Jin isn’t interested in playing when you first start. He says it’s not really his kind of game. But pretty soon, he has a copy of his own and is parked next to you on the couch, arguing aloud with Tom Nook, that tyrant. Jin is king of his island, chasing villagers he doesn’t like with nets - maybe they’ll take a hint and leave. Mainly enjoys collecting, trying to finish his museum, and flower breeding.
Yoongi
The places you play the most are in bed and on the couch in Yoongi’s studio. Many nights Yoongi comes home after a long day, crawls into bed alongside you and says he’s going to sleep, but ends up watching you play until his mind is quiet and he drifts off. You often hear him humming the game’s background music as he potters around the house, not even aware that he’s doing it.
Hoseok
Once you introduce Hobi to Animal Crossing, you can’t pull him away for days on end. “But my flowers need watering and I need to check my shops and I have to talk to my favourite neighbours so they don’t think I’m abandoning them!” What about abandoning me, you point out. “We can play together! Just don’t run through my flowers.” He’s dead serious.
Namjoon
Your boyfriend Namjoon comes in very handy when Redd comes around. Who needs to search up a guide on which paintings are real or fake when you have an art enthusiast in the house? He doesn’t mind either, he enjoys the challenge and is proud that you think he’s so smart. He thinks the game is cute and sometimes watches you play when he doesn’t feel like doing anything.
Jimin
Jimin would play only because you do. When he has a lot of downtime the two of you squish together on the bed and play, visiting each other’s islands and taking pictures of your characters doing silly things together, swimming and watching the shooting stars. When he hasn’t played for a while because he is busy, he complains and pouts about the amount of weeds covering his island.
Taehyung
Tae thinks all the ugly villagers are cute. You look up how to get rid of the ones you don’t want on your island, and he is offended. How could you plot the removal of his new best friend Barold? He hates shaking trees because he is constantly being stung by bees. Always asking you for emergency Bells to buy furniture that he wants before it disappears from the store.
Jungkook
Spends more time playing Happy Home than he spends on his own island. He gets so into designing elaborate interiors for his pixel friends - every detail from lighting to ambience, it all has to be just right. Honestly, he’s racked up more hours than you have, and when you’re not playing yourself you’re more than likely watching him and trying not to be jealous of his digital decorating talents.
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kim seokjin
seokjin shows affection by doting on you. he loves to cook your favourite meals for you after hard days. he goes grocery shopping with you and buys anything that you randomly throw in the cart. seokjin showers you with compliments from the minute you get up in the morning, and presses kisses across your face to wake you up. he nags you when you’re not taking care of yourself and runs you baths whenever you feel sick. seokjin is the true gentleman, never letting you strain yourself to open a jar and he always holds the door for you and opens your car door without fail. seokjin catches your eye from across the room and winks at you, and he always talks highly of you in social settings to the point where he can’t help but brag about you.
kim namjoon
namjoon loves to show affection with you. he recommends you his favourite books and movies and he buys you random stuffed toys or little plants that remind him of you. he attempts to cook for you when he knows you’ve had a rough day, and he gives you the most genuine advice to help you. he loves taking you on dates to parks and cafes where the two of you can talk for hours. namjoon wraps you in his jacket whenever you’re cold and he lets you borrow his sweatshirts because he loves how cute you look. he lets you rest your head on his shoulder when he can tell you’re getting tired, and he loves to stroke your hair to help you fall asleep.
min yoongi
yoongi shows a lot of affection in subtle ways. he always passes you heat packs when he notices you’re cold, and he intertwines his hands with yours whenever he’s walking by your side. he keeps an eye on you at all times in social settings and is the type to always defend you if you’re not there. he won’t let you do anything other than rest in bed if you’re sick, and he brings you food and medicine with a forehead kiss. yoongi spends time with your family and becomes close with them because he knows how much it means to you. yoongi never fails to ask about your day, and he drops everything to sit and listen to you talk, running his fingertips along your sides.
jung hoseok
hoseok is the ideal boyfriend when showing affection. he is the type to want to know everything about you, and he listens so intently whenever you speak. he texts you things that remind him of you and he takes you on dates often, wanting to experience new places and new food with you. he picks up your calls on the first ring and he’s logged in to your online shopping accounts so he can buy whatever is in your wishlist. he remembers things that you mention liking and buys them for you - even if it was just a dress that caught your eye while walking past. hoseok watches the shows you recommend and listens to the songs you like, and he picks you up whenever you need a ride home even if it’s 2am.
