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leejihoonownsmyheart · 5 years

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Click, Click

Chapter One:

Your apartment in South Korea didn’t have any ceiling fans.

You pressed your lips contemplatively together as you stared up at the spot that should have held a ceiling fan. You stared at it blankly as if the more you looked the more likely it were to show up. It was… hot, much too hot for you to really be comfortable while sitting on the fluffy covers that lay rested over your bed. You could open a window but… That would require movement.

You rested your head against the wall behind you, watching as the YouTube video on your phone you had previously been trying to pay attention to zoomed in on one of the characters hands.

The hand wasn’t moving. You found that odd. The image lay fixed on that perfectly still hand for seconds as the time clicked by. At first, you waited patiently for something, anything to happen on screen. You were surprised when nothing did to the point that you even tapped the screen to make sure that the video hadn’t frozen.

It hadn’t.

You stared contemplatively at the hand, you waited expectantly for it to twitch, wondering if that much time really was passing or if maybe you were just so zoned out that it seemed that way only in your own mind.

You turned your eyes and rested your own hand similarly on the bed, suddenly feeling the urge to mirror what you were seeing. You tried to make your own fingers twitch. You flexed them contemplatively, once, twice. No… No that was no good. It looked much too unnatural. If you were the person in the video there would surely be comment after comment about how fake your finger movement had been. You raised your hand to inspect your own fingers more closely. Maybe your issue lied in your fingers themselves?

You set your hands back down after only a moment. Your hands were shaking too hard for you to really determine anything.

You sighed and retracted your eyes from your shaking hand to the hand on the screen. It was still so motionless. It hadn't twitched, and it wasn't shaking, and you couldn't help but wonder how that could be. How could someone keep so still? Keep so calm?

Suddenly on the screen, another hand joined the first one. It intertwined with the original. You retracted your own hand from its previous state and turned the video off.

Ha, of course, that had been it.

You thought the silence would be better than what you had before. At least without the video playing in the background, you weren’t left craving a personal intimacy you could never expect any of your friends to return. But the silence… It was deafening.

You remained frozen for a moment, just staring across the room at the other wall. There was nothing on it. You had just moved into this room after all, and you still had to put up the extent of your wall decor.

You considered doing it right then, but when you shifted to hold a tentative hand in the air, you decided against it.

Shaking hands would make it difficult to put up posters.

“Are you really still in bed? Come on, the day is young! I won’t let you waste it all in bed!”

Your bedroom door burst open and one of your roommates, Julia, burst into the room. She was shorter than you were, Filipino, and one of the sweetest people that you knew. She just... could sometimes be a little assertive.

“We’re in Korea for a year, at least. Why do I need to rush around on our first day here?” You responded wearily. You had initially been really excited for your first day in Korea. There were so many places you wanted to go and so many things you wanted to see, and honestly, a year didn’t feel like long enough to do it all.

You couldn’t help that when you woke up that morning any wish to do anything had just… Vanished. You could barely give yourself a good reason to get dressed. Much less go outside.

“Every day you don’t go out is a day that you miss the chance to see him.”

You wrinkled your nose and turned your eyes down to your friend. She had a stupid grin on her face, surely knowing that her words had been just the right ones to say in order to get under your skin.

“You know the likelihood that we will see them this year? Just because we are in Korea-”

“And going past their entertainment company every single day this year-”

“Doesn’t mean that we will see them!” You protested. “Much less even get the opportunity to talk to them.”

“And fall in love.”

Your other roommate, Caitlin, walked in at that.

“Oh, are we talking about Lee Jihoon?”

You threw a pillow at her.

“You guys both better shut up or I really won’t go out today,” you stated stubbornly. Caitlin threw the pillow right back.

“Hey, we all have our idol goals to meet, so let’s get moving.”

Both girls began to exit your room, you watched them leave knowing now was the time for you to get up and get dressed and get out of this hot apartment..

“We came to Korea for an education, not to stalk hard working people, you know!” You called after them.

You still couldn’t find it. The urge to move, that drive to do something with your life. God, you didn’t know where it had gone. All you did know was that for the moment you didn’t have it. For the moment you would give anything to be able to stay on your own. Keep away from your friends for some time.

They weren’t having any of it.

“Shut up and get dressed!” Julia ordered back.

You glanced down at the packed suitcase on the floor of your room and reluctantly began to crawl out of your bed.

Korea was a beautiful country. Seoul was a beautiful city.

It was hard for you to believe that had it not been for your introduction into the world of kpop you may not have ever been able to come here and see this place. You had always liked the idea of traveling but as a kid, you had never set any Asian country other than China in your sights.

Luckily, you had found your way into the vast world of kpop and idols, and that drive led to you to form a fascination for the language, the culture, the people, and of course the idols.

Your friends all joked a lot about stalking idols but in reality, none of them had any intention to do so. You were all fans of Kpop, and you were learning Korean partly because of that, but you weren’t as insanely obsessive as some fans and you weren’t going to waste your time in another country chasing after people who in reality didn’t actually care much for you at all.

You were here to make real friends, who weren’t just nice to you because you spent 200 dollars buying their albums just for a photocard of them, that you didn’t even end up getting.

Of course, making friends in Korea was going to be hard. Your Korean was pretty good, but it wasn’t perfect, and you weren’t as socially inclined as some people believed. Plus you were terrified of coming off to anyone as just another koreaboo. Back at home you just generally avoided talking about kpop around people that might know what it was and judge you for liking it. Here, there wasn’t really any avoiding that. You could see it in the eyes of pretty much all of the locals. They knew what had inevitably brought you here.

You sighed and shoved your hands in your pocket, murmuring an apology under your breath as you stepped out of the way of another person.

You wished that you could improve your mood.

Normally, you would be thrilled to be here in this situation. You should be giggling with Caitlin and Julia as you silently pulled a Seoho and Keonhee and danced to Heart Shaker while you shopped for food, but instead all you wanted to do was go home and lay in your bed, and do legitimately nothing for the rest of your life.

You couldn’t do that though. That was unfair to all that you had done to get here and unfair to your friends who had been excited to come here after all the planning you guys had done. So, instead of moping in your own, completely unreasonable state of depression, you forced a smile onto your lips.

“I think I’m going to run to the bathroom, okay?” You murmured to your friends. They nodded, both consumed in excitement at the food they had just found at the street vendor they were passing. As you walked away to find the bathroom you considered eating. You hadn't eaten too much today, and you knew that you should eat but you weren’t hungry either way. You considered possibly stress eating, but there wasn’t really any reason to be stressed out at the moment.

You almost bumped into a tall guy, and your face burned red.

Okay, there wasn’t any reasonable reason for you to be stressed right now. All of these people that spoke a different language then you was a reason for you to stress out in your mind all on its own.

