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I Want You
Taehyung comes from old money and due to this, he's expected to marry old money. So now he's being urged too quickly sink his fingers into his current girlfriend of 2 years, Choi Daeyeon, into marriage.
He agrees to a quick marriage upon one condition.
Taehyung gets to stay the summer with his estranged older brother, Seokjin, living in Busan.
He hadn't predicted he'd meet Jungkook.
Just another idea/draft I haven't written much for on my Wattpad that I barely use anymore 😔🤷♀️
#jung hoseok#kim namjoon#kim seokjin#kim taehyung#min yoongi#park jimin#taekook#taehyung sucks at talking about his feelings#jungkook is a sweetheart#protective jung hoseok#yoonjin#original characters#summer romance#summer fling#bartender seokjin#surfer Namjoon#surfer Hoseok#surfer Jimin#past seokseok#radio host Yoongi#rich boy Taehyung
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BTS Summer Fic Recs
Here are some summer fanfic recommendations if you need something to read on the beach, by the pool, or just in your room while you're trying to escape the heat! If you enjoy any of these stories, please don't forget to let the author know by reblogging and leaving feedback. Most of these stories contain smut or other mature themes so MINORS DNI!
kim namjoon
solace by @m-yg93 (13.5k) fluff/smut
[roommates to lovers]
summary: Namjoon thought getting used to a new roommate would take time and adaptation but you fit yourself into his apartment with ease. He swears he only landed in your bed to keep you safe in his arms when you get spooked by the storm. Surely he can blame the eventual lack of clothing on the summer’s heat stroke.
kim seokjin
all you’re giving me is friction by @hot-soop (28.3k) angst/smut/fluff
[surfer!seokjin x lifeguard!f.reader, lovers to enemies (lite) to lovers]
summary: You’ve graduated! Congratulations - you’ve got one thing checked off your parents ten year plan! Now all that’s left to do is start your dreary office job, drag yourself up the ladder to CEO, marry your (as yet unknown) dream guy, and carve out some time to pop out a few kids before your ovaries shrivel up… Except all of that sounds horrendous, and you’d much rather spend the next three months at Hoseok’s beach house with your closest friends - relaxing, partying, and sleeping late while you still can. And it would be your last perfect summer break, if it weren’t for the most irritating man on the planet (and his chickens) living next door.
min yoongi
the landlord by @ppersonna (4.3k) smut/light crack/pwp
[landlord!yoongi]
summary: your air conditioner breaks right at the height of a recordbreaking heat wave. good thing your hot landlord, yoongi, knows how to attend to any needs you may have.
watermelon sugar by @yoonjinkooked (23k) smut/romcom
[strangers to lovers, vacation au]
summary: Travelling alone to your dream destination had sounded like a good idea at the time. And you don’t regret doing it, of course not - you’re in Greece! The food! The sun! The smell of the sea! The white walls and blue chairs, the hills, the warm days and colder nights. A little company wouldn’t hurt, though. That’s how you end up talking to Min Yoongi, your next door neighbour with whom you practically share a balcony. He’s quiet, he barely leaves his room but when you reach out, he doesn’t push you away. That’s how your Greek adventure begins.
jung hoseok
strawberry sundae by @youtifulhobi (6k) fluff
[lifeguard!hoseok x olympian swimmer!reader, meet cute]
summary: A few years after you begin dating Jung Hoseok, the two of you reminisce about how you met when he was a lifeguard and saved you from drowning, when in reality you had just fell off your strawberry floatie and he just wanted to talk to you.
a taste of paradise by @theharrowing (8k) light angst/smut
[strangers to lovers, chance encounters]
summary: A handsome stranger helps take your mind off of all of the drama that awaits you back home. It is bittersweet, isn’t it, how a chance encounter that makes you feel so good can also just leave you craving more.
park jimin
i need you tonight by @minisugakoobies (1.5k) smut/slight angst?
[pool boy!jimin]
summary: You’re tired of watching your evil stepmom waste your father’s money. So you steal one of her toys.
you dtf? by @sailoryooons (10.2k) smut/pwp
[strangers to one-night stand]
summary: You’ve never had a one night stand. Jimin has had countless. You’re trying to experience new things. Jimin loves doing the same old shit. So when you meet the man going around the club inviting people to touch his ripped abs, you think perhaps this is the perfect opportunity to try new things. It’s Labor Day weekend at the shore - what can go wrong?
into the wilderness by @gukyi (27k) angst/fluff/comedy
[friends to lovers, camp counsellor au, unrequited love]
summary: alright, so last summer’s camp was… disastrous. from the murky green showers to the wasps nests, it was all-around a bad time. but none of those things could be quite as catastrophic as the end-of-camp counselor campfire, when you told park jimin that you were in love with him. and if telling him was terrible, then seeing him again this summer, one year after your fruitless confession, just might be the death of you.
kim taehyung
summer feelings by @jjkeverlast (558) fluff/crack
[childhood best friends to lovers]
summary: taehyung catches you off guard during your first trip to the beach.
himbo hours by @gimmethatagustd (7k) pwp/smut/humor
[himbo!taehyung x reader, strangers to lovers]
summary: Trouble always seems to follow Taehyung. An innocent night of finding new friends to share his alcohol, drugs, and boxy smiles quickly turns into a mess when he accidentally punches you, a poor, unsuspecting clubgoer, right in the face. Whoops!
trip by @daechwitatamic (22k) fluff
[friends to lovers, camping au]
summary: Your gigantic crush on Kim Taehyung is so bad that you drop whatever you’re holding every time he speaks to you. Your dirty liar of a best friend SWORE to you he wouldn’t be on this camping trip, but he is. Luckily, the trip gives Taehyung the chance to see you in a new light, admittedly with some help from his best friend (and definitely hired spy) Park Jimin.
jeon jungkook
in which sour and salt could be so sweet when jungkook’s existence reminds you that there is still good in the world. by @onlyswan (3.1k) fluff/a pinch of angst/suggestive
[established relationship]
baecation by @1kook (5.9k) smut
[richboy!jungkook, vacation au]
summary: “Lose the top, or lose the right to present yourself in any low back gown for the next three months.” He truly knew the way to your heart.
heartless by @here2bbtstrash (7.4k) pwp/smut
[exes hooking up]
summary: after a wild summer at the shore where he made more than a few mistakes, jungkook is ready to remind you why you always take him back.
no longer strangers by @soft4gguk (9.4k) fluff/smut
[jungkook x inexperienced!reader, strangers to lovers, summer love au]
at the end of the day by @starshapedkookie (13.3k) fluff/smut/a little angst
[ex-baseball player!jungkook, high school friends to lovers, beach/vacation au]
summary: You and Jungkook have been best friends for 8 years, going through absolute hell and back together. After senior year of high school, you and Jungkook began a tradition of taking annual vacations together during the summer months. This summer is no different, with you and Jungkook celebrating graduating college just a couple months prior. You're set to move to NYC after the summer, with you and Jungkook soaking in the sun and as many moments as you can together. You'd think nothing could ever tear your friendship apart with him, but when you've sat on the beach for too many days in a row watching him surf, you can't help but wonder - when did your best friend get so hot?
lemon sherbet by @extravaguk (15k) fluff/smut/angst
[tattoo artist!&piercing artist!jungkook x popular!reader, ex high school classmates, kinda frenemies to lovers, summer au]
summary: But above all things, the last thing you expected to happen when you came back was to show your tits and get pierced by none other than motherfucking Jeon Jungkook. Jeon Jungkook. Guk. Gukkie. Jeongukkie.
concrete king by @bratkook (16.7k) fluff/smut
[skaterboy!jungkook x reader, himbo energy]
summary: when a cute boy in a tacky hawaiian shirt lands a trick in your honor there’s no way you could ever say no to him
ex on the beach by @beahae (mini-series, 18.2k) fluff/light angst/smut
[exes to lovers]
summary: You and Jungkook broke up. But it would be very silly of you to let the fancy beach vacation you both won go to waste, right?
stars behind waves by @taegularities (22.7k) angst/fluff/smut
[estranged childhood best friends to lovers, beach/vacation au]
summary: With a decade’s distance between Jungkook and you, your paths cross on the same island you deemed your second home years ago. And you realise once again – the ocean can never compare to the twinkle in his starry eyes.
paddle with me by @yoongsgguktae (two-shot, 30k) angst/smut
[enemies to lovers, camp counsellor au]
summary: when your camp leader forces you and jeongguk as partners in a team building activity. with frustrations and anger flaring during your journey down the river, how will all this pent-up emotion get released?
Thank you so much for taking the time to check out my list! I read some of these stories while on vacation this year, and some have stayed with me for a while since I read them last summer. If anyone has more summery recommendations, I'd love to hear them, so don't be afraid to put them in the comments or send me an ask <3
#bts fanfic#bts fic recs#namjoon fanfic#namjoon fic recs#seokjin fanfic#seokjin fic recs#yoongi fanfic#yoongi fic recs#hoseok fanfic#hoseok fic recs#jimin fanfic#jimin fic recs#taehyung fanfic#taehyung fic recs#jungkook fanfic#jungkook fic recs#summer fic recs#my rec lists#ivi reads
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Dark Knight feeling, Die or Kill (m)
A collaboration based on fictional iconic superhero characters, with the bts members; with a twist of obsession and desire, you won’t be able to escape, no matter how much you try, who’s going to save you from them? hint: no one.
written by: @justanotherstarlightmonger
member: seokjin
character: silver surfer
synopsis: Kim Seokjin, the silver surfer, finds his heart of titanium swaying for the first time in millennia, for Reed Richard's prodigy apprentice, who unfortunately calls the planet his master wants to devour, home. Caught between a life long oath to an intergalactic planet devouring fog and the all encompassing obsession the surfer developed with OC, Seokjin will fight tooth and nail to have it all.
release date: [TBD]
written by: @bighitfics
member: yoongi/suga
character: captain america
synopsis. “You’ve been asleep captain yoongi, for almost 22 years” yet I wasn’t surprised by the revelation not one bit just disappointed and perhaps a tad bit disheartened.
The only thing that came into my mind at the moment was her.
My Y/n.
The one thing in my life that kept me going.
The one stability that I had.
The girl who believed in me when the world stranded me.
The girl I’d fight hell just to hold in my arms.
I close my eyes and all I could hear was her sweet voice sobbing and begging me to return back.
Then the crash happened and the rest is history.
The defeat and acceptance of never seeing her again for the sake of others still fresh in my memory.
Where’s she now? Still living in illsan? Does she know that I’m here….that I’ve been found? Would she be waiting like she promised?
“You’re gonna be okay?” the guy asked while I looked around the city that had so sense of familiarity still trying to find some sort of relevance to ease my mind but it was utterly useless because everything was foreign as though I’ve been transported to a different planet.
