and laughing. Let's calm down first. And lemme hold your hand when I say this as I don't want you to freak out and choke on your own spit. Maybe, just maybe, I'll write a Drabble. I swear I'm thinking about it. I even have some ideas. But I'm worried it will ruin the ending. Like I mean this way it's painful but memorable. Maybe this is the best ending. If I am to write more then there's a chance I'll make it even worse or...or... maybe good. It's 50, 50 so I'm kind of indecisive.
Anyway, I believe you're fine in the head. (I say as they drag me into the opposite room from yours)
Still, I'm so sorry for the ending tho. In all honesty, I wanted to create something memorable which I guess I achieved. You'll forever remember PP Jk and that's what I wanted exactly. And I love that you didn't get Da Bitch's name right even once đ. But we can have peace of mind since she has Jimin. He's sweetheart isn't he. But he isn't JK I know. I know đ đ. Sometimes I wonder I did this to myself. Trust me I was having a very hard time writing this but you're right... I was like that....
I was like this.
ANYWAY THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING LOVE. YOUR WORDS MEAN SO MUCH TO ME. ILY â„ïž
Synopsis - You love Jungkook. Have been almost all your life. Being an idiot who hoped heâd see you the way you saw him one day. Only for him to crush your heart when he falls for a boy. Kim Taehyung. You think the only thing that could get worse is the pain in your heart. Unfortunately however, pain is the easy part.Â
Paring- Kim Taehyung Ă Reader ft. Jeon Jungkook
Genre - Yandere/ Dark Romance
Warnings - None in this chapter but obviously there would be really questionable stuff including smut in the future as this is yandere.
Word count - 3K
a/n- So, my initial plan was to upload this as one shot but that would've taken so long with my busy as hell life. And as since some of you said it'd be great to have a mini series, I'll be uploading mini chapters like these. Let's hope my fingers won't slip and I end up writing 30K chapters in the future đ„Č. Good luck to me. And hope you'd enjoy this lovelies. ILY as always â„ïž (ps. Also let me know if you need a taglist)
Ever since you knew Jungkook, it was all pain. An endless pain of longing. Watching him falling in love, getting his heart broken, bringing new women to his bed. It was a pain that never got old. Over time you thought itâll get easier. You thought itâll only hurt the first time. When that sixteen year old boy came to you with pink cheeks and wide eyes admitting he liked one of your girl friends, it hurt like no other pain in the world. You wanted to rip the skin of the girl he liked. But of course you didnât. No. You were too weak to do that. Too weak and cowardly to do anything but watch him date other girls. Never ever strong enough to step up and confess that you loved him. With everything you had.
But how could you? Jungkook never looked at you that way. Never treated you in a way that was anything more than his best friend. Never ever touched you with a hunger in his eyes. Never ever smiled at you in any way other than platonic. Never looked at you with stars in his eyes. In a way he looked at other girls he liked. Then you shouldâve let him go. Taught your treacherous heart that heâll never be yours.Â
But how could you? Jungkook was the anchor of your life. The sweet boy next door who was always there for you through your hardest time. The boy who climbed through your window when you were hiding in your closet trying to drown the noises of your mom fighting with her one of many boyfriends. The boy who sneaked you out of your room and asked you to sleep in his bed when things got really bad. The boy who punched those rude boysâ faces when they thought it was funny to bully you. The boy who threatened to break the bones of your momâs that one boyfriend if he ever laid a finger on you again. The boy who was always yours but never truly yours.Â
Then there was hope. A kindling hopes that one day heâll miraculously wake up and realize what heâs been looking for this whole time has been right in front of him. That heâll suddenly realize he has feelings for you. That heâll come to you in the very end. Even if it takes years and years. At least there was the hope that you could work, change your whole life from your hair to your body to become a better woman than the girls he dated. Brought home. Slept with. Youâve always done that. Dieting. Gym. Short hair. Long hair. Dying. Hundred different styles. Not that it ever worked but there was always hope.Â
Until nowâŠ
Until this very moment youâre sitting across from him in the corner cafe near your college. His words that he had blurted out a minute ago still echoing inside your skull like a war drum.