park jimin
jimin loves showering you with affection. his hands have to be on you in some way at all times - around your waist, on your thighs, holding your hand etc. he gives you advice when you can’t decide what to wear, and he watches you get ready in silence as he admires you with a smirk. jimin taps his card to pay for your shopping before you even notice, and he would never let you pay for anything as long as he’s with you. he keeps up with your daily schedules and notices little changes like haircuts and new nails and always compliments them. he video calls you nearly every single night, no matter how tired he is because he loves seeing you and hearing about your day.
kim taehyung
affection is taehyung’s second language. if he knows you have to be up at a certain time, he’ll wake up 10 minutes earlier to make you a coffee and breakfast and have it by your beside table for when you wake up. he orders you a fresh bunch of flowers every week without fail, and texts you random messages throughout the day because he misses you. taehyung loves coordinating his outfit with yours and buys you so many clothes because he can’t help but spoil you. he writes you cute notes before he leaves in the morning, and remembers all of your orders at different food places. taehyung loves to compliment you and his camera roll is full of photos of the two of you.
jeon jungkook
jungkook is so thoughtful when it comes to affection. he feeds you snacks when you’re watching a movie together, and he lights your favourite scented candles before you come over to his place. he makes playlists of songs that he thinks you’ll like, and he back hugs you whenever you’re doing anything. jungkook loves to pinch your cheeks and he picks you up to kiss you after not seeing you in a long time. he always wants to make sure you’ve eaten and he cooks your favourite foods to cheer you up after a hard day. jungkook shows you any video he finds funny to make you laugh, and he never forgets to ask about your family and how your day was. he takes you out for dinner and calls you as soon as he drops you home, talking for hours until you both fall asleep.
Genre: Angst (JK screws up and Reader needs some space, lots of emotions ofc follow) + Fluff + Established Relationship AU
Word Count: 2.0K
A/N: I just was really feeling like writing some ~angsty~ JK because I have been doing mostly fluff lately, so here we are.
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You were silent on the drive home from the restaurant, eyes firmly planted on the view outside of the passenger window. You could feel Jungkook’s eyes on you at the next stoplight, his head turning to look at you. He opened his mouth to say something but closed it and moved his eyes back to the road when the person behind him honked. He hadn’t noticed the light turn green.
It was your six-month anniversary, and you had made reservations at Jungkook’s favorite place. You had made sure everything would be perfect – the staff knew to let him in through the back entrance and lead him to a private room where a table for two was set with candles and a bottle of champagne.
The two of you hadn’t been able to spend very much time together lately, both of you busy with work. Wrapped snuggly in his embrace a few weeks ago, he had told you that this anniversary was important to him, a priority. He promised he wanted it to be special for the two of you.
You arrived early and sat alone for 15 minutes. Then 30 minutes passed. Then an hour. You tried calling Jungkook to no avail – it went straight to voicemail over and over again. You were annoyed at first, but it quickly turned to worry, anxious that something bad happened to him. Maybe he was in a car accident or was injured while rehearsing.
It wasn’t until you called Jin in a panic that you got an answer. The boys had finished work two hours ago, Jungkook was in the studio with Namjoon working on a new song. You gritted your teeth in anger as you heard Jin knock on the studio door, presumably poking his head in to tell JK that you were on the phone and that you were worried about him.
“Babe, I’m so sorry, I got caught up in work and completely forgot. I’ll come right now. I promise I’m on my way...just stay–” Jungkook was frantically apologizing into Jin’s phone.
“I want to go home,” your tone was calm, collected, downright chilly.
“I’ll come get you,” Jungkook said after a pause.
“Fine.”
You hung up, putting a polite smile on your face to explain to the waiter that your boyfriend wasn’t coming, thanking him for his patience. The staff offered to cook something for the two of you to send home with you, but you told them there had been a change of plans. Your saccharin tone made your jaw physically hurt.
Jungkook started to apologize as soon as you got into his car, but you held up a hand to stop his speech.
Now he was pulling through the security gate to his apartment complex, parking the car in the garage. The last thing you wanted was to be in his home with him. You wanted to call your best friend crying and be alone. You knew the two of you needed to talk about this, but you were too upset for that to happen tonight.