“Yeah I just…I had a date.” I answer him.
release date: [TBD]
written by: @bahbah-bee
member: hoseok/jhope
character: Batman/Bruce Wayne.
synopsis. Billionaires don’t develop attachments. Superheroes don’t make deals with villains. This was something ingrained in Mr. Hoseok through experience. Gotham didn’t need to know the truth about Batman, and in return all the dealings of the underworld were taken care of. It didn’t matter if people got hurt, as long as justice was served. At least, that was until he met you.
release date: [TBD]
written by: @ratherbefangirling
member: namjoon/RM.
character: black widow
synopsis. Namjoon was stolen from his birth parents by the agency. Since then he's learned many different things, lived many different lives, felt many different things. Black Monster. The best of the best. That's what everyone knows him as. Is it too much to ask that someone knows his name. Is it too much for the extraordinary to ask for the ordinary. It might be, but black monster always gets his way no matter what.
release date: [TBD]
written by: @pynkgothicka
member: jimin
character: scarlet witch
synopsis. Jimin has kept up your fantasy-esque life up for all you can remember. So why is that idyllic life showing cracks all of a sudden?
release date: [TBD]
written by: @bebejungkook
member: taehyung/V
character: Angel (x-men)
synopsis. To everyone in the city, Kim Taehyung is a mutant and the heir to the Kim fortune, helping keep the city safe and secure. But to you, he is your guardian Angel, saving you from harm and gifting you with wisdom. You go to him for guidance and comfort, how could he say no to his sweet and innocent little dove? His heart beats for you only and he would do anything to protect and keep you safe, after all he is your guardian angel.
release date: [TBD]
wrïtten by: @aajjks
mëmbër: jungkook
chàracter: Spïder-Mân
synöpsïs. He wöuldn’t lêt you cräwl äwäy from him, you bëlongêd to him.
fïc téäsër: xx
rëlëäsë dätë: [TBD]
#bts smut#yandere bts#yandere x reader#jin smut#yoongi smut#hoseok smut#namjoon smut#jimin smut#taehyung smut#jungkook smut#bts x reader#ot7 smut#ot7 x reader#ot7 fic#bangtan smut#yandere bangtan#yandere jimin#yandere taehyung#yandere jungkook#yandere namjoon#yandere jin#yandere yoongi#yandere hoseok#smut#yandere au#bts superhero collab#spider man#scarlet witch#silver surfer#batman
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What type of fashion do you think victor bts would wear including victor jungkook
oooh loves this q, if your gonna shift into my universe you prob need some visual help lmao! (i fully expect a report when you do!)
but this is roughly how I picture them;
Jin
I think Jin had a good fashion sense even before the games. his dad was the mayor of District One so I think he's always had to dress "presentable". I don't see him as a fashionista, but he does care about brands. if he was in our modern universe, he'd be the type to find Gucci very tacky and obnoxious but love Hermes and Ralph Lauren. classy and understated. honestly very "old money, country club" vibes. jin is a nepo baby lol
Jimin
there are two jimins - the one at the capitol and the one at district four. when he's in the capitol, he wears whatever his designer team arranges for him. he has lots of sponsors, and many are fashion brands so he's obligated to wear clothes or accessories from those brands. his team likes to market him as very chic and clean, lots of suits with the undershirt open to show his chest. however, when he's at home or just being himself, i think he's very in touch with his ocean roots. i see him in a "surfer boy" aesthetic, pearls, seashells, and free-flowing tops. in my universe, District Four is like a Florida or tropical place- so it's always sunny and hot.
namjoon
sweater vests. turtle necks. slacks. this is it. mainly in black, sometimes blue. very dark academia. does not really understand fashion and just wants to look as smart as he is. feel like he'd also be one of the victors who fired his designer team right away because he didn't get the point and hated being treated like a doll. sometimes he wants to try out diff styles but ultimately I see him being a creature of habit and being like "nah"
Hoseok
poor boy just wants to be cozy and warm. I think I had his games take place in the Arctic? so I think he'd be like really hypersensitive to the cold now. he feels one chill and he'll want to die. he would love oversized sweaters and cardigans. I can see him wearing lots of neutral colors too, browns and creams with hints of green here and there. Very 'coffee shop boyfriend' vibes. also think he's such older bro that he'd carry a lil fanny pack or bag all the time, he carries little snacks and stuff just in case his siblings ever need anything
Taehyung
tough one. I don't think he'd give a shit tbh. but he's from 11 and it's all about agriculture, so i feel like farmer vibes? like boyish cottage core. feel like he likes loose shirts as well, tae doesn't like feeling constricted so no tight clothes. also feel like he loves rolling his pants up and walking around barefoot. country boy to the core.
Yoongi
hoodies, loose fitting and oversized. likes beanies too. I think he has bad blood circulation and as a kid didn't get great access to food, so he's prob anemic and smaller than his Victor counterparts. a lil insecure about it so he covers it up with baggy clothes. another one that prefers darker colors like grey and black. capitol ppl are known for their colorful clothes since they can afford them, and yoongi isn't tryna associate with that.
Jungkook
i never made a victors revenge jk since i didn't know if i was just going to make it qq jk when he won the games lol. either way, i'm sticking with district two for him. so def a career and def a lil cray. i think he'd enjoy looking as intimidating as possible, fully leaning into the 'bloody thirsty career' reputation he has. I see him getting tats and piercings and wearing things like leather jackets and steel-toed boots. probably like "grunge" or "cyberpunk" aesthetic??
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march bts archive ♡
a few reminders before you go to the recs:
⇢ the list is composed with 10 bts fanfics i’ve reviewed (reblogged) during the month! it doesn’t include: ongoing series and series i haven’t finished.
⇢ my blog is +18, so even if this list has some sfw stories please, minors do not interact!
⇢ feel like i missed a work? send me your fics for me to review too ♡
Put it on me
authors ⇢ @jimilter
pairing ⇢ jimin x reader
genre ⇢ smut; humor; pwp; strangers to lovers
rating ⇢ +18 | minors do not interact
word count ⇢ 8k
summary ⇢ When you signed up to model your cleavage for a jewelry commercial, no one bothered to tell you it wasn’t gonna be a solo shoot. It’s unfair being blindsided and you want to protest, but A-list model and flirt extraordinaire Park Jimin’s steel-cut abs have you kinda tongue-tied. And then you get kinda too busy thinking of other ways in which you’d like him to shut you up.
why i loved it ⇢ honestly just straight porn, but super well written and with amazing descriptions and jimin is like, the sexiest menace alive, paired up with a ridiculously gorgeous reader. it’s unhinged and funny and i can’t get enough of it.
⇢ my full review (with spoilers!)
hey, it’s me.
authors ⇢ @yoongiphoria
pairing ⇢ namjoon x ex!reader
genre ⇢ angst; kinda lovers to exes
rating ⇢ PG-13, but the MJ's blog is +18 only
word count ⇢ 0.5k
why i loved it ⇢ MJ has this amazing talent of conveying big, everlasting and devastating emotions with simple, delicate words. she writes a ridiculously small drabble and represents all the loneliness one can feel, and is so creative too! the whole voicemail concept from closer is used so cleverly here, this feels like a punch but in the best possible way.
⇢ my full review (with spoilers!)
the one with yoongi, netflix, and zero chill
authors ⇢ @eoieopda
pairing ⇢ yoongi x reader
genre ⇢ fluff; fuck buddies to ?
rating ⇢ +18 | minors do not interact
word count ⇢ 1.1k
why i loved it ⇢ if jade being the author isn’t reason enough, i wanna say this drabble has soft yoongi and delicate, domestic intimacy with a very confused reader lol, it’s super sweet and it’s a birthday story too 🥺
⇢ my full review (with spoilers!)
Double Take
authors ⇢ @magicshopaholic
pairing ⇢ hoseok x oc
genre ⇢ angst; idol!au; unrequited love; neighbors!au; brother’s best friend!au
rating ⇢ +18 | minors do not interact
word count ⇢ 11.7k
summary ⇢ Years after telling the neighbourhood brat to get a life, Hoseok does a double take when he realises she’s no longer the skinny kid who worshiped him once upon a time.
why i loved it ⇢ i don’t often read unrequited feelings stories, but this one is just… mesmerizing. the best coming of age story i read in a minute, and written with such eloquence and with such interesting stylistic choices! you take zero seconds to empathize with the oc and i think it was so worth it, it made me lay for hours trying to process exactly how it made me feel. it’s part of a series, but you can read it as a one-shot and that’s why i felt like i NEEDED to add it to the list: it deserves so, so much praise!
⇢ my full review (with spoilers!)
Covert Affairs
authors ⇢ @minisugakoobies
pairing ⇢ spy!jungkook x spy!reader
genre ⇢ angst; crime; rivals to lovers; smut
rating ⇢ +18 | minors do not interact
word count ⇢ 4.3k
summary ⇢ The five times you cross paths with legendary spy Jeon Jungkook.
why i loved it ⇢ this was just so perfect, the teasing and tension between the characters was amazing 🥵 if you like that sherlock x irene dynamic of rivals who are attracted to each other you HAVE to read this — but pay attention to the warnings!
⇢ my full review (with spoilers!)
all you’re giving me is friction
authors ⇢ @hot-soop
pairing ⇢ surfer!seokjin x lifeguard!reader
genre ⇢ travel!au; angst; smut; fluff; strangers to lovers to enemies to lovers.
rating ⇢ +18 | minors do not interact
word count ⇢ 28.3k
summary ⇢ You’ve graduated! Congratulations - you’ve got one thing checked off your parents ten year plan! Now all that’s left to do is start your dreary office job, drag yourself up the ladder to CEO, marry your (as yet unknown) dream guy, and carve out some time to pop out a few kids before your ovaries shrivel up… Except all of that sounds horrendous, and you’d much rather spend the next three months at Hoseok’s beach house with your closest friends - relaxing, partying, and sleeping late while you still can. And it would be your last perfect summer break, if it weren’t for the most irritating man on the planet (and his chickens) living next door.
why i loved it ⇢ seokjin has chickens and he names them after league of legends characters, and i think that’s about enough evidence as to how amazing this story is lol. for real? i was laughing, i was smiling, i was crying: it gave me EVERYTHING i could’ve asked for
⇢ my full review (with spoilers!)
mixtape
authors ⇢ @jungblue
pairing ⇢ yoongi x reader
genre ⇢ college!au; podcaster!au; humor; smut; fluff; strangers to lovers
rating ⇢ +18 | minors do not interact
word count ⇢ 15.6k
summary ⇢ Two mystery students from your college run the podcast dubbed ‘mixtape.’ It’s become a sort of phenomenon around campus, listened to by almost everyone. In their most recent episode they discussed various study methods… One of them being oh so tempting.
why i loved it ⇢ this fic is just so unbelievably charming, istg. all the dialogue is ridiculously interesting, and yoongi’s dynamic and chemistry with the reader just made feel like a teenager with her first crush. is really fucking amazing, i was completely in love with the story right off the bat.
⇢ my full review (with spoilers!)
the lingerie era
authors ⇢ @yoon-kooks
pairing ⇢ yoongi x reader
genre ⇢ neighbors!au; fluff; humor; smut; friends to lovers
rating ⇢ +18 | minors do not interact
word count ⇢ 10k
summary ⇢ Sending Min Yoongi, aka your ridiculously hot neighbor/childhood friend, a photo of yourself in lingerie might be the best or stupidest mistake you’ve ever made.
why i loved it ⇢ min yoongi teasing the hell out of reader and struggling to communicate like an adult is my favorite trope lmao. this story is so sexy and so wholesome and so fun and so— *ahem* anyway, this was 100% worth it, i loved every second 😭
⇢ my full review (with spoilers!)
liar, liar
authors ⇢ @eoieopda
pairing ⇢ hoseok x reader
genre ⇢ fuck buddies; smut; pwp
rating ⇢ +18 | minors do not interact
word count ⇢ 5k
summary ⇢ Hoseok suspects that you’re “phoning it in” while sexting and he’ll be damned if he doesn’t call your bluff.
why i loved it ⇢ dom!hoseok. that’s it. that’s the reason (ok maybe jade’s writing too because everything they touch is perfect but that’s beside the point), oh and so much teasing y’all, this is a dangerous one.
