#jungkook hanahaki au
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The Language of Flowers
Pairing: Jungkook x Reader
Genre: Angst
↳ 9.5k / Hanahaki AU
⇨ Hanahaki (pre-existing concept): a fictional disease in which an individual will cough up flowers after experiencing unrequited love.
Warnings: heavy angst, discussions of illness/surgery, implied smut (on the explicit end)
Love is funny.
It blossoms unexpectedly, spontaneously conjuring up within seconds. A spur of the moment, which draws in budding affection. Love at first sight, that flourishes into sparks of tender electricity. Or simply an unexpected encounter, getting spun into something more meaningful.
It develops, it grows. It becomes so much more as the handles of time spiral, adoration and devotion thrown into the mix and creating everlasting bliss.
Until of course, it becomes long term, its longevity and commitment spanning an entire lifetime.
You glance around, pupils revolving around the blooming garden. There are long tables lined into rows, draped with lilac silk material and decorated with bright yellow flowers. Amongst them, an array of individuals are seated, chattering with one another.
You find her closer to the fencing, where fairy lights are looped and a giant white board stands, the word ‘Engaged’ written in bold cursive purple.
“Aera.” She turns around, dressed in a short white lace dress with a small tiara resting on her black hair, making her appear like a princess. Her eyes are wide, having been in mid-conversation before she heard your voice call out to her.
Her lips tug into a huge smile upon seeing your tender look, moving forward to envelop you into a hug. “Y/N!”
You hug her back, “Thank you so much for coming. It wouldn’t have been possible without you.”
“Don’t say that.” You sheepishly chuckle, but she presses on.
“Oh, come on, you’re the one that introduced me to him.”
You dismiss her, “I just introduced you two, you were the one to take it a step further.”
Taking a step back, you gesture to the entire display of the white board and a bubbly laugh emerges from her.
“Let me at least give you some credit.”
“Fine, maybe I helped a little.” You retort and she grins at your acceptance.
A low voice cuts through your conversation.
“I moved the balloons like you wanted, the decorator said–”
A young man appearing to be within his twenties emerges, donning a white dress shirt with a black tie and pants. His dark hair is styled and parted back, brows furrowed and doe eyes swirling with focus.
It doesn’t take you a second later to whisper his name.
“Jungkook?”
He halts his steps, frozen by the sound of his name. Head snapping up, recognition flows through his orbs.
Within a heartbeat, he shutters out. “Y-Y/N?”
Aera darts her eyes between both of you, taken aback with the familiarity with a frown.
“Do the two of you know each other?”
“Ah– yes,” You quickly clarify, “We work together.”
“Yeah, we do.” He replies, scratching the back of his neck. “I wasn’t expecting to see you here…”
“Well, I am friends with the bride.” You chuckle.
Aera pitches in, placing a hand on Jungkook’s shoulder. “And she introduced me to Sunoo, Kookie!”
He stiffens. “I see…”
“How do the two of you know each other?” You ponder, surprised by their proximity. If anything, you at least knew that Jungkook was greatly distant at work, never really going out of his way to speak to anyone.
Aera warmly smiles, looping her arm around Jungkook’s, “Let me reintroduce you to the Jeon Jungkook,” She gazes at him with tender eyes, “My childhood friend and the person dearest to my heart…“
Pausing, she adds in, “–after Sunoo, of course.”
You nod understandably, but Jungkook lets out a low cough.
“I-I should go,” He brings up, “See if the decorator needs any more help.”
You watch as he loops out of her arm, swiftly turning around without another word.
A pout surfaces on Aera’s lips, like she wanted him to stay longer with you.
But then she turns and catches your intrigued gaze, orbs brightening up in an instant. She dips into conversation once more as if he never left, occupied with showcasing the giant ring that now sits on her third finger.
Yet if you had been paying enough attention, you would have noticed the flicker of dread in Jungkook’s eyes.
***
As you attempt to catch up with Aera, it’s not long before she’s being whisked away by her husband-to-be, who you warmly greet with a smile.
Being left alone, you decide to head over to one of the side tables, setting down the gift you had bought for them before filtering through all the guests to find your seat.
Locating an empty one on the same table Aera and Sunoo would be at, you sit down and take a napkin, carefully placing it down onto your lap.
From the corner of your eye, you catch sight of Jungkook. He glances around, doe eyes frantic and lips pursed. He awkwardly lingers for a moment – like he was debating on being there, unsure of where to look or where to go.
It’s surprising to you, considering only moments ago he was effortlessly navigating himself to the decorator’s instructions.
You hesitate for a moment, knowing the two of you aren’t particularly close. However, as his confusion spins by the minute, you ultimately decide it wouldn’t be so bad and give in.
“Jungkook!” You call out, watching his train of vision fall onto you. Taking out a chair next to you, your hand waves over with a warm smile.
Jungkook glances around one more time, before walking over with his head ducked down.
Instead of taking the one beside you, he takes the one on the opposite side – the one that is furthest away from Aera.
You raise a brow, wondering why he didn’t want to sit closer to the bride and of course, his childhood friend, but you freeze when your orbs land on his appearance.
His eyes are glossed over, tinged with red. They almost seem hollow, dark circles collecting underneath them and his shoulders are caved in.
“Are–…” You quickly glance around, words dropping into a whisper before leaning in, “Are you okay?”
Jungkook’s pupils snap back into life and he furiously nods, shifting uncomfortably away from you.
“Y-Yeah, I’m okay.” He sniffles, voice coming out hoarse. His field of vision lands on the decorations upon the table, features straining with dismay, “I’m just allergic to the flowers.”
Your own eyes follow his line of sight, falling onto the beautiful, bright yellow petals. In fact, they’re littered everywhere – from the long tables lined up, to the blooming garden, to even attached to the white board that sits in the front.
“Tulips,” You remark, “Aera’s–”
“Favorite flower.” He mumbles, pupils focused down on his fidgeting hands and not bothering to take a glance at them.
An involuntary harsh cough escapes his throat.
You lean over, grabbing a jug full of water and a glass, filling it up. Tapping him on the shoulder, he looks up, fatigue radiating deep within his irises before they morph into surprise.
He takes the glass hesitantly, muttering a small thank you before you turn your attention back to the front, watching all the guests take their places as the food gets served.
Save for the few occasional glances stemming from concern, you and Jungkook don’t say another word to each other for the rest of the duration.
***
The evening spins away – dinner is all served and more guests pool in. You occasionally smile, greeting new people and munching down on the contents placed in front of you.
Amongst all this, Aera is attached to Sunoo, a tender smile on her features as they deeply gaze into each other’s eyes and beam with so much sweet affection.
You grin when she calls for you to take a picture with the two to them, instantly leaving your table and trudging over. Looping your arm with Aera and standing opposite to Sunoo, all three of you smile as the photographer’s flash goes off.
“You two look really good together.” You comment and Aera giggles, eyes crinkling in the direction of her to-be-husband.
She leans closer to him, brushing his lips against hers for a kiss. Sunoo follows suit, clasping onto her hands.
They radiate the to-be-wed glow, encased in their own bubble of infectious love and happiness. It’s joyous for anyone to watch, to see two people be so utterly and completely in love with each other.
At least, that’s what you think.
As you turn to greet another one of Aera’s friends, you catch a flash of movement from the corner of your eyes.
You blink, but then there’s a tap against your shoulder.
“Y/N,” Aera asks, her head surveying around, “Do you know where Jungkook is?”
You swivel, mimicking her puzzlement. “I-I’m not sure…”
“That’s too bad, I wanted to take a picture with him.” Aera remarks and a frown lines your lips. You had just seen Jungkook sitting by the table by himself moments ago, but now he’s up and disappeared, just when the photographer had started taking photos.
You sigh, not understanding his train of thought.
Turning to Aera, you give her a quick reassured smile. “Focus on Sunoo, I’ll go find him for you.”
She breaks into a huge relieved grin and nods, returning to her husband’s side.
Spinning around, you walk in the opposite direction.
Your head darts back and forth.
You had entered into the side building, the one adjacent to the garden where the engagement party was being held. It’s empty save for the occasional workers or bystanders you pass, either trying to help set up or busy conversing with one another. However, you don’t find the head of dark hair and pair of doe eyes you’re trying to locate, simply left mulling if he had truly decided to leave.
That is, until there’s a black tie resting near the soles of your feet.
You pick it up in suspicion, instantly recognizing it as the same one Jungkook had donned when you had met him prior in the evening.
Peering around while gripping the tie, you wonder why it was so clumsily thrown onto the ground, as if he didn’t care about where it ended up–
The sound of retching startles you.
You glance around, wondering if you had imagined it. But then you hear it – a low choked sob, and your feet are gyrating, ears keenly picking up on the sound.
Your feet falter for a moment, having stopped right in front of the men’s bathroom.
Biting down your bottom lip, you cautiously push against the door, darting your pupils around.
It's completely empty, save for one stall in the far corner.
Your heels click against the ground, turning to face it. Noticing it slightly open, you raise your hand, preparing to knock and ask him if he was okay, if he has perhaps consumed too much alcohol than expected, or if he needed anything – infinite questions ready to tumble out of your lips.
But that’s when you feel a slight flutter against your foot.
Peering down curiously, you breath hitches and you nearly stumble back.
For there’s a fragrant and beautiful, bright yellow petal there.
Hand quivering, you lightly push against the door.
It opens, and your mouth falls agape at the sight.
Jungkook is on his knees, hunched over the toilet, completely surrounded by yellow flowers. His eyes are squeezed shut, shudders running through his body and tears pooling into his eyes. Despite being very tall, his frame looks small and cramped, sweat clinging to his temples.
You thought it was all fake, a disease so rare that it could be considered a myth. But the flowers spilling out from his coughing lips is enough to reel you back into reality, cementing that it was all true – all the puzzling pieces of information stemming from the rumors, all the hushed whispers of unrequited love.
You were wrong, so utterly wrong.
Your hands cover your mouth, voice only managing to come out in a shakingly whisper.
“O-Oh my god….”
Jungkook heaves as the last flower slips out, finally noticing your presence as his eyes snap back.
Your widened ones make contact with his half-lidded orbs, which expand into complete horror.
***
You don’t remember how long it took – how long you merely stood there, glancing at his horror stricken irises with a mix of terror and confusion in your own. You had watched as his eyes diverted away, a deep flush coating his skin as he had leaned back, gripping the edge of the wall for dear support.
“Tulips.” You had murmured, “Aera’s–”
“Favorite flower.” He croaks, a harsh rasp to his voice. His quivering hands reach out, attempting to scoop up the remaining flowers on the ground.
His pupils widened when your shaking ones reached out as well, gaze concentrated as you discard them into the toilet can. But he continues, ensuring each and every single petal had been collected before rising to his feet, wobbling a bit as he turns to flush the contents away for good.
You had quietly trailed out of the bathroom, walking behind his light footsteps.
A moment of silence overtakes you as you reach the opposite side of the building, far from where there are guests celebrating the new engagement. The fresh breeze weaves through your hair, nipping at your skin and offering a change of atmosphere.
Jungkook seems to like it as well, a content sigh leaving him as opposed to the profuse spilling of flowers inside a cramped stall he was experiencing just moments ago.
A thousand questions are ready to burst out from you, but amongst them is one that already has an answer.
“I-Is it…” You warily gaze at him, “...Aera?”
Jungkook visibly gulps, fear echoing deep in his doe irises. You’re startled when he snatches onto your wrist, grip tightening as his eyes desperately scan your expression.
“Please…” He inhales, “Please don’t tell her...”
You slowly nod, gaze still trained on him as his shoulders slump down, relief flooding his body.
Your voice drops into a whisper, “H-How long has this been going on…?”
Jungkook’s lip thin out, and his gaze is on the ground.
Sucking in a breath, he reveals the answer that has a harsh gasp escaping you.
“A year.”
“A year?!” You sharply repeat, “Jungkook, how are you still alive?”
Your coworker had been quietly suffering the effects for a whole entire year, delving within his own misery and attempting to live a normal life as the disease ate away at him.
He shakes his head, like he didn’t want your thoughts invading his mind, “Why haven’t you just gotten the surgery?”
“I-I can’t…” He whispers, brows furrowing.
“Why not?” You press forward, concern filling you to the brim, “The rumors say that hanahaki consumes the individual’s lungs within a year, leading their entire system to shut down–”
“Because I can’t, Y/N.” His words are louder and firmer, but there’s guilt swimming in his orbs. “I…I don’t want to forget her.”
Your lips pursue, knowing what the rumors had to say about the surgery. That along with all the flowers, each and every memory is taken, ripped out of the patient’s mind until they have no more recollection of the feelings, the love they had once felt for their person.
Which means Jungkook’s only other alternative would be for Aera to reciprocate his feelings.
Your stomach churns, guilt radiating out from you.
“She can’t love you back…” You whisper and Jungkook’s eyes snap up, brimming with despair.
“She’s engaged now, and I…I can't take it all away from her,” He hurriedly explains, voice shrinking down into an anguished whisper, “Not when I love her so much...”
“But…are you just going to let yourself die?”
He has no other option. The fonder his heart grows, so do the petals, spreading out within his airway until his breathing is completely constricted. Without the removal surgery or reciprocated feelings, he’s caged – left to fight the disease on his own until he ultimately succumbs to it, drawing out his last breath in the name of the same love.
Jungkook is silent, your words lingering within the empty space between you.
He continues to remain silent, but then his features twist and something snaps.
His eyes are glossed over, shoulders hunched as he chokes out a sob.
You’re startled, but you realize it then and there.
He knows he’s resigned to his fate and at this point, all he can do is receive the illness that’s marred his pathway with flowers.
You’re not very close to Jungkook, but it doesn’t hold you back from outstretching your arms, hands wrapping around his torso as the tears stream down his eyes, form violently trembling.
Aera’s eyes had sparked up when you returned with Jungkook following suit. You watch with dismay as he places a hand on her shoulder, a weak smile on his lips. Jungkook’s condition is obvious, there’s dark circles underneath his eyes, his skin pale and fatigue running deep in his shoulders. But he continues to pose for the photo, not ignoring Aera’s plea to take more with her husband.
Sunoo stands on the other side of them, sharing Aera’s tender smile when she glances at him. Jungkook’s lip twitches, smile slightly faltering.
As the evening draws to an end, your gaze is attached to Jungkook’s every movement, watching him turn on his heels and begin to take the various decorations down. All as Aera and Sunoo have their arms wrapped around each other, fondly staring down at the rings on their hands.
A bitter taste lingers on your lips.
It stays for a while – even as you���re knocking on Jungkook’s door the next day.
To be honest, you’re not sure what you're trying to accomplish. Jungkook and you were merely coworkers, bypassing each other occasionally or conversing through cubicles when work called for it.
But there’s a piece of you deep inside that can't help but feel awful. Awful that in a way you were the one to resign him to the fate of his disease with your own actions, pointing out to Aera that there was a guy you knew back in your college days together that would be her type, even helping out to get his number for her.
Conversely, even though you weren't aware of Jungkook’s existence in her life, the image of him hunched over, trembling as the flowers endlessly poured around and circled his sobbing form, is hauntingly ingrained inside your mind, a deep chill running through your spine anytime the memory plays.
The door swings open, revealing a started Jungkook.
Knowing what you know now, makes it hard to look at him. He still looks exhausted, the deep circles underneath his eyes ever most present and his skin drained of life. You suspect he’s even lost weight from the last handful of times you’ve seen him at work, the disease taking its sweet time to slowly break him down, bit by bit, till his lungs are full and bursting with flowers.
“W-What are you doing here?”
You take in a deep breath, “You’re off from work, right? To be here for the wedding.”
Aera’s wedding is closer to the end of the month, set seven days after the engagement.
Seven days left until hanahaki runs its full course of a year, the victim falling prey to its effects and their lungs being forever constricted.
He slowly nods, “I thought we could go out, do something aside from wedding preparations.”
Jungkook goes silent and you gnaw on your bottom lip. You knew that the wedding plans were still going on, that Aera would need assistance from the two of you, but you know he’s spending all this time helping the very person he loves, without ever getting to be with her.
You wonder if he’ll protest, if he’ll remark that she needs him and that he needs her, that there’s no way he can halt the planning process for his own needs.
But Jungkook heavily exhales, and you wonder if he can see the pity in your eyes.
“Okay.” He simply utters, much to your surprise. He widens the door, letting you in before swiveling, attempting to look for his jacket.
You stand rather awkwardly by the front of his apartment, pleasantly surprised to find the black and white layout of the place, with everything appearing meticulously organized. It’s almost too clean, not a speck of dirt in sight.
However, the layout seems too simplistic, the black and white not contrasting well with the sunlight that tries to pour in, appearing more bleak and empty for your own liking.
It feels lonely.
You press your lips together, a grimace running through you. How long has he been quietly suffering by himself, keeping distance from others? The Jungkook you know wouldn’t even attend events or go out for drinks with everyone else post-work, but now he’s submerged within guests everyday and next to the person he loves, suppressing flowers from spewing out.
