#kookie pic

[pocket-army]

His Favorite Seat

Imagine a pocket-sized you making your way up a couch, grasping on the cushion before pulling yourself up. Once landing on a flat and soft surface, you pant heavily, having felt as if you have just overcome a large mountain. To your left, you notice a familiar pair of legs--ones you recognize as Seokjin’s--and you begin another treacherous climb, this time, the mountain being the height of Seokjin’s thigh.

You grip his jeans tightly, but just before you can make it up an inch, a large dark shadow covers the entire area and another pair of thighs threaten to squish you in your endeavors. Releasing your grip on Seokjin’s jeans, you fall back on the cushion of the couch. Glaring at the culprit who just stole your preferred resting spot, you shout at him, informing him of your “dibs” on the seat. Jungkook only flashes a small smirk and crosses his arms, slowly showing off his signature bunny teeth.

“First come, first serve.”

He leans his back on Seokjin’s chest, and the latter can only flash you an apologetic smile. If there’s one thing in common you have with the annoying young bunny, it’s that you two share a love for Seokjin’s lap. You make grabby hands at Seokjin, telling him of your wishes to be lifted up to rest on the heaven that is his shoulders. Seokjin lays down his hand so you can step on it, and then places you on his left shoulder. You cuddle up against the older’s neck and sigh. For now, you have to make do with favorite spot number two.

[pocket-army]

fight of the century

imagine a pocket sized you hunched over with your arms bent in front of you. earlier jungkook had challenged you to a boxing match, and to his unadulterated joy you’d agreed. so here you are, standing in your best imitation of a boxer, in front of a small pink stuffed bunny. you get a fuzzy paw to the face and direct a stony glare just behind your fluffy opponent to where jungkook is busting out in squeaky laughter. he wrinkles his nose in amused determination and positions the bunny’s arms for a second attack.

[pocket-army]

gotta catch 'em all

imagine a pocket sized you swinging and bouncing around in the hood of jungkook’s pikachu pajamas. he’s rummaging through the refrigerator for some milk so you both can share some cereal when taehyung bursts out of his room wearing light blue jeans, a blue jersey over a white tee, and a red baseball cap. a boxy grin blooms dangerously on tae’s face so you jump up to frantically tug at kookie’s ear in warning. upon making eye contact, kookie closes the refrigerator door, gulps audibly, and slowly backs away. taehyung pulls his hat backward on his head and, eyes glinting, charges forward with a pokéball in his hand. kookie manages to escape unscathed, but you end up trapped in a pokéball, forced to listen as tae makes a loud and long-winded speech about becoming the greatest Pokémon master in the world.