⇢ my full review (with spoilers!)
what, now?
authors ⇢ @nabiolive
pairing ⇢ jungkook x reader
genre ⇢ fluff; smut (pwp); friends to lovers.
rating ⇢ +18 | minors do not interact
word count ⇢ 13.6k
summary ⇢ For as long as you and Jungkook have been friends, your feelings for him have been unrequited. Or have they?
why i loved it ⇢ to be honest this wasn’t in the list until yesterday, but then i decided to get through some of my trl and read this and… god, it’s just way too good. jungkook with freaking dick piercings and a sweet confession that leads to the most affectioned yer rough smut out there lol, please read this 😩 harrow is such an amazing writer i can't possibly stress this enough
⇢ my full review (with spoilers!)
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Seokjin spars nightly with fellow stage security Namjoon on who could catch the most crowd surfers in a show—their little numbers game.
He also convinces himself he doesn't have a crush on Namjoon. Because one: Namjoon likes twinks. And two: Seokjin is no twink.
namjin
27.3k | club security fic
coworkers to lovers, smut, chaos! idiots!
written for BTS Rockband Fest
read it on ao3 here.
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Seokjin One Shots (XXVIII)
* s - contains smut
Riding Fakie by @ugh-yoongi wc~14.2k / skater!Seokjin, fake dating, enemies to lovers
Summary: The one where you think you’re getting a fake boyfriend and end up with so much more.
Come Sail Away by @the-boy-meets-evil s wc~7.8k / enemies to lovers
Summary: Kim Seokjin is the captain of a sailing team bound for one of the biggest regattas around. Only one problem: that team also includes Taehyung, who's incredibly accident prone. Will he let you save the day despite your history?
Swiss Miss by @here4kpopfics s wc~8.9k / ft KNJ, boyfriend!Namjoon
Summary: Your boyfriend, Namjoon, takes you on a Christmas vacation. Your present, however, is his best friend. The man you had a crush on for years before meeting Namjoon.
All You’re Giving Me is Friction by @hot-soop s wc~28.3k / surfer!Seokjin, lifeguard!reader, lovers to enemies to lovers
Summary: You’ve graduated! Congratulations - you’ve got one thing checked off your parents ten year plan! Now all that’s left to do is start your dreary office job, drag yourself up the ladder to CEO, marry your (as yet unknown) dream guy, and carve out some time to pop out a few kids before your ovaries shrivel up… Except all of that sounds horrendous, and you’d much rather spend the next three months at Hoseok’s beach house with your closest friends - relaxing, partying, and sleeping late while you still can. And it would be your last perfect summer break, if it weren’t for the most irritating man on the planet (and his chickens) living next door.
Misanthropy & Mistletoe by @shediot wc~55k / single dad!Seokjin, strangers to lovers
Summary: Known as the Scrooge of your town, you spend the majority of your life isolated from others. Yet, when the child of a brother you never knew you had winds up on your doorstep in the dead of winter with nowhere else to go, you find yourself reluctantly opening your home to her. And perhaps, with the help of the townsfolk you’ve spent your life avoiding, you can open your heart, too.
A Bonding Experience by @fortunexkookie s wc~2.6k / neighbors au, PWP
Summary: The last thing you expected to find when you investigated a muffled call for help was your polite, mild-mannered neighbor, Kim Seokjin, in such a compromising position.
Wrapped Up in You [AO3] by @goodsoop s wc~2.9k / friends to lovers, idol au
Summary: Jin shows up at the last minute, interrupting your solo masturbation session and asks for help wrapping his gifts…somehow one of you also ends up tied up.
‘Tis the Damn Season [AO3] by @goodsoop s wc~2.8k / enemies to lovers, coworkers au
Summary: When your arch nemesis at work brings you a cup of hot chocolate in peace offering. You didn’t expect it to lead to you bent over your desk with the office holiday party in full swing just floors below.
Christmas Warfare by @gimmethatagustd s wc~14.5k / exes to lovers
Summary: You will win the neighborhood’s “Best Christmas Decorations” contest and rub it in your ex-boyfriend’s face, by any means necessary. Or Jin will win your heart back, even if it means surrendering his crown as King of Christmas Decorations.
Esurient by @yminie s wc~6.1k / ft KNJ, established relationship, polyamory au, PWP
Summary: The most difficult thing about waking up between two sexy, naked men with an incessant need between your thighs is choosing which of your boyfriends you’re going to rouse from sleep to help your needs.
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omg bff ive had a list of what states bts would be from in my notes app for months now and i love sharing it with people so here u go
- jin : florida
- off putting vibes
- doesnt even bat an eye at the mention of a hurricane
- fucking LOVES zaxbys
- yoongi : new york
- born in the BRONX FYM, he has a big black puffa jacket he wears timbs he goes to the deli and pets the bodega cat he takes the subway to work, met spiderman one time
- hoseok : california/hawaii
- hes 🤙🏽 personified
- absolutely knows pidgin
- namjoon : vermont/washington
- new england vibes
- went to princeton (idk where princeton is)
- jimin : upstate new york
- like in gossip girl (i’ve never seen gossip girl)
- hes got that old money rich girl vibe
- taehyung : texas or louisiana
- a southerner that wishes he wasnt one
- its all that jazz he be listening to
- kinda serves new orleans or houston
- jungkook : one of the flop states like nebraska or iowa
- you’d befriend him on like discord or twitter and then one day u realize u dont know where hes from so u ask and he says nebraska and ur like who the fuck lives in nebraska?
also im from jacksonville and you said jin is from jacksonville so basically what ur saying is me and jin are married with three kids?
first of all lemme clear this up i would NEVER say that my man is stepping out on me much less having a whole other family so lemme POP that bubble 🫶
SECOND i’m soooo glad we can agree that jin would be from florida like the off putting vibes is taking me out LOL bc that’s exactly what i was thinking like jin 100% be from a place where you’d see a headline that someone got married to a squirrel on lamppost or something wild like that
AND hawaii was literally my second choice for hobi like it really is the 🤙 he’d def be the one to have a surfer arc like that one penguin movie with shia lebeauf!!!
and louisiana was my second pick for tae too!!! like he gives gumbo and jambalaya i think its the prince naveen pipeline that was drawing me there
also why does meeting jungkook on discord seem canon like i feel like that’s how i’d meet him today id accidentally join some server and they’d be on a voice call and he’d be ranting and raving about something and i’d recognize his voice and be like jungkook? and he’d hit the OJO do i know u????
#ask#for the life of me i cannot sleep#my brain is too active#but not in the right way#like if i tried to sit down and write nothing would happen#but the second i close my eyes im yapping
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monster fucking march masterlist
my unfinished mnster fucking march challenge!! maybe ill take the last 4 prompts some other time, but for now, herey ou cna find the other six!!
MFM 1- beasts of myth (jimin) : royal au , prince jimin , fat jimin , dragon taehyung (but like i dont know if it matters) ,size differance , spoiled jimin , oral sex, blow job , eating out , monster fucking (duh)
MFM 2 - tentacled horrors and eldritch monstrosities (taegi) : noncon , kidnapping , fat taehyung , surfer taehyung , cuthulu-esque yoongi , kraken yoongi , sea monster yoongi , ceo taehyung , wrong place at the wrong time , tentacle porn , yoongi is kinda shaped like ursula , size differance , jerking off , underwater sex , breath play
MFM 3 - amorphous abominations (namjin) : posession , poltergeist , force feeding , stuffing , rapid weight gain , feedee namjoon , feeeder seokjin , parasite seokjin , fat namjoon , breaking furniture
MFM 4 - technological terror (jihope) : monster fucking march , feederism , jihope , cyborg assistant jimin , cientist hoseok, force feeding , rapid wg , chubby hoseok , power dynamic , master x servant
MFM 5 - bulbs, spikes and bumps (namkook) : intersex jungkook , jungkook has both genitals , mentions of female genitalia , monster genitals , monster pussy , trans man namjoon , ftm namjoon , post-phalloplasty namjoon , trans dick namjoon , first times , chubby namjoon
MFM 6 - demonic beings (yoonjinseok) : demon yoongi , demon hoseok , human seokjin , hunting , public space, devotee seokjin , temptation , chubby seokjin , hoseok has a double dick
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"Les musées s'associent à des artistes musicaux pour attirer les jeunes visiteurs.
De J Balvin à RM de BTS, les musées font venir de grands noms de la scène musicale comme ambassadeurs"
"Innover est devenu une stratégie clé pour les gérants de musées qui souhaitent attirer de nouveaux publics, alors que l'âge moyen des visiteurs ne cesse d'augmenter. Pour séduire les jeunes fans de culture, ils font venir de grands noms de la scène musicale comme ambassadeurs.
Surfer sur le "namjooning":
Le Los Angeles County Museum of Art (LACMA), a demandé à RM, l'un des membres de BTS, de participer à l'audioguide de son exposition sur l'art sud-coréen "The Space Between: The Modern in Korean Art".
Il présente une dizaine d'œuvres qu'il a sélectionnées parmi les 130 exposées, en anglais et en coréen (sa langue maternelle). Le choix de RM de promouvoir la nouvelle exposition LACMA est particulièrement pertinent compte tenu de sa grande popularité sur Internet.
En septembre, il avait présenté "The Space Between: The Modern in Korean Art" sur Instagram, une publication qui a recueilli plus de 6,4 millions de like.
Depuis plusieurs années, RM se fait un nom en tant que collectionneur et mécène de la culture. Une passion pour les arts qu'il partage avec ses millions de fans sur les réseaux sociaux.
L'attrait du musicien pour la culture incite ses jeunes fans à s'aventurer dans des établissements où ils ne sont peut-être jamais entrés, les supposant désuets et/ou étouffants. Autrefois considérés comme démodés ou réservés à une élite, les musées deviennent "cool".
Ce phénomène a même un nom: "namjooning" qui fait référence à ces inspirations qui poussent certains fans et adeptes des réseaux sociaux de RM, de son vrai nom Kim Namjoon, à participer aux loisirs de leur idole, notamment les expositions d'art.
Le terme est devenu si populaire que le musée des arts et des sciences de l'université de Santo Tomas aux Philippines le mentionne dans le nom de sa nouvelle exposition interactive, "UST Goes Namjooning: Capturing Moments on Campus".
Source: https://www.forbesindia.com/article/lifes/museums-are-teaming-up-with-musical-artists-to-attract-younger-visitors/81317/1
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⏤𝐰𝐢𝐩 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞
Tagged by @apotatomashedbybts and @oddinary4bts
𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 : post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous they are. let people send you an ask with any titles most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have wips. (you can make your own post or reblog this one!)