Jungkook emerges soon, throwing on a black jacket. Stepping outside with you, he lets out a sharp cough, rubbing his throat with a wince.
“Where to?” He ponders, looking at you with his big doe eyes.
You shrug, “Coffee?”
He nods, and you lead him to the local coffee shop you’ve frequented a couple of times after work, one that’s more closed in and has cozy booths. It isn't popular by any means, only a few individuals occupying the seats, but it’s something you notice Jungkook relishes in from the corner of your eyes, form visibly easing from the low amount of prying looks.
You order your drinks, asking Jungkook what he wanted and he simply murmurs that anything was okay. Within minutes, two lattes are handed to you and you join him by the booth he’s seated at, a deep frown marring your lips.
“What’s wrong?” He asks, and you wince, pushing the drink closer to him.
“Sorry…I didn’t realize this cafe also did coffee art.”
Jungkook's eyes are wide as the drink comes in front of him, a foamy little white heart greeting his line of vision.
The corner of his mouth curls up.
“It’s okay.” He remarks, “I think it’s rather cute.”
You look at him in surprise, but he’s already bringing the drink up to his lips, cautiously taking a sip from the heated mixture.
The words blurt out before you can stop them.
“I’m really sorry.”
He halts, placing the drink down. “Y/N, I said it was okay–”
“No, not that.” You harshly swallow, “I-I’m sorry…about Aera…”
He stares at you perplexed and you explain, “I was the one to bring her and Sunoo together. I knew both of them and thought they would work well as a couple.”
Your eyes flutter shut, biting down on your lip, “If only I had known about your relationship with her, I could have–”
“Y/N.” He stops your train of thought, hand brushing against yours. You immediately stare down at it, and he notices, sheepishly removing it in an instant as his complexion dusts pink.
He clears his throat, “Don’t apologize. Me and Aera…we were never meant to be, even if you stepped in.”
You stare at him, “We were friends for years…and even as I came to realize my feelings recently, Aera never once felt the same for me, no matter what I did.” He chuckles bitterly, “I was always Jungkook, her childhood friend, and nothing more.”
Anguish spreads over his features and your heart sinks. You can imagine a younger Jungkook, gaze filled with adoration and affection for the girl, desperately seeking for something, anything to be similarly reflected in her own eyes.
Remorse flickers over you, “But I can imagine Sunoo’s sudden appearance wasn’t all that great for you...”
Jungkook’s gaze falls down, a soft yet wistful smile on his lips. “It confirmed a lot for me, mainly that this disease was going to turn out to be more permanent than I had initially assumed.”
You bite back your words, wanting to tell him that it isn’t just permanent, that the disease would reside with him until he finally succumbs to it.
But you can’t bring yourself to, not when there’s so much hurt swirling in his eyes, the disease already physically manifesting itself against his own wishes.
At his silence, you sit up straighter, desperate to change the topic of conversation you had to spring up.
“What do you do outside of work?” You question, “Do you have any hobbies or anything?”
Anything you do to cope? – you can only silently wonder.
Your questions catches him off guard. “Not really…” He deeply ponders, “At the most, I’ve been just working…and of course, helping Aera when I had time off.”
You nod, features twisting. But then his eyes light up.
“Sometimes I like to game.”
“Game?” You blink and he slowly nods, sipping down on his latte. “I could have never taken you for a gamer.”
Something you wouldn’t have expected from the quiet man who would bump shoulders with you at work.
“It’s fun, I like playing games online.” He states, “It helps not having to worry about…”
His face sours as he gestures to himself and you quickly nod, not wanting him the chance to fill in the blanks.
“Maybe you could show me sometime.” You suggest, and he looks at you surprised. To be fair, you don’t know the first thing about online gaming, but watching Jungkook’s expression change, having some spark of joy, is too much for you to miss out on.
A soft smile lines his lips. “Sure.”
You mimic his smile, bringing the remains of the latte to your lips.
Aera is to be married soon, Jungkook knows that.
As such, he’s aware that moments with her are consistent, that she gazes into his eyes with a wide smile regularly, making his heart skip far too many beats.
But what he is pleasantly unaware of is just how involved you are, unabashedly seeking him out when you need assistance with picking up favors for the wedding.
“There should be at least a hundred candles wrapped with thank you notes,” You mumble, brows furrowed together as you read the text off your phone. The sun is bright and shining down, a light breeze lingering in the air that truthfully makes his chest feel lighter.
You glance up, confused eyes connecting with his wide ones. “I can’t open them to check, right?”
He shakes his head, “I don’t think so.”
“But then how do I know they made them properly?” You gesture towards the box resting before his feet in exasperation.
Letting out a huff, you shake your head. “I swear, this whole wedding business is so much more complicated than it really needs to be.”
A light chuckle resonates through the air and you stare at Jungkook in astonishment, watching at how the corners of his eyes crinkle.
“Believe me, I know.” He chides, leaning down to pick up the box. “I’ve been helping to plan this wedding for months.”
“For months?” You question in puzzlement, reaching out to help him balance it. However, he pushes your hands away, gesturing for you to let him carry it.
You frown, but oblige when he starts to walk. “That must have been so stressful. I’ve been only helping out for the last couple of weeks and it’s already making me want to rip my hair out.”
The corners of his lips tugs up and you continue, the words escaping you before you can stop. “Why would you go to such lengths?”
You freeze in an instant, already knowing the reason as to why.
“–Sorry,” You quickly retract, “I-I didn’t mean it like that…”
Jungkook shakes his head, almost feeling something akin to amusement.
His condition is supposed to be a secret, a taboo of a disease and something he’s never uttered a single word to another soul. He supposes that you’re different, that you weren’t someone he told out of his own volition, but rather someone that stumbled upon it.
Which gives him no reason to hide from you. That, and the fact that you’re so mindful about his potential reactions.
“Don’t worry about it.” He simply says, but picks up on the curiosity swirling within your orbs.
“If I can ask…how difficult has it been? Planning all this and dealing with…”
You wave your finger into the air, letting the sentence complete itself and it makes him want to smile.
“It’s kind of hard to explain…” He murmurs, falling deep into thought, “I know Aera doesn’t love me, but I still want to see her happy, you know?”
A low chuckle leaves him, gaze downcasting. “I guess that makes me sound really stupid.”
“No, not at all.” You justify, “You’re right, it’s hard to explain and even harder for someone like me to understand, but you’ve known Aera for so long, and I can imagine that you care a lot about her…”
– and that your love runs deeper than you probably would have imagined – you silently think.
He hums, glancing around as you cross the street together, your eyes focusing onto his backside.
After a moment of contemplation, you speak up.
“You know, I really hope I’m not causing you any trouble.” You explain, “I know talking about it can be–”
“It’s okay.” He replies, “I don’t mind, you’re…really easy to talk to.
You’re surprised by the soft smile he holds while glancing in your direction, but it’s one that you don’t hesitate to return.
A bright yellow flower lands right in front of your face.
You and Jungkook both jolt, the elderly woman in front of you holding a wide grin. It’s only then you realize that you’re near a boutique, selling flowers to those passing by.
“These beautiful tulips are fresh,” She states, attempting to play matchmaker as both you and Jungkook flush, “It’s said they represent unconditional love.”
You blink, the scent of the flowers being shoved right into your faces. Jungkook stills, holding in his breath as his form slightly trembles.
You clear your throat immediately, pushing them away.
“We’re okay.” You take a step back, “I’m allergic to flowers.”
She grimaces, realization donning upon her that neither of you meant business. You don’t think twice, grabbing Jungkook's wrist and whisking him away from the deeply fragrant area.
It’s only when you walk a good handful of steps away that Jungkook tugs on you, a sheepish look on his features that has your confused eyes widening.
You let go of him, “Sorry.”
He softly shakes his head. “It’s okay.”
His head turns, gaze concentrated on the store from a distance.
The next question leaving his lips has you taken aback, “What’s your favorite flower, Y/N?”
You deeply mull over it, drawing a blank. “I-I can’t say I have one….”
He ponders over it and your eyes flicker over to him, “What about you?”
“Ah–” He lightly laughs, scratching the back of his neck. Your eyes widen when he places the box down and takes hold of his sleeve, rolling it back a few inches.
An array of images greet you immediately, but among them is a giant orangish-red flower carved into his forearm.
“It’s my birth flower.” He informs.
You stare at it in pure awe and wonder, the ink swirling his skin beautifully.
Your voice comes out in a whisper, “What is it called?”
“The tiger flower.”
You hum, still looking at it in fascination. “Wow…it’s amazing.”
Jungkook silently watches, oddly feeling exposed for suddenly revealing an important piece of himself to you. But as he notices your irises brightening and lips curving up, he can’t help but warmly smile, his chest swelling with pride underneath your observations.
Ending up at Jungkook’s apartment becomes a staple for you.
You don’t know how or when, but through figuring out the delivery for the cake to ensuring you had enough tables for the RSVP'd guests, your messages to Jungkook would occasionally stray over to pondering over how he was doing. His responses always ended in simple reassurances, much to your own dismay, but then he would stray too, bringing up that if you ever felt like coming over again, you could.
At first, you didn’t want to be rude by declining, but then it became to the point where Jungkook expects you, swinging open to his door non-chantlently.
“Did you eat yet?”
Entering inside, you shake your head and he turns, heading into his kitchen. You glance around, ultimately deciding to sit on his couch.
There’s a table right next to it, a handful of picture frames that have your heart twisting.
They stand out in the midst of his bleak apartment, having an odd touch of hearth to them. There’s different age ranges – roughly around ages nine, twelve, fifteen – all of Aera and Jungkook together. There’s ones of them as small children, bright eyed with huge smiles, to ones where they’re a bit older, smiles turning warm and eyes tender. You muse at how adorable Jungkook looked when he was younger, a light to his crinkled eyes that you don’t really see much anymore.
His footsteps pad into the room, two bowls of instant ramen in his hands. You swivel around and his eyes catch the movement, but if anything he’s learned, it’s that you’re naturally very curious, surprise not even crossing him.
“We can go to my room,” He gestures to the doorway across the hall, “I already have my computer set up.”
You frown, rising from your seat and following behind him. The room is dark, all the lights turned off save for some sunlight peeking through his black drapes, and you’re astonished to find his room just as organized as the rest of his apartment.
Off to the side, there’s a bright lit screen alongside a keyboard that glows different colors.
“Woah.” You mutter and Jungkook hands you your instant ramen, before sitting on the large gaming chair and pulling a seat up for you.
You slurp on your noodles as the game loads. Once it does, his hand revolves around the settings for a moment before he dives into action, his fingertips tapping at an incredible speed across the keyboard and mouse furiously clicking. He seems completely zoned into the game, almost like he had forgotten where he was for a moment.
Nonetheless, you watch with wide eyes as he effortlessly wins the first round, hands coming around to search for his own ramen. He continues to keep playing, pupils never once leaving the monitor and you’re fascinated with how well he’s able to multitask.
His eyes connect with yours, a grin surfacing on his lips. “Want to try?”
Unease fills you, “I don’t know, I’m not the greatest with games–”
“You’ll be fine.” He insists and you nervously nod, giving into his wishes. He gently guides your hand over the mouse, watching you attempting to shoot things with terrible coordination.
It’s when you accidentally shoot someone that was trying to heal you that Jungkook bursts into laughter, a beautiful melodious tone that echoes off the walls.
“I told you I’m terrible!” You protest with a pout, and his laughter still bubbles as he moves behind you.
“Here, let me show you.” His hand laces over yours, effortlessly navigating your character.
You smile at the assistance, watching him cross all the hurdles and play infinitely better in comparison.
You turn to remark about it, but the words die in your throat.
His face is inches away from you, something he notices right away too. Neither of you move, the sounds coming from the game lingering in the background.
Jungkook shifts and you instantly move, your hand hitting your container of noodles.
It spills onto the ground and you immediately get up, clearing your throat.
“I-I’ll go get something to clean it up.” Jungkook simply nods, watching your backside disappear.
You head straight into his kitchen, pressing a hand against your racing heart. Deeply inhaling and exhaling, you glance around for a cloth, locating it on the edge of the counter immediately and turning back.
The doorbell rings.
You blink, hearing the loud sounds of the game coming from Jungkook’s room and wondering if you had imagined it. But then it rings again and you scramble forward, grasping onto the knob.
The sight before you shock you to your core.
Aera stands in front of you, arms crossed and her orbs tinged with cracks of red. They widen at the appearance of you, the shock scattering over her features reflecting your own.
“Y/N?”
“Aera?” You blurt out, wondering what she was doing here.
Her grand wedding is supposed to be in three days, and here she was.
Jungkook’s voice cuts through, “Y/N? Is everything oka–”
You hear his footsteps pad through the apartment before his breath hitches. Aera steps right in at the sight of him, walking straight past you and throwing her arms around his torso.
She sobs loudly and Jungkook’s pupils quiver, making direct eye contact with your confused ones, before awkwardly wrapping his arms around her.
There’s a painful tinge in the center of your chest, but you ignore it.
“S-Sunoo–” Aera sputters out, clutching onto Jungkook tighter. “S-Sunoo and I….we had a fight!”
Jungkook can barely muster out any words, harshly swallowing. Your eyes widen at the reaction, and it’s not long before a cough leaves his lips.
You step forward, placing your hand on her back. “Aera, how about we take this outside?”
Her head tilts, like she had just noticed you’re also in the room.
At her silence, you slowly peel her hands off of Jungkook, who quickly scurries away into the confines of his room.
Aera’s taken aback with response, but nonetheless follows you like a lost puppy.
The moment you’re outside the apartment, she spills. “We ended up fighting, Y/N! Can you imagine?!”
She sobs more, eyes connecting with the door behind you.
“Why won’t Jungkook come out?”
“He’s…not feeling the best.” You wince, unable to come up with a better answer. “You know, you should check in on him every now and then.”
Images of the splattered flowers echo through your mind.
“What’s there to check?” She chuckles, sniffling and wiping her tears, “Jungkook’s always fine.”
Your chest tightens, something unfamiliar brewing.
“No one’s ever always fine.” You grit.
Even if his symptoms weren’t so painfully obvious, there was no way to simply dismiss it all as something mere like work fatigue.
Aera eyes you, baffled by your tone, “Since when have the two of you gotten close?”
You open your mouth a couple of times – unable to muster the exact words for an answer. However, you relent, shaking it away and opting to ask her about Sunoo instead, to which she gladly focuses on.
***
You spend a considerable amount of time coaxing Aera that Sunoo still loved her and that being stressed about wedding planning was completely normal.
She cries continuously and you pat her back, sprouting as much reassurance as you can all while bypassing any of her further inquiries about Jungkook. It seems to help, because soon she’s nodding in agreement as the tears within her eyes begin to dry.
She departs and you manage to head back into the apartment, exhausted beyond belief.
But Jungkook lingers in your mind.
You bolt into his room, heading directly into the connecting bathroom. The door whips open, and your heart clenches at the sight before you.
There’s bright yellow tulips. Everywhere. And Jungkook is in the middle of them, form slouched against the wall with his eyes squeezed shut and sweat sticking to his temples.
You immediately crouch down, placing his weak arm around your neck and helping him to his feet. When he sways, you let him lean his weight against you.
Sitting him down onto his bed, you withdraw into the kitchen to fetch him a glass of water. Reentering the bedroom, his gaze is downcasted and you silently hand him the drink, watching his fingertips curl around the cup.
You then walk back into the bathroom, taking every piece of petal that’s been scattered and throwing it into the toilet can. You flush it down the drain as Jungkook sips on the water, quietly watching you from afar.
You sit down next to him with a deep sigh, silence overtaking the dark room.
A shuddering breath leaves him.
“I started to forget…” He croaks, grasping your attention immediately, “I actually managed to forget about everything for once. The engagement, the wedding, her…”
You remorsefully watch as his eyes flutter shut, noticing the single tear that rolls down his cheek. It propels you to shift forward, wrapping your arms around him comfortingly.
He leans into your touch, head resting on your shoulder and his arm curling around your waist.
There’s a thought that lingers in the back of your mind, seemingly growing louder and louder with every passing minute.
“You know…” He lets out a low hum and you continue, willing all your courage together. “I ended up thinking about a third alternative in curing you.”
Within a heartbeat, he mumbles – “What was it?”
Sucking in a sharp inhale, you let it out.
“For you to fall in love…with someone else.”
His breath hitches, form stiffening underneath your fingertips. You part from him and he slowly raises his head, staring at you impassively.
You fidget underneath his gaze, unable to read his thoughts.
After what feels like an eternity, you slowly pull yourself away from him. It was wrong of you to bring it up and you want to curse yourself for thinking otherwise.
Shuffling your feet, you stand up.
Jungkook’s hand clasps onto yours, tugging you towards him in an instant. Your eyes morph with surprise, but then his lips collide with yours.
It steals your breath away, warmth flooding through you and making you melt at his touch. He tentatively moves against you, lips softly brushing against your own.
He pulls back for a split second, chest rising and falling. But you lean forward, pressing your lips against his once again.