But you weren’t going to do that. You weren’t going to give in to your anxiety and ruin your first day in Korea.

Once you were out of the bathroom, you spotted your friends pretty quickly. They were talking to someone that you had never seen before. He was in all black, with colorful Nike shoes. You joined the group, making your friends jump excitedly.

“Hey! Meet Jongin! He was born in Seoul but- and this is insane he visits our city all the time!”

You forced a smile onto your lips and dipped your head towards him politely in greeting.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” you said to him.

You didn’t hear what he said next in favor of watching the passing crowd. You caught sight of a passing couple, their fingers tightly entwined as they made their way together through the crowd. She was smiling pretty brightly, using her free hand to brush her long dark hair out of her face. He was just watching her, this loving expression riddled over his facial expressions. You paused to look down at your own hand again. You spread your fingers and then clenched your hand into a fist.

You then sighed and dropped your hands back to your side. When you looked up, you noticed Jongin was looking at you. You smiled, partially as an apology, partially in shame at having been caught doing something so embarrassing.

“Are you okay?” Jeongin asked. You frowned and tilted your head to the side as if the idea of being unwell at all was ridiculous. Your friends noticed this and laughed.

“She’s probably just thinking of her boyfriend,” Caitlin said teasingly. You smacked her shoulder.

“Shut up,” you grumbled. That response made Jeongin scrunch his facial features together.

“Boyfriend?”

“Lee Jihoon,” Caitlin cooed. You hit her again.

“Shut up! I don’t even like him!” You protested in English. Caitlin took off, laughing as she rushed around the sidewalk. You chased her, you both probably looking like children as you playfully called after each other in English. A few of the people on the sidewalk gave you both side glances as you brushed past them.

“You like Lee Jihoon, you like Lee Jihoon, you like Lee Jihoon.”

“Caitlin Elizabeth Bordallo, don’t make me hurt-”

Just as you were saying that someone stepped in front of you. You slid to a stop, barely keeping from bumping into the stranger. You didn’t even look at the person, you just dropped your head into a deep bow and blurted an apology in Korean. You were going to just wait for a response and then move on as quickly as possible, but the response that you received, wasn’t what you expected.

“You’re a lot more aware then I assumed, I thought you would run into him.”

The first thing that made this sentence odd was that it was in English. Not to say that Koreans can’t speak in English, it was just really well spoken and not expected. The second thing that surprised you about it was that you recognized that voice.

“Stop speaking in English, you know I don’t know it well,” a voice added in Korean. It was whiny and loud. You recognized it as well and if you were right…. Not that you could be right, this had to be some sort of dream or-

You looked up and the color drained from your face.

The owner of the first voice was none other then Vernon- Hansol, from Seventeen. The second voice, well there was no doubt that it was Boo Seungkwan. You swallowed hard and your eyes turned to the person in front of you.

He looked… Amused. Something inside you was relieved that he looked amused. He was everything that you had always imagined too. Ruffled dark hair stuffed beneath a black ball cap, that cocky smile, his hands on his hips and his body posed in a way that despite his height made him seem like he was a lot bigger than you.

Ironically, the first thing that you thought was that he was taller than you thought he would be. All the joking your friends had done, and all of the times that you had stubbornly stood up and held your hand in front of your face saying that the height difference really wasn’t that big meant nothing when actually stood in front of him.

Your eyes lowered to his shoes, but you decided he wasn’t wearing anything to make him taller. You broke out into a nervous smile, and distractedly rubbed the back of your neck.

“You make it sound like you meant to push someone in front of me,” You said in Korean, directing your eyes to Vernon. He, on the other hand, was much taller than you thought he would be. You had to actually lift your chin a bit in order to properly eye him.

“But you wouldn’t do that,” you added in English. The switch of languages made Seungkwan grow exasperated again. He snapped his fingers sharply dragging your attention to him. Now he was more your height. Still taller then you had imagined, but your eyeline was much more even with him.

“Hey!” He protested. “You’re in Korea now, so how about you use a language I can understand!”

You chuckled, not confidently at all, and lowered your head again.

“Sorry, I-I hope I didn’t bother you, strangers, too much,” you stated. Your voice quivered a bit. You couldn’t believe what was happening.

It was your first day in Korea.

It was your first day in Korea, and you had almost literally run into three members of one of your favorite kpop groups ever.

You turned away from the boys, perfectly content with escaping from them, without intention of even getting a picture because you were so utterly mortified when-

“Don’t pretend like you don’t know us.”

You froze. That voice. That voice was one you had never even dreamed you would get to hear in real life. It was almost too much to hear him speaking to you so casually. Like you were old friends. You turned on your heel.

“I’d hate to bother you,” you replied. “I’m sure there are lots of moments when fans try to talk to you in your free time.”

“We’ll make an exception this once,” Jihoon responded. That smile was still on his face. You didn’t understand it. He acted like he knew you in a way, but that wasn’t possible. That wasn’t possible at all. You had only had a few “interactions” with him- if you could even call them that. You commented on his Instagram pretty frequently, and you had written many letters to him… None of which you actually sent...

But there was no way he recognized you from that.

“Come on, call your friends over. We can all take a picture together.”

They didn’t wait for you to do it yourself. Vernon smiled, mischievously and called over your friends. They weren’t reacting quite the way you were and you felt like you must be imagining it but the boys were acting much more like their stage selves in front of them. They were smiling and kind and not speaking every word like they were playing some sort of game.

It made you unnecessarily suspicious.

Click, click.

“Alright! Got them! You all look great!” Jeongin said pleasantly. You dropped your pose and thanked Jeongin for taking the picture. You then turned and thanked the boys for taking a picture with you in the first place. It was kind of them to do something like this for you guys.

Your friends were busy excitedly looking at the photo that had been airdropped to you, but all three of the boys were looking at you with an odd expression. You wrinkled your nose and your gratitude became only half expressed.

“We’re more than happy to meet fans,” Vernon said. Seungkwan started to say something. It wasn’t directed towards you, and you knew that it wasn’t really meant for you to hear either. It was about plans for the day so you turned your ear away from the group.

It wasn’t until later when you were back in your new temporary home that you realized Jihoon had even said goodbye to you, that Jihoon had said your name during the conversation something he shouldn’t have known and despite it all that when you looked at your hands they were no longer shaking.

Chapter Two

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luckbox · 5 years

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Seventeen Stan Stereotypes

-Seungcheol stans-

they take it upon themselves to be the "mini-leaders" of the carats. will not hesitate to tell someone to shut up online and will never ever hesitate to give seventeens leader the entire universe. never tolerate drama and remind the fandom not to get caught up on rumors. ily guys sm not gonna lie. also waiting for seungcheols proposal.

