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hvnnibvni · 1 year

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Together Again | JJK *part 1*

Pairings: Jungkook/Reader

Genre: Mature themes. Romance. Angst. Arranged marriage AU. Childhood best friends to lovers AU.

Warnings: cheating, reader is a rope bunny (ALLEGEDLY), hard!dom JK, switch!reader, reader likes to be slutted out, drunken sex, unplanned pregnancy(this is in the end dw😅), cunnilingus, oral (both receiving), fighting (talk shit get hit) daddy!kink, praise!kink, dirty talk, spanking, hair pulling. Just all around nasty y’all.

Summary: After reader finds her long-term boyfriend in bed with their mutual friend. She moves back into her family home, but under one condition. She has to marry her childhood friend that has been arranged since their childhood. For a wedding gift they go to a mountainous getaway with a group of friends, reader is told that ex and mutual friend get invited, so reader and jk decide to pretend not to know each other to avoid any confusion or miscommunication.

Authors note: Hi! Sorry it’s so late but here it is. I hope you guys enjoy. I’m making this into a series. I feel like it’s a little unprofessional not to have a masterlist but I’m working on that too. Just bare with me please in new to this lol. Also feel free to ask me any questions, or express your honest opinions Im all ears good or bad. Should I make a tag list?

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‘How the fuck did I get here’

You thought as you sat in you car, filled with you things. You had just left the home YOU bought after catching your boyfriend Yunwoo cheating one you.. With your supposedly best friend. Sitting there thinking, you should’ve saw the signs. They were there right in front of your face. You felt like a fool. Luckily you’ve always kept a cool head, or else you would’ve done something you’d regret. You honestly wished you did. You wanted them to hurt just as much as they hurt you, but you knew if wouldn’t change anything so why stress yourself out about it. But silence is the best way to get under someone’s skin isn’t it. No matter how much he cried and apologized. You didn’t turn back, you’ll never go back to him. That a promise you made to yourself on you journey back home.

Earlier that day:

“Hey y/n what can I get you” the barista, you’ve gotten to know over the years asks, “Let me have my usual please Janine, oh! And can you serve it really hot please, thank you.” You were making you your normal daily rounds that day, which normally started out with a hot coffee at your favorite cafe when you realized you forgot you wallet back at the house. “Ah actually scratch that. I seem to have left my wallet at home.” You say, making the sudden realization. “You know what don’t walruses about it it’s on the house,” Janine says with a smile. “That you so much I appreciate the generosity, but I have to go back home anyway. I’ll come back and pay for the coffee.” You just couldn’t shake this strange feeling telling you to go back home. Your boyfriend of 5 years seemed was acting strange this morning. Being overly sweet all of a sudden, waking you up, making you breakfast. It just seemed like he was trying to get you out of the house.

when you pull into the driveway you see his car still out front, but you didn’t find that as strange as you best friend, Cristal car along side his. “Strange,” you say to yourself as you pull into the driveway. She never texted that she was coming over, but you check you phone to be safe. But you still can’t shake the uneasy feeling you have in your gut that something fishy is going on inside your home without you knowing. The calm rational you is telling you to just walk in your home as if it’s nothing, but the bad bitch part of you is telling you to unlock your fence and sneak in though the back door. So that’s just what you do. As you’re sneaking inside your house you notice clothes spread all across you living room floor training up the stairs to your bedroom. “Oh hell nah I know these motherfuckers ain’t- okay.” You whisper to yourself as you tiptoe up the stairs.

As you reach your bedroom you hear the faint sound of laughter behind the door. You decide to listen in on the conversation before letting your presence known. “Why don’t you just leave her already. She can’t make you happy the way I do.” You hear Cristal say. “I’m just waiting for the right time Cristal you know how she can be. She so clingy, she acts like she can’t live without me,” Yunwoo explains to Cristal. You scoff to yourself as head this. “Mmcht yeah right like this isn’t my house you’re freeloading it.” You number to yourself as you lean in closer to get a better listen. No one knew that you were he one that made all the money between you two. Yunwoo didn’t have a job and was too embarrée to move back in with his parents after he dropped out of college. So you bought this home for the both of you to stay in. You on the other hand were and heiress to one of the most biggest, prestigious designing companies in the world. In other words you’re the 1 percent of the q percent. But you’ve always kept it a secret, because it is taboo to mention your wealth in front of other people who are less fortunate.

“well I just don’t see how it’s right to keep pretending and leading her on like this. Im starting to get annoyed just looking at her. She’s so pathetic.” At this point you e already opened the door. They look at you in shock to see you home this early. “Y/n-“ you hold up your hand. Not trying to hear a single word coming out of yunwoo’s mouth, already disgusted. You don’t speak of give them the time of day. Of course you have lots to say, say you listened to their conversation you realized that these people were below you. These people betrayed your trust, and defiled your home. They’re worth less than the dirt on a dog’s paw. And what do you look like speaking to those who aren’t even worthy enough to lick the dirt off of your dogs feet? “Y/n please let’s talk about this like adults.” Yunwoo pleads. All you can do is scoff ass you go around the room and gather your things.

“Yunwoo baby just let her go. You don’t need something like that anyways. She’s not worth the time,” Cristal says picking through her nails. “You know what Cristal you’re right. I don’t need this. I deserve better and y/n baby you can’t give that to me. I’m on to better things in life. While you’re going to be stuck a sad, lonely, bitter, insignificant, bitch no one can stand. So go on. Leave.” Yunwoo, who has more than audacity says to you. You, the classy person you are smile at him, gather your clothes, jewelry, and dog walk away. Leaving everything behind.

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shiba-chuu · 1 year

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Namjoon: Remember! Curiosity killed the cat!

Jin: Yes, but you forget that satisfaction brought it back. So yes, Jungkook, go find out if that thing can catch fire!

Namjoon: You're a bad influence.

Jin: And you don't know your sayings.

#kpop incorrect quotes #bts #bts incorrect quotes #jin #bts jin #rm bts #kim namjoon #kim najoon #kim seokjin

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thebangtancloud · 2 years

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Hi! I hope you're taking requests and are doing well! Can I get a reaction to BTS hearing you giggle in your sleep then you wake up giggling/laughing softly and then when you look at them you tell them "I had the funniest dream ever, I woke up by own laugh" this literally just happened and I can't help but to wonder

He catches you giggling in your sleep ~ BTS Reactions

A/n: AHHH this happens to me so often and my mum has a few recordings of me on her phone where I'm simply laughing in my sleep lol

Kim Namjoon:

Eyes widening in surprise, Namjoon placed his book down and bent over to see you quietly laughing into your hand.

