#here's a little taeyong drabble ^^

[gothvergilstan]

There was something about Taeyong that no matter how much you tried not to admit it, he made your heart race like no one else could.

You felt like a child with a crush.

Whenever he would say hi, you would stumble upon your words, becoming flustered in the process.

Just him saying ‘Hi’ had you weak and it made you feel weak.

How can one man have such power over you that you can’t say hi back to him without turning into a stuttering mess?

And usually, the man would laugh, commenting on how cute your flushed face was, causing you to become even more flustered.

You’ll admit, you were shy, still having moments of difficulty looking someone in the eyes sorta shy and was it difficult for you to look Taeyong in the eyes.

They were bright and animated but oh they could be so piercing and intimidating, causing your breathing to hitch, your teeth to pull at your lip, your heart to speed up, and your body heat to rise.

What was it about him?

Honestly, you never had a guy make you feel this way.

Yes, you have had a partner in a past, been on some dates, and had crushes but no one was ever able to make your heart shake like Taeyong did.

And a part of you felt like he knew and reveled in the feelings he was able to stir in you.

[angelhyun]

officially missing you — jjh

[a/n]: bring jaehyun (and taeyong) home bruh we're tired </3 also second piece on here woohoo i'm on a roll

pairing: jeong jaehyun x reader

[wc]: 569 (just a lil drabble)

-> cw: fluff, slightly suggestive, slight angst (reader really misses jae), 18+

prelude: Your man has been enlisted for over 6 months now and you can't seem to get him out of your head.

˚₊‧꒰ა 𓂋 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

The sound of Donny Hathaway’s vocals emitting from Jaehyun’s record player only amplified his absence. You were so used to hearing him sing along, swaying to the smooth jazz instrumentals in between verses. He’d waltz over to you, taking your hand and leading you over to the cold tiles of your shared kitchen, where the two of you would dance into the night. 

You missed the feeling of his hands on your waist, guiding your body to move against his as you both gazed into each other’s dilated eyes. You missed how he’d hit both the falsettos and vibratos flawlessly, ever the talented one. You missed how he’d transport you back in time, making you feel like you found one of those rare love stories you’d only hear about from elderly couples who have loved each other for decades on end. The kind of love in the movies the two of you watched in each other’s arms, chiming in with a “That’s so us!” whenever the main character and the love interest would do something remotely romantic.

He’d tell you that you both were unconditionally timeless. That there was nothing you could do or say to change that. And you believed him without a doubt.

Just one more year you constantly reminded yourself, but everyday felt like an eternity without him by your side. The days blended together until his weekends off came, but it wasn’t enough. You were insatiably greedy and he knew it. 

Those sleepless nights where his side of the bed felt extra cold did nothing to deter you from reminiscing, attempting to replicate his touch with your own, stimulating yourself as you repeatedly whined his name into his pillow. 

You never understood what people meant by “It’s the little things” until every little thing reminded you of him. From his vinyls laying in their crate, to the peaches in your fruit bowl, to that Prada ad that keeps popping up on your timeline as if tormenting you—even simply seeing the letter J.  

He’d laugh softly whenever you voiced this to him, cooing that he missed you just as much. The short phone calls you two shared felt like he was blatantly teasing you, leaving you wanting more on purpose. You knew you were being selfish, but you’d tell your friends that if they had any idea what he was truly like—the man he was when it was just the two of you—they’d understand. 

Just one more year you reminded yourself when your birthday came along. He’d normally wake you up with breakfast in bed, a bouquet as beautiful as his dimple-adorned smile lying on your nightstand with a letter expressing everything he felt but couldn’t voice. He’d remind you how much he loved you, not letting you leave the bed until you both had your fill, then revealing his plans for a beautiful night out together. This time around, you spent most of the day sulking in bed, forcing yourself to perk up while answering calls filled with well wishes. 

Both of you knew you were going to miss him while he was gone, but you didn’t think the reminder of his presence—or lack thereof—would be this debilitating.

You stand up, gently lifting the needle off the vinyl, deciding you’ve had your fill of masochism for the day. Slipping into his clothes, you drift off knowing you’re his, and that this feeling isn’t forever.

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[jenoptimist]

Yukhei threw a small bit of cheddar cheese at Kun for the lame joke he just said. For a second, it seemed that Kun wasn’t going to retaliate until a smile spread across his face.

“That’s real mature of you.”

It took a second for all of you to catch onto his pun; Kunhang being the first to facepalm, Dejun following with laughter.

You chuckled, eyes roaming until they landed on Yongqin who did the same. The two of you shared an amused grin and he shook his head before looking away.

This time Yangyang threw a grape at Kun.

[bukguhope]

Fall Back in Love | jjk

> jungkook somehow grew a reputation of sleeping around on campus, leaving him lonely and inexperienced with relationships. so when you, his old childhood best friend moves onto campus, he discovers what a relationship can feel like as he finds himself falling in love with you

> jungkook x f.reader, childhood best friends,friends to lovers, slow burn, light smut, jealous! jungkook, needy!jungkook, mature, mentions of blood and fighting

Fall Back in Love drabble

wc: 17.6k (got carried away)

“why would we go on a date?” jungkook fought the frown that wanted to appear on his face. not again. this had to be the at least the third time this month he’s had the exact same conversation the morning after he slept with a woman he either got chatting to at a party or a local club. it was like every woman within a five mile radius had a meeting and collectively decided to sleep with him then never see him again afterwards. he didn’t want to seem pathetic, isn’t that exactly what the majority of guys his age wanted? in their eyes he had the perfect situation going on, constant sex when he wanted it with no strings attached. what he wanted to know however was how they dealt with the constant loneliness that occurred every time the hook up left? or the heartache that came when he saw a college couple walking around campus throwing their love in his face every morning at 8am? he tried not to be bitter, it was cute they found someone to spend their college years with. no he was bitter, so very bitter. he was a romantic at heart, so how did he get such a reputation that meant no woman ever wanted to even go on one date?

oh he knew how, it was that stupid frat party at the beginning of the year when he started his course. the first week of college was basically back to back drinking, parties and nights out. if you remembered it you didn’t do it right, as most people would say. he knew no one, none of his friends were in his year they had already done this prior to him and were doing other things as they were older and deep into their courses. they encouraged him though, saying he needed to make friends in his own year to make his life easier. so when he overheard of this party some guys on the swim team were having, he decided to go along. well, after a lot of convincing from his older friends because he certainly didn’t want to go. but he built up the courage and found himself stuck right in the middle of the action and after a lot of alcohol, he actually found himself having a good time. he found one friend at least, taeyong, who turned out to be his roommate. he stuck by him for most of the night and when he introduced him to this girl- the night took a turn. it was very evident what she wanted, a one night stand, and jungkook wasn’t about to turn her down not after the nice amount of alcohol in his system. now that wasn’t the problem at all, it was the fact she went around afterwards saying he was definitely a player because of how he acted in bed. she made sure that everyone knew that he was good in bed but for some reason she decided to add in a small little detail. that he had never been in a relationship, and he didn’t want one. where she picked this up from? he had no idea, he did say in small talk he never had a relationship but he did not recall insinuating he didn’t ever want one. so now he’s been totally screwed the entire year, and here he was once again the morning after the end of year semester party this time- getting turned down “right, why would we? just asked to, be polite” the woman chuckles as she changes, jungkook watches his own hands play with each other as she does so. he didn’t want this reputation, no one was taking him seriously. although he didn’t necessarily want to date this girl, he still thought it would be nice to go out and have a civilised conversation for once without loud ass music pumping through his ears and drunk people running around him.

“okay well, see ya” and with that she was out of his dorm and he was alone, huffing he flops back and his head hits his pillows. as he led there staring at his ceiling he came to a conclusion, he was done with this, with the one night stands. he felt so pathetic, at first it started off as some fun but then it turned into just bringing someone back so he had someone to cuddle to sleep - how sad. the sadess part was that sometimes they didnt even stay the night, so occasionally he would end up alone anyway. but now he couldnt do it anymore, he felt used and even more alone then when this all started.  “here he is, the man of the hour”

“taeyong, iam not in the mood” he wasnt even scared of the man bursting into his room anymore, not even a flinch, this happened more often then he would like, he appreciated the guy but boy did he have zero boundaries. 

“dont be so glum, just saw that girl leave. have fun last night did we?” jungkook glared at him as he plonked himself at the end of his bed, he didnt need anymore reminders of the embarrassment he just endured and he doesnt want to engage anymore in the idea that he was nothing more then a good night to these women. especially with the fact that most people did not think much of him growing up, particularly when it came to his feelings. as a kid he was known as ‘the one thats good a sport’ for most of school, everyone just assumed that he was this happy go lucky boy that liked sports and had no deeper thoughts running through his head. no teacher ever asked him in class what he thought of the book they all had to read over the summer, never did classmates ask him for the help with the homework- even though he usually did well on assignments. no they just turned to him for a good laugh. which was fine, he didnt mind because back then he had you. jungkook remembers you so fondly, when he was at the back of the classroom with his hand held shyly in the air when the teacher asked if anyone hand any opinions. of course, he would never get chosen but as the person who did was answering you’d lean over to him and whisper to ask what he wanted to say and that he would say it to you. he also thought about when you would be struggling on a question and turn to him right away to ask him if he could help you, even when the guy at the top of the class was right there on the other side of you. honestly, jungkook felt so valued when you were in his life, you seemed to really care about his opinions, thoughts and feelings. when everyone turned a blind eye to him one day in school because his pet had passed away, not wanting to talk to the school joker because he was miserable, you came right up to him. you asked what was wrong, gave him a hug and told him everything was going to be alright. but he didnt have you anymore, you flew off somewhere right before the end of school and he lost contact. sure, he met his six new best friends shortly after but it didnt make it easier. in fact, nothing about his life was easy at the moment.  “i had the furthest thing from fun” jungkook replied, in monotone making taeyong rasie an eyebrow at him. deep down he knew why his friend was down, taeyong had saw this happening from the very start. he always tried to laugh it off, make jungkook see some sort of funny side but there wasnt any side that he found laughable.  “if only that fucking girl at the start of the year didnt open her mouth” he sighs before he takes a little look at his friend sat on his bed “you’re such a big softie” 

it was summer now, the sun big and bright in the sky as everyone on campus began talking about the array of summer parties that were already being organised. jungkook made a deal with himself that he would not bet attending a single one of those parties, he hated them anyway he didnt know why he always went to them

“just go to them, dont be boring” oh yeah thats why. he glares over to his friend jimin as they sit on the campus yard - their five other friends right there with them

“i see why he doesnt want to” yoongi mutters, making jungkook happy one of them was finally agreeing with him “they get boring after a while, they play the same music and bring the same alcohol every damn time.” jungkook definitely agreed here, of course the main reason was to avoid hookups and every woman looking at him as if he wasn’t a fully functional human that had feelings but he wasnt going to tell them that. 

“we just dont want him to be alone, none of us are in the same year as him. he needs friends that he can see more often” it annoyed jungkook that namjoon had a point, but no amount of debating was going to make him go to anymore parties

“i have taeyong, ill be fine. plus i see you guys enough, more then enough if you ask me” he was about to laugh at his own joke before taehyung threw his jacket directly at his head. 

“you’re the one begging for us to hang out with you all the time, dont get cocky” the group shares a laugh as jungkook huff and rips the jacket from his head. taehyung was of course correct though, jungkook was always asking the whole group to hang out together which these days hardly ever happened. with all of them busy doing their own thing, it left not much time for them to hang out just the seven of them. if he were really honest with himself he’d say he was jealous, because they all made their own friends that were in the same year as them whereas jungkook only had taeyong. he didn’t even have taeyong that often, he was social butterfly and was always of doing something that he end up telling jungkook about at the end of the day. so not only did no women want to spend time with him outside of having sex, his friends also had better things to be doing as well - college life couldn’t get any better.

“i wouldn’t have to beg if you guys actually wanted to spend time with me anymore” jungkook whined as he threw tae’s jacket back at him. the other boys looked hesitantly at each other, there was no doubt they loved jungkook and wanted to spend all the time they could with him. but they had separate life’s, some had girlfriends which paired with college work didn’t leave much time as it was.

“of course we do, we just have other stuff on too” hoseok tries to be as soft about the topic as possible, not wanting to imply jungkook was less important then their other priorities. the youngest knew that the guys wanted to hang out but had other reasons meaning they couldn’t as often as he’d like, if only he tired harder at the beginning of the year to make other friends

“join a club or something, meet new people” jin suggests and the whole group nods their heads in agreement while jungkook sat glumly, he couldn’t think of anything worse then joining one of the clubs. not that he had anything against the people that attended, but nothing interested him. he wasn’t into sport anymore and he took no fascination in anything else available. he used to be a passionate guy, he enjoyed playing football, reading and painting but now he just- was bored at the thought. in fact, he stopped doing all that when you had left probably because you did all of those things with him. you always came to watch him play, sat on the benches wearing his number top shouting his name loudly. you encouraged him to read different books that he might like and sat at the end of his bed while you both read quietly. and of course you got him into painting, brining two big canvases to his house one day with brushes and paint telling him to get his ass outside so you could paint together. he had so much fun when he was a kid with you, never was a day boring because you made it enjoyable. now he didn’t do any of it anymore, there was no one to encourage him to do so nor do it with him.

“would rather show a pinecone up my ass than join a club” jimin snorts at this making jin smack him over the head for encouraging jungkooks attitude. they hated to see their youngest friend so lonely, especially during his college years. they were supposed to be some of the best in his life but he’s spent most of it getting turned down by women who just want to sleep with him and making zero friends.

“oh new subject, new girl just started she’s in your year jungkook” hoseok says and jungkook was far from interested in this, why would he care that someone new was joining? “and i set you up on a blind date” now he was interested, no he was confused and panicked

“what? why would you do that? i don’t want to go on a blind date! are you crazy?!”

“i believe what you were meant to say was ‘thank you’” hoseok replies as his friends freak out. honestly he was tired of jungkook complaining about the way women on campus viewed him without doing anything about it. he thought jungkook should’ve shut down those rumours about him not wanting to date and just stop sleep around as soon as they circulated if it bothered him that much. but of course he didn’t.

“hoseok, i can’t believe you set me up and why did you leave it this late into the meet up to tell me?!” his older friends shrugged his shoulders

“forgot” jungkook appeared flabbergasted at his friends brazen attitude to setting him up on a date without even asking him first

“do you even know her name?!”

“nope” the younger groaned as all his friends laughed, truly he wanted to get out of this blind date but without as much as a name how the hell was he supposed to do that? he was sure hoseok wasn’t going to cancel it for him. “all i know is, you’re meeting her outside the music building tomorrow. be there for 6pm sharp”

“tomorrow?! and you’re telling me now?”