♡⃛♡⃛♡⃛ Jimin x Jungkook : Jikook Pistilverse drabble -> posting soon!
♡⃛♡⃛♡⃛ Namjoon x named fem reader : Slice of Life au, established relationship with so many hurdles, can they make it?
♡⃛♡⃛♡⃛ Yoongi x fem reader : Words can cut like paper on a fingertip.
♡⃛♡⃛♡⃛ Jin x fem reader : Foodtruck! au, Hawai'i, Surfers and Foodies
♡⃛♡⃛♡⃛ Namjoon x fem reader x Tae(?) : Pool Party / love triangle
Tagging: @hisunshiine @7deadlysinsfics @downbad4yoongi @roxyjean82 @colormepurplex2 @heathfritillary-blog (sorry if you’ve been tagged already!)
And anyone that wants to participate!
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Blue and white ; beach/surfer aesthetic; jeon jungkook
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#bts#bangtan#park jimin#bts moodboard#jeon jungkook#bts x reader#jung hoseok#min yoongi#kim seokjin#kim namjoon#kim taehyung#surfer#beaches#beach aesthetic#surfer aesthetic#blue and white#moodboards#bts aesthetic#bangtan boys#bts ot7
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Waves
Genre: surfer au, fluff
Words: 1508
Paring: Surfer Namjoon x reader
Warning!:Blood, drinking
a/n: :)
gif is not mine
The sun shone brightly over your head, assaulting you with its hotness. Sweat rolled over your body as people laughed around you. Summer had really taken over your city and the beach had never been more crowded than now. You were relaxing under some shade, your friends playing in the water. In some ways did you love the summer, like the longer days and all the colors, but when the weather got like this, you just hated it.
“Y/n! Come play!” Seeji called from the sea, waving to get your attention from your book. She couldn't see your eyes behind the sunglasses you wore but your head moved to look at her, only to be distracted by someone else.
A wave reached for the sky, your body shuddered at the height of it. However, it seemed like the guy riding it wasn't scared at all. He was far out on the sea but you could still see him moving over the water. You sat up, mouth falling open at how cool he looked. He took the wave like nothing, coming from it unharmed. His friends cheered, each and everyone of them sitting on their own board. You could hear them laugh, some praising the one who had surfed the wave. Seejin had stared at them as well, surprised at how good the was. The group of people paddled towards the beach, moving closer so you could see the surfer up close. He had blonde hair, damp from water, and he wore a white shirt which were slightly see through. You tried to not stare too much at his thighs. His skin was golden and you gulped as he got out of the water. He looked like a god, smile dazzling. But the image was broken as he took a fall, surfboard landing on top of him. His friends laughed and you found yourself grinning at him, not noticing Seeji standing by your side.
“He’s cute..You should talk to him.” she smirked and you blushed, shaking your head no before turning to your book again. The surfer guy didn't leave your thoughts for the whole day and you missed him even when you had no clue who he was.
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A fire burnt for no reason at all, the night not cold enough for it to give more warmth. Alcohol was passed around, people laughing and screaming in joy. Seeji was somewhere, probably challenging someone to jump into the water. You sighed, drinking soda instead of the slowly disappearing vodka. Seohyun sat besides you, her hair up in a bun and voice loud as she spoke to the others by your little fire. A guy you were pretty sure was named Taehyung argued with her, arms moving around the air, eyes wide.
“Ochako Uraraka is so much better than Kacchan!” Seohyuns nostrils flared, her hands waving in the air as Taehyung clicked his tongue, clearly disagreeing.
“Absolutely not! He’s so much better than her! Right Namjoon!” you heard heavy steps come your way and your eyes left the dancing flames to climb up a tall muscular white shirt clade guy..none other than the surfer.
Your eyes widened, heat creeping up over your cheeks as this Namjoon smiled with dimples. His hair looked soft, a shrug answering his friend. He sat down by Taehyung, long legs folding. He was drunk, you could see it on his eyes, but he was calmer than the tow arguing over anime. You felt small, wanted to go home or find Seeji, however, you couldn't even move as Seohyun threw her arm around you.
“Well Y/n agrees with me!” Namjoon glanced at you, smiling.
You wouldn't forget this night for a long time, the surfer standing up to sit by your side, forcing Taehyung to sit by his, in the moment, worst enemy.
“Well you two can battle it out..”he grinned, getting a really offended look from his friend.”I’d rather discuss Sherlock.”
You gaped at him, the title of the book you had been reading the day before leaving his lips. Stars shone over your head and Namjoon save them in your eyes too but he wouldn't admit it in a long time.
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“I thought you didn't like the beach?” Seeji smirked from under the parasol, her eyes sparkling with mischeave as you watched the surfers move over the waves, searching for blonde hair.
“I don't dislike it nor do I like it, I’m simply indifferent to it”a blush grew over your cheeks, hidden due to the warmth.
“Well your not so indifferent to the blonde giant..”Seeji huffed out, leaving you with your mouth opened as she ran towards the water.
Now began her mission as a wingman to get you together with the clumsy dude she had seen drink sea water the day before.
“Jungkook!”she had walked out to the youngest of the friend group, her hips covered by water.”I need a favor!”
“Sure”a smirk spear over her face. She was ready to do anything to get you and Namjoon together.
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“No.”
“I wasn't even finished!”Seeji whined over the phone, your head spinning slightly due to just having woken up. Your book laid by your side, irking you to grab it.
“It doesn't matter...you’ll ask something dumb..Like if I can help you steal a car.”
“That was one time!”she huffed out loudly, voice slightly slurred due to alcohol.”And I apologised!”
“Okay, what do you want then?”
“I have some friends who are having a party right now..”
“No”
“Y/n!” she whined once again. “They are nice! I promise!”
You sighed, getting deja vu like you once had this conversation before. The day slowly slipped to evening outside your window, cooling down enough to not die sweating. Maybe you should listen to Seeji but then again, she always had something up her sleeve.
Sipping on melon water, your eyes scanned the house. Some picture frames hung around the house, shoving different stages of life, colors in brown. The music was loud, echoing in your head. Seeji was telling stories by the couch and you hoped to god that she wasn't talking about you.
“Namjoon hyung! Don't!”a shirk left Jungkook, his bangs hanging in his eyes. The boy had tried to stop his older friend from pushing the bottle over. A series of curse words left Namjoon at the loud clank of shattering glass.
You gasped as he bent down to pick them up, muscles moving under his shirt. In a split if a fraction was Namjoon hissing in pain. Jungkook grabbed his hand, which was bleeding from multiple cuts.
“Hyung!”Jungkook whined out, head whipping around to find something which could stop the blood.
The two guys disappeared to Jungkook’s room, followed by annoyed sound from the younger. He was whining about how the older was so clumsy and how all his emergency stuff went to fixing him up.
“You should go help them..” Seeji spoke close to your ear, cutting you off before you could say no.”...Jungkook is bad with blood”
So you climbed the stairs with a racing heart. The door in the back was slightly ajar and you could see the two boys sitting inside. The younger was squirming slightly, trying his best to help Namjoon while still not looking at the wounds. You smiled, pushing the door open completely, a wind of brown hair and arms throwing themself around you. Jungkook was complaining and simultaneously thanking you for saving him, they boy being out the door in a second. You felt heat invade your cheeks as you glanced at Namjoon shyly. He smiled, hands laying on his strong thighs.
“Sorry for him...”
“No, it’s okay..I-I’ll help you”sitting down, your hands took over the cleaning. He was warm and soft, even if some lines was rugged in his hands.
“Sorry for me as well..I’m a bit clumsy..”the sheepish look on his face made him even more cute but you could see embarrassment swim behind Namjoons orbs, maybe even humiliation. You didn't like it and the images of him riding the wave played in your mind.
“It’s okay..I saw you surfing the other day..I-I thought you were really cool.”your whole face was red, eyes refusing to even glance up at the boy, resulting in you missing the beaming smile on his face. Namjoon blushed like you but he felt light, he felt right. It was cheesy but he really liked having impressed you.
“I’ll teach you someday..If you want..”finally, you lifted your eyes to watch the joy on his face, making your own lips turn into a smile, fingers gracing over his as you patched him up.
“I’d love that..”
Outside the door was Jungkook and Seeji standing. A big smirk was pulling at the girls lips as she watched you and Namjoon smile at each other.
“Mission complete!”she high fived Jungkook, already think about everything she could tease you with.
#namjoon x reader#bts namjoon#BTS au#namjoon au#surfer au#bts rm#fluff#bts fluff#kpop#fanfic#kpop senarios#BTS jimin#BTS jin#bts yoongi#bts hosoek#bts taehyung#BTS jungkook#clumsy
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jjk || Rolling Wave
pairing: surfer!jungkook x richgirl!reader
summary: In order to win an Australian surfing competition, Jungkook dates the daughter of the man who holds it every year. He'll quickly learn that he isn't the first to do so. (Loosely based off of Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice).
genre: angst, smut, fluff !! good ending.
warnings: fake dating angst, smut*, oral (m&f receiving), alcohol consumption, use of the word wh*re, making out, brief breastplay, jungkook is a user and so is y/n, macrophilia, vivid description of drowning, description of being stabbed/blood warning
rating: M (18+)
word count: 9.3K
a/n: this is my baby. please be gentle with her. i wrote her with a lot of care and poured my heart into her. i love her. i hope you love her too.
"It's not a sport, it's a lifestyle."
"Surfing."
...
"Kids out here, ride from Arizona just to ride our waves. These are California waves."
"These are Cali waves."
Jungkook emerges from beneath the waves, his hair whipping back, spraying salt water. He wipes his hands over his eyes and nose, taking a deep breath in and looking back towards shore."I wiped out," he huffs, getting ready to paddle back to shore. Looking up at the clouds, he has about twenty minutes before that storm moves in. Today would be his last day taking advantage of that nice spring tide.
With his legs on either side of his board, he lets the current carry him out. He waves to his friends out on shore, poking at a bonfire with their boards buried in the sand.
"That's it boys," he yells, cupping his hands around his mouth. "Let's go home."
With a towel hanging from his shoulders, Jungkook rubs his hand over his abdominals. His wrists are covered in cloth bracelets, some of them promises he's made to people he'll never see again. He grabs a chip from the snack table and pops it in his mouth.
"We're crashing at Hoseok's today, we gotta do some grocery shopping before we head to the next beach," Namjoon says, packing up the leftover beer into the cooler. "Headed North about thirty minutes from here."
Jungkook shifts his weight, listening attentively as he catches his breath. "Can we hit Pleasure Point?" He adds.
Namjoon raises an eyebrow, glancing over at Yoongi for confirmation. Yoongi shakes his hand 'maybe.' Joon nods side to side.
"I just came back from Brazil. Unless you're willing to take that 15 hour flight from LAX to Sydney with me, I suggest we relax a little," he laughs.
The fire flickers wildly, creating shadows on Yoongi's face. He smirks. "No way."
The moon peeks from the clouds, creating a reflection out on the ocean.
Namjoon looks past Jungkook's shoulder, catching sight of the boats passing by on the horizon with their lanterns. "Look," he points.
Jungkook looks past his shoulder, turning his body. "Weird, we never get boats."