-Jeonghan stans-

funny stan #1 always making jokes and posting memes. perhaps some of the more wholesome stans but aren't afraid to bring out the ;") side of them. best friends w/ shua stans in real life. also you had a hardcore anime phase probably o.o

-Shua stans-

okay some of y'all got some deep pockets... i see you guys on instagram and y'all got all the albums and photocards. stopped thinking jokes about his religion and dancing were funny in 2015. when people first get into svt, these guys guide you along the beginner path and launch you into the hard stan life with no hesitation. bff's w/ han stans.

-Jun stans-

let's get funky™ all over the place on any given occasion. either posting high class seventeen memes of recovering from the recent visual attack. deep down mellow and can be a rational point in the fandom and prefer to avoid conflict when worst comes to worst. they really admire jun's image change over the years and how he's come out of his shell. friends w/ hao stans irl.

-Soon stans-

on the verge of mental breakdown every single day. some days they watch soonie doing his crab dance and feel so wholesome and then somedays they watch hoshi's touch (please drop it pledis) for 3 hours on repeat and feel their braincells breakdown. have practiced a seventeen choreography at 3am before. definitely feel like there bias picked them, not the other way around.

-Wonu stans-

sometimes you'll think they don't exist because they're so quiet until they file out of the depths of the internet in a single file line when he wears a sleeveless shirt. strong defenders of seventeen online and don't really like when people say bad things about svt of try to bring them down. also nerds.

-Jihoon stans-

proud and humble of their genius producer. reasonably active in the fandom but aren't afraid to strike when someone talks bad about stage name, height, or his producing ability. pro-streamers of the fandom - would feel terrible if they thought they were supporting a certain comeback enough. hearts of gold and nerves of steel though.

-Minghao stans-

minghao stans believe that xu minghao (who's myungho or the8?) is the ultimate legend. mullet? legend. bilingual? legend. chinese? legend. thug? legend. bboy? legend. skinny? legend. keep the jun stan in check on any given basis. also the unexpected funny stan #2 also upset that they can't marry him.

-Mingyu stans-

are they dating someone? yeah, kim mingyu, the ultimate boyfriend. constantly going back and forth between being proud of mingyus visual title but not wanting him to be burdened by it. their brain repressed his orange hair to the deepest darkest corner of their mind.

-Seokmin stans-

have you ever met a quiet seokmin stan... yeah because they don't exist. maybe they're quiet in school and at home but the second you get them started on vocal legend of the millennium. they pop off. soft stan on social media, hard stan in the tiny reserve of their home.

-Seungkwan stans-

funny stan #3 perhaps they believe they're the comedians the world has been waiting for. active on every social media site to ever exist. talk in real life like a korean variety show (but in a non koreaboo way. you know what I mean if you know). confident people with the ultimate soft spot for lord boo. so much affection for one man.

-Vernon stans-

perhaps the greatest gift to earth. the most considerate and open-minded - they're like the wise aunts and uncles of the fandom. just think that vernons mind is beautiful and they really respect that. always hyped for vernons english and side projects with Tobi Lou these days. eternally waiting for the studio version of rocket eng to drop.

-Chan stans-

few but loyal. guns blazing type of people. more excited for the new danceology video than christmas or their birthday. love to bathe in the beauty of zero, the real thing, and those heavenly lines in shhh. wish he was on more variety though :/ also love the maknae line picking on each other.

#seventeen kpop #seventeen fanfiction #seventeen scenarios #kpop seventeen #seventeen #seventeen carat #carat #kpop fanfiction #kpop #fandom

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bad-exo-imagines · 7 years

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Exo reacting to you haunting them after they killed you.

None of the gifs belong to me -Admin RDB

Minseok

We all know this kid is scared by nothing. He’s not scared of you haunting him one bit. If anything he’d be unimpressed, bored, and slightly annoyed.

“Y/N, don’t you have anything better to do? You have all the time in the world why don’t you finally learn how to speak proper Korean instead of your koreaboo broken version?”

Luhan

How do you think he came up with the idea that he has telekinesis? When you tried to move things to scare him he thought he was doing it with his mind.

“Did... did I do that? Of course I did, who else? Wow Lu, you’re it’s so manly and cool that you have superpowers. The others are faking it but I’m so awesome I don’t need to fake it.”

He’d probably will never stop bragging so you’d pity how proud he is so you play along, even though he killed you in cold blood. Oh well, win some lose some.

Yifan

He thinks he’s so tough but the second you appear he’s gonna scream bloody murder, which is ironic since you know, you literally died in bloody murder. After screamin for about an hour he’d calm down enough for you to give your speech about how you were going to haunt him for his wrong doings until he dies.

“Y/N do you really have to haunt me, it’s not my style. Can’t you go haunt like, Suho or something. What? No it’s no cause I’m scared, tough guys don’t get scared. It’s just cramping my style.”

Junmyeon

At first when things started going missing in the dorm Junmyeon just played it off as some weird prank from the beagles. Only when Baekhyun started complaining about someone taking his robotic toy dog from a concert did he start wondering if it was someone else; he blamed it on saesangs. Getting bored with him not realizing it was you, you finally decided to appear to him. You finally got the reaction you wanted when he processed he was seeing a ghost.

“...”

Yixing

This poor, lovable, delusional goofball. When he accidentally killed you, he tried to revive you with his healing powers. Sadly you can’t cure extreme 3rd degree burns from a house fire caused by a cooking accident just by wiggling your fingers, but he truly believed he could. So when your ghost appeared, he honestly thought he brought you back to life.

“Jagiya, you’re back! I’m sorry for hurting you but it’s okay I brought you back to life! It’s weird... I thought your old body would be revived but it’s okay that you have a new one! What should we do with this body then?”

Baekhyun

At first he thought it was Jongdae pranking him, but when the ‘pranks’ still happened while Jongdae was hanging out with Minseok, Baekhyun started getting nervous. He’d probably set up some cameras and some EVPs because he’s watched enough Ghost Adventures to know somethings going on here. You’d never give him the satisfaction of having solid proof of you haunting him, just enough to freak him out.

“Was that Y/N’s voice? What did they say? ... ‘Kkaebsong’? Ha ha. Real funny Y/N. Can’t we leave that in 2014?”

Jongdae

He’s so easy-going about everything he wouldn’t even care.

“I killed you so I wouldn’t have to see you anymore but I guess I can’t get rid of you again. Look, if you wanna possess me or something go ahead but we got an interview in a few hours so I’ll need my body back by then. Try not to get me too scratched up or anything cause I don’t wanna explain that I killed my ex partner and they’re haunting me, k?”

Chanyeol

He’s a scaredy-cat, it wouldn’t be hard to torment him. He’d start loosing his mind over all the little things you did. He’d probably go into cardiac arrest if you ever spoke to him, let alone show yourself, so you’d mostly just move things around on him.

