flower boys by siderum [3k] [not rated]
“it was pretty,” namjoon protests, trying to defend himself. “and it was a gift from a fan. wouldn’t she have been troubled to have to take it home?”
“and you brought it back to let it die?” yoongi interjects, dry as sand. he rises to his feet, dusting off his jeans. “you gonna take care of it, namjoonie?”
“how hard can it be,” namjoon says, but he sounds hesitant, like he knows his own annihilatory powers will trump his determination. “it’s a small plant. it needs water, sunlight, and air. we can provide all of those. piece of cake.”
(yoongi and jungkook take care of a plant together.)
bergen, 4:30 a.m. by bellamees [3k] [mature]
“its coming of age day, hyung. i’m allowed to be reckless.”
wind chimes by ial [3.8k] [teen]
so, that: that is the bottom line. they’re just roommates.
(yoonkook, one apartment and lousy communication.)
you and me are like peaches and cream by wormkun [4k] [general audiences]
where jungkook is the new employee at the ice cream shop where yoongi works, and yoongi really, really didn't ask for any of this.
(or, jungkook is pretty and yoongi is weak)
Pitch Perfect by paperorchids [4k] [teen] ϟ
Yoongi doesn’t do well with heat.
It makes him sweaty and flushed and irritable, all things any sane human would be thoroughly repulsed by.
But unfortunately for him, Jeon Jeongguk is not a sane human by any means.
you and me (we're poetry) by stxrlight [5k] [teen] ϟ
“—and I just… wanted to stay here. If that’s okay.” Jungkook’s eyes drop to the floor, pink dusted over his cheeks.
This, then, is the first time Yoongi is hit with startling clarity: that somewhere along the line, without him even realizing— he started taking just as much comfort in Jungkook’s presence as Jungkook does with him.
(or: the moments in which yoongi falls in love)
All Of You by dreamingdaegu [5k] [mature]
Jungkook's on a mission. Yoongi's confused.
Just a short, sweet and silly yoonkook.
mi casa (with you i'mma feel rich) by 24sevenheaven [5k] [not rated]
jimin hands the fair employee a few dollars, and so does taehyung—but when jungkook does, the man stops him.
"only two per car," the man says, and jungkook's stomach literally drops out of his body and onto the pavement.
(or: in which yoongi and jungkook are both third wheels at the fair, jungkook's scared of heights, and the ferris wheel is more than a little faulty.)
magic show by fruitily [5.6k] [teen]
“what happened? why are we running away? oh, my god, did you try to flirt and it went badly so you killed him?”
“sit down,” yoongi begs as he steers out of the parking lot, “no, i didn’t fucking kill him.” he tightens his grip around the wheel and takes a deep breath. “i have to find out if i can afford a cat. then i have to find out everything about taking care of a cat.”
“holy shit,” seokjin says, amazed, “this jungkook is powerful. i think he could’ve sold you like fifteen tarantulas, or an entire alpaca farm.”
or: jungkook works at a pet shop. yoongi is just here to get a damn fish.
color in your cheeks (the feeling flows both ways) by siderum [6k] [explicit]
yoongi and jungkook get put together in a hotel room for the next tour.
i want it, this love by stxrlight [6k] [teen] ϟ
“Why don’t you just ask him out?”
Jungkook lifts his entire body off the couch to turn and stare at Taehyung in disbelief. Taehyung’s expression remains impassive, as if he hadn’t just done the verbal equivalent of throwing a punch right into Jungkook’s gut.
“He’s my roommate.” Jungkook hisses. “This is literally the number one thing on the list of what not to do with your roommate.”
(or: yoonkook are roommates. cue the crises)
do you ever wonder if the stars shine out for you by sugaretreat [6k] [explicit]
Four months ago, Yoongi had caught Jeongguk’s hand before he’d reached out to touch him and told him we can’t, but Jeongguk said please and Yoongi had broken, broken as he always did when Jeongguk touched him like that, gentle and reverent. Four months ago, Yoongi had told him no more than this, no one can know and Jeongguk had agreed.
(Min Yoongi finds he has feelings too big for his heart and can't quite put them into words. We need to talk about it, he thinks, only they never do. Jeongguk, on the other hand, has never needed to talk about it.)
the weather in busan by fruitily [6.7k] [teen] ♡
on sundays, jungkook listens to a strange little radio show while painting and may or may not be slightly in love with a voice.
on sundays, yoongi and taehyung host a strange little radio show out of the back of their van while fighting about things like maps and portable coffee makers and yoongi has no idea whether his voice is reaching anyone
until they get lost in busan.
