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acenolee · 11 months

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BTS Reaction To Hearing You Singing

Not a request but I've been thinking about writing something like this because I haven't been able to stop vibing to BTS's songs lately and someone walked in on me - 🤦🏽‍♀️

Seokjin

“Do you want to listen to music?” Seokjin asked as he passed you the cutting board, a knife, and some salt. “I have a playlist on my phone.”

The two of you had decided to go all out on cooking dinner tonight - for no particular reason - and Seokjin was starting to feel exhausted from the sheer amount of topics you could bring up in just under thirty minutes or so.

So now he was suggesting music in a hopes that it would get you to focus more on cooking rather than striking up a thousand different conversations.

You shook your head. “Not really.” But then you paused and glanced at your boyfriend, whose face was inscrutable. “Well if you really want to it’s fine.”

He shrugged indifferently. "Let's just focus on dinner."

Nodding, you brandished the carrots and set them on the cutting board, beginning to slice them up into 2-3 pieces. A relaxing silence fell over the both of you as you concentrated. However Seokjin's mind had wandered to his career as he watched you cut up the carrots, and he found himself subconsciously humming along to a few of his songs before he finally couldn't bear the silence any longer.

"How about I sing?" Jin eventually suggested.

You nearly dropped the knife in shock, jerking your head towards Seokjin whose eyes had taken a somewhat distant - almost wistful - look to them. You'd asked him to sing for you many times before, but he usually rejected it in fear of overusing his voice. But now that he was the one suggesting it, you couldn't hide your excitement.

"Really?"

"Really."

Seokjin smiled when you nodded eagerly and started to sing Life Goes On. "오늘도 비가 내릴 것 같아, 흠뻑 젖어버렸네, 아직도 멈추질 않아~"

Jin's enchanting voice floated through the kitchen and you closed your eyes briefly, taking a few minutes to appreciate his lovely vocals. And then you also joined in, singing along quietly. You'd never sung in front of him before - you were far to shy to do that - but when Seokjin sung it was like there was some irresistible instinct to join in as well.

"끝이 보이지 않아, 출구가 있긴 할까?" You hummed quietly, and Seokjin paused upon hearing you sing a few more verses with him, surprised at just how gorgeous your singing voice sounded. "발이 떼지질 않아, 않아, oh."

You looked at him in surprise upon realizing that he stopped singing and was watching you. "Why'd you stop?"

A huge grin spread across his face. "You didn't tell me that you could sing jagi. You sounded so beautiful."

Blushing, you turned your head away. "It was nothing."

"It was certainly something." Seokjin insisted, putting his elbow on the counter and tipping his head towards you. "You sounded like an angel~"

"Jinnie~" You whined. "Stop it, you know compliments make me shy."

"But it's true!" He said, coming over to kiss your head and brush the hair from your eyes. "A princess like you only deserves to hear the truth."

Giggling shyly, you shook your head and mumbled thank you. Seokjin was beaming - either because he enjoyed seeing you so flustered or because he was still gushing over your voice, you couldn't tell.

After a while, when you two had returned to cooking, Seokjin asked, "Why haven't you sung for me before?"

"I was too nervous." You answered.

"Aww you're just the cutest thing aren't you!" He poked your cheeks with the most affection smile ever, causing you to redden.

"You have to sing for me more often." He declared. "I need to hear your voice more often - it's like a serotonin boost."

"I don't know..."

He grabbed your hands and tugged you closer, pouting a bit. "Please jagi?"

You hesitated before nodding. "Alright."

Seokjin broke into the cutest smile ever and did a little celebratory dance. "We can sing DNA together - how does that sound?"

"Good." You said, but then he added with a playful - but mischievous smirk,

"You're doing the majority of the verses," Before you could protest, he brought his finger to your lips. "And I'm getting a video of you."

"Hey-"

Seokjin was already reaching for his phone. "C'mon you said you'd do it. How am I going to pass up on such an opportunity to hear you, beautiful?"

Yoongi

"Trust me jagi, you're going to do just fine." Yoongi reassured you, noticing just how nervous you'd become.

He'd finally convinced you too rap some of his lines in Daechwita. Yes, they were difficult but he knew that you were more than capable of rapping to his level - he'd come home on several occasions to overhearing you rap to either his songs or another artist's.

He didn't let it show but he was very excited that you'd agreed - he could hardly sit still in his chair. He'd wanted to ask you to rap for him much sooner but knowing just how shy you could be, he'd waited until you were more comfortable around him.

"Are you sure?" You asked nervously, biting your nails. Yoongi quickly grabbed your hand and pulled it away from your face so you would stop biting and nodded. "I'm sure princess, you can do it. Here, I'll even turn around if it helps. And I'll give you all the time you need."

"Okay."

Doing as he'd promised, Yoongi turned around and waited for you to begin rapping. Glancing up from the sheet he'd given you, you studied the back of his chair for a couple of seconds to make sure he wasn't peeking.

"대취타 대취타 자 울려라 대취타, 대취타 대취타 자 울려라 대취타, 대취타 대취타 자 울려라 대취타." You rapped the first couple of verses. Although Yoongi felt like he was going to explode with excitement upon hearing your voice, he remained silent. "대취타 대취타 자 울려라 대취타, 빛이 나 빛이 나 내 왕관이 빛이 나, 잊지 마 잊지 마 지난 날을 잊지 마."

He hummed along quietly and pulled out his phone to record you. Of course he wouldn't tell you but he was definitely going to send this to Bangtan. He would keep it on repeat when you weren't in the house with him and would listen to it on tour whenever he was missing you or felt anxious.

As you continued rapping, you began to feel more and more confident, and as you entered the last few verses, you could practically feel Yoongi's pride floating around the studio. "I'm a king, I'm a boss, 다 알잖아 내 이름, 입만 산 새끼들, 당장 놈의 목을 쳐."

"대취타 대취타 자 울려라 대취타." You finished with a small pant and looked up as you heard some shuffling. Yoongi stopped recording and spun around, his eyes glowing with pride. “Was it okay?”

“It was wonderful jagi.” Yoongi said, his adorable gummy smile on full display. “You’ve gotten do this for me more often.”

You nodded sheepishly. “Okay.”

Yoongi brightened and beckoned you over. When you complied, he pulled you into his lap and smiled at you, ruffling your hair a bit and chuckling. The two of you didn’t need words to communicate - it was already clear what was being said.

“Will you do a duet with me?” He suddenly asked, surprising you.

“W-with you?” You stammered, and Yoongi nodded in confirmation. “I-I don’t know…”

Yoongi pouted. “Pleaseee?” He drawled out.

Yoongi wasn’t really one to beg, but he so wanted to do a rap duet with you that he was willing to do just about anything.

“Okay fine.” You eventually agreed, much to your boyfriend’s excitement.

The next few hours were spent with Yoongi getting you more comfortable singing and rapping around him. And when you finally didn’t feel shy anymore and you’d practiced with him, he was all up in your face getting lots of videos of you rapping, much to your horror.

“Don’t hide from the camera jagi~”

“You never told me you were going to record me!”

Yoongi sighed and shook his head.“Tsk, you really should’ve anticipated this baby.”