“Breath Yeolie, it’s okay, just breath. Ghosts aren’t real and your ex totally is haunting you after you killed them haha no everything’s fi- that rilakkuma doll wasn’t on my bed when I last looked... Baekhyun had to have moved it. Even though he hasn’t been home all day. Yup definitely Baekhyun and not Y/N.”

Kyungsoo

Not that phased by it. He puts up with the beagles all the time, this is nothing. He’d just brush you off as a second Chanyeol and go about his day. Kyungsoo would make you help him out since even though you’re dead he’s still threatening.

“If you’re gonna haunt me forever, do you mind helping me cook? I know you can move things don’t act like you can’t, you tried to tie my shoes together while I was on a plane. Go get me a cutting board.”

Tao

The first bump in the night he’d run out of the dorm.

“No one’s in the kitchen right now! The only way that cabinet could have slammed was from a ghost! I’m not going back in there until someone brings an exorcist and rids this home of these ghosts!”

As he was outside crouching in the street, you decided to tap him on the shoulder. Once he turned and saw no one was there he’d book it again.

Jongin

You expected Jongin to be an easy scare. Turns out, he was slow to realize you were a ghost, so when you screamed to scare him, he thought it Tao screaming over a spider or something, so he just screamed back.

“WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”

Everything you did he just thought it was someone else doing dumb things and it would take forever for you to convince him. The only way would be to show yourself, and then he’d just laugh because that’s his only reaction to everything.

Sehun

He’d jump at first then just laugh it off after, unless it was while he was sleeping. Sehun would be so annoyed that you would interrupt his sleep by turning lights or banging on walls or knocking his things off his dresser.

“Y/N I know you can’t relate because you look like a rat but I’m trying to get my beauty sleep. It takes effort to look this stunning so if you could shut up I’d appreciate it. Go bother Luhan he’s ugly and there’s no fixing it.”

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jungkookienoona · 7 years

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The Meme and His Tutor

Part 24: Their First Scandal

Co-written with @tragicshadows

Recommended Song: Lost Stars (Cover) by Jungkook

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Summary:

Your kiss with Jungkook had gone viral and you can't help but panic about what may happen.

Genre: Fluff, comedy

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader (Y/N)

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 2957

Length: 24/?

'Congrats on the Jungcock! But...did you know you're currently going viral?'

Viral? The kiss had gone viral already? HOW WERE THERE EVEN PICTURES OF IT?! The ARMY that arrived didn't follow you into the departure lounge. Unable to stop yourself, you typed ‘Jungkook kiss’ into your phone browser. The first thing you saw was multiple image results all showing the same picture of Jungkook kissing you in the airport. Scrolling down showed you that sites like Allkpop, Koreaboo, Soompi and even KpopViral had written ‘articles’ about the picture. You chose to read Soompi’s as, from what you had seen previously, they weren’t as harsh as other kpop sites.

‘Jungkook Spotted Kissing Woman In Airport

A tearful farewell for now or a heart broken goodbye? According to our sources it is most likely the first. K-ARMY and Korean Media Sites alike showed up at Incheon Airport after the official BTS twitter account (@BTS_twt) was tagged in multiple tweets by international fans about a woman they called ‘Jungkook’s Noona’ leaving Korea to return to Britain. These tweets included which airport the couple would most likely show up at since only one airport near Seoul has flights to Britain.

Following these tweets a crowd of about 20 K-ARMY gathered outside of the airport, waiting to catch a glimpse of their beloved maknae and his mystery woman. Little did either know that the paparazzi were allowed into the departure lounge after informing the airport of their intentions in advance. These picture are the result:’

The first picture was you preparing to leave, then the kiss and then finally a picture of Jungkook sobbing in his seat. You felt your heart ache at the sight of him crying once more.

‘An emotionally charged departure between lovers. Jungkook and BigHit are yet to respond to the pictures. However, it seems Tumblr may hold the identity of his noona since those on Twitter site the infamous blogging site as their source. How will ARMY react to the heart of their maknae being stolen? Only time will tell.’

Panic flooded your thoughts.

'Y/N? Y/N are you okay?'

'No. No, I'm not.'

'Want me to come over?'

'Please.'

You were starting to hyperventilate. Chubs replied instantly saying she was on her way and not even ten minutes later there was a knock on your door. You opened it to reveal her stood there in a fluffy brown onesie, that made her look like a teddy bear, with a backpack slung over her shoulder.

"I have snacks and some films." She opened her arms with a sorry smile, "And hugs." You sniffled and wiped away the fresh wave of tears that travelled down your cheeks. She took you into her arms, "It'll be okay. Jungkook and the rest of Bangtan will fix this, I'm sure."

You nodded and stepped out of her embrace so you could shut the door.

"I-I don't know if he knows yet."

She followed you into your bedroom where you plopped down on the edge of your bed and pulled your knees up to your chest.

"It's viral. There's no way he couldn't know."

The Skype call did end with Bangtan shouting his name... they must have seen it. You could only imagine how he was reacting. Was he as worried as you? Your relationship was brand new, would BigHit make him end it to maintain BTS's reputation and popularity? The thought triggered a new wave of tears and you buried you head in your hands, sucking in deep breaths and letting Jungkook's scent calm you like it had on the flight home.

Chubs took a seat beside you and ran a soothing hand up and down your back.

"You need to either call or message him, find out what's going on his end."

"I-I sh-sh-should probably c-calm down be-f-fore I m-m-message him..." You hiccupped.

"Sounds like a plan."

Chubs got out a DVD from her bag. You didn't have time to see what it was before she was opening the case and sliding a disk into your TV/DVD combo. She then grabbed a bag of sweet and salted popcorn. You grabbed the shark plushie from where you left it on your bed and cuddled it to your chest while the opening credits to The Lego Movie began. She could have put on fucking Sharknado for all you cared. You just needed to be distracted.

Chubs suddenly turned to you and pat the plushie on the nose, "Cute."

"K-Kookie got it f-for me on o-o-our day out. H-he nearly c-called me his g-girlfriend-"

Chubs interrupted you, eyes wide in shock, "HE NEARLY CALLED YOU HIS GIRLFRIEND AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME?!"

"I WAS PREOCCUPIED!"

She shook her head disapprovingly while tutting before a sly smile took over her face.

"So, he accidentally called you his girlfriend? How did that happen?"

You blushed as you remembered climbing on his back and the incident that followed.

"The tour guide asked why he, a Korean, was on an English tour and accidentally said 'For my gi-Noona!'."

She let out a loud 'aw' making your blush deepen. You tried to focus on the film.

"What else happened?"

"I'll tell you later."

She pouted but turned her gaze to the film in understanding that you weren't really in the mood to talk about things just yet.