You sat on a stool at his kitchen counter, Jungkook pacing in front of you.
“I’m sorry, Y/N! I’ll tell you I’m sorry a thousand times. What else can I do?” Jungkook was exasperated, staring across the counter at you. You sat with your arms crossed, eyes downcast.
“I believe that you’re sorry,” you started, “I also don’t know if it’s enough right now.”
You looked up, Jungkook’s fallen expression causing you to grimace in pain. You didn’t like seeing him like this, but he had hurt you. Hurt you like he promised he wouldn’t.
You stood from your chair. “I’d like to take some time to think about things. I think it would be best if I go home.”
“Home? What are you even saying - we are home,” Jungkook said, running his hands through his hair in confusion and frustration.
“No, Jungkook,” he winced at your use of his full name instead of a nickname, “I mean my home. My apartment.”
Jungkook’s eyebrows shot up in surprise.
“Wha-no absolutely not. You’re not leaving.”
“It’s not up for discussion. Goodnight, Jungkook,” you made your way to the front doorway, putting on whatever shoes you could find, grabbing your coat and purse in haste to leave the thick tension in Jungkook’s home. You hadn’t been to your apartment overnight in weeks. You were practically living at Jungkook’s place at this point. But you felt stifled tonight, you couldn’t breathe here.
You fumbled with your zipper on your jacket, trying to get it up when his tattooed fingers were placed over yours, stopping your movement.
You met his eyes, holding back a whimper at the tears that were threatening to spill from his eyes.
“Please...please, Y/N, don’t go. I’ll sleep on the couch, I’ll do anything. Just, don’t go, don’t...don’t leave me.” A tear fell down his cheek. You reached up to wipe it away with your thumb, and he gripped tightly onto your hand, holding it in place against his face.
“Kook, I-I need to go. It’s late, get some sleep.”
He dropped your hand, face full of sadness likely mirroring your own ashen features.
You turned, opening the door.
“I love you, Y/N. I’m so sorry,” Jungkook whispered.
“I know.”
You closed the door behind you, tears falling down your cheeks.
---
After a long night of crying on the phone to your best friend, you woke up with swollen eyes and puffy cheeks. Your throat felt dry and scratchy from your tears and talking to her about how frustrated you were with Jungkook.
You loved him so much, that much was undisputed. You just couldn’t help but feel like your relationship had become a burden to him. It was impossible to get him to commit to plans and, when he did, he was late or changed them last minute. Last night was a first, though. You had never been completely forgotten about by him before. It made you realize just how small you had become in his life in the past few weeks.
Your phone vibrated on your nightstand next to you. You let out a loud groan, burying your head in the pillow and willing the noise to stop. It was blissfully silent for a second until it started up again.
Picking up your phone, you glanced at the caller ID, Jungkook’s name and a picture of the two of you smiling with your cheeks smushed up against each other’s in front of the city skyline greeting you. You gulped, answering the phone with a quiet “hi.”
“Y/N…” Jungkook breathed into the phone. You squeezed your eyes shut tightly. As soon as you heard his voice, you knew it was going to be a struggle to say what you needed to say.
“Are you going to come home?” Jungkook asked quietly.
“Jungkook…” you began after a deep breath. “I’ve decided I need some space to think right now.”
“What are you saying?” Jungkook’s tone was frantic, a harsh reminder of how he sounded last night trying to get you to stay with him.
“I just need to figure out if I can…if I can keep doing this,” you said, your stomach clenching at your own words.
“You don’t–do you not want to be with me anymore?” Jungkook asked, voice tense, like he was trying not to cry.
“No, I’m not saying that I just…we need to figure out what we mean to each other, Jungkook. Whether we can prioritize each other enough to make this work.”
“Time away from me is going to help you with that?” Jungkook responded tersely.
“I think it will,” you answered honestly.
“Okay, if that’s what you need, then I understand. Can you promise me one thing?”
“Of course, Jungkook.”
“Remember how much I love you.” Your heart felt like it was caught in your throat, your eyes welling with tears.
“I love you, too.”
---
Jungkook slowly walked into the dorm’s shared living room. He spent the night here last night after you left for your own apartment. His feet felt heavy, phone gripped tightly in his hand in case you called to tell him you changed your mind. He knew that he fucked up last night. He had been doing that a lot lately, now that he thought about it.