"You awake?" He smiled fondly when you turned around to face him. Your eyes were red and swollen from the sleep that you had just woken up from, a sheepish look on your face when you nodded.

"You won't believe what I dreamt of," you spoke with wonder in your eyes, immediately sitting up and moving to fit between him and the couch. "I woke myself up because of my own laugh."

"What did you dream of?" Namjoon chuckled at the way you still couldn't stop giggling, gently brushing away some hair that was stuck to the side of your face.

"I dreamt of Yoongi in the 'That That' music video - that scene where he flies in? I guess I was watching from somewhere when you suddenly appeared and started doing the dance yourself," you laughed humorously, raising two hands in the shape of guns so as to imitate how you had seen him in your dream.

"Oh really?" Najoon guffawed at your description. "Was it so funny?"

"I mean," you sniffed, "you were trying really hard with those hip thrusts."

"Sweet Lord," Namjoon rolled his eyes. "I don't know where you get such dreams from."

"I'm known for my wild imagination," you giggled softly, snuggling into the warmth of his embrace which he easily pulled you into.

"Your imagination better be about me only."

"You're the only reason why I wake up from my dreams, bubba." You assured him with a kiss on his hand.

"You're even better in real life than you are in my dreams."

Kim Seokjin:

Just when Jin was about to pop another sour candy into his mouth, your giggle caught his attention. He briefly looked over at you who were sitting in the passenger seat with your head against the window, the softest smile on your face.

Jin laughed to himself when he realized you must be dreaming about something funny, looking back at the road and continuing to munch on his candy with an enamored smirk on his face.

Your giggle somehow woke you up, turning to face Jin with an embarrassed laugh and sleep in your eyes.

"Shit, did you see that?"

"Sure did, babe." He offered you an orange strip of candy.

"I woke up by my own laugh," you mumbled in embarrassment, chuckling along with Jin nonetheless. Jin pulled his sunglasses back down onto the bridge of his nose, briefly looking into the rearview mirror before turning back to face you.

"Slept well?"

"Yeah," you nodded lightly. "My neck hurts though."

"You were in a weird position," Jin pointed to the window. "But you seemed to be having good dreams, no?"

"Right," you chuckled, not knowing how to explain the dream to him.

"It was so funny, I remember laughing so hard in my dream and the next thing I know, I'm laughing loud enough to wake up by it."

Jin nodded knowingly with a grin on his face. "I've experienced that a few times too."

"It's embarrassing that you saw me, though."

"Don't be embarrassed. You looked as cute as ever, a bonus point for me. I love hearing you laugh, my stomach...I don't know. Something topples and turns in there when you laugh."

"Must you still flirt with me after all these years we've been together?"

"You'll be saying this on the day you turn sixty too, wait and watch."

Min Yoongi:

Yoongi sniffled in his sleep, feet stretching and toes curling with a little squeak that came from him. His arms rose about his head, absentmindedly scratching his scalp when a little laugh floated towards him.

Yoongi immediately turned over onto his stomach and covered his face, thinking you were up to mischief and recording videos of his face, but then you fell absolutely silent.

Peaking out from the safety of his pillow, Yoongi looked at you lying on your stomach as well, both palms lying flat on the mattress and a little smile on your mouth. Yoongi looked puzzled, raising his head higher to take a better look at you when you suddenly began to chuckle to yourself in your sleep.

Pursing his lips into a tight line to hold back his own laugh, Yoongi raised himself up onto his elbow and rested his head on his hand, looking at you sleeping beside him. He laughed silently when you were laughing and when your eyes suddenly opened and stared off into the distance, Yoongi fell back against the bed and began cackling like a wild goose, clutching onto his stomach which was hurting from how hard he was laughing.

"I had the funniest dream ever," you covered your face in embarrassment, your shoulders trembling with the giggles that you were trying to hide.

"I could clearly see," Yoongi sighed loudly after calming down from his laughing fit. "Damn, you looked possessed."

"Gee, thanks Yoongi. You don't even want to know how you looked in my dream."

"Oh, you were dreaming about me?" Yoongi looked over cautiously. "What was it about?"

"I'll save that for a time I'm in the mood to annoy you."

Jung Hoseok:

Hoseok rushed for his phone with just a towel around his waist, water still dripping from his wet hair onto the floor, but he couldn't miss this opportunity to record you laughing in your sleep.

Opening the camera on his phone, Hoseok took a few pictures before he began to record you curled up into a ball, your fingers clutching the pillow as you began to laugh lightly, still in your sleep.

Tiny giggles left Hoseok's mouth, stretching his leg onto the bed and balancing on his knee to get a better view.

"Aigo, look at this cutie," Hoseok cooed in a whisper behind the camera, wanting to pinch your cheeks but also not wanting to wake you up. A few seconds later, you woke up mid-laughter, looking across at Hoseok who immediately lowered the camera, not wanting you to catch him recording you.

"Hobi," you caught his arm and began to laugh even harder, eyes scrunching shut at something you'd seen in your dream.

"What did you see?" Hoseok wondered with a bright grin, swooping some of his hair that was falling into his eyes back over his head. "You were laughing so hard."

"You-" you couldn't get out any words, clutching your stomach and yelping in pain, "Ah!"

"What, what? What did you dream of?"

"You came home with a mask and showed me- oh gosh, I'll never forget the look on your face! You said the stylist messed up your look and suddenly you had a mustache only on one side of your face!"

Hoseok almost snorted, totally imagining the scenario in his head before sitting on the bed, shrieking at how weird he must've looked in your dream.

"What the heck!"

"It was so funny, Hobi! I literally woke up laughing and you were right there! I thought you were so embarrassed that you shaved off the rest of your mustache too!"

"I don't even have a mustache, (Y/n)," he deadpanned, raising an unimpressed eyebrow at you before leaping forward and crushing you in a hug.

"You think I look too funny, huh? Come, let me tickle you and make you laugh some more!"

"AH!"

Park Jimin:

Jimin lay in bed beside you with nothing but a pair of shorts, his phone in his hand, scrolling through the internet and waiting for Taehyung to come online so that they could play together.

Mindlessly liking a few posts, Jimin sighed, utterly bored and hungry. He placed his phone down on the bed and turned to face you, a little smile immediately tugging at his lips.