And that’s all it takes to drown.
Jungkook litters kisses all down your jaw and neck, and you find yourself stumbling backwards, back hitting his mattress. It’s only a matter of a few moments before his torso is hovering over you, and you reach up, clutching onto his shoulders.
Your clothes scatter across the room and Jungkook’s bare chest presses against you. He marks your skin in the shape of his lips, all while his name profusely tumbles out of your own. He pushes into you, gently at first, like he has something to prove. You accept him fully, nails sinking into his back as you both climax, an onslaught of gasps and moans escaping the two of you.
His arm wraps securely around your waist, and you're lulled into a deep sleep.
You’re woken to the sound of retching.
A gasp parts from your lips, and you immediately scramble up from the bed, dressed in only the shirt Jungkook had been wearing the night before. You stumble into the bathroom, finding Jungkook hunched over and surrounded with the yellow flowers once again.
However, your breath hitches.
Because this time there’s more of them, and they're all splattered with drops of scarlet.
“Jungkook!” You exclaim, knees buckling down. Placing your hand on his shaking back, you rub it up and down comfortingly.
“I-I was starting to feel b-better…” He chokes out in defeat, hands clutching onto the toilet. A cluster of coughs leave him, his voice disappearing as more and more red stained flowers overflow out.
You attempt to coax him, features twisted from watching him be contorted in so much pain. “It’s okay, Jungkook.” Your hold on him is firm, “We’ll figure it out, don’t worry, we’ll–”
“Y-You don’t understand….” He cries out, "I-I can't, Y/N…."
A deep furrow in your brows form and Jungkook shakes his head, eyes shut as his forehead lulls down, “I-I can’t do this anymore….I-I’m still in love with her."
It feels like someone’s just stabbed you in the heart.
Jungkook doesn’t look at you, entangled in too much shame and agony to dare raise his head and say the same words with your eyes meeting his. The same pair of eyes that discovered him one day and reached out, not letting him stumble on his own anymore.
Orbs glossing over, you rise with shaky legs. The feeling in the pit of your chest twists and knots, spreading through you like a deep ache.
Jungkook can’t say anything, not even at the sound of you grabbing your clothes, the unevenness of your footsteps against his carpet, or the door shutting on your way out from his apartment, the frequency echoing off the walls. His gaze remains fixated on the flowers, even plucking one completely smeared in red, wondering why fate was always so cruel to him – why, in his mind when he’s smiling and laughing with you, Aera’s warm eyes and big smile show up there instead, forever imprinted into his brain.
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You stagger on your way home.
A stream of hot tears roll down your face, with harsh breaths shuddering out of you. Your sobs are thundering and violent, racking through your entire form.
There’s a thousand emotions running through you, leaving your mind completely numb and your body feeling like it’s breaking, scattering into pieces. You wonder how you could have let it gotten to this point, wonder how you could have been so foolish.
Squeezing your eyes shut, you soon arrive at your apartment complex. You can barely unlock the front door, gasping as you stumble in.
You fall right at the entrance, clawing your hands around your throat, eyes rapidly darting and flickering everywhere. The pain accelerates, winding tortuously over and over around your windpipe.
The cord snaps.
A sharp chain of coughs leaves your lips, vibrating down your throat and through your lungs. It morphs into a retch and the contents come spilling forth before you can even blink.
Deeply heaving, you can only stare helplessly at the clutter of bright orangish-red tiger flowers before you.
Love is twisted.
It threatens to find you unexpectedly, spontaneously making you crumble within seconds. It’s a spur of the moment, welcoming in painful affection. Love at first sight, that withers into petals of grief. Or simply an unexpected encounter, getting spun into something that turns your entire world upside down.
It develops, it grows. It becomes so much more, rendering you weak and constricting your breathing, just as the mere thought of it makes you feel sick.
Until of course, it becomes long term, a trail of flowers never leaving your side.
You don’t see Jungkook for the remaining days until the wedding, avoiding him like the plague. He doesn’t reach out, keeping to himself like he’s always done.
However, running into him at the wedding now, is a completely different story.
He’s dressed in a sleek fitted black suit, his hair styled and pushed back. He’s working alongside the caterer, a crease in between his brows as he ensures the food arrives in a timely manner.
You had just entered the venue, eyes scanning around for any indication of where Aera might be.
As cruel as fate would be, your eyes suddenly find his.
You attempt to look away, but it only takes three steps for Jungkook to be right in front of you.
He looks the same, his skin pale and dark circles still underneath his eyes, tiredness running deep through him.
He opens and closes his mouth several times, before quietly asking a question that has you nearly coughing.
“Are…are you okay?”
“I’m fine.” Your voice comes out croaked, immediately taking a step back from him. He catches the movement and you notice it right away – the way his eyes scan all over your face.
You wonder if he can see the fatigue in your shoulders, wonder if he can see the bags starting to form under your eyes, or how pale you seem to have gotten. Wonder if he knows you were throwing up just this morning, mind swirling with thoughts of him and lungs brimming with flowers, unable to loosen the imprint he’s left.
“Are you sure? I–” He reaches out and you flinch, but then a call of your name has you spinning around.
“Aera has been looking for you two.” A woman you instantly recognize as her mother, informs. You nod, ignoring the pleading look in Jungkook’s eyes that just makes your lungs constrict.
After all, you were here for someone else entirely.
But when you and Jungkook follow her into a side room to see Aera completely decked out in a lavious white wedding dress, you can only harshly swallow.
“Y-You look amazing.” You sputter out, and she has a huge, radiant smile.
“Isn’t it lovely?” She chuckles, “I can’t wait until you get married and wear one too, Y/N!”
You know she means well, but your lips are pursued together, not a single word slipping out as you numbingly nod.
She turns to Jungkook, her smile widening, “What do you think, Kookie?”
It catches Jungkook off guard, his gaze previously on you.
A small smile laces on his lips and he answers her genuinely.
“It’s lovely on you, Aera. You look very beautiful.”
She giggles, looping her arm around his.
But you can see everything.
Jungkook’s eyes are tender and warm, fondness radiating out from every fiber of his body. He holds her gently, as if treasuring her was his uttermost priority.
Your breath hitches, a wave of nausea hitting you. There’s nothing you can mutter except a quiet ‘excuse me’ as you’re racing out of the room, hand clamping against your mouth and feet hurriedly filtering through the venue.
You don’t even find a bathroom, yanking open the door to a staff closet before you stumble down, tiger flowers bursting out of your lips. Water builds up in your eyes, hand clutching onto your chest as the retching continues, a deep burn being left behind.
It’s when the flowers slow down, decreasing in volume that you manage to swipe some of the sweat trailing down your temples. Your vision finally focuses through all the tears, small coughs still trembling through your windpipe.
A small gasp behind you has you freezing.
Your half-lidded eyes snap back, finding Jungkook's paralyzed ones. A hand is covering his mouth, his voice quivering.
“Oh my god….”
You don’t have the strength to will your voice to work, barely able to breath in and out with your congested airflow. Jungkook falls to his knees, eyes scanning all over the flowers before flickering up to you.
“You–” He begins, form frantic. “In here…the f-flowers….”
His hand plucks up on the tiger flower, perfectly matching the ink on his skin.
He lets go of the flower and it flutters down to you. His lips move, horror transfixed in his eyes as the realization dawns onto him, hitting him all at once.
“I-I broke you….”
You sniffle, arm coming up to swipe away the tears that have collected in your eyes. But Jungkook is faster, the pads of his thumbs immediately coming up to cup your face, gently brushing them away.
You look up, gaze locked onto his. And you can see everything.
He understands – his pain reflecting yours.
“Jungkook!” He sucks in a breath, head swiveling around to a voice echoing out from the closet. “Where have you been? Everyone’s already taken their seats.”
“I-I’ll be right there.” He turns to you, but you’re already scooping the flowers up, tucking them into a bag that you found nearby. Jungkook silently joins you, helping you until the closet is completely clear of any trace of them.
You leave before him, not exchanging one word.
The wedding commences.
You have taken your seat at the front, having a full display of the event right before you. Jungkook sits a row behind you, and you’re grateful at not having to be so close to him for the long duration.
Because as much as you can acknowledge the shared pain you hold – you know that the existence for Jungkook's is why you’re gathered here today, and you know that yours is just sitting a row away.
He will never love you like you do him. Aera will never love him like he does her.
The ceremony begins and you look up, gazing at the couple you’ve come to see tie the knot. The marriage officiant speaks up, going through each and every piece of what will bring them together. Your eyes are focused, but ever so and then, they furrow at Aera.
Not because of envy, but rather, it’s like her eyes are wavering, prodding around in the audience instead.
What is she doing?
You wonder, only seeing her glance at Sunoo a couple of times or breaking out of her daze to repeat the officiant words.
It’s almost like she’s focused on–
Your eyes trail, following her field of vision until it lands straight on Jungkook. And you’re even more caught off guard when you find out where his gaze is directed.
He’s looking at you, eyes not wavering even when you catch him.
You flush at the realization, quickly averting your eyes to focus back onto the couple. Thankfully, it soon draws to an end and the officiant wraps up the ceremony.
“You may now kiss the bride.” Sunoo leans in and Aera smiles, as does the officiant.
He pronounces them as husband and wife and a big cheer erupts from the guests. Everyone claps – including you and the couple descends down, interacting with those that have attended their wedding.
You take up the opportunity to depart, desperately needing some fresh air and Jungkook catches onto the action.
“Jungkook!” Aera exclaims, leaving Sunoo’s side and looping her arm around his, “Come on! I want a pictur–”
“Not now, Aera.” He winces with an apologetic smile, feet headed after the direction you’ve left in. Aera watches in complete disbelief, not even hearing Sunoo call out her name.
His steps are quickened, eyes darting back and forth. He bumps into a couple of guests on the way out, simply giving them a quick smile before he resumes trudging against the tiled floor.
His heart is racing, so much to the point where it feels like it might burst.
Within minutes, he finds your backside on a bench outside near the venue, shoulders hunched and making your form appear smaller than ever.
“Y/N?” He breathes out, slowly walking towards you.
“J-Jungkook?” You swivel, startled that he had followed you out here.
He stands in front of you, kneeling down. The eye contact makes you flinch, an uncomfortable sensation churning in your chest the longer he looks at you.
But before you can run away, before you can even search for a place to empty out the flowers threatening to spill from your throat, he leans forward.
He leans forward, and his lips collide with your own.
You softly gasp, heat brushing on your cheeks. It feels just like the first time you shared a kiss with him, warmth flooding through you.
Your trembling hands reach out, tugging him closer.
He places his own on top of yours, holding them as lips moving fervently against yours.
You feel it all – the delicate flowers blooming within your chest, the hues of orangish-red coloring your windpipe, the itch to push him away spiking more than ever.
But you part from him with a different reason altogether.
A sharp breath escapes you, airflow flooding into your lungs. It feels easier to inhale and exhale, no longer feeling like there was something constricting and blocking your windpipe.
As your chest rises and falls sporadically, you stare at Jungkook in astonishment. He mimics the expression you hold, a twinkle beginning to spark in his eyes.
Almost as if he were experiencing the same thing.
“I-I can–”
“Breathe?” He completes with a smile and you slowly nod, tears slipping out of your eyes.
Jungkook wraps his arms around you comfortingly, his own eyes glossing over as you tremble. The pads of his thumbs come up to cup your face, gently brushing your tears away.
He rises to his feet, reaching his hand out. You take it within a heartbeat, sniffling as he walks back into the venue with you.
Your tender gazes occasionally meet, with soft smiles being exchanged.
A sharp scream pierces through the air.
The two of you whirl around in an instant, noticing Aera's mother stepping out of the room in the frenzy.
“What happened?” You immediately ask, watching the woman’s shake her head frantically.
She doesn’t answer you, too caught up in her own thoughts, “Oh, it’s terrible, so, so terrible–”
You frown, but Jungkook tugs on you, eyes staring straight into the room that she had left.
Stepping next to him, your eyes transfixed into horror.
Aera stands in the middle of the room, with Sunoo by her side – a plethora of tiger flowers and tulips surrounding the two of them.
#jungkook fanfic#bts jungkook fanfic#jungkook angst#jungkook hanahaki au#jungkook smut#jungkook fluff#bts jungkook hanahaki au#bts jungkook angst#bts jungkook fluff#bts jungkook smut#bts fanfic#bts fluff#bts angst#bts smut#bts hanahaki au#bts imagines#bts scenarios#jungkook x reader
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Statistics. (Hanahaki au. Reader x male!idol)
Genre: Angst.
Word count: 1,045
Warnings: mentions of d*ath, mentions of blood.
(This was inspired by this conversation between myself and @hyunmintae . I also didnt assign a specific idol so you can imagine the idol you'd get hanahaki for lol. Hope you enjoy ♡)
You had been diagnosed with it 3 years prior to your standing there. Hanahaki is what the doctor had called it. The illness of unrequited love. You had laughed to yourself then. Unrequited love. How ridiculous was that? You were sick because someone didn't love you back... it wouldn't be the most ridiculous thing to happen to you throughout your life. There was a reason why you were sick to begin with.
Him.
Unbeknownst to him, you'd found shelter in him from all the other ridiculous things life had thrown at you. His voice, his face, his laugh... you had fallen in love with the idol on the cracked screen of your phone just like millions of others... yet ridiculousness followed you through and through, that's why you were sat morbidly chuckling at the fact that out of 20,000 you were the one that had gotten sick. That's right, you were that 1 in 20,000 people.
According to the statistics, only 1 in 5,000 cases died from the illness. At least that's what the doctor had told you after handing you a flimsy pamphlet that detailed all about the illness and treatments available. The one recommended to you?
Surgical removal of all memories of him. All the times you had cried yourself to sleep listening to his voice while your parents fought over whatever money they had or didn't have. The times he'd made you laugh after you'd left your parents' house. Even the time he taught you to love yourself despite there not being much to love at all...
You didn't take it. What was the point? Wouldn't you default back to the empty shell you were before you found him?
That's also how you found yourself standing on the General Admission floor of his concert only 3 years after your diagnosis. The truth was, you were dying. Your condition had worsened, and your doctor had dropped you. It seemed like there was no hope for you, so why not see him in person once, just once before the struggling flame of life within you expired?
It was rather amusing how your lungs constricted almost to the beat of the music blasting around you. He was there, with layers of light shining behind his figure, and eyes alight with adrenaline. In that moment you felt what you could only describe as magic... he was magic... but he was also death. You could feel it coming, the pain in the back of your throat, except it was no longer amusing.
It seared you from the inside out, almost like your lungs were on fire. Oxygen was no longer reaching you and deep inside you knew, it was the end. Your cold body crumpled to the ground catching the attention of the people around you.
It was cruel, and rather embarrassing. Couldn't you have died after the concert? Maybe somewhere he wouldn't see? Not that you'd live to remember it, with the way your throat and chest were tightening within you. Whispers started to fill the air around you, but no one offered a hand. How could they? You were an anomaly and you were sick, almost everyone around you could tell what it was with the way your hands grasped at your throat.
It hurt. God it hurt.
Hot tears rolled down your face as you did everything possible to breathe... you couldn't. You had been warned and hadn't listened.
Finally after minutes of struggling you coughed out what had been tearing you apart inside. A sole large black baccara rose. It was beautiful... and you could finally breathe. Was it possible you weren't going to die? Maybe you were going to be okay, right?
Wrong.
It was when you stood back up in the center of the General Admission floor of your favorite group's concert that you realized that the beautiful rose that lay on the ground before you was dotted with crimson dots and your numb tongue could somehow still filter through the strong taste of iron.
Terminal lucidity.
That's what your grandmother's doctor had called it. A period of alertness before death.
You could feel a tingle forming, from the center of your chest but this time there was no pain or ache to come with it, rather a soft gurgle left your lips. The crowds around you gasped as they watched you like a bad car wreck on the side of the road. Scary and sad, but hard to look away from it.
You took one step... two steps... and suddenly you couldn't breathe again. Your lungs, however, were no longer blocked by flowers. No, it was thick red iron preventing you from breathing. You fell right back to the floor coughing up the thick red crimson that had so prettily decorated your last flower.
Slowly you turned so you were on your back. It kind of hurt less that way. Medics had managed to get past the crowd and to you as well. The tips of your fingertips grazed the soft end of your ratty wristband. The one with his name printed on it with holographic vinyl...
Your body was being moved, surely you were in the process of getting carted away from the scene. In a way, you felt relieved. He wouldn't have to see you.
Except he did.
In the midst of it all you missed him and another one of his group members hopping off the stage in hopes of helping somehow. You wanted to laugh. Yes. In your last minutes of life you felt like laughing off the embarrassment of having your idol watch you died in the most pathetic way. Catching his horrified gaze last minute didn't help either.
You shut your eyes tightly for what was left of your miserable life.
What was left...
Fear, and a sudden wish to live. Deep inside you, your heartbeat was slowing down, and your mind as well... and all you wanted in that moment of clarity was for someone to call your mom because you were scared and cold and you wanted nothing more than to live...