You weren't particularly hungry, yet you considered it another method of distraction and shoved a handful of popcorn into your mouth. While munching away you heard your KKT alert go off. Unlocking your phone, you opened the app. It was Jungkook.

'Something happened. But don't worry Kitten, I'll sort it out. I just got you, I'm not going to give you up.'

Your eyes began to water at the sweet message and you cursed yourself for being so silly and thinking he wouldn't want to be with you after this.

You nudged Chubs and showed her the message.

"See, everything is going to be just fine." She used her fluffy sleeve to catch a tear that had unknowingly fallen down your cheek. "He'd never let anything happen to you."

Another alert.

'Do you mind if I make your song public?'

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

'Of course, I don't mind :) but why?'

'You'll see in about 20 minutes.' You frowned and asked him what he was doing. All he replied with was, 'Trust me.'

You did, so you let him be and placed your phone behind you in an attempt to resist the temptation of checking the time every few seconds.

"What's going on?" Chubs asked, offering you the bowl of popcorn after she took her own handful.

"He's going to make a song he wrote for me public... I think it may be a part of his plan... whatever it is."

You watched as a few pieces of popcorn fell from between her fingers to her lap.

"HE WROTE YOU A SONG?!" She practically shouted causing you to slap a hand over her mouth.

"Yes. But shush! It's late and people are sleeping."

"He wrote you a song?" She repeated in a hushed whisper.

"You didn't know? I thought you were in on his plan."

It was her turn to blush.

"Ah...I see he told you then..." she trailed off and gave you a shy smile. "I didn't know if he wanted you to know or not."

"He told me because I went off about there being fucking MYTEEN on the playlist." You slapped her gently on the arm. "How dare you do that to me!"

"They have a song about wanting their noona to see them as a man. It was perfect! How could I not?"

She had a good point but you wouldn't let her know that.

"He kept asking me who my bias is!"

She shrugged, "So?"

"He insisted he know who was in competition for my attention."

"Aw, he's so cute thinking Yuvinie is competition!"

"Don't mention that name around me!"

She leaned forward, nudging your side with her elbow while saying 'Yuvinie~' in a sing-song voice. You gave her a warning glare that caused her to shrink away with a 'Don't hit me.' You smirked and went back to munching happily on your popcorn. She too turned her attention back to the screen, arms wrapped around herself as if shielding herself from an attack.

"You and Jungkook are very similar. You both destroy fruit with body parts and you both threaten to hit people."

A proud smile found it's way onto your face, all traces of your earlier tears gone.

"I guess the Thigh Power Couple is official now."

Twenty minutes later while you and Chubs were giggling away at the childish nature of Lego Batman when both of your phones got a notification. It was the official BTS twitter account. The tweet contained the date followed by 'Jungkook Log' and a link to a YouTube video. This must've been what he was planning.

You clicked the link and angled your phone so the two of you could see.

'Hello, this is Jungkook from BTS. I won't bother mentioning the date since I reckon this is going to be a memorable day thanks to a certain picture that was published.'

Your eyebrows drew together when you noticed he was speaking English with Korean subtitles.

'I'm sure a lot of you know by now, but I want to tell you what happened and how that picture came about.'

The corners of his mouth twitched into a smile as he ran a hand through his hair.

'The woman in that picture is my Jagiya, my Noona, Y/N. We met... we met at a fansign in her country post concert. I asked her to tutor me in English since she wanted to teach it as a career path... It's been four months since I first called her.' He chuckled, 'Seems like it's been longer.'

Chubs made some comment about him being 'smitten' but you hushed her and she fell silent.

'During those four months, she's visited me twice here in Korea where we hung out as friends. She's met the other members, who all love her, and the majority of staff at the company too.'

A little clip of the members making you have a dance off appeared against Namjoon and Jin appeared and you recognised Jimin's giggles. The short ball of mochi had filmed the embarrassing moment?! The clip cut off before you could look too much like an idiot.

'Just before she visited for the first time, I realised I had feelings for her. But I was too chicken to confess while she was here.'

Since before your first visit? He didn't tell you that. And he'd been holding back for so long?

'So, I roped in a few people to help put together this elaborate confession that after weeks of planning finally came to fruition less than twenty-four hours ago. I'll skip over some details, but ultimately I turned to music to tell her how I felt.' He awkwardly scratched the back of his neck, 'What I didn't anticipate was how having her there in front of me again would make me want to show her just how felt. How it would make me want to throw away the plan.’

You smiled softly at the Jungkook on screen and even let Chubs quietly 'aw'.

'So, I did.' His cheeks grew a faint shade of pink. 'I, uh...kissed her just before she boarded the flight hoping it would be enough to break through her obliviousness so she knew how much I loved her.' He mumbled the last part, ducking his head shyly as his blush spread from his ears to his neck.

But then he was frowning, 'I don't regret what I did but I won't say I'm not angry at myself. I should've known the media would've been there to invade my privacy if ARMY had turned up to invade it too.'

You sighed, not liking or agreeing with how he was blaming himself for not knowing. How was anyone to know that someone would have made it to departures?

'I would like to ask ARMY and everyone including media and news sites to please respect us, and more importantly my Noona.' His tongue swiped across his lips, probably to moisten them thanks to nerves, 'She didn't ask for this. She didn't ask to be a part of my life, I asked her... You're probably wondering about why I'm talking in English with Korean subtitles. One, it's to make sure this message as clear as possible. Two, to show you what a wonderful job she did at tutoring me. That being said, our relationship has just begun and I will not give it up, so please, don't hate my Noona. Don't demonize her. She did nothing wrong apart from being really oblivious.'

He chuckled and you and Chubs giggled along. No one was going to let you live it down, ever, by the sounds of it.

'I hope you all wish us good luck for the future and take care of us. Thank you, ARMY. Annyeong.'

The video ended with a link coming on screen. Tapping on it out of curiosity, you found yourself watching a familiar video of him with his guitar. You wondered why he linked it at the end. You were brought out of your thoughts by Chubs grabbing your phone out of your hand to get a better look at the video.

"This is the song he wrote for you?"

You nodded, "He asked me if he could make it public. I don't mind. I think it's good for people to hear the development of our relationship in a song."

Chubs nodded and focus on the video in front of her. You, on the hand, were itching to see what was happening on tumblr when it was mentioned in the song. As soon as the song came to a close and Chubs passed you the phone, you hurriedly went to Tumblr, humming every so often when Chubs gushed about the pictures he included in the song.

The first thing you noticed was how many messages flooded your inbox.

It would be a lie to say you weren't nervous about opening it. Who knew how much hate could be hidden there? So, with a deep breath, you tapped the icon. The first message you saw was from an anon saying 'FUCKING FINALLY! DID HE GIVE YOU THE JUNGCOCK?' A high-pitched squeal slipped from your lips and Chubs looked at you in alarm.

"What is it?!"

