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minniedaisies · 9 months

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your starlight

tldr. when you moved into your new apartment, your neighbor gave you his number and said to call anytime. what better "anytime" than 3am during a thunderstorm, right?

♫ song insp. forever star - zhang yi hao

❤ pairing. jungkook x f. reader

☁ genre. comfort and sweetness. do i write anything else lol

➷ warnings. drinking and cursing

✎ word count. 1522

彡 note. hope you all have been well. please enjoy!

It’s three in the morning and another crack of thunder makes you whimper, pulling the covers over your head in hopes that the plush down comforter will do something to drown out the sounds of the storm raging outside your bedroom window. You know it’s silly, you’re a grown adult after all. But thunderstorms have always scared you, and this is only your first week in your new apartment alone.

If you were back in your dorm with your roommate, it’d be another story. Ali was always so good and understanding. She’d have sat up with you, rubbed a manicured hand across your tense shoulder blades, fixed you tea, put on your favorite movie to watch together. But university was a thing of the past. You were on your own now, and there was no one here to comfort you or chase away the thunder with soft touches.

Another loud boom of thunder an you reach for your phone on your nightstand. You don’t know anyone in this area to call except for one person; your neighbor probably peacefully sleeping just on the wall behind you. You take a deep breath, feeling suddenly very self-conscious. He had said on the day you’d moved in that you were welcome to call him any time, day or night. You’d smiled politely, accepting his number and thanking him with a smile. It’d probably been a formality. He’d simply been neighborly and that was all. Surely he didn’t truly mean you were allowed to call him any time day or night. Surely he wouldn’t appreciate a phone call from his scaredycat neighbor who couldn’t even get through a thunderstorm, right?

A flash of lightening, and before you knew it, you were pressing his name on your screen: JEON JUNGKOOK.

As it rang, images of his soft brown hair and big brown eyes flashed through your head. He’d just come in from working out when he’d stopped you on the stairs to help you carry the box you were struggling with. He’d been wearing an oversized black t-shirt and smelled of sweat and soap and his brown hair had stuck to his forehead and curled damply along the nape of his neck. You’d had butterflies from first glance. And when his front teeth had rested boyishly on his plush bottom lip, you’d been a goner.

“Hello?” A voice sounds on the other end, far too chipper for 3am.

“Um, hi. Jungkook? This is Y/N.”

“Hiii!” He drawls, the recognition clear in his voice. “What’s up?”

Okay, waaay too chipper for 3am.

“This is embarrassing.”

“What is it, Y/N?” His voice suddenly grows serious, “Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, yeah. Everything’s fine, I suppose. I just…I am having a hard time with the storm.”

“Oh. Is it the thunder?”

“Yeah. I know, embarrassing, right. What kind of grown…”

“No, no!” He is quick to interrupt, “One of my friends is the same way. It’s fine, Y/N. Do you want me to come over?”

“I didn’t wake you up, did I?”

“Nah, my sleep schedule is all kinds of fucked. I usually don’t hit the hay until at least four. I can be over in five minutes. You got whiskey?”

You blink. “Jungkook. I just moved in a few days ago. I barely have Cheerios.”

“Right,” Jungkook chuckles, “Alright, I’ll bring the whiskey. See you in a minute, Y/N.”

You hang up, and mortifyingly realize that you are in your pajamas and Jungkook will be here in just a few short minutes. Flying out of bed, you give yourself a once-over in your dresser mirror. Your pastel donut nightshirt glares back at you, mockingly. As if on cue, there is a soft knock on your front door. Well, donuts will have to do, you suppose. You rake a hand through your untamed, sleep-mussed mane before hurrying to the door to answer.

Jungkook stands on the other side, a soft oversized grey shirts hangs off his frame. His dark curls are prominent and full and his eyes don’t contain a single drop of sleep. There’s a glass bottle of an amber-colored liquid in his hand.

“Hi-ya,” he says happily, lifting the whiskey bottle a little, “I come bearing gifts.”

You open the door wider and allow him to step inside.

“I am so sorry about this,” You cringe, leading him towards the kitchen where your cardboard boxes marked DRINKWARE sit in a maze on the floor. “About the mess an about calling you at 3am.”

“Hey, it’s no problem, Y/N. Like I said, my sleep schedule is fucked. I was just sitting up watching some YouTube videos. You’ll be much better company.”

