Tags: ABO, Royals, Alpha!Namjoon, Prince!Namjoon, Omega!Yoongi, Noble!Yoongi, Romance, Mutual Pining, Namjoon is smitten, (there is smut in this)
Summary: Namjoon had never felt such a strong pull towards another person and yet this omega captured all of his attention effortlessly. He did not know his name but he knew he was special. Not just his beauty but his enchanting presence and flirtatious attitude pulled Namjoon in. There was an undeniable connection between the two of them and there was nothing holding the alpha back from wanting to be this omega's mate.
If it weren't for the fact that Namjoon was the crown prince and his future mate couldn't just be anyone. If he revealed his title, would the mysterious omega still want to be with him?
Tags: High School AU, Soft, Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Love throughout four seasons
Summary: Throughout four seasons Namjoon and Yoongi slowly realize that there might be more to their friendship than just platonic feelings.
I mean... is it normal to think about your friend's soft lips all the time and wish nothing more than to kiss them?
Status: complete
Word count: 7,212
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Summary: Namjoon wouldn't be a real witch if he didn't get to his destination on the back of a giant blue dragon now would he?
Yoongi likes helping out.
Summary: It was hectic, having a heavily pregnant omega around but Namjoon wouldn't want it to be any other way. He was all over Yoongi all day long and he already knew he'd miss coddling and cuddling him with his round tummy squished between them, feeling tiny kicks every now and then.
Though he had to admit he couldn't wait for the moment when their pack and family would finally expand a little.
For the mini stories.... yoonkookjoon or yoonkook where jungkooks parents find out he’s gay and gets kicked out so yoongi (and Namjoon) comfort him by building a fort and watching movies or something. Idk just an idea. I love your work btw 💖💖
Pairing: YoonKookJoon
Word Count: 1,256
Nuuuh poor Kookie T.T I hope you’ll like this~ More Mini Stories here
“Jungkook?”
Confusion was written all over Namjoon’s face upon realizing who was on the other side of the door, blinking a few times and taking a glance at his watch. It was half past 11pm.
“What… what are you doing here? Are you okay?” he asked as he realized the male in front of him was not his cheerful, goofy self that that he usually was. Instead he looked… he looked confused… scared… sad. “What’s going on?” Namjoon breathed out, worries clouding over his thoughts and his chest feeling awfully tight at seeing the younger like this, his body frozen in place.
Jungkook swallowed heavily and opened and closed his mouth a few times like he wasn’t sure what to say or like the words just wouldn’t come out.
“Joonie?” another voice asked and a head of tousled hair appeared over Namjoon’s shoulder, moving towards the door until Yoongi’s dark brown eyes peeked around the younger’s shoulder, showcasing the same, slightly confused reaction as Namjoon had just a moment before.
“Jungkook?” he asked as well and somehow this made the barrel of bottled up emotions inside of Jungkook spill over. His bottom lip started wobbling and a second later tears were spilling over. He wiped at his eyes clumsily in a futile attempt to hide them or make them stop.
The other two were shocked into silence but Yoongi managed to spring into action first. “Kookie,” he said softly, his heart aching as the younger just sobbed at the mention of the nickname. “Oh honey…” Yoongi pushed past the still shocked Namjoon gently and wrapped his arms around the youngest. He had grown so much and went to the gym often enough that Yoongi was no longer taller or broader than him. Jungkook had outgrown him by a few inches and his shoulders had gotten pretty broad in the last few months but right now it still felt like Yoongi was comforting the shy, young kid at a tender age of 11 when people had made fun of his teeth that weren’t perfectly straight.
“It’s okay, it’s okay,” he tried to say soothingly but Jungkook just continued crying, holding Yoongi close like he was his life belt out on a stormy sea.
The oldest glanced at Namjoon unsurely, both of them not knowing what on earth was going on.
“Kookie… come here, lets get inside,” Yoongi said softly and leaned back, Jungkook just tightening his hold around him and pulling him back into his chest like he was an overgrown stuffie. The Jungkook they knew usually didn’t act like this which made them all the more worried.
Yoongi slowly walked backwards, pulling the younger with him into their apartment. Namjoon closed the door behind them and helped guiding them to the couch where Yoongi sat down and couldn’t help grunting softly as Jungkook just flopped down on top of him, probably squashing him a little.
Namjoon finally noticed the big backpack on the younger and slowly tried to remove it while also making Jungkook slide off of Yoongi’s lap so they could sit next to each other. He did realize how incredibly heavy the backpack was but decided not to question it right now. Yoongi and him shared another worried glance before Namjoon also sat down on the couch and started rubbing Jungkook’s back in a hopefully soothing way.
It took several minutes before one of them dare to ask.
“Jungkook… Kookie… what’s wrong? What happened?” Namjoon asked, the younger sniffling pitifully and still hiding his face in Yoongi’s shoulder. He needed some moments to get out a response.
“T-they kn-now…” he almost whimpered and Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows. “They… who? What do they know?”
Jungkook hiccuped several times. “M-m… my… m-my parents… t-they know t-that…” he took a few shaky breaths. “T-that I’m… that I’m g-gay.”
Something cold and dreadful settled in both Namjoon’s and Yoongi’s stomach, looking at each other worriedly. They knew how Jungkook’s parents were. They were nice and sweet people but they made a 180 degree turn as soon as anything ‘out of the norm’ happened and apparently being gay was not normal in their eyes. “What… what did they say?” Namjoon asked quietly and Jungkook’s fingers curled into Yoongi’s shirt, his shoulders trembling. “T-that I s-shouldn’t…. s-shouldn’t come b-back.”