"Do you think it's a...g-g-g-ghost, Jungkook?!" Yoongi cackles, poking him.
He rolls his eyes, snatching Yoongi's fingers. "No. Stop, jackass." Namjoon pinches his glabella, frustrated with these two idiots.
"C'mon guys, help me pack up. It's almost eight and I told Hoseok we'd be there by eight-thirty." He stands up and starts to fold his chair to put in the back of the Jeep.
The other boys join in. Jungkook hauls the cooler and tents, Namjoon carries the surfboards to strap them up top, and Yoongi gathers the miscellaneous shit.
The wind flows through his hair as he grips the frame of the car while Namjoon drives. They ride on the winding roads that run along the edges of the cliffs near the ocean. Yoongi lays across the back seat, texting some chick he met Saturday at Kim Taehyung's birthday party.
Jungkook reaches back, and snatches the phone from him with a smirk. He reads what's written on the glowing screen. "You're cute too," he reads in a mocking voice, "I can't wait to see you again tomorrow. The party is at seven, right? And how am I supposed to get in again…"
Yoongi sits up and violently grabs his blackberry back. "Fucker," he grunts. Jungkook is amused.
"It's puppy love," he goads."Relax, you met like yesterday. We don't know her yet, why are you inviting her to Hoseok's?"
"She's hot," he defends.
"Does she have a nice personality?" Jungkook asks, half-jokingly.
"Yes!" Yoongi chimes.
Jungkook isn't a huge party person. He goes to make connections. Those are valuable. Guys who come to Cali to experience the Golden Coast take a pit stop in Santa Barbara to do their business or whatever. Their sons come with, along with their wallets and influence.
"Whatever," Jungkook looks out across the coast with his aviators perched upon his nose. The crash of the waves against the jagged rocks, foaming and fizzing, dragged back out by the tide could be heard over the radio.
The loose linen of Jungkook's shirt thrashes against his body. They're two miles from their destination.
There must be ten buggies parked outside Hoseok's. Namjoon lets out a sigh that sounds almost disappointed. He taps his fingers against the steering wheel before hopping out and shoving his lanyard in his pocket.
Jungkook plants his feet on the asphalt and follows them inside.
"Boys, boys, boys…" Jung Hoseok has two blondes on his arm standing at the doorway, wearing an unbuttoned polo shirt with his beach shorts and sandals. He lets go of them, reaching out his hand to shake with Namjoon.
Jungkook purses his lips to keep from laughing. He hasn't changed a bit.
The first time Jungkook had met this high roller was at a frat party at UCSB. He was sitting at the center of attention in the living room, retelling his famous Adam Sandler story for the nth time. His wild gestures and projecting voice gained him a reputation on campus beyond that of his father's name. He knows how to keep the attention of a crowd, and this was what made him useful to Jungkook.
"Thought you could slip right under our noses, stop by Santa Barbara and not visit, yo--" He pointed at all three of them, severity in his tone, "Don't you come by here without talking to me, got it? We gotta keep in touch, it's what we do."
Namjoon nods, holding his hands out in front of him in a relaxed position.
Yoongi's already made himself at home, kicking his feet over the couch, laying upside down. He's texting that girl again.
Hoseok's eyes fall upon Jungkook, his hands in his pocket as if to appear non-threatening. "Hey, champ," he hugs him briefly, patting his back casually. "Good to have you, Great to have you," he corrects himself.
"Great to see you, Hobi, great to be here," Jungkook confirms. Hoseok's eyes check him up and down, impressed with his composition.
"Right," Hoseok rubs his hands together, clapping them once. "Would you all follow me into the kitchen? We have a lot to discuss and I'd like for it all to be done before," he whips out his watch, giving it a once-over, "Seven."
Namjoon nods in his direction, indicating for Jungkook and Yoongi to follow him down the expansive hallway. Paintings of the shore decorate the walls.
Rarely, Jungkook passes by a portrait of Hoseok in his younger years, wearing a proud grin in his suit and tie. He must have been sixteen or seventeen. His head is tilted upwards, as if he's looking far off into the distance with pride. A few paces ahead, a family portrait is fixed on display on the adjacent wall.
The picture is adorned with grand and intricate etchings on the frame, emanating an intimidating feeling of luxury. Jungkook pauses before it, examining it.
Hoseok pokes his head out from the kitchen, a smug look on his face. "Nice, right? That one's old. We're taking a new one next week in Gwangju."
Jungkook frees his eyes from the portrait and walks forward. "Cool," he says, banaly.
The Jung kitchen has character. It's old Italian-style, with cherry wood floors, complimentary cabinets, and charming granite countertops. The sink is located on the island, parallel to the stove which is fully electronic. The kitchen is open to a cozy livingroom area with a full view of the cliffed coast, the ocean churning beneath. The warm light of the iron chandelier is the only light.
Hoseok's hands spread like wings across the countertop, his eyes flickering up to meet the solemn stares of the men before him. Jungkook pouts, his mouth agape as he listens closely to the words about to be uttered. Namjoon tucks his hands under his arms, taking a defensive stance. Yoongi holds a receptive posture, holding his wrist in his fist.
"Let me make one thing clear," he dictates, "That is, we are not to mob him. We are to coerce him. Mind you, this man has a monopoly over Rip Curl and Gold Coast. This is the only chance Jungkook has to convince him to tip the balance in his favor. If you blow this, we're done. Don't you dare show your face in this house again," his eyes sat on Jungkook. "Don't you dare."
Jungkook makes a highfalutin face, then shakes his head.
"Right," Namjoon chimes in. "Now tell us how you're going to make it work," he deflects.
"I was getting to that," Hoseok hugs his triceps.
"Then say it," Yoongi says, bluntly.
"I was going to, you little sh--" He sucks in a breath, clenching his fist. "Okay. He has a daughter, she's not bad looking, Jungkook just needs to ask her out and boom. Babygirl's boyfriend always wins."
Jungkook rolls his eyes, unfolding before the table. "Fuck, Hoseok. You couldn't have said that in the group chat?"
"No! Group meetings are chill," he whines. "Besides, I needed you guys here early so you could help set up for the party." Come to think of it, the place is kinda trashed.
"Why didn't you get your girlfriends over there to do it?" Yoongi gestures over to the pair laying across the couch in a lounging position, watching television.
"Carly's favorite show is on, and Melanie just got her manipedi," he says, obviously, "Mind you, I'm not ruining her manicure by forcing her to make charcuterie boards. Do you know how hard it is to cut fruit and handle deli meats with long nails?" He pauses, as if expecting them to answer.
"No," Jungkook resounds.
Namjoon stifles a laugh, amused by their interaction. "Look, whatever. Let's help set up the party."
Jungkook's hands slice the food with precision, minding the blade as he prepares a presentable dish for tonight's dinner party. Namjoon is on dusting duty, making sure all surfaces are clear of any dust or grime. He works around Jungkook, swerving his paper towel past his station.
He throws the rag in the laundry bin, having done his part. "You're a good kid," he pats Jungkook's back before checking up on Hoseok in the dining room.
"Doubt it," Jungkook breathes, putting down his knife. He scoops the mixed bell peppers in his tattooed hands, transferring them into a bowl for the stir fry. He covers them as he checks the fridge for any decent cuts of meat.
Come to think of it, Jungkook is, indeed, not a good kid. At all. He's a total dick, and he knows that. He knew it when he dumped Abigail Williams in the ninth grade because she got braces. He knew it when he cheated off of Fredrick Dunbar on the final exam, the only reason he got to be on the soccer team next semester-- hell, he even spiked the votes for homecoming king in his senior year just so that he would go home with Jessica Roberts that night, wine, dine, and sixty-nine her.
But for some odd reason-- for some off-putting and perhaps even cynical reason-- Namjoon was convinced that Jungkook would do right by him.
The only reason that Jungkook hadn't fucked up being a professional surfer is because of that miraculous faith that his manager and best friend had in him.
For the first time in his life, he was doing something by the book, and it instilled a sense of pride in him. He would have to throw that all away if he was going to pretend to be interested in you tonight.
Jungkook adjusts his tie at the dinner table, sitting across from you and your father. He eyes you, hinting at his attraction. No doubt, you are a very pretty girl. It would be a breeze to declare that you had stolen his heart the very first night he saw you. It would be a romantic and convincing story to your father, who is currently cutting his steak, conversing with Hoseok, the man of the hour. All he has to do is sit there and look pretty, charm you.
You have your legs crossed politely as you eat dinner, eavesdropping on the conversations happening at the table. You aren't the talkative type, you'd much rather keep your ears open. Perhaps the men will let something slip, something useful. You're cunning, and Jungkook will soon realize this about you. For now, you're just a pretty face, something to conquer.
Namjoon wipes his face with a napkin, putting a champagne glass to his lips as he continues his discussion of geopolitics, slowly transitioning to the topic of the competitions your father is hosting very soon. "You're hosting the Rip Curl soon, isn't that right?" He asks, although he knows the answer. "Jungkook here is looking to compete," he mentions casually, patting the boys back.
Jungkook nods with a courteous smile, peeling his eyes off of you for a moment. "Yes sir, I am. And might I say, I'm quite taken by your daughter."
You nearly gag on your champagne. You haven't even talked to the guy, and now he's making moves on you through your own father? You can't tell if that makes him a total hunk or just a pretentious fuck. Dad sends a smile your way. That's your cue to say something.
"Thank you," you reply, vivaciously. His eyes soften, as if he takes it to heart. You aren't quite sure what his goal is. It doesn't scare you so much as it intrigues you.
Later that night, the men are playing pool in a separate room while you're left to your own devices.
In the darker parts of your reflection, the ocean and the glittered sky is visible. You're hypnotized by it. You approach closer, feeling called to the waves like a sailor to a siren, finding a strange serenity in the hushing of the water. Placing your hand against the cool glass, you shiver.
"Hey--"
"Ah!" You jump.
Jungkook erupts in laughter. "Your face!"
You don't find it nearly as funny as he's making it out to be. "That's unfair. You snuck up on me. What do you even want?"
"I came to properly introduce myself, and I came to apologize. I didn't mean to hit on you in front of your Dad. That must have felt awkward," he approaches you with his hands behind his back. At least he's self-aware, that's good.
"That's okay," you say. His eyes settle on a necklace that hangs delicately around your neck on a silver chain.
"Is that a locket? Can I see it?" He releases his hands, lowering his tone. He's handsome from this angle, tall, well-built, with pretty skin and almond eyes.
Your hands reach to the back of your neck as you unclasp the locket, handing it in his wide, open palm. He struggles with the clasp before opening it, relieved to see it is not a picture of your boyfriend, but of your mother.
"She looks so much like you," he says. "That's so sweet of you, to keep her close to your heart like that?" The clacking of the billiard balls followed by a mix of groans and cheers are heard in the background.
"Shouldn't you be playing with my Dad?" You take the necklace back from his hands, hastily clipping it back around your neck.
"I would much rather play with you, doll," he hums.
"Nice," you say, sarcastically. You want to deny him badly, but there's something undeniably attractive about the way he handles himself. You wonder how he'd say your name. You must introduce yourself now.
"My name is Y/N," you interrupt your shared silence.
