synopsis:flirting with your crush of 3 years wasn’t something you thought of when first getting twitter, a nasty breakup wasn’t what you expected either… but why is it that after 3 years and loads of droning on self-improvement and trying to become “that” girl, your gym buddy reminds you of the one person you wanted to forget?
These are ALL fictional works! I, in no way intend to represent the artist wrongly. These all works of fiction, from my imagination and written purely for entertainment purposes only!!
Do not let my work influence the way you view the artist.
KEY- ✿- fluff ☂︎- angst
note- these works are OLD. my writing has changed since then, but if you enjoy these then cheers!
trace the colours of our skin
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✑Pairing: non idol! Taehyung x Reader
☞ Summary: It was comforting knowing you could see the rawest and truest form of your blind date just like how he could.
OR: agreeing to go on a blind date for a YouTube video where you both are naked and talk about yourselves while drawing each other might have been the best idea.
In Two Lines | KTH | MASTERLIST
read the below three fanfic drabbles all together here ↧
Our Love in two lines
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✑Pairing: Idol Boyfriend! Taehyung X Pregnant artist! Reader
☞ Summary: Taehyung always wears his heart out on his sleeves. You get pregnant unexpectedly, why don’t his emotions come rushing through as usual?
↝ prequel to Our Love in two lines
Her Love in two lines
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✑Pairing: OLI2L! Taehyung X OLI2L! reader
☞ Summary: It’s Valentines’ day and you’re very late. But thats okay. Taehyung says you’re worth all the wait.
↝ sequel to Our Love in two lines
His Love in two lines
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✑Pairing: OLI2L! Taehyung X OLI2L! reader
☞ Summary: The mother of his child, his beautiful girlfriend, the love of his life; all portrayed through his rose coloured lenses
Nani sighs as she exits the elevator, she turns and heads down the hall to her apartment. Like most days, the day was long and exhausting. Her feet were aching as they carried her down the never ending hallway. Her large tote bag was weighing her right side down making her walk slower than she wished. All she wanted at the moment was to crawl into bed and cry the stress of the day away.
She had to go into the school early to have a meeting with parents who had concerns with the marks that had been recently sent out. Those parents were incredibly stubborn and wouldn't leave until Nani said that she would change the mark... which of course she wasn't going to do unless the child started to show improvement. But of course the parents didn't like that, but they had finally left after an hour when the bell rang. This led to Nani running down the halls to pick up her photocopied pages before collecting her kids from outside.
Unfortunately the day didn't end there, three kids had hurt themselves during recess, one kid threw up all over themself and their friend which led to them both going home. The fire alarm got pulled during craft time, she had to lead fifteen gluey children who were wearing large paint shirts (dresses) out of the class and into the schoolyard. Which was no easy task when one of the girls got her hair glued around the door handle.
Then at the end of the eventful day Nani had to coach the junior girls basketball game after losing a pencil draw. Ashley, the other kindergarten teacher, was going to get yelled at for missing a day of work and missing her team's game.
Unfortunately Nani's normal hours of 8:30-3:45 turned into 7:15-5:15. She was beyond exhausted, and the whole time while walking down the hall she was debating just dropping the tote bag and using it as a pillow so she could have a nap before getting into her apartment. When she finally sees her door she does an eye roll of relief, finally she was home.
When she reaches the door she reaches into her pocket and grabs out the lanyard of keys, she jiggles it around until she finds the silver key to the door. When she finds it she sticks it in and quickly turns it to the left expecting the loud click of the lock but it never comes. Nani sighs, in her rush out the door this morning she must have forgotten to lock the door. She pulls her keys out and pushes the door wide open.
Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion, a strong smell of something being baked wafts through the doorway. She walks into her apartment looking curiously at the shoes on her mat. Though she had never seen these shoes before she could tell who they belonged to. The heels were a dead give away that it was her 'short' boyfriend.
"Jiminie?" She calls out hoping he would run to her and whisk her up into his arms and carry her around for the rest of the night. When there is no answer she sighs before finally throwing the tote bag onto the floor. The loud thud should have also sent the message that she was home, but again there was no Jimin holding her.
She slides her tight shoes off of her feet, the relief of them escaping the confines makes her release a loud sigh. She then walks out of the front hall and heads to the kitchen. The stove was on the far wall, which explains why Jimin was sitting on the counter with his airpods in, facing that very appliance. Nani watches as he suddenly jumps off the counter and walks to the stove.
Nani bites her lip knowing that he was now in perfect back hugging territory. She quietly tip toes up behind him and waits for him to open the oven and bend at the hips before she makes her attack. Her arms sneakily slide around his torso, making sure to slide slowly over his toned stomach before resting on the sides of his body. Jimin's body had jumped the moment she touched him, luckily he had improved his flinches ever since being on The Late Late Show and having to play that terrorising game of flinch.
Nani leans her head against his shoulder blades, his soft t-shirt made her face nuzzle up against the fabric. One of his hands comes up and plucks the airpods out of his ears.
"Hi angel." He says standing up straighter as he closes the oven after checking up on the chicken fingers and fries he had put into bake.
"Mmm hi minie." She mumbles into his back.
"Long day?"
"Very..." she sighs, her arms tightening around him in an attempt to hold him closer to her body.
"Good thing I am here to pamper my baby girl." Jimin says, turning awkwardly in her hold. She loosens her arms when she gets a face full of his shoulder, "Need to see you baby, I've gone a full day without seeing your beautiful face."
Nani blushes before shoving her face deep into his soft neck. His hand reaches up and rubs down her spine, succeeding in giving her tingles. "I love you."
Jimin smiles at her words, his heart skipping a beat when she lays a few chaste kisses in the crook of his neck. "I love you too, honey."
"Can I rant to you while we eat?" She asks with a dull voice.
"Of course honey!" He says giving her a kiss to the back of her head. "Why don't you go lay on the couch and I'll put the food out and bring it to you."
"Mmmno wanna hug you." She whines.
"I can hug you on the couch..."
"No." She pouts, her body shuffling around to back hug him again.
Jimin can't help but laugh at her stubborn cuteness. He slowly walks around the kitchen collecting plates and a couple packets of honey mustard sauce from their rather large stockpile of chick-fil-a packets.
Nani happily pitter patters behind him as he walks around. She feels like the butt end of the unicorn at the parties, but she enjoys the feeling of being right up against him.
Jimin grabs their two plates full of food and starts leading the way to their comfy couch, only then does Nani finally let go of him. But she instead curls into his side, using his thigh as her table. They snuggle close as they eat their dino shaped chicken fingers, and their smile fries. Something that made Nani giggle every time she saw them.
She sighs once more, but this time in content. Thankfully she had the best boyfriend who could make her smile in no time.
I have been planning this for a month now, I didn’t think learning a small lap dance would be so hard. But then again, it is for his birthday, so trying to be as confident as fuck and sexy when I am anything but that, it is worth it especially because it is him.
Hmmm, a little back story, I have been married to Seokjin for almost 3 years now, we dated for 3 years before tying the knot. For as long as I have known him, he has always tried to make my birthday special, this probably won’t compare to what he has done for me, but I am pretty sure he will love it.
Seokjin is a hard-working man, one of the youngest most respected psychiatrists in Seoul, I am so proud of his work and the way he brings light to people’s lives. He touches so many people with his kindness and love, he even managed to open a second clinic in his hometown Gwacheon. I am so grateful for everything he has done for our families and me. He honestly is my world and I thank God every day for him.
I stare at him, his left arm slumped across my belly as if to keep me there in case I decide to move, lips slightly apart, hair messy, perfectly framing his face, the sun peeks through the curtains to fall perfectly upon his beautiful face. I smile, wondering when my birthday boy will awake. I can’t help myself; I roll over to my side so I can face him, he grumbles, turning onto his side to face me as well, eyes still shut, but facial features in a frown.
Wrapping his arm around my waist pulling me in for a kiss he says, “Good morning pervert.”
“Good morning handsome,” as I grin, embarrassed he kind of caught me admiring him. “How is my birthday boy feeling this morning?”
“Pretty good baby, just wondering what my Mrs. Kim is going to give me, I’m curious, can I have it now?”
“As much as I would like to give it to you now, I can’t since unfortunately, we both overslept because of that tongue of yours.”
“Wow, you sound pretty angry at my tongue, if I remember correctly, last night was more like, ‘oh fuck, baby, ahhh right there- ‘”, immediately I put my hand over his mouth.
“Jin can you not?” I pout, him laughing and snuggling his head into my chest.
He will be home at around 19:00, he said he would be eating with a few colleagues at work, so at least I didn’t have to make anything to eat, I hate cooking, a good thing for me, he loves to cook.
I ordered a little cake, but to be honest with you, I am the actual cake. Look at me trying to hype myself up here.