You were laying on your back, face turned towards him and a pillow in between your legs, a lopsided grin stretching the side of your mouth.

Your eyebrows faintly rose, before you moved towards him completely, pulling your knees higher up and giggling lightly. Jimin was fascinated, to say the least, holding in his laughter for as long as he could until a hand reached up to cover your mouth.

"Oh my god," you laughed to yourself, shrinking further into a ball and covering your face. "That was the funniest dream ever!"

"Yeah?" Jimin chuckled at your reaction. "What was it?"

Instead of responding, you turned onto your back and began to laugh again, deflating into a sigh and staring at the ceiling above you.

"Did I really just laugh out loud?"

"You did." Jimin couldn't help but chortle at the look of realization on your face, his shoulders bouncing with every laugh that bubbled out of him.

"I'm embarrassed now," you mumbled under your breath, shaking your head ever so slightly. "I didn't know I'd end up laughing in real life too."

"What was the dream about?"

You slammed a pillow right over your face.

"I'll tell you when I'm done being embarrassed."

Kim Taehyung:

"Aye," Taehyung whispered gently to get Yeontan to stay still in his arms. "Don't move bubba, I might hurt you."

Taehyung delicately held his paw within his grip, spreading his toes and applying some of the antiseptic cream onto the inflamed skin.

Both Yeontan and Taehyung turned towards the couch when your giggle floated towards them. Before Taehyung could react, Yeontan leaped out of his arms, running across towards you and standing up against the couch thinking you were awake and ready to play with him.

Taehyung soon followed, covering the short distance by crawling over and smiling fondly down at you who were holding the cushion against your chest, a light grin playing at your lips. Taehyung wanted to pull Yeontan back when he saw the little one attempting to jump on top of the couch and onto you, but when you began to laugh gently in your sleep, Taehyung paused and simply stared at you, thoroughly enamored.

Your eyes opened within a few seconds, jerking back in surprise when you spotted Yeontan not even a few inches away from your face. Taehyung began to laugh at your reaction, placing an assuring hand over your thigh when you jumped up.

"It's funny that I was dreaming about Yeontan and he was right there when I woke up," you murmured lazily, looking at Taehyung with a small grin. "Hi!"

"Hi, bubba." Taehyung touched the side of your face gently. "Had a good nap?"

"Oh, I did," you giggled, picking Yeontan up who just never seemed to get tired. "When did you get home?"

"About an hour ago."

"Why didn't you wake me up?" you pouted.

"I love watching you sleep," Taehyung smirked, squeezing your cheeks and giving you a little kiss. "You looked so cute laughing in your sleep. I bet you were dreaming about me."

"I just told you I was dreaming about Yeontan. He's more important to me," you teased.

"I'm going to pretend you never said that."

Jeon Jungkook:

"Oh shit," Jungkook gasped under his breath when another intense scene played on the TV, his eyes wide and focused, hands clenched into fists at the tension. "He's behind you, idiot!"

Jungkook briefly turned and placed a hand over your ear in fear that the sound of the TV would wake you up, frowning in concentration and looking back at the screen when the main character suddenly turned but the ghost disappeared.

Jungkook almost felt the hair on his arms stand when he heard a giggle, and he could've sworn it was from the TV, but soon the sound increased and your face began to shake lightly under his palm.

He looked down at you whose face was snuggled into his thigh, shoulders shaking a little and half of your lopsided grin on display. Your eyes opened not even a moment later, staring blankly at nothing before continuing to laugh at something you probably must've seen in your dream.

"Hi, baby," Jungkook grinned down at you when you turned to look at him. You waved sleepily, little giggles still pouring out of you.

"I had the funniest dream ever, I was laughing so much and I guess I woke up by my own laugh."

"Oh really?" Jungkook smiled, running his thumb along your eyebrow. "Wanna tell me about it?"

"No," you shook your head, kissing the inside of his palm before turning over and pulling another pillow closer to your chest.

"I want to finish that dream and see who gets the orange in the bucket."

"What?" Jungkook laughed in confusion, bending over and laying half of his body over yours. "What orange?"

"The ones near the apples, Jungkook," you mumbled stupidly as if the was the most obvious thing in the world. "You made them dance on those horses, no?"

"Sleep," Jungkook giggled, shaking his head and patting your back. "You're making no sense."

"No, you're holding them. Give them to me so that I can sleep."

"Okay, baby."

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cookiegirlsstuff · 3 months

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hi i saw ur post asking for a request so here i am lol 💞

I just would like a fic with lee taehyung and ler jungkook because i lovee

Taehyung draws on Jungkook's face while he's sleeping so jungkook takes revenge

A prank goes wrong

Lee: Taehyung

Ler: Jungkook

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It was that time again. It was one of those days when Taehyung was in a very mischievous mood. He wanted to prank his members and right now he was thinking about who would be the best victim.

Jin? No, he would just complain about Taehyung being annoying.

Yoongi? Definitely not! No explanation needed.

Hobi? Too good at revenge.

Najoon? No, he was already stressed enough.

Jimin? Probably not. He had already pranked Jimin yesterday.

So there was only one left: the maknae Jungkook

Taehyung couldn't resist the temptation as he watched Jungkook sleeping peacefully on the couch. The youngest member of BTS had dozed off after a long day of practicing for their upcoming performance. Taehyung smirked mischievously as he grabbed a pack of colorful markers, his mind buzzing with ideas.

Carefully, Taehyung approached Jungkook with silent steps, making sure not to wake him up. He sat down next to the sleeping maknae and started to draw on his face with the markers. Taehyung drew silly faces, hearts, and even wrote 'Taehyung was here' on Jungkook's forehead.

Once he was satisfied with his work, Taehyung sat back and admired his masterpiece. But he didn't have much time to revel in his triumph as Jungkook stirred in his sleep. Taehyung quickly scrambled away and hid in his room.

Jungkook groggily opened his eyes and rubbed them, still half-asleep. As he got up to stretch, he noticed that something felt off on his face. He walked over to a nearby mirror and froze when he saw the colorful drawings all over his face.

'TAEHYUNG!' Jungkook yelled, turning his head back and forth in search of the culprit. But Taehyung was nowhere to be seen. Jungkook groaned in frustration, knowing that Taehyung had probably hidden.