âFuck, ___, I think I like a man!âÂ
Your first instincts are to laugh. Because what? Through all the time you knew him, you never saw him with a man. Never saw him at least being a tiny bit interested in a man. He always dated girls. Always slept with girls. You know. You wouldâve known if it wasn't considering how obsessed youâre with him. You know everything about him. And this is new.Â
âWhat?â You gape at him.Â
âI know right?â Jungkook groans, rubbing his hands across his face and then pulling down on his black beanie all the way down until it covers his reddened ears.Â
Oh!
Your initial surprise of hearing something utterly obscene dies away as you watch him. The little ring of laughter that wanted to escape you withers into nothing. Jungkook looksâŠdevastated. He looks troubled. Looks shy. But above everything he looks scared.Â
âButâbut um⊠I thought you were intoââ
âGirls? Yes, I know.â Jungkook blurts, not letting you carry on. âTrust me Iâm as surprised as you are, ___. But, fuck, I canât deal with this shit anymore.â He drops his head into the table. A gentle thud erupts making you wince. You donât know what to think of this situation now. Or what to tell him. Though, you can definitely feel a deep hurt within your body. Nothing physical. Jungkook raises his head again at your utter silence. âI mean, I am into girls.â He looks around. Then points at a girl in a mini dress and tights, her flared skirt making her ass look more perkier. âSee, sheâs goddamn hot and I sure will fuck her if she lets me.â He looks back at you.Â
Your heart plummets. In a very bad way. You donât know how pain never got easier. Jungkook always had someone wrapped around him. One girl after another. Especially after his terrible breakup a year ago. Itâs no secret that he loved Ysela. He loved her with everything he had. They were the Romeo and Julliet of the campus. Everyone believed theyâll be the end game. You thought so too. The two years theyâve been together were the hardest of your life. A life that wasnât worth living. Only that they didnât and she broke his heart, leaving behind a shell of a Jungkook who got drunk and cried on your shoulder everyday. Yet he never saw you. Itâs always been another girl. New. Old. Friends. Enemies. But never you.Â
Hell, you wouldnât have cared. You wouldâve been glad even if he chose to use your body as a distraction. He didnât. He wonât. Not even now.Â
You force down the lump in your throat. âBi then?â You ask meekly. And stupidly. Jungkook groans again.
âShould be right? I meanâŠâ He sighs. âYeah. But thatâs not the only problem, ___.â He clasps his hands, squeezing his left with his right. âIââ He gulps as if this is really hard for him. âUmâŠIâfuck, I really like him. Iâve been for weeks now, I canât handle this anymore. Itâs becoming too much it hurts me, ___. Like actually hurts me. Physically. And it scares me.â He gestures at his heart, a genuine fear crossing his eyes. The words settle on you like a boulder. Pressing on you. Crushing you beneath its weight. The lump youâve tried to swallow down returns ten times stronger. Even your head starts to spin.Â
You know how he feels. You know how it hurts. If there's anyone in this world who can relate, itâd be you.Â
âI mean,â Jungkook continues, completely oblivious to your internal breakdown. âNot the part that I like a man. I donât care. Butâbut that Iâm falling for someone again? That shit is fucking scary, ___. Iâyou know afterââ He swallows down his words. He doesnât speak her name. As if it will reopen the old, painful wounds. Instead he shrugs and gives you a look that says you know who. âI didnât think Iâd love anyone againâŠâÂ
His words drift away from you. Leaving a loud ring in your ears.Â
Love.
Did he say love?