I had an hour-long bath, shaving every inch of me, I did my hair, it is in loose waves, I have my new pink lingerie on, he has not seen this set before, it has the cutest bow in front, once you untie the bow it opens revealing the boobies… boobies, why is that so cringey? The panties are not anything special, it is the bra that makes it unique. I have thigh-high black stockings on, I know I shaved but I wanted to look like some sexy seductress. I was going to wear heels, but no, attempting to do this little lap dance for him, I might end up breaking an ankle or stepping on his toes. I mentally facepalm myself just at the thought of that happening when here I am trying to be all sexy for him. I have a light floral scent on, nothing too intense, my makeup is light, natural-looking almost, just the way I like it. I have my floor-length black robe on.
I am sitting at the dining table waiting patiently for Seokjin to get home, it is 19:00 now.
Not five minutes later, I hear the keypad and I get up, slowly making my way to the door.
While hanging up his jacket, he turns, “Y/N-ah…. Oh…”
“Hi baby,” as I walk to him, lifting my arms to embrace him.
He nuzzles his head into my neck and pulls me closer, “You smell lovely.”
“Thank you. Are you hungry Jin?”
“No, actually. Did you cook baby? I told you not to worry about it sweetie, but if- “
I cut him off, by placing my finger over his lips, “No Jinnie, I didn’t cook, if you were hungry, I was just going to make you instant ramen,” I smirk.
He laughs, “So rude and here I taught I was a little special, hmm?”
“Oh, but you are.” I take a step back and take ahold of his warm hand, “Follow me,” turning around I lead him into our bedroom.
Our bedroom is dimly lit, and I have placed a sturdy chair in front of our bed. “Jin could you please sit here?”
He smiles and sits down.
I almost want to abandon the whole plan, but I shake it off and continue.
“Could you place your hands behind your back?”
“Okay, Uhm, Y/N where is this going to baby?’
“Trust me.” As I lean down to kiss the top of his head.
“Fine.”
I stand in front of him, untying my belt from my robe and revealing my almost naked self to him. I remove the belt completely.
He looks me up and down, licking and biting his lower lip, “Wow, baby girl, come here.”
He is about to get up when I say, “Baby have patience, put your hands back where I said I wanted them.”
Groaning in defeat he does just that.
His eyes on me, I go behind him and loosely tie his hands behind him, he can easily get out of this, but I know he will humor me because I asked.
I stand up, “Hmm that is about right.”
“Y/N-ah, come on, what is this?”
I look at him smiling, internally my heart is beating, I am afraid he might hear it. I walk towards our music player; I have already set the music up. I press play.
The song begins to play, ‘In Vein’ Rick Ross feat. The Weeknd. (I got the version with just the Weeknds’ part, his part stops at 2:18)
I begin my little dance, a few steps away from him, remembering my little moves, touching my body, lightly brushing against, every inch of myself, my neck, biting my bottom lip, playing with my bow on my bra, letting a little moan out here and there, being as seductive as I can. Looking at him, I know he is enjoying this, I can already see a tent forming at his crotch, his mouth slightly agape, his eyes glossy.
The song stops and the next begins to play, ‘Skin’ by Rihanna, which is my cue to get on my knees and move over to him.
His breathing hitches as I kneel between his legs, his eyes on me, I place my hands on his kneecaps, slowly moving up to brush against his crotch, I begin to move my hands in circular motions over his crotch.
“Baby, please- just touch me,” he almost moans.
I stare into his eyes, I bite my lower lip, he looks delicious right now, I take both my hands and unbuckle his belt, I undo his button, unzip his pants, I pull his cock out from the entrance in his boxers. His cock is hard basically springing into my hand, precum starting to drip along the sides. Pumping his cock a few times I take him into my mouth, sucking off the precum.
“Ahh baby girl, untie my hands, please.”
I now pick up the pace, taking him in as far as I can, I suck him off, swirling my tongue around the tip. To see him like this is getting me so fucking wet, this gorgeous man, hands behind his back, his shirt tightened against his beautiful body.
He is moaning, his eyes solely on my mouth, watching the way his cock goes in and out of my mouth. He screws his eyes shut and begins bucking his hips, biting down his bottom lip.
“Fuck!” his hands now untied, seizing his movements, “Baby wait, wait, stop.” He places both his hands on my cheeks, and I stop. I let his cock out of my mouth with a pop sound, his cock standing straight.
“Jesus, Y/N, I almost came, you are so good, let me calm down a bit, let me taste you.”
I stand up, “How about you just fuck me, right now?”
“But I want to make- “I stop him.
Taking his hand and slipping his fingers between my legs, gliding his fingertips over my panties, “See?”
“Oh, fuck me, you are so wet, where do you want me?”
“Right here.” I almost whisper.
He slides his pants and boxers down to his ankles. Taking my hand, he pulls me closer to him, “Can I finally see this now?”
“Hmm, you can.” I giggle as he unties my bow on my bra. My boobs are finally free.
He glides his fingers over my erect nipples, down to my belly button; I shiver at the sensation before he finally slips down my panties. I step out of them.
He taps his thigh, “Come sit here now,” a sly smirk on his face.
I do as I am told.
“Do you have any idea how much I love you?”
“I love you too,” as I kiss his swollen lips. I begin to unbutton his shirt, stopping the kiss to place kisses along his jawline, neck, and as far as I can go on his chest. As I do this, he slips two fingers into me without warning, and I gasp.
“Did I startle you baby?” He smiles as he begins to slowly pump them in and out, my pussy is so drenched already, all you hear is my breathing and the wetness.
A few more pumps, he takes them out and puts them in his mouth, “Delicious as always.”
The sound he makes, and the way he licks his fingers off makes me almost orgasm, it is so filthy.
“No more teasing now baby, fuck me already,” I whine.
“Yes, my needy girl,” taking his cock in his hand, I raise myself up a bit and he positions it at my slit. I slip down onto his cock, moaning at the feeling and stretch.
“God, baby girl, so wet, so warm, so tight,” He kisses me again.
Before he can say anything else, I begin to move along his cock.
“That’s it, fuck yourself on me,” he places his hands on each butt cheek of mine and massages. His mouth now latched on one of my nipples.
He smacks my butt cheek, and I moan, it feels so good. All you hear is our wet sweaty skin slapping against each other, and my wet pussy taking him in and out.
My thighs are beginning to hurt, I think he notices that, so he begins bucking his hips up into me. He moves at a steady speed, that makes me feel like I could cum any minute.
I move my fingers to my swollen clit and begin to rub it.
I throw my head back, “Jinnie I think I am going to cum, please I- I am almost, ah… there,” I cry out.
“Okay baby, cum for me, cum for me now, I fucking love you!” he groans.
A few more pumps on his cock and I feel my stomach tighten, my pussy clenches around his cock and I let go, I begin to shake as he slows his pace allowing me to ride out the rest of my orgasm.
I bite lightly into his shoulder and there and then he lets go as well, jerking into my pussy, his warm cum coating my inner walls. He digs his fingers into me, I know leaving bruises behind. He rests his head in the crook of my neck. Kissing my neck as our breathing returns to normal.
He starts giggling and so do I. He looks up, taking his hand and placing it under my chin, guiding my face to look at him, “You know this was such a wonderful surprise, did I say how perfect you are? How perfect this was, thank you, I love you Y/N. You know what though I think I am hungry after all, ramen?”
“Hmm, ramen it is. I love you too, happy birthday Jin.”
Summary: You weren’t big on social media. Hell, you didn’t even care much for trends. So when you get a notification one day on instagram from a person claiming to be a global sensation, you can’t believe it. Months later, you still can’t believe your penpals with BTS’s good boy - Kim Taehyung himself.
Warnings: FLUFF, Light teasing, Angst, Betrayal, Mentions of past toxic relationships, Sexual assault, Cheating, and mental abuse.
Notes: The events that are in this story can definitely happen in real life, BUT this is just a fanfiction and I don’t think these events will actually happen/are occurring. Anything in italics are texts messages. This is going to be another long, and bumpy chapter. Sorry for how long it is, but if any of you are like me you love long chapters like this. But still, sorry in advance :/
BTS ML | Index | CH 10
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"I'll keep being your penpal."
You see Taehyung's smile grow, and you feel kinda bad for shooting it down.
"If!" He jumps. "And I mean only if there are no more lies. No more secrets. We're both completely open books with each other."
"Of course! I really mean it! I know what type of person you are, and I trust you, Y/n. I wanted to reveal who I was eventually. I technically did when I sent you the picture of me a while ago, but you just didn't recognize me. I just wasn't sure how to do it in the best way after that, you know?"
"Mhmm."
"Mhmm…?"
You roll your eyes at him.
"Yes, mhmm. As in, yes, I understand, Tae."
He smiles at the nickname you've already formed since finding out his real name. And you roll your eyes again but bite your lip because you can't believe how normal it already is for you to talk to him. Like he isn't a part of BTS and just… Taehyung.
"You know, you’re cute when you bite your lip."
You rub your lips together and then rub your hand against your mouth for an extra measure. Not wanting to give Taehyung the satisfaction of making you smile right now.