You smile, unwrapping two glasses from their newspaper protection, and pass them to him. He pours two drinks and slides on to you. You take a sip. You were never much for whiskey, but whatever it Jungkook’s brought over goes down smooth and sweet and rich and warm.

“Would you be okay with sitting with me a minute?” You ask.

“Of course.”

Jungkook grabs the bottle and the two of you head to your couch. You sit cross-legged across from him on the couch, tugging the donut shirt down in between your legs for some semblance of modesty. Jungkook takes another sip of whiskey.

Another clap of thunder makes you jolt and Jungkook t’sks. “C’mere,” he says, opening his arm slightly, offering you a safe spot to tuck into. You pause, wondering if you really should. But a flash of lightening answers that for you, and you find yourself pressed into his side. He is warm and soft and his arm comes down to hold you gently against his side.

“It’s okay,” he whispers soothingly, a hand coming up to play with the curls at your back, “You’re okay, Y/N. It’s just a bit of thunder, nothing to be afraid of. I’m right here. I’ve got you.”

You relax into his side, breathing in the comforting scent of lavender laundry fabric softener.

“I am so embarrassed,” you say, trying to cover your face with your hands.

“Don’t be,” Jungkook implores, “My hyung will kill me for saying this, but he’s scared of thunder too. Can’t stand it. When it storms, he’s always gotta sleep in our hyung’s bed. And he’s almost thirty! You’re never too old to be scared of things.”

“What are you scared of, Jungkook?”

“Crowds.”

“How do you cope with that?” You ask curiously.

Jungkook giggles softly, “I sing.”

“What?” You sit up slightly.

“Yup! I’m a singer. I love performing, but that doesn’t mean I still don’t get shy in big crowds. But being up on stage helps, especially when I’m performing with my hyungs. It’s fine to be scared of stuff, Y/N. But it’s better to have someone at your side to comfort you.”

“I’m glad you’re here, Jungkook. Thank you. Thank you for coming over and for sitting with me tonight.”

“Of course, Y/N,” he continues running his fingertips through your curls, “We’re neighbors, I’ll always be here. I meant it when I said you could call me day or night. I’ll always be here to comfort you.” You melt as his words, feeling nothing but warmth and safety in his arms.

“What do you say we fix another drink and I pull up YouTube on the TV and you can show me what videos you were up watching tonight.”

“Okay but you can’t laugh at me.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” you say as he pours more whiskey into the glasses.

You hand him the remote and he winces as he pulls up SpongeBob Top Ten Funny Moments.

You can’t help the giggle that breaks through.

“Hey! You swore you wouldn’t laugh!”

“That was before you pulled up Spongebob, weirdo,” you poke a finger into his stomach and he flinches with a soft giggle.

“Okay, you can laugh at my taste in YouTube videos, but I draw the line at tickling.”

“Fair enough.”

Jungkook starts up the video, leaning back against the couch and pulling you back under his embrace. You nestle into his side, letting the soft fabric of his t-shirt caress your cheek. Outside the thunder crashes and the lightening strikes, but you don’t pay the storm outside any mind. You know you’re safe in his arms and nothing can harm you.

Tomorrow the sun will shine and everything will smell of petrichor and wet grass. You don’t know it yet, but Jungkook will invite you over for breakfast and you’ll sip OJ at his counter while he flips pancakes and tells you about himself and you’ll steal nibbles of fresh-cut strawberries as you tell him about you. Tomorrow night you’ll walk to the cafe down the street holding hands as if you’ve done so a thousand times before, and when you get whipped cream from your vanilla latte on your upper lip, he’ll wipe it away with a kiss as soft as snowflakes.

Tonight though, you lean into his side and think to yourself how this is the first night since moving in that this place has truly felt like home.

#bts x reader #bts imagine #bts au #bts scenario #bts fanfic #bts fluff #jeon jungkook #writing #jungkook x reader #jungkook fanfic #jungkook fluff #jungkook imagine

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minniedaisies · 11 months

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Hello! I wanted to say that I read your fics and I thought they were absolutely lovely, they truly put a smile on my face during a stressful time in my life. I also saw that you are accepting requests at the moment so if you feel inspired to do it ( no pressure at all, you can feel free to simply ignore this request ), I was thinking that you could write about ot7 and their favorite way of cuddling or something along those lines. As I said, only write it if you want, no pressure and I hope you'll have a good day

hi lovely!! this message just made my whole day. i am so glad my writing can give you a bit of comfort! i am so sorry to hear things are so stressful, but i hope they look up for you soon! of course i'll happily work on your request, and once it's finished, i'll attach the link below so you can go give it a read. i hope it's able to comfort you. thank you so much for your kind words. i am sending you a hug today <3

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minniedaisies · 11 months

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in your arms baby

— summary: anon request; ot7 and their favorite way to cuddle.