Jin was sitting on the couch playing a video game, one of the only other members awake. He looked up at Jungkook, his face falling at the expression on the maknae’s face.
“I think I might have lost her, hyung,” Jungkook said quietly to Jin.
Jin sighed, placing a reassuring hand on Jungkook’s back as he sat down on the couch beside him, his head in his hands. “If you love her, don’t give up. Show her she’s important to you, and she’ll come home.”
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It had been two weeks since your conversation with Jungkook. You were going through the motions of your day-to-day, having to stop yourself from texting him when something funny happened at work or you thought of him. You were trying to be strong.
You figured his schedule was just as packed and hectic as usual. You almost envied him; it must be easier to ignore your emotions when you had so many other things to think about.
Flipping open your laptop, you couldn’t help but click on a video of BTS’ most recent interview. Your heart lurched seeing Jungkook, his dark hair swept off of his forehead. He was smiling as he waved to the camera. Your face moved closer to your screen to get a closer look. His eyes looked…sad.
Your eyes stayed glued on him as he fidgeted in his seat, seeming to zone out as the other members answered the interviewer’s questions. He focused in on the second to last question the interviewer asked the band. You turned up the volume on your computer.
“You are constantly upping yourselves, breaking records, doing show-stopping performances. What keeps you going?” The interviewer asked. Jungkook started speaking, much to the obvious surprise of the other members. You wondered what had been going on behind the scenes this day.
“ARMY, of course, is our biggest motivation.” Jungkook responded. The interviewer looked like he was about to move on, but Kook kept talking. “It’s also those people in our lives that cheer for us the loudest in the quietest rooms. We don’t always do a good job of prioritizing them sometimes when things get crazy, but I know that they love us and support us, no matter what, and we love them. I hope they always remember that.”
Your face heated, knowing exactly who Jungkook was speaking to in that interview. Did he hope you would see it? You pulled on your coat and grabbed your keys, knowing you couldn’t wait a single second longer to find out.
---
You knocked loudly on the door to Jungkook’s apartment, the security guard letting you in after giving him your name. You were out of breath, flushed and waiting for your boyfriend to answer the door. You hoped that he was home at this late hour and not at the dorm.
He opened the door, sleepily rubbing at his eyes. He was wearing a large black hoodie and a pair of sweats, clearly just awoken from sleep by your persistent knocking. His doe eyes widened at the sight of you.
“Babe…Y/N,” he corrected, unsure of himself. “What are you doing here?”
“I watched the interview,” you said by way of explanation. He smiled softly at you, his head tilting slightly to the side.
“It was the closest I could get to a public apology,” he said, eyes searching yours as you stood in his doorway. “I know I’ve been unappreciative of our relationship lately. I will do better. If you let me try. I’ve barely managed these past few weeks without you.”
“Me too.”
“Can you forgive me?”
You stepped inside the apartment, wrapping your arms tightly around his waist and burying your face in his chest.
“Yes, Jungkook, I forgive you. I’m sorry, too.”
His arms came around you to stroke your back, tugging you closer.
You breathed in the scent of Jungkook, knowing that you would always feel at home in his arms.
You pulled back to look up at him, wiping the tears that were on his face away from his cheeks with the sleeve of your coat. You stood on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek.
He pouted at you, clearly wanting more.
You tilted your head, his coming down to meet yours in a soft kiss.
“Does this mean you’ll come home?” Jungkook asked as he pulled away, his fingers brushing against your cheek.
“You’re like a stupid amount of hot no matter what.”
→ Pairing: boyfriend!Namjoon x reader
→ word count: 1.3k (look! I made a short one!!)
→ warnings/tags: SFW, slice of life, Namjoon loves his new haircut so much and it’s adorable so this is that lol, established relationship, fluffier than I care to admit, title based off of the game “new phone, who dis?”, idol!Namjoon
→ a/n: this summer request was requested by @what-is-sukh-thinking, I hope you enjoy it!! It was a fun request and I’m so soft for this man so thanks for giving me an excuse to write about him! p.s. idk what it is about this title/banner but I’m so proud of myself lol
In your defense, you didn’t mean to fall asleep. However, after you washed your sheets and made the bed, it just looked so soft, you couldn’t resist climbing under the covers for a moment.