"Oh, shh. Keep your compliments to yourself while you're in the dog house."
Taehyung whimpers like a wounded puppy while pouting his lips. And it's the cutest fucking thing you've ever seen.
God, this is hard.
"You can't stay mad at me forever. I'm your…."
And there it is. You've been wondering when this conversation would come up. The 'labeling' conversation. But of course, it decides to come up when you're trying to be a badass bitch and put your foot down. Trying to make sure Taehyung understands what he did was wrong, even though you already slightly forgave him.
Taehyung whistles awkwardly, and it actually makes you laugh. You pick up your phone from against the pillow and lay down flat on the bed. Holding it above your face.
"What's that? Is thee Kim Taehyung… feeling awkward?"
He rolls his eyes at you.
"Is thee Kim Taehyung… feeling confused?"
"Har, har, very funny."
Even though you both laugh your little teasing off, you don't want to stop this conversation now that it has started.
"But since you mentioned it." You don't miss Taehyung's eyes getting more prominent for a second. "What are we? This is the weirdest time to bring it up. But, fuck it! I wanna know."
"Look at you being all tough and shit. You drink coffee today?"
"Tea, and don't change the subject! I'm in badass bitch mode, and I want my swirling thoughts from the last two months - answered."
"So, you've thought about this then?"
Taehyung smirks, and you bite your tongue to keep yourself from smiling again. Once again, having to try really hard not to give in and let him swoon you. He really knows how to push all the correct buttons.
"Maybe I have, maybe I haven't. Still, answer the question."
"What question?"
"Oh my God!" You shove one of your pillows into your face. Annoyed, but also secretly loving how playful Taehyung is being.
"Okay, okay,” He chuckles out. “What are we? Honestly, that's hard to say. You know now how complicated my life is, and we haven't exactly met in person. Even if we did sext last night."
He mumbles the last part, and of course, you come up from the pillow at that exact moment. Making your face beat red from mentioning what happened yesterday night when your hormones were on autopilot.
"Are you blushing?"
"No!"
"Oh my God, you are! That's adorable. My little kitten's all blushy from sending me such good photos last night."
You drop your phone on your face.
"Ow!"
You hear Taehyung's laughter boom into your ear because your phone moved to the bed next to your face after hitting you. It may have just been a simple tease, but his words definitely effected you more than they should have. And he knows it like you’re already wrapped around his finger when it comes to all things sexual.
It was just sexting! Something teenagers do when they're first learning about sex or learning how to love themselves.
But talking about sex out loud, outside of doing the act itself, makes you so shy. And then Taehyung just had to call you kitten. With his god damn deep, sexy, panty dropping voice!
You're a goner.
"You know, for someone who hasn't been with a girl since they were seventeen, you definitely know how to make a girl feel a lot of different things."
"Correction, I know how to make you feel a lot of different things."
You move your phone back to above your face, making sure to keep a tight grip on it this time. Taehyung is sporting his usual teasing, sexy smirk. And since Taehyung just broke your bad ass bitch wall with a hammer, you can't help yourself but smile back at him.
"There we go! There's my angel's smile."
"You did all this to make me smile?"
"Didn't I tell you? It's my daily goal!"
You giggle and bite the tip of your thumbnail. Feeling extra cute at that moment from getting all this affection at once.
"Your piece of work."
"I know, I've been told." Taehyung chuckles at himself. "I have a question!"
You laugh at his dramatic mood change.
"What is it?"
"How did you find out who I was? Like, all this time, you've seen my face and knew BTS but didn't figure out it was me until now. How?"
You look over at your plastic bag that's filled with the light bulb you went back to buy and the magazine. You bought the magazine for the simple fact that you needed to keep being reminded that V was actually Taehyung. That this wasn’t a dream and the person you’ve been talking, and flirting with is in fact an Idol.
You stand up from your bed and get the magazine that revealed to you all Taehyung's secrets at once. When you got back to your bed, you said nothing and showed him the magazine cover.
"Gotcha," He said and then dropped his bottom lip. Only showing his bottom teeth and making a funny face while scraping his teeth against his lip. “I was thinking that may happen."
"You thought I would go out one day to buy a lightbulb and come back with a magazine with you on the front cover? You must be psychic,” You say the last part of your sentence sarcastically, and roll your eyes. 
"You know what I mean, silly. It was a possibility."
"Mhmm."
"Mhmm..."
Then you witness another dramatic mood change in him, but this one isn't positive. His smirk falls, and he's back to a blank expression. Like you both weren't just teasing the fuck out of each other.
Your 'badass bitch’ mode has been turned off for the moment, and you feel yourself getting worried about whatever he's thinking about.
"Hey, you okay?"
He nods his head, then does the opposite and shakes it.
"I just feel terrible about all this. I know I should have told you. I knew going into this that if we actually got close, I would want to tell you who I really was. It's just… I never expected it to get this far, I guess?"
"What do you mean?"
You wiggle your back on the bed. Getting kinda nervous about what Taehyung was implying.
"Like… I want to meet you Y/n." Your eyes go wide. "I do! The only reason I’ve haven’t been bringing up this subject is because you didn’t know who I was. And now you do! I want to meet you in person Y/n.”
Your stomach drops, and you almost drop your phone again. Taking precautions, you move to lay down on your side and get under the blankets. Giving you some time to respond and putting yourself in a makeshift protective barrier from what Taehyung was requesting.
Before you found out who Taehyung was, you were all for meeting him for the first time. Yeah, you would have butterflies and be nervous, but you thought you were just meeting a regular guy at the time.
Now, everything is different. Meeting Taehyung is different. Hell, talking to him is even different! Although you’re still yourselves with each other, you've never met a celebrity in real life. Knowing you, you would probably mess up with the first few words and forget your name, so you call yourself an astronaut! Stupid, yes, but honestly possible.
"Hey, stop freaking out."
You only get out of your anxiety-ridden state when you hear Taehyung's voice. He must have noticed your mini-meltdown because his face was now close to the camera. Looking at you with such care.
"We don't have to meet yet. I was just saying, I really want to."
"I do too! It's just… you’re you."
Your words sound small, and honestly, you feel embarrassed to admit that you're feeling self-conscious now about meeting him because of who he is.
It wasn't talked about a lot, the prospect of you two meeting in real life. Only sprinkled in conversations from now and then. But each time, your reaction was always so much happier. Now it's obvious you’re feeling a different kind of way about it.
"I am me. I'm that guy from BTS. But I'm also the guy you've been talking to every day for the past two months. Can't you look at it like that?"
You nod your head at understanding what he's saying, but you're not going to straight-up lie and say it changed your mind completely. Do you want to meet him? Yes. Are you scared shirtless about it, also? Yes. And you're not going to lie about it.
"I know, I know. But still, think about it from my perspective. Average girl, living an average life meeting the guy she's been texting for months… and now just found out he's a worldwide idol… yeah, if that doesn't sound nerve raking I don't know what is."
Taehyung sighs, and you watch him slump in defeat. You hate to bring up how complicated this all is and your feelings on top of that, but it had to be said. It's not that you feel any different about him. You don't regret opening his first DM or being his whatever the fuck you are to each other. It's just that you've never experienced anything like this.
It's not stopping you from talking to him, and it's not stopping you from liking him. You just want to pump the brakes a little on meeting each other for the first time. You're just hoping it doesn't make him want to ditch you altogether.
"Hey!" You say into the phone to get his attention. "I still like you. I still want to see where this all goes, can you just give me a week?"
Taehyung raises his eyebrows at you.
"A week?"
"Yeah, a week. Like… maybe take a little break from each other and let me think this through? I've honestly had a hectic day to last me a lifetime, and as much as I want to meet you in person, this is all a lot to process. Can you just give me a week to think it all through?"
Taehyung wiggles in his spot, nervous about what you're actually implying. You realize it kinda sounded like you were ditching him forever, leaving him high and dry just because he's famous, but that's not what you mean. You just want a break from all this and concentrate on yourself. Mental health should always come first, after all.
"Y-your not-"He swallows the lump in his throat. "You're not saying in a week… are you thinking about leaving me-"
"No!" You cut him off right away, and he sighs in relief. "It's just time to think. Can you give me that, please? It may not even take a week, but I would really appreciate it."
Taehyung still looked skeptical about the idea of you two taking a break from each other. The only time you stopped talking was when he needed to delete his Instagram, and you both were having a hard time about it. He had such a hard time that he broke the silence between you two after a week and texted you.
Ky's right. You've both really have become a part of each other's routine in such a short amount of time. It may have been a different circumstance when she said this to you, but it's still true. You're even feeling a bit of anxiety from not talking to him, but you know you need this. You need this time away, and maybe it will make many things more evident to you.
"Alright," and Taehyung's separate agreement set it in stone.
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~~ The Next Morning ~~
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You woke up feeling a lot lighter on your feet. Feeling yesterday's anxiety and worries stay as yesterday's news.
