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hii, could you make a part two for caramel macchiato? take your time, the first part is so cute fjdndnfb
awww tysm for the love it means a lot to me!!!! *virtual hug*i’m such a hypocrite ik i said it would be updated like three weeks ago i just never got around to it sorry! BUTTTT i went to a cafe and talked to a really cute barista so i feel inspired again lol
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fndfjjddhdjjdhdd the latest run episode oh my gOd barista boys
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hey everyone!
just popping in to say that i’ll be updating “caramel macchiato” sometime this week and/or next week! i’m so happy that you guys liked it!!!!!!
i’m working on other stuff as well so stay tuned ig?????
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Caramel Macchiato
genre: fluff
member: taehyung
words: 1924
One sinful tennis all-star and an adorable puppy to-go please.
It was your final year in high school. Just a few more months of being stuck in this shithole school in this shithole town and then you would be free. You didn’t necessarily know what you would pursue after high school, nor did you really care. You just wanted to get away from the same old cliques, the same old “can you believe she slept with that guy?!,” the same old horny as hell teenage boys that just wanted to get in any girl’s pants…just thinking about the cliche toxins of high school made you recoil as you sat on the cold bleachers facing the tennis courts.
You shivered in the crisp autumn evening. The digital clock on your phone read 5:15 pm. You closed your eyes momentarily and imagined taking a hot bath and curling up under several blankets in your bed with a good book. Your dream could only be fulfilled after dropping off your best friend, the girls’ all-star tennis champion, Julie, at her home. Although waiting for Julie and the rest of the girls’ team to finish practice for the past four years has snatched two hours away from you everyday, you enjoyed having those two hours to be alone with your thoughts and far away from reality.
The soft, repetitive pinging of tennis balls and the shuffling of feet provided serene background noise to accompany your thoughts. This evening, the topic of your imagination was the hot barista from the cafe near your school. The first time you saw him was a week ago while waiting in line to order. He seemed young enough to be in high school, but his appearance was a sinful gift from the devil. You giggled at the thought of his goofy smile and how his eyes crinkled when he gave people their drinks. His somewhat messy brown hair curled ever so slightly under his cap. Under the innocent uniform of a baseball cap and a green apron lay muscular thighs and arms that stretched the tight, black clothing he wore. His jeans had rips in the knees and a little scab peeked out from one of the holes. Every movement of his arms revealed his toned biceps. Within what felt like three seconds, you found yourself at the front of the line, cheeks flushed and eyes wide as the hot mystery barista across the counter smiled kindly and awaited your order.
“Miss? Are you ready to order?” His dark eyes drifted to the growing line behind you.
“Huh? Oh yeah sorry, can I get a…” In your flustered state, you completely forgot what you were planning to order. While you frantically searched the menu for a drink, you could feel his burning stare on you. All you wanted to do was get your drink and scurry the hell out of there.
“Do you have caramel macchiatos here?” you blurted.
The barista hesitated for a moment, chuckled, and said, “No, unfortunately. We only sell black coffee here.”
“O-oh, okay then…I’ll have a tall black coffee I guess.” You hated black coffee.
“I’m just kidding silly! What kind of cafe only sells black coffee? They wouldn’t make a profit!”
As if your cheeks couldn’t get any redder, your entire face became a huge tomato. How could sharing the same presence as this boy make you act so clueless? He was right, who the fuck buys black coffee? The boy giggled at your embarrassed state and grabbed a plastic cup.
“So one tall caramel macchiato. Name, please?” Cup and marker in hand, he glanced at you through his bangs.
“Y/N.” The only thing you’ve managed to say without sounding like a total idiot was your name.
“Y/N,” he repeated as he scribbled your name on the cup.
You reached into your bag for your wallet. By the time you pulled out your card to pay, he had already whisked away to the brewing station.
“Don’t worry,” he called out to you, “it’s on the house.”
Before you could playback any further into the memory of the “Barista Boy Encounter,” you were being pulled off of the bleachers by Julie.
“Y/N, stop daydreaming and unlock the car, it’s freezing balls out here,” Julie whined.
The two of you grabbed your belongings and headed for your car. Julie blasted the heat as you turned on the engine.
It was the boys’ tennis team’s turn to practice now. A few of the boys walked in front of your car on their way to the courts. You knew all of them; the tall one with huge shoulders was their number one player, the annoying but insanely hot fuckboy was known for lying about scores, and the short one hosted the craziest parties on Fridays. This time, however, there was another boy walking with them. He was tall and had long legs and huge hands. The tennis bag slung over his shoulder seemed minuscule in comparison to his tall figure. Someone must’ve made a joke because his mouth widened into a boxy grin and he clapped his hands together.