— pairing: bts x reader

— genre: headcanons, fluff

— word count: 4861

— warnings: none

—SEOKJIN

-ˋˏ ღ - Jin is an affectionate cuddler. He loves holding you in his arms, running his fingers through your hair, gently scratching blunt nails along your scalp, drawing shapes across your bare shoulder. He’s a tactile cuddler, he loves to run his fingers across the planes of your skin, memorizing every freckle and scar, and pressing kisses in their wake. He’s feather soft, and oh so gentle in his touches; not wanting to wake you if you’re asleep. And when you’ve had a hard day at work or school, it’s his bed you fall into, seeking out his softness and the promises he presses into your skin of better days to come.

—YOONGI

-ˋˏ ღ - Yoongi’s cuddles vary with the mood. Some nights he knows you need that firm hug, that envelopes you in tightness and protection. Cuddles that remind you with every touch and press of skin that you are protected and loved. Some nights, they’re more playful, explorative and teasing, ticklish fingers against skin. Some nights it’s banter, and soft insults said with funny faces to instigate a pillow fight (which he always wins) before pressing you back into the mattress for kisses as soft and as sweet as honey. He knows you like the back of his hand, and knows exactly what you need in that moment for every mood. His arms feel like protection, and you always know that in them, you are nothing but safe and loved.

—HOSEOK

-ˋˏ ღ - Hoseok flings himself against you; loves to wrap you in his arms and to be wrapped in yours. He’s all kisses pressed to cheeks and foreheads and soft fingers against skin, rubbing your back as you drift off to sleep feeling nothing but pure love and affection. Hobi loves having you close to him, feels the best when you’re in his arms where he knows you belong. His favorite thing in the entire world is to wake you up in the morning with kisses peppered across your cheeks. Hobi’s cuddles are like sunshine and spring days and warmth.

—NAMJOON

-ˋˏ ღ - Similarly to Yoongi, Namjoon’s cuddles are filled with protection and love. You feel nothing but safeness in his arms. He loves to wrap around you and press you against his chest so that you can fall asleep to your favorite lullaby; his heartbeat. Namjoon’s arms are warm and safe and feel so very much like “home.” After a hard day, you know he’ll hold you and make you feel as though everything will be okay. And you know they will be; maybe not tomorrow, or the next day; but they will be. He presses the promise to your skin in the form of a kiss, and you relax under his arms, knowing you’re safe and loved.

—JIMIN

-ˋˏ ღ - Jimin ADORES cuddles. He was made to cuddle and be cuddled. He loves to have you tucked at his side as he reads a webtoon on his phone or plays games until the early morning dawns. He may or may not have a problem with only eventually falling asleep after the sun rises, but he treasures the nights he spends with you in his arms. He loves when you come into his room and hop into bed with him, snuggling against his side or pressing kisses to his cheeks. He holds you in his arms, poking your cheek where he knows a dimple is tucked away. You adore this time with him, the stillness of laying in his arms as he reads, kissing your cheek every once in awhile with a soft smile.

—TAEHYUNG

-ˋˏ ღ - Taehyung is a clingy cuddler; he loves having you in his arms, but he loves to be held just as much too. He often will come in as you're reading in bed, tucking into your side and nuzzling into your neck in peak puppydog form. You ruffle his hair and giggle, gently tugging on the soft brown strands to lift him from the crook of your neck so you can press a kiss to his lips. His favorite thing is to come in after his showers, smelling of fresh rain and his favorite cologne, to press against your side and be held in your arms after a long day. He'll sigh softly, looking up at the faded glow-in-the-dark stars on your ceiling, knowing there's no place he'd rather be than here with you.

—JUNGKOOK

-ˋˏ ღ - Jungkook is the baby; and thrives on cuddles. No one can deny him anything ever, and that includes his desire to be cuddled and held at pretty much every moment. Even Yoongi who sometimes pretends that cuddles are an imposition, will happily pull Jungkook onto his lap, wrapping his arms around his waist and holding him close. You adore the times you get to cuddle Jungkook too; leaving kisses on each of the freckles upon his cheek; the deep scar that, in these quiet moments like this, actually isn't covered in concealer. You want to kiss every detail, imprint your love against his skin. For now though, you're content in the stillness to just scratch at the nape of his neck, along his scalp, as he nuzzles closer. "You're such a puppy," you say with the utmost fondness in your voice. Jungkook snuggles closer, he doesn't even try to deny it.