(the universe has moved for us) by 777335 [7.1k] [teen]
It’s a pretty dream, Jeongguk decides. He will stay here in this pretty dream and listen while Yoongi tells Jeongguk pretty things. Listen to the rough low of Yoongi’s voice, slurred and heavy with dialect because he’s tired, thick like syrup. Jeongguk wants to eat the way Yoongi sounds, taste Yoongi’s words, get his lips sticky with them, roll them around in his mouth like hard candies, suck on them, let the sweetness of every syllable rest on his tongue.
l'heure bleue by pursuit [8k] [mature]
or; yoongi is definitely weak.
Five Years by Holyhoseok [8k] [teen] ϟ
"I'm guessing you're Jungkook, right?" Yoongi asks with a hint of amusement as he avoids Jimin's and Taehyung's piercing gaze. It takes Jungkook a moment to react which makes him blush at how awkward he's being, gives a small nod to the other's question.
"Yeah, and i'm guessing you're, uh," Jungkook trails off, not knowing what to call the boy. Yoongi grins, eyes glued to Jungkook's.
"Yoongi. But just call me hyung," he responds easily, completely ignoring the couple in favor of watching the boy. Jungkook just about squirms in his seat at how intensively Yoongi's looking at him, having to break eye contact every so often as to not become flustered from all of the attention.
"Okay, hyung." Jungkook says softly, making Yoongi smile wide.
Jungkook's never had a crush before, but he thinks that this is what it must be like.
Or, Jeon Jungkook and Min Yoongi have been pining over each other for five years
we'll dream the same dream by hocs [9.6k] [mature] ϟ
“wait,” jungkook calls after yoongi after he’s walked through the door. yoongi turns to look over his shoulder and sees the freshman struggling to catch up despite wearing heelys, failing miserably at building up enough momentum.
he wonders briefly how jungkook manages to make it up flights of stairs or live life in general. then he’s zooming his way over, tongue stuck out in concentration. he's gripping his bagel so tightly that it turns his knuckles white.
“i’m jungkook,” he says when he’s close enough, almost loses control and cracks his head open on a metal pole. yoongi has to grab his arm to keep him steady. jungkook's skin is soft but yoongi’s fingers barely sink in, bicep solid under his touch.
“yoongi,” he returns breathlessly.
(ex. yoongi finds his soulmate, loses his soulmate, and then jeon jungkook nearly kills him)
Stumbling on Diamonds by endearings [9.7k] [teen]
“Finished,” Jeongguk grins, a shy, tiny thing. “Tell me if you want anything fixed, we still have a few minutes left.”
Yoongi hums, studying himself in the mirror with careful eyes before turning around, a smile already curling half his mouth. “You made me look kind of pretty, Jeongguk-ssi,” and then his grin is suddenly blooming, all of his edges worn smooth. “Thank you.”
And Jeongguk wants to tell him he looked pretty before - wants to tell Yoongi that his eyes are lovely, the shape of his mouth even lovelier, all of his features delicate and soft and sort of sweet.
“You were already kind of pretty, hyung,” Jeongguk says quietly, pulling his jacket tight around him before ducking his head, embarrassed.
(Alternatively: Yoongi is an idol and Jeongguk is his makeup artist)
describe a morning you woke without fear by 777335 [10k] [mature]
“No way.” Jeongguk says, breath ghosting across Yoongi’s cheeks. “Holy shit, I love you.”
Yoongi freezes, and then shifts, pulls back.
“You don’t know me.” He looks anywhere but Jeongguk. “I’m very unlovable.” He laughs, so it sounds like a joke.
Jeongguk doesn’t laugh. He blinks slowly at Yoongi, eyes round and big, lashes catching, like a sleepy owl from a storybook. It’s fucking enchanting. Yoongi looks away again.
“No, I’m a very good judge of character.” Jeongguk says. “I love you.” He repeats.
(Yoongi meets Jeongguk in the fall, when everything outside is starting to die, and they fall in that good, slow, sweet and sticky like warmed honey kinda love.)
love me lights out by marienadine [10.6k] [mature]
Min Yoongi is the student TA for Digital Mix Techniques 201, aka Jeongguk's eight a.m. this semester, aka his thrice-weekly reminder that he is, in fact, gay.
likes me / likes me not by fruitily [10.7k] [explicit]
“i don’t know what you’re talking about,” yoongi says elusively.