You roll over on your bed and reach for your phone, but you stop. Hesitating to see if Taehyung texted you or not even though you said you wanted a break. You never specified what this break of yours would entail. Only that you needed time to yourself, and will let him know when you were ready to talk about the prospect of you two meeting. And allow yourself to get fully involved with a celebrity like him. It's already too late for the latter, but you need to take some time to think about it.
When you finally pick up your phone to look at any morning notifications, and you see a text from Taehyung... and two from Mara.
Your eyes widen when you see Mara’s contact on your screen. You thought it would take her a while to talk to you again or even suggest to talk things out, but here she is less than a day later. Texting you twice at 7 in the morning.
Mara ㋛ (7:15am): Hey, can we hang out today?
Mara ㋛ (7:15am): I feel bad about how we left things yesterday, and I really want to apologize 🥴
You (7:30am): Okay. When?
Mara ㋛ (7:32am): You free now?
You (7:32am): Yeah, I don't have work until 4 today.
Mara ㋛ (7:32am): Okay. See you in 30
You close out of Mara's messages, and feel weird about how short and grammatically correct it was. Like you were texting one of your old teachers instead of one of your long-term best friends. Ew.
You ignore these feelings for now and then open up Taehyung's messages. Smiling as you read.
V ♥︎ (7:01am): Good morning beautiful! I know you want space, and I'm going to give you it. But I still hope it’s okay for me to text you every morning and night 😬
You (7:33pm): Morning and I think i’ll let it slide lol
V ♥︎ (7:35am): you're smiling aren't you? 😏
You (7:36pm): shhh 🤫
You bite your lip and continue to smile after you exit out of Taehyung's and your's texts. Having these brief texts a day should be fine. You only want time to think, not leave him out of your life altogether.
After putting your phone on silent, you get out of bed and get ready for the day. Trying to stay in a good mood that Taehyung created as you wait for Mara to come over.
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When you hear the knock on your front door, you feel your mood run sour. It's weird this is how you're reacting to Mara's presence now. Granted, she did treat you like a lower being to her yesterday. Saying you were nothing but used trash. But she was also one of your best friends. You shouldn't be feeling this way about her. You shouldn't be hesitating to open the door, pausing your hand above the doorknob, but you are.
When you finally open the door, Mara is there, and she looks no different than she did yesterday. You weren't expecting Mara to look like trash since she's drop-dead gorgeous, but you were slightly hoping she would look a little more apologetic.
Unlike last time she came over, she waited for you to invite her in. You moved to the side and put out your arm to gesture her to come in, not saying anything as she crossed the threshold into your home.
You smell the familiar scent of daisy's from her favorite perfume as she passes you to sit on the couch and you think it's a little much for just coming to see you. She wears that perfume all the time, but the perfume’s essence hits you right in the face.
You look at Mara curiously as you sit next to her on the couch. Leaning your body, so you're facing her, and she does the same.
"Listen, Y/n..." Mara pauses, and you scoot in your seat a little more. "I'm sorry about yesterday."
Well, that was an easy apology.
"I was just jealous of you being with a guy you really like. A guy that just so happens to be one of the biggest faces for Korea, out of all things, too. I'm sorry, and I feel terrible about everything."
"S'okay. I'm surprised about the whole situation, but I really needed my two best friends to be there. When you started bashing on me instead, I felt more at a loss for words."
Mara nods her head and glances at your hands in your lap. She takes ahold of your hands and holds them in the middle of you both.
"I'm truly sorry, Y/n. I know I'm a bitch, but my overactive bitch mode has been coming out a lot recently. I feel really bad, and I should have been a better friend."
"It's okay. We all get some weird mood swings from now and then. Ky also told me about the guy you were seeing."
"W-what?" Mara, let go of your hands.
"Yeah, and I get you didn't want to tell me about it since the stuff with V - Taehyung was so hectic at the time. But Mara, I'm your best friend! You know you can tell me anything, right?"
You put your hand on Mara's shoulder, and you feel her body go stiff. You furrow eyebrows in confusion and just now realize how weird Mara is acting. You're just about to ask Mara what's wrong, but she stands up abruptly before you can.
"I-I have to use the bathroom."
You watch Mara speed-walk to the bathroom down the hall and don't look away until the door gets shut behind her.
"What the fu-"
Your words get interrupted when you hear a buzzing sound next to you. Mara's phone must have fallen out of her pocket when she abruptly left. You would never snoop on your friend's phone, but Mara doesn't have the 'hide messages' thing on her notification screen.
So when you look down at it, the message you read on her screen shocks you.
Kwang 🍆😍💦: What did she say??? I’m on the edge of my seat baby!!!!
You pick up Mara's phone and stare at the notification with your jaw dropped. You look at your ex's name, the emojis, what he said... and the word baby. He called her baby.
Even as you hear the bathroom door open and close, you don’t look away from the text. Even as you hear footsteps, and then they skid to a stop behind you, you don't stop looking at it. You don't look away from the text until Mara snatches the phone out of your hand. Making you turn and stand up aggressively.
"The guy you’re dating is fucking Kwang?!"
Mara rolls her eyes, and the nervous aura she had on before is completely gone.
"He treats me good." You scoff at her excuse. "He's different now, Y/n. He treats me well, and we've really gotten to know each other these past three months."
"Three months?" You step forward. "You've been dating my abusive ex... for the past three months!?"
Mara scoffs, and you shake your head in bewilderment. Like she just forgot everything he did to you while you were dating and how he practically cyberbullied you every day for months after you broke up.
"That was just a misunderstanding-"
"MISUNDERSTANDING!" Mara jumps at your outburst. "It was a misunderstanding when he practically sexually assaulted me the day we broke up? Pinning me down and trying to shove his tongue down my throat until I bit him! It was a misunderstanding when he wouldn't let me go out with you guys because he didn't trust me enough to not cheat on him? Even though he was the one always having a side piece!"
Your fists were clenched, and you were filled with rage. You haven't talked about these accuracies with your ex in such a long time. Only Mara and Ky knew about the sexual assault. Others, including Taehyung, learned about the cheating and mental abuse he caused you. But what happened when you actually broke up was something you wanted to keep buried for as long as possible.
Until now.
After you were done letting all your rage out, Mara looked at you like you just lied straight to her face. Like you were spitting nothing but nonsense at her.
"As I was saying, he's changed. He doesn't treat me the same as he did you. He respects me and my views. He doesn't even care that you're talking to Taehyung."
Your eyes go wide, and if you weren’t such a pacifist, you would punch Mara straight in the face.
"You told him about Taehyung?"
"Yeah, I wanted to see how he would react. Surprisingly, he doesn't care. He's really changed for me."
You practically see hearts in Mara's eyes as she talks about Kwang. Like him simply 'not caring' about you talking to someone new - that you thought he would be kept secret and didn't need to be said otherwise - erases everything else he's done.
You stare at Mara, completely dumbstruck. You can't believe one of the people you considered the most trustworthy and loyal person to you just betrayed you. Just took your heart straight out of your chest and stomped on it until it was nothing but dust.
"Get out," You whisper. Unable to raise your voice at that moment.
Mara barely hears you but doesn't miss what you say. Taking a step back from you and looking at you wide-eyed.
"W-what?"
"I said get out!" You scream and point at your front door. Feeling tears run down your face and not caring what Mara thinks about them. "Get the fuck out, and never talk to me a-again."
You stutter out the last part of your sentence and regret them immediately. Not because it's not how your feeling, but with those words, you just kicked Mara out of your house and your life.
Mara looks upset for a moment but sobers up quickly. Looking at you now like you're beneath her, just like before, and leaving your home without another word. The second your front door slams shut, you crumple onto the floor. Getting on your hands and knees and sobbing into the carpet.
Your body is shaking, and your cries are loud. Not caring if you disturb your neighbors or if Mara is still around to hear you. You're not able to move from your spot even as your phone rings on the coffee table.
It takes you until whoever is trying to call you texts you instead that you're able to pick up your head from the carpet and look over at it. You slowly crawl over to the coffee table, unable to stand up from how recked your emotions are.
You see Ky's contact come up twice, once from a phone call and another from a text, and you realize it was her that tried to call you. She knew Mara was coming to talk to you, so she was probably wondering how it went.
You call her back since there's no way your shaking fingers will let you type right now, and she picks up immediately.
"So, what did she say? I'm on the edge of my seat right now, girl."
Even though Ky's bubbly personality is showing right now, this makes you sob into the phone because she just said the exact words Kwang texted Mara. The text that just broke your long term friendship.
"I'll be right over."
Ky hangs up the phone, and you drop it on the ground. Going back to being a crying mess on the floor. Pulling your knees into your chest and sitting on the ground in a ball. Crying your eyes out until your now only best friend comes to talk to you.
Disclaimer : this is a fic. Purely just me trying to procrastinate the rest of studying I have to do.