#bts x reader #ot7 x reader #bts polyamory #bts poly! au #bts ot7 x reader #bts imagine #bts au #bts scenario #bts fanfic #bts fluff #kim seokjin #min yoongi #jung hoseok #kim namjoon #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #writing

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minniedaisies · 11 months

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got the music in you baby

— request: by @inbangtanwetrustsstuff who asked for a one shot of poly ot7 or headcanons of what it'd be like dating ot7.

summary: headcanons of what it would be like dating ot7

— pairing: bts x reader

— genre: headcanons, fluff

— warnings: none

— author's note: i'm sorry this took me so long to get around to, but i am so thankful you sent this request because it's bringing me back to writing. if anyone has any requests they too would like from me, please don't hesitate to ask :)

—SEOKJIN

-ˋˏ ღ - Jin is absolutely smitten with your smile, in love with your laugh. He’ll do anything and everything to make you smile, to make you laugh. He’s not afraid of making a fool of himself it means that you and your boyfriends are smiling and giggling. His love language is laughter, and it comes in spades with Kim Seokjin. But there is a side to Jin only his loves get to see, the softer, quieter side. The side that is sometimes shy, sometimes self-conscious. The side that knows when you need to be made to laugh, and when you just need to be quietly held. He reads each of you like the back of his hand, and knows exactly how to care foe each of you in the way you need in any situation. Some days that means pulling funny faces at the dinner table to make you nearly choke on your laughter after a hard day at work. Some days that means coming into your room at night and pulling you into his arms, holding you as you fall asleep and pressing gentle kisses of promises of better days tomorrow against your skin. He knows what each of you need without even having to be told, and while the laughter is fun, the moments you hold closest are the ones where you’re sharing a bed, bathed in the moonlight together, as he promises you a fresh start come tomorrow, a start that begins with kisses and sunshine and chocolate chip pancakes.

—YOONGI

-ˋˏ ღ - Yoongi’s affection and love is like a softly creeping thing, unexpected and startling once it closes in on you out of the blue. While Hobi is all big hugs and kisses peppered onto cheeks and eyelashes and an affection that is loud, loud, loud, Yoongi is the firm hand that squeezes your shoulder as he passes you sitting at the kitchen table, pouring over your university assignments, as he heads to grab a snack. It’s him coming into your room in the middle of the night when it’s storming, just to sit with you and draw shapes across your back in the moonlight just because he knows you still get frightened of the thunder. It’s him going quiet, in his own head sometimes too often for his own good, but will still meet your eye across the dinner table and stick his tongue out at you to make you giggle. He’s the one you know you can go to with anything, the one who will be brutally honest with you; and who, on your bad days, will take your hand in his and say, “Give ‘em hell, darling.” He knows what it means when you go quiet, and will come and sit by you in the stillness and wait for the storm clouds to pass overhead. He’ll hold your hand in the rain, give you his jacket, because he knows what it is to get wet from the storm; and when the clouds clear and the sunshines again, he’ll be there to hold your hand through that too; with a smile and a playful word.

—HOSEOK

-ˋˏ ღ - Hobi’s affection is almost as loud as his laughter. Everything about Hobi is loud and big and calls attention to itself. With Hobi, he treats every person he loves as if they are the most precious and treasured thing in the entire world; and you and your boyfriends are seven of the most precious things to him. He’s always there to pull you into a hug, to grab you and tug you down onto his lap to be held and cuddled and kissed. When he holds you in his arms, he’s always pressing kisses to your shoulder, your neck, your cheek, the back of your head. Hobi lives for kisses and loves to dole them out to each of you. You’re kept very well-spoiled in his affection and love. He also lives for random surprises, coming to visit you with your favorite snacks or an iced coffee between classes, just to make you smile. It’s not unusual for him to pick you up after your final class with a coffee and your favorite pastry. His love language is affection, but also sharing his passion. It’s not unusual for him to grab your hand and pull you into an impromptu dance session in the middle of the kitchen, the living room, the sidewalk. You’ll be left giggling and breathless when suddenly he’ll dip you and kiss you, and you realize you didn’t even know the meaning of ‘breathless’ until then.