After cleaning his face, Jungkook plotted his revenge. He had already come up with the perfect revenge plan. As he quietly entered Taehyung's room, he saw his hyung watching something on his phone. Perfect, Jungkook thought.

He sneaked up quietly before jumping on Taehyung with a yell and pushing him into the bed.

"Jungkook - ah what are you doing?" asked Taehyung, trying to sound surprised but having a hard time not laughing.

"I'll take revenge!" Jungkook smiled and showed his bunny teeth.

"For what?" replied Taehyung with a smug grin.

"Hmm, let me think about it…." said Jungkook, making a serious face while pinning Taehyung's arms above his head.

“Then I'll give your memory a little help,” Jungkook said and both lads made their hands like claws as they were inching towards his hyung.

His eyes widened and he started thrashing around like his life was dependent on it.

“Are you okay Tae? You seem scared” the younger one, asked as his hand made contact with the soft skin of his tumy and started clawing there like crazy.

Taehyung immediately started laughing and desperately tried to escape. He hadn't been tickled in a while and had almost forgotten how ticklish he was.

"I was peacefully sleeping in the living room. But then you brat came", Jungkook began the story telling.

"And you drew on my beautiful young face," he continues the story while tickling Taehyung's sides.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” he only cried in laughter and he was trying to pull his arms down but it was useless. Jungkook was too strong and the tickles make him even weaker.

"That wasn't so nice of you Kim Taehyung!" laughed Jungkook.

“Ihihihi- I am sorryhyhyhy” Taehyung managed to say.

"You really think that a small sorry is enough to get away from my punishment?" Jungkook asked.

"Jungkook - ahaha please," Taehyung begged, giggling.

"Let me think about it….no," the maknae said and started the tickle attack again.

“Naww little Taehyungie is weak for tickles. How cute~” Jungkook cooed at the older wiggling his small but very skilled fingers in the hollows of his underarms leaving a tingly and ticklish sensation at the skin.

“JUNGKOOK - AH ENOHOHOUGH!” V fell into screaming laughter, thrashing around as his sweet spot was being tortured mercilessly.

"No, not yet," Jungkook decided and moved to the older boy's ribs.

"Let's play something", he said with a lovely smile. But for Taehyung he looked like a pure devil in this moment.

"Let's play rib counting," laughed Jungkook.

“NAHAHAHAHAHA KOHOHOHOHOHOKIE NOHOHOHOHO” Taehyung shrieked Taehyung.

But of course the bunny, mean as always, didn't listen to Tae's helpless begging.

"1....2....3....4....5....6", Jungkook counted.

“NOHOHOHOHO KOHOHOHOHOHOKIE I’M REAHAHALLY SOHOHOHOHOHORRY” Taehyung laughed.

"7....8....9....10....11....12. Exactly 12", Jungkook giggled as he finished the tickling finally.

After that, Jungkook placed Taehyung on his lap and put on a movie as they both enjoyed some ramen.

Eventually, his hyung fell asleep while leaning into the bunny, who gave a smile as he thought:

*Maybe I should tickle him more often*

And with that both of them fell asleep.

Thanks for your request! I had so much fun to write it and I hope you'll like it 😉 thank you even more because I was really bored and needed some inspiration for what to write 💜

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allforbtsu · 3 years

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Save My Seoul From Comfort | Chapter 1

Ot7 X Reader (eventually)

Summary: With nothing else left from your aunt but debt, you have no other choice but to start working as a prostitude. After all this time of loneliness, you may have found seven boys in the same situation as you who are set on changing all your lives.

Warning: This series might be distressing to some readers as it includes indirect description of sex trafficking and rape. I do not condone any scene that violates Human Rights, this is purely fiction and used to set light on an international issues.

Word Count: 2.8k

Genre: non-idol au, smut, fluff

Prologue

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The streets were full of life, people wandering everywhere, entering cafes, bars, and restaurants. It was a warm night, the air smelled of summer and fast food, and as you walked ahead the amount of lights that emanated from the stores gave you a sense of comfort. Contradicting the feeling that you had, feeling as if you had no other choice tightened your chest, the feeling of no escape, nowhere to run.

The store you were looking for could be seen from blocks away, luminescent, as if it metaphorically wanted to attract the flies to the fire. And there you were, walking through its doorstep with no other choice, with the necessity to comply with your needs.

Inside it was the complete opposite, the light provided barely allowed you to see the faces of the people, as if it wanted to hide away what was going on in the shadows. Clutching your belongings in one hand and the other tightly hidden in your jacket, you walked straight to the reception of the bar. Your aunt had given you clear instructions on what to do, walk to the reception, tell them your situation, and then they will see what they do with you from there.

“Hello,” You say awkwardly

The desk was sticky and had every kind of substance stuck into it, there were even some pieces of food on top of it that seemed to have seen better days. Behind it, two young people came and went, a girl and a boy. They took the customers orders and handed them out all at the same time, and in their hurry of keeping up they did not see you there.

“Umm...Hi!,” Your voice went a little bit higher, the girl looked your way, “Oh, I just wanted…”

Pressing her hand up in a waiting motion she shut you up. Puffing you sat down in one of the chairs, your backpack pressed to yourself in a comforting manner. Waiting for one of the waiters to help you, you observed the place. Even though it was as dark as it could be, you could see some different scenes going on.

Some tables were filled with boys not that much older than you, drinking and hollering between each other. Pretty sure their intentions after their meal, go to the back of the building and rent the cheapest girl back there and enjoy her for the night. Some other tables were filled with lonely older men who already had their companions for the night, caressing them and whispering in their ear.

You didn't know how to feel about the situation. You didn't have anywhere to go, no one to go to. Your aunt left a huge debt after her death and now that she's gone, you are the one by default to try and pay it out. Debt caused by the same establishment that you had walked in tonight. Housing debt and prepayment left you with what you have today, a debt that will just keep on growing and won't allow you to do anything else with your life. And you knew that, yet here you were, cause where else to go, what else to do. You didn't have a former education, not more than elementary school at least. It's this or nothing. It's also all that you know, what else would you be good at.

And as you stared uninterestedly to your surroundings a boy's voice brings you back.

“What do you need?” He asked right beside you.

The boy had slick black hair, his eyes were black, and had the fullest lips you had ever seen in your life. He was soft spoken, contradicting the atmosphere. His wide figure did not allow you to see behind him, nor others to see you, it was as if in a sense wanted to protect you from that place. You were more than thankful, for his wide shoulders didn't allow you to see the wandering stares from the people.