“hyung,” taehyung sighs, “you literally come here to hold hands with the pretty nail artist.”
soft melodies and softer touches bystrangedesires [11k] [explicit]
I see the way you look at me, hyung.
Yoongi's world stands still, and in that moment, he wants nothing more than to wring Jimin's neck. It's Jeongguk, it has to be Jeongguk, who else would it be? Yoongi knows many dancers--unfortunately Jimin's one of them--but there's only one that he's on close terms with, and whose number he doesn't have.
Jeongguk. It's Jeongguk. It's fucking Jeongguk.
(OR: Jeongguk's a contemporary dancer, and Yoongi is his academy's pianist).
seven inches from the midday sun (but you're so cool) by bellamees [12k] [teen]
"i'm your friendly neighborhood spider-man," the sentence sounds absolutely ludicrous when the boy says it, with awkward enthusiasm. he's definitely young, yoongi can tell. spider-man(boy) holds the ladder, and it stops creaking altogether. "it's my duty to help, ahjussi."
blaze it brightly by thebestofme [13.6k] [teen]
Yoongi is supposed to be secretly teaching Avatar Taehyung waterbending, but his cute friend is distracting. But there’s something odd about Jeongguk.
witches petals by declemonts [14k] [general audiences]
"is there anything i can help you with?"
(or: yoongi has an affinity for cute (witch) florists)
come around sundown by notyoongs [14k] [teen] ϟ
“if you don’t put your wands away this instant, i’ll be forced to dole out swift and immediate punishment, and i doubt either of your teams will be happy to be missing their captains at this afternoon’s game.”
“seokjin, you wouldn’t,” says yoongi.
“oh, but i would,” says seokjin. “wands down, now. go back to your own house table, yoongi. and for god’s sake, stop with the sexual tension. i’m practically choking on it from over here.”
(or: on the pitch, yoongi and jeongguk are rival quidditch captains capable of doing the worst to each other. off the pitch, there’s a lot less yelling and a lot more… hand-holding?)
As You Wish by theimpossibleimpala [16k] [explicit]
OG Prompt: "I need a fic where yoongi's whipped for jungkook and does everything he asks him to do, no matter how ridiculous the request is. Jungkook...keeps asking for small things. Like cute pictures of holly or extra large portions of lamb skewers. It goes like that until the requests become less and less innocent and yoongi doesn't hesitate to drop to his knees when jungkook asks him to."
eternal sunshine by theimpossibleimpala [16k] [teen]
Maybe it's coincidence that Yoongi's car breaks down and there's someone there to help him. But the longer he stays away from home, the more it feels less like luck and more like destiny.
very much like the moon by kookwells [17.5k] [teen] ♡
min yoongi is big feelings material. min yoongi is hans zimmer soundtrack, frenching in the rain, quantum heart nut material, and every time jungkook sees him he feels at once too big for his body and like he wants to take a running jump off a diving platform. jungkook has known yoongi for three months and he already can’t imagine his life yoongi-less.
jungkook learns how to wake up.
And Then It Swallowed Me by nonikkou [19k] [teen] ♡
twenty-four by fruitily [20k] [teen] ♡
“i’m doing a social experiment and writing about it,” taehyung says easily. “i decided to handcuff two people together for twenty-four hours and have them report back to me on the experience. you guys are an ideal pair for this, really, because of your contradictory lifestyles. kookie goes to the gym every day, yoongi hasn’t seen the sun in what, four years -“
“jungkook has a semi-healthy sleep schedule, and yoongi texted me at two a.m. asking if i want to grab dinner,” namjoon supplies.
“i am the pinnacle of health,” yoongi snaps. the handcuffs clink as jungkook lifts their arms.
“so you just. handcuffed us together while we were sleeping?"
high on (you and me) by ial [20k] [explicit] ♡
neon lights and pulsing beats, and a single star in a sea of dark.
that's how yoongi will later say it started; with hues of blue and purple and pink and red, and one radiant star. and then many stars, and then heat, and then the morning sun. it'll be sappy, and he'll only tell the story once, but it'll be too late either way.
so far away (don't fall away) by uoongs [21.9k] [not rated]
“The spare to the heir, Joon-ah,” Yoongi drawled through the buzz of two glasses of whiskey he’s already admitted to having before Namjoon showed up. “That’s what I am. The spare. Married off.”"Elizabeth II was a spare, you know."(arranged marriage sugakookie that no one except me asked for HAAHHA)
trophy by uoongs [22k] [not rated] ♡
“it’s almost like you’re his trophy wife,” jimin giggled. jeongguk’s eyeballs popped out of their sockets and would be bouncing on linoleum if that were physically possible.