"Y/N." It melts on his tongue. "A pleasure to meet you. I'm Jungkook," he takes your hand and kisses it. It's obvious that Jungkook does not come from a background of wealth, so it feels almost sarcastic to witness him acting so gentlemanlike.
"Pleasure is all mine, I am sure," you assure. Before you could notice, you're significantly closer to him than where you had initially started. In that brief moment, a thought arises in Jungkook's mind, but is interrupted.
"We should keep in touch, right? You're going to fly out to Sydney soon? You'll need someone to show you around the city," you ramble.
"Yes, I want that," he hums, reaching into his pocket for his phone. He hands it to you. It's touchscreen, so you simply write down your contact on his notes app.
"Cool," he breathes, putting it away.
The guys have wrapped up their last game, and you have a flight to catch tomorrow morning. You know your dad's going to have a hangover, and that's going to be a pain in the ass to deal with.
"I'm so sorry," you shake your head. "I need to go, we shouldn't have stayed this long." It's impossible to walk in these heels, you don't know why you wore them.
"Having a Cinderella moment, I see. Okay." Jungkook remarks while you're looking through your bag for your phone to call the chauffeur. Putting the phone to your ear, you nod goodbye to Jungkook and escort your father out of the house, silently thanking Hoseok for the dinner.
Jungkook puts his hands in his pockets, his jaw stretching into a yawn. Sweet, he's got your number. That was the hard part. Now all he has to do is message you tonight and he's got the competition in the bag. He celebrates by pouring the last of the Don Pérignon into a flute and drinking it, bottoms-up.
He makes a sour face, holding the glass far from his face and shrugs. Rich people have weird tastes.
Late in the night, Jungkook turns over in his bed, awake. He lays in the center of the bed, a comforter pulled over his naked body while rolls of thunder crash. The wind whips the rain against the window. Echoes of memories not quite within reach for Jungkook flash like lightning in his consciousness. He rubs his eyes and sits up, groaning. There's a pounding in his head he cannot seem to get rid of.
He's coated in his own sweat, facing a painting that covers the wall opposite to him. The art is abstract, and barely any light reaches it. He tries to make something of it, but to no avail. It just looks like meaningless blobs.
"The ocean is a meaningless blob," he rasps. It's quite an intelligent statement. He's right. What is the meaning of standing on what's basically a long piece of wood and propelling yourself back towards shore, from whence you came from? It's a learned skill. It's about performance and agility. Jungkook is an athlete, just as the person who painted this painting is an artist.
Part of being a competitive surfer is getting up at 4 AM to catch a 8 AM flight to Sydney with a layover in Honolulu
Before the sun rises, Jungkook rises.
That being said, it takes every fiber of his strength to not collapse on the guest bed and sleep through the morning. The thought of sinking his teeth into Namjoon's famous breakfast sandwich is his sole motivation to leave the bed.
Yoongi emerges from his room. He totally dipped during the dinner party to hang out with that girl he likes.
He looks tired as hell. He's hanging over the countertop, brewing his coffee with a remorseful look on his face.
"You're a happy camper," Namjoons comments, throwing a pad of butter on the pan, hearing it sizzle.
"Don't wanna talk about it," he mutters at Jungkook, who's passing by to grab a pain au chocolat.
"I didn't ask," he snarkily replies. They need to keep quiet because Hoseok is still sleeping upstairs. All the bags are in the front, and everything they need is with Namjoon. Jungkook takes a bite of his pastry.
When it's time to leave, the kitchen is clean, and the sky is just beginning to change color. It's six in the morning at LAX.
Checking in, getting through security, and finding the correct terminal were all tedious. All of the documents were in place, and everything went relatively smoothly, but Jungkook anticipated getting on the plane and taking a nap for the entire flight.
There would be no internet on their flight, and Jungkook didn't feel like watching the shitty in-flight movies, so he decided to take a walk around one of those airport bookstores that sold magazines and pillowcases and such.
He immediately grabbed a pack of gum, knowing from years of commercial flights that chewing gum helps with depressurizing his ears after take-off. His favorite flavor is spearmint, although peppermint is okay, too.
He scans the shelves for anything that resembles a drama. No one knows that about him, that he's a sucker for a good historical drama. There was something about the language that enticed him. Everything was much more romantic back then.
So, you might be wondering, at this point in the story, why Jungkook is so stubborn about love if he's such a hopeless romantic. The answer to that is that he recognizes that love is simply that, a fantasy. He could date to marry, spend years struggling with the marriage only for it to end up as a messy divorce over some adult bullshit like fiances.
He just doesn't see the point of a real relationship. The fake one he's brewing up with you, though, that's business. It's just politics. He can work with that.
Namjoon, however, has an opposite philosophy when it comes to love. He has dated two people since Jungkook first met him, and both of them were long-term relationships that ended on good terms. But that's because Namjoon is just the perfect guy, isn't he? Jungkook thinks it makes Namjoon weak, but in reality, it's because he's afraid of that kind of vulnerability and therefore struggles with intimacy.
Jungkook realizes he's been staring at the cover of Cosmopolitan far too long for it to be normal. He clears his throat, grabs the book he wants along with the pack of gum, and pays at the counter. The flight is boarding soon, and he can already hear Joon shouting for him.
Good morning, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome aboard. This is your Captain speaking. On behalf of JetBlue, it is my pleasure to welcome you aboard flight 561 with service to Honolulu and continuing service to Sydney. Our local time is 8:29 AM, 6:29 AM Honolulu time. We should arrive in just under six hours, that is 11:29 AM in Honolulu. We are not expecting turbulence this morning, so it will be a smooth ride there. Once again, welcome aboard, and enjoy your flight.
"Here," Namjoon hands Jungkook a blanket he packed. "I got one for Yoongi too," he grins. He has a whole bag of snacks, water, a first aid kid, and the Ziploc bag with all of their documents labeled with their contact information at his feet for easy access. Jungkook isn't surprised in the least. Namjoon typically overthinks this sort of thing, and when he overthinks, he obsessively plans.
Jungkook just smiles and takes the blanket. He knows how much it means to him.
The long, winding roads of Sydney have always reminded you of Italy. The influence takes one by surprise; who would have thought that a country on the opposite side of the world would have so much influence on the architecture, but the rugged stone walls and hanging lights that weave through the narrow walkways mirror those found in a city like Rome or Florence.
You're lucky enough to own a property on the water. It was modest, at just under three thousand feet. You never spent too much time indoors, anyways. There's always something to do out there.
The Westfield shopping centre is the place to be. It features your favorite luxury stores, in the hands of the people who have known you by name for years. You've never had an unsatisfactory experience. The exuberance of the environment exhilarates you, it is so good to be back in Australia.
But you didn't come visit just to shop. That would be a shame. You had people to meet, places to be, Aussie men to flirt with. You place a phone call to your chauffeur. You'll be going out tonight.
You've gone to your fair share of clubs in your youth, but tonight didn't feel like one of those nights. A visit to one of your favorite social spots, that doubles as one of the most famous cocktail bars in Sydney, will do the trick.
There's a special someone who's on your mind, though, and you almost squeal upon hearing the news that he's landed safely in your city. Mr.Jeon Jungkook, your latest boy crush and the guy you've been talking to for the past few days, will be meeting you there.
He's wearing sunglasses indoors like he's famous.
"I don't know who you think you are," you smile. He looks like he's an undercover celebrity or something. You approach him, leaning over on the bar counter. He's holding a thick glass of craft beer, flashing a smile.
"Nice to see you too, doll," he leers. He puts down his glass and hugs you, the coldness of his leather jacket against your skin. He's wearing cologne, a deep and mysterious sandalwood scent with a vanilla undertone. You squeeze him one last time.
"So you're competing this weekend? Rip Curl is a big deal," you hum, keeping your hands on his chest with a smile.
"I am, I landed this morning. I still can't believe they canceled my flight. The only one available was one three days later, so I was stuck in one of the best surf spots in the world for three days…" Jungkook hisses sarcastically. "Total bummer."
"Well you're just in time," you assure. With a quick gesture to the bartender, you order your regular with a side of wings. "The night is young. This is just our rendezvous point."
Jungkook raises his glass to that.
Back at the hotel, Namjoon is looking over the registration for the competition. This schedule has to be on point. He leans back on his chair in front of his laptop, scanning that everything's there before shutting it down and pushing his chair out from under the desk.
Yoongi emerges from the bathroom with a towel resting comfortably over his adonis belt. His short black hair covers half of his face, his lips in a small pout. He walks to his bed, opening his small suitcase.
"He's out with y/n." Namjoon checks his phone for the time. "I'm pretty sure he's getting laid," he laughs.
"Even love is politics to him, I kinda feel bad for her." He grabs his deodorant out of a small toiletry bag.
"I have this feeling about her, I don't know," he sighs.
Yoongi shoots him a disapproving look."What do you mean?"
"I think he might fall for her. She's beautiful...the exact opposite of him, but beautiful," Namjoon says, reaching for his hoodie on the bed. "It's not long before he realizes his tough guy act is bullshit."
"Jungkook would sell his left nut before he admits he has feelings for someone," Yoongi scoffs. Namjoon shrugs.
"Only time will tell."
The movie starts at eight o'clock. You and Jungkook are only a little buzzed outside of the theater. He smells faintly like beer, but you're too in love to care. He has you in his arms, rocking you softly and laughing at an old funny story.
It's cold, and you use that as an excuse to wrap your arms around Jungkook's waist, under his jacket. His chest rises and falls softly, the timbre of his voice buzzing against your face. He gathers the wisps of your hair and tucks them behind your ear. If Dad saw you like this he'd have a heart attack.
He's perfect. Throughout this whole day, he's been nothing but an angel towards you. After you met up at the bar, you went for some late night frozen yogurt before spending the entire drive making out in the backseat of the car. Your lips taste like strawberries, and it drives him wild.
"C'mon doll, we gotta get inside," he hums.
"Do we have to?" you sigh, prompting Jungkook to check his wristwatch for the time. The time reads seven forty-five.
"Yesss~" he insists, unlatching you from his waist and firmly weaving his fingers into yours. He rubs the back of your hand as you walk into the theatre, the scent of popcorn and the cold air hitting you both. The film begins shortly.
Throughout the film, Jungkook's arm is around you, and he seems to pull you closer with every passing minute. His lips chastely kiss the top of your head, relaxed by your scent. For a moment, he slips out of his cover, just to watch your eyes.
You're so perfect, it feels like a dream. You're kind to him, and you talk to him like you're genuinely interested in what he has to say, even if it's dumb.
Walking home, he explains his wildest stories about highschool parties, following them up with nostalgic conversations about his favorite TV shows, citing the significance that Power Rangers had on him and his dreams as a kid.
As you walk beside him, you watch the way his eyes light up looking back at you, a stifled smile peeking through his lips. For a moment, you're his.
The brilliant moon dazzles, the playful reflection of it glittering in the peaking water in the distance. The lights of the city, warm as a fire, are a gentle glow and a heartwarming welcome to the boats docking at the port.
Your house in Sydney isn't as lived-in as you'd like it to be. The walls aren't bare, the cabinets aren't bare, but the cleanliness of the place is off-putting. It is a summer home that you bought to retreat with your boyfriends and have parties when you were younger with friends you had met at your Dad's contests.