Whenever he had brought a girl home with him, it hurt you like a bitch. Every time you saw him giving those hungry eyes to someone else, the jealousy had pricks at your heart so bad that youâve silently plotted those womenâs demise. Every time he dated someoneâwhich never lasted that long, you cried until your body collapsed with exhaustion. Yet all of those times, before and after Ysela, you always knew he wasnât in love. You knew those people would go away just like they came. Then there was this feeling you got with Ysela. You knew she wasnât going. There was a certain way Jungkookâs eyes sparked whenever he mentioned her. There was a specific kind of fear in his eyes when he told you that he was going to confess. And that was exactly like this.Â
Just like with Ysela, you know this manâwhoever he is, not going to go. So your heart weeps. Like it's physically bleeding. You have to fight the urge to clutch your chest.Â
âI tried to stay away. It was crazy anyway.â Jungkook is still rambling. Most of them do not reach your ears. âBut itâs becoming unavoidable now. I canât fucking sit back. I feel soâŠughâŠâ He throws his head back. Then dips his head back to look you dead in the eye. âI canât just let him go because of a past heartbreak, ___. I need to do something.âÂ
You suck in a small breath. God, you need to leave. Why? Why could it never be you? With the girls he used to date, even with Ysela, you at least had the hope of competing. Trying. Being the better one. The better choice. But this?Â
He likes a boy.
And even if you wanted to, you canât compete with that. Youâre hopeless. You canât become a boy now, can you.Â
You fist your hands in your sweater, so you wonât reach out and grab his hands. Then do something stupid like crying. Or, grabbing his shoulders and shaking the life out of him. Demanding why he canât see you. You canât do that. Heâs too precious to lose over your petty feelings. Youâve done this before. You can do this again.Â
âSo, you gonna confess?â After a breath you finally manage to ask without your voice breaking.Â
Jungkook freezes. Then shakes his head. âToo risky dammit. Canât just walk over and tell him. What if he doesnât like me.â He starts bobbing his leg frantically, that the table starts to rattle. You know that feeling too. âNo, fuck that, what if heâs not into men? No, no, noâŠwe have to get really close to him first and thenâthen weâll have to see if heâs not into men.â He turns his hopeful eyes toward you. Finally looking satisfied and a bit relieved. Though you freeze entirely this time.Â
âWe?â You question in alarm.Â
Jungkook shrugs. âYouâd help me right?â He shuffles into his feet immediately, walking around the table and scooting into your booth. You try to make space for him, your heart leaping in your chest despite the fact that you know these moments or touches mean absolutely nothing to him. You look at him with wide eyes as he throws his arm around your shoulder. âCâmon, help me. Youâre my best friend. If you donât help me then who else will?â A soft whine escapes him while an adorable pout decorates his mouth. You blink at his face. A sudden ache in your head makes you want to pound it into a wall. You feel nauseous.Â
He wants you to help you to get together with someone else?Â
How cruel is that? Why does life treat you this badly?Â
âPlease!â Jungkook pouts even harder. If thereâs anything thatâd hurt you more than seeing him falling in love with someone else, then it is seeing him heart broken. After Ysela, you think you cried harder than him. You were as miserable as him. More miserable than the time they were dating. You donât want to see him in that state ever again. No matter how hard itâll hurt you. This seems serious. He seems like he's really, painfully in love.Â
Besides how can you say no to him
So, you nod.Â
âYou know I will.â
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Hate.