Hoseok

“아 지금 바로 딱 갈게요, 제발 집엔 보내지 마세요~”

Hoseok practically leaped out of bed upon hearing your voice float in from the living room. He was both shocked and delighted as he scrambled to a halt in the hallway that led to the living room, slapping a hand over his mouth with a wide smile sprewding across his face as your voice rang clearly throughout the apartment.

You were busy doing some spring cleaning, subconsciously singing Run BTS as you worked. As you turned around to reach for another rag, you trailed off in surprise upon seeing Hobi standing in the hallway watching you with the biggest smile you’d ever seen.

He looked so cute like that; and you fought the urge to run over and start to tease him about it.

“Hi Hobi.” You said, letting the rag drop to the ground. “What’s up?”

Hobi stared for a couple more seconds before he finally looked down, seeming suddenly very shy.

“I’ve never heard you sing before.” Hobi replied quietly, looking up to meet your gaze with sparkling eyes. “You should’ve told me what a pretty voice you have. And you were signing one of our songs-you sounded amazing jagi.”

You smiled and walked over, wrapping him in a hug as he opened his arms and buried your face into the crook of his neck. Partly to hide your own embarrassment but also because he just looked so damn adorable - it was hard not to want to hug him and smother him in kisses.

“Thanks baby~”

The two of you stood in the living room for a while, wrapped up in each others arms and just taking a moment to appreciate each other. Hobi closed his eyes, and ran his fingers through your hair, thinking about taking a video of you singing to send to Bangtan so he could brag to them about his baby being able to sing.

“Will you continue?” Hobi eventually asked, desperate to hear more of your angelic voice. When you said maybe later because you wanted to finish up cleaning, he practically got on the floor and pleaded with you, promising to sing with you. “Please please Y/N? Your voice is so beautiful I want to hear more of it!”

You giggled as he pressed a kiss to your forehead and proceeded to start offering up a list of more things he’d do in order to get you to sing for him. “Okay okay! Calm down love, you don’t need to do anything but just let me sing and finish cleaning, hmm?”

And Hobi’s entire face lit up and he eagerly nodded. “Yes yes, whatever you want.”

Laughing, you then picked up the rag you dropped and asked Hobi for a beat, and then began to sing. The entire time Hobi’s was a ball of joy, squealing with joy whenever you covered his lines and clapping frantically and showering you with compliments at the end of each song. And you better believe he got the video of you and sent it straight to Bangtan, taking every opportunity to prove to the members how amazing your vocal skills were.

Namjoon

“Jooniee.” You whined, wrapping your arms around the stubborn Namjoon who wouldn’t budge from his chair and tried to physically hoist him him out of the seat to no avail. “C’mon take a break - you’re going to overwork yourself.”

Namjoon let out an exasperated breath and pushed you away lightly, trying to concentrate on what he’d been working on. Although he wouldn’t admit it, he found your whining to be very adorable and incredibly infuriating - it tore at his heart to ignore your precious pleading.

“I’ll take a break in ten minutes.” He promised, taking his gaze off the computer screen for just a moment to look into your eyes.

“That’s what you’ve been saying for the past twenty.” You pouted, crossing your arms over your chest.

He sighed softly. “I know jagi but I have to work on this. It’s important. I’ll be in the living in just a few - alright? And then we can cuddle and do whatever you want.”

Dissatisfied, you turned and left his office without saying anything, the disappointment evident on your face. Namjoon felt incredibly guilty as he turned to work on the track, trying to push your pouty face from his mind.

But so god help him - it was nearly impossible.

“Aish, Y/N’s going to be the death of me.” Namjoon muttered to himself.

As the moments ticked by and Namjoon began more and more engrossed in his project, his stress rose and so did your longing for him. You paced the kitchen and made yourself a small breakfast sandwich that tasted bland.

And then an idea came to your mind as soon as you curled up in your bed to try and take a nap.

“Namjoon?” You called, darting into his studio with a brilliant smile on your face.

Namjoon turned and tried to hide his irritation. The stews was getting to him and he really didn’t need any distractions right now.

“What?”

You walked over and laced your fingers with his, much to his confusion, and pulled him out of the seat. He tried to pry your fingers loose but you were using so much strength that it was incredibly difficult.

“C’mon dance with me.” You giggled, spinning him round.

“Y/N-”

“손가락질 해!” You sang whilst doing a funny little dance. Namjoon’s eyes widened as he recognized his own song - Idol - and a smile broke out on his face. “I know you wanna sing too.” You teased, continuing to do your funny dance. Namjoon shook his head and smiled, content to just watch you. “나는 전혀 신경 쓰지 않네.”

And then you did the strangest - perhaps the most startling - dance he’d ever seen and sang in such a high pitch that your voice cracked.

”Wait stop!” He said, breaking into a huge belly laugh as you continued to do your dance around him and singing the lyrics to idol. “I-I can’t breathe Y/N!”

Chuckling, you replied, “Don’t wanna Joon~”

“지화자 좋다~”

Namjoon completely fell over and laughed until his face was red and his laughter almost fell silent. You were the funniest thing, really, and you always knew just how to get him to laugh. He was a complete mess, sprawled on the floor with tears clinging to his eyelashes and begging you to stop singing. It was utterly hilarious to him, what you were doing to get him to stop working.

As you entered the final chorus, he broke down into another fit of laughter, actually thinking that he was going to pass out from laughing so loud. When you stopped, he was too out of breath to say anything, and you were also feeling quite exhausted.

“You know.” You hummed, leaning down and placing your hands on his shoulders. “I could sing DNA or Blood Sweat & Tears.” His eyes widened and he shook his head, still trying to catch his breath. “If you won’t take a break then I will start singing again, cutie. It made you laugh so much and you seem so much happier so you must enjoy it~”

Namjoon flushed and he grabbed your hands, tears of mirth trickling down his face. “P-please don’t baby, I’ll take a break - I swear.”

You smirked and let him pull you into his arms, helping him calm down. “Good.” And then you pressed a kiss to his forehead. “You worked hard today, I’m so proud.”

He relaxed against you and let out a small exhale, nestling into your chest. “Thanks baby. For the compliment and for cheering me up.”

“Of course Joonie.”

After a while, Namjoon looked up at you and said, “I really need to hear you singing in a normal pitch though.”

You smiled. “We’ll see.”

Jimin

Jimin opened the door to the apartment he shared with you and sighed, exhausted after a day of intense dance practice to perfect some of the choreography he struggled with for Like Crazy. All he wanted to do was lie down, go to sleep, and cuddle with you.

After setting his bags down and taking off his shoes, Jimin was ready to go change into some comfy pajamas when suddenly the sound of your voice came in from the bathroom, making him pause to listen. It sounded like you were singing - to Like Crazy.

“Y/N?”

“Hi Jimin!” You called when you heard him. “I’ll be right out in second and we can talk about your day if your not to tired.”

“Okay.”

He didn’t mention overhearing you singing, hoping that you would start again, but much to his disappointment you remained silently, probably already flustered at having been caught singing.

Jimin, however, was determined to hear your voice again.

He quickly changed into plaid pajamas and made it sound like he’d left the room, but really he was hanging by the door in case you started to sing again. And sure enough, after a while you began to sing again.

“아침도 취해서 오지 않게. 시끄러운 음악 속에 희미해진 나.”

He was more than surprised to hear you singing, and be it that it’s his song, nonetheless. But accompanied by the surprise he felt pride and excitement.