Yoongi felt like someone had punched him in the gut. “They… they kicked you out?” he gasped and Jungkook nodded his head with a pitiful whimper. “They…” Yoongi didn’t even know what to say. Of course he had known that Jungkook’s parents weren’t really open towards any of this but to think they’d be so willing to kick out their child because of his sexuality. The person they had raised with love and care… He was still the same person for fuck’s sake!
“H-hyung,” Jungkook whimpered and the two older ones where pulled back into reality. “W-what should I d-do? I don’t…. I don’t have anything, I-I don’t h-have money, I-I just started college I… I don’t know what to do. They were screaming and yelling at me a-and I just… I just grabbed what I c-could find b-but…” his voice wavered and a new wave of tears ran down his cheeks.
Yoongi leaned back and looked at the younger’s face, wiping his tears away with the pads of his thumbs. “You’re gonna stay here,” he said softly, Jungkook’s eyes widening and the oldest could see the protest already bubbling out of his mouth so he stopped him before he could say anything. “No buts, this is not up for discussion. You’re gonna stay here and we’ll figure out this shit together, okay?”
“B-b-but-”
“No buts,” Namjoon agreed softly and inched a little closer. “You know you’re always more than welcome here, Kookie.”
Jungkook looked at little at loss for words, not knowing what to say so he just sniffled and wiped his eyes again. “M-m’ sorry.”
“There is nothing to be sorry for,” Namjoon murmured and pulled the younger closer. “It’s okay, we’ll figure this out together. We have your back, we got you.”
The youngest inched into Namjoon’s lap to hug him as well and Yoongi looked at the sight with a sad smile, his heart still aching. Jungkook was such a sweet and kind person, he didn’t deserve any of this.
“I’ll make some hot chocolate,” Yoongi mumbled and stood up from the couch. Namjoon watched him go, admirring the older who others rarely saw as the soft and caring soul he was. “It’s be fine,” he said softly, rubbing Jungkook’s back who was still sniffling a little.
Once Yoongi was back they pushed the couch and armchairs together back to back, drawing a blanket over it like a roof before throwing all their pillows and other blankets into the little cave their had just created. Yoongi disappeared for a minute only to come back with a bowl of popcorn and marshmallows, placing them down as well.
“There,” he said once they were finally settled, their spare mattress making it all the more comfortable. They were cuddled up together, sipping hot chocolate and eating their snacks while some animated movie was playing. No one was really paying much attention to it, too lost in their cuddle feast but it was fine like that, it was okay.
“It’ll be okay,” Yoongi said again softly, Namjoon humming in agreement. Jungkook who as lying between them nodded his head faintly, for the first time since that afternoon feeling the slightest bit at ease.
Tags: Dragon!Yoongi, Witch!Namjoon, Human!Seokjin, kind of Seokjin’s POV, Fluff
Status: complete [Part 2 of A Dragon’s Tale]
Summary: After a long time of contemplating Seokjin has finally decided what to bake for Yoongi and he really hopes he'll like his Special Marshmallows that he came up with just for him.
Pizza is also involved somehow.
Namjoon’s eyes widened and he tried to take a breath because he needed OXYGEN but he forgot he had a sip of his drink in his mouth so he half swallowed, half spit it out, making a stranged noise like a dying cat and Seokjin jumped in his seat across from him, a small shriek escaping.
“What the fuck, Namjoon?!” he snarked, making a face as he wiped the back of his hand on his pants, not appreciating that some stray drink/spit had landed on him.
Some people around them looked over wearily, not sure what was going on but quickly went back to their own business.
Namjoon was still in the middle of recovering from his near death experience, punching his chest a few times and gulping down air like he had been deprived of it for years. He stared at his phone with big eyes, taking in every inch of the picture that was displayed on the screen.
“Hello?” Seokjin asked a little annoyed after just watching the frozen male for almost a minute, snapping his fingers in front of his friend’s face as he didn’t get any sort of reaction, the younger remaining frozen for a few more moments before his gaze slowly wandered up to meet Seokjin’s who raised an eyebrow in question.
Namjoon looked at his phone again and almost melted, his heart feeling like it was about to explode and he honestly just wanted to scream but he manged to turn it into a strangled squeal.
Seokjin looked mildly concerned, maybe even a bit suspicious.
“Look at him!” Namjoon said and shoved his phone into the elder’s face who almost went cross-eyes because of that, only seeing something light for a moment before he could lean back, blinking a few times. Once he was able to actually see the picture and not just pixles he furrowed his eyebrows and glanced at his friend. “That’s Yoongi,” he said simply, Namjoon looking almost offended.
“Appreciate him!” he demanded and Seokjin looked back at the picture. ‘Finished my song. Can you pick up something to eat for me on your way back? :)’ was written underneath. He didn’t really know what to say but it wasn’t like the younger actually expected a response.
“He’s fucking adorable, you heathen! I’m going, my boyfriend needs me.”
The older needed a moment to comprehend his friend’s words, the latter already putting on his jacket. “Wait, what? He doesn’t need you he just asked if you can pick up something to-”
“He needs to eat! And I’m gonna cuddle him into the matress because he’s adorable and I want to snuggle him and feed him cookies and wrap him up in a blanket!” Namjoon declared, some other cusoumers of the cafe looking over again, a girl sending the guy across from her a very pointed look that made him shrink into himself.
“You’re really leaving?” Seokjin asked in disbeliev but Namjoon was already on his way out, thinking out loud whether he should feed his boyfriend waffels and chocolate, real food or if his undying love would be enough as well. Seokjin huffed and shook his head. “Unbelievable.”