Julie reached over to the driver’s side and honked your horn impatiently.
“Hurry up, dumbasses!” Julie huffed.
Three out of the four boys ran towards the courts while the unfamiliar one lingered behind and glanced in your direction. Through your dimmed windshield, you got a better look at the boy. His face flashed with confusion as a wave of recognition drowned you.
The hot barista from the other day was also the hot tennis player standing in front of you. With a smirk, he waved at you and ran to catch up with the other boys. You sat in silence for a moment as you recollected your thoughts.
“Do you know that guy? He’s kinda cute! Is he new?” Julie asked, also feeling pretty overwhelmed.
“Remember that barista guy?” You stammered.
“No fucking way! Y/N, he was flirting with you and now’s your chance to have the high school romance of your dreams! Jimin always invites everyone from the tennis teams so if you come with me to his party Friday night I can set you up! What’s his name? Ooh, please let it be something sexy, I swear to god if he’s an Arnold like the last one I’ll scream!” Julie exclaimed.
You pressed on the gas and tried to remember what his name tag said.
“Definitely not Arnold. It was something long and I think it started with a T.”
Julie groaned. “You don’t even know his name? No wonder you’ve only had one boyfriend in your entire life. You have no idea how to flirt.”
The next morning you paid extra attention to your outfit. Now that you knew Hot Barista Dude went to your school and that you had someone to impress, you actually cared about your appearance for once. Senioritis would not be the death of you today. You took a picture of your loose t-shirt, skinny jeans, and oversized jacket and sent it to Julie for confirmation. If you really wanted to get close to this boy, Julie would have to help you. Afterall, she was the girl every boy in the school swooned over. She knew perhaps a little too much about relationships.
You arrived to class with a cup of coffee in one hand and a physics textbook in the other. Once you got to your desk, you opened your textbook to study. Little did you know, someone had plopped into the seat next to yours and was reaching for your coffee cup.
“Starbucks? Really? You didn’t like my caramel macchiato?”
You were pulled from your trance by a large hand snatching your cup and taking a sip from it. His lips wrapped around your straw in the exact place where your red lipstick stained the green plastic tube. Your eyes slowly trailed up his face until you were greeted by two puppy dog eyes.
Goddamnit. It was him.
He swished the coffee in his mouth and returned your cup. “Caramel macchiato with extra caramel and almond milk. Interesting choice.”
“You got all that from one sip? I didn’t know baristas had superpowers.”
He chuckled. “I didn’t know I would get to see the pretty girl from the coffee shop either.” You could feel your cheeks turning red.
Before you could reply, your physics teacher began passing out a physics exam.
You overheard him talking to the barista boy.
“Are you the new student I keep hearing about? I heard you transferred because our school begged to have the number one tennis player in the area on our team. I’m guessing that’s you?”
“Uhhh yeah, guess that’s me. I’m Taehyung.”
“Welcome then! Since it’s your first day, I’ll let this exam slide but make sure to read chapter 14 before next class! Y/N will show you around until you get the hang of things, isn’t that right, Y/N?”
Your calculation of the velocity of a basketball was interrupted by the sound of your name. Taehyung smirked at you and you nodded your head a little too vigorously.
“Sure, I guess I wouldn’t mind giving you a tour of our fascinating school.” Taehyung caught your sarcasm and giggled.
“Okay, back to work!” Your teacher exclaimed and patted Taehyung’s shoulder.
All you could think about for the rest of class was how Taehyung called you pretty. It would be safe to say you failed that physics test.
Finally, the bell rang. Luckily, your next period was study hall so you could get to know this Taehyung guy. Taehyung checked his phone while you were packing your bags. His lockscreen was a picture of a fluffy puppy with its tongue sticking out.
“Oh my god, that puppy is so cute! Is it yours?” You exclaimed hands clasped over your mouth in adoration.
“Yeah! His name is Yeontan! I got him as a present for winning regionals a few months ago. He’s adorable, isn’t he?” Taehyung stood closer to you so you could get a better look at the picture on his phone. His shoulder brushed against yours and you devoured the smell of his crisp cologne. He opened up an album titled “YEONTANIE~~” and scrolled through a few photos. If he weren’t standing next to you, you would’ve been texting up a storm to Julie about how hard you were falling for this boy. From the coffee shop moment to the fact that he doesn’t hold back from blatantly flirting with you to the fact that his best friend was his puppy, all of it screamed boyfriend material.
“Shouldn’t we get going, Y/N?” Taehyung turned to you and playfully tugged on a strand of your hair.
“Yeah, totally forgot we were in school…follow me!” You grabbed his arm and briskly speed-walked out of the classroom. On your way to the library, girls stopped in their tracks and whispered to their friends.