When you came out of the bathroom after a few more minutes, you were surprised to see Jimin waiting for you, and paused in the doorway.

“Jiminie?”

“Hi jagi.” Jimin said, rushing over and wrapping you up in an embrace. He pressed a kiss to your head, surprising you.

“Hi Jimin.” You said, letting him pepper you with kisses before asking, “Everything okay?”

“Yep.” He reassured you, burying his head in your hair. “I just missed you.”

“You saw me just this morning baby.”

“I know but it’s felt like so long jagi.” Jimin pulled away and physically lifted you off the ground, carrying you to the bed. “Let’s go cuddle.”

“Aren’t you hungry though?” You asked as he set you down and put his head in your lap.

“Nope.”

“How was your day?”

You were still trying to figure out why Jimin was acting so clingy all the sudden. He was usually very shy when it came to cuddles or anything of the sort. You so rarely saw him like this unless he was sad, but he didn’t particularly seem to be the case here.

“Better now that I get to hang out with you~”

“Hmm.” You mused, pulling him closer. You waited awhile before beginning saying, “If anything-”

“Shh.” He hushed, pulling a finger to your lips and looking up at you with the cutest face ever. “Just let me cuddle with you, okay?”

You frowned but didn’t push any further. “If you say so.”

Jimin let his eyes close as you ran your fingers through his hair, letting the sensation lull him into a relaxed state. You massaged his legs, arms, and shoulders, feeling a bit better as he released the tension in his muscles.

Half asleep, he mumbled, “Were you singing earlier?”

Surprised, you glanced down at him to make sure he wasn’t sleep talking - you’d thought he’d already fallen asleep - and said, “Yeah. I was singing Like Crazy.”

Jimin made a little humming sound and smiled. “I heard you. You sounded so good jagi~”

“Aw thank you.” You said with a giggle, kissing his forehead.

Jimin yawned and snuggled against you. “Show me more about it in the morning?”

“Alright.”

“Night jagi, love you~”

“Love you too~”

Taehyung

“I just can’t get it jagi.” Taehyung said, letting out an exasperated sigh and slouching back in his chair. “I’m trying - I really am. I just can’t do it.”

And then he broke into tears.

Immediately you leapt out of your chair - dropping both your phone and the sheet music - and wrapped your arms around Taehyung, heart shattering upon seeing his tears.

“It’s okay sweetie.” You comforted him, rubbing circles into his back. “You’re trying, that’s all that matters. Do you want some water? Or a blanket?”

Taehyung shook his head, tugging you closer and falling into your embrace as he sobbed. “I-I just w-want you to s-stay here.”

“Of course Tae.” You said, running your fingers through his hair to soothe you. “I’m not going anyway.”

He never wanted you to see him like this, and he felt more than embarrassed upon breaking down in front of you.

After his sobbing continued for a while without pause, you began to worry. Knowing that Taehyung would be under a lot of stress due to the upcoming comeback, you’d made it your mission to try and keep everything in the house running smoothly and offer to do whatever he needed. Whether it be cuddles, some cheer up time, showering him in compliments, or running to the grocery store, you always tried your best to do whatever was asked of you.

But now you started to wonder if you hadn’t done nearly enough.

“Taehyung baby please talk to me.” You begged, tipping his head up so he would look at you. “I’m here for you. Whatever you’re feeling right now you’d don’t have go through alone.”

Taehyung turned his head away, sniffling. “I-It’s nothing jagi. I’m just tired.”

“Baby I can see it’s more than that. You can tell me anything.”

“I can’t hit this one note,” Taehyung explained tearfully, accepting the tissue you offered and blowing his nose. “I normally would be able to. It’s in my range so I don’t know why.”

“But Tae that’s not a reason to beat yourself up.” You told him, frowning. Taehyung didn’t seem convinced so you leaned forward and brushed the hair from his eyes, planting a kiss on his forehead. “Maybe your voice needs a rest.”

He shook his head. “We’re supposed to be shooting the scenes for the music video next week - and we can’t do that without a recording. Y/N I don’t want to be the reason why we fall behind schedule.” Taehyung’s lip began to tremble. “N-Namjoon hyung tried to help me but none of his tips were useful. You should’ve seen his face Y/N, he looked so disappointed. I’m going to drag everyone behind and slow down production.”

Tears streamed down his cheeks and he began crying again.

“Tae your health should be prioritized above all else.” You stated firmly, rubbing circles into his back and patting his knee. “If you need time to work on your vocals to make sure you can hit this note, then you should be given the time to be able to do that. You’re not dragging behind anyone, trust me, and if anyone gives you a hard time about it then they’ll have to go through me. Believe me when I say I can become Bang PD’s worst nightmare if he so much as asks why. And the same message is extended to Bangtan if they give you trouble about it.”

Taehyung looked up with a wobbly smile, wiping away some of his tears. “Thank you jagi, you always know what to say to make me feel better.”

“Of course.” You said, nuzzling into his chest. “I’d do anything for you.”

Taehyung rested his head on your shoulder and asked a little sheepishly. “Will you sing for me? It’ll make me feel ten times better.”

You looked in surprise. “Sing? This came out of nowhere.”

“I know but I’ve been meaning to ask you. I think I heard you singing along to Bixby one time and it made me so happy. Do it for me now?”

Taehyung peppered you in kisses and kept asking even after when you declined, stating that your singing voice wasn’t the best. He just wanted to hear it regardless.

You sighed and relented. “Alright alright. If it’ll make you feel better.” Taehyung beamed and nodded eagerly. “It will.”

With a small grunt, you began singing the chorus of Anpanman. “계속 돌려 돌려 나의 Anpan. Keep ballin', ballin', still 방탄.” You covered two more verses before stopping and looking down at Taehyung. “How was that?”

Taehyung immediately started to applaud, a smile stretching across his face and looking much happier. “You were great jagi! Why don’t we sing together?”

You raised your eyebrow. “Shouldn’t you rest your voice though…?”

Taehyung pouted. “Please jagi? I’ll be careful.”

“Fine.”

Taehyung beamed and asked, “Ready?” To which you replied, “Ready as I’ll ever be.”

And the two of you began from the beginning of Anpanman. You had to admit that it was much more fun than you’d anticipated. Even when your voice cracked and Taehyung giggled a bit, it was still worth it to see him smiling brightly at you.

“You were amazing jagi.” Taehyung said, wrapping his arms around your shoulders and burying his face in your neck. “Thanks for cheering me up.”

“Anytime, tiger.”

Jungkook

“Kookie!” You called as he pushed his way into the bedroom, running over and wrapping your arms and legs around him like a koala. Jungkook nearly fell over, caught off guard. He was used to your high energy levels but none of this sort. Wrapping his arms around your lower body so you wouldn’t fall, Jungkook asked, “What’s up?”

“Can you help me with something?”

Chuckling while ruffling your hair, Jungkook said, “Sure baby what is it?”

Excited, you hurried to explain, “I’m trying to learn the choreography for Fire and I’m struggling with a particular part, can you teach me?”

Jungkook raised his eyebrow, slightly impressed that you were trying to learn the choreography but not surprised, and nodded. With a squeal of excitement you untangled yourself from him and went to show him what you were struggling with.

“Ah,” Jungkook said once you showed him. “That’s a hard one. Here, let me show you.”