“at least i didn’t wait until tomorrow to say. stop being a baby it’s just a date” jungkook stayed quiet after this, already getting nervous for whoever hoseok had set him up with.

it was party time once again later that night, jungkook stuck to his word and decided to stay home rather then attend it. he was sick of the cycle, girl comes up to him- sleeps with him then leaves after and doesn’t want anything else to do with him. it bored him now. so, while everyone else got drunk and had a good time, he was sat at his desk working on a paper that was due no where near soon. his phone buzzed on the table, distracting him from his typing.

jimin 😈 you boring fucker, get your ass to this party 23:46

would rather stick a fork up in my eye goodnight 23:47

once he replied he but his phone back down and leaned back in his chair, honestly he felt like he was missing out. all his friends were there, not just people from his year, so it was possible he’d actually have fun at this party. he just wanted to stick to his plan to avoid that scene, although right now he could’ve really used a drink. with a groan he shut his laptop and began to get ready to head out, already knowing where the party was being held. maybe after this he wouldn’t attend anymore? in a prompt hour he was dressed nicely and in the middle of a big crowd with loud music pumping through his body. the mixed vodka drink in his hand already half finished as he talked with taeyong, well tried to with the music.

“there’s a girl totally staring at you right now” jungkook rolled his eyes, not even bothering to turn around and see who he was talking about. he may have broke the promise to himself to not come out tonight, but he for sure was not going to hook up with anyone. he was done with the embarrassment of being hit and quit, no longer wanting to experience the awkwardness after doing the deed

“good for her, iam going to refill my drink” pushing past everyone as quickly as he could, he entered the busy kitchen to mix together a stronger drink then before.

“oh i thought you would rather shove eating utensils in your eye then be here?” a voice calls from behind him and he chuckles as jimin is stood there, red solo cup in hand.

“well i knew you lot might miss me so decided to ease the pain” his friend rolls his eyes as he sets his drink on the counter

“please, don’t flatter yourself” just as quick as he arrived, jimin was about to leave after someone called his name from a direction jungkook couldn’t quite see. but before he did go, he added “there’s totally a girl staring into your soul right now” again, jungkook didn’t react and didn’t look to see who it was. just nodded to indicate he heard jimin before his friends turned around a left. sighing, he took sip out of his now refilled cup and winced at just how strong he made it. his plan to only come out to hang out with his usual friends went south when he realised they were all drunk and separated out doing their own thing, so he was left standing around on his own like usual.

“here he is” jungkook turned to see taeyong with a girl beside him in a short dress with long hair “you can finally stop asking for him” realising that the girl beside his roommate was brought over for him he rolled his eyes

“so this is the one night stud everyone’s been going on about” he had to suppress a scoff at her words, of course she came over for that reason. that stupid girl from the start of the year really ruined his reputation. “so do you wanna get out of here?”

“no, thanks iam good” the stranger seemed surprised at his words, expecting an opposite answer “taeyong iam leaving” with that jungkook abandons the idea of actually having a good night and decides he’d rather just go back home.

“come on man, it might make you feel better” jungkook stops at the door as taeyong chased after him

“what another one night stand? iam done with the pointless sex, they don’t even engage in small talk anymore, don’t even want to know a single thing about me. iam finished with feeling used, goodbye” with that he left and was certain that this would be the last time he was going to a dorm party.

it was the next day which meant it was time for the dreaded blind date, jungkook had no energy for it. ever since he woke up he was in a foul mood, all his friends were hungover and not answering his texts and he missed an important lecture because he got his schedules mixed up. if he knew who this date was he would be cancelling, but he didn’t and the only other option was to stand them up. he knew he would just feel bad for making the person wait around for him, so at 5pm he begrudgingly began to get ready. he had no idea what the plan even was for this date so he kept it casual; jeans, white shirt and a denim jacket. checking the time it was almost 6pm so he quickly but on some shoes, gathered his keys and wallet and headed off to the music department. he was not looking forward to having to meet up with a complete stranger who’s probably already heard about his ‘reputation’, in all honesty he believed this girl most likely agreed to this date because she wanted to sleep with him. and that wasn’t even because of his ego, it’s literally all any girl propositions when they meet him- he didn’t even think he was that good in bed so why did they all want to? shaking all the thoughts from his head, he stalks to the music department. the campus was pretty empty at this time but a few people were still walking around, at this point he didn’t know whether he wanted to be stood up by this mystery woman. sure it would be embarrassing but at least he would have to go. but that scenario was ditched when he came close to the department and saw the back of girl, looking at the floor clearly waiting for someone. sighing he walks over, lightly tapping the girl on the shoulder. he kept a fake smile on his face, it wasn’t this strangers fault he was in a foul mood. once the girl did turn though, his mouth dropped open in surprise.

“jungkook?” you say in shock, it was him. your childhood best friend was the person you were forcibly set up with tonight. having pretty much just arrived at the campus you wanted to settle in, but after a guy your new roommates knew said he had the perfect person for you to go on a date with, you were pretty much pushed to go through it. you recognised him easily now, however at a party you attended you could’ve sworn you saw him. but in the dim light and pushy crowd, it was hard to tell. you looked at him for so long, trying to follow him around to get a good look but he left before you could go up to him and you felt creepy enough following a possible stranger around you weren’t about to chase after him. now, he was here standing in front of you dressed up to go on a blind date.

“y/n? i can’t believe-” suddenly you two let out synchronised screams as you wrapped your arms around each other, jumping in circles as you hugged one other. a few people stared over at the commotion but neither of you noticed, or cared. jungkook couldn’t fathom the fact his night went from being utterly in a mood to reuniting with one of the best friends he’s ever had. seeing you again made his heart pick up in pace, he finally felt happy again after such a shit first year at college. after finally letting go of each other, both of you couldn’t help the smiles that were planted on your lips.

“out of all the people to be set up with, i get stuck with you” jungkook let out a gasp as he pushes you playfully

“you should think of yourself as lucky” you chuckle at his words before a comfortable silence grows. the pair of you can’t help but just look at each other as your minds comprehend the coincidence.

“well, i guess we should start the date” you break the silence and jungkook nods in agreement. “hey why don’t we go to an arcade, like old times?” when you were kids you two would always go to an arcade on the weekends. at first it was a one off, but slowly it became a weekly thing. the mention of it made jungkook smile even bigger then before

“i’ll show you to a great one, and on the way you need to tell me everything. like what are doing here? how was life abroad? how’s your parents? what are you majoring in?” you laugh as jungkook begins to walk and ask multiple questions. you follow beside him, also thinking of a few questions yourself.

“my parents came back for work, they said i could continue my studies abroad but i wanted to come back. life away was fun but not as good as here, my parents are good and iam doing english literature” you answer his questions and he nods as the pair of you walk side by side, it was still amazing to you that you were right beside him again. you thought about him all the time, you were closer to no one in your life then you were to him. “how have you been? still taking the sports world by storm?” jungkook’s smile faltered a little, forgetting that he was very much into sports the last time you knew him

“no i uh- stopped playing after school” you were surprised at this, there wasn’t many sports he didn’t play in school and he was good at all of them. you were about to ask why when he suddenly pulls you to his other side on the pavement, a cyclist suddenly speeding past. you put a hand over your heart, it suddenly beating faster - which you put down to almost being knocked over not by jungkook pulling you. the pair of you continue walking and you get to ask your question

“why did you stop?” jungkook sighed at the question, not wanting to admit that once you left he slowly gave up on most things. you were the only one to encourage him to continue after all

“i just lost interest” he shrugged the question off but you frowned, you remembered how happy he was every time you watched him play anything. the way he be so excited whenever his team won, why would he lose interest in that. “here’s the arcade, let’s go in” you didn’t realise how lost in thought you were until you looked up at his words and saw the flashing lights from outside the window. following him inside you looked around at all the games, memories of all those weekends together as kids came to mind as you did so.

“dance revolution is first we know this” you declare making jungkook laugh and follow you to the dancing machine in the corner of the place. it was like you were never apart, so comfortable with each other. he vividly remembers how obsessed you were with the stupid dance game, having to go on it as soon as you walked through the doors each week. he joins you on the platform as you slot in a coin a begin to search through the random songs on the program. you seem to be looking at one for an awfully long time making jungkook give you a side eye

“that says extremely hard, no chance keep looking” smirking you select confirm and jungkook groans at your defiance. “really?”

“come on it’ll be funny” you justify as the song loads up and immediately you see a bunch of arrows filling the screen, making you regret your choice a little. the stomping on the floor is loud as you and jungkook try and hit every arrow to the fast paced song. you can’t help but laugh at how ridiculous the pair of you must look, jumping around to try not miss a beat. your breathing gets harder as your legs move rapidly, looking over to his side you see that jungkook is beating you. “how the fuck are you doing this?” you shout out, noticing he’s hardly missed an arrow, his score much higher then yours

“iam just too good at everything, what can i do?” he breaths out, before hitting a combo that you ultimately miss at the same time. sighing in relief when the song comes to an end the two of you rest your hands on your knees as you bend over to catch your breath. a big loser sign appears on your side of the screen while jungkooks side displays a green winner.

“unbelievable” you don’t think you’ve ever beaten jungkook at this game, you thought maybe after all this time you had a chance but still he came out victorious. the pair of you walk away from the machine, breathing back to normal as you look for your next game. the two of you spent the next hour and half playing around in the arcade, both feeling like kids all over again. you were happy you actually agreed to go on this blind date and jungkook definitely felt the same. each day of college made him want to drop out more and more, but like usually when he was at his lowest you came to the rescue to pick him back up again. waking out of the arcade together, laughing mindlessly, the pair of you take off back to campus together.

“iam happy you chose to come back, honestly- i haven’t been having a good time at college” you grow upset to hear this, you assumed jungkook would be enjoying his time well you hoped he was.

“you haven’t? jungkook what’s wrong?” your concern flattered him, you were always the caring type especially when it came to him. though he didn’t know if he really wanted to go into detail about what exactly was giving him problems.

“well it’s just, i’ve had this issue for while at the moment.” you stayed silent, hoping this would prompt him to continue talking. wrapping your arms around yourself as you did so “this is so embarrassing but at the start of the year i got with this girl, she assumed i explicitly wanted a one night stand so began telling her friends that. they then told their friends and so on, it’s gotten to the point where literally no girl on campus wants anything to do with me unless it’s sex” you nodded at his explanation, feeling awful for him knowing that ever since your were friends he seemed the romantic type. always going on about wanting to have a wife and kids as soon as possible, you thought it was weird when you were younger but as you grew up you just realised that his parents were so in love that he just wanted to be like them. “plus i have like no friends in my year” he finishes and you felt so sorry for him, he was such a good person when you were younger- he didn’t deserve to feel this low when it should be the best years of his life

“iam sorry to here that jungkook, but look those are just silly rumours. don’t let people who want something from you involved in your life, if they wanted to get to know you they would. and iam in your year now, if you ask nice enough, i might be your friend” he laughs at you, wondering how you always manage to make him smile so easily.

“always so wise y/n” he says as you two catch sight of the campus, it not being too far away. jungkook couldn’t help but feel a bit disappointed at having to leave you so soon after meeting you again.

“let’s exchange numbers and meet again soon, iam so glad we got to see each other again” smiling jungkook pulls his phone from his pocket and hands it over to you, watching happily as you punch your number in and give yourself a call. handing it back you give him a smile before continuing to walk onto campus, jungkook not far behind you before he’s by your side. one side of the campus contained the boys dorm and the other had the girls, you stopped in the middle of the yard to say goodbye but jungkook beat you

“let me walk you back. it’s dark” his sweetness made your heart melt, he was the same sweetheart as he always was

“i’ll be fine, thanks though. you get home safe, from what i hear girls here go crazy for one night with you”. they might jump you on your way back”jungkook groans at your teasing, you were still the same as you always was- sarcastic and playful. you laugh as you walk backwards, giving him a wave before finally turning around and walking away. he watches you walk off, sighing when you turn a corner and he could no longer see you.

the next morning jungkook had a bounce in his step as he walks over to meet his friends in the yard, only hoseok, jimin and taehyung were able to make it. the smile is bright on the youngest face as he seats on the grass, making his three friends look at him confused.

“why is your face doing that?” taehyung inquires making jungkook give him an odd look, but taehyung’s face remains serious

“doing what?”

“like, smiling and shit?” his friends are even more surprised when jungkook laughs, not exactly the type of reaction they normally get

“i can’t smile?” the three men look at each other before answering in sync

“no” jungkook rolls his eyes, but after spending the evening with you yesterday he was just in too good of a mood to get upset.

“so, blind date went well” hoseok asks, eyebrow raised as he was sure jungkook was adamant that he didn’t want to go

“actually yes. the girl you set me up with was actually y/n, remember the one i told you about?” his friends faces a shocked at the news, they were beginning to think you weren’t real with how often jungkook spoke about you

“no fucking way? the girl you talk about all the bloody time? that’s crazy” jimin adds to the conversation, jungkook’s smile growing bigger that the thought of you

“oh my god you’re so in love!” taehyung exclaims making jungkook widen his eyes, he loved you sure but it was definitely platonic- right?

“no no, she’s my childhood best friend. iam just glad she’s here” hoseok narrows his eyes at his friend, he knew for sure that no one could react like this over a friend. he wasn’t going to mention anything about it though, but he knew that with time jungkook would be coming right back to them saying he was in love - he would bet money on it

“jungkooks wife aside” the youngest was about to contest but jimin was already talking “namjoon says that he is hosting his very own party this weekend” the came as a surprise to the other boys, none of them had ever organised a dorm party. sure they were happy to go to party’s where they didn’t have to clean up the mess or worry about university employees busting them- but to host one was a completely different story

“why on earth would he want to do that?” taehyung inquires and jungkook is also wondering the same thing and was waiting for jimin to reply, but as soon as he starts speaking he can’t hear a word because he sees you walking past not too far from them. he zones out completely as he watches you walk around campus, thinking how strange it is to just casually see you again. without thinking, he’s on his feet jogging towards you before he lost sight of where you were going. his friends turn their heads to see where he was going, utterly confused as to why he was just practically running off.

“goodbye to you too jungkook” hoseok mutters making his friends laugh before they continue their own conversation. meanwhile jungkook just managed to catch up to you, tapping you on the shoulder making you stop in your tracks. you smile upon seeing him, happy that you could just run into at any time or see him whenever you wanted.

“did you run?” you ask with a laugh as you watch him pant a little to catch his breath

“oh no i just- jogged a little. you’re a fast walker” he gets out and you chuckle at him, waiting for him to compose himself before speaking “i just wanted to say hi, ask if you have any plans this weekend?”

“oh well apparently someone in third year is hosting a party, my roommate wants me to go with her” you explain and jungkook was more happy then he thought he would to hear you were going. but given the fact he promised he’d be going to no more party’s, that was surely out the window if you were going to be there

“that’s one my best friends! please go otherwise iam practically going to be stranded if i go, i always get ditched”

“don’t you worry, i’ll be there to keep you company” you assure and for some reason jungkook feels relief, with you back he felt like he could finally begin to enjoy college again now that he actually had a friend he could see often. “i have a lecture so i better be going but, if you’re free later we should hang out?” jungkook was nodding before actually answering with words

“yeah that’ll be great, i’ll text you” you give him a smile before one of your friends come up to you telling you to hurry up and walk to class with her

“see you jay” jungkook could’ve swore his heart leapt at the way you casually used your old nickname for him. he almost forgot about it up until now, now it felt like the smile would never leave his lips. walking back over to his friends, they stopped chatting to stare at him as he sat himself back down- smile even wider then before.