“My aunt sent me here, she said you could help”

The boys stare changed to one of concern, knitting his eyebrows together. His posture was rigid as he stared you down.

“You're no older than eighteen at least”

“I know, but I heard it wasn't a concern here,” You looked at his face, and between his eyes flashed a sense of helplessness. He nodded.

“Yes...Here, let me take you to the boss,” He let you stand up, “Allow me to take this for you,” He said referring to your backpack.

“Oh no, It's ok. It's not that heavy,” He nodded once again.

As he turned around and allowed you to follow him, you began to realize that this was actually happening and there was no turning back. He led you through the bars back door, and to your surprise there was a backyard with a long trail leading to the door of another rusty boulding. The night seemed more dark without the luminescent lights of the avenue, it looked trapping. Your hand began shaking, and you noticed that it became a little bit hard to catch your breath. The boy seemed to notice this as he looked back at you three times before he said something.

“My name is Jin, yours?” He smiled warmly.

You took a big breath before answering, the air getting stuck in your chest.

“y/n, nice to meet you,” You tried to smile, but a grimace came out.

“I know it is not my concern, but the aunt you told me about,” He began opening the door of the building for you, “Does she know you are here?,” He asked as you both entered, and the first thing that you see is a pair of stairs, two hallways at each of your sides. You looked at him and shook your head timidly. He opened his mouth…

“She died a few day ago”

He closed it rapidly, his eyes widening.

“Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean…”

“No no, it's ok. I understand the concern, but I dont have nowhere else to go, and I need a job and a place to stay, and this is the only option that offers both.”

“I understand. I also have nowhere else to go. Here, this way,” He said turning right. “Upstairs are the dorms. As I was saying… I have also nowhere else to go. I have been here for a while actually, maybe a year or so.”

You nodded as he walked you through the long hallway. The sound of both of your steps resonated in the isolated place.

“The boss accepts almost everyone that comes, so I guess you won't have a problem. So just know that i'm here if anything happens, ok? This is a rough industry. I won't shame you, I understand what led you here, so don't be afraid to come to me,” He halted.

“Are you also in the industry?”

“Yes and no. I mostly work at the bar, but I take any job the boss tells me to do. I have been rented to go to parties and act as if I was someone's partner, or even once to clean the house of a rich man in only boxers. There's some weird shit out there.”

“So you have never…? You know, had..?”

“Sex? To have sex in exchange of money? Yes, of course. No one escapes from that here. And get used to talking about it, it will take a little bit of the taboo off it. Oh, and here we are”

He said as he pointed behind where you two halted. It was a wood made door, as cheap as it could be, white as the rest of the walls. You stared at it for a few seconds, and turned back to look at Jin, who had a sad smile on his face.

“He's not the sweetest human or earth, nor the kindest, but is the only option you have. He wont do anything to you, I promise. He's just a little bit intimidating. I will be out here for when you finish, yeah?,”

“And the bar?” You asked pointing in the direction.

“I already finished my shift, now go,” He gently pushed you closer to the door.

“Knock” He said under his breath, slowly demonstrating it with his hand. You nodded.

After knocking softly on the door, you were met with silence. You turned to face Jin once again, but before you could do that, the door was janked wide open. A short but muscly man stood right in front of you, a half shaved mustache on his face and the soulless eyes you had ever seen.

“Yes?,” His voice sounded rusty, as if he did not wanted to speak at all.

“Hello! My name is y/n. Jin told me you are the boss?,” Silence, “So...I wanted to take up a job here, if it's possible.”

The man gestured to you inside. Looking behind you Jin nodded at you in comfort, and you went in. The room was as basic as it could be, just one table, two chairs on each side, a cabinet filled with papers and a window, nothing more.

“Take a seat. My name is Park Sunho. Now what exactly are your expectations of this place? Do you know what we do?”

“Yes...My aunt worked here”

That seemed to strike up his interest, as he leaned his body against the table.

“What was her name?”

“Kim Aeri”

The man nodded and stood up. His back was now turned to you, his hands searching something frantically on the cabinet. As he turned around, you could see one sack of papers in his hold. His posture was one of an old man, even though he was no more than fifty. His hands shook slightly as he helped himself to sit down again.

“You have debt,” He said uninterestedly, reading the papers he took out.

“Yes, that's why I came,”

“Ok, I'm gonna sign you up and you will be on the market from then on. Usually I will arrange the meetings for you until you get a hang of everything, until then you are under my supervision or one of the other managers.”

You gulped, anxiously realising what is going on. He took another look at the papers, knitting his eyebrows.

“The debt is several thousands won. I don't know how fast you are gonna be able to clear it out, it depends on how much money you can make me. You have two options”

He left the papers on the table and stared at you, leaning his body forward.

“You can live in one of the dorms, and not pay rent, but be on constant work hours, or go and rent an apartment somewhere else, which will make you take longer to pay out the debt, due to rent and less working hours, so you tell me.”

Without a second thought you answered.

“I would like to live in one of the dorms, please.”

He seemed pleased, that seemed to be the right answer.

“Ok, then. I'm gonna sign you up and specify your debt,” He opened a little notebook he had on the side of the desk, and started typing away, “The dorms are actually a room with a bathroom, so you will have to figure out the food thing on your own. We also don't have many of them, so you will have to share, man, woman, boy, girl, whatever, your luck.”

Your chest tightened even more as you sank down a little on your chair. Feeling helpless as you picked on the skin surrounding your nail.

“Name again?”

“Kim y/n”

“Right. Usually you also use the dorm to tend a client if they don't call you to meet up somewhere else. And because you are new, I will try to make sure you start working under my roof first. Okay, all set.”

He said standing up, allowing you to do so as well.

“Your dorm is 37B, shared. So good luck.”

You nodded as you headed to the door, desperate to get out and cherish Jin's comfort words, but before you could open the door, he cleared something out.

“If you once mention my work to the authorities, directly or indirectly, I will make sure your debt is tripled and you stay here the rest of your life to pay it out. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes, sir,” You seemed to not be able to inhale any air anymore.

“Now go, Jin will show you the way to the dorm.”

As Sunho opened the door, you could feel his body even closer now. He smelled of dirt, as if he hadn't showered for days, and you were sure his breath almost smelled of the acid scent of alcohol. Jin stood there, facing the door, his stare long lost on the dirty patches on the walls. As he saw you walk out, a smile spread out on his face.