Soon your boyfriend was demonstrating the choreography, offering tips on how to execute it better once you tried to copy him.

It was no secret that Jungkook absolutely loved when you asked him for help trying to learn choreography - it was one of his favorite actives to do with you and served as a huge destresser knowing that he didn’t have to be 100% perfect in front of you.

“You’re doing great jagi~” Jungkook complimented when you danced to the pre-chorus, giggling when you beamed at him.

“Thanks.” You said, almost out of breath. “C’mon join me Kookie!”

Jungkook extended his hands and you took them, pulling you up from the bed and starting to dance with you.

“Jagi you’re like an overexcited child.” Jungkook chuckled.

You’d become distracted midway through the song and had started to dance around in a hilarious way, punching your fists into the air and hopping up and down.

You laughed with him. “Can’t help it Kookie!” And then you proceeded to yell out some gibberish, making Jungkook laugh even harder.

After getting you to focus on the Fire choreography again, you and Jungkook finished and practically fell into each others arms.

“Good job jagi.” Jungkook gave you his bunny smile and you giggled in response, leaning into him as he steadied you.

“Thanks bun.” You murmured.

Noticing how tired you were, Jungkook picked you up and set you down on the bed, and you crawled over to him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and burying your head in his chest.

Jungkook was going to snuggle for longer, ready to just relax and let you pamper him, but then something occurred to him.

“Wait jagi, are you going to put on one of your funny shows tonight?”

“Oh yeah.” You piped up, suddenly becoming reenergized. “I’ve been preparing for the acappella version! And they’re not funny - they’re the most serious thing ever!”

Jungkook laughed. “You’re the most unserious person I’ve ever met, jagi.”

“Heyyy.” You whined, playfully swatting at his hands and initiating a mock play fight with him. “That’s not true!”

“It is too!” Jungkook insisted, letting you pin him to the bed before wrapping his arms around your torso and gently tickling you until you let go. “And what’s all this about acappella I hear, hmm?”

“I’m going to sing for you!”

“Is that right?”

“Mhm!”

“Well now you’ve really got my attention.”

Jungkook was more than curious to hear your singing voice. You always had some trick up your sleeve - some cheeky prank or a hidden talent, typically the latter. And he had not a doubt in his mind that you would be a wonderful singer.

“Baby, baby.” He said, excited, lifting you into his lap and placing his hands on your torso.

“Hm?”

“Will you give me a preview? I want to hear you sing.”

“How could I say no?” You were literally beaming at the simple request, and Jungkook’s heart fluttered at just how cute you were. “Ready? One, two, three. 다 만신창이로 취했어, 취했어. 막 욕해 길에서, 길에서.”

Jungkook almost shoved you off his lap upon hearing your voice and immediately joined in, bunny smile on full display. “나 맛이 갔지, 미친놈 같지. 다 엉망진창 livin' like 삐이.”

The two of you continued to sing together for almost the entire night. Jungkook even convinced you to record of video of you two singing. By the time you two were finished, it was almost past night and the both of you were properly worn out.

“You should’ve told me you could sing.” Jungkook eventually said, lifting your chin so you would look at him. “You sounded so beautiful. I would’ve joined your little performances in a heartbeat.”

“I was just waiting for the right time,” You murmured sleepily into his ear. “And I was a little nervous as well.”

“Aww jagi,” Jungkook cooed, engulfing you in an embrace and pressing a couple of kisses to your head. “You don’t ever have to be shy about anything around me, okay?”

You nodded sheepishly. “Okay Kookie.”

“Good.” Kook pressed another kiss to your forehead and pulled you close. You closed your eyes and soon fell asleep in his arms. “Good night princess~”

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acenolee · 11 months

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Request: Can you write one with ot7!BTS × reader, where they are having an argument and the boys all pick at the reader's insecurities and the reader is hurt with happy ending?

A/N: I screwed up trying to figure out how to respond to this with the results still able to be visible, sorry! But anyways I’m glad you enjoyed my previous post and I had a lot of fun writing this one. I’m not exactly sure if I correctly portrayed the events like you wanted but I hope you like it!!

Pairing: OT7 x Reader (Gender Neutral)

It wasn’t how you expected to end the day, but somehow you’d ended up crawling on the floor to try and plug in the cord for the camera charger so the boy’s could review the finished product of a performance video for their new title track. You’d thought it’d be easy when they asked, but the task was proving to be more difficult as their instructions were becoming sloppy from all the fatigue.

“Which one do you want me to pull?”

“The black one.”

You closed your eyes and stifled a sigh of irritation. “They’re all black, Yoongi. You have to be specific.”

The exhaustion was clear in his voice as he called back, “It has a silver insignia on it with the HYBE logo.”

“How hard can it be to pull out one measly cord?” You heard Jungkook mutter, and felt a stab of frustration - along with a drop of embarrassment - course through your body.

For their sake, you didn’t push it.

As you carefully inspected each of the cords knotted tightly together, you found that nearly all of them had the HYBE logo in big, bold letters carved into their surface. Sighing inwardly, you reached into your pocket to grab your phone, flipping on the flashlight in case there was something your eyes couldn’t pick up in the darkness.

But you were only greeted with the same identical, impossibly tangled wires.

“They all look the same, Yoongi.” You called, already imagining the exasperated expression on the rapper’s face.

This time, however, it was Jin who responded. “No they don’t Y/N. Stop being difficult and just pull out one of the dam cords.”

You felt your patience thinning.

“Pull out the one at the top.” came Yoongi’s voice. “It’s not connected to anything important.”

“Shouldn’t be too hard.” Jimin added. “It’s the one closest to our desk.”

You faltered. The was a cord that was closer to the desk but farther down than the one that was higher than it. Both Yoongi, Jin, and Jimin had said things that contradicted one another - how on earth were you to choose which one to listen to?

"Hurry."

"It's just the one near the monitor."

"We're on a time crunch here."

"Be more specific!" You hissed, your words coming out harsher than intended.

"For crying out loud!" Taehyung exclaimed, and the shuffling of shoes echoed through the room as he got up and startled you by suddenly getting on the floor and ripping the cable from your hands. "The cord near the monitor! Do we have to walk you through this entire process? Should we give you some candy to if you ever manage to pull out the cord? It's like walking a child through tying their shoelaces step by step!"

Some of the boys laughed and you felt embarrassed. You knew that they were all tired and probably weren't thinking everything through thoroughly. Still, the dig hurt and clawed at some of your insecurities.

Taehyung held the cable up to your face. "Look Y/N. You see this here?" He made an overexaggerated gesture to the cable, whilst you bit your lip and watched quietly, cheeks flushing and heart thumping. "'And this wire over here? I'm just going to - and look at that! Plugged in just a few seconds! Amazing right?"

Without waiting for your response, Taehyung crawled out from under the table. Eventually, you followed him out to be met with a couple of irritated glares from the others. You looked down at your shoes, a mixture of embarrassment, shame, and frustrated warring through your body, and excused yourself, hurriedly walking towards the door.

"Seriously, if hyung could do it then why couldn't Y/N?" You heard Jungkook mumble before you'd fully left, and Namjoon or Hobi replying with another nasty remark about your "incompetence".

And that was your last straw.

