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Summary: You find an injured man outside your apartment one day, and in your haste to get him medical attention, you might have told the paramedics that he’s your fiancé. However, from this lie, grows something very real as he continues to stay with you. Except he isn’t exactly who he appears to be.
Word Count: 6.7k
Genre: Fallen Angel!AU, Angst, Fluff, Smut
A/N: I have a lot of feels™ okay?
Your mother always told you not to talk to strangers, let alone touch them, or God forbid, bring them into your home. This contrasted with your father, who would roll down the windows of the car so he could pass food to any homeless people he would pass on the street. That’s why he always kept so many snacks in the car.
Your father would be proud of you right now. Your mother? She wouldn’t disown you, she loves you too much. But she wouldn’t hesitate to call the police if she saw the dirty homeless man half asleep in front of your apartment building. You wouldn’t have gone that far, probably only ignoring them, maybe giving them some spare change if you had some on you. But this man is lying on the ground, face down, blood soaked through the back of his shirt, though it seems to have dried up by now. And maybe if there were other people around, you would have passed responsibility on to another bystander.
But as it happens, you’re alone tonight. Shit. You immediately pull out your phone punching in the numbers 911. “Hello? I have an emergency… Yeah, someone’s passed out, it looks like they were bleeding, but it’s stopped.”
Anonymous said: for that drabble thing: RA!Jimin complained once that he never caught his gf locked out of her dorm with just a towel on. How about when he’s on duty, that actually does happen, and then of course he had to take advantage of that situation
Summary: Your habit of getting locked out and the fact that most people are out of the building lead to some one-on-one time with the RA on duty. Hey, after all, it is his birthday.
Word Count: 3.3k
Member: Jimin
Genre: Smut, some fluff, RA!AU
A/N: Belated birthday thing for our sexy little mochi because it’s the middle of midterms and I’m procrastinating.
As a college student, checking your email, most specifically your school email, is a must. Everything from class assignments, to on campus events, to the occasional notice that the dorm laundry room is closed because one of the dryers caught fire (people really need to learn how to clean out their damn lint). You also get the occasional email about dorm policy, such as if people have blasting their music too loud or if too many people have been leaving their dirty dishes in the shared kitchen. As you open your email today, you’re greeted with a message informing you that any time you have to get your room unlocked, after the third time, there’s a $15 fee.
Shit. You’re pretty forgetful as it is, but you’ve already had to have someone unlock you door for you 3 times, and you’re not thrilled to have to pay a fine. However, these sentiments slip your mind the next night when you go to take a shower. Hmmm, this situation seems familiar.
“When will I fucking learn?” You groan to yourself as you rest your head on the door to your room. Your roommate’s out of town too, shit. Goodbye fifteen bucks. You’re not exactly sure what to do now, as you are still not thrilled about the prospect of visiting the res hall office with only a towel wrapped around your body, hair soaking wet still. Fuck, what is it about showers that make you forget your keys?
Summary: When you first moved in with Jin, you thought you had hit the roommate jackpot. Turns out, living in the same apartment with this gorgeous man is a lot harder than you thought it’d be. He didn’t do anything wrong, and neither did you. It’s just this pesky thing called sexual tension.
Member: Jin
Word Count: 6k
Genre: Fluff, Smut
A/N: Gotta give the shoulders hyung some love.
When you first moved in with Jin, you thought you had hit the roommate jackpot. Not only was he kind, he did his fair share of the housework, and he could cook. And cook well. His good looks didn’t hurt either.
… Except they did. And as the weeks went on and turned into months, you found yourself growing increasingly frustrated. It doesn’t help that it was the first time either of you had a roommate of the opposite sex. It led to situations where you’d walk out of the bathroom in only a towel, hair dripping wet, and he’d be in the living room watching a show, trying to keep his jaw from dropping to the ground.
Or when he’d come back from a morning jog and be so sweaty that he’d strip his shirt off the moment he stepped in the apartment without thinking, just wanting to get the drenched fabric away from his body. And you’d be left in the kitchen trying not to have your breakfast dribbling down your chin. It was an automatic reaction, but both of you found your habits gradually changing as time went on.
Why couldn’t you have had an average looking roommate, or even a slightly above average one?
Summary: Jimin has noticed his fellow RA and best friend has been a little stressed lately, so he tries enlisting your help to help him take a break. However, are your boyfriend’s intentions truly altruistic or does he have motives of his own? RA!AU/College!AU.
Members: Jimin, Hoseok
Word Count: 5.2k
Warning: Graphic threesome smut whoops
A/N: Literally just PWP, honestly. RA!Jimin just keeps getting greasier and greasier but I swear he’s a sweetheart… maybe…
Laundry Mishaps (M) | RA!Jimin Headcanon
“Shit. Key, key…Where the fuck is it?” You press your towel closer to your body with one arm while you try to dig through your shower caddy for the key to your dorm. You thought for sure that you had propped the door open. Your roommate must have left to go to the library or something and forgot that you needed to get back in. Fuck. And you left your phone in your room, so you can’t text her either.
You let out a groan and rest your head against the surface of the door as you go over your options in your head. Option 1) Stay here and wait for your roommate. You sigh. You’d probably be waiting here for a while, you remember your roommate saying something about finishing a paper. So option 2 is to look for the RA, but you don’t want to show up in the res hall office in only a towel, considering there’s always at least 3 RA’s in there at a time. Option 3 would be to wait in someone else’s room—
“Oh my god!” You peer over your shoulder towards the voice you’d had heard and find RA Hoseok with his hands pressed over his eyes. “I’m sorry! I’m just doing rounds, I’ll let you go into your room.” You catch the glint of the master key on the lanyard that is hanging out of his pocket. Looks like you’re going with option 2.