“Show her to her dorm Jin, it's 37B,” Before anything could be said, Suhon enclosed himself in the room again.

“Let's go,” Jin said, getting himself off the wall.

Putting your backpack with all your belongings on your back once again, you started following him. Down the hallways, up the stairs you went. The first floor already smelled different, there was a mixture of food, sweat and sex. You could hear the sound of fans, the sound of skin slapping, laughs, and if you paid attention to certain doors, there were wails of sorrow.

The dorms already seemed to be set on an alternative reality. Somewhere where nothing matters, where you're from, what you feel, what is your situation. Everything is set on one thing, offering a service and getting money in return, how you do it it doesn't matter.

Walking up one more set of stairs, on the second floor, two doors to the left, and besides the broken window, Jin stopped.

“Here we are, 37B,” He pointed to the metallic 37B on the door, “I'm actually two floors up, If you ever need anything, 53C. But you can also find me on the bar, almost every night and so. We will run into each other again, I promise.“

You puffed air out of your nose, rubbing your arms in comfort.

“Thank you Jin, really. But...do you know who I'm sharing it with?” You asked pointing to the door.

He shook his head.

“No, sorry. A lot of people come and go. I have my group, I stick to them, I trust them. I promise you will find your people.”

“How will I meet people here?”

Silence.

“Usually when you have to work with them for a client.”

“Oh..”

Jin laughed. His eyes getting smaller and his bread cheeks appearing. His hand brushed against your shoulder.

“I told you to get used to this. Try to find me when you're assigned your first client, ok?”

Nodding, you bid him goodbye. You didn't want to let him go, finding too much comfort in his presence, mostly in this new environment. Sighting softly, you put your hand on the door handle. Pushing forward once, your body hit against the door, breathing out, you turned the handle stronger and went forward. The door opened this time.

Inside two beds could be seen and one wardrobe. The walls were white, the paint coming off in some places, humidity tainting them. But what caught your attention immediately was the figure sitting on the window sill. There sat a boy, not much older than you, staring directly your way. His hair was black, curls in every way, his doe eyes shined under the soft lightbulb hanging from the roof. With his mouth a little bit opened, a little bit of smoke came out, making you aware of the cigarette on his hand. A hand which was covered in tattoos, contrasting the cleaness of his other arm, lackless of ink.

“You wanna come in?” He asked, leaving his cigarette on a hole in the wall.

When he stood up to come closer to you, you could see something you hadn't noticed, he was only in his boxers. When he realised your stare, he chuckled timidly and scratched his neck.

“I'm sorry, I didn't expect them to assign me a roommate so soon. I just attended one of my first clients.”

For the first time you observed the unmade bed in the room. Sheets and pillows tousled everywhere, some wet stains on the mattress. When you turned back to look at him, he was blushing even harder.

“Im sorry, I will clean it right away…”

“It's ok, no need to rush. The more we talk about it, the less taboo it is, right?”

The boy seemed to relax a little.

“Right. My name is jungkook, yours?”

“y/n”

He smiled.

“Well let me organize all of this, and you can get comfortable, put your things away and we can get started”

That seemed to startle you.

“Start what?” You softly asked.

“Your training period”

This new life was gonna be harder than you thought.

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Hi everyone! I hope you can enjoy this fic. Please like, roblog, comment, It means the world to me. Thank you so much for reading!🥰

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hoeseoksss · 3 years

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𝘀𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗶𝗲𝗿, 𝗽𝗼𝗲𝘁, 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴. bts

PAIRING ➨ none.

GENRE ➨ misc.

SUMMARY ➨ “there will come a soldier, who carries a mighty sword; he will tear your city down, oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh lord. there will come a poet, whose weapon is his word; he will slay you with his tongue, oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh lord. there will come a ruler, whose brow is laid in thorn; smeared with oil like david's boy, oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh lord."

WARNINGS ➨ none.

NOTES ➨ this is more of a miscellaneous headcanon-ish type thing based on the song soldier, poet, king by the oh hellos. listen to it here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eLdVxtb0kzA&list=PLRoq1ixSuNi9DEG9cxKQSxVgKBPhKMUAD&index=9

𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗶𝗲𝗿𝘀.

"there will come a soldier, who carries a mighty sword; he will tear your city down, oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh lord."

known simply as the soldiers, they carried large swords on their hips at all times, not once letting go of them, ready to cause chaos and high treason against the king, the lowly kim daejung, successor to the great king, kim sanghun. unsatisfied with his corrupted ways, the soldiers went against his word, bringing food to those who needed it and stealing from the rich. saviors to the poor, monsters to the highborns. they would later become part of kim namjoon's personal guard, several tears after his succession to the throne.

park jimin: the leader of the trio of fighters. his word is law, anything he commands is to be done, everything he does must be completed to the most minuscule detail.

kim taehyung: second-in-command. his looks are most prized amongst the soldiers, being able to charm those stubborn, and his deep voice, like honey, attracted the wives of the men, all too easily like flies in a venus flytrap.

jeon jungkook: the fighter. the strongest amongst the soldiers, he is able to take down anyone who stands in their way, using his baby-like to his very advantage. no one would suspect that such an innocent-looking thing like him, with his doe eyes and bunny smile, would be able to slaughter men twice his size.

𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝗲𝘁𝘀.

"there will come a poet, whose weapon is his word; he will slay you with his tongue, oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh lord."

known to be part of the kingsguard, they were part of king kim namjoon's personal guard when he succeeded his corrupted father, king daejung. with fatal weapons and even lethal words, they were the ones who took over when king namjoon was traveling through his country, finding troubles that needed his attention.

min yoongi: the commander of the guard. a quick thinker who isn't afraid of talking sense into the king's head, his well-thought-out plans and schemes have helped the throne stay in control of the country, and continue to stay stronger for decades to come.

jung hoseok: the king's childhood best friend. if it weren't for him, king namjoon's days will be plagued with worry and sadness. however, despite his kindly appearance and ways, he is still a strong verbal fighter and an even better swordsman.

kim seokjin: the second in command. he isn't afraid of arguing with the king, and his words could be heard all around the castle as he dissed the king's poor behavior, which, thankfully, happened once in a blue moon.

𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝘂𝗹𝗲𝗿.