“if that’s what he looks like after one conversation with her can i have her?” jungkook’s smile disappears and he glares at taehyung for his comment making jimin and hoseok laugh

“that would be a no” hoseok chuckles but jungkook doesn’t look too impressed, he knew he didn’t like you that way- of course not. but over his dead body would he let any of his friends get with you, absolutely not. he loved his them sure, he knew none of them would hurt you, but you were his friend and friends were always off limits “how did you too become so close anyway?” hoseok was curious, ever since he became friends with jungkook he always mentioned this girl who was his best friend who he missed. they didn’t even know how you two became friends though despite the fact he always taked about her. at one point it began to annoy all the guys, because he just never shut up about you, any situation they were in he would always just have to say how he had done the same thing with you before or it reminded him of you somehow. but they could see how much you meant to him, so they just let him ramble on.

“we met when we were like, five. i was sad on this school trip because i dropped my ice cream, she gave me hers” jungkook laughed at the memory, he remembers how his mum said after that not a day went by where he wouldn’t talk about this girl who gave him ice cream. from then on their parents got close and always arranged play dates for the two of them and they stayed friends right until she had to leave.

“sounds like a romantic movie synopsis” jimin jokes and once again jungkook is left scowling, the couple jokes showed no sign of stopping with them and jungkook knew they would only continue now he’d be seeing you more often. suddenly, his phone buzzes making him pull it out of his hoodie pocket and looking at the message he smiles slightly

y/n 🌸: nice to see you today. wanna meet at 7 and get some dinner?

jungkook: great seeing you too. that sound great, outside the music department again?

y/n 🌸: perfect meet you there

after messaging he pops his phone back in his pocket and looks up to see his friends staring at him, he gives them a confused look

you were happily applying some finishing touches with your makeup as you got ready for dinner when you friend sits next to you on the floor in front of your mirror.

“excited for your date?” she says making you roll your eyes and screw you mascara back up

“not a date” you reply as you put away your make up and mess around with your hair, making sure it looked nice

“we’ll be careful with jungkook” giving her a side eye you wonder why on earth you’d have to be careful around jungkook. her comment annoyed you a little, he was your childhood best friend and after seeing him again he seemed to be exactly the same as he was when you were kids “he just likes to bang, doesn’t do relationships” now that didn’t sound like him at all, and you knew it wasn’t he had already told you about these silly rumours.

“and how would you know this, heard him say it?” you decided to quiz her, after accusing someone of that you should definitely have absolute proof of it. you remember how upset he seemed when telling you what the girls on campus thought of him.

“well no but-”

“exactly” you cut her off “ive known the boy since i was a kid, he’s honestly a nice guy. don’t believe everything you hear” y/f/n seemed a little surprised at this, it was a known thing around campus that jungkook was the type of guy to just want a one night stand. “right, iam going.” you say your goodbyes and head off to the meeting spot you agreed upon and walking up to it you noticed jungkook was already there and waiting. looking at the time on your phone, you saw it was still ten minutes until seven. turning around, he saw you walking over and smiled.

“here she is” you chuckle at this and give him a little hug as a greeting, how could anyone give you a warning about such a lovely guy?

“have you been waiting long?” that was something that hadn’t changed about him either, always early or on time.

“no, not long. where would you like to eat?” you think for a little but realised you couldn’t really think of anywhere, most places you used to go closed when you left.

“is that diner we used to go to all the time still open?” jungkook seemed to get excited at the mention of the place, remember how you two frequented that diner often after school.

“yes let’s go there” as jungkook began walking, you followed next to him thinking about what your roommate said. you didn’t know whether to bring it up, not wanting to upset him about this situation more then he was.

“you know, my roommate warned me about you earlier” his eyebrows raised a little in surprise at this but he ultimately knew exactly why she did that “i actually got a little annoyed with her, she seemed stumped when i asked her if she actually heard you say you only want one night stands.” the pair of you laughed at this and jungkook felt happy that you were in his corner to defend him. his other friends never came in contact with the people spreading rumours in your year and taeyong seemed to just confirm them to help his roommate get laid

“well that was nice of you but don’t feel the need to defend me, i don’t think those rumours will ever stop” your heart hurt at how sad he looked, it was a known fact that you had a soft spot for him and you probably always would. even the reason you became friends was because you felt upset looking at the crying boy who lost his ice cream.

“no that’s what friends do, especially when the rumours are fucking lies” he was a bit shocked to see you so worked up over it, but you’re a good person you always were so it didn’t surprise him that much.

“my saviour” jungkook jokes and it makes you giggle but deep down he was being honest, he didn’t think there was one time when he was in trouble where you didn’t come to the rescue. he dropped his ice cream? you gave him yours, no one listened to him in class? you listened, people ignored him when he was upset? you comforted him, he had no motivation? you gave it to him- and now people believed rumours about him and you were there defending him. jungkook felt relieved to have you in his life again. you two were still laughing together when you walked into the diner together and taking a seat by the window, exactly where you used to sit

“i can’t believe my eyes” the diner’s owner came straight up to the table, knowing exactly who just walked through door. he would never forget the faces of the two people who filled the place daily. “why do i never see you anymore?” the older man quizzes making the two of you laugh

“someone decided to move away from me” jungkook states, pointing an accusing finger at you, making you roll your eyes.

“well iam glad you’re back, will you be wanting the usual?” honestly you couldn’t believe the man even remembered you, let alone the old order the two of you used to get.

“jungkook, you want the usual?” he nods excitedly at your question and you smiled agreeing as the owner walks to the back to put your order in “how on earth does he remember what we used to get?”

“well seems as the usual order is a large pizza and a side of fries, it shouldn’t be hard to remember” jungkook says and you chuckle “but iam surprised he still remember us, surely we’ve changed a little”

“nah, you’re still a baby face” jungkook gives a fake scowl, narrowing his eyes at you

“i don’t have a baby face” you can’t help the smile that grows on your lips, looking at him pout as it did.

“it’s not a bad thing, you’re cute” jungkook felt his heart leap at the compliment and it took him by surprise, why the fuck was his heart rate picking up over a stupid comment? his mind was working overtime while you didn’t really seem to notice him having an internal freak out. “here comes the drinks, he even remembered that”

“one coke and one milkshake, enjoy kids” the owner himself bought the drinks out and placed them on the table. you thanked him before taking a sip and jungkook leans forward to use the straw sticking out of his milkshake, not trusting his now shaky hands to lift the glass.

“so, tell me about the new friends you’ve made” you ask, wondering who he’s been hanging out with since you left. clearing his throat, he tries to ignore the random nervousness.

“well, i met these six guys after you left. we’re pretty close and then i have my roommate but i don’t see him often”

“ooh seven friends, maybe you could set me up?” jungkook suddenly froze, caught off guard at your words. you on the other hand had a sour taste in your mouth as soon as you said it, something about the thought of being set up made you feel strange. “iam joking, don’t want to be set up” jungkook nodded, a little relieved but he had no idea why he was getting worked up over the thought of you dating. you were just a friend, what was the problem?

“don’t think any of them would be your type, they’d just get on your nerves” he decided to crack a joke, trying to steer the conversation away from setting you up. he noticed that the owner was bringing your food over and he was glad there was a distraction from whatever was going through his mind.

“enjoy your food, and you better be back again after this” the owner orders and the both of you laugh, saying that you will. immediately the two of you dig in, pulling a slice of pizza each.

“this feels like old times” you comment making jungkook smile, between going to the arcade and now the diner- it truly felt like he was a kid again.

“it really does, just reminds me of all the times we were here before”

“jungkook stop!” you yell as you run into the diner to stop your best friend from pulling of your school tie for the millionth time.

“the knot is so tight can you even undo it?” he laughs as he follows you into the diner, sitting down opposing you in a booth. you look down and begin tugging at your school tie, jungkook having pulled it down so much on the walk here that the knot had tightened up.

“you’re so annoying” you huff making him laugh harder before a worker comes over to the two of you, smiling at your antics

“good to see you kids back, let me guess a pizza and fries to share?” the waitress had seen you two come in often, she always worked the early afternoon shift which was perfect timing for when all the kids finished school.

“yes please also a banana milkshake and a coke” jungkook says with a smile and the waitress nods before waking off to prepare the order. “my mum invited you over for dinner this weekend” you excitedly cheered and clapped at this

“her food is so good, iam there”

“excuse me you’re meant to be happy to spend time with me not eat the food” jungkook says and you shrug your shoulders

“i spend too much time with you, the food is more exciting”

“you know my mum is very happy to hear you’re back” jungkook says, the pizza was eaten and plate pushed to the side now the fries rest in between you two as the pair of you eat them.

“is she? did you tell her i was back?” jungkook shakes his head, remembering the phone call he got from his mum the day before

“actually your mum told her, apparently they’ve already had a wine night” you laugh at this, you should’ve known your mum would get back in contact straight away. the pair of your mums might have been even closer then you and jungkook

“of course they have”

“she’s invited you round as soon as you’re free by the way, she’s very excited” jungkook watched you nod at his words as you munched on some fries, he felt his heart melting at the sight. ever since you came back he finally felt like he was having a good time like he was supposed to be at uni.

you barely had time to see jungkook after your dinner together, the work load under you was too big to be having any spare time. the next time you saw him it was the day of namjoon’s party and you found yourself looking for him a soon as you entered the dorm. however the crowd of people all bunched together made it extremely difficult so you stuck to your roommate and followed her to go get a drink.

“are you looking for him?” your roommates question took you by surprise, was it really that obvious?

“who?” deciding to play it dumb didn’t exactly work out as she laughed and shook her head at you, although you don’t know why you were pretending not to know who she was on about- was it really so bad to want to see your long lost childhood bestie?

“you know who”

on the other side of the dorm, jungkook was almost on the top of his toes as he searched around the mountains of bodies in front of him to try and find you making hoseok side eye him.

“oh my god hi y/n!” hoseok loudly saying your name makes jungkook’s head turned sharply in his direction, only to not see you anywhere.

“you’re so whipped” his friend laughs and jungkook roles his eyes, a little bit disappointed that you weren’t actually there

“whatever” jungkook mumbles as he sips his drink when a hand touches his shoulder making him almost jump. for a split second he thought it was you, so he turns with a smile but his lips turn down instantly when he sees a random girl.

“wanna dance?” hoseok can’t help the chuckle that escapes him as he watches his friend get propositioned by a random girl, jungkook almost looked scared

“no, thanks” he turns on his heels instantly, leaving his back to the girl and now hoseok laughs wholeheartedly but jungkook doesn’t find anything funny about the situation. weirdly, all he can think about is you and where the fuck you were. you said you were definitely coming and would keep him company, which he needs now more then ever as all his friends have disappeared and hoseok is one more shot away from running off from him to either hook up or throw up. pulling out his phone he was about to send you a message when a face appears in his gaze as he looks down at the lit up screen. he laughs as he sees you staring up at him and steps back, you chuckle and give him a hug. hoseok eyes the situation and instead of introducing himself, he sneaks off.

“miss me?” you ask stepping away and jungkook smiles down at you, he very much did actually but he wasn’t about to let that information out

“nah not really” he couldn’t help but chuckle as you gasp and place a hand over your chest

“well i guess i’ll be going” you turn but don’t get far when jungkook wraps his hand around your arm to pull you back

“no no, you’re not leaving me alone i only have hos-” jungkook turns but the space his friends occupied is gone and now he just looks insane “apparently i have no one but you now”

“ah just like old times, iam your only friend” the pair of you laugh together but you become very aware of a lot of eyes directly looking at you. it wasn’t everyone around you, but a hefty number of them were looking. “do you wanna get some air?” jungkook seemed to be relieved that you asked and nodded his head before leading the way out. you tried you hardest to stay behind him but with people constantly pushing past or drunkenly stumbling, it was difficult to keep close. huffing as you almost trip for the third time, you squeeze past a tall guy and grab onto the back of jungkook’s hooding making him halt his movements and look down at where you gripped him, his heart beat picking up “sorry i’ve had enough of trying to keep up with your long ass legs” he chuckles at you and shakes his head before moving again, you holding tightly onto him this time. finally making it out the back door and away from the crowd, you let go on jungkook and follow him as he walks all the way to the back of the house where a hammock was hung. it was silent for a little while the pair of you tried to sit on the hammock with falling out.

“iam sorry they were all staring” jungkook broke the small silence and you look to him next you, upset at his apology. it annoyed you that he felt the need to say sorry for something that wasn’t even his fault

“don’t apologise, why do you have to be sorry?”

“people always do when a girl is talking to me, i just don’t want them thinking badly of you. that you’re a fool for spending time with me” jungkook looked so ashamed and it broke you’re heart. unless this was some long con from him, he was exactly the same as when you knew him.

“i don’t care what people think about me jungkook, iam just happy to have my best friend back” a smile decorated his lips as he looked at you, the realisation that you were back by his side seemed so sweet at this moment.

“jungkook’s reeled in another one!” the sound of a voice shouting across the garden makes you and jungkook frown, sure it was drunk rambling but just the thought of someone talking about women in such a way had you rumbled

“at least one guy can, where’s your catch of the day?” you shout back, embarrassing the guy as he stumbles back into the main bulk of the party. it was childish to shout back, but you couldn’t help it. jungkook couldn’t help but lean his head back and laugh, he knew the guy shouting- he was at every party. always got too drunk and too handsy. “was that too childish?” you chuckle as you look over to jungkook next to you

“no, i enjoyed it” smiling to yourself you look back out to the party before looking back over to jungkook.

“will your friends be looking for you? i don’t want to take up all your time” he shakes his head before moving to sit up properly

“there probably too drunk by now to remember who i am. plus id rather catch up with you then pulled around by them, they’re to sociable for me” chuckling at this you take a moment to enjoy the comfortable silence that was growing. your thoughts of the past overtook for a moment and you couldn’t help but reminisce

“isn’t it crazy how we found each other again? i always regretted losing contact with you” slowly jungkook raises his head to look down at you on his side, his gaze so soft.

“i regret it too, i wish i had you here from the start” a smile found its way to your lips as you returned his gaze, the hustle of the party long forgotten

“jungkook? can i ask you a question?”

“of course” you take a beat to think if you wanted to ask this certain thing, but ultimately you decided you needed to

“why did you stop playing football you enjoyed so much? you never gave me a proper answer when we met again” he was taken back by the question, mostly because he didn’t want to answer it. you were the reason, he didn’t necessarily blame you for his lack of ambition to continue playing- but as soon as you weren’t by his side to encourage him, his passion was gone.

“i got old, played like shit” a snort made its way out of your nose at this excuse, jungkook chuckled along already knowing you could see through his bullshit reason.

“you have a natural talent at dodging questions, tell me the real reason” sighing, he looked away from you and to his feet. he wasn’t one to enjoy heart to hearts particularly, but this was you asking and there was no way he could deny you anything you wanted.