—NAMJOON

-ˋˏ ღ - Namjoon is the night owl; each of your boyfriends is to an extent, but with Namjoon, he adores the night. It’s the time when everything just goes still, including the thoughts in his head that you know can get a bit loud at times. One of your favorite things in the world is when he’ll wake you up in the middle of the night to come join him on a sporadic moonlit bike rides along the river. The fact that he lets you in on these quiet moments, you treasure them deeply. And when he’s gotten a little too far buried in his own head, stressed about a new album, a new song, a hook he just can’t quite get right, you come to him and press a kiss between his shoulders and ask that he join you for a walk. Holding his hand, you stroll under the silver moon; and lifting his wrist to your lips, you press a kiss there; a promise that it’s going to be okay. Aside from moonlight, and night walks, Namjoon also adores getting lost in a book, and it’s become your new favorite thing to devour whatever he’s read recently. Upon realizing this, he��s started leaving notes in the margins for you; notes for Yoongi in red, notes for you in green. He underlines the phrases he knows will touch you, and writes you little annotations with arrows and symbols. You treasure each book he gives to you, a peak into the beautiful and sometimes dark, but always hopeful, pieces of him.

—JIMIN

-ˋˏ ღ - Jimin is a menace. He flirts and flounces and flusters like no one else. He lives to tease and be teased in return and you always find yourself hiding a giggle behind a hand when Jungkook swats him for it. But beyond the flirting, beyond the playful games he plays, Jimin adores to be loved and to give love. He becomes radiant with it when shown affection and tenderness. He blushes furiously when you kiss his cheek or when Yoongi pulls him onto his lap for movie night; and he has to bite his lip to hide the smile that cracks through his face when Hobi calls him his, “Beautiful Boy.” He’s also the most playful of you all, and it’s not unusual to see him wrestle Jungkook or chase Taehyung around for a water fight in the yard. The group chat is completely spammed with “It you” messages directed at Yoongi. Jimin was made to love and made to share love. Sometimes it overwhelms you how deep his hear goes, how endless and infinite his unfettered love is. You’ve never felt loved as deeply as the love that comes from Park Jimin. Being loved by Jimin is one of the most greatest gifts you could ever experience, and you’re so thankful every day that you get to receive that love every single day.

—TAEHYUNG

-ˋˏ ღ - Taehyung loves to come into your room and starfish himself across your body when you’re in bed; it’s as though no matter how close he is to you, it can never be enough. He loves to press himself against your back, your side, hold you in his arms, and to be held in yours. A, “Cuddle Puppy” is what Jimin affectionately has dubbed him, and you can think of no better term. Tae adores cuddles, and is always wrapping himself around you, holding you as if he were a blanket keeping you safe and warm, as he presses kisses to your skin. Some nights, that’s all he needs; to just lay down on top of you, staring down at you with such intensity that it’s hard not to look away as his eyes scan across your face, as if he’s trying to memorize every freckle and detail. The gold pendant or chain of his necklace brushes your nose, your lips, as he stares at you, eyes filled with adoration, with worship. His intensity is overwhelming and sometimes it’s hard to know what to do with that, so you hook your finger in the chain of his necklace and pull him down for a kiss. Serves him right to be made the breathless one for a change.

—JUNGKOOK

-ˋˏ ღ - Jungkook is a baby deer in almost every aspect. His big doe-eyes are always watching you as if you’re this precious thing that he’s scared too hold too tightly to or else you’ll grow skittish and run. He’s got nothing to worry about though, you’re completely wrapped around his little finger and you are absolutely besotted with him. Jungkook is the type to need assurance, to be reminded; so you take it upon yourself to show him every day just how much he means to you, and how much you adore him. You love all your boyfriends so deeply, but there’s an extra little soft spot for him, who is the baby of you all. It goes unspoken, but Jungkook is everyone’s “Little Love” and it’s not unusual for you all to argue over who gets to cuddle him on movie nights. Usually he winds up in Jin’s lap, or Namjoon’s. Jin who brushes his hair off his neck to kiss him there and make him squirm. Namjoon who spends more of the movie than not, tickling him just to make those bunny teeth appear and hear that bubbly giggle of his. But while he is the baby of you all, his heart contains such a profound and mature love. He’s written so many love songs for you that take your breath away. It’s not always easy for him to say what he feels in words, but putting a pen to paper, that’s when it comes easiest. He’s given you entire notebooks of love songs and love poems, each so beautiful that they make your heart catch in your throat. And at night, when you hold him in your arms and press kisses to each of his freckles, you hope he knows that your love for him is as vast as the galaxies in his eyes.