Yet it was too late.
Because at 9:25 PM you breathed your last breath and became one more in the sea of statistics.
You were the 1 in 5,000.
#BTS#SEVENTEEN#bts fanfic#svt fanfic#kim namjoon#kim seokjin#min yoongi#jung hoseok#park jimin#kim taehyung#jeon jungkook#bts angst#seventeen angst#jeon wonwoo#vernon chwe#yoon jeonghan#angst#hanahaki au#seventeen kpop#bts au#svt au
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I need a bts ot7 x reader hanahaki au with a happy ending
#bts#bts x reader#hanahaki au#ot7#bts ot7#kim namjoon#kim seokjin#min yoongi#jung hoseok#park jimin#kim taehyung#jeon jungkook
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has anyone made a hanahaki revalink au? or recommend one?
#loz#botw#loz botw#revalink#i . LOVE . hanahaki aus.#no like genuinely i LOVE . hanahaki aus#my favorite type of fanfic is when it makes me fall in love with it#and then completely crushes my soul into smithereens#and then gathers it all up and puts it back together again with a happy ending#ANGST WITH A HAPPY ENDING FOR THE WIN#and also flower language being creatively used for the circumstance that shit gets me too#and i relate to the characters that refuse to confess their feelings for fear of rejection or losing their relationship#and the other person being like You DUMB FUCKING IDIOT IM IN LOVE WITH YOU TOO????#*jungkook voice* i love that shit~ <3
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🔷𝑴𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒍𝒆🔷
🔸𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒅
🔸𝟰𝗸
🔸https://archiveofourown.org/works/39499611
~Jikook/kookmin
~Fairy JK/ Human JM
~Hanahaki Disease
~Hanakanjō
~Fluff
~Happy Ending
#BTS Fanfiction#Jikook Fanfiction#Jikook#Jikook FF#Chimmyxkookies#Chimmy_Loves_Kookies#Past Character Death#Sad Park Jimin (BTS)#Hanahaki Disease#hanakanjo#Fairy Jeon Jungkook#Human Park Jimin (BTS)#Jeon Jungkook is a Ray of Sunshine#Park Jimin Needs a Hug (BTS)#Fluff#Happy Ending#this is soft#Jikookau#Kookminau#Jikook au
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Real Eyes, Fake Lies (Part Seven)
Pairing: soulmate!Lee Jihoon x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 4.4K
Warnings: angst, Hanahaki AU, crying, swearing. Sexual tension? Mentions of tattoos, piercings in questionable areas, Jihoon getting flustered over (insinuated) dirty thoughts.
Summary: What do you do when you find out the one person that was created by the universe to be yours doesn’t want you back?
A/N: Oh my goodness guys. Thank you all for 1000 followers. You’re all the loveliest and I can’t thank you all enough for enjoying my stories! 🥰 also dedicating this chapter to the love of my life Bada Lee because I’m obsessed with Street Woman Fighter rn can you tell 😂
- Tae 💜✨
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The very next morning, Jihoon stirs from his slumber to find a barrage of texts from Soonyoung, seemingly excited about his best friend joining him on the camping trip. He rolls his eyes with a little smile as he looks over the wall of text detailing when the crew will leave for the trip and what to bring. Jihoon makes a mental note to invest in a small tent for him and Ji-ah to share and some snacks to bring for the bonfire.
With a long yawn, Jihoon rises tiredly as the sunlight creeps in through his window, the time on his phone reading 7:47am. He sighs as he lets himself slip out of his bed and onto the carpeted floor to reach for a pair of shorts and a compression gym shirt. The weather is looking nice enough for a jog, he thinks. After sliding into his sneakers and putting his earphones in, he places his phone into the pockets of his shorts before taking off out the front door and into the direction of the city streets.
After a thirty minute jog, Jihoon finds himself stepping into an intriguing bakery with the intention for a bagel and a bitter black coffee. As he steps into Love Letter Cafe, his eyes widen as he sees none other than his soulmate sitting inside one of the booths on the right hand side of the Cafe surrounded by three others. Jihoon panics for a moment before slipping into an unused booth on the left side of the room, peeking over to see who was seated around you.
His eyes fall on both yours and his housemates, Seokmin and Mingyu with you, Seokmin by your side and Mingyu diagonally across from you. He observes the new edition to your group, his long dark hair tied up in a half up-half down style wearing baggy gray sweatpants and a white tank top, his left arm adorned with tattoos from his shoulder all the way down to his fingertips, a black hooded jacket sitting over his lap as you seemingly laugh at a comment he’s made. You are also in the same outfit as the mystery man, your long hair pulled up into a high ponytail, your oversized jacket falling off your shoulders as you lean forward to take a sip of your hot chocolate in front of you. His cheeks flush pink as he takes in your new style; everytime he has seen you, you’re always in pastel colours, girly skirts and dresses. This new look suits you.
Jihoon feels slightly intimidated by the look of the man you’re facing, but is surprised when the buff man lets out the smallest airy giggle he’s ever heard. Oh dear god, it’s another Mingyu.
“How did he not get fired?” The new boy giggles between sips from his cup, your laugh echoing through the new empty cafe with the others.
“Because Eomoni is a good person, just like her son.” You wink at the boy, laughing as he rolls his eyes.
“You only say that because she was nice enough to hire you.” He huffs, jutting his bottom lip out.
“Yah, Jeon Jungkook!” An older lady over the counter scolds loudly at your table. Your smirk grows. “Don’t speak about my best worker like that!” She is waving her hand dramatically.
Jeon Jungkook. Jihoon’s eyes widened. Oh. He knew this kid. He was Mingyu’s best friend from high school. They parted for college after Jungkook left to start a tattoo apprenticeship, but the two boys always stayed in close contact. Mingyu always brought up stories of Jungkook at home, but this was the first time he’s ever seen the boy in person.
“And speak to your mother with respect!” You smack the table playfully, causing Mingyu and Seokmin to erupt with laughter.
“Ahh, this is why you’re my favourite!” Mrs Jeon grins at you, placing a cupcake in front of you as you squeal excitedly.
“Eomoni Jeon’s cupcakes are the best!” You grin happily, taking a bite of the treat while wiggling in your seat.
“Eomma, why don’t I get one?” The boy pouts sweetly, but she just smacks the back of his head lightly. He whines.
“Because you’re not nice to my honorary daughter.” She wags her finger at him before walking back behind the counter, your smirk still evident as you eat the cupcake gleefully.
“This is why you need to be nice to your elders, Jeon.” You winked, letting out a triumphant laugh.
“Watch it, Choi,” he huffs. “Remember who your dance partner is for Soonyoungie-hyung’s practice today.”
“How can I forget?” You clap back, leaning back against the wall. “Mingyu only reminded me thirteen times because of his whining.”
“It’s not fair.” He grumbles, poking at his croissant on the table. “I don’t understand why I had to be cut for Jungkookie to take over my spot.”
“Sweetie, I hate to admit it, but you have two left feet when it comes to partner work.” You smile at Jihoon’s housemate, who only groans.
“It’s not my fault I’m tall and uncoordinated!”
“That’s right.” You soothe him. “But think of it this way, you still get to film the promo video today for Soonie’s dance crew, and you’re still an amazing solo dancer.”
“Do you really think that, Y/Nie?” He pouts, as you laugh and ruffle his hair.
“I do.” You grin softly as he slowly nods.
“And think about it,” Seokmin chimes in. “You’ll be getting paid too!”
Jihoon raises his eyebrow. He knew of Soonyoung’s dance crew. It wasn’t anything special, in Sooyoung's words. It was just him and his good friends who wanted to join and have fun. He knew that Mingyu and Jun would go every second Saturday to go meet him and do some dancing, but he didn’t know you were in the crew too.
“This is true..” Mingyu nods, a little smile growing on his face.
“There’s the Gyu we know and love.” You encourage him, and Jihoon swore if Mingyu had a tail, he’d be wagging it right now. “I don’t understand why Soonie needs me for the video though.” You hum, a frown forming on your lips. “I only do this for fun. The boys group dance in my opinion is a lot better than our one too.”
“Isn’t it obvious?” Seokmin raises his eyebrow.
“Isn’t what obvious?” You blink.
“He wants you to be the main feature of the video to get views.” Jungkook laughs, and your cheeks turn red.
“Don’t be stupid, Jeon!” You swat his hand.
“Oh sure,” he humors you. “He totally didn’t Bada Lee you up and get you looking like a meal to make you stand at the back.”
“Don’t you talk about my wife Bada Lee that way!” You pout, making the other three laugh. “And don’t compare her out-of-this-world looks to plain old me! That’s an insult to my queen.”
“Y/N, you don’t realize how hot you are, do you?” Jungkook leans back in his seat, eyebrow raised.
Who does this kid think he is? Jihoon scoffs. He clearly must have a thing for you. He is unsure if the grumbling in the pit of his stomach is from his hunger or something else brewing. No, Jihoon. Don’t be ridiculous.
“I’m not hot.” You roll your eyes, leaning your head back on the wall. “And you shouldn’t be talking that way.” You scold him again. “You have a soulmate now, and I’m pretty sure Namjoon-Oppa wouldn’t approve.”
“Yah, I may have a soulmate, but I can appreciate an attractive person when I see one.” He defends himself. “Even Mingyu and I had a crush on you in middle school- OW!” He yelps as Jihoon’s housemate smacks him.
“Yeah for about a week!” You frown, shaking your head. “That doesn’t count. You’re only saying that to make me feel better, and I’m flattered. Really I am, but you don’t have to lie.”
“But we’re not…”
The boys pause as they see you shrink in your seat, arms hugging around your knees. They give each other a silent look before nodding in agreement.
“I’m sorry, Bug.” Jungkook pouts as you nod your head slowly.
“Sorry,” you sigh, wincing and shaking your head at the icky feeling in your stomach. “Shouldn’t have snapped.”
Jihoon feels awful. He can feel the self-consciousness oozing through your body mixed with sadness and anxiety.
“Okay, let’s change the subject,” Jungkook offers, nudging you from across the table. “How’s the ink holding up?”
Jihoon’s ears perk up. Ink?
“It’s not too bad,” you hum, pushing your jacket down and sliding the top of your tank top over to the side to reveal a small galaxy of black ink drawn into your collarbone under the fabric. Your soulmate’s cheeks flush as he sees the new tattoo on your skin, teeth sinking into his bottom lip. “A bit itchy now, but that means it’s healing, right?” You tilt your head at the tattooed boy, who only nods in response. He leans forward and runs a finger over the skin before nodding with approval.
“Yeah, it’s looking good.” He beams. “You do realize the secret will be out now once this video comes out.”
“I mean, yeah,” you shrug, letting the tank top fall back into place, a few stray stars peeking out from either side of the fabric. “But Cheol can’t do anything now. It’s literally embedded into my skin.” You laugh softly.
Jihoon never took you to be a rebel like this. He only ever heard stories of you being a well mannered goody two-shoes. Not that there was anything wrong with that, of course.
“I can’t believe you managed to keep this under wraps from him, Bug.” Seokmin speaks to you with concerned eyes.
“I mean I could be doing worse things like doing drugs.” You shrug, taking another sip of your drink. “But I’m getting cute tattoos instead. And I love my brother, but sometimes he’s not very observant over things like that. I have done countless things with you guys that he doesn’t even know about.”
This piques Jihoon’s interest as you nonchalantly sip from your drink, a twinkle of mischief in your eyes.
“Does that mean I can still hold the blackmail of your nipple piercings you got 3 years ago over your head for you to do my bidding?” Jungkook smirks.
Jihoon is about to faint. He blinks the image out of his head multiple times. He needs to get out of here before he hears anything more that he isn’t supposed to hear.
“That was when I was drunk and stupid.” You hum, looking up at Jungkook. “But I mean, you can if you want. But do keep in mind I will let Eomoni know about how on the same day, you also got a piercing on your d-”
You yelp as you feel a swat on your arm by the flustered tattooed man before bursting out into laughter with the others as Jihoon steps out of the Cafe in a rush, cheeks flushed red and stomach growling. He immediately starts to jog again, needing to get his mind off the conversations he overheard in the Cafe.
It’s well after lunch time when Jihoon hears the front door open to see Mingyu and Junhui enter the living room. Jihoon lifts his head from his spot on the couch and nods his head in greeting to them, Mingyu’s soulmate emerging from the kitchen with a smile.
“Hi darling,” Wonwoo coos as he wraps Mingyu up in a gentle embrace. “How did the shoot go?”
“Tiring.” Junhui groans, falling onto the couch beside Jihoon. He notices that he was wearing the same attire that you and Jungkook were wearing in the cafe this morning.
“Not for me!” Mingyu grins. “But, Y/Nie did want to film a TikTok dance challenge with me so I didn’t feel left out.” He beams proudly now, eyes sparkling.
“Because she is a good person.” Wonwoo hums, nodding his head sagely. “How was she and the rest of the ninety seven crew?”
“They were good!” He smiles. “We had our monthly catch up at Eomoni Jeon’s Cafe and got to see some new designs Kookie was coming up with. I might get a little one to help him out.”
“You two are too alike.” Junhui laughs, leaning his head back over the edge of the couch. “Y/N and Soonyoung were ready to smack them both by the end of the shoot.”
“That’s because Jungkook kept wanting to fiddle with the video camera.” Mingyu whined. “That’s not my fault!”
“Of course it isn’t.” Wonwoo nods sympathetically, kissing his soulmate’s cheek.
Jihoon stays silent on the couch, listening carefully to the conversation going on around him, eyebrows furrowed as he took in the new information being fed to him.
“When is the video planning to come out?” Junhui lifts his head to the tall man, tilting his head.
“Let’s see… We did three choreos, the group dance, Y/N and Jungkook’s duo and Soonyoungie-hyung’s solo, it should take a week or so to edit. So like.. maybe two weeks max?” Mingyu thinks, lips pursed in thought.
Jihoon pauses for a moment as he hears the mention of you. A duet with Jungkook? Interesting. He makes a mental note to keep an eye out to watch the video when it’s released.
“Jihoon-ah,” Wonwoo calls out, causing him to blink back into reality.
“Hmm?” He hums in response.
“Soonyoung gave me a list for us for the trip. Did you want to come to the store with me tomorrow to go get everything so we only have to do one big shopping trip?”
“Yeah, sounds good.” Jihoon nods. “What do we need to get?”
“Just stuff for the tents, really.” Wonwoo thinks. “Some sleeping bags, heat packs, blankets, towels for the beach…”
“Mhm, we’ll get it all sorted.”
Jihoon honestly doesn’t know how he is going to go during the trip. The fact he is bringing his not-soulmate around his actual soulmate for a prolonged amount of time almost feels cruel and borderline sadistic for him to flaunt his girlfriend around you. You have been feeling fine lately. Jihoon doesn’t feel much sad emotions from you lately, and he wonders if his hope is misinterpreted as you being able to hide the pain better.
Later that night, Jihoon finds himself once again absentmindedly scrolling through his instagram app and landing onto your profile. The first post he sees is a new Reel posted an hour ago by you. You caption the video in dedication to Bada Lee, with a short explanation about how you didn’t do the dance justice. He chuckles at the sight of the first comment on said post; your older brother simply asking “WTF IS THAT ON YOUR SHOULDER?!”
In the video, you’re standing beside Mingyu and doing the new trending Smoke dance, your newly discovered tattoo peeking from under your tank top, taunting Jihoon. His eyes are wide as he watches you and Mingyu (mostly you) execute the dance perfectly, impressed with how well you both hit the signature ‘smoke you up’ dance move. At the end of the clip, you both get cut off as Soonyoung struts his way into frame, pretending to blow out the fake smoke coming from your Thumb-Lighter, causing the three of you to erupt in laughter before the screen fades to black. Jihoon’s reflection stares back at him, smiling. Once he realizes, he forces his face to turn back into a scowl. He can’t be smiling about another girl while he still has Ji-ah.
When he views your Story next, his cheeks begin to flush like it has done too many times today. You’ve shared a post from Soonyoung’s crew’s profile, a video filmed from the side of the dance studio of you and Jungkook. You’re both placed in the middle of the room, Vanilla by Kai playing on the speakers. The clip is only for 20 seconds, but Jihoon studies it thoroughly. He watches as your hands reach around from behind Jungkook and skim down his front, followed directly by Jungkook using his right arm to control how your body rolls in time to the beat and his direction. What sticks out the most to your soulmate, though, is the way Jungkook’s arm reaches over you, and in turn your head follows his arm movement, a sly smirk on your face as you turn your whole body to face him and maintain eye contact.
In Jihoon’s opinion, Jungkook looks like he’s about to pounce on you, and you don’t look too far off from returning the sentiment. He feels a pit forming in his stomach once more. His intrusive thoughts are cut short when the chorus of dancers in the room all scream excitedly at the chemistry between you and Mingyu’s best friend, causing the both of you to break character and start laughing. Jungkook puckers his lips playfully, causing you to roll your eyes and push Jungkook towards the cameraman, Mingyu with a smile and a shake of your head.