“y/n, when you left i tried to carry on- it just wasn’t the same. you were the only one to push me to carrying on playing as many sports as i did, without you there it just- seemed pointless” to say you were shocked was an understatement, you never expected that to be his answer and you felt- guilty. sure you had no choice, your family were moving away, you couldn’t stay even if you wanted to. but you still felt responsible, jungkook was so talented which is why to supported so wholeheartedly

“iam, sorry jungkook”

“it wasn’t your fault”

“that’s not all iam sorry for,” he looked over at you silently, having no idea what you meant

“iam sorry you lost your spark for life , iam sorry those stupid rumours spread and iam sorry i never stayed in contact” his eyes were suddenly glassy, the weight of all he was holding in felt like it suddenly released. “i can see that that twinkle behind those eyes has gone, but you deserve the best jungkook and iam determined to get that spark back to you” he stayed quiet, worried that if he even tired to saying anything his voice would break. “now, let’s get back and actually get this party”

two weeks after the party and in the pitch dark of the evening, jungkook found himself stood across from you on the campus football field. there was the distant sound of a party happening nearby, which is where he would’ve usually found himself in the past, now he couldn’t help but chuckle as he was far from the party and out in the cold watching you fumble around with an american football.

“do you even know the rules?” he asks with a little laugh and you stop messing with the ball and place it under your arm to look up at him

“no” you shrug “but i don’t need to. this is all about you buddy and getting back into the action- catch” you throw the ball at him suddenly making him jump and put his hands out. he grasps the ball momentarily but it slips from him and tumbles onto the floor “see that! you can’t even catch anymore” huffing he leans down to pick up the fallen ball before straightening back up to look at you

“you caught me by surprise! of course i didn’t get it” your hands find your hips as you look at him before shaking your head at him

“oh yeah because on the field when the opposition throws the ball they’re gonna go ‘hey jungkook pre warning iam throwing the ball now, ready to try and intercept,?” he scowls stop you momentarily but you know he’s trying not to smile at your sarcasm “younger jungkook would’ve caught that” you tease making jungkook roll his eyes at you

“younger jungkook also played and trained multiple times every week”

“younger jungkook would not have excuses, then again he was also hotter so-” your sentence is cut short as he light throws the ball at you jokingly and you catch it as you laugh. “ok, jokes aside. does it feel at least nice to be back on the field?” a little smile comes upon his face as he looked around the dimly lit field, quietly thinking about how much time he used to spend playing.

“you know what, it kinda does” he jumps a little when you clap your hands together once after putting the ball under your armpit and begin walking away from the field

“and that’s day one complete let’s go eat” you call out and he quickly rushes to your side as you continue to walk of the field

“wait that’s it? we’re not gonna throw the ball around or anything?” you stop in your tracks making his movement halt too, turning you look up at him

“jungkook, this isn’t about jumping straight back into playing. it’s about how you feel, before now you said you fell out of love it- forcing you to play immediately isn’t my aim. i want you to remember all those feeling you had when you played all the time. now, let’s eat” you finish your little speech and walk away while jungkook stands dumbfounded a little but shakes his head with a smile and runs to catch up with you.

three weeks after the party and jungkook opened his dorm door to find you stood there with a big bag and canvas’ under your arms.

“let’s paint” you say simply before walking away and jungkook rushes to put on some shoes and grab his key before chasing after you. he follows you all the way to some greenery space on campus where you stop and set down your things.

“you could’ve at least give me time to prepare myself” he mumbles out before sitting next to you and you chuckle as you unwrap all the things you had brought

“you need to prepare yourself to paint? weirdo” rolling his eyes he scoots a little closer to you to have a good look at what you were pulling out your bag. “okay! two canvases each, we have normal, water colour and charcoal. take your pick” with that you poured a little water in a dish and opened the water colour set before painting away quietly. looking at you momentarily, jungkook leans forward and grabs the normal paint with a paint brush. looking around him he decides to just paint the tree directly in his line of view. as the brush strokes sweep across the campus he embraces the calm silence that sweeps over the pair of you. it was so peaceful and it took the time to appreciate it, looking quickly over at you he noted how focused you looked. your eyebrows furrowed a little as bring the canvas in your hand a little closer to your face as you work. a slight breeze came, blowing your hair slightly and before he realised it- he was staring at you in a sort of a trance.

“okay iam done!” your voice made him blink a couple times before he quickly looks away, clearing his throat he looks over down at his canvas “wow that’s great” you compliment and he looks up to see you eyeing his work that laid in front of him.

“it’s just a tree” he shrugs but meets your eyes and you don’t look too impressed at his dismissal

“a very well painted and pretty tree” you say sternly making him chuckle, his cheeks warming slightly at your words.

“ok we’ll let me see yours” he leans forward but you put your canvas up to your chest before he gets the chance to see. he raised an eyebrow at you and goes to grab it but you stand making him look up at you “come on, let me see”

“hm iam good” his teeth catch his bottom lip before he stands up, there’s a mischievous glint in his eyes and you narrow yours at him “jungkook” you warn but he smiles before taking a swipe at the canvas and you quickly step away

“hey let me see!” you laugh before running away and without thinking he goes after you, laughing with you as he tries to grab your work but you move it out of his reach as he chases you around.

“oh my god it’s like iam watching a netflix original chick flick” taehyung mutters to yoongi as the pair watch you run around from opposite the greenery

“hm, it’s good to see him like that” yoongi says with a shrug of his shoulders “but my ass is she just his childhood best friend, i bet they’re together by the end of the year” taehyung looks over to his friend and back to the pair of you still chasing each other around like children

“end of the year?” he questions making yoongi look to him “i say within the next two months, bet fifty on it” the older chuckles and puts his hand out to initiate a shake. taehyung smiles and puts his hand in his and the pair shake on it.

“you forget how shy that kid is, really think he’s confessing by two months time?” yoongi asks making taehyung’s smile drop at the realisation “easiest fifty i ever made”

four weeks after the party and you stand opposite jungkook at the club sign up stand with your arms across your chest as you eye each other.

“iam not doing it” he states, with a hint of amusement in his tone. the football volunteer looks at the pair of you across the table as you have your little debate

“it’s just try outs jungkook stop being a baby, you like playing just do it” he tilts his head at you, smile itching to come out. he wondered why you were dragging him out of his dorm at 10am and was not that surprised when you led him all the way to the sign up table.

“i haven’t played in ages y/n, there’s no point i’ll be no good” you scoff taking him by surprise, in reality he was dying to sign his name on that piece of paper but his nerves wouldn’t allow him to do it. he didn’t wanna get out there and make a fool of himself, everyone already had certain thoughts about him and he didn’t wanna add ‘shit football player’ to there list of reasons to talk about him

“i know you want to and who cares if you haven’t played in a while? it’s not the fucking pros, iam signing you up” you conclude before leaning down to the table and picking up a pen but he rushed to snatch the pen from your grip

“okay okay wait!” he rushes out and you look up to him, waiting for him to speak “fine, i will go to try out if… you show me that painting you did last week” there’s a moment of silence as you contemplate this, ultimately you just wanted to see him back out there.

“ok” you sigh “sign your stupid name and i’ll show you when you’re finished with try outs” smiling jungkook scribbles his name and student number on this sheet before placing the pen down and looking back at you, seeing such a genuine smile on your lips- his heart skips a beat making him let out a shaky breath.

“ok breakfast time” he gets out quickly before brushing past you and heading off. you move your feet quickly to catch up with him and the volunteer watches the pair of you before looking away.

“he’s so in love with her” he mentions to his friend sat beside him who nods in agreement. once you catch up to him you pat his back making him look down to you

“thank you for signing up, i know it was properly nerve racking. you’re gonna do great i promise and i’ll be there watching” he didn’t like the way his heart rate raised slightly with excitement at the thought of you coming to watch.

“well thank you for pushing me, i guess iam nervous” he lets out as the pair of you walk onto the campus cafe.

“it’s ok to be nervous actually it’s a good thing” you say as the pair of you sit at a table close to the big windows overlooking the campus

“really?” he questions, sitting opposite you

“of course, look when i came back you didn’t have your little spark that made you- you. to see you have these feelings for the game again, it’s just nice to see” for a moment he just lets your words process, how you let out such nice words so easily took the air out of his lungs.

“hey buddy long time no see!” looking up he sees namjoon with a grin and jin by his side walking over to the table and gets up with a smile to greet them

“what’s up guys?” he says before looking back over to you “oh this is y/n, y/n these are my friends namjoon and jin” he introduces and you stand, giving each a friendly hug before you all sit back down

“wow so you’re the guys who took over my babysitting?” you joke making them laugh and jungkook roll his eyes at you

“it’s nice to finally meet you, jungkook never shut up about-” jin jumps slightly feeling jungkook’s foot meet his knee under the table making him scowl at the younger one

“you know it’s so nice to see jungkook happy again. i noticed your name on the football sign up sheet, good for you man” namjoon says, a proud hand patting jungkook on his shoulder making you smile fondly. you couldn’t help the warm feeling that brewed up watching him talk to his friends about getting back on the field.

“well we’ll be there to cheer you on buddy” jin says and you don’t fail to notice the smile that is planted on jungkooks face

“come on guys it’s only try outs” he try’s to dismiss but no one at the table lets him

“and you’re gonna be the best there, and we will be there to see it” you grab his hand momentarily that rested upon the table and namjoon and jin share a look, fighting the smirks they wanted to let out

“well we better be going, nice to meet you y/n and jungkook- see you out on the field” namjoon says before him and jin get up to leave the cafe.

it was try out day and jungkook couldn’t fight the nerves that were bubbling in his stomach as he walked with his duffle bag to the field. sure, it wasn’t a proper game but he couldn’t fight the feeling that he was just gonna mess the whole thing up and look stupid.

“you look like you’re gonna shit your guts out” he jumped at the sudden voice beside him and looked to find your grin

“gee thanks y/n” you chuckle before grabbing his upper arm to stops his movement

“you’re gonna be great ok? there’s loads of guys out there that have properly never played before and just wanted to try a new club. you’re not going to look stupid, i promise” smiling at you he nods, he wanted to reply with words but he couldn’t pull any together to truly show his gratitude for just how wonderful you’ve been since you came back. In just over a month now he managed to not attended any parties, get his grades up and get back on field. He knew you were the sole reason for all of this, but he just didn’t know how to thank you properly.

“there he is, football coaches wet dream!” jimin yells from quite a distance, making people turn there heads which made jungkook’s cheeks burn up ever so slightly as all his friends made there way to him and you

“really? you’re all here? it’s just try out guys this is embarrassing” jungkook whines making you chuckle and hoseok gasps sarcastically placing his palm over his chest

“we are not embarrassing you little shit- we’re supportive” he concludes before patting jungkook on his back “now you go warm up, the guys are already on the field. we will take care of y/n” jungkook glances at you for a moment and you nod affirmation that it’s fine

“have fun” you smile “iam off to get some embarrassing stories from your friends” rolling his eyes, jungkook walks off onto the field while you walk off with all six of his close friends, remembering he clearly classed his roommate as friend you grew confused as to why he wasn’t here “jungkook mentioned that he had roommate who is his friend but doesn’t see often. why isn’t he here?” you notice them all share silent looks between themselves as if having a telepathic conversation with on another.

“well um, his roommate isn’t the greatest of friends he could have. just wants jungkook to get laid all the time, thinks it’s the greatest fucking thing ever.” yoongi grumbles out the you all take seats just off the field. you frown at this but don’t have time to add some follow up questions

“y/n he doesn’t actually care about jungkook in any other way. in fact, since jungkook hasn’t gone to any parities with him for while, he’s basically dropped him” taehyung goes onto explain and you take a moment to process. maybe that’s why jungkook said he never saw him often? if all this roommate cared about was partying and sex, then he definitely would be avoiding jungkook at this point in time.

“what a fucking prick” you mutter out and the guys are thrown off slightly before laughing. in all honestly half of them have never met you and they knew just how much you meant to jungkook. they didn’t wanna risk telling you anything that he didn’t want you to know, but with the way you’re talking and so easily taking his side- you’d definitely fit in well

“oh he is, in all honesty we reckon that he just got close to him in the first place because he was jealous of him. i mean, everyone was talking about jungkook when he started- they completely loved him” namjoon explained and this had you thinking. jungkook had such a bad time because of those stupid rumours and he was actually loved at first by everyone? it must have been hard for him to know who actually wanted to be friends and who just wanted to say they knew him.

“well at least he has all of you guys, i can tell how much you love him” the all smile fondly at you before a loud whistles blows making you all turn your attention to the field

“he has you too now, we you love him just as much” jimin says nicely before turning to try and spit jungkook on the field.

an hour later and all of you rushed over to jungkook as the coach dismisses everyone. “you were great out there! it’s like you never left man” namjoon slings an arm around jungkook as the younger drinks a hefty amount out his water bottle, panting in between sips

“my stamina is so fucking bad now” you lean up on your toes slightly and slap the back of his head, not too hard making jump and whip to face you

“stop being so hard on yourself and take the compliment” the boys chuckle at the scene in front of them

“i like her, let’s keep her” jin let’s out making you smile while jungkook gathers his things up before slinging his bag over his shoulders before you all begin walking off together.

“how about we all grab a bite to eat?” you suggest and you never thought a simple sentence would get six guys so fired up in an instance. they all muttered between them about what to eat and where to go- it sparked quite a little debate. while they all discussed jungkook pulls you back behind them a little and you look to him.

“do you really think i did okay out there? i wasn’t to rusty? didn’t do anything stupid?” if he didn’t seem so evidently worried you would’ve slapped him again but you knew it wasn’t time to be messing around

“jungkook you were really good, i know it was just simple practices and all but you really shined out there.” he smiles at you and seems to go to say something else but someone else get ahead of him

“we’re getting pizza losers come on” jimin shouts from the little distance that was created between the pair of you and the group.

“you know you still haven’t shown me you’re painting?” a week after try outs your were sat opposite jungkook on your bed . both of your legs cross crossed. it had been a couple hours since he first arrived, the time filled with different youtube videos, snacks and games. the current form of entertainment, uno

“i was hoping you wouldn’t remember” you mutter as you place a green five onto of the pile in-between the pair of you

“what is with you not wanting to show me? you are good at art, always have been. you took all of those classes” jungkook says as he places down a green seven onto the pile and you shrug, it wasn’t about the quality of the painting more of the meaning

“ugh okay fine” you say before placing your cards face down on your bed before getting up “don’t look at my cards” you point a finger in his direction and he laughs before you turn and begin to rummage your desk drawers. grabbing it from the back you close the drawer back up and turn back to him, eyes meeting his clearly excited face. “look away” you say handing it to him, facing down. he smiles as flips it as you sit back down, his face was hard to read but jungkook was stunned as his eyes met an outline portrait of his own face made of an array of bright colours with a couple of paint splashes on the edges of the canvas. but right where his pupils should be, we’re little stars. “i was going to give it to you in a couple months time, you know when you got your little spark back and fell back in love with the small things in life again. but after seeing you at tryouts i don’t mind giving it to you now”

you’re explanation floored him, he felt his heart tighten in his chest. he knew he had good friends but no one had ever done something so… so thoughtful.

“y/n this is, this great i love it. thank you”

“well you’re very welcome, now back to business” you place one of your two cards down onto the deck, a green two “uno!” you exclaim with one card left in your hand.

“hm, don’t get too excited” jungkook let’s out before placing a plus two card onto the deck making you groan in turn making him laugh. picking up two from the spare pile you look at the three you having while jungkook decides his next move

“can i ask you something?”