“you’re right,” yoongi snapped his fingers. “i’m a goddamn trophy.”
(alternatively: yoongi wants gucci, and jeongguk wants...yoongi?)
like real people do by 777335 [22.6k] [teen]
“Yeah,” Yoongi breathes, “I’m bad at this.”
“Bad at what?” Jeongguk asks, blinks up at Yoongi.
Flirting with pretty boys, Yoongi thinks and is pretty sure he shouldn’t say, which mostly works except for the part where he just ends up saying,
A tiny shy smile flutters on the edge of Jeongguk’s lips.
“Are you flirting with me, hyung?”
Jeongguk hums. “Oh good.” He says, disastrously soft and pretty, “oh good, I was hoping you were.”
or magic isn't real. maybe if yoongi tells himself that enough it'll be true.
i don't know much about love, but i bet you could teach me by ial, timber (calculus) [24k] [general audiences] ♡
Jungkook squeezes his eyes shut, face warm. "Your—your hair looks. Good. Yeah."
Yoongi clears his throat. "...Number three: Jeon Jungkook must give me a compliment every day from now on," he says after a beat. “To practice.” Jungkook flushes even harder.
"No, no, it's been spoken to the æther now. My rules are law, Jungkook," Yoongi shrugs.
Or, Jeon Jungkook isn't really all that familiar with the dating game, but maybe Min Yoongi can help.
my youth is yours by marienadine [25k] [teen] ♡
“What did you say your name was?” says Yoongi, after an eternity of awkward silence.
“Jeongguk,” says Jeongguk. “Um. My name is Jeon Jeongguk. I’m a freshman.”
“Oh,” says Yoongi. “Fucking hell.”
(In which Jeon Jeongguk goes to college, makes some friends, and learns he’s got a lot of growing to do.)
algae bloom by cherryjjk [25.8k] [explicit]
“You have no goddamn idea, kid!” Yoongi screams, shoving Jeongguk away from him hard, just to get some space, “I hate myself for doing this to you. Every single day I wake up wishing it could be simpler. Wishing that I could have fallen for Jimin, Hoseok, fuck, anyone else but you.”
alternatively; yoonkook sort out their feelings, together.
I know I'll fall in love with you, baby bywitheredleaf (micooled) [31k] [teen]
The soulmate/soulbond au where Yoongi is part of a famous rap duo and Jungkook is his diligent fanboy, they meet at a fansign and things escalate from there
(alt. Yoongi didn’t sign up for this)
don't wanna be fool, wanna be cool (baby i want it) by 24sevenheaven [32k] [not rated] ϟ
great, he's going to be introduced to a cute boy, tell his current (extremely embarrassing) dilemma to a cute boy, embarrass himself in front of a cute boy, get rejected by a cute boy, and then go home and cry. and then have to hide his face from said cute boy for the rest of his life.
all in twenty fucking minutes.
(in which jungkook's boyfriend of one month breaks up with him right before his older brother's wedding. too embarrassed to tell his mother he's been dumped, jungkook employs prodigal music genius and popular heartthrob min yoongi to be his date.
the thing is, jungkook should've known that min yoongi is bad, bad news.
everything goes wrong—until it starts going right.)
the other side of earth by shadowsinsounds [38k] [explicit]
The guy was tiny, grumpy and hot, carrying an attitude like he was eight feet tall. Jungkook wanted, with a sudden furious fervor, to be pinned down and taken apart. By him.
Jungkook didn't know much, but at least he could now confirm beyond a shadow of a doubt that he was not heterosexual.
my will is yours by orphan_account [43.8k] [mature]
Jeongguk is cursed with perfect obedience; he can never disobey a direct order. It's a living hell until he meets Min Yoongi.
shake bend and break by ameliabedelias [48k] [mature]
Min Yoongi takes in a stray cat. Jeon Jeongguk lives next door.
here comes the sun by fruitily [57k] [teen] ♡
“hey, hyung,” jungkook says in a tiny voice into his ear, “how are you? it’s been a minute.”