Jesus Christ, Jihoon. He thinks to himself. You really need to get your shit together. You can’t get jealous over a girl you don’t even want.
This is bullshit. Jihoon doesn’t actually like you. This is some stupid soulmate related shit. He read up about feeling closer connections because of the soulmate bond; that has to be it. His mind is just playing tricks on him.
With a sigh, Jihoon locks his phone screen and places it face down on his bedside table, rolling over and pulling the blankets up to his chin. He squeezes his eyes shut in an attempt to try and get some sleep and get the lingering thoughts about you out of his head.
“Do you think we should do the presentation as an essay or a slideshow debate style?”
It has been a week since Jihoon has last seen you, and if he’s honest, he’s been avoiding any place where you have been frequenting when he could. So far, he’s denied a morning coffee date with Ji-ah, a gaming night at your place with Soonyoung, and purposely showed up early to Film Studies class to sit at a random desk, leaving you to sit alone at the front. He’s decided enough is enough, he needs to keep this relationship strictly professional if he wants to maintain his relationship with Ji-ah. It’s now Friday afternoon, the only time where Jihoon absolutely has to be in your presence in order to get this project rolling.
“Hmm?” Jihoon blinks, looking up from his laptop, eyebrows raised. “Uhh.. you can pick.”
“Okay.” You hum quietly, looking back at your own laptop, continuing to work in silence.
Jihoon can feel the worry in your stomach, but he ignores it. He can be professional and cordial with you and not get feelings involved. He can’t, he won’t.
“What points have you made so far, so I can add them to my list to rebut?” Another bout of silence runs through both of you, and you notice that either your soulmate didn’t hear you, or is choosing to ignore you. “Jihoon-ssi?”
“Sorry?” He keeps typing, not lifting his head.
“Have I done something wrong?” You ask, closing your computer screen.
“What?” Jihoon stops now, looking up at you. “Why would you think that?”
“Because last week we were actually…” you pause, looking everywhere but at Jihoon. “I don’t know, at least getting along despite everything happening. And now, you’re acting like it’s a chore to be around me.”
Jihoon is floored for a moment. You’re a bit too observant for your own good. He opens his mouth to speak, but you keep going.
“And look, I get it. I’m the last person you would want to be around. I’m already jeopardizing everything you have with your girlfriend and everything else in this stupid situation, but I thought we were okay.” Your knee is shaking under the table, staring at the chipped wood instead of looking up at his face. “I know I’m already insufferable and you would prefer to be anywhere else but here. You know what…” you shake your head now, taking your laptop. “This was a mistake. I shouldn’t have put you in this crappy situation. I shouldn’t have been so stupid to think that we could be civil with each other. I will go see Professor Kim and tell him that we can’t work together and you can find someone else and I’ll just finish this project on my ow-”
Your soulmate cuts off your babbling by grabbing your wrist before you can stand up completely. His grip is firm but gentle as you fall silent, blinking the unshed tears from your eyes as you finally look at him.
This is the first time you have had skin to skin contact with your soulmate since that fateful day in the rain. You involuntarily shiver as you feel a zap run up the back of your spine, and your soulmate shivers in unison.
Jihoon is almost distraught at the sight of your heartbroken face up close. He, again, blames this stupid soulmate bond.
“I’m sorry.” He murmurs, keeping his hold on your wrist. “I am just going through some shit. It’s not you, I promise Y/N.” His gaze is intense as he looks into your eyes, your cheeks flushing. “I’m sorry if it made you think I was mad at you or something, I’m just in my own head right now.”
“I’m sorry,” you frown.
“Why? You didn’t do anything wrong. Just exist.”
“That’s the point.” You whisper now. “I exist. I am a wedge in the way of so many people right now. I know Cheol and Hannie want to plan on getting married soon but I still live in that house. Seokmin and Soonyoung only invite me to things because they feel sorry for me, and I feel bad even being in the same room with you knowing you love someone else.” Jihoon feels another crack hit your heart. “I just exist and am an issue for so many people. I’m more than happy to do this project alone, Jihoon-ssi.” You move to take your wrist out of his grip, but he just holds on tighter.
“I can’t speak for the others, but if I had an issue with you being my partner for this project, I would have gone to Professor Kim myself. I’m fine to do this project with you, Y/N, and I’m sorry if I made you think otherwise. Please, can you sit?”
You pause, watching your soulmate nervously before taking a long breath, slowly nodding and slipping back into your chair.
“I’m sorry for my outburst.” You mumble, rubbing at your eyes. “I get too far into my negative thoughts and…”
“It’s okay, I get it. And again, I can’t speak for the others, but from what I hear from Soonyoung, he and Seokmin are more than happy to have you around, if that makes you feel any better.”
You only nod silently, biting down on your bottom lip.
“Here, these are my notes.” He pushes his computer towards you, raising his eyebrows hopefully.
Jihoon may want to be civil and professional, but he’d be damned if he made a girl cry, no matter who it is.
“Have we got everything?”
Jihoon grumbles a tired ‘yes’ to Wonwoo, alongside Mingyu, Chan and Ji-ah as they carry their camping packs towards your house around the corner.
It has been two weeks since your supposed outburst in front of Jihoon. Since then, you have been quite reluctant and withdrawn when you have to speak with him, but to him, it’s expected. He chooses to just go with the flow when it comes to you, and let his instincts guide him, which seemingly has been going okay so far.
The sun is barely beginning to rise in the sky, Soonyoung lecturing all attendees for ‘Choi Seungcheol’s Birthday Bash’ to be at your house bright and early at 6:30am to be on the road by 7:00 for the four hour drive.
“The sun is barely up, I don’t know why I have to be.” Jihoon hears a groan from Seokmin as they see a large bus parked on the curb.
“Because you love hyung, and you want to be ready to have a fun trip with the people you love.” A tired, monotone voice coming from Jeonghan responds. There are three sleepy bodies standing outside, putting the camping gear in the luggage compartment underneath the bus. The three said bodies are Seokmin, Jeonghan and a chirpy Soonyoung, who happily waves when he sees his best friend show up.
“You made it!” He cheers happily.
“Mm.” Jihoon mumbles as he places his bags in the luggage area, Ji-ah leaning forward and giving him a soft kiss on the cheek.
“Soonyoung,” she smiles. “Thank you for inviting me along!”
“Oh, it’s nothing!” He waves his hand happily with a smile. “Really, the more the merrier! Go hop on and find a seat, we’re just about to take off.”
Jihoon is the last person of his housemates to step onto the bus as he eyes the seats. As he expected, the usual pairs of soulmates are together. Mingyu is with Wonwoo, just behind a sleepy Seungkwan and Hansol. Ji-ah takes a seat across from Mingyu and Wonwoo, Jihoon slipping in easily beside her. He eyes the next row of seats towards the front of the bus as he sees Chan sitting alone, Seokmin and Soonyoung taking place across from him. His eyes widen as he sees his last roommate, Junhui, step onto the bus with a tall man behind him, cheeks pink as they walk hand in hand. Said tall man adjusts his glasses with his free hand, his long dark hair pulled back in a ponytail.
“Oh, that’s why he hasn’t been home lately.” Wonwoo grins, eyebrows wiggling.
“Minghao is his soulmate?!” Mingyu grins excitedly. “Oh my gosh, wait until Y/N sees.”
At the mention of your name, you step onto the bus with Kkuma in your arms, eyes scanning the seats. Jihoon takes in the floral yellow dress you’re wearing with your hair pulled back into two braids tied with a yellow ribbon, cheeks tinting pink.
When you make eye contact with Mingyu, you mouth ‘MINGHAO?!’ with exaggerated wide eyes, which only garners a giggle and aggressive nod from Mingyu. You shoot him an impressed look which makes him laugh again, before taking a single seat diagonally across from Jihoon and Ji-ah alone, placing Kkuma on the empty seat beside you.
Seokmin and Soonyoung take their seats in front of you, before Jeonghan steps on with the birthday boy in tow.
“Okay everyone, are we ready to go?” Jeonghan calls out, smiling as everyone nods or mumbles a yes. “Then we are right on schedule!”
“Birthday bash!” Soonyoung starts to chant. “Birthday bash! Birthday bash!”
You start to giggle as the others start chanting, Seungcheol shaking his head with a fond grin, taking place in the front passenger seat as Jeonghan takes the driver’s seat.
Dear God, Jihoon thinks as Soonyoung cheers loudly, causing Chan to burst into giggles. This is going to be a long four hours.
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Kennie's Top 10 Yearly Fic Recommendations
Okay so this is the 2nd year of me doing this (but this year I wont delete) butttt I show my top 10 fic and authors for each member/group( some members of bts repeat due to the amount of poly fics I read and its what I mainly read) (A handful of these have smut so heres your warning)
(I would also love to be your guys friends as every single one of you seems absolutely amazing)
LETS GET STARTED
10. @guqwrvte Make it Three (Jungkook, Jimin and Taehyung)
Oh where do I start with this fic I found it in the spring looking for a Soulmate fic and oh boy I was in for a ride THREE SOULMATES?! ummm YES and the arcade chapter was ABSOULELY AMAZING! I hope you're doing well Author!! as this fic hasn't been updated in a while
9. @yonkimint Without You (Yoongi with a side of Hoseok or "Jay")
OHHHH BOY When I wanted a love triangle I WAS NOT DISAPPOINTED I found this fic in April looking for angst and ANGST I GOT without spoiling it its a Pregnancy/ Single Mom AU and one of the best ones Ive read in a longgggg time
8. @guksthighs Bloom (Yoongi)
OH BOY This is a recent one actually. This one shot was made SIX YEARS AGO?! OMG Hanahaki AUs are one of my favorites angst type of fics so when I read this I literally sobbed like a baby I cant say much else without spoiling it
7. @kimnjss cyberslut (Yoongi), less of you/VINTAGE (Jimin), Strawberry Kisses(Jungkook)
MISS HAS ALWAYS BEEN ONE OF MY FAVES SINCE 2019 like when I first read beside you YESS I reread Cyberslut and HAD to include it but reading less of you in June as I was dealing with my own breakup it was a tear jerker towards the end of less of you, for me I wont spoil it but there a plot twist that I was not expecting towards the end of the sequel, Vintage. BUT STRAWBERRY KISSES OH MY GAHD I read that on my way home in August even though its a SMUTTY I enjoyed it a lot and the FLUFF I think some people looked at me crazy when I took the bus home that day
6. @skazoo if you tell me about yourself( Stray Kids' Felix)
Okay here me out! Demon Slayer. Its one of my favorite manga and anime series and with CHANBIN as a hashira UMMM YES ynand chanbin are literally Genya and Sanemi if Genya was a girl and not YK (demon slayer spoiler!!) eating demons, but this 2 parter was ABSOULTELY AMAZING
5. @ugh-yoongi a word from our sponsors (Namjoon)
How do you get a idoit podcasters to not realize they have feelings but read smut YOU GET THESE TWO MFERS This one shot was sooooooo good!! like I read a lot of smut but this? TOP TEIR OF ONESHOTS OF 2023
4. @sopebubbles Bulletproof Heart (2Seok)
THIS ROLLERCOASTER If I had to describe my childhood in fanfictions this one would be one (check #1 for the other) I wont say why because spoilers but this angst was OMG THE YOONGI HATE WAS UNREAL NOT MY YOONGLES but I loved it soooooooo much
3.@jihoonotes Yearning(SVT's Woozi)
Lee Jihoon is literally my ult bias. Do I need to say more? ITS WORTH THE READ
2. @solemnreads Way Back Home(Jungkook)
THIS FIC HAD ME FUCKING EVERYWHERE with the twins to CEO Kook THE JEALOUSLY I LOVE IT by far the best exes to lovers fic I read this year
before I tell yall #1 I wanna give an honorable mention to @purpleyoonn they would be on the main list if I was done reading you complete us BUTTTT RED STRING is amazing even though there only 2 parts so far
Okay Okay this should be expected if you been here for a bit
1.@theharrowing Literally anything they write but mainly Rose Tinted Obsessions and Collateral
Boy Blue and Collateral Taehyungs literally Remained me of In between Taehyung so much that I got inspired to write in between again everything I read from them is Absolutely Amazing, Top Tier just Yes DARK FICS are literally my go to so reading them had me sooooo happy and wanting more
#bts#bts fanfction#kpop fanfic#Make it three#without you#bloom#cyberslut#less of you#vintage#strawberry kisses#if you tell me about yourself#skz fanfic#a word from our sponsors#Bulletproof heart#yaerning#svt fanfic#felix fanfic#woozi fanfic#you complete us#boy blue#white lies#collateral#the harrowing#my faves
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BTS IMAGINES: PART 6
(CONTAINS SMUT AND MATURE SUBJECT MATTER)
(Bold title means favorite)
(UPDATED: September 4th, 2023)
Jungkook
order up | jjk (waiter!jungkook x customer!reader) @ressjeon
my euphoria | jjk [fake dating au ; ceo jjk x florist oc] @moyochu
The Broken Vow (manipulation, yandere, hospitals, divorce, mentions of death, angst,) @lleldey
game over (streamer/gamer!au) @ressjeon
the road to radiant | jjk (m) (fluff, angst, smut, gamer!au, streamer!au, rivals to friends to lovers!au) @kookskingdom
The Language of Flowers (Hanahaki AU) @justimajin
dance with the devil | jjk (angst, royalty - bridgerton vibes, childhood friends to enemies to ?luvrs?) @alphabetboyluvr
Not in the Way You Think (ChildHoodFriendsToLovers!AU, NonIdol!AU, VirginReader!AU, BachelorJK!Au, Fuck-Boy JK, Virgin Reader) @jungkookstatts
Seven Days Masterlist | JJK (nurse!jungkook x teacher!reader, non-idol au, brother's friend au, fwb, age-gap(reader is older), f2l, fluff, angst, smut) @hisunshiine
cool with you | jeon jungkook (strangers to friends to lovers. smut. afab!reader [she/her] x neighbor!jk) @kooktrash
Sour (ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP, BOXER AU, DANCE, AU SMUT, FLUFF, ANGST) @thvhoe
champagne problems | jeon jungkook (groom!jungkook x wedding planner!reader) @daegustae
we keep this love - j.jk (fluff, angst (5k, lots of pining and f2l)) @namfinessed
Taehyung
the odds on us | k.th. (m) (angst | smut | fluff | exes to lovers!au | slice of life!au) @jimilter
can’t take my eyes off of you (one night stand, smut, pinch of fluff) @mrworldwideshoulders
Crazy for You | kth (best friend’s older brother to lovers, a little bit of fake dating trope, idol!au, angst, smut, fluff, snippets of life) @oddinary4bts
best friend’s best friend (best friend!heir!jeongguk x heiress!reader x best friend’s best friend!heir!taehyung) @ktheist
all you want | kim taehyung (rich ceo!kth x rich student!reader) @kooktrash
Seducing the Villain 1 [Villain!Taehyung x Reader x Noble!BTS] @helenazbmrskai
Page Turner (M) | KTH (Kim Taehyung/ Reader, Teacher!Tae/ Librarian!Reader) @gukslut
Exchanging Heat (M) | KTH (Korean exchange/visiting student!Taehyung x (slight) tsundere!reader) @jinfizz
unconditionally || kth (ex-husband!taehyung x female reader ➼ genre: angst | fluff | hurt/comfort | smut | divorce au | exes to lovers au | parents au) @sugakookitty
tolerate it masterlist (heavy angst, one-sided love, forced marriage, infidelity, smut) @archivedkookie
entangled spidey!jungkook x fem reader, venom!taehyung x fem reader (romance, smut, love triangle) @caelesjjk
(re)starting over again | kth; masterlist (baker!taehyung x nurse!reader, amnesia au) @httpknjoon
the art of obsession | kim taehyung (dark academia. college au. painter!taehyung x writer!y/n [afab. she/her]) @kooktrash
lace & luxury | kim taehyung (sugar daddy!taehyung x exotic dancer!reader [she/her, female anatomy], taehyung aged up) @kooktrash
Seokjin
Knocked (Streamer!Seokjin x f. Reader) @sailoryooons
a human touch, part 2, final (robot!taehyung/virgin!reader, fluff, smut (NSFW, 18+)) A@snackhobi
On The Ropes (KSJ x F!Reader) (ex-boxer!Seokjin x lawyer!reader (ft. boxer!Jungkook) genres/au/rating: angst, smut, infidelity!AU, 18+) @raplinesmoejon
#bts one shot#bts fic#bts fanfction#bts fanfic#bts#bts smut#bts v#jeon jungkook fanfic#bts jeon jungkook#bts jungkook#bts jin#jin#jungkook#jeon jungkook#jin x reader#jin x reader smut#jungkook fic#jungkook fic recs#jungkook smut#jungkook x reader
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The Best JiKook Fics
For the past 2 years, I’ve been scavenging the best of the best. It’s been a hell of a ride going through so much stories and reading everything an author has put out. But through this journey, I’ve found such amazing writers, some of which I sometimes even go back to read because they are that good. These people really need to be applauded for putting such beautiful effort and time into these stories. Their words are literal magic. Chefs kiss for real.