“Joonie?” You call out, wincing at your croaky voice. A few adorable sock-clad scampering seconds later, the man in question appears cracks the door open.
“Hey, look who’s up.”
Clad in nondescript clothing and a baseball cap, your entire world waltzes into the room, narrowly missing a stray hanger that lays on the floor. With little grace and a lot of yelling, your boyfriend dives onto the bed.
“Gah!” You screech, laughing as Namjoon makes some foreign noise, keeping one hand on the brim of his baseball cap. “Yah, what’s with the hat tod-”
You’re effectively cut off when he presses his lips to yours, smiling through the kiss. Pulling back ever so slightly, Namjoon’s eyes crinkle under the force of his grin.
“Have I ever told you how happy I am that you’re in my life?” He whispers, eyes darting all over your face as though he can’t get enough of you.
“Yah, Joon, what do you want.”
“I mean it!” He defends, chuckling to himself. Propping himself up on his elbows, he brushes your hair back behind your ears.
You could swim in his eyes. Would, if you could. How he’s able to so openly share his love with you through a single look is beyond you.
“What are you thinking about?” He asks softly, content to trace the line of your brows and nose. Practically melting through the pillows, your eyes fall shut and you sigh contentedly.
“When you used to leave for tour or long projects, I used to pull up videos of your closing speech at concerts, just to see that look in your eyes.” Slowly, you crack open your eyes and hold up your hands as though holding a camera. “Just like that,” you whisper, taking an imaginary photo. “Click.”
Gasping, Namjoon’s adoration is palpable as he takes your fingers and presses light kisses to the tips. “Did you just take a picture of me? What’re you, paparazzi?”
“Yep, you caught me. I bet I could sell this photo for a pretty penny, too.”
“I hate to break it to you, but your camera is fake, darling.”
“Is that so?” Winking up at him, you tap your forehead. “I’ll just store it in my memory card for safe keeping, I guess.” Then you gasp, sitting up and nearly causing Namjoon to topple off the bed in the process. “Ha! Get it? Memory card? Because I’m storing it in my brain-”
“Yeah, yeah, cute,” Namjoon groans even as he blushes at your antics. He fiddles with the drawstring of his gray sweats, chewing on the inside of his cheek. “Hey,” he starts, but doesn’t go on.
Turning to sit cross-legged across from him, you tilt your head to one side.
“Hey, yourself.”
He laughs quietly, glancing up at you quickly before looking back down. “Do you remember our first date?”
The memory instantly brings a smile to your face. Between Dispatch trailing you most of the night and Namjoon nearly killing you (on accident, you forgot to tell him about your nut allergy), it was nothing short of a disaster.
“You almost killed me!” You point an accusing finger at him, laughing at his offended expression.
“I took you out for a nice dinner and a movie, how is that attempted murder?!” He reaches out for you, but you pull away, shaking your head.
“No murderers allowed,” you shout, only making Namjoon laugh harder. When you start to push each other teasingly, Namjoon’s hand automatically flies up to his baseball hat. “Yah! Seriously Joon, what’s with the hat?”
He looks guilty, smiling softly even though he keeps a hand on his hat. “I...I did a thing.”
“A thing? Like, dyed it again?” You cross your arms. “Are you gonna show me?”
He shakes his head firmly. “This is more than just a dye, jagiya.”
Heart leaping up to your throat, you get up on your knees and start crawling over to Namjoon. “What’d you do? I just wanna see Joonie, I’m sure it looks great-”
Namjoon scoots back, grabbing your wrist as you swipe at his hat. “I don’t know if you’ll like it though!”
Pausing, you frown down at him. “Why wouldn’t I?” When Namjoon doesn’t meet your gaze, you rest against your heels, trying to meet his eyes. “Joonie, why wouldn’t I like it?”
Namjoon just shrugs, unable to come up with an answer. “...I dunno...”
Slowly, you reach out to grab his hands. Once you’ve successfully pulled his hands onto your lap, you offer him a soft smile. “You’re still Namjoon, right?”
He blinks, finally looking up at you with a confused expression. “What?”
“You’re still Kim Namjoon?”
“Er...yeah, but-”
“RM?”
“Yes, but jagi-”
“You’re still my Joon?”
Cheeks bright red, Namjoon nods. “Yeah...I’m your Joon.”