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minniedaisies · 1 year

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— the one where you are jimin’s favourite, even if you leave him with a cold bed.

↳ alternatively pancakes are not your forte, but you’d do many things to see park jimin smile.

↳ genre fluff / wc - approx. 0.5k

↳ warnings gn!reader / food (pancakes) / i was craving pancakes and this happened LMAO

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↳ psa that this is neither edited nor proofread bc i am so tired and also my wifi stopped working while i was writing the drabble i actually wanted to post,, and long story short i lost the one i was working on and so i wrote this in 15 mins i am so tired god bless

the bed is cold when jimin wakes, and that's what puts a frown on his face. it's the weekend, which usually means he wakes up to you burrowed into his side, legs entangled with his like you're trying to climb on top of him. (on more than one occasion, you've been known to have an elbow in his face. and he has the pictures to prove it.)

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#this is so very soft and so very sweet!!#i adore how you write jimin!!#i was smiling all the way through this <3 #rec

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minniedaisies · 1 year

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a place for me to share my writing.

i write soft fics that will hopefully provide warmth and some comfort throughout these next few years. i only write soft fics, and i try to make my writing a love letter to bts.

my inbox is always open, but please be kind ♡

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minniedaisies · 1 year

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pastel snowflake kisses

— summary: they had never made much of a fuss about christmas...until you came into the picture

— pairing: bts x reader

— genre: christmas au / fluff / poly! au

— word count: 2230

— warnings: none

“Why does it look like Santa’s Wonderland at the mall threw up all over the fucking living room?” Yoongi shrugged off his snow-dusted coat, hanging it on the rack by the door as he cautiously peered into the living room - now softly aglow in twinkling Christmas lights. A fire was going in the fireplace and there were stockings hung over the mantel. Yoongi didn’t even know you all had stockings.

“You’ll have to talk to Y/N about all that,” Taehyung grinned, carefully threading the ribbon of an ornament through a branch of the tree.

“Y/N….” Yoongi’s tone was low and you peeked out from behind the Christmas tree with your best puppydog look - the one you knew damn well was his ultimate weakness.

“Don’t you like it, Yoon?” You asked, pushing your bottom lip out slightly in your best pout. Jiminie would be so proud.

Speaking of….

“Oh good! You’re back from the studio, just in time for cocoa and Christmas movies!” Jimin thrust a mug of steaming cocoa into Yoongi’s hand before he could protest. “Unless, you’re going to be a total Scrooge.”

Yoongi stuck his tongue out at Jimin, “I’m not being a total Scrooge, Min. It’s just…we’ve never done anything like this before. Hell, I didn’t even know the fireplace worked, much less that we had stockings and a tree hidden up somewhere.”

“I might have done a bit of shopping,” you admitted, coming around from the Christmas tree to stand before him, pout still working overtime. Jimin flashed you a quick wink, his approval of your level of pout. “Y-you aren’t mad, are you?”

Yoongi softened instantly. You could see him visibly thaw. “Oh baby…” Yoongi set his cocoa down on the coffee table, before pulling you into a hug, “Not mad at all, doll. Just wasn’t expecting it, is all. We’ve never done Christmas before.”

“Well that was before,” Seokjin said, coming up behind you to press a kiss to the back of your head while reaching around to ruffle Yoongi’s still snow-flecked hair.

“I think it looks nice,” Taehyung said, hanging another ornament, “It’s about time we get into the Christmas spirit around here, don’t you think?”

“I picked out the tree,” Namjoon grinned, opening another box of ornaments.

“It looks great, Joon,” Yoongi smiled warmly to him, “Where’s, Sunshine and Koo?”

“Hope’s picking up takeaway for us,” you said, snuggling against Yoongi’s chest. He smelled of winter and something distinctly Yoongi - tobacco and leather and warmth. “And Jungkook’s probably still in the kitchen trying to eat the cookie batter.”

Yoongi ran a hand through your hair, looking down at you with such love in his eyes, such warmth. He booped your nose before releasing you and making his way over to the Christmas tree. “It is a pretty great tree, Joon.”

“So you aren’t mad we used your credit card to get it?” Jimin asked, sneaking up behind Yoongi and hooking his chin over his shoulder.

“Park Jimin….”

“He’s kidding,” Jin shook his head, flicking Jimin on the earlobe.