"People are asking if I got the Jungcock! Where's the hate? The death threats? The ARMYs saying they'd kill to be in my position?"

You scrolled down your inbox until one message stood out to you.

"Ah, here they are. 'Jungkook deserves better than you.' God, I thought my messages were going to be full of pervs."

"Block any that send hate. That is my command as captain of your ship!" Chubs brought her hand to her heart as if to show how honoured she felt to be 'captain'.

"Doing it!" You went through your inbox, ignoring the messages as you opened them so to block and delete them.

Chubs took out her own phone and went about posting Jungkook's Log and ‘The Fairground’s video while The Lego Batman Movie reached its climax in the background. You took a quick screenshot of your, now hate free, inbox and sent it to Jungkook.

'Apparently most only care about knowing if you got laid.'

He replied a few minutes later with a frowning emoji.

'Noona's followers are perverts.'

'They're fangirls, it's to be expected.'

'Does this make my Jagi a fangirl AND a pervert?'

You chuckled and typed out a response. However, out of the corner of your eye you couldn't help but see Chubs looking at you strangely.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Kookie is very naive about how a fangirl's mind works." You giggled.

Chubs rose an eyebrow.

You sent 'NO!' to Jungkook then turned to Chubs who had locked her phone and folded her arms, waiting for you to say something.

"What...?"

"Are you two being dirty? Should I leave?"

Your eyes went wide. Dirty? Sure, you had written smut about him but you never actually thought about... doing that with him. You had only just got into a relationship with him!

"Of course not!"

You went back to scrolling through tumblr to distract yourself and your jaw dropped at something Jungkook had reblogged. It was a petition titled ‘Get Jungkook's Noona To Korea'. Jungkook had added a caption saying, 'I'm trying'.

He was trying? To what? Get you to Korea?

The thought caused your mouth to go dry as you imagined getting on a plane without having booked a return flight.

"Hey, have you seen- oh, you're looking at it too..."

"What... what do you think it means?"

"Maybe he's planning another trip for you."

You sighed, mind flitting back to all the times he suggested flying you back out, and that one time you got upset.

"I told him not to..."

"Look," Chubs grabbed the TV remote and paused the film which had finished and was running its end credits, then turned to you. "You've had a long day. Why don't you just forget about it for tonight?"

"...Okay... I guess there's one thing about what's happened I can be happy about."

Chubs leant forward in interest, "What would that be?"

Your fingers went up to trace over your lips before you smiled.

"There's a picture of mine and Kookie's first kiss. A precious memory captured."

She grinned too, "Not many people can say they have a picture of their first kiss with their partner. You're lucky, Y/N."

A/N: @tragicshadows is away right now so this chapter isn't as well edited as it normally is. Usually, she does the final checks and stuff since I'm dyslexic and don't notice grammatical or spelling mistakes that well. Anyway, CHUBS HAS FINALLY APPEARED IN PERSON! Also we know it's short but we didn't want to try and cram too much into one chapter or it would just be messy. We have another pole for you >here< about which chapters you would like to see a JK POV of.

#boop #tmaht #jungkook #jeon jungkook #jungkooknet #BTS jungkook #jeongguk #jeon jeongguk #jeon jeongkook #jungkook scenario #jungkook fanfic #jungkook fluff #bangtan #bangtan sonyeondan #bangtan scenario

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graylu · 7 years

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Anyways, it's still 2017 and you're still coming at kaisoo blogs and kaisoo tags. Jeez louise 🙈

first of all shut up. second, yall need to stop treating idols and their relationships like they're a work of fiction you homophobic koreaboo creeps.

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bad-exo-imagines · 6 years

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The Best of Both Worlds

The Daily Lives of a High School Koreaboo - part 2

Background: I wrote a joke fic for my friend for her birthday and it got out of control. Then i thought, it’d be perfect for this blog. I had to change a few things to make it a more universal fic, so the main character is “you”. Just like any other classis self-insert fic Y/N means your name.

Part 1

Y/N shut of their alarm clock and sprung out of bed. They were so excited for today since it was their first day going to a Korean high school. They had set their alarm so they’d have an hour and a half to get ready. Y/N went to her personal bathroom off of there room to get ready. Minhyuk on the other hand only gave himself 30 minutes to get ready. After going to the bathroom he went downstairs to get himself some food.

“Good morning!” Y/N said sliding him a plate of food

“Oh, uh, thanks.” He responded surprised to see their so chipper, especially since it was 6:30 in the morning.

The foreigner washed their plate since they was already done eating before heading back upstairs to finish getting ready. Minhyuk watched as they walked by. They was already dressed in their uniform. It was a grey jacket, a navy blue button up with a white collar, and (navy blue skirt with two white stripes/grey pants). Minhyuk realized he had been staring with his mouth open so he quickly turned back around and started eating.

After finishing styling their hair, Y/N hurried out into the hall. Minhyuk waited patiently at the top of the stairs for them. He smiled beamed at them, heart skipping a beat when he saw them smile back.

“You ready?” Y/N asked excitedly.

“Yeah. Are you gonna be okay? You’re not gonna explode on me are you?”

“Ha ha. Very funny.”

The two grabbed their school backpacks, Minhyuk’s black and Y/N’s a light blue. They both slipped on sneakers and grabbed the keys off the counter. He opened the door leading to the garage and held it for Y/N, letting them go out first. As they drove Minhyuk excitedly told Y/N about all the friends he was going to introduce to them.

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“Jimin. Why are you doing this?” V said pinching the bridge of his nose.

“I can’t be seen with you if you’re hair looks like that. Hold still okay?” Jimin responded.

“He did this to me too,” Jungkook piped in smirking, leaning against the doorframe of V’s bathroom, watching the small boy fuss with the green dye “even made me put on makeup”

V looked over at the youngest’s hair, seeing that his soft jet black hair was styled nicely, and that he indeed had light eye makeup on that shaped his face well, simple eyeliner and some eyeshadow dark brown on the bottom outer corner.

“Ooo~ V can I put some on y-”

“No.”

Jimin let out a whine as he grabbed a comb and gel. He unceremoniously dragged V to the bathtub and stuck his head under the faucet.

“Make sure you rinse it out well,” Jungkook commented. “When you dyed RM’s hair last week he was sweating pink.”

“It’s only a few streaks, it won’t be hard.” Jimin replied. After a bit of rinsing he turned the water off and dragged V back to the chair he had been sitting in. “Kookie hand me the blow dryer.”

the freshmen plugged in said dryer and handed it to Jimin who turned it on the highest heat and full blast. V sheilded his face. “Ya! You’re gonna melt my skin off!”

Jimin ignored it and kept going until V’s hair was completely dry. He put very minimal gel in to style it. “There, now I can associated with you two.”

The sophomore checked out the green tint added to his bangs. “Was this really necessary?”