Shoving the door open forcefully and whirling around to face the startled members, you snapped bitterly, "It's not my fault that some of you can't come to an agreement about the location of a plug. They all look the same and were tangled - I'd like to see you try when the instructions are half-backed and coming from a bunch of unpleasant people."

Some startled gasps came from staff nearby, whilst the members expression's morphed into pure anger and shock.

"Who are you calling unpleasant?" Namjoon snapped in defense of his members, the anger in his eyes so evident as he leaped up from the couch that you took a frightened step back. "It was a less than a pleasant experience with you here."

"And I could say the same for you." You huffed, trying to mask how much his words hurt.

Namjoon's face twisted into a scowl, and Seokjin put a hand on his shoulder as though restraining him, the two sharing a brief look that you couldn't decipher.

“Look, Y/N,” said Jin tiredly, his tone indicating that he wanted this argument over. “We’re tired, your tired, we get that it would’ve been easier if the instructions were a bit clearer, but we’re just-”

“You’re just what?” You demanded before you could stop yourself. “Looking for an excuse for dragging me here and just using me for the crap your to tired to do?”

And then Namjoon shrugged Jin off and started berating you, the rest of the members soon jumping on the bandwagon of criticism. Soon both parties were shouting angry insults at one another, striking nerves and wedging an even deeper wound than it initially was. By the time the staff decided to separate you and the boys, you and Namjoon had been reduced to tears after a screaming match and some of the boys had extremely hoarse voices.

As you packed your keys and threw your belongings into the car, it suddenly became very clear that this incident wasn’t going to be cleared up anytime soon.

The next few weeks were rough.

Neither you nor the rest of the boys wanted to talk about what had happened before, and the anger simmering just underneath the surface was evident. A simple collision was enough to incite anger, and you found yourself getting into various mini arguments with the boys.

To make matters worse, you had no choice but to stay with them, as your parents were away and you didn’t have enough money to rent a hotel. Even with the tension between the two groups, the boys wouldn’t stoop as low as to make you homeless. But still, the next weeks were utter hell.

“Do you want me to give you instructions for that too?” Jin said bitterly when you struggled to cook dinner and got in the way of his own cooking.

“Oh just shut up.” You snapped.

When you went up to your room you bumped into Namjoon, who was more than happy to snap some remarks.

“Watch where you’re going,” he practically snarled. “In addition to being unable to understand simple directions, are you incapable of seeing as well?”

The two of you ended up in a screaming match, and come morning you’d gotten into a heated argument over waking up Yoongi after he’d fallen asleep in the living room.

Hoseok exchanged small pleasantries with you, but that was about as far as you too went in the light of this new tension. Both Taehyung and Jungkook were happy to avoid you, but you did have your mini scrapes with the maknaes occasionally, and Jimin ignored you entirely.

By the end of the second week, you found yourself hurt more than you thought possible and crying into your pillow as soon as you were in the privacy of the guest room. You’d been excluded from social outings like going to restaurants, hanging out at the park, binge watching series and going to parties, something that you’d all planned to do together before the argument.

You finally snapped one night, the three weeks worth of hurt coming out in an flow. The boys were more than startled, perhaps from the sheer harshness of your tone or the abrasive language you were using, either way, you didn’t care. You weren’t even aware of what you were saying - heck, you didn’t even remember how the night ended or how you’d gotten to your bed, you just remembered breaking down into tears later, your voice raw from screaming, your body physically exhausted, and heart aching.

A Week Later

It was so cold.

You lay on the ground, shivering and curled up in a ball, watching a video of your dog playing with your siblings. It was the only comfort, the only thing that could take your mind off of the fact that your friendship with Bangtan was probably over.

You were considering rooming with a friend in their collage dorm when a knock came to your door.

“Y/N?”

“Go away!” You shouted, voice trembling as you were haunted by guilt and hurt.

“Y/N!” Taehyung called from the other end of the door. “Please just let us in. We want to talk.”

“Find someone else to be your punching bag,” you snarled. “I’m not in the mood for it.”

“Y/N please-”

You closed your eyes and tuned them out.

It was just too much work to get into another argument.

You didn’t know how much time had passed, only that you were still on the floor when you heard the sound of someone wiggling the doorknob and then - pop! - it was open.

Footsteps echoed in the room and you heard a voice calling your name.

“Y/N? Are you okay?”

“It’s so cold in here…”

You rolled over and were met with the concerned looks of the boys. Groaning inwardly, you mumbled,

“Just leave me alone.”

“Y/N don’t push us away.” Hoseok pressed, and you opened your eyes when you felt a hand on your shoulder. “God - you’re shivering.”

He grabbed your arm gently and turned you around so you would face him, rubbing your arms in an attempt to warm you up.

“Just leave me alone.”

“Please will you talk to us?” Jungkook pleaded, holding your shoulders gently.

“Y/N.” Jimin murmured, trying to drape a blanket over your shoulders. “Have you eaten? Your so cold.”

“I’m fine!” You hissed, shoving them away.

“Y/N please I don’t want to fight anymore.”

This time you actually did pause - the person speaking sounded close to tears. When you glanced over Hobi’s shoulder, you saw that Namjoon really did look like he was about to cry.

Surprise rippled through you. “Joon-”

And then the two of you burst into tears.

“I’m sorry!” You gasped, clenching Hobi’s shirt as he two started to tear up and rubbed circles into your back. “I was so mean and I said such awful things! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean any of it-” You were just blabbering things at this point, overwhelmed with emotion. It took away your physical strength and left you weak. “You guys work so hard and you were probably just tired-”

“Shh.” Jungkook had started to run his fingers through your hair. “It’s okay. Of course we know you didn’t mean anything.”

“We’re sorry as well.” Yoongi added, he extended his palm and you held it as Jin lowered himself to the ground and started wiping away your tears. “We took the argument too far and we’re sorry for exploiting your insecurities.”

Jin lowered himself to the ground and brushed the hair out of your face so he could look into your eyes. “I’m sorry Y/N. I can’t take back what I said but I hope you know how sorry I am. I’lll make you what ever you want after okay?”

Sniffling, you said, “O-okay.” And he smiled softly, reaching up to wipe away you tears.

You only cried harder as Jimin and Taehyung soon joined the huddle, cuddling you and whispering tearful apologies.

“I’m sorry.” Jimin apologized. “I-I really don’t know what else to say but how sorry I am and how much I regret what I said.”

“It’s okay.”

“But it’s not.”

You beckoned him closer and he slipped his arms around you. “Let’s just put this behind us, yea?”

Jimin nodded. “Okay.”

Namjoon still hadn’t moved and was just watching you and Bangtan, tears in his eyes.

“It’s okay,” Hobi said into your ear, noticing where your gaze had flitted to. “He’ll come around soon - he’s felt really guilty.” This time you couldn’t stop the onslaught of tears and started to break down again. “Don’t cry, don’t cry. You’re okay, you’re okay.”

“H-Hobi,” You choked out, leaning into his chest as another way of crushing emotions overwhelmed you. “I-” You worrried that you might hurt him asyou grabbed his shoulders, but if he felt any pain, he didn’t react. “I-I’m so-don’t go-”

“It’s okay,” Hobi repeated, patting you on the back. “Just breathe Y/N, I’m not going anywhere.”