College students : philosophy major Y/N x info major Kook ft. economy major Joon
Basically, Joon and Y/N broke up but they’re still friends who have feelings for each other and Jungkook, their friend, can’t take it anymore.
What were you doing going around smiling like that ? Jungkook loved his hyung. They were the first one from the squad to meet. But right now as his blood was boiling he only saw red. You looked so comfortable on the clearly big enough sofa with his arm around your shoulder almost cuddling into his stupid 6′4 chest. “Hi noona” He said not even bothering to look at his friend. “Hi Kookie” you answered peeking your head from the couch with the same bunny smile you gave your ex just a moment ago. Knowing you, you would fall back asleep on his chest as soon as you dived back into it. That couldn’t happen. “How was your day, son ?” Joon said in an overly deep voice. He jokes a lot about how Jungkook might as well be your son since he’s always around you two. At first the younger boy didn’t like it one bit. How was he supposed to snatch you away if he were in the son zone ? He even confronted his friend about it saying it was plain weird. But after hearing your giggle and how you play along everytime, he figured he had to get on that. “Do you want to take a nap or should a make you a wittle snack ?”. I mean you would be a hot mom to be fair, he thought to himself. “A huggie !” Without missing a beat you get up from the couch and pull him into a hug. Bingo. You wore shorts and your own shirt for once. Somehow you loved that Namjoon was so tall and how you could wear his tops without bothering to put on bottoms. Or anything else. Not that he looked but he definitely looked through the teddy bear he gifted you on your birthday. All the squad teased him for it but you thought it was so cute you held the plushie to sleep that day. He’s moved evn thinking about it. He can feel all of you and when you pull back he pulls you in closer. You don’t question it because you love hugs. After some time you start to get worried and pat him “Hey you good ?”. That sounded horribly like bro talk but it’s all you knew. “Jungkook ?”. He hated it when you used his full name. Without looking at you he can guess your eyebrows are drawn together and your lower lip is slightly out. Meanwhile Namjoon left the house. You noticed because you nodded him goodbye quietly. That didn’t make you worry. Since you broke up he had a life of his own. That made you feel like you were a burden at first but really he was living it when you were together anyways. At least that’s what Jungkook told you when he came to find you after your breakup. You quickly forgave him tho, he was a precious friend, just not made for relationships. It was bittersweet because you did love each other. Last thing you know, you still very much love him. By the time you got lost in your thoughts you almost forgot about Jungkook. When he pulled back you almost whined at the lack of warmth. Maybe you were touch deprived since that night. As he settled his inked hands on your waist, you gasped. “Noona...”. Reading his eyes there was definitely something but you couldn’t pinpoint what it was. The best you could do for this poor boy who seemed to have had a bad day was be a sister figure right ? “Yes Kookie” you said softly grabbing his face look at him in the eyes. Little did you know he was staring at your boobs since he noticed you didn’t wear a bra. His angelic face seemed like it was making him glow. The grip he had on your waist was nothing like what his eyes told you. “You already ate today ?” The childish voice he usually had was nowhere to be seen. Fortunately, you love to solve problems. Not maths, that’s gross. But anything for people was just your thing. Your friends called you unpaid therapist but you didn’t even want to be a therapist, it seemed boring. Realising the hand you unconsciously put up to pat his head could be seen as patronising you slowly pulled it back awkwardly. You were now confused as the man in front of you seemed to scream panic in his eyes. The grip you grew into became harsher leaving almost no space between the two of you. Oh this could not be right, the Kookie you thought was slumping is having a semi-hard. You froze trying to remain the most naturally in the apparently very much needed embrace. “Let’s eat at my place noona !” that voice was back again. It was kinda creepy but you brushed it off. There was no food at your place anyways. “Ugh I’m too lazy to get changed Kook” you smiled apologetically “Put my sweater on !” He did come in with a comically thick coat, he would be fine. You tried not to stare when he took off his hoodie and quickly put it on. Your legs were covered to your knees and Jungkook could swear he let a moan out at the sight.
His place was only a few minutes away so you walked. “Let’s order chicken !” You stared at him dumbfounded. “Ya why did we have to come here then”. You were met with only a shrug from his back. You’d be waiting for at least 15 minutes so you settled on his couch and turned Netflix on. The action made his hoodie ride up your thighs and he couldn’t help ut close the delivery app to snap a few pictures. “Do you want fries with it ?” He asked just to make you look at him “Yes pleaase” He could get used to the sight no doubt. Quickly he placed the order and headed to the couch. Fortunately his couch was a little smaller than yours. Like a little pet he places his head on your lap. You’ve been wanting to continue Start Up so that’s what you put on. Your account was registered on his TV. Everyone trusts him if it comes to technology. Something about how linking your things to his would make it faster. Or about him being able to access everything you do through the camera of those devices and hacking Namjoon’s phone to contact girls and block your number for a few days. Not to mention all your texts and exchanges. All of it. Of course he’s also the one Namjoon “owed his life to” when he managed to unblock you within a few clicks on his computer. “Are you on episode 6 ?” You asked for the third time but he obviously had a weird day you thought. “Of course”. He looked up at you. “Wow we really match”. Anything to hear your giggle. It was worth watching everything you watched. “Do you have a blanket ?”. In a rush he got back with his blanket. You settled on his chest and he had to hold your waist to keep you from falling off the couch. Taking advantage of the position he could talk confidently “You’re beautiful” “I know right ! Suzy IS that bitch”. Somewhere between confusion, relief then frustration he blurts out “I like you”. You twist your whole body so you’re chest to chest. Scanning his eyes you could see the adoration and even desperation. “What was that ?” “I love you”. This was all too serious. Before you could eat him up with your eyes that clearly say rejection he averts his eyes to the screen. “So that’s what the second male lead feels”. He laughs but it doesn’t meet his eyes, you’re still watching him. Not looking to answer anymore just studying him. “I mean Nam Joo Hyuk is worth it I guess”. He tries to lighten up the mood. There you go with that half assed smile. His plan is working, mind you. Now he’s truly the dejected guy friend. Everyone likes that. They always end up close and you had a thing for them. I mean as long as the first candidate is currently dealing with the board of education for “sharing innapropriate pictures of women”. Never assume fixing your computer is going to be free. Namjoon was a good man. He taught him everything he needed to know. Everything about you. He knew it was cheap but the way you were falling asleep in his arms told him he was so close. So close to having you.
He went into the elevator and rested his forehead against the wall. It can't last for too long. His breathing was heavy, and his heart was beating too fast. He barely stopped himself today. But you were too sexy. He won a small victory. But why was it feel so sad deep inside.
You were right about everything. Now it’s clear why you saw the child in him. He only thought about his feelings. Why didn’t he think about the reality in which he lived. What was he hoping for. He could not date with anyone, and if someone take a photo of him with a girl, the group would have problems because of him. He such a fool! That's why he gets into all sorts of troubles. He cannot even come to you when he wants it, only when they have free time. “See you tomorrow” - he doesn’t even know if he will be able to leave the dorm tomorrow. But he must take a chance, not for that he went so far as to surrender so easily now. He must do everything possible. You agreed - that was the only thing that mattered now. You watched a movie while you sat in his arms. He smiled. He must tease you, you must feel that you need him. If while he can’t win your heart, he must at least conquer your body. He knows that you always played with guys, if he wants to be with you, he should become the main one in this game.
He quickly got home and went into the apartment. The party was in full swing. For a long time he had not seen hyungs so drunk.
“Kooky !!! Where were you my favorite, maknae. I missed you so much. ”Jin hugged him, kissing him on the cheek.
"Hyung, you're drunk!" he tried to break out of hyung's steel grip.
"Have you got a girlfriend?" asked Yoongi
“Of course, I have a lot of free time for this. What is the reason for that party? ” he quickly changed the subject.
“It's just that when you meet friends you no come so earlier and you are always drunk. And now it’s not even midnight and you are sober” Hoseok said with suspiciously.
“Reporter Kim Namjoon, Bangtan TV. Comment of this situation, Mr. Jeon” approached him Namjoon, using a bottle of soju instead of a microphone.
“Hyungs, you are all drunk. I have a photoshoot tomorrow morning. So I didn’t drink much and returned early” he made excuses.
“Okay, okay ... Justified!" Hoseok tapped with a spoon on the table.
Everyone began to laugh. He joined them, and taking a beer. " Do you like _________? Why do you constantly write dirty stuff to her all times.” asked Jin to Yoongi.
Jungkook choked a beer. ‘Why are you asking him this, hyung’, he thought. So he need to calm down. It is impossible that they all found out on the first day.