There were so many men you had met just like Jungkook. They're handsome, young, and want to win your Daddy's surfing competition, and you want someone to keep your bed warm for the night and your heart full, no matter the means. It occurred to you that your value, according to the men who dated you, waxed and waned like phases of the moon depending whether or not your Daddy's going to host a competition.
That was fine. It was your fantasy. Going out all day with Jungkook, pretending like he gave a shit about your feelings. He had to fake it to make it, right? You couldn't blame him if you tried. You knew.
Still, you take him upstairs and tell him to undress. Still, you tell him you want it badly. Still, you drop on your knees and pull his cock out to kiss the tip like he's yours.
Your tongue coats the entire slit, sweeping below to suck and kiss at the underside with his hands grabbing at the bed sheets. He gasps and whines, his eyes fluttering with pleasure as you adorn his cock with your pretty mouth. You take it in your throat, hollowing your cheeks and bobbing softly, his thighs flexing as the tip of his pretty dick brushes the back of your throat. Jungkook strokes your cheek with his thumb, warning you that he'll cum if you don't let off.
He pants wildly, his hand carding through his long, black hair. There's the look you're looking for. He's desperate. God, you love it when the desperation fills their eyes. They always fuck you harder when they're desperate.
He uses you as a pawn. Jungkook is a politician. He uses sex like a tool in order to get what he wants. You're a whore and love being one, love being used by the men who win the competition because you love being their trophy. You encourage him to use you like that.
Fuck you like that.
Feel you like that.
Take you by your pretty pearls and fuck yourr pussy raw until it drips with the victor's cum.
He manipulates you to where his head is buried between your legs, kissing, sucking, licking and thrusting at you with his tongue while his hands are settled on either one of your thighs, firmly keeping your hips connected to his hot mouth. He explores your texture and taste, amazed at just how much arousal replenishes itself when he teases your clit enough. His chin coated with your arousal, he shifts up to kiss you with vigor, hissing as his cock slaps against your abdomen. It's heavier than you're used to, girthier than you're used to. That thrills you.
You spend a moment fishing for a condom in your nightstand before ripping the foil package and hastily rolling the lubricated latex down his entire length, keeping his eyes on you.
You readjust yourself, your thighs draping over his thighs casually as his lips clash with yours, hungrily groaning while his hands press his tip into your tight cunt. He groans instantly, cursing under his breath.
He leans back with a wry smile painted on his face. "Fuck, you're tight. My tongue didn't stretch you enough, did it, doll?" You play with the hair on his nape, shaking your head, amused.
"Mmmh…" you hum. He cautiously presses in, his fingers making light work of your sensitive cunt, tracing small and tight circles on your clit as he fills you out.
You tense, your mouth gaping open in surprise as a wave of arousal. Slightly concerned, Jungkook hovers over your face, examining it before feeling you clench hard around him and coat him with it. "Hhoooly fuck,"
You caress his jaw, enticing him closer to kiss your lips deeply as he penetrates you. You retreat softly, opting to kiss his mandible, instead.
His body pulls and pushes you like waves crashing on sand, his body tensing and releasing as he engages each muscle to please you. Just as the tide rolls in, he comes in to reap your abundant pleasure from your body until the sun surges beyond the blue horizon, rippling water refracting its rays in an elegant, shimmering dance.
You're early out of bed. You've made it a habit to get up early to greet the day, because every day deserves to be seized. The potential excites you.
You shower, cleaning every surface of your body and covering yourself in the perfume of your soaps. The steam cleanses you, leaving you feeling refreshed. You come out of the shower, a simple robe wrapped around your body. You sit at your vanity, opening up your collection of perfumes and beauty products. Jungkook hovers over you, his clothes thrown on him.
"We fucked on the first date, so you're definitely going to win, aren't you? You're a winner, Jungkook," you say as you do your makeup in front of the vanity. You snap your foundation close, watching for any blemishes in your skin.
"What are you talking about?" Jungkook smiles, approaching you confidently. "Of course I'm gonna win, I'm the best competitor," he says with no hesitation.
"Hm," you sigh. "Do you think you're the first to have this idea, Jeon? Date his daughter, he'll do anything to make his babygirl happy? Newsflash!" You smirk.
You put your gloss down and meet his eyes. He's terrified. He's horrified. He's more naked than he was last night at this very moment, and he doesn't know how to handle himself. A kind of numbness radiates through his body.
"That's right," you hush. "Now...Listen closely."
All the color flushes from his face, his pale complexion next to ghostly, even in the morning sun.
"At this point I don't care if you're just using me, truth is, I know you are and what happens next. All I ask is for you to be my little fantasy for this week and pretend you love me even when you're leaving me."
"It's not much to ask, Jeon," you bat your pretty eyes. "Just be my little boyfriend. You win the competition, I get to feel something again."
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Jungkook snaps out of it, pushing you off of him. He shakes his head. "What the fuck are you talking about?!"
"I'm talking about the fact that we both need each other. You don't love me, Jeon. You're a businessman, snap out of it." You're right. This is all fake, and that's how he wanted it.
So, as to why it takes all of his strength to not scream out another lie, Jungkook is left without an answer. This is all that he's ever wanted from you.
"Look," you sigh. "There's a benefit to us being together, just like there was a benefit of a relationship between a duke and a princess. You want that gold, don't you? I want you," you hum, caressing his face.
"Don't be a pussy about it."
Jungkook reaches for your hand and plucks it off his face, lowering it while staring deeply into you and then fleeing.
You're left standing in your own bedroom, contemplating his reaction.
Namjoon picks up his fork at the downstairs breakfast bar, shoveling scrambled eggs into his mouth as Yoongi sits opposite of him with his arms crossed.
"The eggs are not going anywhere…" Yoongi slurs, watching Namjoon with an amused sneer. Namjoon shoots him a look and continues eating.
"Good morning!" Someone who looks like they work at the hotel approaches their table. Namjoon puts his fork down and greets her.
"Good morning. Can I help you?" He says.
"Yes! Actually…" The girl is blushing, as if she's embarrassed for asking. "Aren't you Jungkook's manager? Is he in town?"
Yoongi eyes her. "Yes?"
"Well, I was wondering if I could get an autograph? He'll be competing here tomorrow, right?" She sheepishly pulls out a small, folded photo of Jungkook at the 2005 junior championships in Santa Barbara and hands it to Yoongi.
He looks so young here. He's actually got some light in his eyes, wearing a genuine smile. The picture depicts him running out of the water with one of his antiquated boards under his arm, confident in his run. Yoongi purses his lips and glances up at the fan.
"Yeah, sure." Namjoon takes the picture from Yoongi's fingertips and takes a good look at it. "I don't know when he'll be here, though, so no promise--"
Across the dining room, Jungkook appears with his hands in his pockets, clearly ticked off about something. He is visibly a mess, fidgeting with his bracelets and not making eye contact as he paces toward the table.
"Uh…" Yoongi trails, puzzled as Jungkook snaps open a silver sharpie and scribbles a signature on the photo, handing it back to the fan.
"Hey, thanks for supporting us," he nods before dismissing her. Jungkook forces a smile towards his friends and walks on his way toward the elevator. They share a look before gathering their belongings and following after him.
"The competition is about to begin, so everyone who is spectating, please proceed to the designated seating area!" A coordinator booms through a megaphone. There's a slight drizzle, the soft sand polka-dotted with rain. Your feet are buried in it and you're sitting with your binoculars on your lap facing the ocean. Today is humid; the excitement and anxiety in the air hangs heavy.
You cross your legs, glancing down at the itinerary. The venue is pretty empty, except for a few very important spectators who your Dad invited to witness the competition. They're all from the world surf league, judging prospects and looking over statistics in order to calculate whether or not someone's worth sponsoring. It's all very tedious work.
In the parking lot, Jungkook is fumbling with his swim short strings, tying them together loosely. He adjusts his bracelets and takes a peek at the ocean. The waves look a little choppy right now, but they should clear up by noon. Right now the only thing on his mind is performing.
"So, what you don't want to do," Namjoon begins, handing Jungkook his surfboard, "is to not take risks. The WSL likes ambition, they want to see you attempt those more difficult jumps." He sets his hands on his hip, looking him once over. "Got it? Your head isn't in the clouds is it?"
"Nah," Jungkook sighs. "I got it. I know I do," he pulls his shoulders back. Namjoon has never seen Jungkook so down about a girl. It's ridiculous.
In Namjoon's perspective, Jungkook has never been one to wear his heart on his sleeve. He was dangerous to fall in love with, the kind of guy that your best friends would whisper about during class or rant about in group calls to their best friends.
Seeing him like this was another kind of unnatural. The vulnerability made him soft. "You weren't like this when Hoseok told you the plan. You were all for it. Now, what's wrong?"
Jungkook does something he'd never thought he'd do previously. He pouted. "Cause...she's like," his voice gets quiet. "Cause she's hot…"
Namjoon raises an eyebrow. "Cause she's hot? You're fucked up, on that sweet shit for the girl you weren't supposed to get attached to?" He has to bite his lip to keep from laughing. Namjoon just says, "okay," instead, gesturing towards the entrance of the beach. "Go on."
"If Yoongi were here he'd laugh at your ass," Namjoon yells. From far away, Jungkook shakes his head.
He couldn't help it. Yesterday was the most fun he had in years, and it's something he'll keep in his heart forever. You're not interested in him, though. At least, you won't allow yourself to be seriously interested. It was like something out of a novel.
He thinks back to the romances he's read, about how the male protagonist was always forced to shift his perspective to then become a better man and finally get the girl.
He knows he should be respectful and give you your space. It's true that he is using you, but would it be entirely wrong of him to fall in love? It's not a bad thing to fall in love. He needs to be clear about how he feels about you. Maybe then you'll consider him. Right now he needs to get you out of his head.
The rain clears, the sun peaking through the clouds that paint the sky. A rolling wave emerges from the deep, marking the beginning of a long competition day.
It goes well, Jungkook is high enough in the ranks to win this thing, regardless of any interference. He might not even need your help. Proudly, you point to him as he completes a routine. "That's him, look."
Your father is busy speaking in a semi-huddle with his friends, not paying the slightest attention to the show. The judges are only barely watching Jungkook, buried in their clipboards. It's a rainy day, so no one really came out to see him.
Afterwards, you encounter him walking back to his stand after finishing his round. He screws the cap off of a water bottle and chugs it all down in record time. "What's up?" He pants.
"You were great out there, almost like you didn't even need my help."
"Oh yeah? Well maybe I didn't," he says, keeping a straight tone. He breaks into a smile, indicating that he's just playing with you. The way his chest fluctuates with every breath gives you flashbacks to last night when you were on top of him. Before you know it, you're spaced out.
"Uhm," he stutters. "Are you okay?"
"Mm? Oh," You lift your eyes, "Yes, mhm."
His face falls, remembering the state he had left you in earlier. "Hey, before I forget...I wanted to talk to you about what you said this morning? What did you mean by all of that, that thing about you being the princess and me being the duke?" Jungkook buries his board on the sand and stands before you now.
"That it's obvious we're using each other. You do like me because if I go out with you, you'll win the competition, right? I like you because I get to pretend...you're my actual boyfriend," you admit.