You closed your eyes, the last of your strength ebbing away. Jungkook’s strong arms wrapped around you to support you. Jin passed you some tissues and Yoongi switched places with Hoseok in an attempt to calm you down. You’d known Yoongi since middle school and although the rapper was often seen as a cold person, he really was more on the calm side. Something about his gentle nature never failed to soothe you, and it worked now as well.

After a while, you sniffled and looked around for Namjoon. He still hadn’t moved but his tears had dried.

“Joon?” You whispered, and his jaw clenched. “I’m sorry, please don’t-”

You couldn’t continue due to the sudden onslaught of tears as Namjoon rushed over, pulling you from Yoongi’s arms and wrapped you up in the tightest embrace you’d ever felt. He buried his face in your shoulders.

“Oh my god,” he kept repeating. “I’m sorry - oh god I’m so sorry.”

“Me to.” You sniffled. “I’m sorry.”

“Shhh. You have nothing to he sorry for.”

You felt a blanket being draped over your shoulders and a hand ruffling your hair.

Taehyung.

He squeezed your hand, tears clinging to his eyelashes and said, “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry Y/N. Please forgive me?”

“I already have.” You whispered. The rest of the boys had circled you, Namjoon, and Taehyung and had begun snuggling. They handed you tissues and said they would bring you food later, they just wanted you to warm up right now and settle down, they were concerned by how much crying seemed to take out of you.

After you’d all moved to the couch and you’d managed to calm down, you looked at them and said. “I don’t ever want to fight again - I missed you all so much.”

“We missed you too.” Namjoon replied, rubbing your head. “From now on let’s try to settle arguments in a more…reasonable manner. Yes?”

You and the boys quickly agreed, and you all fell asleep like that - you in the middle and the others cuddling you.

I hope this was okay, I might go back and edit some because I’ve been writing this on a plane. Once again I apologize for any cringe and feedback is always welcomed.

#ot7 x reader #bangtan x reader #bts fanfic #bts x you #bts x y/n #bts x reader #kpop fanfic #kpop fluff #bts fic #namjoon x reader #seokjin x reader #hobi x reader #jimin x reader #taehyung x reader #jungkook x reader #yoongi x reader

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acenolee · 11 months

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BTS Reaction To You Getting Flustered

I’m not sure how well the writing is going to be in this post, I’m really writing this at 1 AM so I’m a little out of it. Anyways I just thought about this after watching a video of BTS being hilarious on interviews, so I said why not?

Some of these are going to be very long so I hope you don’t mind. And I really apologize for any cringy writing.

Seokjin

“Seokjin!” You squeaked as he pressed a kiss to your forehead and wrapped you up in his arms, practically carrying you to the couch so you two could snuggle.

You, becoming immensely shy, started to pull away, unable to meet his gaze, but he grabbed your hand to prevent you from leaving.

“Aish, where are you trying to go Y/N?” Seokjin pouted, suddenly doing an aegyo that made your cheeks redden. When you pulled away again Seokjin whined in a playful voice, “Jagi stop pulling away from me. Talk to me baby - I know you’re gushing over just how handsome I am so how are you supposed to see me if you’re looking away?”

“D-dinner, Jin.” You managed to choke out. “Dinner.”

“Yes what about it?”

Finally you managed to wriggle free and hurried to the kitchen, busying yourself with finishing the remaining uncooked food. Jin’s gaze burned at the back of your neck, but you didn’t dare look at him.

“It’ll be ready in a second.”

“Baby…” Jin trailed off, hurt clear in his voice when you didn’t respond to his call. All he’d wanted to do was make you smile but it seemed as though he’d only made you mad.

It was only when you turned to grab some celery off the counter that he noticed how shy you’d become. Then it dawned on him.

Jin leaped up and hurried over. Startled, you whirled around about to reiterate what you’d said before, but he was already cupping your face and gently rubbing your cheek with his thumb whilst a soft smile spread across his face, complimenting his already godly facial features.

You were a mess. You were a red tomato and too shy to look him in the eyes - or to even open your mouth and utter a single word, for the matter. Seokjin tried to get you to look at him, but that was too much for you to handle. “I-I have to make dinner,” You stammered, trying to find a way to excuse yourself. But Seokjin wasn’t having any of it.

“Y/N, look at me.” He said gently, and finally you lifted your chin to meet his imploring gaze, only becoming redder. “Baby you don’t have to be shy around me, hm?”

You nodded timidly. “I-I know but I can’t help it. I’m sorry.”

“Nonsense.” Seokjin immediately replied. “You don’t need to apologize.”

He didn’t ever want you to feel so shy around him that you felt like you couldn’t speak. He just wanted to cuddle and pamper you.

After a moment you let Seokjin guide you back to the couch and onto his lap, dinner forgotten, and began cuddling. Seokjin ran his fingers through your hair and you let your head rest against his chest briefly, closing your eyes and allowing a peace to wash over you. The two of you laid like this for a while, you finally calm and Seokjin beaming because he could cuddle you.

But then you felt a warm breath against your ear and Seokjin whispering mischievously,

“You’re lucky you’re so cute baby; I only stopped because tonight I’m going to tease you so much that you won’t even remember your own name.”

And then the whole process of you trying to run away started all over again.

Agh, that boy is going to drive you crazy.

Yoongi

“Here,” you said a little a little nervously, leaving the sticky notes that were filled with the lyrics you’d written. Yoongi had wanted to test your music making skills, so he’d practically begged you to write a song for him and you’d finally agreed, much to your own doubts. “I’m not sure if it’s good or not.”

“I’m sure its amazing, Y/N.” Yoongi said almost instantaneously, immediately reaching over to flip through the sticky notes and beckoning for you to sit in the chair opposite of him. As you took a seat and reached for you phone, already stressing about how awful the lyrics you’d written were going to be, Yoongi suddenly whirled around and stared at you with wide eyes.

“W-what is it?” You said, looking back at him and then to the sticky notes.

“Y/N,” he said, “these are wonderful.” And then he was all over you, patting your head and showing his iconic gummy smile, showering you in countless compliments. “What other hidden talents do you have?”

You blushed and pulled away, hiding your face from his view. Yoongi paused, confused by your reaction and also a little annoyed. Didn’t you want your work to be praised?

“It’s nothing.” You mumbled. “I’m sure they’re pretty bland compared to yours.”

For a couple of moments, Yoongi didn’t say anything. He was just silent, and you began to worry that you’d upset him somehow. But you were still so flustered from all of his compliments that you didn’t have the courage to look up to see his reaction.

“Jagi,” Yoongi finally said, bending down. He tilted his head so he could look into your eyes, but you quickly turned around, covering your face with your palm. And suddenly your reaction made so much sense to him. He wouldn’t admit it, but he found your shyness to be so cute and wasted no time on teasing you about it. “Aww, don’t be so shy. Your so cute like this, I didn’t know anyone’s face could turn so red.”

At that you cringed inwardly and buried your face into your palms. At this point it would be better to melt into a puddle, you concluded.

“Don’t hide cutie, I promise I won’t poke fun to badly~”

As Yoongi peelef your hands away from your face, he felt pride surge through him and vowed to show the rest of the boys your work later. He gently rubbed circles into your back to calm you. He didn’t want you to feel shy, but he loved how flustered you’d become. I mean - your entire face was burning up and you couldn’t even utter a single word.