“Yes, I like her” Yoongi replied, and Jungkook felt a growing worry inside. “We are friends with benefits” Namjoon dropped a can of beer, Hoseok was sitting with his mouth wide open, and Jungkook could not move from what he had just heard. Yoongi laughed out loud. “Wow ... It was worth it! This is a reaction! Daebak! She and I are friends in sex conversations. She knows everything about me and I about her. We give advice to each other, etc. There is nothing between us except friendship ”
“So you know all her boyfriends?” asked Jin
"Yes I am"
“And do you know which idol she date?” sat closer Hoseok
"Yes I am. But only they did not date, they just had sex. He does not have time for a relationship, she too. So they met together”
"Who is he? Who?" Hoseok bounced from excitement on a chair
"I will not say. If she wanted you to know, she would tell you herself” Yoongi replied, taking a sip of whiskey.
"But we are so interested" whined Hoseok
“I even have no doubt that you are interested”
“At least tell me from which group he is?” Yoongi shook his head, “Okay! At least tell me what agency he is from? ” did not give up Hoseok
"Okay, nevermind. Who cares who he is. This is her own business, it does not concern us. You don't want go to the barbecue? Long time we not ate grill meat ” said Jungkook
He tried to change the topic several times, but Hoseok still did not give up, and tried to find out who you were meeting. 'I wonder ____ will tell Yoongi about me,' he thought. While you were talking, the front door opened, Taehyung and Jimin came very drunk.
“Weren't you in the spa? Why the hell are you so drunk, and most importantly where? ” asked Namjoon
“We met a hubaes, they were going to a barbecue. They invited us to join them "said Taehyung, staggering
"Our maknaes are so grown" fell on the table Jin
Everyone laughed because of Jin' dramatic behavior. The rest of the night was a lot of fun. After everyone went sleep, he stayed with Yoongi in the kitchen.
"What's going on?" Yoongi asked, passing him a new beer.
"What are you talking about, hyung?" he asked him
“Do you like ________? That's why you are acting like this? ”
"Why do you think so? All is fine, hyung, I'm just tired, that's all! ”
“That you can tell others. You practically stop breathing when we talk about her. What happened at the last party? ”
"Nothing happened. Everything as usual"
“You don't want to talk, okay. I want to give you friendly advice: don’t start what you’re not sure about and don’t ruin everything because of a minute desire ”
“What if I'm sure?”
Yoongi raised his head and looked into his eyes for several seconds studying his face. He got up and went up to him. Putting a hand on his shoulder, he said, “Sometimes, one-sided confidence may not be enough. Just be careful, otherwise it will hurt you in the end.” He squeezed his shoulder lightly before headed for the bedroom.
He sat and looked at the wall. Why does everyone say that he should be hurt. Is there really no chance that everything would be fine. Even your consent is more a way to show him that nothing will work out than a chance to be with him. “My confidence is enough for two,” he whispered, taking his last sip of beer. Throwing to bin empty can, he went into the bedroom. Having taken a shower, he put on his pajamas and lay down in bed. He checked the phone, there are no notifications from you, although you wrote a lot in group chat. You were still online, everyone is already sleeping, maybe you are texting with Yoongi. he opened a private chat with you and wrote
'Good night, cutie. It’s a pity that you are not near me. I want to fall asleep next, hugging you'
A minute later, the answer came: 'Didn't you say that you should get up early? Why aren’t you sleeping yet? '
'Do you worry about me? I am pleased to'
'Good night' he smiled at your answer, or rather that you did not answer his question.
'I like you, nuna. Fall in love in me'
'Crazy' he laughed after reading your answer.
Putting the phone under the pillow, he fell asleep with a smile on his face. For the first time in a long time, he slept very well. No thoughts disturbed him. Although he did not oversleep so much, in the morning he felt completely rested. He quickly packed up and went to the parking lot where the manager was waiting for him. “You look well rested, apparently you slept well.” Said the manager as soon as he saw him.
"Really? Today I indeed slept really well.” He smiled as he got into the car. The first half of the day passed calmly. He could not stop smiling when they did makeup, because he was thinking about you all the time. He was wondering if you want to become their makeup artist. No, it was a bad idea. He would not be able to control himself, and all the staff would know about you within 5 minutes. While he was getting ready to shoot, he quickly wrote you 'Good morning. Have a good day. Do not strain your hand' a few minutes later he received the answer 'Good morning. Aren't you in the photoshoot? Don't be distracted from work.'
‘Oh dear, what a little grumpy. It's so cute’, he thought.. A few hours later it was all over. He hoped that their schedule was not very busy, and he could see you at least for half an hour. He got into the car and plunged in search of online flower delivery, it would be difficult for him to do it personally. He hoped that after 10 pm he would be free, so he made an order for this time and immediately paid back. He is also ordering a bottle of good wine and your favorite cake with the inscription 'Demo cake in honor of the first day of our demo relationship' While he was looking at the phone, the car stopped. He looked out the window, they were in the home parking lot. He saw other members near their group's van.
"Have you packed your stuff? If not, then hurry up”said the manager while getting out of the car.
“What stuff? What are you talking about, hyung? ” he asked, not understanding what was happening.
“What? Didn’t you hear yesterday? We are leaving for Busan to shoot a video, until the end of the week. Hurry up” said the manager. He stood in the middle of the parking lot, not believing what was happening now. To Busan? Until the end of the week? Stop. If this was known yesterday, Jin could tell you that they will leaving until end of the week. Really ... No, this cannot be ... You agreed to be with him because of you knew that he was leaving, and this only shows that he cannot do what he wants and date with someone he wants? The reality was too cruel.
He went into the elevator and dialed you.
“Did you know?”
“And hello to you. What are you talking about?" you asked.
“Did you know about this? Is that was your plan? ”
“Did you know that we're leaving in Busan today until end of the week? Did Jin tell you that yesterday? So thats why you agreed to try to be with me? To show me that you right and nothing will happen the way I want? ”
“I'm of course smart enough, but now I don’t understand what you’re talking about. Could you calm down and ask a normal question. What exactly did I must to know and what plan are you talking about?”
You sighed heavily, “If you are going to make such teenage tantrums, then let's finish everything right now” you said in a calm voice and hung up. He was practically seething with anger when he reached his room. He threw clothes into the suitcase with force. Having collected all that is necessary, he went down to the parking lot and got into the car to the others.
"What happened? The photoshoot went bad? In the morning you were in a such good mood, ”Jimin asked when he sat down beside him.
“You're right, the mood was even too good to be true”
“did you texted to _______ that we're leaving until end of the week? Didn’t you have a meeting with her tomorrow? ” asked Yoongi to Jin.
"Oh heck!!! I completely forgot. Because of our party, it completely flew out of my head. I'll text to her now” Jin took out his phone and started writing a message.
Jungkook dropped the phone from his hand. Damn, he screwed up. Again. He ruined everything without even having time to start. For an hour he could think of nothing but how stupid he had acted. Looking at the phone, he remembered the order he was doing. He went into the confirmation of the order, and sent a request to change the inscription on the cake 'Forgive me. I'm really not a mature child. Please give me one last chance.' Upon reaching the place, they had dinner and arrived at the hotel. He was settled in one room with Taehyung, but he was lucky because Taehyung went out for a walk with the rest of the members. He lay on the bed, and continued to look at the phone. He madly wanted to write or call you. But he could not. Not after what he made this afternoon. He received a notice that his order had been delivered. But you didn’t write anything ...
The next few days he did not even understand what he was doing, he just did everything that was told to him. He very often caught the worried glance of the members. But he didn’t care. On the last evening, he alone lay in the room, because everyone had left to a nightclub. Tomorrow morning they were returning home. They had a few days off.
He heard a knock on the door and got out of bed to open the door. On the threshold stood Yoongi. He had several bottles of soju in his hands. He walked by and sat on the floor between the beds. He put down two glasses and poured them. Jungkook still stood by the door.
"Sit down" said Yoongi
He went to the bed and sat on the floor opposite. Yoongi without a word handed a glass to him and taking his to the bottom, maknae did the same. Yoongi again poured their glass fully and they drank again. This went on several times. After the fifth glass, Yoongi finally broke the silence. "Talk" he said, filling the glasses again.
"There is nothing to talk ..."
Yoongi interrupted maknae not letting him finish the sentence. “If you will say that 'everything is fine' or start talking about how tired you are. I swear I'll kick your ass. Therefore, stop lying and tell me what is happening. Or should I call and ask _____?”
No, he certainly didn’t want it. He has not talked to you since that day. You haven’t texted anything back to him. You were right, now he really was hurt. He drank a glass, and tell his story. He told absolutely everything in detail, without hiding anything. He could no longer keep it into himself. He could not raise his head, he was too ashamed to look at hyung in his eye.
“Gosh, you fool. Moron. How could it be that you screwed up that badly in a few days.” Yoongi sat and shaking his head. “Didn't I warn you that it will be so? Why didn’t you listen _______, when she told you the same thing. Of course, I understood that something goin on, but I did not expect that you had already managed to ruin everything ”
“Hyung, I know that I’m an idiot even without you. I knew that I screwed up. This is not what I want to hear from you. ”
“No, you really need listen about it another thousand, tens of thousands, millions of times how exactly you screwed up! ”
"What should I do now, hyung? How can I fix it? ”
"What to do? To fix? Forget it, until you make the situation worse. It's not have enough for you of suffering, do you still want her to suffer because of you? Do you think I was not falling in love with her? ”
“Hyung ...” he was in shock.
