Jungkook is a shy secret admirer of Yoongi, who’s a high class stripper at an expensive club, and he keeps leaving roses with cute notes every time he comes to see Yoongi perform. Yoongi desperately wants to know who Jungkook is but can never really see past the lights to get a good look at Jungkook’s face.
epilogue/10
for lovely @goldenclosetkook
A/N: and that is a wrap! 👏👏 A big thank you to everyone who read this au, even though finishing it took me longer than I wanted 😔 still, my warmest hugs and thanks go to goldenclosetkook, from whom I got this prompt! Hope you and everyone else liked it 😊
Jungkook is a shy secret admirer of Yoongi, who’s a high class stripper at an expensive club, and he keeps leaving roses with cute notes every time he comes to see Yoongi perform. Yoongi desperately wants to know who Jungkook is but can never really see past the lights to get a good look at Jungkook’s face.
Jungkook is a shy secret admirer of Yoongi, who’s a high class stripper at an expensive club, and he keeps leaving roses with cute notes every time they come to see Yoongi perform. Yoongi desperately wants to know who Jungkook is but can never really see past the lights to get a good look at Jungkook’s face.
for lovely @goldenclosetkook
10 / 10
A/N: Here it finally is! The final part of the Shy Roses au 🎉🎉 Once again, I’m so sorry for the long wait. But don’t be sad, there’s still the epilogue left, and it will be posted tomorrow :)
Needless to say, Jungkook was nervous.
Yoongi hadn’t elaborated on what he wanted to talk about, leaving poor Jungkook’s imagination to roam free. He hoped that it was nothing bad, why would it be? They had both been enjoying each other’s company, blushing and flirting like no tomorrow. It was all going well and Jungkook just hoped that soon he would be able to call Yoongi his boyfriend, if only he’d get the courage to ask him.
Jungkook took a deep breath before he knocked on the wooden door before him. Yoongi had insisted on going home alone after his show to clean some things up and had told Jungkook to come by an hour later. Jungkook had spent the hour more or less panicking.
The door in front of him opened and behind it stood Yoongi smiling and fresh out of shower.
“Hi,” Yoongi said.
“Hi,” Jungkook said and gave Yoongi a quick peck on the lips after he let him in.
“So, this is my home, I’d give you a tour, but you can pretty much see everything from here, except for the bedroom,” Yoongi told him while gesturing vaguely with his hand.
“It looks nice, hyung,” Jungkook said softly. The décor was simple, but stylish. Every furniture seemed to fit together like a fine puzzle, the black couch, the glass table, the paintings on the walls.
“Oh my god, are all those CDs?”
“Yeah, I have a thing for music,” Yoongi said like it was nothing while following Jungkook to the giant shelf on the far side of the living room. Jungkook could only stare wide eyed at the collection of CDs that the shelf held, recognising only a handful of the names he saw there.
“Wait, does that have your name written on it?” Jungkook suddenly noticed. He took the CD out of the shelf and danced a few steps away from Yoongi’s frantic hands.
“Hyung! You’ve made a CD?” he yelped while staring at the front cover of it, from which Yoongi’s face was clearly recognisable.
“Mixtape,” Yoongi sighed, defeated. “I’ve made a mixtape, yes I rap, yes I’m pretty good at it, and yes it was years ago.”
“Can I listen to it?” Jungkook asked and how could have Yoongi said no to those doe eyes?
“Of course, but not right now,” Yoongi said taking the mixtape gently away from Jungkook’s hands. “Right now, I’d like you to tell me about the roses.”
“Oh, right, the roses.” Jungkook blushed and scratched his head.
“Do you want tea or coffee?” Yoongi asked.
“Tea, please.”
Yoongi smiled and nodded and, before he disappeared into the kitchen, gestured Jungkook to go sit on the couch. So Jungkook did. It was a nice couch. A very nice couch, in fact, with velvety, dark green cladding. He ran a hand on it, trying to focus on the smooth feeling instead of the nervousness churning in his stomach.
“Here you are,” Yoongi said and handed Jungkook a large black mug of still steaming lemon tea. Yoongi himself was sipping coffee from a similar mug.
“Thanks,” Jungkook muttered. “So, umm, I guess at first I bought you flowers just because I think you deserved them?”
“Is that a question?” Yoongi asked looking amused.