Itâs the first thing that had bristled inside your veins the moment this male in front of you had walked into the study room. You knew that you wouldnât like the person who made Jeon Jungkookâthe man youâre painfully in love withâfall for them. But you havenât expected to hate that person this badly just after one look.Â
But you do. You donât know what exactly that is making you dislike him. Perhaps hate is a strong word. Perhaps you just donât like him. Whatever it is you absolutely donât want to stay in the vicinity of this man.Â
Kim Taehyung, as Jungkook said. Tae as the man himself introduced.Â
Thereâs something in him that makes you want to scream. Makes you want to cry and ask him to fuck off. Maybe itâs his looks. Because god dammit isnât he the most good looking human youâve laid your eyes on. You hate how effortlessly handsome, beautiful and ethereal he is. You hate his perfect height which makes him a character out of a book. You hate the way his thighs stretch against his grey pants as he sits. Why the hell would he have to have such delicious looking legs. You hate the way his biceps are bulged against his white T-shirt which you know is probably hiding the abs that must look mouthwatering too.Â
Then thereâs his face. His goddamn face. With his mismatched eyes and little moles. With his pretty lips that stretch into a box when he smiles. With his perfect nose and damn divining jaw. He is perfect. Thereâs nothing awful or ugly about him that you can point out. So you hate him. No wonder Jungkook decided to change his sexuality for him. You bet anyone would do it.Â
So, you hate him!Â
You hate him with everything you got. Though you canât do anything about it. Not now. You canât ask him to fuck off. Thereâs a promise you made to Jungkook. To help him. The only reason that pushes you to be civil at this moment. You have to pretend like youâre happy to be in his company while you wait for Jeon Jungkook, whoâs already fifteen minutes late. What a good impression heâs making of himself?Â
You: Where the hell are you, Jeon? (10.45 a.m.)
You shoot him the tenth text of the hour. The little words underneath the message lets you know that itâs been delivered but the guy doesnât read it. You almost send a follow up text.Â
âSoâŠyour friendâs been late?â Taehyungâs voice startles you as you snap your eyes to him in surprise though thereâs no reason to. In your defense you havenât talked much with each other apart from some polite pleasantries. You scowl at him. Well obviously Jungkook is late. You want to say it aloud but you swallow back the venomous words.Â
âLooks like it. Heâs not replying to meâ You answer as politely as you can.Â
âMaybe, heâs caught up with something.â Taehyung again offers. Not that you care. You simply shrug and drag your laptop closer to you.Â
It had been Jungkookâs stupid idea to arrange a study date, but for all three of you. Youâve disagreed of course. The knowledge of him falling for someone else again was painful enough. Agreeing to help him to win that person over was like ripping your skin off little by little. Then having to come for a study date to watch Jungkook do his best to flirt? That had truly sounded like a living hell. But here you are. Blankly staring at your laptop screen. Sitting with a stranger you already hate.Â
Oh the things you do for love!Â
âMaybe.â You still manage to answer without any bite in your voice, throwing a second glance at your phone, confirming Jungkook hasnât replied to you yet and hasnât read the message.Â
âSo, youâre studying Health?â Taehung picks up his coffee cup. You regret not buying one before you came. Not that youâll get sleepy. But youâre exhausted. Mentally. He takes a sip. Then before you can answer, he smiles at you and to your utter bewilderment holds the coffee cup towards you. âWant a sip?âÂ
Your lips part in surprise. Is he kidding? Youâre strangers. He just met you a few minutes ago. And he wants to share his fucking coffe with you? Yet you donât even get to refuse as he shoves the cup in your hand. You blink in surprise a few times, your brain failing to guide your body towards a suitable reaction, making you take a sip. Then you groan at the sweet chocolate taste.Â
âThatâs not coffee.â Stating the obvious you shove the cup back with furrowed brows.
âYeah.â The handsome stranger who just shared his drink with you shrugs, taking his cup back. âHot chocolate. Itâs cold outside.â He gestures his thumb behind him, indicating the outside world beyond this little study room. âBesides, I donât drink coffee.â He scrunches up his face in disgust. Offended, you try to call him fucking crazy when your phone finally buzzes with a new message.Â
Kookie: Sorry. (10.58 a.m.)
Kookie: Itâs Kim!!!! The bastard wants me to go through my fucking paper again before the cut off date. He wonât let me go!!!!! (10.58 a.m.)