After Yoongi helped you calm down, he mused, “You know, I might need you to write some more songs for me”

You giggled, still a bit flustered from his earlier comments. “I don’t know, if your just going to tease me about it then I don’t see the point.”

“The point is to get that adorable little flustered face of yours, that’s the point cutie.”

“Stop it!”

“Stop what?” Yoongi leaned forward and gave you his gummy smile, making you dissolve into flustered giggles.

“Aww, look at my baby getting so shy again, how adorable~”

Hoseok

“Are you alright, jagi?” Hoseok asked, immediately picking up on your foul mood as you came home from work.

You sighed tiredly, rubbing your temples as you took off your shoes and hung your coat up in the closest. You didn’t reply as you walked over to the living room and threw yourself onto the couch, closing your eyes.

Hoseok hurried to finish washing the dishes and then came to join you on the couch. He wanted to cuddle you and hold your hand to soothe you, but you rejected all of his affection, far too worked up and restless. So instead Hoseok settled for slinging one of his arms around you shoulders.

“Bad day?” He asked.

“Sorta.” You replied tightly.

“Do I need to go yell at anyone?”

“No, it’s okay.”

At your exasperation, Hoseok backed off a little, opting to turn on the TV and go grab some snacks and a blanket for the two of you to share.

When he returned, he draped the blanket over you and set the snacks down on the coffee table. He hoped that some food would and a warm blanket help you feel better, coupled with his cuddles.

As the movie dragged on late into the night, the two of you wolfing down the snacks within a few minutes, you found yourself calming down and feeling guilty about being so short-tempered with Hoseok. Looking over, you saw that Hoseok had his arms folded in his lap and head drooping to the side, eyes closed and breath gentle.

You watched him for awhile. The temptation to cuddle him was starting to overwhelm you, but you hesitated, not wanting to disturb his sleep as you knew it was something that Hoseok rarely got enough of. After a while, you finally surrendered to your own temptations and slowly inched closer until you could lean your head against his chest and wrap your hands around his shoulders. Sighing gently, you closed your eyes and listened to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

After a few moments, Hosoek suddenly wrapped his arm around you and patted your head. You looked up to see a huge grin spreading across his face.

“You are so cute jagi.” He cooed, and you blushed. “I didn’t know I was your personal stress ball.”

Flustered, you pulled back and said quite shyly, “Sorry Hobi, I couldn’t help it.”

He smiled at you. “I know you can’t resist this beautiful face, sweetie.” At your sudden flushed state, he chuckled and teased, “Aww, is someone getting shy? I didn’t know you were part tomato.”

“Oh be quiet!” You looked away, a smile rising to your cheeks.

“Just look at this beautiful smile!” Hoseok exclaimed, poking your cheeks. “My, baby you are so precious!”

At his continued teasing, you pulled away and pouted, “I just wanted to snuggle you. Why are you being so mean all the sudden?”

“And snuggle me you shall!” Hoseok declared, pulling you back into him.

As Hoseok pulled you into his arms, you let out a giggle as he continued to poke fun at you and shower you with praise. The night ended with him teasing you and trying to get your tomato face on camera so he could send it to the rest of Bangtan.

Man, did he adore the hell out of you.

Namjoon

“Y/N?” Namjoon called softly as he stepped into the apartment. He knew you liked to work well into the night, and sometimes loud noises startled you if you were to engrossed with your thoughts.

Hearing him call your name, you quickly responded from the next room over, completely forgetting about your sketchbook sprawled on your desk and flipped open to the page you’d just spent hours working on. When Namjoon walked into the room, you were already on your feet and throwing your arms around his shoulders.

“Aww jagi did you miss me?” Namjoon cooed, welcoming the embrace. You blushed and buried your face in his chest to hide yourself, just wanting to be near him as exhaustion finally settled over you. Unfortunately for you, Namjoon had spotted your sketchbook and asked, “What’s that?”

“Hm?” In your sleepy state, you were a bit slow to realize that Namjoon had inched towards the desk to take a peek at your sketchbook. It was only when he said, “Oh wow jagi, did you draw this? It’s so beautiful baby, just like you. You never told me you were such an amazing artist.”

And suddenly you were wide awake. Namjoon’s compliment had you red as a tomato. Flustered, you immediately pried it away from his hands and flipped the sketchbook closed, tossing it carelessly away whilst stammering, “I-It’s nothing Joon. Just forget you even-I mean, uh, can we just talk about something…you know I got these new shoes today?”

Namjoon stared back at you, shocked by your reaction. You had turned around and were trying to look very busy inspecting your shoes, your eyes landing everywhere but on him. Stepping around you, he went to ask if you were quite alright, wondering if he’d accidentally stumbled upon something that was near and dear to you, but then he noticed how red your face was and that you were trying your hardest to ignore him. Oh how adorable you were, Namjoon couldn’t help but giggle at your reaction.

“Is my little sunflower getting shy?” Namjoon teased lightly, crushing you in a hug, chuckling at your squeals of embarrassment. “Your work is so beautiful, why don’t you show it off more often?”

When you were so flustered that you couldn’t respond with an intelligent response and hid your face in your hands, Namjoon lightly grabbed your hands and pulled them away from your face, titling your chin up until you had to look at him.

“Don’t hide from me, jagi~” He hummed, reaching for your sketchbook.

“Namjoon don’t-”

“Don’t what? I want to see what else you’ve drawn.” Ignoring your squeaks of protest, he started to flip through all of your most recent sketches, meanwhile you were reddening every time he made a compliment or opened up to a new page. “I’ve never seen you so flustered before. Your just so adorable I might use this as an advantage to see that cute smile of yours every now and then”

“Stop it! You’re so mean!”

“You’re just so cute I can’t help it~”

And indeed did Namjoon exploit this little discovery. He thought it was adorable how flustered you got over this one incident, and soon learned that compliments and affection were enough to make you red in the face and squeal and pout, something that made him incredibly happy.

Jimin

“Comfortable?” Jimin asked quietly, shifting on the couch so you had more room.

“Yes.” You replied, letting yourself lean against his shoulder. “You make a great cushion.”

Jimin chuckled and flashed you a smile that sent your heart fluttering. “Good to know.”

He grabbed the remote and pressed play, the excitement evident on his face. You on the other hand were a little nervous. Jimin had finally convinced the other boys to let you stay for a sleepover, and had suggested watching scary movies all night to see who could go the longest without being scared.

But now you were regretting agreeing, especially considering this was only your “second date” with him.

As the time ticked by, you found yourself beginning to become more relaxed. Jimin had slung his arm around your neck, and you felt completely safe with him. To both of your surprise, the two of you were doing pretty well.

That was until a particularly startling jump scare occurred and you nearly flew out of your seat, grabbing Jimin’s hand without thinking and smothering him in a bear hug.

Jimin startled as he felt your viselike grip coupled with you suddenly wrapping your arms around him and burying your face in his shoulder. He blushed but didn’t say anything, both flustered and unsure of how to handle the situation.

After a few moments you dared to open your eyes, breathing heavily. And then you froze as you realized that you were clutching his hand and practically suffocating him, beginning to turn redder than an apple. The two of you stared uncertainly at each other for a couple of minutes.

“I’m sorry!” You yelped as soon as you steeled yourself, pulling away and becoming flustered as apologies tumbled out of your mouth.

“It’s okay.” Jimin replied quickly, running his fingers through his own hair and looking away. “I don’t mind. It was cute.”