“You are such a child. How could I not fall in love with her. It was as soon as we met. But unlike you, I reallist at things. Therefore, I put my feelings to hell until they grew. I have no regrets, we are good friends. But if I then tried to do something, I would ruin everything. That's why I advised you to think carefully about what you are going to do. Did you really think she set it up? ”
“Yes, I thought so. I just could not believe that she agreed. And it was easier for me to think into something bad, than to hope for sincerity on her part. When I heard in the car that she knew nothing .... Hyun, I thought I was going to die at that moment. It hurt so much for what I told to her. She is right that I am a child who is driven only by feelings. But I'm not ready to give up so easily. I will make any decision, but I can’t live if I don’t even try to fix it.”
“On the one hand, I envy you, your romantic hope. But on the other hand, I'm afraid you’ll hurt yourself even more ”
“It can’t be more hurts than now. So at least I will know that I did everything I could. And I won’t imagine every night "what could happened!"
“I won’t stop you, but I won’t help you either. The only help I can give you is to pretend that this conversation never happened. ”
They drank the last glass, and Yoongi went into his room. He sat on the floor and looked at the ceiling. He took the phone out of his pocket and wrote you the message 'Forgive me. Good night'
In the morning, absolutely everyone was tormented by a terrible hangover. On the way, they stopped at a restaurant for a portion of hangover soup. He liked that everyone was silent and no one paid attention to him. In silence, they returned home. Having taken a shower, he was lying in his room thinking what to do. He quickly dressed and drove to you. On the way, he bought flowers, he scared the seller with his appearance. She probably thought he was a robber. After a while he stood in front of your door. He looked at the bell and did not dare to ring it. Have you been home? Have you been home alone? Thoughts revolved in his head. Taking a few deep breaths, he rang the doorbell. After a moment he heard a noise after the door, it's good. You were at home. Opening the door, you examined him from head to toe.
“You're not from the delivery I ordered. What are you doing here?"
"Can we talk? Please"
You took a step back by letting him into the apartment. Turning around you went to the living room. You turned off the TV and sat on the sofa. He was following you, his head was empty. He laid flowers on a coffee table, went to you and knelt.
"What are you doing? Get up"
"Please forgive me. I will make any decision of yours and do everything as soon as you want. But please give us another chance. The last chance. Please” he was kneeling looking at the floor. He was unable to look you in the eye.
“Isn't it you who made the decision. You made it clear enough that you think of me. So why are you now kneeling in front of me and talking about some chance there” you got up and wanted to go past him. He took your hand stopping you. He rose from the floor and turned you to him.
"Forgive me. Sorry ... I just could not believe that you gave me a chance ... What did you give a chance to someone like me ... Therefore, when I heard about the trip, I could not stop my thoughts that you only wanted to play with me ... And only then I learned in the car that Jin didn’t tell you anything ... I felt like the last bastard. Forgive me."
“If you didn’t trust me from the very beginning, what the point to discuss something now. What the point was to start something at all”
"I trust you. Forgive me"
“So you made a tantrum because you trust me? So you said that I set it up everything because you trust me? You thought that I was just playing with you because you trust me? Have you even thought about me for a second? Have you ever thought for a second that I really want to try something with you? But I'm more angry for myself. I was wrong. It hurt me too. It was too painful to hear this from you.” You turned your back to him.“ Go away ” you whispered ...
Everything inside was broken. You gave him a chance because you really started to like him. But he only hurt you. He came up and hugged you from back. You took a step forward breaking out of his arms. He hugged you again. You turned around pushing him away “I said, go away” he came up and kissed you. Again pushing him away, you hit a slap in the face. He took your wrists and pressed against the wall. He held your wrists over your head while he kissed you again. Your quarrel only excited him. The fact that his feelings were mutual, removed any fear in him. He pressed you with his body, preventing you from moving. After a couple of minutes your attempts to break out completely disappeared. He looked up from your lips and said, looking into your eyes, “I want you! You have three seconds to stop me. 1,2 ... ” before he said '3' you kissed him. This time the kiss was very hard and painful. His fingers stumbled forcefully into your body leaving traces. He could not control himself now. Everything that happened over the past week, all the feelings and pain, everything was reflected in this kiss. He lifted you up in the air so that you would wrap your legs around his waist. He went to your bedroom without breaking the kiss. Throwing you on the bed, he took off his hoody and T-shirt before kissing you again. Your fingers pressed into his skin. He practically tore off your clothes. The excitement was too strong to delay or be gently. After your kiss at the door, he woke up every night from his moans, because he dreamed of you, how he fucks you. He was lucky what Taehuyng sleep very soundly, and did not catch him when he woke up from the fact that he was moaning your name in a dream. He quickly took off the rest of his clothes before returning to bed. He sharply turned you on your stomach and bent your leg up.
You were also very excited like him, so despite the fact that you squeezed his cock inside, he was able to enter the entire length. He came out of you abruptly. And he made a harder jolt, making your body tremble. He lost the remnants of control over himself. He fucked you with hard, deep jolts. Sensations sent electric charges through his spine. The way your body trembled under him from the pleasure and your moans grew louder, covered him with a wave of pleasure. He won’t keep so long because you squeezed his cock with your pussy. He ran his fingers through your hair, squeezing them tightly. His teeth left marks on your neck and shoulders. He wanted to show everyone that you belong to him. There was nothing civilized in this sex, only animal passion. “I'm cumming now” you moaned when his jolts became too fast. He was glad, he barely held on. It was too good. The sensations were so strong that it seemed the heart would now stop from enjoying. He moved his hand to the clit and rubbed it. Your body trembled under him while you cum hard. His dick would be squeezed by your pussy so tightly that he could hardly move to make a few jerks. His dick twitched filling you with sperm. His whole body was chained by an orgasm, that fell upon him.
He was lying on you. He could feel how your and his hearts beating fast in unison. He was breathing heavily while recovering. He had never experienced such a strong orgasm in his life. He felt his cock pulsating inside you. Despite the fact that he just cum very hard, he was still completely hard on. He flipped you onto your back and entered you again. He hugged you and rolled over. Now you was lay on him. He continued to make slow, shallow jolts. Pleasure rose in waves, spreading warmth through the body. He wanted more. He felt his jolts make his sperm flow out of you. Every push made your skin goosebumps. He again felt very excited. He began to make deep jerks. Tougher than before, although they were still slow. His fingers dug into your hips, pushing you as deep on him as possible. Your hands moved to his wrists. You squeezed his hands hard enough, push him out to the bed. You kissed him hard by biting his lip. Pain pierced him, but why did it only make him more excited. “Now it's my turn,” you said. You ran your hands over your body, squeezing your breast. The sight of you swinging on his cock, and your hands playing with your breast, made him as excited more. When you descended on his cock, he raised his hips making jolt harder. Your one hand moved to his stomach, digging his nails into his abs. The pain made his cock twitch in you. He abandoned his attempts to move and lay calmly, accepting everything that you give him.
You was put your hands on his chest. It made you change the angle of penetration into you. Your movements have become faster. His glans rubbed against the wall of the vagina. His body was trembling with pleasure. Each of your movements sent a discharge through his body that made him arch his back. “If you continue like that, I’m not enough for even 5 minutes,” he whispered, breathlessly with pleasure. You lowered and ran your tongue over his nipple. 'You want his dead', he thought when you did the same with another nipple. He was on the verge. He sat abruptly, making you stay kneel again. He wrapped his arm around your waist to control your jolts, slowing them down. He sucked your nipple in his mouth. Your breast drove him crazy all this time. He played with his tongue with your nipple, sucking it. He clamped your nipple with his teeth and felt how tightly you squeezed his cock, he repeated the same thing to another. He lowered you to cock forcing you to do hard jerks. You pushed him down again so he lay down. He was lying looking at you. Just your appearance could make him cum right now. Your body was wet, he could see red marks on your hips and neck that he had left, and your eyes were covered with pleasure. You looked very lecherous. He lost count of how many nights he spent imagining you that way while jerking off. Your pace has accelerated greatly, and your fingers have moved to your clitoris. He kept his last strength so as not to cum first. His fingers caressed your skin. He ran across your stomach, rising to your chest. Your skin was so hot. “Damn it, fuck, fuck.. I’m cumming ... Oooh, this is too fucking good.." you said and tightly squeezed his cock inside, which made his body tremble with pleasure. He gripped you tightly in his arms as you fell onto his chest. He continued to make quick hard jolts reaching his orgasm, he could not control the loud moans that burst from him when he cumming. It felt like whole his body was breaking. As if he were drawn into a hurricane, and his body just hung in the air. He could neither hear nor see anything around. He felt like in heaven.