Anyways, I’m still in the process of looking for more amazing fics. This is just the small list of my absolute favorites :)
These are not listed in order of favorites! Some are chapters! Feel free to also recommend some fics to me!
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✨ Love as Fast as Light - annie_vi
best friends to lovers, singer!jk, yoga-instructor!jimin, fluff, pining, hurt/comfort, smut
✨ Drop Like Confetti - annie_vi
ceo!jk, university-student!jimin, strangers to lovers, age swap, age difference, fluff, smut, light angst,
✨ bad habit - eaden
rock band au, singer!jk, manager!jimin, smut, fluff, indie music
✨ Hey, Baby, I’ve Got My Ion You - jeonify
college au, chemist!jk, fluff, angst
✨ Park Jimin’s Guide to Good Housekeeping - Ashlyn17
magic, enemies to friends to lovers, mythical beings and creatures, slow burn, bureaucracy
✨ The Lesser Evil - Rose_gold715
mafia au, angst, police brutality, smut, non-graphic violence
✨ Inevitable Us - eaden
time travel, age swap, hurt/comfort, smut, fluff, established relationship
✨ Blind Switch - Charmander
farm/ranch au, horse racing, enemies to friends to lovers, jockey!jk, spoiled park jimin, hurt/comfort, emotional abuse (from shitty parents), smut, fluff
✨ Don’t Take Me For Granted - tiffs_scribbles
brothers au, older-brother!jimin, older-brother!taehyung, younger-brother!jk, maknae line, angst
✨ What Does It Mean To Love? - tiffs_scribbles
college/university au, drama, mentions of drugs
✨ CAMELLIA - SUPPLEMIN
unrequited love, emotional hurt/comfort, supernatural, horror, psychological drama, human trafficking, organ theft, tragedy, one-sided relationship, angst, major sad
✨ Winter Flowers - annie_vi
strangers to lovers, florist!jimin, nurse!jk, falling in lover, romance, fluff, smut
✨ gossamer in the light - islandbreeze
fake/pretend relationship, strangers to lovers, slow burn, flirting, vacation, humor, fluff, smut
✨ Training Wheels - jeonify
pining, lots of pining, angst, onsided taekook, childhood friends to lovers
✨ tell me why my gods look like you - paeri
aged up characters, taehyung&jimin are siblings, aged down jimin, whipped jk, fluff, smut
✨ i still do - xxbluedust
college/university au, angst, hurt/comfort, slight unrequited love
✨ 30 Minutes- rhythmsextion
bon voyage, no plot at all, smut
✨ We Bloom Until We Ache - jeonify
hanahaki au, flower shop au, temporarily unrequited love, pining, angst, sad, slow burn, hurt/comfort, jungkook&seokjin are brothers
✨ Finally - Rose_gold715
alpha/omega/beta dynamics, alpha!jk, omega!jimin, angst, wolf pack
✨ Falling for you again - Rose_gold715
temporary amnesia, memory loss, car accident, angst
✨ a slow, steady love - naturallyvante
married life, domestic, established relationship, aged up characters, miscommunication, angst, smut, emotional
✨ shine a light through the dark - fatal (cumrich), jonghyunslisterine
alpha/beta/omega dynamics, singleparent!jimin, firefighter!jk, fluff, humor, light angst, smut
✨ walking worlds - worldcouture
fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, puppy jimin
✨ tell me you’ll come home (even if it’s just a lie) - spudcity
spies & secret agents au, con artists, humor, private investigators
✨ JIKOOK AU #1 - chinatea
soulmates au, with a twist
✨ nobody’s like you - fatal (cumrich)
college/university au, hurt/comfort, misunderstandings, angst, jealousy, unresolved romantic tension, love confessions, mutual pining
✨ I already know but tell me again - Rose_gold715
alpha/beta/omega dynamics, alpha!jk, omega!jimin, fluff, angst
✨ Like You Because - Rose_gold715
college/university au, insecurity, one-sided attraction
✨ sun and moon - NaHe
mental health issues, anxiety, fluff, angst, break up, making up, hurt/comfort
✨ A Glass of Water - Rose_gold715
college/university au, namjoon doesn’t know
✨ thoughts on friends (and loving friends) - egbuns
high school au, unrequited love, angst, happy ending
✨ as long as we’re together (does it matter where we go) - daegust
high school au, best friends, bullying
✨ Do Not Tread Gently on My Lovelorn Chest - annafeu
historical au, regency au, drama, angst, smut, master!jk, servant!jimin, abuse, sadism
✨ Ocean Eyes - Yanyiu
college/university au, heavy angst, pining, hurt/comfort, rebound, unrequited love, eventual romance, insecure
✨ the time i’ve loved you - busanpjm
established relationship, heavy angst, smut, married life, happy ending
✨ Imagining you - melodrunkcherry
fake/pretend relationship, strangers to lovers, romantic comedy, light angst, fluff, tattoo-artist!jk, mutual pining, smut
✨ Ain’t No Rest For The Wicked - Charmander
smut, police-officer!jk, street-racer!jimin, some humor, whipped jungkook, smut
✨ sinful, sweet & everything in between. - naturallyvante
police au, detective!jk, police-officer!jimin, strangers to lovers, smut, pining, age difference, jungkook is older than jimin, hurt/comfort, light angst, happy ending
✨ Red String of Fate - sweetmxchi
college/university au, light angst, fluff, hurt jungkook, hurt jimin, childhood friends
✨ The Adventures of Jikook Boyfriends - insideimasadrainbow
fluff, cheesy, smut
✨ parallax - gangbang
magical realism, post-breakup, angst, memory vignettes
✨ Seeking Alpha - Charmander
alpha/beta/omega dynamics, alpha!jk, omega!jimin, fluff, smut, online dating
✨ once upon a timeshare - namakemono
college/university au, rom com, tension, post break up
✨ Celebrity Crush - Polkari Seuta (VeritasEtVira)
fluff, humor, jealousy, established relationship, hurt/comfort
✨ It’s Still Beautiful How You See The World - SOFTAGUSTD
college/university au, whipped jungkook, asshole jimin
✨ baby, love me hard and hold me tight - MyHope (CutesyMe)
arranged marriage, dance-major!jimin, businessman!jk, CEO!jk, smut, slow burn, misunderstandings, miscommunication, light angst, fluff, smut, forced marriage, strangers to lovers
✨ 30 Days - staycute1234
cheating, marriage, divorce, angst
✨ can’t pin me down - busan_brat
pop-star!jk, aged up characters
✨ You’re My 3am Thought - loust
drunk dialing, drunken confessions, post-breakup, angst, getting back together, depression, happy ending
✨ Tonight You Are Mine - plvtoe
modern royalty au, college/university au, slow burn, romantic comedy, prince!jimin, mutual pining, angst, happy ending
✨ miss you (like the moon misses the sun) - cheeks
fluff, established relationship
✨ International playboy (don’t answer) - blt_prf
texting, wrong number, dancer!jimin, model!jungkook, college/university au, enemies to friends to lovers, slow burn, smut
✨ feeling like a summer breeze - cheeks
fluff, humor, college/university au
✨ expensive lips - flitter
sephora, makeup, strangers to lovers
✨ Dive - fleckle
modern royalty au, prince!jimin, bartender!jk, secret identity, fluff, smut, mutual pining, humor, late night adventures
✨ Leave a Light On - annie_vi
modern royalty, prince!jimin, prince!jk, childhood friends, friends to lovers, arranged marriage, light angst, smut, slow burn, fluff, mutual pining
✨ The Dreaming of Escape - annie_vi
ceo!jimin, photographer!jk, strangers to lovers, major fluff, smut, light angst, airplane
✨ Walking Through a World Gone Blind - annie_vi
blind character, disability, lawyers, light angst, fluff, smut
✨Eight Count - Charmander
boxer!jk, balletdancer!jimin, death, fluff, ptsd, violence, smut, hurt/comfort, angst, dilf!jk
#bts angst#bts fluff#bts hosoek#bts imagines#bts jungkook#bts quotes#bts#namjoon#seokjin#yoongi#taehyung#jimin#bangtan#jikook#jungkook#jikook angst#jikook fluff#jikook smut#jikook fic#jikook oneshot#rec list
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Jungkook 🐰 Fic Rec (2)
Note.
💜 = personal favorites | ✓ = completed | ✐ = ongoing | ✗ = discontinued, on hiatus | strike through = deactivated, deleted
f = fluff | s = smut | a = angst
Oneshots/Drabbles
Supernatural / Fantasy / Magic/ Superhero AU
Bad Omega, Sweet Omega (10k) s, a, f | werewolf au, omega jungkook
Part of the Bad And Sweet Trilogy
Caught Inbetween (2k) s | hybrid au (*on ao3)
Bunny Adventures (13.6k) s | hybrid au
Courage (2k) f | hybrid au, pining (*on ao3)
Depend on Me (13.1k) s | hybrid au, childhood friends to lovers
Not a Creature was Stirring (10k) horror, s | hybrid au, fantasy au
Explorer (17.8k) f, s | alien au, strangers to friends to lovers + Drabble
Chronicles of My Witchy GF 💜 (31.8k) f, s, crack | witch au, established relationship
Suck It Up! (9.7k) f, s | vampire au, college au, friends-to-lovers
Lucifer (13.5K) s | demon au
Graceful Gods (26k) a, s, f, slight crack | greek god au, strangers to lovers, college au
Worshipers of the Sea (16.3k) f, a | god au
Part of The Worshiper Series
Roommate / Neighbor AU
Pencil Strokes & Paint Splatters (20.2k) f, s | best friends to lovers, roommate au
Part of the And They Were Roommates series
Piss Off Your Parents (16.4k) a, s | fake dating au, roommate au, bad boy au
Helping Hand (23.4k) s, f, a | roommate au, best friends to lovers
Red Carnations f | roommate au
In the Pool with the Neighbour 💜 s | neighbor au
Friends / FWB / Sibling’s Friend (vice versa) / Step-Sibling AU
Show Me Something 💜 (51.7k) heavy a, s | road trip, friends to enemies to lovers, first love
The Present (22.3k) a, s | friends to lovers
I Know I Kissed You Before, but I Didn’t Do It Right (28k) f, light a | fake dating au, best friends to lovers
The Favor ® (5.5k) s, f | idol au, actress reader, best friends to lovers
Holidating (12.8k) f, s, baby a, crack | best friends to lovers
Strictly Platonic (19.4k) f, a, s | best friends to lovers, college au, fake dating au
At the End of the Day (13.3k) f, s, little a | high school friends to lovers, ex-baseball player jungkook, beach/vacation au
Southpaw (30k) a, s | childhood friends to lovers, boxer jungkook, college/frat au
Gotcha f, a, s | childhood friends to lovers
Sister Story: The Days Without You a, f | (yoongi x reader)
Calla Lilies (6.2k) a | hanahaki au, friends to lovers
Part of the Flora & Fauna Series
My Dear Friend s, light a | friends to lovers, fuckboy, college au
Opposable (7.5k) crack, f, s, a | zookeeper, best friends to lovers
Part of the Zookeeper Bangtan Series
A Thousand Reasons Why 💜 (43.1k) f, a, s, crack | friends to lovers
A Night at the Mall (8.6k) s, f | friends to lovers
Can’t Be Without You (30.2k) a, f, s | best friends au, underground fighter au
Willow (23.7k) a, f, s | college au, best friends to lovers
Not Like You (28k) f, a | dilf au, boxer au, childhood enemies/friends
Golden 💜 (4k) s | brother's best friend (*on ao3)
Backseat Bickers (1.7k) f, crack | brother's best friend, enemies
College / High School AU
La Douleur Exquise (9.4k) a f | college au, unrequited love
The Spins (10.3k) s | college au, frat au
Falling (31.4k) a, f, s | soulmate/destiny au, college au, photographer jungkook
10 Things I Hate About You a, f | college au, enemies to lovers
You’ve Got Mail (12.9k) a, f | college au, exes to lovers
Calling You Mine (8.5k+) f | college au, strangers to friends to lovers
Heart Taping (3.3k) f, smidge of a | high school au, soccer player, enemies to lovers
Addiction (9k) s | high school au, yandere au
Artist / Idol / Band AU
A Date with Destiny (11k) f, s, comedy | idol au, strangers to lovers
Inked (5.3k) s | tattoo artist
Co-workers / Work / CEO AU
To All The Men I’ve Fucked Before (30.7k) s, f, a | fake dating au, co-workers to lovers
Bonus (4.7k) crack, f, s | co-workers to lovers, office au + Drabble
Other AUs
Anything for You (1k) f | established relationship
Exile (20.5k) f, a, s | established relationship (*on ao3)
Lover (2.1k) f, crack | established relationship
Mercy (1.3k) slight crack, f, s | established relationship
Good Girl (1.9k) f, s | established relationship
Ancient History (12.8k) a s f | exes to lovers, actor au
After I Left You (38.9k) a, f | exes au, fake dating au, enemies to lovers, unrequited feelings
We Belong Together (5.8k) a, s | soft yandere, toxic relationship
Take a Sip (9.4k) s, f | countryclub au (waiter jungkook x rich reader)
Spring Blooms 💜 (20k) f | florist au
Officially Yours (4k) f, s | arranged marriage, friends to lovers
Mugs & Kisses (6k) f | barista au, strangers to lovers
In the Night (2.3k) s, thriller | yandere au, stalking
Covert Affairs (4.3k) s, a | spy au, enemies to lovers
Go to Town (1.4k) s | pwp
Of Honey and Cinnamon (14k) f | slice of life, enemies to lovers
We Are All Dreamers (16.5k) s, a | soulmate au, enemies to lovers
Epilogue: A Touch of Fate (9.2k) s, a
(Road)tripping for You (31k) f, a bit a | roadtrip au, strangers to lovers, only-one-bed au, summer au
Jeon Jungkook Must Die (14.1k) s
Completed Series
Supernatural / Fantasy / Magic/ Superhero AU
Law of the Nature a f | hybrid au, shifter au, enemies to lovers (2 ch ✓)
With Glass Between Us 💜 a, f | merman au (3 ch + Drabble ✓)
Roommate / Neighbor AU
Caught f | roommate au, slice of life (11 ch ✓)
With a Sense of Innocence f, s | college au, neighbor au, friends to lovers, mutual pining (4 ch ✓)
Friends / FWB / Sibling’s Friend (vice versa) / Step-Sibling AU
Day by Day a, eventual f & s | dilf, best friends to lovers, unrequited love (12 ch ✓)
The Wishlist s, f, a | best friends to lovers, one sided love (6 ch ✓)
Our Little Private Love Affair f, a, crack/humor | (secret) established relationship, friends to lovers (series of drabbles)
Puzzle s, comedy, a | best friends to lovers, fwb au, college au (8 ch ✓)
Bad Boy Good Thing a, s | fwb au, college au, friends to lovers (18 ch ✓)
College / High School AU
Hands on Me f, mild a, s | college au, established relationship (2 ch ✓)
Take My Hands Now drama, a | college au, fuckboy (12 ch ✓)
Popular-ish f, s, a | college au, friends to lovers (14 ch ✓)
Salvage a, f | college au (ft. taehyung) (6 ch ✓)
Sugar and Coffee f, a | pâtisserie school au, enemies to friends to lovers (23 ch ✓)
Part of The Slice of Life Series
Co-workers / Work / CEO AU
Cardiovascular Palpitations f, a, s | fwb, doctor au, co-workers to lovers (2 ch ✓)
Spin-off: Cut Me Open a, s | married couple, doctor au, co-workers to lovers (2 ch ✓) (yoongi x reader)
From Home 💜 f, a, s | fake dating, co-workers to lovers, enemies to lovers, ceo au (12 ch ✓)
In Love with Love (with You) 💜 f | office au, frenemies/childhood friends to lovers (10 ch ✓)
Other AUs
Live Through This a, s | exes to frenemies to lovers, band au, punk au (2 ch ✓)
Red 💜 f, s, a | pregnancy au, exes to lovers (3 ch ✓)
Over The Odds s, a, f | ceo au, sugar daddy (14 ch ✓ + Drabbles)
On My Mind f, s | established relationship (2 ch ✓)
4-7-8 💜 semi-heavy a | established relationship (5 ch ✓)
Gone 💜 eventual s | best friends to enemies to lovers, high school au (10 ch ✓)
Incompleted Series
Always You f, a, possible s | second chances au (1 ch ✐ - Jan 27, 2022)
An Ode to a Broken Heart heavy a, future s | unrequited love, best friends (20 ch ✐ - Mar 13, 2024)
All I Want f, s | best friends to lovers, fuckboy au (5 ch ✐ - Oct 21, 2022)
Netflix & Chill s, f, a | (11 ch ✐ - Aug 23, 2021)
Dilf JK s f | (6 ch ✐ - Jan 8, 2023)
Colour Me In f, a, s | fake dating au (18 ch ✐ - Jan 7, 2024)
Against the Odds s, a, f | established relationship, love triangle au (8 ch + Drabbles ✐ - Nov 11, 2022)
Sequel to Over The Odds s, a, f | ceo au, sugar daddy (14 ch ✓ + Drabbles)
Most Undesirable a, eventual s | bridgerton au, regency era (1 ch ✐ - Jul 25, 2022)
Darknets a | yandere au (3 ch ✐ - June 27, 2022)
Vixen s | hybrid au (9 ch ✗ - Jul 4, 2022)
Like the Wind | hybrid au, strangers to lovers (3 ch ✗ - Jul 17, 2022)
*I'll try to update the list regularly, considering these recs also as my reading library ;)
update: some of my fav authors are deactivated on tumblr but i'll try to update link to their ao3/wattpad etc. instead or simply just keep the list just in case they decide to reactivate again :D
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My BTS Fic Recs
SERIES
After All by @kayeallen-official
jungkook x oc
angst, slow-burn, has a theme song.