"there will come a ruler, whose brow is laid in thorn; smeared with oil like david's boy, oh lei, oh lai, oh lei, oh lord."

kim namjoon: when coming into power after his predecessor's mistakes, namjoon had much to fix. chaos ruled the realm, the soldiers stalked the rich and took control of the poor, and the economy had collapsed long ago with very few plans to fix it. but, after a few years and many actions and laws later, the realm was once again a stronghold and the people of his kingdom were prospering.

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not-not-no-no-ellen · 3 years

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Permission to dance

~ RAPLINE VOCALs

#finally ☺️☺️☺️

#permission to dance #bts #bangtan bts #bangtan #bts bangtan sonyeondan #network bangtan #min suga #suga bts #bts rap line #networkbangtan #bts yoongi #kim najoon #jung hoseok #bts rapline #hyungline network #bangtan network #bts army #bts ot7 #bangtan ot7

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soyshy · 3 years

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Eu me pergunto do que eu gostaria se não fosse eles!

💜

#br #bts #kim najoon #kim seokjin #min yoongi #jeon hoseok #park jimin #kim taeyoung #jeon jungkook

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bangtanitalianchannel · 3 years

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[TRAD ITA] 201215 TWEET DEI BTS:

“TIME 📸”

#bts #bangtan #bangtan boys #twitter #ita #201215 #time x bts #kim najoon #rm #kim seojin #jin #kim taehyung #v #min yoongi #suga #park jimin #jimin #jung hoseok #j-hope #jeon jungkook #jungkook

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hvnnibvni · 1 year

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Together Again | JJK *part 2*

Pairings: Jungkook/Reader

Genre: Mature themes. Romance. Angst. Arranged marriage AU. Childhood best friends to lovers AU.

Authors note: Heyyy~ how are you? Welcome back. I’m going to try to release once a day idk yet still trying to figure this app out 😭 I sound old asf bruh but we gone get through it lol. Anyways ENJOY BB🤍

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‘ Oh these bitches got me all the way fucked up’

“well I guess we could go back home for a while. Right my lovelies?” You ask your two afghan hounds, Cleo and Benji. You two babies you’d be damned if you’d let that piece of shit keep them. He can’t even keep himself.

As you drive home you think about what you’re going to say to you parents. You know they’re gonna be upset you left in the first place for someone who had ‘unknown origins’ but you never saw it that way. You really did love him, but you weren’t going to cry over a man. That just wasn’t in you. What would your mother say? You’d rather not think about what you father would say

when you pull up to the security gate the guard is surprised to see you, but none the less let’s you in and quickly gets in the phone. Most likely to tell your parents you were coming up no doubt. “Nothings changed,” you say to yourself as you drive through the landscape up to the manor. As you pull up to the mansion you see you mother running out to great you. “My baby! You’re home! I’ve missed you so much.” Your mother exclaimed as she kisses you all over your face. “Hey mama,” you laugh. “Where’s Dad?” You ask following her into the house. “Oh he’s up int the drawing room right now, he has a guess at the moment. Maybe it’s someone you might remember.” She says smirking to herself. “ I know that look mummy, who’s here?” “An old friends is all I’m going to say,” your mother had a cheeky look on her face when she said that. “Oh you’re up to something weird,” you say to her but ultimately you let it go.

“So are you going to tell you why you’ve come here all of a sudden after no contact for 5 years?” Your mother presses. “I doubt you don’t already know, I know you and daddy have been keeping tags on me since I left.” You answer her as she gives you an innocent face. “I do but I’d like to hear the story from you.” Your mother has been keeping tabs on you since you left, so she definitely knows the whole story. So you tell her everything. What they did and everything they’ve said about you. “Well good thing you didn’t have to deal with trivial matters like that anymore,” she says rolling her eyes at the thought of you ex. “What does that mean momma?” You ask catching the double meaning in her words. “It means you will have a chance to make things right for you and the family reputation.you know what we had to go though and cover up once you left.” She tells you low key reprimanding you at the same time.

*sigh* ”okay momma I’ll do whatever it takes to go back to being the head of the family, and kill those pieces of shit classily.” You tell your mom smirking. Your mom laughs at you change of mood, and leads you to the drawing room where you father is. You hear voices on the other side of the doors besides your fathers. Your mother open the door excited to show your father that you’re back home. When she does you dad looks like he expected to see you on the other side, while he looks at you but you’re focused on the man sitting across from him. “Jungkook,” You breathe out. “Hey y/n long no see,” he says with a breath taking smile. “ welcome home y/n we were actually just talking about you. Before we can accept you back we have one condition.” Your father explains to you. “And what is that daddy?” You ask already having an idea as you continue ti stare at Jungkook. Amazed at how much more mature he’s gotten.

“You have to agree to our previous arrangement, and marry Jungkook.” You father says not wasting anytime. Well at least he welcomed you back. You’d expected him to not speak to acknowledge your existence while you were there. “Okay. I’ll do it.” You rempli to your father watching him stand and make his way over to you. You weren’t expecting him to hug you, but he does. It’s the most loving hug you’ve ever received from you father. ”I’ve missed you babydoll,” he whispers kissing your forehead. “I’ve missed you too daddy,” you say hugging him back trying not to cry.

After a while your mother steps in “I’d hate to break up this touching moment, but we need to get y/n ready for tonight.” You look at her confused “what’s tonight?” “Your engagement party of course!” She says excitedly “why did I think I’d at least have a week to get settled in. You guys already had this planned out didn’t you? I bet you guys called the Jeon family as soon as you found out I was coming right?” You interrogate. Your father chuckles next to you as you look at you parents incredulously. “It was your fathers idea. I said we should wait at least a day.” You mother adds. “ of course it was,” you say as your father looks the other direction with a cheeky smile.

you turn to look at Jungkook who’s been unusually quiet. Watching the scene in front of him. “Were you in on this too?” You ask him looking past your parents. “I actually just found out the moment before you came in,” he responds with a small smile. “But I can say it’s been some of the best news I’ve gotten all week. I really missed you y/n.” He says scratching the nape of his neck. You and Jungkook have been arranged since childhood. He’s always had a crush on you, it broke his heart when you refused to marry him for someone else. But now that he has you he’s not going to let you go again. “I missed you too JK, you’ve grown up so much I barely even recognized you,” you say chuckling. “Yeah I know right. It’s crazy how much people can change over a short amount of time.” He says looking at you with a look you just couldn’t decipher.