“Holy shit, who is he?” “You think he’s single?” “No way, look at how he’s ogling over the girl he’s with.”
Through the corner of your eye, you could tell that Taehyung was staring at you. You blushed, for the millionth time, and let go of his arm. He lunged forward and opened the library door for you.
“This way, mademoiselle,” Taehyung said in a goofy French accent.
Although the two of you had only known each other for a few hours, there was some connection between you two that made you feel so comfortable being around him.
“Thanks,” you said, blushing.
“The pleasure is all mine.”
Two weeks after I promised I would post…wow good job me ;)
I wanna make a pt 2 so lmk if you would like one!
Thank you for reading! ♥✰
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hey bby glad you're back!! taehyung is bein a lil shit and bias wRECKINg me rn so may i request a lil somethin somethin for him??? please and thank uuuuu
You got it!!!! 💓💓💓
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requests ?!!?
Hi!!!!
I’m currently accepting requests!
It could be anything like a reaction, MTL, drabble, series, au, etc. from any genre! Excited to hear what yall want!!
you can request here!!!! :)
#bts#bangtan#bangtan sonyeondan#requests open#kpop#kpop fanfic#bts fanfic#bts fluff#im free for like five days pls request something so i dont die of boredom lmao
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I'm so happy you are back! Please don't overwalk yourself, okay? 💓 we will wait for your next scenario as long as you want, don't worry 😊
omgomgomg thank you!! The sweet messages I keep getting make me smile every day! I’ll try to manage my time wisely so I can post as often as I can. I’m writing a fic rn but it might take some time to be completed..have a nice day!
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You are backkkk!!!! We missed you so much!!! Why did you leave us so suddenly? 😭
Hell ya!! I felt really empty while I was inactive and I missed interacting w you lovelies so much!! I didn’t mean to leave for so long, it’s just that I went on unexpected trips and then school started and I became swamped with schoolwork (still am tbh). Buuuuut, my creative juices are flowing again and I’m excited to talk with you guys more often!!!! 💞💕💞
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Omg you are finally back!!! How are you? How have you been? I missed you!!
I’m doing well!!! Thank you for asking! I missed you guys sososo much!!!!!!!!! Glad to be back!!!! :’)
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Fashionably Late
genre: fluff
member: seokjin
words: 1037
“Not now, doll. We are so fashionably late.”
eeeeeee I didn’t wanna post this but since I’m heckin busy this week I’ll just upload stuff that’s been aging in my cluttered drafts. Enjoy!
“Y/N, are you ready yet? It’s time to go!” Seokjin whined from the living room.
“Just a minute, hun! I’m almost done!” you replied, hastily applying eyeliner.
“Dinner will start soon and we can’t be late! Y/N, can you hear my stomach growling? It feels like my belly’s gnawing at my insides. I’m pretty much dying over here!”
“I know...for once it’s not you that’s making us late,” you retorted, still rushing in front of the vanity.
Spritzing a little perfume on your skin, you turned to the side and analyzed your outfit. You were wearing a new baby pink satin two-piece. The skirt hugged your curves ever so gently as to cover just enough for the public, but the top was skimpy enough to tease your boyfriend. Seokjin thoroughly enjoyed flaunting himself and his girlfriend in public, but when it came to dresses and other fancy attire, he made sure to trap you in the house unless you were wearing something he bought and approved for you. He was obsessed with taking you shopping and bringing you home for a little fashion show. He would pour some wine and allow you to strut around the house in his findings. He would cheer you on and compliment everything about you, always looking for more ways to boost your confidence. To put it mildly, Seokjin was a very confident person.
Earlier this month, you were walking downtown with him when you came across an incredible sunset. Jin asked an elderly couple to take a picture with his phone. You stepped into frame to be in the snap with him but he playfully pushed you away, claiming that he didn’t have enough storage to fit two people on his screen. Afterwards, you revengefully sent the members a naked picture of him as a baby in a bathtub. Taehyung printed out several copies of the image and hung them around the studio. To say the least, Jin wasn’t very amused. He refused to step inside the building until every image was taken down and shredded. Namjoon managed to preserve one, which he framed and is currently hidden in a bathroom cabinet for “strength and confidence.” Embarrassing him was the best way to keep his cockiness in check.
You, on the other hand, were not a confident person at all. In large crowds, you always hid behind Seokjin and allowed him to do the talking. His shoulders were a blessing and a very effective shield mechanism. He hated that you were so shy and insecure. Sometimes, he would even get frustrated with you when you complained about your appearance.
“Jagi, what are you even talking about? I adore your hair! It’s supposed to be poofy! I love the way that one curl twists opposite of the rest, like it wants to stand out and be noticed. I want you to be noticed. I want people to stop and stare as you pass by. I want them to think, What did I do in my past life to be graced by her beauty?!”