Again you froze. “Y-you didn’t mind?”

Jimin shook his head. “No.” He wouldn’t admit it but he actually loved it when you hugged him. “When you’re scared you’re actually really adorable. I’m not sure exactly sure how you do it but you manage to pull it off.”

Embarrassed, you ducked your head and let out a mortified squeak. Jimin noticed and took a moment to look at you. And then a mischievous grin spread across his face.

“Wow Y/N, I didn’t know you could be so cute.” He cooed, his voice so soft that it was more like a loving purr. Jimin practically had hearts as eyes as he reached over and grabbed your face. “No need to act all shy now love. You’re just a little ball of nerves aren’t you sweetie?”

You giggled shyly as he booped your nose and pushed your hair back so he could look into your eyes.

“S-stop teasing me.” You pouted, scrunching up your nose. “It’s not fair.”

“Everything’s fair when it comes to this beauty you see right here, jagi. And there’s nothing you can do about it! I find that really adorable.”

And now he really had you blushing as he gave you a dazzling smile. You were a puddle of giggles and squeaks as he proceeded to tease you further, only stopping when you couldn’t talk from just how giggly you’d gotten.

Taehyung

“Aegyo or aegyo?” Taehyung asked, leaning closer to you so he could see your reaction. He thought it was more than adorable at the puzzled expression on your face.

“That’s the same thing!” You complained, already feeling a bit flustered at the way he kept beaming at you.

“Yes I know. I can’t have you choosing something else silly, I know you love my aegyo more than anything.”

Taehyung smiled cutely and you giggled into your hands, feeling your cheeks warm as he suddenly started to take pictures of you and coo over how adorable you were.

It seemed that just about anything could make you flustered, and Taehyung lived for it. He loved to tease you and make you giggle - he did it all the time and still claimed he wasn’t doing it intentionally.

That boy was going to be the death of you.

“Jagi why are you hiding?” Taehyung teased, pulling your hands away from your face. “You seem flustered all of the sudden and I’m just wondering why.”

“You know why!” You pouted, crossing your arms and refusing to look at him.

“Do I?” He asked innocently and pretended to think about it for a moment. “Hmm, I can’t seem to think of a reason why I guess you’ll just have to enlighten me.”

When you didn’t respond, Taehyung suddenly wrapped you up in his arms and said, “C’mere cutie.”

You didn’t think too much about it as he often did this. That is until he slipped his hands underneath your arms and started to poke your armpits.

“Taehyung stop it!” You giggled, swatting at his hands as he started tickling you.

“What?” He asked innocently, smirking as you flushed and tried to wiggle out of his arms, but he’d caught you in a strong embrace and didn’t plan on letting you escape.

You squeaked when he drew your heads closer together and started peppering you with ticklish kisses, his eyes glowing with adoration for you.

“Wow, you’re so red jagi! I know I’m cute but I didn’t know I could make you look so adorable with just one measly hug!”

Blushing and still laughing as his hands attacked your tummy, you closed your eyes and reluctantly relented, “Yes yes, fine you’re cute. That’s why I was so flustered before - happy?”

Chuckling, Taehyung stopped tickling you and let you relax, running his fingers through your hair. You let out a sigh of relief, allowing him to cuddle you.

“I’m sorry baby, but you know I only tease you so much because I love you right?”

“Yes I know.” You grumbled, although secretly you loved when Taehyung got into one of his playful moods. “You remind me every chance you get.”

He laughed and hummed in agreement, and the two of you fell asleep like that. Him laying on the couch with you bundled up in his arms.

Jungkook

“Kookie?” You called softly as you pushed your way into the dimly light room, trying not to drop the tray of food.

A second later you heard,

“I’m in my office!”

And turned to glance at the small, windowed room that housed Jungkook’s music studio, where, lately, Jungkook had disappeared to often as he was getting ready to go on tour with the boys.

Sighing, you carefully picked your way through the messy living room and opened the door to his studio. Notebooks were scattered all over the desk, and papers were strewn across the floor. Some of the recording equipment had been shoved quite carelessly against the back of the wall, and the cabinets were overflowing with writing utensils, water bottles, sticky notes, and other items. Small posters hung around the room, reminders, schedules, dates, and times scribbled all over them.

And Jungkook himself was bent over his computer, all his attention fixed on the screen.

Sighing again and wondering to yourself how Jungkook even managed to find his shoes in the morning, you carefully set the tray down on a mini table next to the side of the door, and went to tap Jungkook on the shoulder.

“Kookie, I made you some lunch.” You told him, briefly glancing at the computer screen to see that he was over viewing what the schedule for the arrival of the tour date would be like.

“Thank you Y/N but I’m busy.” Jungkook said without looking at you. “Maybe pack it away for later?”

You frowned, reaching over to run your fingers through his hair. “But Kook you need to eat. How will you preform on an empty stomach?”

“I’ve done it before and I’ll do it again.”

“That’s not healthy.”

Finally, Jungkook paused and turned around in his chair, looking up at you. “I have to-” And abruptly he froze.

Alarm shoot through you. “What’s wrong?” Following his gaze, you noticed that he was staring at the tray. Unease flitted through your veins. “Do you not like it?”

Silence spread between you and Jungkook. His mouth had dropped and was fully agape, staring wordlessly at the lunch you’d prepared for him. As you opened your mouth to ask if he didn’t like it and would rather just order takeout, Jungkook suddenly sprang to his feet and wrapped you up in his arms, pressing a kiss to your forehead. He relaxed against you and rested his head on your shoulder, a sigh escaping his lips.

Dumbfounded, you craned your head around to look at him. “Kook?”

“Y/N baby its perfect and so thoughtful.” He mumbled into your shoulder. “Thank you so much, I love you.”

At that, you blushed and turned your head away, suddenly growing shy at his compliment.

“I-I love you too, Jungkook.” You whispered back. As he held you, you became more and more red. “It’s nothing really - I just thought you might be hungry.”

Jungkook finally pulled away and looked at you, surprised to see how red you’d turned. “Jagi why is your face so red?”

You blushed even more. “I just wasn’t expecting you to do that.” You mumbled, not specifying what you were talking about. Jungkook raised his eyebrow. “It was so unexpected, like when you bring me roses.”

“I think your the rose.” He teased lightly, grinning.

“Oh hush,” You huffed, placing your hands on your hips. “You would be the rose in an instant if I so much as grabbed you hand.”

And now it was Jungkook’s turn to flush. You immediately pounced on the opportunity to tease the maknae and lifted yourself onto your toes, poking his cheek.

“Now look who’s getting all red.” You teased, bringing your heads closer. Jungkook let out a shy laugh and tried to pull away, but you wrapped your arms around his shoulders. “Bunny, you think you’re so tough don’t you? I can see right through you though, you big baby.”

Giggling adorably and flushing red, Jungkook suddenly cupped your face in his hands and replied. “Of course I’m tough! Have you seen my muscles?” He then proceeded to start calling you endearing terms like honey and cutie whist flexing off his muscles, making you flush. “See? You can’t hide from this bunny cutie.”

I don’t know if this is good or not. I just stayed up half the night writing this, hated it and thought about rewriting the entries, then decided to suck it up and just finish it the next day. Sorry if it’s not written well, I was really losing my mind writing this.

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