“it has, hasn’t it.” it’s been two years, which is not hard to believe, because holy fuck— “you got, um. tall.”
that’s not really it. jungkook was already taller than yoongi two years ago. and it’s not a drastic change by any means. it’s just that everything about him is… more. yoongi refuses to think of other words for it.
(or: yoongi comes back to summer camp and finds himself in something of a crisis.)
let the light in by sharpa [65.7k] [teen] ♡
There is magic in the world, but for years Jungkook has shied away from his gift. (It's intrusive, unwelcome, dangerous.) Now, he's in New York City, battling loneliness and a college course he hates. Until on one particularly bad day, he turns down a side street in East Village and his life changes forever.
(Or: six boys run a magical emporium together and Jeon Jungkook is looking for a place to belong.)
these hallowed halls by softlyblue [70.6k]
“Bowtruckles,” Yoongi announces with grandeur, “Can suck my dick.”
The Hufflepuff table is next to the Slytherins; Hoseok looks over and winks, along with Jimin’s second-year friend (Taesung? Taehyung?) but a group of girls giggle, and one of the Hufflepuff prefects rolls his eyes, piecrust stuck to his chin.
“Just because the bowtruckles can suck your dick doesn’t mean they will,” says Gerry.
“Bowtruckles have caused me so much emotional damage in the last hour that they should suck my dick just to make up for it.”
Or, Yoongi goes to Hogwarts, and meets Jeongguk, and grows up.
Gusto d'Italia by AmeliaBedelia [78.9k] [explicit] ϟ
Jungkook turned towards the kitchen - and walked straight into the icy glare of Min Yoongi.
“Are you always this late?”
Jungkook tried to bite his tongue. “I was talking to – ”
“I don’t care who you were talking to,” Yoongi snapped. He had both arms crossed firmly over his chest as he continued to berate Jungkook in front of the rest of the staff. “How am I supposed to trust you to get my food out on time if you can’t follow a simple direction that I gave less than five minutes ago?”
Jungkook stared at his feet. “It won’t happen again, chef.”
Jungkook always dreamed of becoming a chef in the future. When Yoongi, a culinary genius with unusual social skills, shows up in the kitchen of Gusto d'Italia, Jungkook becomes awestruck.
good as gold by cyphertonic [84k] [explicit]
He's laying in bed one night when his thoughts culminate into an ache in his chest. He longs for a release for all the tension he feels building up in his body, crawling and clawing under his skin. He longs for more warm comfort from his hyung, for the peacefulness he felt held in his arms. He wraps his own arms around himself then, balling himself up in the sheets.He just wants to be taken care of, he realizes.
He just wants Yoongi to take care of him.
while the city slept by notyoongs [87k] [explicit] ϟ
and maybe he’s still kind of drunk, and maybe he’s sleep-deprived. but maybe this night has just taught him that it doesn’t hurt to be open to new experiences, doesn’t hurt to let loose once in a while. this trip isn’t about being safe. this is about taking chances and having fun, and he looks over at jeongguk, who is excitedly telling namjoon and seokjin about a famous perfumery he wants to visit in paris, and yoongi just blurts out, “why don’t you come with us?”
(or: the seven of them are only traveling europe together for a few weeks, but it’s more than enough time for yoongi and jeongguk to fall in love, over and over, in every country they visit.)
if you love me won't you say something by 777335 [102k] [explicit]
yoongi and jeongguk fall in love and then some.
strawberries & cigarettes by notyoongs [129k] [explicit]
“i’m yoongi,” he says. “hoseok’s roommate? he asked if i would be willing to drive you to work so here i am.” jeongguk stares at yoongi’s outstretched hand—nails covered in chipped black polish, which are attached to a very long and veiny hand, which is coming out of a fucking leather jacket, which is thrown over a black shirt, which is tucked into a pair of very tight and ripped black jeans, which come to rest above a pair of black combat boots, and that’s just—not fair. at all.
somehow, jeongguk manages to make the part of his brain not connected to his dick work enough to raise his hand, grasping onto yoongi’s a little too tightly. he swallows thickly, praying to god that his face isn’t as red as it feels when he looks yoongi in the eye again and lets out a quiet, “hi.”
(or: yoongi is a bad boy, jeongguk is a baby boy, and opposites always attract.)