Lost Stars by @kayeallen-official
jungkook x oc
angst, drama
Oath by @bangtan-yeonghon
jungkook x oc x taehyung
angst, mafia, memory-loss, friendship, betrayal
Silver Spoon by @blameblamebts
suga x oc x jin
ongoing?, angst, romance, arranged marriage
Carousal by @yoonia
suga x oc
angst, arranged marriage, suspense, mature, ceo!yoongi
About Time by @yoonia
jungkook x reader x jimin
ongoing, angst, time leap, soulmate
Facade by @youmakemebacon
jimin x oc
angst, romance, arranged marriage
I want you to stay by @ahundredtimesover
jungkook x reader
ongoing, ceo!jk, assistent!reader, slow burn, strangers to lovers
Escape by @jjkfire
jungkook x reader
Silver Spoon by @happy-meo
yoongi x reader
office au!, romcom, fluff
Crave by @kayeallen-official
taehyung x Charity (OC)
angel!taehyung, human!oc, supernatural, romance, slow-burn
Note: This was one of the best fanfics that I read. This fanfic is now available as a published book.
Empty Space by @ahundredtimesover
jungkook x reader
undercover officer!jk, angst, smut
Comfort Inn Ending by @joonbird
jungkook x reader
angst, smut
The Soldier and The Surgeon by @taeinmycup
jungkook X reader
soldier!jungkook, doctor!reader, based on "Descendents Of The Sun", currently on hiatus
The Kingdom Club by ocean398 (asianfanfics)
cinderella (oc) x jungkook x lovelyz!yein
angst, psychological, drama, hostclub
ONE SHOTS
Affliction by @leefics
jungkook x reader
arranged marriage
Covert Affairs by @minisugakoobies
jungkook x reader
enemies to lovers, spies!au, mature, angst
Magic Shop by @jungkookiebus
jungkook x reader
angst, fluff, mentions of death
When She Loved Me by @jungkookstatts
jungkook x reader
terminally ill reader, mature, ceo!jungkook
To Protect You by @passionate-noona
jungkook x reader
bodyguard!jungkook, angst
Drabbles
Petals by @hayjeon
jungkook x reader (ft. hoseok)
hanahaki desease, angst
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falling into you (5) | kth + myg
Sometimes Taehyung thinks he loves his roommate so much it makes him sick.
↳ pairing: superhero!taehyung x superhero!yoongi
↳ rating/genre: BTS | 18+ | college au | fantasy | roommates to lovers | fluff | light angst | light smut
↳ wc/date: 3.9k | September 2023
↳ warnings: every chapter is just PINING; the hanahaki is in full force !
↳ notes: when i say "light angst" i really mean full-blown angst tbh
↳ masterlist / taglist
↳ what was jai listening to? the series playlist
Taehyung looks down at the yellow flower petals scattered across his wooden tabletop. They’re damp with phlegm and speckled with dirt that alarms Taehyung, though not as much as the petals' existence. Black-eyed Susans are annual flowers native to North America that appear during the late summer and early autumn. They’re one of Taehyung’s favorite flowers. He enjoys how simple they are. Daisy-like in appearance, Black-eyed Susans typically have upright green stems with thin, pointy yellow petals circling a black or brown center. However, Taehyung appreciates the variations they can come in. They grow well in the greenhouse’s warm environment, and Taehyung has a small pot on one of the shelving units near the back of the greenhouse.
Although Taehyung doesn’t dabble in flower symbolism like some plant lovers do (mostly because he can speak to plants and get to know their personalities rather than rely on almanacs to tell him made-up theories), he will admit that he likes the symbolism of Black-eyed Susans. Humans have attributed the flowers to feelings of motivation, resilience, and encouragement. They’re optimistic flowers by nature, so Taehyung is inclined to believe in the symbolism.
The appearance of Black-eyed Susans on this rainy Sunday afternoon isn’t a good omen, however.
Rain patters against the greenhouse, making the glass roof and walls fog from the difference in temperatures between the inside of the greenhouse and the gloomy weather outside. It may come as a surprise to some, but Taehyung loves the rain. Not only is the sound of rain hitting the roof comforting, but it’s the driving force of all nature. Without rain, life wouldn’t exist. Therefore, he is thankful for its calming and life-giving qualities.
Today, however, the rain depresses Taehyung. Perhaps because he’s dying. Maybe. Probably.
Looking down at his phone, Taehyung lets out a small sound of frustration. Jungkook is a supergenius; why is he giving Taehyung information about a made-up disease? Jungkook needs to stop reading so much BL manhwa. Taehyung is experiencing a genuine medical emergency!
The sound of the heavy wooden backdoor creaking open startles Taehyung into action. Seokjin is weaving through the aisles of floor-level flowerbeds, large pots, and shelving units. In a panic, Taehyung starts scooping the damp petals into the pockets of his mud-smeared apron. He attempts to hide whatever is left within the clumps of dirt on the workbench.
“Taehyung-ah,” Seokjin greets him with a smile. “Why is it that you’re always so stressed these days?”
“I’m not stressed,” Taehyung lies through his teeth, knowing that the pheromones he’s giving off will betray his true feelings to Seokjin and the greenhouse plants. It’s so unfair that he has no control over the aura he puts off.
With a playful roll of his eyes, Seokjin hauls a basket of strawberries onto the workbench beside the pot of orange and white lilies Taehyung has been prepping. He thought the apartment would look nice with fresh flowers, which is the humane way of having a bouquet without killing the plants. Taehyung doesn’t understand the point of a bouquet. Why wouldn’t someone want to plant the flowers and care for them long-term?
“So,” Seokjin tries again. “Are you still not feeling well?”
Taehyung watches him use the sink at the end of the workbench to wash the dirty strawberries and put them into clean jars. “I feel fine.”
Seokjin cocks his eyebrow when Taehyung quickly buries his face into the crook of his elbow and coughs rather violently. “Fine?”
“Mhm,” Taehyung mumbles weakly and silently prays that there won’t be petals left behind when he lifts his head.
Of course, the universe is out to get him.
He quickly turns his body away from Seokjin to brush off the sleeve of his sweater. When the petals fall to the ground, Taehyung kicks them under the table. Seokjin gives him a small smile once Taehyung turns back around.
“Would you like to talk about why you’re coughing so much? Or do I need to let you figure it out on your own?” he asks quietly, dark eyes roaming Taehyung’s confused expression.
“It’s just a cold. I’ll go to the infirmary on Monday,” Taehyung promises as he brushes dirt off the pot. If Seokjin is implying that he knows why Taehyung is coughing, he’s unfortunately confused. There’s no way for Seokjin to know the truth. Jungkook doesn’t even know. “I’ll see you tomorrow, hyung. I need to go before the rain gets worse.”
Taehyung doesn’t wait for Seokjin’s reply. He quickly bows his head a few times, a slight bob that flops his wavy golden bangs on his forehead, and then dashes out of the greenhouse with his plant cradled in his arms.
The rain is unforgiving as he hurries to his apartment, plastering his hair to his face and making his clothes hang heavily on his lanky limbs by the time he enters the apartment lobby. He did his best to protect the lilies by shielding them with his body, even if that meant the uncomfortable bend in his back caused him to cough up more flower petals at least three times before he finally made it home.
Taehyung doesn’t consider himself an angry person. If anything, he tries to maintain a relatively neutral emotional state. Today, though… Today, he’s ready to chuck his phone at his bedroom wall because Jungkook is being the exact opposite of helpful right now. At least Yoongi isn’t home to hear Taehyung hacking up flower petals and phlegm and screaming into his pillow because not only is he potentially dying, but now his room is a disaster from how disgusting this supposed disease is, and he has an essay due at midnight!
It’s going to take forever to vacuum up all these nasty petals. Taehyung is pretty sure the last cough had a little blood in it, but he forces himself not to think about that. He’s so bent out of shape that even Jisoo the Jade Plant and Bobby the Boatlily are silent as Taehyung paces the room.
What is he going to do? In all seriousness, this truly is an emergency. If Taehyung had thought he was broken before, he certainly is now. Perhaps he should have asked Seokjin to explain himself; he’s the only person Taehyung knows who would understand. In all of Taehyung’s extensive research of people with powers like his – or at least something similar – he has never encountered a situation like this.
The shooting sensation that comes right before Taehyung accidentally blows something up slices down his spine. Doubling over from the sharp pain, Taehyung squeezes his eyes shut and grasps at his chest, willing the energy coursing through his nervous system to subside.
Sweat beads along his hairline and dampens his bangs as he focuses on the tightness in his chest. It’s disgusting, the sensation of something twisting inside him, like vines squeezing his lungs.
But it works.
Taehyung collapses onto the floor and immediately coughs up more flower petals. The force of the coughs makes his back arch like a cat. It’s painful now, but he gets the result he wanted. None of his plants explode.
His hands are shaking too much to send another text to Jungkook, so Taehyung calls him instead. He sits on the edge of his bed, gently rocking back and forth to calm himself as the phone rings - lasting only three chimes before Jungkook picks up because Taehyung is sure he’s been waiting. Once Jungkook answers, Taehyung puts him on speaker and sets the phone next to him on part of the bed not covered in flower petals.
“Why aren’t you using your powers?” Jungkook immediately dives into the interrogation that Taehyung was anticipating. It’s still annoying, even if Taehyung knew it was coming.
With a huff, Taehyung presses his palms against his eyes and tries not to cry.
“They’re getting out of control, okay? For months, I haven’t been able to control them! So now I’m just not going to use them, and everything is fine!” Deep down, the rational part of Taehyung knows his reasoning doesn’t make sense, but that part of him is overruled by the part that’s stressed out.
Jungkook’s voice is softer when he asks, “Why can’t you control them, hyung?”
Dropping his hands into his lap, Taehyung stares at the wall across from him where his desk sits. There’s a little picture frame on the corner of his desk. The frame is shaped like a sunflower, with a circular photo in the middle, surrounded by big yellow petals. The photo is of Taehyung and Yoongi on the day that they met. It was at a Pride event that Hoseok’s LGBTQ+ student organization hosted. Taehyung and Yoongi are beaming at the camera with their fingers raised in peace signs pressed against their cheeks. Yoongi is wearing a giant, fuzzy rainbow boa across his shoulders, and Taehyung is in an embarrassing, too-small ladybug dress Jungkook had forced him to wear.
“Taehyung, right? You look cute,” Yoongi laughed as he leaned into Taehyung’s side, off-centered from being a bit drunk. “We should take a picture.”
With a sigh and fresh tears trickling down his cheeks, Taehyung looks down at the phone as if he can see Jungkook sitting there patiently waiting for him to crack finally.
“It’s Yoongi hyung,” Taehyung confesses. “Every time I’m around him, or even if I think about him, I make my plants explode. It hurts them, Jungkook.”
“And it hurts you, too,” Jungkook points out. It makes Taehyung’s heart ache.
“I don’t understand…”
The two men are momentarily silent, letting Taehyung’s situation sink in. Taehyung hears Jungkook sigh through the phone and then some rustling.
“Do you love him?”
The question makes the creepy crawlies in Taehyung’s chest wiggle. He grits his teeth when he responds, “Yeah. But… please don’t tell him. He won’t want to be my friend anymore.”
“What?!” Jungkook’s voice screeches through the phone. The loudness startles Taehyung, and he nearly knocks his phone onto the floor. “Hyung, are you kidding me? Yoongi hyung adores you, what the fuck?”
“Stop yelling at me. I don’t feel good,” Taehyung whines.
“Right. Sorry.” Jungkook pauses. “This is literally just like Hanahaki Disease.”
“Can you quit it with that!” The audacity.
“I’m so serious.” Taehyung can imagine Jungkook rolling his eyes at him. “You’re getting so emotional about liking Yoongi that you’re keeping your powers inside of you. You aren’t letting your feelings out, and your powers don’t have anywhere to go. You literally made flowers grow inside of you, hyung, because you won’t just let yourself be free to express yourself.”
The realization that by suppressing his powers, Taehyung is making his body malfunction is so blatantly obvious when Jungkook explains it that Taehyung feels stupid. He presses his hand to his chest and tries to channel his energy into feeling beyond the tightness– to what’s inside.
Flowers. Beautiful flowers sing to Taehyung, a song so full of sorrow that it makes him crack even more.
“I trapped them,” Taehyung mutters, his voice quiet and far off.
“Yes, you did.”
“Well…” Taehyung messes with the hem of his shirt, realizing a few petals are sticking to it. He really shouldn't be sitting on his bed right now; his clothes are still wet. In this current mindset, though, Taehyung isn't sure if he can care about much else aside from the situation at hand. “What am I supposed to do now?”
Jungkook gives Taehyung the answer he doesn’t want: “Tell him.”
Taehyung can’t do this. He can’t. Jungkook has too much faith in him. It’s not even pessimism making Taehyung doubt himself; he’s coming to this conclusion based on pure evidence.
Exhibit A: Yoongi is home, and Taehyung is hiding in his bedroom.
Exhibit B: Yoongi knocked on Taehyung’s door, knowing Taehyung was home because Hoseok heard Taehyung stressing out inside his head when he walked Yoongi to the apartment, and Taehyung pretended he was asleep.
Exhibit C: Yoongi texted Taehyung, asking if he was okay, and Taehyung turned off his phone.
The problem with roommates is that they live with you. The problem with life is that it doesn’t stop even when you want to hide away in your corner of the world and pray for it to slow down.
For nearly twenty minutes, Taehyung tries to hold in a cough. He knows Yoongi is sitting in the living room because he can hear the record player going. It’s one of Yoongi’s favorite albums: All Eyez on Me. Taehyung isn’t sure what that means for the mood Yoongi is in right now, but he can’t think about it too much because he focuses on keeping himself under control. When the cough finally bursts through Taehyung’s tight-lipped grimace, he hopes Yoongi can’t hear it over 2Pac’s "Shorty Wanna Be a Thug."
“Taehyung-ah?” Yoongi calls out, and Taehyung curses under his breath. The music stops, and the floor creaks as Yoongi nears Taehyung’s bedroom. “Are you okay?”
“Y-yeah, I’m fine!” Taehyung croaks.
“You don’t sound fine…” Yoongi drums his knuckles against the door. “Can I come in? I can help you.”
Of course, Yoongi can help Taehyung; he has the power of healing. Not only that, but Jungkook is convinced that if Taehyung admits his feelings, he’ll be cured. All Taehyung has to do is ask Yoongi to come in…
“Uhhh…” Heart pounding and hands shaking, Taehyung quickly brushes petals off his bed and tries to toss as many as possible into an empty flower pot sitting on the floor by his desk. It’s impossible to hide them all; there are too many.
“Tae?” The door creaks, and Taehyung imagines Yoongi is leaning his shoulder against it as he waits.
“Um, uh,” Taehyung takes a deep breath. “You can come in.”
The moment Yoongi enters Taehyung’s bedroom, his face falls. The dusting of pink on his cheeks drains, making his face look ashen and solemn. He draws his bottom lip between his teeth and nibbles on it as his eyes scan Taehyung’s bedroom, taking in the flower petals. When those troubled eyes finally land on Taehyung’s face, Yoongi’s face crumbles.
“Oh, Taehyung-ah,” Yoongi calls out softly. “What happened?”
It’s instinctual the way Taehyung falls into Yoongi’s outstretched arms. He lets Yoongi hold him close, even allowing himself to nuzzle his face into the crook of Yoongi’s neck without shame. Eucalyptus and peppermint evade his senses, automatically calming him. His tears cease to fall, and his hands no longer shake because he bunches the hem of Yoongi’s oversized t-shirt into his fists.
“I have flowers inside me,” Taehyung whispers into Yoongi’s shoulder. His body hurts from coughing, and he leans most of his weight onto Yoongi. Yoongi can handle it, though. He’s strong, as always, keeping Taehyung upright. His large hands caress Taehyung’s back, gently rubbing along his spine as Taehyung takes deep breaths.
“You’re sick?” Yoongi asks. Taehyung can’t expect him to understand, but he can’t find the energy to explain what’s happening. There’s only one thing that will make this better.