Seokjin would put a lot of effort into trying to make you feel beautiful. He wanted you to see yourself the way he does, as the intelligent, caring, and stunning goddess that you truly are. That’s why he was ecstatic when he heard the news that Namjoon was hosting a fancy dinner tonight. When Seokjin got the invitation, he immediately took you shopping for the perfect outfit. And apparently, it really was the most beautiful set.
With you hair, makeup, and nails done, you already felt gorgeous. Not to mention how the finely crafted outfit he hand-picked for you was glorifying you from every angle. The pastel color was doing wonders for your skin tone. It fit your body to mask what you wanted to conceal and flaunt everything you wanted to be seen. Your confidence skyrocketed within the past fifteen minutes. Seokjin was a damn good boyfriend and a damn good fashionista.
“Y/N!!! Let me see you! If we’re gonna miss the party I might as well see what you’ve been doing that’s been taking so long!” your boyfriend shouted. You could hear his footsteps nearing the bathroom.
The two of you opened the door simultaneously and you nearly fell down because of the force Seokjin exerted when he yanked on the door.
You straightened out your dress and beamed at him. You haven’t felt this beautiful in a long time.
Seokjin gulped hard and shoved his hands in his pockets. “God, I have never seen anything more angelic than this. Are you even real?” he gushed as he grazed your arms with his hands. “I could stand here and stare at you forever. The longer I look the more I fall in love with you. Shit, I think my heart's gonna explode.”
He moved one hand to cup your burning red cheek. You nuzzled into his palm and closed your eyes. You wished this moment would last forever. It almost did until Seokjin’s watch beeped.
You opened your eyes and glanced at the clock on his watch. “Holy shit. Jinnie, we should probably go now...I’m sure everyone’s already seated. Namjoon is definitely worried about us.”
“Wait! I haven’t shown you your shoes yet! I wanted to keep this part a secret.” He scurried to the closet and came back with a white Chanel box. You glared at him for spending so much money as you undid the ribbon keeping the box closed. What you saw in front of you made your jaw drop. You ran shaking fingers over the soft, black velvet. You literally moaned at the detailed floral embroidering. The colors matched perfectly with the rest of your outfit and you were dying to feel the luxurious shoes hug your feet. To say you were a shoe fanatic would be an understatement.
Your boyfriend kneeled down and helped you slide into your new heels. He held your hand and helped you stand. Your eyes darted down to your feet and then back to his plump lips. You leaned in for a kiss but felt his index finger press against your tender flesh instead.
“Not now, doll. We are so fashionably late.”
Again, sorry I’m not as active! My tennis tournament is wearing me out. (｡•́︿•̀｡)
Thank you for reading + I hope you enjoyed it! Requests are open! :)
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the floor is giving eternal attention, love, and appreciation to kim seokjin
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Of course I don't mind, I'll be waiting patiently :) thank you ❤❤❤ and good luck!
thank you 💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓have a nice day🌷
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The most beautiful moment in life 2015.4.29 ー FOREVER
my original work
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Okay so can you one where you are Hoseok's best friend and you are in love with him and all he's been talking about is Tinashe and how perfect she is and you are jealous but you just let it go since you know Hoseok only has a crush on her and nothing else but one day you see that his desktop screen is a pic of her and he said he was going to collaborate with her soon so you start distancing yourself from him since not only you are hurting yourself with this but also feel really selfish for 1/2
Oooh I really love this request! I want to see a movie of it! Please be patient as I’ll be at a tennis tournament next week and I want to make this story perfect! Hopefully I can write it by the end of next week but we’ll see...Hope you don’t mind xoxo 💫
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Masterlist
Hi everyone! I haven’t written a lot yet so I don’t feel entitled to make this post but I’m editing my blog to make it mobile-friendly! I’m still working my way around tumblr so please excuse these little blunders whoops...
-seokjin
just the beginning {fluff}
fashionably late {fluff}
lunch date {coming soon}
-yoongi
midnight confessions {fluff}
glowing {angst}
-hoseok
bein’ peachy {fluff}
innocent flirting {fluff} pt 1 | pt 2
-namjoon
drowning {angst}
how to: kim daily {coming soon}
-jimin
let’s get coffee {fluff}
full speed ahead {angst/fluff}
-taehyung
stares {angst/fluff} pt 1 | pt 2
caramel macchiato {fluff}
shopping !! {coming soon}
-jungkook
three twenty-four a.m. {fluff}
shy baby {coming soon}
#bts#masterlist#bts masterlist#jeon jungkook#kim taehyung#park jimin#kim namjoon#jung hoseok#min yoongi#kim seokjin#kpop
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