“you just did” rolling you’re eyes at him you watch as he shifts through his couple of cards and you decide to continue

“how come you stopped going to the campus parties?” the question took him back, he hadn’t really thought much about partying since you came back into his life- finding a night with you way more fun then any party he’s attended here

“no reason really. i wanted to stop a while back, just lost interest. all they really involved was taeyong bringing girls to me and trying to hook me up, i grew bored of it” you nod at this as jungkook places down a colour card and say a quick ‘yellow’.

“and he’s your roommate right?” he nods to this and you take a moment to look at your cards before placing a yellow one onto the pile. “iam guessing he isn’t happy with your lack of attendance?” you ask but it comes across as more of a statement then a question

“yeah, he’s been moping around the dorm whenever i see him. although last week he stopped speaking to me all together” you raise your eyebrows slightly in shock at this, sure he could miss his friend and roommate attending parties with him. but to stop speaking to him at all because of it? that seemed a bit extreme

“does that upset you?” jungkook shrugged at this, before placing a yellow eight onto the ever growing pile in the middle of the pair of you, leaving him with three cards in his hands.

“not really, we weren’t exactly close to begin with. plus i have you and the guys, more then enough for me” you were happy to here this, honestly you didn’t want your return to ruin any existing friends he already had. placing down a green eight you claim uno once again as you you were back one card

“for fuck sake i changed the colour for a reason” he grumbles making you laugh as he picks up three cards from the untouched deck before managing to place a green five onto the deck

“well i changed it back for a reason too” you say before slamming down a pick up four, the last card in your hand “i win!”

“how nice of you to separate from your mrs’ to join us” jungkook glares at taehyung’s comment, but didn’t miss the beat his heart took at you being called his. well that’s new. he chose to ignore it

“don’t make me regret joining you” he grumbles as he plants himself on the grass, in the circle all the boys had created.

“stop teasing him” namjoon says in his defence and jungkook gives a smile as appreciation

“and stop ass kissing so you can be the best man at their wedding” another beat was skipped in his heart at taehyung’s words and it was beginning to annoy him, his heart shouldn’t be so responsive about a joke of him marrying his best friend.

“i will be the best man so no one get your hopes up” jimin joins in and everyone laughs, not jungkook though- he takes a deep breath.

“where is y/n today?” hoseok asks and all eyes go to jungkook

“she’s at a lecture right now” he mumbles, hoping the subject of you would change so his heart would stop beat so damn fast

“will she join us after?” yoongi’s question didnt aide the hoped for subject change jungkook was wanting.

“should be ending now, could ask her if you want” jungkook suggests, he was going to ask to see you today anyway, as he did everyday

“i actually have plans with her today” jungkook’s head shoots to taehyung, he what? his shock was apparently evident because his friend explains “bumped into her the other day, she takes english like me so gonna help her study, we’re going to that diner down the road” he shrugs as jungkook remains silent, sounds a lot like a study date to him- he didn’t like it. he wasn’t too sure why he didn’t like it, but he just didn’t.

“not you stealing his wife” jimin mutters, an attempt at a joke but the death stare he received from jungkook made his smile drop.

“hi guys!” a voice struck through the awkward tension and all heads turn to you coming towards them. everyone gives a small greeting but jungkook remains silent, but gives you a smile. how could he not as you squeeze yourself next to him in the circle, looking ever so pretty

pretty?

his smile dropped at his thoughts, his gazed dropped to your hand on his thigh as you dropped next to him- using it to stable yourself. his heartbeat picked up, his cheeks flushed, his mind raced. his friends began to chatter around him but he couldn’t hear a word, he knew now, knew that he liked you- more then a friend and thought terrified him. a thousand scenarios played in his imagination at once;

you finding out and never talking to him again

him confessing and you laughing in his face and never talking to him again

you finding out and dropping him with no further explanation and never talking to him again

him confessing and-

“jungkook you listening?” your voice pulls his attention and he looks at you, why were you so fucking pretty?

“he definitely wasn’t listening” hoseok laughs as does everyone else but he doesn’t, he feels sick. the look of concern on your face doesn’t help either, god you were always so thoughtful.

“i-i need to go do something” he mumbles quickly before standing and walking off, but it seemed he just couldn’t escape you, as you were not on his trail as he walked into the nearest building

“hey jungkook, what’s wrong?” he didn’t stop, no he picked up his pace breathing hard while looking “careful!” he didn’t have time to register anything before you had him pushed up against a wall, hands on his waist, body pushed up against him. a flock of students rushed past them as you held him, almost protecting him as they ran by. his breathe got caught in his throat as he looked down at you just as you turned your head and looked up at him. jungkook became hyper aware of your body against his and your hands tight on his sides, his thin shirt the only thing in between them and his skin. slowly, you pulled away and he let out a heavy sigh before pushing himself off the wall, you were still too close.

“i- uh”

“spill, you’re acting weird” he couldn’t get any words out, he tried but his mind couldn’t come up with anything and an uncomfortable silence grew thick.

“oh god i don’t want to talk about that lame excuse for a man, can’t believe i have to deal with him as a roommate” a familiar voice came from nearby and jungkook lifts his head and spots taeyong coming down the hallway. you followed his gaze before turning back

“is that your roommate?” jungkook does nothing but nod, still processing the words he heard from the boys mouth. suddenly he’s being pushed into a nearby door and into a tiny cupboard before you join him. there was barely space for a mop in it and he blushed as you squeezed in front of him, your ass pressing against his front. you closed the door just in time as taeyong stood in front of it, there were small slits in the door meaning you could hear clearly and see most of the outside.

“y/n what”

“shh” you whisper quietly and lean forward to hear better, only making your ass press into the blushing boy even more and he couldn’t even retreat anywhere.

“man i can’t believe you started those rumours about him and he still doesn’t know it was you” jungkook’s eyes widen slightly and you return the look as you turn your head to him before turning back to listen

“still thinks it was that girl he hooked up with the first time.” taeyong scoffs before continuing “he should be thanking me though, gave him ass on tap” you rolled your eyes at this but jungkook remained frozen, his roommate spread those rumours about him? he’s the reason no girl on campus wanted anything serious with him?

“mate you only did that because people started to like him more than you”

“yeah well now they think he hates relationships and think girls are nothing more then a good fuck, i made sure of it” with that the voices faded and you slowly opened the door before stepping out but jungkook remained stood.

“let’s go jungkook” you spoke softly but the look on your face screamed that you were furious. slowly he steps out and you close the door behind him “how fucking dare he, what kind of person does something like that? we’re going straight to the school board and we’re reporting his ass”

“y/n, i don’t want to think about this right now. can we just, go do something?” your heart broke, he sounded so hurt so betrayed and it pained you to see it. the whole ordeal made jungkook push his new feelings aside, he just needed your company right now.

“iam moving dorms” they were the first words jungkook had spoken to taeyong for a long time. he thought his roommate was just being dramatic and ignoring him for ditching parties, but he was wrong. without jungkook’s attendance he couldn’t push girls in his direction and buff up his made up stories. it only took a couple of days for his request to switch to be accepted and he was glad for it because every time he saw taeyongs face he just wanted to bash the living shit out of him

“woah what you talking about buddy?” jungkook’s eye twitched at the audacity of him, how two faced could one person be?

“iam not your buddy” taeyongs facarde dropped slightly, his fake smile turning into a frown. “don’t ever come anywhere near me again, or i swear to god i will beat the fuck out of you”

“what the fuck is your problem?” jungkook’s patience was running very thin with each word that came out of the mans mouth. he had his days of being sad and now he was just angry.

“hm let’s have a think, what could possibly be my problem with you?” he mocks thinking as taeyong just stares at him, jaw locked “oh i know, maybes it’s you talking behind my fucking back and ruining my reputation” shock spilled across his ex roommates face but jungkook was finished with this conversation, he walked l to his room to pack up his things- empty boxes already there waiting to be filled. but taeyong didn’t seem to be finished as he followed him

“so what i said some things about you? gave you some good lays didn’t i?” jungkook closed his he’s momentarily in frustration at the man speaking behind him. god how did he stand him for this long? calling human women lays? was he always this infuriating? “not my fault that slag came into your life and cockblocked you” jungkook’s back straightens. his hands turn into fists.

“get the fuck away from me, and keep her name out of your mouth” he gets out through gritted teeth not turning to face the the man because he didn’t think he could hold back if he looked at him. taeyong mocks a laugh

“how good is that fucking pussy for you to be whipped so badly?” he whipped around and before he knew what he was doing his fist connected to taeyong’s face making him stumble backwards, his had flew to his cheek before he chuckled with no humour behind it. he lunged forward at jungkook and the two began to throw punches, knocking things over in the room as they did so. taeyong grabs jungkook by his shirt “you think you’re so fucking perfect don’t you! you’re so pathetic!” jungkook grips his shoulders, shoving him off before pushing him again making taeyong stumble into a desk making everything on it tumble to the ground, including the painting you had done of him making loud several bangs. breathing hard as he looks at the fallen painting, he exits the rooms in a hast, face hurting and blood trickling down his cheeks. he was sure he’d ended up killing the guy if he carried on so left making sure to slam the door behind him and heading straight across campus with one place in mind. he ignores all the stares thrown his way from other students as he stomps into the girls dormitory and straight to your door. he knocks a couple times before you open the door

“jungkook oh my god!” he manages a smile at your shock before he’s pulled in by you and lead straight to your room “sit” you order and he listens, planting himself on your bed immediately. you leave momentarily before returning with a small first aid box in your hands and sit next to him. opening your supplies instantly. “you look awful” he lets out a laugh before wincing, the cut on his lip stinging. you put some liquid onto a cotton swab before gently gripping his face, turning him to look at you. he takes a sharp intake of breath as you dab the swab onto his lip but as you continue he just stares at you. blinking slowly he takes you in, pyjama shorts tight on your thighs and crop top snug on your torso.

he thinks as you work on his face, about the blind date you went on, about your speech declaring to help him bring his sparkle back, to your painting you did of him. every single moment since you came back was dedicated to him, to helping him enjoy everything he fell out of love with since you’d left. football, painting everything you did was to help him fall back in love with the life he lost when you went away, but he realised something in that moment as he watched you wipe cream onto his wounds. it wasn’t those things that he was in love with, it was you. he didn’t love playing football, he loved seeing you cheer for him on the sidelines. it wasn’t painting that he loved, it was you painting beside him that he loved. you cared for him, you listened to him, you wanted his opinion. jungkook realised in that single moment that everything that made him feel alive ever since he was a kid, all came back to you and suddenly his feelings didn’t scare him like they did before, they ignited something in him. they ignited want and desire but also a feeling of warmth and peace.

it happened in the blink of an eye, he leant down and smashed his lips into yours, hand coming up to hold the back of your head- fingers threading through your hair. you dropped the swab, hand fumbling on the bed making the tin fall to the ground, the contents spilling onto the floor. jungkook pulls back slightly, lips still hovering over yours and you could feel his breath.

“iam sorry i-” you didn’t let him finish, leaning forward planting your lips on his again in a rushed motion making him groan. his hand reaches down, gripping your thigh before lifting you onto his lap without breaking the kiss. you gently bite onto his bottom lip making him gasp from the slight sting of his cut but also the feeling of your teeth digging into him which allowed you to stick your tongue into his mouth. his hands moved up your thighs before grazing your ass then trailed up gripping your waist, pulling you into him harder. his touch set your skin alive in a phantom burning sensation making you grind into him, his head falls back breaking the kiss and he whines quietly at your movement. and it was the best fucking noise you have ever heard. your lips move to his neck making him fall back on the bed and you follow him, attacking the spot underneath his ear “fuck, y/n” he whispers and you have to suppress a groan that’s bubbling in your throat. his grip tightens on your waist, and you feel how hard he is underneath you, you’re shorts not creating much of a barrier. you’re satisfied with the mark you leave behind, knowing you’ve wanted nothing more then to claim this man ever since you were teenagers. licking a strip from the base of his neck to the mark beneath his ear he shivers and you immediately go back to his lips before he leans his head into your bed

“this was not one of the scenarios that i thought about happening” he pants and you chuckle at him

“you’ve made up scenarios about this?” he suddenly groans in embarrassment

“i shouldn’t have said that”

“what if i said i made up scenarios too?” you ask and his eyes snap to yours “so many times” you lean and whisper directly into his ear and he moans “always thought about this, you under me, me under you. but with less clothes” jungkook’s sighs before you’re suddenly flipped over making you gasp as he lies between your legs.

“if you don’t shut that pretty mouth of yours iam gonna come before any of our clothes are off”

waking up with the sunlight hitting his face, jungkook groans as his eyes flutter open. he’s confused for a second as his surroundings isn’t his dorm but he instantly smiles when he remembers where he is. turning over his eyes meet you, blankets wrapped around you as you face his direction. you were still asleep, hair sprawled on the pillow, sighing he runs his hand on your waist before it moves to your back. you sigh in your sleep before shuffling into his direction, his arms instantly go to hug you into him and your arm goes over his waist making his heart leap. he felt the happiest he’s been since you left, this was the best outcome he could’ve asked for. jungkook had no idea where the confidence came from to kiss you last night, he just couldn’t hold it back now he knew his true feelings. his attention drew to you as he felt you stir awake, looking down your eyes open slowly.

“morning” he mumbles and you sigh before moving onto your back to stretch

“good morning” you let out before yawing and coming back to cuddle into him, making his heart flutter

“i guess we should talk about last night”

“sorry, don’t want to date just wanted to see if the rumours were true” jungkook leans away to look at you but kept his arms around your body “kidding” you say before running your hands down his chest

“you’re so mean” he grumbles making you laugh as you move your hands to his neck, pulling him back to you. he moves down and snuggles his head into you neck, allowing you to cuddle him as you run your fingers through his hair making his eyes close

“isn’t it weird that this doesn’t feel weird?” you ask making him grin. he agreed, nothing about this felt wrong it felt so right.

“iam just going to count everything before this as foreplay” you laugh at this and jungkook joins you

“that was some interesting foreplay” sighing you drop your hand to his shoulder but quickly jungkook grabs your hand and brings it back to his hair, smiling you continue playing with it “so what do you want now? for us i mean?” you were worried about the response, you couldn’t help it. you knew exactly what you wanted from this but you weren’t too sure about jungkook

“isn’t it obvious? iam obsessed with you y/n, iam annoyed i didn’t realise it sooner” your eyes widen at the information but he doesn’t stop “no one has ever meant as much to me as you do, everything you’ve tried to make me love again since you’ve been back doesn’t amount to you. i can’t believe i’ve never noticed it before, my life went to shit went we fell out of contact and it instantly got better when you came back. i need you in my life y/n, i really don’t know what i would do if you wasn’t” your breathing stilled momentarily, you heartbeat heavy. god you felt the exact same way, your life abroad was boring and empty without him. it was the main reason you came back with your parents when they said they were returning

“jungkook, i feel the same about you. you’re one of the most interesting people i’ve ever met. you deserve so much and there isn’t one day that goes by where i wouldn’t drop everything for you” his chest tightened, why had it take them so fucking long to get to this point? he didn’t know but now you were at that point and he was sure that he was never going to let you slip from him again.

jungkook smiled as you walked hand in hand to the greenery on campus to meet with the rest of the boys.