“No! You are the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen and when Seokjin-hyung took me to the strip club and I saw you for the first time, all I could think about was that I have to buy you flowers. Because isn’t that what you’re supposed to do? Buy flowers for the person you like?” Jungkook could tell he was rambling at this point, but couldn’t bring himself to stop, not while Yoongi was sitting right in front of him, blushing and fighting a smile.
“But I forgot to add a note to the first bouquet so I had to go buy another one, and the florist at the shop told roses would be better, so I bought a rose and attached a note to it and got back to the strip club. Except that I was again too scared to give it to you personally, so I just ended up tossing it to the stage and I wasn’t even brave enough to put my real name, just a small drawing of a bunny and – “
Jungkook couldn’t finish the sentence because Yoongi’s lips were pressing against his, effectively shutting him up. It was like his brain short circuited and it took him a moment to catch up with how soft Yoongi’s lips felt against his own, but when it did catch up, Jungkook sighed and returned the kiss.
“Sorry, I just couldn’t hold it any longer,” Yoongi whispered when they broke the kiss. “You’re adorable when you ramble.”
“Thanks, hyung, your lips are so soft.” Jungkook must have been more dazed than he realized to voice that thought out loud.
“Oh yeah?” Yoongi smirked and took bot of their mugs, setting them down on the nearby table. Then he leaned in and kissed Jungkook again.
Now Jungkook was more ready for the kiss, so when Yoongi pressed closer, Jungkook gently cupped his cheeks, changing the angle and making the kiss just a bit deeper. Yoongi ran his fingers along Jungkook’s sides and his tongue along his bottom lip. Jungkook parted his lips instinctively, letting Yoongi gently suck on his bottom lip and to also give it a soft bite.
“Wow,” was all Jungkook could say when they finally parted for air. Yoongi was smiling, clearly satisfied with himself, seeing how Jungkook’s cheeks were flushed, lips puffed and breathing shallow. Joke was on Yoongi, though, his hair was messy from Jungkook running his fingers through it at some point, and his breathing was just as heavy.
“I could do that for hours,” Jungkook finally admitted.
“Well good thing I don’t have anything planned for the rest of the night then,” Yoongi chuckled and gave a quick peck.
“Before we continue, though, I want to ask you a question.”
“Okay,” Jungkook said, puzzled as to what Yoongi could possibly want to ask him in the middle of kissing.
“Do you want to be my boyfriend?” Yoongi asked, almost whispered, and looked Jungkook in the eyes.
“Huh?”
Yoongi hit him on the shoulder.
“You heard me!”
“Sorry! Yes! Of course!” Jungkook shouted, pulling himself out of the shock the question had sent him into, and squeezed Yoongi a bit closer to him. “Of course I want to be your boyfriend.”
The smile Yoongi gave Jungkook was probably brighter than the sun and the most beautiful thing he had ever had the fortune to see.
Jungkook is a shy secret admirer of Yoongi, who’s a high class stripper at an expensive club, and he keeps leaving roses with cute notes every time they come to see Yoongi perform. Yoongi desperately wants to know who Jungkook is but can never really see past the lights to get a good look at Jungkook's face.
prompt by lovely @goldenclosetkook
introduction / 10
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A/N: here it is, my first ever social media au! This post will act both as an introduction and a masterlist for the au.
disclaimer: this is a work of fiction. Do not repost.
Jungkook is a shy secret admirer of Yoongi, who’s a high class stripper at an expensive club, and he keeps leaving roses with cute notes every time he comes to see Yoongi perform. Yoongi desperately wants to know who Jungkook is but can never really see past the lights to get a good look at Jungkook’s face.
Jungkook is a shy secret admirer of Yoongi, who’s a high class stripper at an expensive club, and he keeps leaving roses with cute notes every time they come to see Yoongi perform. Yoongi desperately wants to know who Jungkook is but can never really see past the lights to get a good look at Jungkook’s face.
for lovely @goldenclosetkook
5 / 10
A/N: hello everyone! I decided to go with a written part for today’s update, so don’t get confused. You can find the part behind the keep reading tag :)
Jungkook was sad. He felt miserable and pathetic sitting in the middle of a strip club with a rose in his hand. What had he been thinking, bringing flowers for someone he didn’t know anything about except for a stage name? Of course they would get creeped out and be forced to quit or something, because why else would they not perform for three days straight? The thought made Jungkook feel even worse, he didn’t want to be the reason for someone to feel unsecure in their workplace. Maybe he should have listened to his hyungs for once and let Suga be.