Jimin rolled his eyes, coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist, hugging you to him. “You did a great job, Y/N. It’s never looked better in here, truly.”

“It feels like a home,” Namjoon’s gaze caught Yoongi’s and they shared something silent between the two of them.

You knew ever since they had first gotten together, before the rest of you had all joined this little family, that they’d struggled quite a bit. It both made your chest ache and warm at the thought of them finally having a proper Christmas, finally having a proper home together.

“It’s all Y/N,” Taehyung cooed, pinching your cheek, “I would never have even thought of the cinnamon candles if it weren’t for Y/N!”

“Why don’t you put the star on the top of the tree, Yoon,” Namjoon offered.

Yoongi’s eyes widened briefly before you handed him the pretty gold star and Namjoon hoisted him up to reach the top of the tree with ease. You let the two of them have their moment before sneaking off into the kitchen to rescue the cookie batter from Jungkook.

“Is there even any batter left for the cookies or is it all in your stomach?” You asked, catching him as he popped the wooden spoon into his mouth. Jungkook grinned around the mouthful of cookie batter.

“ ‘s delicious! Can’t help it! What do you put into these, Y/N?”

“A dash of almond extract,” You grabbed for the mixing bowl, moving at away from him, “You’re gonna get sick,” you scolded half-heartedly.

Jungkook pouted, bottom lip jutting out even worse than yours and Jimin’s. “But if I do, you’ll take care of me right, princess? Nurse me back to health?”

“Absolutely not,” You peeked at the clock on the oven, grabbing for an oven mit. You swatted Jungkook on the hip with it before slipping it on and pulling out the previous batch of cookies. Jungkook reached his hand towards the baking sheet before you could even set it on the stove to cool.

“You’re going to burn your hand! And your mouth! And no one is going to feel any sympathy for you if you do.”

The bottom lip slipped back out, doe-eyes wide.

You softened. “You can have one once it cools, baby. It’ll taste better then anyway.”

“Fine,” Jungkook folded his arms over his chest as you began to slide the cookies from the tray onto a cooling rack, “But if you’re going to deny me cookies, can I at least get a kiss in their place?”

Rolling your eyes, you sat the baking sheet down and indulged him. He tasted of almond and cinnamon and vanilla and sweetness.

“That better tide you over until these cool,” you tried to sound scolding, which was really rather hard to do after being kissed breathless by Jeon Jungkook.

“Alright you kids,” Jin stuck his head into the kitchen, “Hope is back with dinner and we’re ready to start the movie. Y/N you pick tonight. Any Christmas movie you want.”

Heading out to the living room, you saw your boyfriends getting snuggled into onto the couches and recliners, tucked into their plates of takeaway, snuggled against one another.

“Y/N!” Hobi waved you over, handing you your styrofoam plate, “I got you your favorite, extra honey walnut shrimp!”

“Thanks, Hope,” you pressed a kiss to his cheek.

“I want Y/N to sit with me,” Jungkook pouted from somewhere on the couch.

“No, you got to sit with Y/N last time,” Taehyung protested, “It’s my turn!”

“No, it’s mine!” Jimin argued.

“Babies!” Jin held up a hand, “Y/N isn’t going to sit with either of you if you argue over Y/N like a toy. Sit wherever you’d like, angel,” Jin sent you a soft smile and you melted under his attention and ability to get Jimin, Jungkook, and Taehyung to yield.

You glanced around the living room. Yoongi was already sitting on Namjoon’s lap while Namjoon spoon-fed him bites of broccoli beef in one of the recliners. Jin was making his way towards his favorite overly-stuffed chair and you knew Hobi would probably wind up in his lap too. The maknaes were staring at you with wide, puppy eyes.

“I’m going to sit between Jimin and Tae,” you announced, while Jungkook visibly deflated.

You walked over to him, cradling his face in your hands as you lifted his head, “But I’m sleeping in your bed tonight.”

Jungkook let out a happy sequel and you couldn’t help but laugh. You weren’t far off from happy-squealing yourself at the prospect of spending the night cuddled in his arms under his warm blankets.

“Good,” Jimin smirked, reaching for his beer on the coffee table as you sunk down on the couch between him and Tae. Tae instinctively snuggled closer to you. “You steal all the blankets anyway—eek!” You smirked, withdrawing your fingers from his side with a triumphant smile.

“Brat,” Jimin stuck his tongue out at you. “You’re lucky I’ve got a plate of food on my lap right now or else you’d definitely get it.”