It seems he lost consciousness for several minutes, but you didn’t even notice this, because you also came to your senses after an orgasm. His whole body was trembling. He rolled onto side when he was able to feel his body again. He lay in an embrace you and he left a tender kiss on your lips. He pressed you closer to his body, he wanted to completely dissolve into you, what was this moment never ends. Now in this world there was nothing but the two of you. He did not want to return to reality without knowing what awaited him there.
“We need a shower, but my body refuses to move,” you said, resting on his chest.
“I don’t feel my body, let's forget about the shower. I like being dirty. ” you laughed at his words. The sound of your laughter, the fact that you were lying embracing him made his melt, from the tenderness that he felt. Despite the fact that this was the first time, the feeling was as if you had been dating for many years. After a while, you still got up and went into the shower. He leaned against the wall, clutching you to him, while hot water flowed down your bodies. He did not want to lose even the slightest opportunity to feel you. Leaving the shower, he gently wiped your body while your fingers played with his wet hair. He pulled you and kissed you. Your lips are so seductive, he wanted to kiss you every second. Back on the bed, you pulled out the bedspread to the floor and were light at a clean bedding. It felt so natural. You two were cuddling in your bed. After a long time, you asked him, “Don't you have to go back at dorm?”
Reality brought you back from heaven to earth. But he did not want to let go of his, even a short, moment of happiness. He reached into the pants that were lying on the floor and pulled out his phone. He quickly printed a message saying that he would stay with friends today because they were going to drink all night, and sent it to Jin. Without waiting for an answer, he threw the phone back into a pile of your clothes. “No, don't. I want to stay with you tonight. I want to sleep with you and hugging all night. And I absolutely do not care if you do not want it. If you’ll be indignant, I’ll just bind you” he said with a grin.
"Look at you, how you talk" you answered laughing.
“And by the way, looking ahead, I want to say right away. I regard all of this as your positive response, in to give me one last chance. ”
“Okay” you raised your head to meet his eyes. "The last chance. The conditions remain the same: no jealousy, no commitment and no demands. ”
“This time I will not spoil anything”
“You didn’t forget that in a month you’re going on tour, and next week you start preparing for the concert? Just clarifying just in case”
"I remember". But he did not want to think about it now. He will simply rejoice at every moment that you can spend together. Now he was happy and you were in his arms.
[The day before leaving for the tour]
He was happy that he had the opportunity to break out to you, albeit not for long. All this time you managed to meet only for short moments. You came to the hostel several times. He remembered how quickly dragged you into the bathroom while everyone was busy in the kitchen. He left some quick slaps on your ass because you were changing into Jin clothes again. “I want only my clothes, my hands, my lips and my cock on or into your body. You understood?” he ripped off the shorts from you and made some hard jerks. He abruptly stepped out of you, straightened his clothes, and stepped out of the bathroom. He left another slap on your bare ass before leaving you choking on excitement. He practically laughed when he remembered that he had paid for it, because you seduced him all evening, after what you left without giving the opportunity to even touch you.
He got to your door and rang the bell. You opened the door, "Hello," you said, and he froze. You were only wearing a transparent lace cape on a naked body. A grocery bag that was in his hand slipped down. He didn't care. He began to take off his clothes while closing the door behind him. He pushed you against the wall, unfastening his pants. In a second he was already deep into you. He fucked you maybe too hard, but he couldn't stop. Each jolt into your tight hot pussy felt too good, he could not restrain loud moans. He did not care if the whole house heard his moans. He kissed you. It was a kiss saturated with lust, desire and debauchery... He could no longer endure, he put his hand between you, covering your clitoris with your fingers. He quickly rubbed it to make you cum. As soon as you squeezed his cock with force, he could no longer restrain his orgasm. You have cum at the same time. His fingers pressed into your skin while he was lost in his pleasure. Your moans mixed up filling the apartment. After a few minutes, you were still standing motionless. He hugged you, holding your body to himself while he was still inside you. “And hello to you” he laughed...
“Usually people kiss first each other at the meeting, rather than fuck hard at the door” you said, raising an eyebrow.
“Didn't I kiss you? As for me, this is the best greeting in all times”
“Didn't you left the grocery bag behind the door?”
“Heck, food” he gently stepped out of you. He took some napkins and wiped himself off. Putting his pants back on, he reached for a T-shirt that was lying on the floor. “Go to the shower, I'll prepare everything for the barbecue for now” he said, turning you towards the shower and slightly slapping you.
"Crazy". Before you could take a step, he slipped fingers into your hair. He turned your head and kissed you passionately. He ran the finger of his second hand over your pussy, playing with your clit, he made your body tremble. He tucked his head away to run a finger across your lower lip before sticking it into your mouth. Your soft moan made you tighten his grip on your hair. He removed a finger from your mouth and kissed you again. He groaned when he felt your and his taste on your lips. His fingers gripped your nipple, making your moan loudly. “You and me are perfect mix” he said with a lustful smile. He turned you and took the second nipple in his mouth eagerly sucking it. He put fingers in your pussy, stretching you. He used sperm as a lubricant to fuck you. He quickly jerk his fingers inside you, each time hitting your clitoris. While your hips not started trembling with an advancing orgasm. He felt you squeeze his fingers. “Wait. Please ... I’ll cumming now ... Fuck!” you gasped at the combination of his mouth on your nipples and his fingers with the force of fucking you. He kissed you again drowning out your moans while you hard cum on his fingers. He slowly drove wet fingers over your clit, stretching your orgasm ... He stepped back, inspecting you from head to toe. Raising his hand, he licked his fingers. His lips glistened with your juices, and he drew his tongue over them, “You are so tasty,” he grinned.
“I think I’m influencing you badly” you said, shaking your head, turning to the side of the bath. He pressed you to the wall, leaving a bite on your neck.
“I like how you influence me” he kissed you once more before letting go. He opened the door and laughed, seeing a bag around which groceries were scattered. He quickly assembled everything and went into the kitchen. He took out a grill and washed the leaves of lettuce and perilla for your barbecue. He chopped vegetables and then set the table. You went into the kitchen just when he had finished arranging everything. You easily patted his ass, “Such a good boy.” He smiled broadly when he turned and saw that you were in his T-shirts and shorts, which he left with you. “You look just unrealistically sexy in my stuff” he left a light kiss on your lips.
You laughed while preparing a barbecue. He did not want to think that he was leaving tomorrow, and would not be able to see you for a very long time. He enjoyed every second spent with you.
“I have homework for you while I am gone” he said.
"Homework? I’ve already left that age when I doing homework, plus I’ve never been a diligent student.”
“For some reason, I am absolutely not surprised at this. Bad girl. Wait you distracted me ”
"Okay, I'm listening to you."
“I want our relationship to become real, and not a demo version. I do not ask you to answer right now. Just think about it while I'm gone. If you'll miss me hard enough, answer me yes. If my absence will be not noticeable to you, I will forget about this conversation, and our relationship will remain at the same level, and this conversation will never happen again ” he tried to sound calm, despite the excitement that made his heart beat at a frantic speed.
“Okay, I'll think about it.”
Having finished dinner, he had to return to dorm and pack his things. The first time I felt sad when going on a tour.
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A month and half later...
He was lying on the bed in the room. He liked that the schedule was full. Constant repetition and preparations did not let him lose his mind on how much he missed you. They changed another city. You often chat with him, he told you how their tour goes, telling funny stories that happened to them. Your communication was the same. But he still haven’t answered the homework he gave you. He could not ask you, because he promised you to make any decision, but why he was so sad about it. He took out the phone and wrote to you, sending some photos from their rehearsal. Despite the time difference, you answered quickly enough. He call you, wanting to hear your voice.
"How are you?" he asked as soon as you picked up
"I am pretty good. There is a lot of work now, so I’m practically not comming back at home. ”
You talked discussing who was doing what the last days. Half an hour later, you said goodbye, wishing each other good night.
He went to the shower when he heard a notification sound. He went out and looked at the phone; he was sure that it was either one of the members or a manager. He was surprised when he saw your name on the screen. He opened the message
'By the way, Jungkook. I finally got the answer to your homework. ' His heart skipped a beat. He was worried too much because of which he did not can put at the right letters. After a third attempt, he was finally to write the message correctly
“And what is the answer to your homework?”
His heart was beating hard while he waited for an answer. It seems time has stopped going for him. Waiting seemed like an eternity. Finally got a response
'I miss you!'
He practically squealed with joy. He climbed onto the bed and jumping with joy, like a child who was got best Christmas present. He absolutely didn't care about Jimin, who went into the room and froze in the doorway.
"Are you crazy?" asked Jimin
He ran to Jimin and hugged him, lifting him into the air. He left a kiss on his cheek before releasing and going to the bathroom. Jimin was still standing in the middle of the room and was in deep shock from what just had happened. He went into the bathroom and re-read your message.
“I miss you too, so badly!!!” he quickly sent you an answer.