Jungkook let out a long sigh and stood up. Light music was playing around the club, accompanied by quiet talk. Jungkook saw a man whisper something to a stripper leaning on his side. Somewhere else a woman was giggling. It wasn’t a busy night, the club half empty with slight mist still lingering around from the latest show.
He really didn’t feel like going home or to whine on Seokjin hyung’s couch, so Jungkook did something he didn’t often do. He went and sat on one of the stools in front of the bar and buried his head in his hands.
“And what can I get you, stranger?” a deep voice asked after Jungkook had pretended to be an ostrich for a good number of minutes. Jungkook groaned and lifted his head from his hands only to be met with an astonishingly handsome bartender looking at him with amusement.
“A gin&tonic, please”, Jungkook said. The bartender nodded and before long a drink was placed in front of Jungkook.
“Here ya go”, the bartender said and Jungkook thanked him. Someone from the other side of the bar shouted something about a long island iced tea and the bartender rolled his eyes to Jungkook before moving to serve them.
The gin&tonic tasted bitter on Jungkook’s tongue while Jungkook absently played with the rose on the bar top. It was a deep red colour, much darker and richer than any he had bought before, with a few thorns still on its stalk. Jungkook was testing one of the thorn’s sharpness with his thumb when the bartender returned.
“God I hate my job sometimes”, he muttered under his breath while drying his hands on a cloth. “Why can’t people understand that no amount of flirting will get them a discount?”
Jungkook chuckled and downed the rest of his drink.
“Want another one?” the bartender asked with one eyebrow raised.
“Sure, why not”, Jungkook decided and let the man fill his empty glass.
“What’s with the rose?” the bartender asked and squinted at the flower. Jungkook almost chocked on his drink with the sudden question.
“Umm”, he coughed and tried to figure out what to tell the bartender, “I, well, it’s uhhh…” He couldn’t just tell the truth, right?
Jungkook could see the bartender trying not to laugh at his embarrassed stuttering and felt his cheeks heat up.
“It’s for someone I, umm, like”, Jungkook finally admitted.
“Oh, how nice! Though isn’t a strip club kinda weird place for a date? Even with how high end our strip club is, its still filled with half-naked people and horny businessmen”, the bartender continued his questioning, clearly enjoying teasing Jungkook.
Jungkook squinted at his drink and regretted every life choice he’d ever made. But then again, what did he have to lose?
“Well I guess not, given that the one I like is one of the half-naked people”, Jungkook said a bit more harshly than he had meant to. The bartender, however, did a small shriek and clapped his hands.
“I knew it! You ARE the mystery man that has been wooing hyung with flowers and sickly sweet love notes!”
“W-what?” Jungkook whispered.
“Sorry about the teasing, but I couldn’t resist and had to make sure it was really you and not someone else with a flower obsession. I’m Taehyung, by the way, I can’t believe I actually found you! Hyung’s going to burst when I tell him”, the bartender gushed.
“You know him?” Jungkook said weakly. He didn’t know what to feel.
“Of course I know him! We work together, c’mon man!” Taehyung laughed. “Oh, but wait!”
Taehyung was suddenly watching Jungkook very intensely, searching his face for something.
“He’s on vacation now. Is that why you look like you just lost your favourite duck in a bet?”
“Vacation?” Jungkook asked and perked up on his bar stool.
“Yeah, he’s in Hawaii right now, will be back in a week or so. Oh, but you didn’t know that?”
Jungkook shook his head. “How would I?”
Taehyung nodded. Suddenly his eyes got a look that Jungkook knew a bit too well. It was the same look Seokjin hyung got every time Namjoon hyung was being too serious. It was mischief.
Taehyung wiggled his eyebrows and leaned a bit closer to Jungkook.
Jungkook is a shy secret admirer of Yoongi, who’s a high class stripper at an expensive club, and he keeps leaving roses with cute notes every time he comes to see Yoongi perform. Yoongi desperately wants to know who Jungkook is but can never really see past the lights to get a good look at Jungkook’s face.
Jungkook is a shy secret admirer of Yoongi, who’s a high class stripper at an expensive club, and he keeps leaving roses with cute notes every time he comes to see Yoongi perform. Yoongi desperately wants to know who Jungkook is but can never really see past the lights to get a good look at Jungkook’s face.