“oh my god it’s happening” taehyung gasps, holding his hand over his heart making you laugh as jungkook sits down and pulls you to sit between his legs. the whole group began clapping making you hide behind your hands but jungkook simply laughed, although a red tint did rise on his cheeks. after they’re done yoongi holds out some money in taehyung’s direction and he happily takes it, making everyone look at them

“did you bet on them getting together?” namjoon asks and yoongi nods making jungkook roll his eyes

“i said by the end of the year, he said by two months. i didn’t count on his shy ass actually making a move” yoongi explains making you chuckle but you stop when you see the other boys begin to swap money between them

“you all fucking bet on us?” you ask in disbelief and they all shrugged with smiles on their faces.

“you’re all horrible friends” jungkook mumbles but that only makes them smile more.

“we’re the best, and in fact i was the one who set you two up on that blind date. you probably wouldn’t even know you went to the same college if it wasn’t for me” hoseok says smugly but you making a noise making everyone turn to you and jungkook look down at you from behind

“y/n?” he asks and you smile

“actually i saw you at a party before the date. i was pretty sure it was you but i wasn’t too sure, i kept staring at you, probably looked creepy as fuck” you chuckle at the memory but jungkook furrows his eyebrows in thought, but jimin beat him to it

“yes i remember! that was you?”

“you saw me?” you asked, horrified you had been caught out

“it was pretty obvious you just stood there staring at him” he laughs and you groan, leaning back into jungkook who’s arms wrap around your front

“i can’t believe that was you, if only i turned around” he thinks out loud as everyone else begins to chat separately.

“i kind of prefer the way we met again, it was unexpected. makes for a good story, almost as if it was fate” jungkook never thought he believed in fate but right now, he just might. and as he looked around at all of his friends, and new girlfriend, laughing with each other he felt content. sure he had fallen back in love with all the little things he used to, but more importantly he realised he loved you all those years ago- and he fell right back in love the moment you turned around in front of that music building when he saw for the first time again.

[luvyeni]

—｛🎂｝... LUVYENI'S; MAIN MASTERLIST PT.2 !

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—｛🍰｝... STRAY KIDS !

BANG CHAN

hair tie drabble (m)

LEE KNOW

CHANGBIN

needy (m)

HYUNJIN

HAN JISUNG

for your pleaser (m)

FELIX

SEUNGMIN

JEONGIN

staying in bed (m)

don't mind (m)

make it up to you (m)

prove it (m)

DIFFERENT/ALL MEMBERS

sleep over changlix (m)

ranking places you guys had sex (text)(m)

SERIES

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—｛🍰｝... ENHYPEN !

JUNGWON

waking up with you (f)(s)

HEESEUNG

butterfly garden (m)

backseat loving (m)

jersey (m)

when he's in the mood (m)

JAY

my favorite girl (m)(f)

JAKE

mad at me (m)

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plug sunghoon drabble (m)

SUNOO

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NI-KI

DIFFERENT/ALL MEMBERS

seeing you in your bra w/ hung line (m)

ranking places you guys had sex (text)(m)

vibrating panties w/ 02z liner (m)

SERIES

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—｛🍰｝... TOMORROW X TOGETHER !

SOOBIN

YEONJUN

BEOMGYU

TAEHYUN

HUENING KAI

DIFFERENT/ALL MEMBERS

SERIES

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— ｛🍰｝... NCT DREAM !

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ranking places you guys had sex (text)(m)

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camera ready 00' liner series (m)(f)(a)

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—｛🍰｝... NCT 127 !

TAEYONG

TAEIL

JOHNNY

wash day (m)

YUTA

DOYOUNG

JAEHYUN

JUNGWOO

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[luv3rx]

" Patience "

─ LEE TAEYONG X F!READER ♡

─ Taeyong fucks you after getting distracted by you while working on his mini album˚◞♡

─ 1.7k words

─ Smut, dom!Tae, Sub!reader, artist bf!Tae, praises, pet names(Baby and princess), choking, slight rough sex, slight breeding kink?, Unprotected sex.

─ A/n: IM DEFINITELY HAVING THS ALBUM ON REPEAT. ITS LITERALLY SO FIRE. Plus the concept photos literally have me on my knees for this man. Maybe This is just a little drabble. I was writing this at 3-4 am so I was tired asf. this is my first ever smut so please tell me if I did well or better. I enjoy feedback.

Taeyong 🔛🔝

Taeyong was really hyped about his new album. that's all he would talk about. He would constantly show the lyrics he worked on or would let you listen to the beats.

He would take you with him to every concept photoshoot and let you take some pictures of your own. He enjoys when you show support of his passion and excitement. He always tells your support makes him want to work harder and push himself as far as he can.

Of course he does try and make time for you in between. He wouldn't want to ever leave you out. You were the only thing keeping him moving and giving him motivation.

You were his antidote to keep him pushing and you were all the feedback he needed. No one else's opinion mattered except yours. If you liked it he would continue and if you find like it he would instantly scrap it.

He would constantly insist in using your voice for ad-libs but you would always deny and say you wouldn't want to hear your voice in a song when you already hear it enough. He was very upset about it but did didn't want to push you so he just decided to pay someone else to do itm

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“Babyyy! How much longer are you gonna work?! Im bored..” You complained sitting in the lounge chair behind Taeyong in his studio as he was working on another one of his songs for his album.

He was instinctively focused. He hadn't looked away from his computer screen yet. He could hear you whining behind him from one ear being uncovered by the headphones he wore on his head.

“Im almost finished. Just maybe a few more things I have to do. Be patient for me, baby.” He pleaded because your whining was making him want to just quit was doing and go to you but this album was something he had been striving for awhile now. He needed to get it finished, now or never.

“But it feels like we've been in here for hours and I need you..!” you whine even louder stretching yourself out on the lounge chair. You layed your head on the arm of the chair and groaned as he ignored you.

You sit up and watch him glare at you through the glass of the studio mic room. You glare right back him and roll your eyes. You would have been on your phone but he told you to leave it home so you could watch him work and motivate him but that backfired. You sigh heavily and decide to leave. You picked up your shoulder bag and heading towards studio door but the call of your name from Taeyong cause you to turn back around.

“Baby don't leave yet.. I need you.. I can't focus without you..” he implied as he finally removes his focus from the computer and towards you. He fully removed the headphones on his head. He put on his best begging face. He deep down did need you to focus but he also wanted you to just be near him.

“Well your more focused on that stupid computer. i think you need it more than me.. but I guess I'll stay.” You pout and sigh as you walk back over to the lounge chair but Taeyong calls out to you again.

“Dont say that ever and No, don't sit there. C'mere and sit on my lap, since you need me so bad.” He backs his up his chair and pats his lap for to come sit. He was in desperate need to be close to you right now. He was more desperate to be finished and be able to be with you too but he didn't wanna rush. This was an important project for him.

You hesitantly sat on his lap and he instantly wrapped his arms around your waist and held you for a bit. He took in the scent of your perfume and groaned.

“You always smell so good baby. Your making me crave you more.” He whined burying his face in the crook of your neck. His hands held on to your waist as he continued to take in your perfumes scent. He would be lying straight through his teeth if he'd say that this wasn't slightly turning him on.

He was finally able to push away his dirty thoughts and instantly got back to work. You on the other hand was needy for him to touch you and fuck so you decide to tease his a bit. You would slightly just rub yourself against him, to hopefully distract him.

You were slightly shifting on his lap and eyed even his slight movements. Taeyong was clearly unaware of what was going on your head but when you began to rub against he felt his breathe hitch in his throat. His hands stopped moving along his computer. His whole body pretty much came to a halt.

He tried to hold back any lewd sounds that was tempted to slip out. His breathes were shallow as he tried to keep himself focus and ignore any sexual frustration that was getting pent up right now.

“Y/n. Stop and sit still for me. Your driving me crazy right now..” He hissed. Both of his hands instantly went to hold your hips, his nails digging harshly into your hips. He head was hidden in the crook of your neck. You could feel his warm breath against your neck.

“But, Tae.. I need you baby.. really bad..” You whined. Rocking down against him again. His nails dug deeper into your hips as he breathes became more shallow. That's when you felt it. His hardened dick was poking against your covered cunt. He smirked at your sudden mood change when you felt him against you.

“Why so quiet now, baby? You were very vocal about how you wanted me so bad. I'll give you just what you want.” He started kissing your neck and grinding against you. He was mesmerized by the moans and whimpers that left you. It only made him want you more. He was quick to slide his hands up your skirt and rub your inner thigh, he wanted to tease you and make you beg for it.

His hand went higher up your inner thigh just close enough to your cunt. He looked up at you with his lustful gaze. He needed you badly and this was making his just as needy as you. 'Fuck it.' he thought to himself before pushing your panties to the sides and sliding 2 fingers between your folds, collecting your slick. He hummed and sucked your slick in his fingers, groaning.

“I would let you sit on my face but fuckk I'm absolutely do needy to feel that pussy around my cock.” He backs up his chair and makes you stand as he slides down his shorts. His dick immediately springs out from him not wearing boxers. He hissed from the feeling of his dick finally being free from it's containment. He stroked his dick a few times before motioning for you to cmere. He made you hover just above his dick and looked up at you with a big dough eyes.

“Tae please just fuck me..!” You whined slightly sinking down on his dick. You didn't really have to tell him twice. He instantly slammed himself into you. He didn't even give you enough time to adjust as he was instantly fucking in n out of you. He had wrapped his arms around your waist and had his face buried between your chest.

You bounced against him trying to match his utterly fast thrust but failed miserably as he was fucking you like an wolf in heat. He was drowning in your moans, Turning him on more. He was completely ignoring your pleas for him to slow down. He was to lost in his own thoughts and he wasn't gonna stop until your leaking with his cum.

“T-Tae, I'm gonna cum! Don't stop..” You begged. He instantly stopped and pulled out of you. You whined at the feeling of your orgasm being denied and the feeling of being empty.

“What are you-” “Just changing positions, princess.”. He replied after cutting you off. He picked you up and brought you over to the lounge chair and layed you out on your bag with you legs spread. He instantly slipped back into you and started pounding into you once again. He wrapped his hand around you neck while the other held your thigh. He couldn't help but lean down and kiss you harshly. Your lips plump and soft against his.

He pulled away from the kiss and lightly squeezed tighter around your throat. He watched as his dick slipped in n out of your cunt. He smirked when he watched your eyes in the back of your head, clearly fucked out from the way he was destroying your cunt right now. His dick was hitting your cervix repeatedly from this angle.

“C-cum.. I'm gonna cum..!” was all you were able to muster out before you released along his dick. You were completely out of it. Taeyong smirked to himself, proud that he was able to fuck you out of your mind like this. His pace didn't seize just yet. He slipped out of you and quickly slipped himself back in.

You were an total wreck under him from the overstimulation. his pace slightly seized as he felt himself about to cum. He pumped in n out of you a few more times before he felt himself release his seed inside you. He let himself sit inside for a little bit before pulling out quickly and pulling your panties back over to cover your cunt. Even tho it was an amazing sight to watch is seed drip out of you but he wanted your cunt to savor it.

He fixed himself back up and sit on the couch next to you. He knew you were completely out of it and had fallen asleep so he pulled you back into his lap and held you. He wrapped his coat over your shoulders and held you close.

He had completely forgotten about the song he was working on. He was to deep in thought and to focused on you. He didn't want to wake you so he decided to head home later in the morning.

He just sat there and held you. He kissed your cheek before dozing off along with you..

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[gojosnympho]

stripper b!@#h - n. yuta

pairing: dom!yuta x sub!black!fem!reader, yuta x stripper!reader ft. johnny and taeyong

genre: smut, a bit of fluff <3, maybe some angst if you squint, pwp, non-idol!au

word count: 4.9k

content warnings: strangers to lovers, strip clubs, alcohol, lap dances, stripping, reader is bisexual, gxg kissing?, unprotected sex (he uses the pull out method), dirty talk, degradation, name calling (slut, whore), pet names (baby, baby girl, etc) praise, face sitting (f receiving), oral (m & f receiving), lil bit of impact play, squirting, multiple orgasms, mentions of an mxfxf threesome

synopsis: he falls for the prettiest stripper he’s ever seen

author’s note: this was totally just supposed to be a drabble but i got carried away 🤭 so enjoy!

it was yuta’s birthday and to celebrate, johnny and taeyong took him to the strip club in downtown seoul. they’d even rented a private section for the occasion. this wasn’t yuta’s first time at this particular strip club so when he saw you, he knew for sure you were new. he could tell by the way you leaned awkwardly against the bar standing next to one of the other girls who took care of him and his friends when he came. he made eye contact with her and waved her over in hopes she’d bring you with her, and to his relief she did.

“my three favorite boys are here!” she said cheerfully, obviously tipsy off of whatever was in the glass she held in her left hand, her right hand holding yours for your comfort.

“hi candy. who’s your friend?” johnny asked nodding to you. you were a nervous wreck, and in an attempt to calm you down candy shoved her unfinished drink in your hand and encouraged you to down the rest of it, so you did. the alcohol burned your throat and you handed the glass back to her.

“this is the new girl, cinnamon. they’ve got me showing her the ropes.” candy explained to the three men. they all nodded in response, their eyes following the curves of your scantily clad body.

“foreign.” taeyong said to candy and the other two men in korean so that you couldn’t understand. they all nodded in response. candy was korean herself, you’d wondered why they didn’t stick you with one of the other black girls.

although yuta had been eyeing you all night, this was the first time he actually drank in your appearance. you were dressed in a pink metallic bikini, a pair of clear pleaser heels, and sheer white thigh high socks. he loved the way your thick thighs peaked out over the sides of them and how sexy your body looked. your hair was a long straight ginger wig and your makeup was done so that you looked innocent. he’d wondered if that was your idea or candy’s. his money was on candy. his favorite part though, was the glitter your brown skin was covered in. it made you glow in the low light of the club.

“well we came to celebrate yuta’s birthday and you know we pay good. so why don’t you put on a nice little show for us?” johnny said, pulling a fat wad of cash from his jean’s pocket. your eyes damn near bulged out of your head at the sight. you needed that money.

you were gonna need another drink if you were gonna get through this night without blowing a gasket and you told candy as such. but before she could trudge off to the bar, the blonde man whose name you learned was yuta, held up an unopened bottle of casamigos.

“we can share this.” he said to you. you were about to decline his offer but before you could candy was pushing you toward him.

“thank you.” you said shyly, walking over to him and sitting next to him. with you this close he could smell the perfume you spritzed on yourself and it made him even more attracted to you. yuta cracked open the bottle, “tilt your head back and open your mouth.” he said. you gave him a funny look at first but ultimately followed his directions. you needed that money.

he poured a shot's worth of tequila down your throat and you swallowed like a pro, “good girl.” he praised you. you wiped the small bit that dribbled down your chin with the back of your hand while you stared at the man. he was so fine and he was the first man who didn’t make you feel uncomfortable in that degrading ass strip club.

“that’s hot.” taeyong said, taking a sip from his glass.

yuta gave you more tequila and soon the anxiety began to melt away. you felt looser now, ready to do whatever they wanted in order to get that stack johnny had sitting next to him on the couch.