“Alright kids,” Jin called over the ruckus, “Y/N, what movie would you like to watch?”

“Well, it just isn’t Christmas without It’s a Wonderful Life.”

“It’s a Wonderful Life, it is, then!” Namjoon reached around Yoongi to grab the remote off the arm of his chair, pulling up the movie.

“Christmas movies, a fire going in the fireplace, an actual Christmas tree, cookies cooling, and cocoa waiting for us,” Hobi sunk down into Jin’s lap as you’d expected, “Y/N, you’re spoiling us here. Almost going to make refined gentlemen out of us.”

Taehyung reached around and gave Jimin a wet willie just for prosperity.

“Ack! Why am I getting bullied tonight, huh?” Jimin swatted at him.

“Alright you two,” Yoongi shot them a look from his place on Namjoon’s lap, “Settle down and eat your dinner and watch the movie.”

“Hobi is right though,” Namjoon pressed his nose against Yoongi’s shoulder blade before continuing, “You really do take such good care of us, Y/N. The place looks amazing, and it finally has this warmth touch to it I just know is from you. You came into our lives and thawed out all our icey edges, angel. We’re so thankful to you for that.”

Your eyes watered and as if sensing, both Jimin and Taehyung cuddled up against you. Jimin pressing kisses to your cheek while Taehyung stroked your hair.

“It’s true,” Jin said. “You really do look after us all so well. We’re meant to be the ones looking after you, but you take care of us just as well if not more.”

“We take care of each other,” you corrected, “You are all deserving of a good and wonderful Christmas. And it’s not about the decorations or the fire or the cocoa and cookies. It’s about all of us just being together…sharing a moment like this together. I’d have been content to just spend Christmastime with you without a tree and ornaments if it meant just spending it with the seven of you by my side. But the tree, all of this…it’s something I can do to outwardly show you how much I love you and how much I want this Christmas to be special. It’s our first together.”

“The first of many,” Jimin said, letting a kiss wander slightly just to the corner of your mouth.

“The first of every from here on out,” Taehyung nodded.

“You’re like our Christmas angel, Y/N,” Jungkook said from his place on the floor. You bent down to press a kiss to the back of his head.

“And your my Christmas angels too,” you said.

“I think I’m a fairy this week, actually,” said Jimin.

“We’re such cheesballs, oh my god,” Taehyung jokingly cringed.

“Does the fairy feel like hushing up so we can watch the damn movie?” Yoongi asked, pulling a teasing face to Jimin, the way he always did when he spoke harshly and needed Jimin to know he was being playful.

Jimin reached behind him for one of the throw pillows to toss at him, but you were quick to snatch it from his hand and set it carefully out of his reach.

“Sorry,” Jimin mumbled.

“It’s okay,” you pressed a kiss to his cheek.

That night, after a night of movies and cookies and cocoa and admiring the Christmas tree all twinkingly with soft lights in the darkness of the livingroom, you found yourself wrapped up in Jungkook’s arms in his oversized bed, cuddled under the warmth of almost a dozen blankets. Jungkook loved blankets. Almost as much as he loved his air purifiers and you.

“My tummy hurts, I think I ate too many Christmas cookies,” Jungkook grumbled.

“What did I tell you about sympathy, hmm?”

Jungkook propped up on his elbow, giving you a stink-eye, “Don’t be mean, Y/N. They were so yummy! Never had Christmas cookies that delicious before.”

You raised a brow, “Oh is that so? Best not let your mother hear you ever say that, Koo.”

Jungkook giggled, pressing closer next to you, “She’d think so too. She adores you, you know.”

“Does she?” You asked, holding your breath slightly. You always were so anxious about where you stood with their families. You never would forget the one day you cracked a joke and somehow made Yoongi’s dad laugh. Now, whenever Yoon would go home to visit, his dad would sneak him little gifts to give to you.

“Mmhmm,” Jungkook nodded, “You’re a part of our family, Y/N. That goes for all of us and all our families. You belong here. It’s like Hobi-hyung said…you made this place feel more like home since you’ve been a part of us. Today just shows how much warmth you really bring to us. You really are our angel, Y/N. And not just a Christmas one at that.”

Your eyes grew misty and before you could try to think of something to say, Jungkook pulled you to his chest. You closed your eyes, breathing him in and letting yourself melt against him. It was going to be a wonderful Christmas this year. You pressed a kiss to Jungkook’s bare chest, just above his heart.

It was going to be a wonderful life.

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