“Mhm,” Taehyung hums an affirmation. He feels warm and gooey, a chocolate chip cookie straight from the oven, broken apart by Yoongi’s strong hands. “You’re healing me.” It isn’t a question.
Yoongi’s hands on Taehyung’s back pause. “I’m sorry. I should have asked permission.”
“It feels good. I hurt all over, hyung. It hurts.”
Nodding his head, Yoongi resumes rubbing Taehyung’s back. They stay like that for a long time, content to be in each other’s arms while Yoongi patiently waits for Taehyung to explain the situation further.
“Hyung…” Taehyung slowly pulls back, far enough to look at Yoongi’s face. There’s that adoration again, a look so gentle and kind that Taehyung feels the tightness in his chest break apart. The longer Yoongi holds him, the easier it becomes to breathe. “I…”
Yoongi nods his head in encouragement.
“I think – no, no, I know I love you,” Taehyung chokes out.
It’s a shame he doesn’t know what Yoongi’s reaction is. The moment the confession leaves his lips, Taehyung squeezes his eyes shut as his whole body shudders. He bends over and coughs what he somehow knows is the remaining bout of petals deep inside his lungs. They’re frail and lackluster in color.
Falling to his knees, Taehyung gasps for air as the strange feeling in his chest slowly disappears, like vines receding into the dirt. His eyes fly open when strong arms come around his waist and hoist him up. When Yoongi settles him into his lap, Taehyung turns toward his body to rest his head on Yoongi’s shoulder.
“That was the strangest thing I’ve ever seen,” Yoongi muses. When Taehyung attempts a weak laugh, Yoongi pulls him tighter against his chest. “Why didn’t you tell me you felt this way?”
“You said dating friends is bad,” Taehyung reminds him. He stares down at his lap and wishes he wasn’t so upset that he can’t appreciate that he’s sitting in Yoongi’s lap.
“When did I say that?” Yoongi leans back slightly to look Taehyung in the eyes.
“That one time we played Hobi hyung’s questions game.”
Yoongi huffs at that, but Taehyung doesn’t know what it means. “That was ages ago, Taehyung. Besides… I, um…” Yoongi clears his throat. Taehyung realizes the color has returned to his cheeks. “It was my way of telling Hobah not to tease me.”
Taehyung furrows his eyebrows. “Tease you about what?”
Yoongi’s eyes drop to Taehyung’s lips. He suddenly feels self-conscious about having his crush look at him so closely, even though Yoongi has seen every side of Taehyung – the good, the bad, and the ugly. Especially the ugly. It comes with the territory of living with someone, Taehyung supposes. It’s hard to hide the undesirable parts of yourself from your roommate.
“I didn’t want him to tease me about how much I like you,” Yoongi whispers. “Love you, actually. I love you, too.”
“Oh…” Taehyung blinks and is very aware of how close his face is to Yoongi’s. It doesn’t help that Yoongi’s eyes keep flitting between locking with Taehyung’s and looking at his lips. “Oh.”
“Ahh, yeah,” Yoongi admits sheepishly. He ruffles the back of his hair and gives Taehyung a small smile. “I’ve been trying to tell you for a while but kept getting too nervous. I, mean, I’m still kind of nerv–”
Taehyung should ask to kiss Yoongi, but he doesn’t. He dives in before he can talk himself out of it. He’s glad he does, of course. Kissing Yoongi frees the last bit of discomfort that had seeped into Taehyung’s bones. The comfort of his pillowy lips on Taehyung’s calms the anxious knot inside his chest. His stress unfurls as Yoongi begins kissing him back, his hands sliding up Taehyung’s back to hold him close as he applies more pressure to their kiss.
Their lips move together in a slow dance like autumn leaves swirling around each other when kicked up in the wind. When they finally pull away, the tip of Taehyung’s tongue brushes against Yoongi’s bottom lip, and Taehyung thinks he tastes the way lilacs smell.
“I think I’m better now,” Taehyung blurts. The laugh that erupts from Yoongi’s chest endears Taehyung and makes him want to hide under his blankets in embarrassment for saying something stupid.
“Good,” Yoongi says with a smile that crinkles the corners of his eyes. “Though I’m very disappointed in you.” Taehyung hides in the crook of Yoongi’s neck because he knows what’s coming next. “I explicitly asked you to tell me when something’s wrong, and you lied to me.”
“I did not lie!” Taehyung groans, but he smiles against Yoongi’s skin. “Maybe I lied a little.”
“You can’t only lie a little. You either did or you didn’t. And you did,” Yoongi teases, and Taehyung decides that there’s nothing else he wants more in life than to be on the receiving end of Yoongi’s teasing.
The pair remain sitting on the floor for the rest of the night as Yoongi asks Taehyung to finally share his struggles with him. Now that they know this can happen to Taehyung, Yoongi wants to make sure Taehyung knows what to do when he feels like he might be repressing his powers again. It’s sweet how concerned Yoongi is for Taehyung’s well-being. He always has been, but it feels different now that Taehyung knows Yoongi loves him, too.
It’s also sweet to receive little kisses in between stories. Taehyung knew being kissed by Yoongi would be life-changing if it ever happened to him. And not just kisses on the lips, but kisses on his eyelids, cheeks, and forehead – god, the forehead kisses! They’re the best, Taehyung decides. They make him feel so, so soft.
What a beautiful thing it is to be loved by Yoongi.
Taehyung feels it in his chest, this flourishing feeling. It’s nothing like the tightness from before. This time, love seeps into his bones rather than stress and fear. This sensation brings him tranquility and light. So much so that Taehyung eventually drifts off to sleep, still in Yoongi’s embrace.
“Taehyung-ah,” Yoongi attempts to rouse Taehyung. “Let's get you to bed, okay?”
With his eyes still closed, Taehyung shakes his head. Physical and emotional exhaustion has caught up with him, but he can’t extricate himself from Yoongi. It sounds like the worst idea in the history of the world.
“I change my mind. I’m not better yet,” Taehyung slurs with drowsiness. Taehyung’s head bobs up and down with the force of Yoongi’s laughter.
“Want me to lie with you?” Yoongi asks. He runs his fingers through Taehyung’s bangs, gently pushing them away from his face as Taehyung lifts his head. It feels good, but everything feels good with Yoongi.
“Okay,” he concedes with eyes still closed. He lets Yoongi maneuver him off his lap and forces himself to stand up because superstrength isn’t one of Yoongi’s powers, and Taehyung is much bigger than him.
He and Yoongi have never cuddled but fall naturally into place once their backs hit the mattress. Much to Taehyung’s surprise, Yoongi rests his head on Taehyung’s chest and wraps his arm around his waist. It’s silly, but the position makes Taehyung feel special, like he’s somehow in charge of ensuring Yoongi has a good cuddling experience. He worries his chest is too bony and his body too thin to feel comfortable.
Yoongi must pick up on Taehyung’s struggle from his stiff body language because he lets out a quiet huff of a laugh and says, “Relax, Tae. I’m happy.”
“I’m happy, too,” Taehyung whispers.
Throughout the apartment, Taehyung’s plants coo.
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Hello! Welcome to the Matchalist🍵 where you can read the stories and sip the tea I share with you all. More drinks of choice—ranging from teaspresso shots and lattes—are being developed, so they will be revealed soon!!
Please note that I created these fanfics myself. I do inform if I’ve been inspired by and if stories are based on movies, songs, ideas, etc. Almost all of my stories are rated mature. If you’re under the age of 18, please do not interact.
Stories are written purely for creative purposes. Main OC/Readers are presented as afab! as it’s coming from my perspective and what I affiliate with. Physical descriptions and appearance of OC/Reader are left vague to leave creativity up to the readers’ minds. If descriptions are applied, it pertains to the plot. BTS are written as fictional characters. In no way, shape or form, are they like this in real life. I do not own HYBE or Bangtan themselves. Feedback (even constructive criticism) and comments are always welcome!
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「ONE SHOTS」
⋙ Cien Años (a, f)
Hanahaki AU
A sad story of two best friends who loved each other for different reasons.
TBA…
TBA…
TBA…
「ONE SHOTS」
⋙ Best Lover (f, s)
Secret Established Relationship AU, PWP
Though hiding a relationship had its struggles, you and Jimin made it work. Which meant learning about each other, knowing the way you both function, understanding flaws…and teaching Jimin how to be the best lover he can be for you.
「SERIES」
⋙ No Kisses (a, f, s)
Football AU, Enemies to Lovers, Frienemies with Benefits
It’s championship week! The most anticipated week of the school year; however, leading up to the events, you and your council must collaborate with the football team to promote school spirit and pride. Unfortunately, you’re forced to work with your number one enemy, Football team captain and fuck boy, Kim Taehyung, known for having a mysterious “no kisses” rule.
⋙ Glimpse of Us (a, f, s)
Idol AU, Ex-Childhood Best Friends
BTS’s V has been living a lavished and successful lifestyle, but underneath all of that, Kim Taehyung is far from the perfect image the media and fans made him out to be. All he wants is to relive the feelings of happiness and purpose in his life, but how can he when he left behind those memories years ago? The same memories, he hopes to see a glimpse of.
「ONE SHOTS」
⋙ Good for Me (f, s)
Bad Boy AU, PWP
You went home for the weekend, leaving a pissed-off and bruised-up Taehyung dry and devastated. So what does he do?—follow you home. Insane? Probs, but you’re always good for him so why not?
「ONE SHOTS」
⋙ Please Teach Me? (s)
Supernatural AU
You’re a succubus who doesn’t know a thing or two on luring men, and it doesn’t help that your first task in training is to get the most egotistical fuck boy in the human realm in bed, Beta Tau Sigma president Jeon Jungkook.
↳ Please Love Me! (Sequel to Please Teach Me?) (f, s)
Supernatural AU, Friends with Benefits
By thirsty popular demand, I present to you a small sequel to Please Teach Me? Your succubus self has been going back and forth to the human realm to be…friends with benefits??? With your first task, Jeon Jungkook. Though you only see it as him, finding the good in his humanity, and helping you with your training, Jungkook suddenly thinks otherwise. Yet, he’s in denial.
Updated: March 2023
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JUNGKOOK ROYAL FANFIC RECOMMENDATIONSજ⁀➴જ⁀➴જ⁀➴જ⁀➴જ⁀➴જ⁀➴
♞ 4 Seasons | Royal Guard!Jungkook x Fem!Princess!Reader | series | @sweetcarrotsandroses97
♞ Bloody Love... | yandere!king!jungkook X oc(coronis) | Series | @hongjoongscafe
♞ La Belle et la Bête | yandere!king!jungkook X Reader | OneShot | @chaoticpuff17
♞ Sing to me |Prince!Siren!Jungkook X Reader | OneShot | @bonny-kookoo
♞ the exile | jungkook x f!reader | Series | @dxnbeez
♞ warrior jk | warrior!jungkook x princess!reader | @jungkookschin
♞ Hieros Gamos | God!Thanatos!Jungkook x Goddess!reader | @girl8890
♞ Dynasty | Jk X reader | Historical AU | @jimlingss
♞ petals with luv | Emporer!Jungkook x PalaceWoman!Reader | Hanahaki AU | @hisunshiine
♞ a lover’s bond | jungkook x female reader | greek mythology! AU | @latetaektalk
♞ prima nocta | king!jungkook, virgin!reader | royalty au | One-Shot | @yoon2kmain
Love Letters | Prince!Jungkook × Maid!Reader | @bonny-kookoo
♞ The Dark Prince | Prince!Jungkook X Caretaker! freader | Series | @jkeuphoriadreamland
♞ Your Head | Royalty!Jungkook x Peasant!Reader | OneShot | @kookiecrumb
♞ Once Upon a Bracelet | Prince Jungkook x Sorceress Reader | Fantasy Au | @ladyartemesia
♞ something in the heir | knight!jungkook x palace woman!reader | Oneshot | @hisunshiine
♞ Divine Intervention | Jungkook x Goddess!Reader | Oneshot | @minisugakoobies
♞ simply meant to be | pumpkin king!jungkook x fem reader | OneShot | @caelesjjk
♞ UNWANTED | King/brother Jungkook × slave/older sister YN | @kangmoon27
♞ angel in the marble | michelangelo!jungkook x servant!reader | high renaissance au | OneShot | @venusjeon
♞ Primrose | Emperor Jungkook x Empress Y/N | @mingshits
♞ Aggressive | Prince ! Jungkook × reader | OneShot | @rialikesbts
જ⁀➴જ⁀➴જ⁀➴જ⁀➴જ⁀➴જ⁀➴
MASTERLIST here
#bangtan#bts imagine#jungkook fic#bts masterlist#bts#bts jimin#namjoon#jimin#jungkook x reader#bts ff#jungkook#jeon jungkook#jungkook imagine#yoongi#jk icons#bts jk#fuck jkr#jk#jungkook icons#bts jungkook#jungkook bts#jk recommendations#jk bts#jk jk#jk royals#jk fanfic#kookie#jk fanart#jeon jeongguk#jeongguk
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BTS MASTERLIST
OT7
Crown
Sneak peak
Premise: In a world where vampires, werewolves, Fae folk and magic coincide harmoniously. What are the odds that 7 of these beings would share a single mate. She's not human, but something else entirely. Is she really worth finding out?
Supernatural AU // series
Ft. Straykids
💜♾💜♾💜
Not Gonna Happen
Premise: Fight or Flight. Meet BTS or run away from BTS?
"Uh guys.... she's rolling away." Yoongi points to you and your attempt to escape the room. Hands grab your ankles to hinder your escape. "I hate all of you." You groan at Yeonjun, who still had hold of you. You give up letting out a deep sigh, wishing the ground would open from under you.
drabble
Ft. TXT
💜♾💜♾💜
The Price We Pay
Premise: Shoes echo in the room as they all leave him alone with his thoughts. Goodbyes unheard by the man now drenched in sweat, fists gripped tightly to his desk. This could be a terrible idea, one of his worst, but he had to try.
There was only one person capable of helping him now, to keep his boys safe.
But at what cost?
Mafia au // drabble
💜♾💜♾💜
"The Restricted Collection"
Premise: You'll have to enroll to find out.
Warnings: *will update*
Hogwarts au's // Mini-Series
💜♾💜♾💜
Gambler's Ruin
Premise: It was a bet gone wrong. A bet they didn't think they'd loose.
Warnings: Swearing, toxic friendships
college au's // drabble
💜♾💜♾💜
RUN
Premise: Running was their thing. But when it became a problem rather than a solution, it was time for you to start running.
Warnings: hurt/no comfort
drabble
💜♾💜♾💜
Gone Once Again
Premise: Too many mistakes. Each one a new regret. The only hope for you to not be seen.
Warnings: hurt/no comfort
drabble
💜♾💜♾💜
GIF by ksjknj
Kim Namjoon
To Breathe Again
Premise: It was never supposed to be him. You'd never let it be him, you'd be damned if you lost him. So you'll do anything to get him back...anything.
body swapping au // Series
💜♾💜♾💜
GIF by jinfesta
Kim Seokjin
Truth or Lies
Premise: It was up to him to decide. You knew this wasn't something to push. “Are we telling the truth or are we lying?”, patiently you waited.
drabble
💜♾💜♾💜
GIF by yoonggi
Min Yoongi
Headphones
Premise: Just a figure in Yoongi's studio, that is until someone finally asked about you.
drabble
💜♾💜♾💜
Endlessly Yours,
Premise: If only lilies weren't so lethal.
Hanahaki au // drabble
💜♾💜♾💜
GIF by hope-film
Jung Hoseok
How Far
Premise: No matter how far or how much time has past memories still follow you.
drabble
💜♾💜♾💜
Love Revocation
Premise: Only your brothers would be willing to step in and try to change your future. But history isn't easy to overcome, even if it is all but forgotten.
Historical au // drabble
💜♾💜♾💜
Park Jimin
Must Be
Premise: *COMING SOON*
Adopted siblings au // drabble
💜♾💜♾💜
GIF by sugaa
Kim Taehyung
Lucid
Sneak peak
Premise: What if this lucid dream isn't his? What if he isn't the only one brought here? What if she's the one deciding? Either way she never speaks a word.
Lucid Dream au // series
💜♾💜♾💜
In Too Deep
Premise: He's your brother's best friend, that's why you let things slide, but he's gone too far. He's crossed too many lines and now he had to accept that his regular excuses weren't good enough. One hell of a wake-up call to realize just how deep he was in.
Warnings: Swearing, crude language, alcohol, and mentions smut
Brother's Best Friend au // drabble
💜♾💜♾💜
GIF by jjks
Jeon Jungkook
Treasure
Premise: He wants to be your treasure.
Warnings: Swearing and smut(in part 2).
Hybrid au // drabble
💜♾💜♾💜
Tell Me Again
Premise: You always knew what your relationship was. You always knew he was still in love with his ex. Now she's back, but you won't let him avoid his feelings.
Warnings: Mentions of sexual relationship and nudity
Word Count: 1.4K
Friends with benifits // drabble
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