Kookie: đđ(10.59 a.m.)Â
You read his messages, a sigh escaping you.Â
âIs that your friend?â Taeyung inquires again.Â
âYes, apparently Professor Kim wonât let him go.â You explain lightly as you begin to type back a reply.Â
You: Isnât that fucking favourism? (11.00 a.m.)Â
You: So you wonât come? WTH am I supposed to do with your crush????!!!!!! (11.00 a.m.)Â
A few minutes passes before you receive a reply from your best friendâwell, from the man youâre deeply in love with. Taehyung watches you over his drink with glinting eyes. God, even his eyes are pretty. You hate him. You hate him. You hate him.Â
âIs this the Kim with the specs or the other Kim with that killer face?â Taehyung takes another sip as he interrupts you. With furrowed brows you raise your head to look at him.Â
âUm⊠Kim Namjoon. Guess he is the one with specs.â You shrug.Â
âAh! Heâs annoying.â He adds while scrunching up his face.Â
âYou know him?â Itâs not that you want to engage in conversations but apparently there are no other options.Â
âCourse!â Taehyung chuckles. âMe and Kook both are in his class.âÂ
Of course, they are. You grit your teeth and pay attention to the new message you just received.
Kookie: I will!!! Please donât let him leave. Tell him Iâll be there within five minutes. (11.07 a.m.)
Kookie: Maybe ten (11. 07 a.m.)
Kookie: Maybe fifteen (11. 07 a.m.)
You: WTF?!!!!! Can you say a specific time đĄ (11.08 a.m.)
Kookie: Okay then ten minutes. Donât let him leave. đ đ (11.09 a.m.)
You sigh heavily then type back.Â
You: You owe me. Bring snacks, and a coffee for me (11.09 a.m.)Â
You: Not for your crushâŠ
You type the message and stop halfway wondering whether you should tell him your newest discovery about his crush. Jungkook wants you to help him to bag this man which is painful. Even the thought of him being with someone else makes your throat tighten. But even if you didnât help, will that make any difference other than you being a bitch of a friend? You guess not. You didnât help Jungkook to get together with Ysela. You were just a bystander with a broken heart who watched the love of your life doted on another woman like a love sick puppy. So this time itâll be the same anyway. Whether you help him or not. At least by helping, you can be a good friend.Â
You: Not for your crush tho. The man apparently doesnât like coffee. (11.12 a.m.)
You touch the send button just as Jungkook replies to you promising to bring a whole snack bar and a cafe. Then another text from him flashes on your screen.Â
Kookie: Wait! What? U serious? (11.12 a.m.)
You donât know what you expect but a very childish part of you selfishly and desperately hopes that Jungkook will miraculously decide he doesnât want anyone who wonât share his coffee addiction. But of course who are you kidding?
Kookie: Gahhh heâs fucking crazy. đ€€ đ Should I stop drinking coffee too? Will he think we have something in common then? (11.13 a.m.)
The way your heart sinks to your stomach makes you physically blanch. You donât know how the pain could get any worse. Youâve been suffering for years. Almost all your life. Youâve been through this before but it still hurts like someone is ripping your heart out of your chest. And the worst part? You know what Jungkook is doing. Itâs not simply liking someone. You would know. Because youâve done and still doing the same thing for him. Itâs ridiculous how many times youâve changed yourself hoping Jungkook would notice and fall for you. Itâs sickening how you change your hair five times a year mimicking whoever heâs having a fling with. Itâs tiresome how youâve changed your styles, started counting calories so youâd be the type heâs after. Even changing your hobbies. You no longer read like you used to. You, instead, play video games with Jungkook though youâre not the best at it. But you do them anyway. Trying to become someone who youâre not. Trying to become what he wants.Â
Just like how Jungkook is willing to do for this man in front of you.Â
Thatâs not good.Â
You bite your own tongue so you wonât start crying. Jungkook liking someone else is hard enough to stomach but to know that he likes someone on a similar level as you liking him, that is impossible to bear. Because, you know, that level of insanity leaves no space to return. Hell, even with Yesela, who was Jungkookâs one true love, you know Jungkook never tried to change himself. Maybe Yesela wasnât his one true love after all. Even with that, nothing you did to stand out in his eyes worked. And it wasnât that bad. You managed to compete with her because at least she was a woman.Â