“Good. I like you with tennis-ball yellow hair-” Namjoon chuckles knowingly, “and snow-cone blue hair. Long hair and poofed up hair with shades on.” Sighing, you look down at your joined hands. “I’ll still like you even if you want to keep that baseball hat on for the rest of your life, although though I wouldn’t recommend it. It’d probably get a little itchy.”
Namjoon’s dimples make an appearance as he scrunches his nose. “Gross.”
“Glad we’re on the same page.”
Sighing, Namjoon looks up at you with wide eyes. “I just...I really love this haircut. It’s my favorite.” You nod encouragingly at him, and he continues. “But I know how much you loved my longer hair, you know, when it was like an ashy blond...and it’ll grow out in no time-”
“Joon.”
“Yeah?”
“You’re like a stupid amount of hot no matter what.”
He bursts out laughing, some of his previous embarassment fading. “Oh, I thought you were going to say something sentimental, like ‘I love you’ or something.”
Rolling your eyes, you press a kiss to his cheek before before back and winking. “Can I see your favorite haircut?”
“Promise you’ll tell me if you hate it?”
“Promise.”
“Yah,” he flicks your nose, making you jolt back. “You’re crossing your fingers behind your back, aren’t you?”
Now it’s your turn to act a little sheepish, giggling as you place both hands back on your lap. “...no.”
Still chuckling, he removes his baseball cap in one smooth, quick action. Running his fingers through his hair-
His short, very short hair.
An involuntary gasp leaves your mouth, and you bring your hand up to touch it before pausing and glancing at Namjoon. He arches a brow, the arrogant action so at odds with his blush.
“Joonie, you look so cute,” you coo, fingers practically buzzing with wanting to reach out and feel how his hair must feel.
“Cute? You just said a second ago that I looked hot-”
“Shhh, can I touch it now? Please?” You stare at him with open adoration, making his face burn even hotter.
“Yah, fine! You can touch my hair, just quit looking at me like that.”
Cackling, you leap forward to run your fingers through his hair. Wrapping your arms around his neck you scratch at the shortest spot at the back of his head. “I can’t help it, it just looks so fluffy!”
“It’s short, how can it be fluf- yah! I told you to quit looking at me like that!” Namjoon shouts, laughing in embarrassment.
“Like what? Like I love you?” You pay him no mind, smiling at him as you situate yourself on his lap in order to more comfortably scratch the back of his head. “See, now you understand! This is how you look at me, and I don’t even appear with cute new haircuts all the time! I go easy on you, you punk!”
Still laughing, Namjoon places a peck on your arm before raising his hands to form an imaginary camera. Squinting one eye shut, he focuses in on you.
“Click.”
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a few months ago I was on tumblr and found this jungkook fanfic that was really good. the plot was basically jungkook and y/n are divorced or in the process of getting a divorce, because jungkook cheated on y/n with somi who was y/n’s friend. oh I forgot to say that jungkook and y/n have child that’s a few months old. and also I think jungkook cheated on y/n because she gained some pounds during the pregnancy and somi was still pretty thin, but after cheating jungkook really doesn’t even find somi attractive anymore. okay I think I ranted enough, PLEASE HELP ME FIGURE IT OUT!!!
hello! sorry i haven’t been posting as much,,, i’ve been pretty lazy with editing these days but i’ll be trying my best to get at least one more writing up before the september starts... my prompt list requests are still open so feel free to request away! this is going to be prompt #4 which was: “i’m not going to get sick, baby. just let me hold you.” so i hope everyone enjoys this scenario and yeah~ have a nice day <3 (and also, shoutout to @gukwluv love youu!)
request from @gukwluv : can i request #4 from the prompt list 🥺
plot: boyfriend!jungkook finds out his girlfriend is sick
genre: fluff (nothing new lol)
pairing: jungkook x reader (boyfriend!jungkook; idol!jungkook)
rating: pg-13; warning(s): a few curse words
word count: 848
Today was practice day.
And that meant that you were going to have to sit on the cold, air-conditioned floor of Bighit’s dance practice room for hours until the members were satisfied with their new choreography. You were usually ecstatic on practice days since you were given an excuse to watch your boyfriend show off his incredible talent and dance moves... but not today... today, you were sick.