Before you could respond you mother cuts in again “Ma fille, we really need to get you ready for tonight. Ah please take her bags up to her room and get her into the proper attire.” You mother asks the head maid. “Oh and burn whatever she’s wearing.” She points at your outfit , covering her face with a look of disgust. “Cheri what is this atrocity you’re wearing. It hurts to look at.” You were wearing white beach shorts, a stripped tee and a green cardigan. It’s not what you were used to wearing when you were home. But it was comfortable and made you stand out less. “Momma it’s not that bad,” you defend. “No babydoll your mothers right. That’s not something anyone in our family would wear, maybe if the cardigan wasn’t the same shade of puke it would pass as inside clothes. No scratch that no one would ever wear that in their entire lives.” You father adds looking slightly disgusted. You look at you parents shocked at them reading you to filth. Behind them you see Jungkook holding his laughter while covering his face. Before you could defend yourself further you’re already being ushered out of the room.

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graveyardgirl420 · 3 years

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Please get mad

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somequirksotherthanperfect · 4 years

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Modern FamilyxBTS

We all know Namjoonnis tge biggest Bambi-eyed Jungkook enthusiast

Check more of my art and other stuff on my insta @mayyyy.art

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bydelta · 4 years

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“I used to look up at the night sky and wonder, and i used to dream the dreams of a boy, and maybe i made a mistake yesterday, but yesterday´s me is still me. Today, i am who i am, with all of my faults and my mistakes.” — Kim Namjoon

#happyrmday #rm #bts #bts rm #rm icons #bts icons #messy icons #kpop #rm day #kim najoon #namjoon #ilovehim #hbd #joonie #aaaa #bts messy

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brendaiivette-blog · 4 years

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Purple hair joon is my favorite!

#bts #jonnie #kim najoon #mono.#black swan #purple hair joonie

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allmysticwords · 4 years

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A summer picnic

Genre: Fluff; Drabble

Pairing: BTS Hyung Line✖️ Reader (f) ;

Summary: where the older members take you for a picnic.

Warning: none.

Tags: happy; picnic; fluffy? hehe

Word Count: about 200 for each member

Find Maknae Line here

A/N: I’m writing something like this for the first time so I hope anyone who reads it likes this. Also, there’s a song each to go with the scenario.

Would you want me to do a Part 2 with maknae line also?

Photos: all credits go to @tearleaves

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Kim Seokjin

Spring With You: Vanilla Acoustic

“Hey Y/n, c’mon get in the car, we’re getting late,” Jin shouted from the car right before he started singing on top of his lungs.

You both got some time together after a long time because of Jin’s busy schedule and you decided that since the weather is perfect, you should go for a picnic. So, you both packed up the essentials like food and wine and a blanket and some card games. You were super excited and were just finishing up your makeup when Jin went and sat in the car so that he can be the one choosing the music. You know, first one in and all that.

However, you didn’t mind as long as you were getting to spend time together, that was enough for you.

So, you both drove to a small lake and set base beside it. It was a perfect afternoon, there was no one around since it a weekday and people were probably working. The sun was shining but it wasn’t too hot. You and Jin were both laying down with your ease closed as he stroked your hair.

“Jin, I love this.” “Y/n I love you.”

Min Yoongi

Do you think of me: 10 cm

“Y/n do we really have to go outside, we can just stay here on the couch, just you and me,” Yoongi’s eyes were mischievous. You both finally got some time together without anyone around, since your sister who was staying at your place just went back to London. Moreover, Yoongi did not have any schedules today and was in complete rest mode. So, to spend some quality time together, you came up with the idea of going on a picnic to the nearby mountains.

“Oh, don’t be such a bore babe. You know I love the outdoors and I know you love me so let’s go” You cooed in his ear.

Yoongi sighed “Sure, sure. Anything for you miss,” He snickered. Secretly he also liked spending time outdoors with you since he didn’t get to do it often, but he would never let you know that.

So here you were both after a short hike, sitting on a green field with a rose garden in your line of sight.

“Okay y/n, I admit this is fun,” Yoongi said as he sipped on beer which had now gotten a little warm. However, the way you were laying with your head on his lap, and smiling up at him, he didn’t even care about the beer. “I agree babe.”

Kim Namjoon

Falling Leaves are beautiful – Heize

“Y/n-ah, where are the strawberries that you had packed?” Namjoon asked you distracting you from your book. “Joonie, did you check the bag properly? There’s only one box in it.” You scolded him for disturbing your reading session. The weather today was perfect for sitting outside and reading and since Namjoon was home today so you both decided to make the most of it.

Presently, you’re both sitting in your backyard on sunbathing chairs with a book in your hand. Namjoon reading some philosophical book and you scanning the pages of your YA fiction. Since when you both go outside, someone always recognizes him, you decided that you were going to bring the outside back in. If that made any sense. Hence, you were having a picnic in your own backyard. It was perfect, apart from Namjoon asking for a different food every 5 minutes so you cut out some fruits and brought a box outside with you.

“Uhm, y/n-ah I know you’re really engrossed in your book but um maybe we should go buy more strawberries.”

You turned around and started laughing because while Namjoon was trying to get the box to open, he dropped the fruits since the box was upside down. You missed his silly antics.

Seeing you laugh, Namjoon also started laughing. So that’s how you both ended up on the ground clutching your stomach and laughing your loudest at something as silly as fallen fruits.

Jung Hoseok

Wanna Love You – Paul Kim

“AH BOOMCHIKI BAKCHIKI BOOMCHIKI BAKCHIKI BOOMCHIKI BAKCHIKI BOOM…,” Hobi was breakdancing while you filmed him in front of the beautiful scenery of the mountains. You were both outdoor lovers when there were no mosquitoes or insects or animals in general. Since, the weather was turning a little cold, it was the perfect time to go for a picnic.

Hobi picked you up this morning to drive you to the mountains and you packed lunches for both of you along with capri suns packets.

“Wohooo babe, this was great” “Okay now film me”, you gave him the camera and ran to the front. You weren’t even half as good as Hobi was at dancing, but you enjoyed your these times you both spent together doing silly antics. So, you started robot dancing and Hobi died with laughter, he couldn’t even hold the camera straight.

“Babe, you should audition for BigHit, should I talk to BangPD-nim?”

“What If I become famous, what will we do then?”

“I won’t worry about that,” he joked around. “Watch your words mister,” You hit in the arm lightly and he held your hand and pulled you toward him. Hugging you from the back and pecking your cheek lightly, Hobi whispered in your ear. “you will always be my little star”. You were smiling widely and you both felt at peace watching the sunset together.

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