“c’mere cinnie.” candy said, making grabby hands at you. you moved from your spot next to yuta, to his dismay, and walked over to where she sat next to johnny. she patted her lap, signaling you to sit there. you did. “why don’t you show my boys how good you are?” she said lowly into your ear. you could smell the alcohol on her breath but you couldn’t judge her because you were sure yours wasn’t much better.

yuta, johnny, and taeyong’s eyes were all on you. you began to roll your hips on candy’s lap, letting the music (and the alcohol) guide you. this wasn’t the first time you’d given candy a lap dance, she’d encourage you to practice on her all the time. praising you and giving your ass smacks, and giving you pointers to make your performance better.

“good job, cinnie.” candy praised you. “now why don’t you give the birthday boy some attention?” she said gesturing to yuta who was staring at you intensely. you nodded at her but before you could move off her lap, she planted a kiss on your lips, her tongue exploring your mouth. you kissed her back. this wasn’t the first time she’d kissed you either and you’d be a liar if you said you didn’t enjoy it. she pulled away first, “naughty girl.” she whispers before handing you off to yuta, who was more than happy for you to give him the same treatment you gave candy.

you sat on his lap and you started to swirl your hips on him the same way you’d done to candy. he kept his hands to himself, letting you do your thing. he let his eyes trail over every inch of your body, making sure you felt his stare.

“how old are you turning?” you asked him, wrapping your arms around his neck while you grinded down on him. he chuckled, showing you his pretty white teeth. “i’m twenty-seven today.”

you hummed in response while you continued to dance on him. “you can touch me, ya know? i don’t mind.” you grabbed his hands and placed them on your hips and yuta had to refrain from moaning. your skin was so soft. “better?” you asked him. he nodded at you.

after the song ended, you climbed off of the man. you’d noticed the one hundred dollar bill tucked in your garter. that was the biggest tip you’d ever gotten and if it wasn’t weird to hug him you would’ve.

every private section had a pole and a small stage, which is where candy had found herself while you were servicing yuta. she was spinning around on the pole and doing tricks while johnny and taeyong threw money at her. next she began to untie her bikini top and threw it at taeyong. candy was so confident when she danced, you’d hoped one day you’d be the same. you were still new to this. when the song playing over the club’s speakers ended, candy bent down to collect all the money the two men had tipped her.

“it’s your turn, cinnamon.” those simple words had anxiety threatening to creep it’s way back into your mind. before it could fully poison your brain, you took candy’s place on the stage. the three men giving their undivided attention to you. as soon as your hand touched the pole, beyoncé’s dance for you started to play over the speakers. the tequila and the way yuta was staring at you had every doubt falling out of your head as you started to dance. you were lost in the beat, twirling around the pole, and moving your body to the beat of the song.

you slid down the pole, keeping your eyes on yuta the whole time who hadn’t even tried to look away from you once since you started your routine. he sat back with his legs spread and bottle in hand. he and his friends were throwing money and praises at you while you danced. taking a page out of candy’s book, you began to untie your bikini top. you let it slide off of your body sensually and fall down onto the pile of money that had accumulated throughout the song. yuta’s eyes zeroed in on your bare chest and his already uncomfortable erection got even more uncomfortable. he was almost sure he was gonna bust in his jeans. when the song finished and you’d collected your money and bade goodbye to the three men, you headed to the locker room to count the money you’d earned tonight.

“did you have fun tonight, cinnie?” candy asked sitting down next to you.

“i did! thank you.” you said, pecking her on the cheek.

“anything for my favorite girl.” and with that she left you to continue counting your money.

nine hundred dollars. you made nine hundred dollars in one night, that’s what you made in two weeks when you were still working a nine to five. you smiled tucking the money into your bag.

it was around midnight when you were headed out of the club for the night. you traded your bikini for some jeans and a tight fitting baby t-shirt and your pleasers for a pair of sneakers. you held your bag tightly to your side while you walked through the club and outside to wait for your ride. you were mindlessly scrolling through your phone you hadn’t even noticed the man standing in front of you, you jumped in fear until you realized it was yuta.

“you scared the shit out of me! you cannot sneak up on me like that!” you scolded him.

“i’m sorry. i just wanted to say thank you for tonight.” he smiled, showing you those pretty teeth of his once again. you couldn’t help but to smile back at him, “no problem, birthday boy.”

“you know i don’t usually do this but, do you wanna go home with me?” he asked hopefully. this wasn’t the first time a customer had asked you to come home with him after a session but with yuta…it was different. he made you feel comfortable. when he noticed that you hadn’t responded he quickly shook his head, “i’m sorry i asked. i’ll leave you alone.” he was about to walk off but you grabbed his hand and pulled him back.

“i’d love to go home with you, yuta.”

yuta all but sighed in relief at your words. this time he was grabbing your hand so he could lead you to an all black suv. he opened the door for you and helped you inside and then climbed in after you. you should’ve guessed by the private section and the shit ton of money he and his friends were throwing that he was well off, but the nice car with clean black leather seats and a personal driver really took the cake.

you’d spoken too soon. when the driver stopped the car in front of a posh, expensive-looking penthouse apartment building, that’s what took the cake. yuta pulled a one hundred dollar bill from his wallet to tip his driver and then helped you out of the car. the walk to his apartment was quiet. you were anticipating what else tonight could bring and he was thinking about getting you out of your clothes.

his apartment was beautiful. the decor was breathtaking, the marble floors looked virtually brand new and the ceilings were tall. you looked around in awe, taking in everything.

“i can take your bag for you.” he said, holding his hand out to take your pink duffle bag for you. usually you didn’t let anybody touch your bag but you doubted he’d steal from you when he had all of this. you handed him the bag and he placed it in the closet by his front door. “do you want a drink?” he asked.

“what do you have?” he grabbed your hand to take you to the mini bar in his living room. he opened the cabinet to take inventory of what he had before answering. “hmm, do you like dark liquor?”

“not really but i’ll drink it.” you replied to him. he grabbed a half finished bottle of some expensive dark liquor you’d never even heard of and two glasses. he wasn’t gonna pour it in your mouth this time, you noted.

“ice?” he questioned. you nodded in response.

after he made your drinks you both took a seat on his couch while you drank and talked.

“why’d you come all the way to korea? if you don’t mind me asking.”

“no, it’s okay. i actually moved here originally for school but some shit happened so i had to withdraw. i worked at some other places and now i’m stripping.” you explained to him.

“do you enjoy it?” he asked you curiously.

“living here or taking off my clothes for money?” he laughed at your words before answering, “both i guess.”

“it’s not that bad, honestly. living here is definitely different from the states. the stares took a bit getting used to. as for stripping? yes i do enjoy it. it keeps the bills paid and it’s fun!”

yuta just hummed in response before taking another sip of his drink. you couldn’t get over how perfect he seemed. rich, handsome, and charming. you were gonna ask him about himself but when you looked over he was staring directly at you. you felt your skin heat up and yuta smiled knowingly at you.

“you’re so gorgeous.” he said, reaching out to brush your hair out of your face. you almost melted. of course people complimented you all the time but this one felt genuine.

“thank you.” you breathed out

it was like a chain reaction. he complimented you, you were on his lap, and then you were kissing him. he wasn’t hesitant to touch your body this time. he was rubbing his hands everywhere they could reach. your sides, your hips, your ass, your thighs.

“let’s go upstairs.” he said against your lips. you didn’t want the kiss or his hands on your body to cease for even a second but you nodded. to your surprise, yuta scooped you up like you weighed nothing and carried you to his room. once inside, he dropped you on his king sized bed and admired the way you were laid out so prettily for him. “i’m gonna undress you, okay baby?” you nodded once again.

he started with your sneakers pulling them off and throwing them somewhere in the room. then he moved up your body to unbutton and unzip your jeans. he pulled the denim down your legs and threw them to join your shoes. he caressed your thighs softly drawing a mewl from your lips. he moved up your body once more and took off your t-shirt and threw that as well. because he was kind enough to undress you, you did the same to him, pulling his t-shirt and his pants off. now you sat in front of each other half naked: you in your bra and panties, him in his calvin klein briefs.

you wasted no time pressing your lips back to his and climbing back onto his lap. you slipped your tongue in his mouth moaning at the taste of him. he moaned in return, gripping your ass cheeks in his large palms and then bringing a hand down to leave a smack on your cheek. you rutted against him at the feeling hoping he’d get the hint that you wanted him to do it again, so he did. he landed a smack on the other cheek, smiling against your lips at the noises that managed to slip past them. you pulled away from the kiss and pushed him back on his bed.

“why did you wanna take me home and not candy?” you asked the blonde male you were sitting atop of as you traced teasing circles on his chest with your acrylic nail.

“because she’s not you.” he said.

“no? stripper bitches ain’t just all the same to you?” you joked but yuta frowned at your words. you were special and he knew that from just a few hours of getting to know you.

“you’re different.” he replied, sincerity prominent in his tone.

instead of responding you dipped down to place a kiss on his lips. after you pulled away, you reached behind you to unclip your bra, you dropped it off the bed to join the pile of clothes you and yuta created.

“come sit on my face.” he said grabbing the backs of your thighs and pulling you up his body until you were straddling his face. “sit down and stop playing with me.” he complained, pulling you down on his face. you felt his warm breath fan across your panty-covered pussy and you moaned slightly at the feeling. yuta stuck his tongue out and licked a long stripe over the fabric of your panties. you sucked in a breath, the friction from the fabric making the pleasure feel a little more intense. he did it again and you whined, reaching down to grip his hair. you began to rock your hips on his face, your clit bumping deliciously against his nose at every movement. yuta, who was tired of teasing and needed to taste your pussy for real, pulled the spit and arousal soaked panties out of the way to reveal your pretty pussy to his dark eyes. he slurped up your juices eagerly, your moans and cries of pleasure egging him on.

“fuck yes. please don’t stop.” you cried out. your words were music to his ears. he placed both of his hands on the globe of your ass cheeks and assisted you with riding his face. your body writhed and shook as you tried to stay on top of him. to ground yourself you grabbed onto his hair once more and rutted against his tongue. he was moaning beneath you, savoring every drop of your arousal as it dripped from you. your clit was once again being stimulated by the tip of his nose so between the way his tongue felt and that sensation, your orgasm was creeping up on you.

“yuta—shit!” you gasped when he began moving his head back and forth in quick motions, his eyes staring up at you while you shook and cried for him. the feeling in your belly got tighter and tighter, threatening to snap and with one more move of your hips you were cumming all over yuta’s face, wetting it with your juices.

once you recovered from your orgasm, you slid back so that you were seated on his chest. you were shaking from how intense the orgasm was and all yuta could do was laugh at you.

“what’s so funny?” you questioned

“if you’re shaking like that from just my tongue i can’t wait to see what you’re gonna do after i fuck you.” before his words could register fully, he’d pushed you down his body so your exposed pussy was pressed against his hard dick. you could feel how big it was just from sitting there and it scared you. “you feel how hard you make me, cinnamon?” your body froze up at the name, you’d realized you hadn’t even told him your real name.

“that’s my work name. you can call me by my real name.” you told him sliding down his body once more until you were between his legs. you pulled his briefs down just enough so that his dick could spring free and slap against his stomach.

“what’s your real name then?” he asked you his voice laced in curiosity. you whispered your name to him before placing kisses on the length of his dick. just as he was about to say something you sucked the head into your mouth. yuta grunted, slightly bucking his hips up. because you were so generous and such a good girl you took more of him into your mouth and relished the way your lips stretched from the thickness. this time he let out a hiss when he felt the tip of his dick hit the back of your throat. you gagged around him which made yuta smile down at you.

“you’re so fucking good at this aren’t you? you fucking slut.” you moaned at the name, your pussy fluttering pathetically around nothing. yuta smiled at you once more, “oh you like that huh?” you mumbled a garbled “mhm” as you continued to suck him off. to test the waters even further, yuta held your head down as he fucked into your warm mouth. his moans flowed out one after the other as you gagged and choked around him. when he was satisfied he pulled you off by your hair. your lips and his dick connected by a string of spit. this time you smiled at him. tears were sliding down your cheeks but you loved every second of it. you took him into your mouth again, gagging once again when he pushed his hips up to thrust into your mouth.

“my dirty, dirty girl. i don’t think i’m gonna be able to leave you alone after this.” he told you with a breathy moan and you hummed in response, your mouth still full of his thick dick. he twitched at the vibration of you humming so you did it again. “fuck i’m gonna cum in your pretty little mouth if you keep doing that, baby. i wanna cum from fucking you.”

you pulled off of him and then he flipped your bodies over so that he was slotted between your open legs. he pulled your panties completely off and then his briefs.

“you gotta condom?” you asked him

he reached over to his bedside table and rummaged around for one but came up empty. “i promise i’m clean and i promise i’ll pull out.”

“okay. i trust you.” you said.

he spread your legs even more getting a look at your pussy and the pretty pink insides and your dark lips. yuta slapped his dick against your pussy and watched as your face screwed up in pleasure. he then proceeded to rub his full length through your folds to collect your arousal and then he pushed into you with a deep moan. you cried out at the intrusion, your pussy trying to get used to him.

“relax, baby.” he coos as he rubbed circles into your hips in an attempt to calm your trembling body.

“so full.” is the only sentence that your screwed up brain could produce.

“but you’re taking it so fucking good. see?” he thrusted into you and you gasped, back arching off the bed. he thrusted into you again and grunted at the tightness of your pussy. he set a steady pace now rocking into you while you moaned and wrapped your legs tightly around his waist. he looked down at you beneath him and admired the way you looked. your eyes were closed from the pleasure as your tits bounced with each thrust. he reached down to pinch your nipples which drew yet another moan from you.

“fuck me harder.” you begged him, looking up at him with those eyes he didn’t think he’d ever be able to get out of his head.

he complied with your wishes and snapped his hips into you at a rough pace while he dug his fingers into your hips to pull you down onto his dick with every toe curling thrust.

“oh shit!” you cried out throwing your head back. tears were sliding down your cheeks and you really didn’t think you were gonna last that much longer.

“does that feel good, baby? my dick in your slutty fucking pussy?” you moaned loudly at his dirty words, your pussy fluttering around his length. “you like that shit?” you nodded because it’s all you could do but yuta wasn’t having it. “no. use your words. you can use that slutty mouth for everything else.”

“i-i —fuckkk yes!” you screamed and the man above you laughed at you for what felt like the umpteenth time tonight but you knew it was just his sick way of teasing you.

“you’re such a good little slut i see why candy was all over you.” your pussy clenched at the name of your friend. “since you like her so much maybe next time i’ll invite her over so we can fuck you together. like the little whore you are. would you like that?”

the thought of yuta and candy fucking you had your orgasm nearing so steadily you were sure if he kept talking you were gonna cum all over him.

“answer me, baby. is that what you want?” yuta asked. he never let up while he fucked you. still pounding into your pussy at a brutal pace. the sound of skin against skin resounded throughout yuta’s bedroom.

“yes! yes fuck i want it so bad!” you screamed. yuta who was satisfied with your answer reached down to thumb your clit and your back arched off the bed once more. you tried to pull away from his touches but he wasn’t having it. he landed a slap on your clit which had you crying out again.