“Yes of course!” Jimin said. He grabbed both V and Jungkook’s wrists and ran out of V’s room “Come on, we gotta go meet up with Daeil!” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Y/N let out an excited exhale as they stepped out of the car. Minhyuk smiled as he walked around the car to walk with them.

“IS THAT MINHYUK?” An unfamiliar, deep voice called as the two started walking.

Three guys ran up and pulled Minhyuk into a hug, the four of them all laughing. “Where’ve you been for the past month dude?” The blonde asked

“I told you, Y/N,” Minhyuk turned and gestured at the student, making the three just notice they were even there “was going to be living with me for the year.”

“Oh, you were serious.” The purple haired boy said looking surprised.

“Uh, Annyeong Haseyo.” Y/N bowed shyly

The three boys bowed back, each saying hello.

“I’m Kim Jongin, everyone calls me Kai.” The blonde was the first to say his name.

“Lee Taemin. Nice to meet you” The purple haired boy spoke next.

“Kim Wonshik, but you can call me Ravi.” The deep voiced, bluenette said last.

Y/N looked at Minhyuk, realizing that these were the Terror Triplets he talked about in the car. Minhyuk had said that the three of them had been best friends since kindergarden and always got into trouble. Not over things like thievery or fist fights, but just for never knowing when to stop talking in class, when to stop cracking jokes, when to stop eating, when to stay awake. Lee Taemin, went from being the awkward, quiet kid that was ignored by most of the school to the awkward, slightly less quite heartthrob of the class of 2018. Kim “Kai” Jongin, currently holding the record for most expensive school lunch at $45. Kim “Ravi” Wonshik, the only kid in the history of Incheon Nonhyeon High School to fall asleep in the middle of finals, and managed to do it 3 times.

“I gotta get Y/N to the main office, I’ll see you guys in a bit during homeroom alright?” Minhyuk said waving to them.

“Bye bye Minnie~” Ravi said jokingly blowing a kiss at him as he lead Y/N to the front door.

Meanwhile Jimin, V, and Jungkook climbed out of Jimin’s car and made their way into the school. “Alrighty now… He said he’d meet us in the usual spot.” Jimin said entering the building.

“Woah,” Jungkook whispered, “I’m gonna get so lost.”

V laughed and patted Jungkook on the back “Don’t worry, you got us.”

“Come on guys let’s go!” The orange haired turned and grabbed their wrists again.

The three bobbed and weaved through the halls and stopped in the main lobby. Jimin scanned the faces, looking for a familiar face. V suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder and turned to see a boy with hair resembling freshly fallen snow smirking at him.

“Took you guys long enough,” The guy said

Jimin gasped and turned around to see the man and nearly tackled him when he saw him “DAEIL~!”

Daeil laughed and picked up the small man into a hug. V smiled, but his smile flattened when he saw Jungkook clench his jaw. V elbowed the youngest and whispered to him “You have nothing to worry about. Jimin’s more likely to date me than Daeil.” The younger gave V a small smile

“Thank god you got rid of that stupid middle part” Jimin said looking up at Daeil’s hair after he was placed back on the ground. “Although now you kind of look like an emo kid”

“And you finally stopped having the flat bowlcut. You looked like you went to some boarding school.” Daeil ruffled the orange haired boy’s hair. “Nice to see you again V”

Jimin laughed as he swatted away the other’s hand. “Oh Daeil! This is Jungkook, the one I told you about!” Jimin grabbed the freshmen’s hand and brought him closer.

“Hello.” Jungkook said bowing slightly.

“Hi, hey wait aren’t the freshmen supposed to be in the cafe?”

“OH MY GOD!” Jimin exclaimed before running down the hall, dragging Jungkook behind him.

Daeil laughed as the two ran “They seem cute together.”

“Yeah, Jimin-hyung never shuts up about him.” V said trying to sound annoyed, but a smile still on his face.

“What about Jungkook?” Daeil asked raising an eyebrow.

“He’s not one to talk about that stuff, which makes Jimin-hyung freak out, but he likes him just as much, if not more honestly.”

Daeil smiled widely and put his arm around V’s shoulder. “That’s good, after what happened with,” Daeil stopped and sighed.

“Kim Daeil!” A voice called from the left of them.

“Speak of the devil,” Daeil said quietly to V before yelling back “Yoo Sungoh, you just get here? What happened to the goody-two shoes getting here 30 minutes early?”

V turned to see Juniors Yoo Sungoh and Kim Jeonguk, and Seniors Choi Kisu and Cory Hong. Daeil smiled and ran over to hug the four.

“Oh man is that V?” Cory asked with a wide smile, pulling V into a hug two.

Y/N and Minhyuk walked out of the office and collided into the group standing right outside the door. Sungoh turned to yell at what he thought were freshmen acting out but froze with fear when he saw Minhyuk.

“Oh hello Yoo Sungoh.” Minhyuk said dryly. Sungoh swallowed nervously and bowed deeply. The rest of the boys looked away awkwardly, unsure what to do. Minhyuk smiled at the group “Good to see you guys haven’t ‘dropped out’ too.” The boys’ eyes widen, in disbelief of what Minhyuk had said. Minhyuk’s eye bore into Sungoh, and the taller boy shrank under his stare.

Kisu was the first to notice the student behind Minhyuk. “Who’s this?” He asked trying his best to change the subject.

“Y/N. They’re living with me..” Minhyuk responded curtly, eyes never leaving Sungoh.

“Uh, Hi.” Y/N said softly. “Nice to meet you.”

Minhyuk turned to Y/N with a genuine smile “Come on Y/N, I’ll show you where you’re homeroom is.” He turned back to Sungoh and whispered in his ear still smiling “Try to stay out of trouble this year alright?”

Minhyuk put his arm around Y/N’s shoulder and walked her down the hall. “What was that?” They asked glancing back at the group. Minhyuk stopped pulled Y/N off to the side into an empty club room.

“That was Gold Gang, 24K. They used to be my best friends. They started of as a nice group of guys that started to get mixed up in bad things. It’s a mess. There’s Cory Hong, the one with that stupid sweatband around his forehead about to record an aerobic exercise video. Don’t let him fool you, he’s the leader and secretly the toughest one. Choi Kisu, the auburn haired one, is the second in command. Kim Jeonguk is the strong silent type you know? Since he doesn’t talk much he flies under the school’s radar and many teachers don’t even realize he’s Golden. Then, there’s Yoo Sungoh. He’s the reason I can’t keep being friends with them. He found out that one of the teachers was getting suspicious of them and he quickly got someone who would be an alibi. That teacher’s favorite student: Jimin. Jimin of course was unaware of all the things that the Golden Gang did, and still is. He’s so innocent and naive that I can’t tell him he was used. Sungoh pretended to date Jimin, taking him on ‘dates’, but he’d really be doing gang work. Jimin though started to fall for Sungoh. Hard. I put together what Sungoh was doing and threatened 24k. I told Sungoh that if Jimin ever found out he was being used I’d send all of the evidence to the police, and I told him to break up with Jimin. He did it in such an awful way, Juan’s still pretty broken up about it honestly. There was two others but they… don’t go to school here any more.”