"What if I actually had feelings for you? What would you think then?" Jungkook implores.
"Do you have feelings for me, then?" You laugh. That's a ridiculous idea. What scares you is that he looks serious. How dare you even entertain it. He's a user. You've known his type, and they don't change until they're broken. You doubt you're the one to change things for him.
To Jungkook, you look insulted. His confidence is shot down, so he falls silent. Your eyes are on him, awaiting a response, still. "I do, actually," he says.
Clap!
A loud rumbling or crashing noise is heard after a blinding flash. Wind rushes through the judging tents, the rain pattering loudly against the roofs of the cabanas. Everything goes dark apart from the blazing lightning that erupts from the sky.
People come rushing into the cabanas, grabbing everything they can and running off the beach. Jungkook remains, his feet planted on the ground as wind thrashes his shorts and whips around his hair. "I like you, y/n. You can disqualify me from the competition, give the gold to someone else, I'll still like you. You're someone I can let my guard down around, I don't know." He mumbles. "You're a good person," he says, with his whole chest.
"I'm really not," you shake your head. "Even if I was, did you expect me to just forgive you for using me anyway so that we could date?"
Jungkook struggles with his thoughts before composing an answer. "Yes. I thought you felt the same way," he replied.
"I don't," you lie, gripping your itinerary. "We're having fun, but I need this to be temporary. I'm sorry."
Far in the distance, a voice calls out for Jungkook. He keeps his eyes on yours, filling with grief and utter despair. With hesitation, he turns from you and runs off with his board above his head, through the heavy rain.
The moment you saw his face when you'd uttered those words you regretted it. If you take back what you said now, you'd seem insincere. Maybe it really is for the best. That's what you tell yourself when you get on that flight back to New York City.
When Jungkook was younger, he thought that the world would be his. He felt like it already was. He had a sense of wonder about the world that persisted throughout his childhood. He was a shining light for all those who he came across. Maybe he wasn't the best student, but he didn't mind, so long as he enjoyed life to the fullest.
His Dad would drive him out on the weekends to the ocean, letting him lose himself in the endless waves. When he got back, he'd always sleep through the night.
Surfing became his biggest escape, and his best friend. It was his therapy and his refuge. Even when Namjoon couldn't console him, the ocean could. When his first girlfriend broke his heart, and left it shattered in pieces, he'd surf to get his mind off of the pain. You were the ocean that he let himself drown in.
You, with your disregard for what he felt for you. You, with your lustful intentions. You had abandoned him. Anger overcame him, one last fight against the forces pulling him into the abyss.
He lashes his body forward in an attempt to swim, but fails to tread the water.
Water fills his lungs and weighs his chest, his body aching with agony. It was as if you'd driven a blade through his chest and withdrew it, leaving a bleeding chasm of unrequited affection. You cast him off your ship, and as he sinks to the bottom of this boundless ocean, he keeps his eyes open to the twinkling sunlight seeping through the water, reaching for him. It is the last thing he sees before his body surrenders to the cold feeling, and he sleeps.
The following months go down like this: you continue with your life without giving Jungkook a second thought. Classes take up most of your time as the year matures, so little time is left for you to contemplate anything other than getting into graduate school at UC Santa Barbara. You want to feel like you've earned it, even if you probably didn't.
Jungkook goes back to California, having won gold at Rip Curl. He was approached by countless agencies and sponsors regarding the medal, but he turned all of them down, claiming he'd be on hiatus for personal reasons for the following season.
Namjoon discourages the decision, and they eventually go their separate ways. Conversation between them ran dry after a handful of weeks. They ran out of things to say to each other. Jungkook wasn't bitter about it. He understood.
Yoongi's still around. He did end up finding love with that girl he met at Taehyung's party. They're doing well. They're celebrating their two year anniversary together next month. Jungkook couldn't be happier for them.
As for you and Jungkook, when it comes time to update his phone, he loses your number. He does wonder about you, periodically. He heals.
Now he sits by the edge of the ocean, overlooking the horizon. He takes a breath, his feet in the water. It is a beautiful day today.
"If it isn't Jeon Jungkook," you say with a smile.
Jungkook whips his head back. "Y/N?!" He rises from the sand. He struggles to regain his balance, in disbelief. "Y/N!"
You nod frantically, grinning. He throws himself into your arms and hugs you the tightest he ever has. "Oh my God," he sighs. "What the fuck are you doing in Cali?"
"I'm doing my masters at UC Berkeley! Hoseok said you still lived around here, so I...kinda took a shot in the dark." He squeezes the life out of you, truly happy to see you again.
"Wow, that's great for you," he lets go, smiling bittersweetly. "Wow."
You shrug and set your bag down. "Also, I came to apologize for...literally everything that happened between us."
Jungkook shakes his head softly, keeping one hand on your arm. "No, you don't have to apologize. I fucked up too. I thought I was too good for love back then-- that sounds stupid," he laughs.
"No, it doesn't, really, it's fine!" You interject.
"Anyways, when you challenged that, I guess I kinda broke out of it. I should be thanking you."
There are a few key notable differences about Jungkook. He's cut off all his promise bracelets. He's wearing a big straw hat, an old pair of Ray-Bans, a button-down Hawaiian shirt, and colorful swim shorts, an outfit that he would have made fun of a retired surfer for wearing.
He seems a lot calmer, especially during your casual coffee date. He's telling you all these stories about how he navigated life after Sydney, and what he does for a living (he fixes cars and does odd jobs on the side). He's actually taking a few financial literacy courses at community college.
"So do you have, like, a wife now too, or?" You ask casually, bringing your coffee cup to your lips.
Jungkook laughs. "No, actually."
You pretend you're surprised. "Oh~"
"Surprising, right? I've always been such an eligible bachelor," he hisses, a smirk growing on his lips. "No. I'm single," he says with a sweet undertone.
"My ex left me the day I told him I was headed west. He couldn't handle the long distance," you sigh.
"At least he was honest." He forks a section of his waffle and eats it. "I could, I just haven't really…" met anyone quite like you, he wanted to say.
"Yeah, me neither."
In Jungkook's eyes, you've only gotten prettier. You're a little more reserved. It seems as if your days of going through men like dirty laundry are far behind you. He has to ask."How do you feel about yourself lately?"
"Weird question…" you trail.
"Oh, I'm sorry, is it like...personal?" Jungkook stammers.
"No, it's okay," you place your hand over him on the table. "I feel a lot better. I'm ready to move on and start something new. California is it for me."
"You're getting my hopes up," he jokes. You give him a sincere look, indicating that he may be correct about your intentions. "Y/N...you didn't come all the way over here to UCSB just for the law program, did you?" He slowly realizes.
You shake your head. "No, I didn't."
"You came here to find me, didn't you?"
"Yes, I did."
Jungkook's eyes flicker down, contemplating what happens next. "I don't know," he concludes. "I want to get to know you better, for who you are now."
"That's fair. We were kids, right? Playing games with each other's hearts like it was nothing." Silence grows between you, not one of discomfort or contentedness, but one holding tension that one might identify as heated anticipation. It's almost sexual.
"Both of us," he says, "Both of us did things we regret. I don't regret falling for you." Jungkook wedges his fingers between yours on the wooden table. His hands are so warm. You're reminded of the day his body was tangled between yours, and how he embraced you.
You talk all night. You talk about what went wrong. You talk about what went right. You talked about his goals, his plans, his situation. Now that you're here maybe he'll consider going back out and catching a wave of two. He confesses that he hasn't grabbed his board and headed out there in years. You listen, intrigued by him and how much he's truly opened up.
He seems so much happier now. You can see it in his face. The wonder he had as a child has returned to his eyes. He no longer has to run from his feelings. "I'm so proud of you," you hum.
You hadn't taken notice until now, but it's now dark out.
The night sky sparkles above you, through the glass of the diner. The place is empty now. You're the only remaining couple still occupying a table.
The lights are dim, and there are only a few employees still tending to tables. They're whispering about some old rumor concerning the boss and his failed marriage.
"It's so late," you yawn, leaning on your hands.
"So it is," Jungkook rubs the back of your hand with his thumb in adoration. "Do you have a place to stay for the night?"
"No~" you whine. You're too tired to think.
"Would you let me take you home?" He asks, taking his credit card out of his wallet to pay. You nod. Two old movie tickets slip out of the leather. They're from that one day. Curiously, you pick them up.
"Did you actually keep these?" you laugh, softly.
"Mhm…" he hums. "It was one of the best days of my life." He holds them between his fingers as he pays the bill. He carefully tucks them back into his wallet afterwards.
You leave the booth, making sure everything was there in your Burberry purse before walking out to his car.
Down the road is the ocean. Waves crash against the shore loudly. Jungkook walks out into the parking lot, his footsteps tapping against the moonlit asphalt. You stay behind to watch, sitting on the curb of the pavement. The sounds of crickets surround you, a strange yet beautiful lullaby. You have a feeling you're right where you're supposed to be.
a/n: happy holidays.
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Taehyung One Shots (XXIX)
* s - contains smut
Medicine by @bratkook s wc~9k / ft JJK, strangers au, PWP
Summary: A drunken night at a dive bar after a show was always a given, finding yourself in some form of chaos before the night was over, and as two strangers walk in with eyes that sparkle with mischief, you make it your personal mission to have them be your reckless decisions of the night.
Go Easy on Me by @ffion451 s wc~21.3k / childhood friends to lovers
Summary: Once you and Kim Taehyung were the best of friends but then he made a terrible mistake. Over the course of one evening, he faces not only the consequences of his actions, but confessions he could never be prepared for.
Adulation by @randombtsprincessa s wc~24.8k / celebrity!Taehyung, manager!reader
Summary: Your Actor Charge seems to have a gigantic crush on you. When a blast from the past hit you both, will you stay? Or will you leave?
Swing by @hamsterclaw s wc~5.4k / staffers au
Summary: You're navigating your way through the political ranks. Your boss, Assistant Secretary of State Kim Namjoon, is sexy and unpredictable, and your colleague Min Yoongi is cynical and hard-nosed. And then there's Taehyung, whom you know you can't trust. You've got no idea how you're going to survive any of this, but you've sure as hell got to try.
[...] Reckless Serenade by @eoieopda s wc~4k / infidelity au
Summary: Your husband hasn’t looked at you in months, but his co-worker, Kim Taehyung, can’t take his eyes off you.
To the Sun and Back by @sugaxjpg s wc~18.7k / angst, surfer!Taehyung, coworkers au
Summary: Your summer job as a receptionist at the Apollo Resort had the promise of being a safe getaway for your accumulated stress, but it all turned upside down when you met the charming surf instructor named Kim Taehyung.
Baritone by @hijoonie s wc~4.5k / voice actor!Taehyung, strangers to lovers
Tabula Rasa by @honeymoonjin wc~30.8k / tutor!reader
Summary: Raised on a faraway island with no trace of modern life, Kim Taehyung must be the most isolated man on the planet. And perhaps you’re the most naive person for choosing to leave the world behind and join him.
Page Turner by @gukslut s wc~13.6k / teacher!Taehyung, librarian!reader
The Cards: Joker by @mrsmon s wc~3.4k / rich businessman!Taehyung, infidelity au
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