Unfortunately, it was flu season and despite all the times Jungkook nagged at you to get your flu shot, you dismissed his remarks every time, your stubbornness overruling his wisdom. And of course, he was right and it bit you in the ass when you noticed your symptoms getting worse. But being the obstinate girlfriend that you were, you decided not to tell Jungkook, hoping that you would recover before the next time you saw him so that you wouldn’t have to hear another cocky “I told you so.”
He had invited you to come to the dance practice yesterday and because you knew that if you declined, your boyfriend would interrogate you until you confessed why you weren’t showing up, you decided to go along with the act and show up. So, here you were: sitting on the wooden floor, with your mouth covered by a white mask, praying that Jungkook was too focused on his dance moves to notice your constant sneezes and coughs (which you tried your best to mute... although not all of your attempts were successful). Because you were sitting in the back of the room, it seemed as if Jungkook didn’t suspect your ill condition and continued to concentrate on perfecting his moves.
“Okay everyone! I think that’s a wrap... good job!”
After the dance instructor was satisfied with the choreography and dismissed the boys, you saw Jungkook bow to all the backup dancers, thanking them for their hard work. He made his way towards you in the back of the room, his forehead glistening with sweat as he wiped it all off with his shirt, one of the habits that he formulated after being an idol for so long. The front side of his shirt was drenched in sweat, outlining his chest and abs.
Not wanting to blow your cover, you quickly slid your mask to the bottom of your chin before Jungkook could see. He smirked when he finally made eye-contact with you and quickened his pace, wanting to get to you as fast as he could.
Damn Jeon Jungkook... sick or healthy, you never fail to make me want you.
“So what’d you think?” he asked with the same smirk plastered on his face.
Jungkook asked for your opinion on everything...whether it was something as small as the color of his new shirt or even the taste of the pasta he cooked for dinner, he was satisfied with himself only if you were satisfied too.
“Good,” you responded briefly, trying your best to conserve as much energy as you could... and it didn’t help that your head was throbbing from the remnants of last night’s fever and your throat was as dry as the Sahara Desert, despite the numerous cups of hot tea you drank.
“Just ‘good’?” He cocked his head to the side after gulping some more of his water. “Not the usual ‘excellent’ or ‘amazing’?”
“No... it was amazing, Kook... I promise,” you managed to croak out, trying to be as silent as you could, hoping that Jungkook wouldn’t notice the hoarseness of your voice. Your boyfriend crouched down to the floor so that he was eye-level with you, leaned forwards (making you break your eye-contact with him), and suddenly placed his large hand on your forehead.
Shocked from the coldness of his hand, you were out of words, knowing that your cover was blown.
Shit.
“So... you’re sick?”
Out of words and too sick to respond, you simply nodded your head and pouted, knowing that the next few minutes would be comprised of Jungkook’s infinite nags... you could already hear the upcoming dialogue in your head.
But, you were taken aback when instead, he sat down in front of your and motioned for you to sit in between his legs so that you could recline into his sweaty chest as he wrapped his strong arms around your figure.
“No...stop... you’re gonna get sick,” you whined, trying your best to get out of his hold.
“I’m not going to get sick, baby. Just let me hold you.”
Knowing that Jungkook’s grip was too strong to fight, you stopped your efforts rather abruptly and welcomed his embrace.
“How’d you know?” you asked, looking up at him, his long hair tangled and drenched in beads of sweat.
“It was so obvious,” he chuckled. “I heard your coughs the entire time... don’t think I didn’t hear them... because I heard ALL of them. And your raspy ‘Good,’ just confirmed it.”
You rolled your eyes, loving yet hating the fact that he paid so much attention to your every move.
“Plus... it’s my job to know... I’m your boyfriend after all.”
Jungkook was like your addiction, even if the two of you had only been seeing each other for a couple of weeks. The relationship between the two of you was sweet and nice, but the darker side was something that remained unspoken.
Sometimes at night, he would watch your house for hours, only to see who would come in or go out. Maybe he had some trusting issues but each time you tried to bring it up, it would end in a harsh argument.
This night wasn’t different, he just sat in his car and watched your house. Though as soon as he saw you walking to your front door, he widened his eyes, cursing as he wondered where you suddenly came from. Little did he know, you had been out that day, to see and catch up with some of your friends.
He got out of the car as soon as he could, ready to tell you what he thought about you coming back home this late. But as soon as he approached you, you had already turned towards him and smiled.
“stay here tonight? It’s kind of lonely, sitting in your car for hours”