Y/N blinked a couple of times, jaw hung open. They definitely weren’t expecting school gangs when they flew over to Korea. They were silent for a couple of seconds before saying “Are- are there any other gangs?”

Minhyuk smiled before the warning bell went off. “Come on, Let’s get to homeroom okay?”

In homeroom, Ravi sat on his desk facing Taemin and Kai who sat on the windowsill. Taemin looked up to see a group of girls quickly turn away blushing. Ravi looked over his shoulder to see what Taemin looked at, turning back with a frown.

Taemin leaned forward a little. “Don’t worry about them babe” He whispered softly to the bluenette.

“This was a lot easier when you had all your baby fat still.” Ravi responded pouting.

Taemin laughed blushing ever so slightly. The taller two smiled at the sound, loving every note. Kai held back the urge to lean forward and kiss Taemin’s cheek. It was gonna be another long school year. The three decided it was best to keep their relationship from everyone, but it was so hard from them to keep their hands of each other. Kai looked away to try to repress his urges, just in time to see Minhyuk and the foreigner from earlier walk in.

“Ya Minhyuk!” The blonde yelled out, startling his two boyfriends.

Minhyuk smiled at the three and sat down in the desk in front of them. Y/N stood awkwardly, unsure what seat to sit in. Minhyuk pointed at the seat in front of him. The Terror Triplets all took their seats, Ravi in the back corner behind Minhyuk, Kai to the right of him, and Taemin in front of Kai, next to Minhyuk.

“Don’t worry, no one sits in this seat anymore.” Minhyuk smiled

“Anymore? I thought homerooms were by grade?” Y/N asked raising her eyebrows

Taemin laughed and spoke up, “They are, but 24k’s Hong Seokjun dropped. That was his seat.”

“Dropped, got expelled, same thing.” Ravi commented making his boyfriends laugh.

“Expelled?” Y/N questioned surprised

Minhyuk winked before discreetly pointing at the boys who were coming up behind them. They turned around pretending to get a pencil out of their bag and looked to see the Golden Gang’s Cory and Kisu sit down, Cory in front of them, Kisu to the right of him. they turned back with a confused look on their face but Minhyuk just put his finger up to his mouth as a way to show not to question anything right now.

Ravi got up and sat on top of the empty desk in between Taemin and Kisu that was right beside Y/N. “How’s it hanging Goldilocks?” Taemin, Kai and Minhyuk smiled cheekily as Kisu turned around and shot Ravi a death glare.

“What do you want Wonshik?” Kisu asked dryly.

“Aren’t you excited?” Ravi said with clearly fake enthusiasm “It’s the first day of the new school year! And better yet, our last one! A new year, a blank slate.”

Cory turned too to look at Ravi, getting that Ravi was hinting at the 24k to end their work, but instead of glaring he put on a fake smile. “Yeah, you never know what could happen in a year.” Cory’s eyes shifted to Minhyuk.

Someone cleared their throat behind Ravi and the whole group froze. The bluenette turned to see a black haired man looking at him slightly annoyed. Ravi quickly jumped off the desk and muttered an apology before heading to his desk. The atmosphere in the corner turned icy cold. The man sat down in the desk Ravi had been on top of and readjusted the black earbuds in his ear.

Cory turned around in his seat and leaned on Y/N’s desk “So what brings you to Incheon Nonhyeon High School darling?”

Minhyuk’s body tensed in disgust. He went to yell Cory to turn around but Y/N spoke first.

“I’m an exchange student.” they said flatly.

“Sounds exciting darling. Where from?” Cory said, trying to get more of a response.

Taemin leaned over to Minhyuk and whispered “Are you okay, your knuckles are white, which is really surprising considering you’re even tanner than Kai.”

Minhyuk looked down to see his hands were balled into fists on his desk. He also noticed his jaw was clenched. Minhyuk took a deep breath in to relax and turned to Taemin with a smile “Don’t worry about me, I’m fine.” Taemin looked at him questioningly before turning back into the blue and blonde haired boys.

The teacher walked in and everyone quieted down and turned to face the right way. Y/N was, surprised to say the least, at the appearance of the teacher. He had vibrant red hair, the color of the rising sun at six in the morning. It made him look like a fire god almost. His makeup was dark, a heavy black and grey smokey eye, and burgundy lips. The most shocking thing to Y/N was the golden glitter scattered on his face. They glanced around and saw girls on the other side fangirling much to Y/N’s disbelief.

“Hello. Welcome back to Incheon Nonhyeon, you finally made it to your senior year. If you look around you’ll actually notice we have a foreign exchange student in our homeroom this year. Will you come up and introduce yourself?”

Y/N slowly got up and made her way to the front.

“Annyeong haseyo. I’m Y/N.” Y/N said bowing to the class

“If I’m not mistaken, Y/N you’re living with Lee Minhyuk’s family correct?”

“Yes sir”

The teacher let out a sigh “Good luck.”

Alyss gave the teacher a confused look but Minhyuk piped in. “Could be worse, they could have been stuck with J Hope.”

“Come on Minhyuk! I’m not that bad!” A light brown haired boy shouted from the other side of the room.

“Oh please,” Taemin said with a smile turning to face the brunette “J Hope, that time you pants the senior class president last year was pretty bad.”

J Hope let out a loud laugh “SUGA NEARLY KILLED ME!”

The teacher tried to hide his laughter by bringing his hand to his mouth and coughed. “Anyway. I am Kwon Jiyong, though you may here fellow student call me G Dragon.” The teacher motioned for Y/N to sit back down, and then himself sat at the desk in the front of the room. “You all have your schedules, correct?”

“Yes” responded the class.

“Well, since right now the freshmen are getting everything sorted, we have 45 minute homeroom all week. You can socialize but you aren’t allowed to leave the classroom. You hear that Jung Hoseok?”

“Yeah yeah~” J Hope said laughing.

Minhyuk stood up and sat on top of Y/N’s desk, placing himself between her and Cory to ensure he wouldn’t try to talk to her again. He had his body facing the rest of class, eyes scanning around. The desks were arranged in rows of 5, and being 6 rows, bringing the total to 30 desks. No one sat in the front seats in homeroom, and they all had sat in the same seats since freshmen year, minus 4 kids who dropped out or were expelled, and now adding the foreign exchange student. There was now 21 students in Mr. Kwon’s homeroom. But how many will make it through the year?

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