“don’t fucking run from me. you understand me?”

“ ‘m sorry.” you mumbled out.

he started to rub your clit again while he pounded your little hole. you were so dangerously close to toppling over the edge and yuta knew it too. he sped up the movement of his hand on your clit making you cry out and try to pull away from him again. this time he used his free hand to land smacks on both of your breasts.

“i said stop fucking running from me you fucking slut. take this dick.”

“yuta!! yuta i’m cumming! i’m cumming! fuckkk! i’m cumming!” you screamed right before you squirted all over him, yourself, and his bedsheets. “oh fuck!” you were so fucked out you didn’t even realize the mess you made at first until yuta taunted you.

“my pretty little slut’s a squirter.” he teased you. he had stopped his movements to let you calm down a bit, what a gentleman.

“i’m sorry.” you replied, your chest rising and falling as you tried to catch your breath after the intense orgasm ripped through your body. yuta was right. you were shaking even more now than you were earlier.

“don’t apologize. that was so sexy.” he praised you before leaning down to place a kiss on your swollen lips. “now let me get my nut in, yeah?” you nodded.

he started moving again, fucking into you trying to chase his orgasm. the overstimulation had you ready to cum again and you reached down to rub your clit in time with his thrusts. your third orgasm came first. you creamed around his length and the tight clench of your pussy had yuta’s following right behind yours. just before he could spill inside of you, he pulled out and painted your belly with his milky white seed. he took it a step further and rubbed his release into your skin until it left a shiny sheen on your body.

“you okay?” he asked you, out of breath and collapsed on the bed next to you.

“i’m so good.” you mumbled hazily.

you laid there in silence for a good five minutes before you rolled off the bed and began to collect your clothes off of the floor.

“what the hell are you doing?” he asked you, sitting up to get a better look at how you moved around his room.

“getting ready to leave?” you answered in a confused tone.

“no you’re not. get over here.” he demanded standing off of the bed and grabbing your arm. “you think i’m just gonna fuck you and send you home? god, _____, i’m not a monster.” your name falling from his lips had your heart skipping a beat. “i’m gonna run you a bath and then we’re gonna go to bed, okay?”

“okay.” you replied. you dropped your clothes back to the ground and watched as he walked to the bathroom connected to his very large room. he flicked the light on and then turned the water on to run you a bath.

once you were out of the bath, yuta cuddled with you on fresh sheets until you both fell asleep.

…

the next morning when you cracked open your eyes and realized you weren’t in the bedroom of your apartment, every memory from last night began to flood back in your mind. god i’m such a slut! you thought to yourself. you looked over at yuta’s sleeping body and contemplated on waiting for him to wake up or just leaving before he did. when you decided on the latter, you tried to slide from underneath the man’s arm but he stopped you.

“trying to leave me again, baby girl?” he questioned, his voice still heavy with sleep.

“you must really like me huh?” you teased him.

“i do.” he sat up in bed and stretched before turning to look at you. “i told you i can’t leave you alone after this. you might as well get used to it.” he smiled before giving you a kiss on your cheek.

“you got me cheating on candy!” you joked and the man chuckled at you before replying, “i said we could invite her to join. i’m sure she’d love it.”

“oh you were serious?”

“yes.”

“i’ll ask her.” you assured him.

“good girl.” he praised you. “now do you wanna eat or do you wanna fuck again and then eat?” he asked you as he rubbed your thighs beneath the blanket.

“let’s fuck.”

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under summer sky ; 10k — poly johnjaetaeyu [s] — a stressful week of work leads johnny, yuta, taeyong and their girlfriend to have some fun. But Jaehyun doesn’t like to be left out at all, especially when he had been working all day, so when he finds out what happened a hot night of passion takes place under the summer sky of London. 

wrapped in red ; 15k — poly johnjaetaeyu ficmas [s] [f] — Johnny and Jaehyun have been far from home for a month now. And the distance starts to feel unbearable when they announce to the others that they won’t make it home before Christmas Eve. But little do they know that to make up for the lost time, a lot of unexpected gifts are waiting for them at home. They’re probably not going to make them end up on the good list, but they’re surely going to give them a good time. 

la dolce vita ; 16k — poly johnjaetaeyu sub!jaehyun [s] [f] — Jaehyun had a plan; a romantic night together during their romantic summer trip to Procida… but the night took a wild, unexpected, turn. Or where Jade’s dream finally comes true.

Come back…be here ; 12k — part of the “loving him was red” series — falling for a man that could be your father is not a wise thing to do, and it’s even worse when he’s worlds away and the rules at the start were very clear, no feelings on the line. But she had never been good at following them, and now, she was paying the price. 

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Favourite Fanfics

Note: these are all my favourite fanfics done by other writers on here. Mostly NCT- some ATEEZ.

Fluff: 50% [ Angst: 40% [ Smut: 77%

updated: 12/9 - 12:46 am

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Angst - a

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Fics are sorted alphabetically by authors name.

Drabbles

Meddle About - Haechan x reader x Jeno by 0097liners (s)

Hazy - Mark x reader by cali-writes (s)

Series of (un)Fortunate Events - Mark x reader by gimmiehyuck (f, a)

Let’s Make a Movie - Hongjoong x reader by gojosnympho (f, s)

All Mine - San x reader by hongjoongsblog (s)

Little Do You Know - Taeyong x reader by lisired (f, a, s)

Basketball Captain - BB Captain! Jaehyun x Student Council! reader by nctsplug02 (a, s, B)

Punisher - Mark x reader by niyabiblioteco (s)

Love Sick - Haechan x reader by p0ckykiss (f)

Hazy - Mark x reader by rkivd (s)

Paper Clip - Yandere! Haechan x reader x Bf! Jaehyun by smileysuh (s)

HeyChannie - Haechan x cam girl! reader by smileysuh (s)

The Way of the Household Husband - Yuta x reader by soliverse (f)

I Love You, Remember That? - Haechan x reader by tsujiros (f, a)

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[10:41pm] - Hongjoong x reader by nateezfics (s)

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Surviving No Nut November - Mark x reader x Haechan by domjaehyun (s, B)

Six Feet Apart - Ex! Haechan x reader by doycngs (f, a, s)

For the Record - Rockstar! Taeyong x Journalist! reader by lebrookestore (f, a, s)

Can You Keep It Down? - Mark x reader by lisired (f, a)

Peach - ex! Jaehyun x Reader x Johnny x Mark x Yuta by milfgyuu (f, a, s, B)

What Do You Say, My Dear? - P2 - CEO! Jaehyun x reader by ncityprincess (f, a, s, B)

J.Crew - Jungwoo x reader x Johnny, Jaemin, Jeno, Jaehyun by sluttyten (s, B)

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member: jaemin

genre: fluff

movie quote: “I mean, it's sort of exciting, isn't it, breaking the rules?” Harry Potter and the Order of the Fenix, 2007

wordcount: 901

warnings: slightly mention of bullying

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“Come with me.” Jaemin whispers in your ear as he takes your hand.

“What? Where?” You ask letting him pull you out of the cafeteria. “We have class right now.”

“Mr Suh is not in today, I heard someone say he’s sick.” His smile spreads wide while he walks you through the already empty hall as everybody went to their classes already.

“Are you sure?” Looking around you feel nervousness take over you. “What if they were lying?”

“They weren’t, I checked with T.” He tries to reassure you.

“T? As in Taeyong? The janitor?” Pulling him to a stop you raise a brow.

“Yes, he’s a safe source.” Looking deep into your eyes, his smile still lingers making you sigh.

“When did you become such good friends?” You raise a brow.

“He’s a nice guy.” Jaemin shrugs. “Now come on!”

“But were are we going?” You let yourself get dragged again towards the stairs.

“You’ll see.” Looking back with a wink he doesn’t say more.

Never having skipped a class in your life you really don’t want this to be the first time so you hope Mr Suh is really sick. Not that you wish him harm, he’s actually one of your favorite teachers, but right now you really want to know where Jaemin is taking you.

You two have known each other since you were little as you’d be lying if you said you haven’t been crushing on him since then. Jaemin is just a weird ball of energy that contrasts with your shy nerdy self but you just work so well. You wish he knew how much you like him, spending time with him, talking to him, literally doing anything with him but you’re too shy to ever admit it and he’s too oblivious to see it.

Climbing up the stairs, his hand still holding yours has your heart beat like crazy. He’s not one to shy away from physical touch but if only he knew how much that makes you nervous. As you pass the last floor in school you tilt your head wondering why he’s still climbing, the only door left is the roof.

“Jaemin, what are you doing? We can’t be here!” You try to keep your voice low, afraid somebody will hear you and you’ll get scolded or even suspended.

“Nobody will know.” He simply says coming to a stop when reaching the end of the stairs.

“And how exactly do you plan on getting in there?” You cross your arms as he, sadly, lets go of your hand. “This door is locked.”

“Good thing I have this.” Wiggling his eyebrows he shows you a key.

When you hear the door unlock you gasp, you guess being friends with the janitor has it’s perks after all. When he opens it the sun almost blinds you contrasting with the darkness that fills the the top of the staircase.

Jaemin gestures for you to step outside but you’re hesitant. Students are really not allowed in the roof, specially when they’re not supposed to get hold of a key that unlocks a door that’s closed for a reason. Sighing he takes your hand again pulling through the door.

The sight leaves you gasping. You can see almost the whole city as the breeze blows your hair back. Slowly you walk towards the edge of the roof that is protected by a small wall that reaches your waist, followed by a fencing net that goes way over your height.

“Isn’t this beautiful?” Jaemin’s smile lightens up his face, supported by the sunshine on his handsome features.

“So beautiful.” You’re not really sure if you’re talking about the view or him but it would be true either way. “But we shouldn’t be here.”

“C’mon, relax. Everybody’s in class and T knows I come here sometimes, he’s got my back.” You watch him climb up the little wall, sitting down on top of it facing the fence.

“You come here?” You step closer but don’t dare climb on it.

“Yeah.” He sighs. “Sometimes school is too much, you know? And here I have peace, away from everyone.”

You’re completely aware of how mean some kids are to him sometimes. You don’t discuss it with him as he just brushes it off but it makes you happy that he feels comfortable enough to share a little bit of his vulnerability with you.

“Don’t you wanna sit?” He taps the spot beside him.

“I don’t know… It feels dangerous…” You bite your lip.

“Don’t worry, I’m here, I’ll protect you.” When he extends his hand you simply can’t say no, gulping as he helps you sit next to him.

“It’s ok to be a little nervous.” His thumb smooths your hand. “I mean, it's sort of exciting, isn't it, breaking the rules?”

“You’re a very bad influence, Jaemin.” You joke.

“You know,” he stares into the city still holding your hand, “I never brought anyone here with me before.”

“Why did you bring me?” Your voice comes out almost like a whisper but loud enough for him to hear.

“I like you.” You widen your eyes. “I mean, I always liked you but… Everyday I like you a little bit more. And I’m scared I’ll just keep liking you more and more that one day I’ll explode.”

“Jaemin,” you gently squeeze his hand making him look at you, “let’s explode together then.”

☽ ・・・・・ ☾

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[mint-yooxgi]

a NCT drabble where idol reader is interacting with NCT 127 and Yandere idol Taeyong can’t help but be jealous and petty

As soon as the schedule was released that you were to be doing a variety show with NCT 127, Taeyong could not have been more excited than he was in that moment. For weeks, he had it all planned out. Everything would go smoothly, perfectly, and by the end of the day, you would be his.

Only, things never work out as one plans.

First of all, they were late getting to the studio because someone (Johnny) overslept. Then, Mark spilled tea all over his outfit, so they had to rush to get him a new one before they could all go on. Even Taeil, who is usually the most composed out of their group for variety appearances ended up losing his jacket before they had to go film.

An hour after the scheduled time they were supposed to start filming and Taeyong hadn't even seen you yet. Could this day get any worse?

Apparently, it could.

Finally, everyone was set and ready to begin filming and you made your glorious appearance. Taeyong could not contain his literal awe as you introduced yourself to them, Jaehyun having to nudge him in the ribs to get him to come back to reality.

You had asked him a question, and he completely ignored it.

It's not like he meant to! He was just so distracted by your beauty, and finally being in your presence that all thoughts had left his head. Luckily, it looks like Yuta was able to save his ass from any further embarrassment by answering for him.

The only problem is, Yuta's answer made you smile.

That smile should be for Taeyong, and Taeyong alone.

It only had gotten worse from there. Every time he attempted to make you laugh while filming, he only managed to make a fool of himself. He counts it as a win though; at least he made you laugh.

You seemed to immediately hit it off with Yuta, though, after that first interaction. Even Mark managed to make you laugh with his recount of how he spilled his tea this morning in the dressing room, causing them to be delayed.

"Oh, so that's why you guys were so late," you grin.

"Doesn't help that this guy," Yuta points towards Johnny who has just joined your little circle with a piece of bread hanging out of his mouth, "overslept."

Swallowing the bite now in his mouth, Johnny huffs, "it's not my fault I like my sleep."

"Oh, I hear ya," you say. "Get it while you can, am I right?"

The four of you all share a collective nod, humming in agreement, and Taeyong sees red.

"You look like Doyoung just ate your last mango snack again," Haechan appears beside the older male suddenly, taking a sip from his water bottle.

"Worse." Taeyong nearly hisses out the word, crossing his arms as he leans against the wall he's standing in front of.

"Don't tell me he ate all of your snacks again?" Haechan says, a slight furrow to his brows as he watched his leader practically seethe from beside him.

Taeyong doesn't reply as he watches you throw your head back in laughter at something Yuta has said once more. Before he can even step in and do anything about it, you're all being called back to set.

The second half of filming is a lot less smooth than the first half. IT's as if everyone can sense the shift in Taeyong despite the bubbly air that he puts on yet again. Some of the members even go so far as to subtly ask if he's okay, but he just brushes them off.

Nothing pisses him off more than when Yuta asks him, though. Acting as if he hasn't just been flirting with the love of Taeyong's life right in front of his eyes this whole time.

Honestly, today could not get any worse.

"So, tell us," the host of the variety show turns to you. "You've now spent an entire day with the nine handsome men of NCT 127."

"I have?" Your feigned shocked expression causes everyone to erupt into laughter, you exasperatingly placing a hand above your eyes and turning your head from side to side. "Where?" You turn to the members in front of you. "Did you guys know NCT 127 was going to be here?"

Yuta and Johnny both immediately play along with your shock, expressing their surprise as well.

"I had no idea!" Johnny's mouth drops open in a gasp.

"When will they get here?" Yuta adds, and you notice a majority of the staff attempting to control their laughter.

"What a turn of events!" You clutch your hands over your heart before one flies to your forehead. "I may even just swoon."

"They certainly are swoon worthy," the host chuckles, reeling everyone back in. "Speaking of, if you had to choose one of the members, which one is your ideal type?"

You blink, and even though you knew the question was coming given how the host was leading up to it, it still catches you off guard. You can tell you're not the only one made uncomfortable by this, though, for a few of the members look just as surprised as you do. Taeyong, though, looks torn between being hopeful and being furious.

Laughing somewhat nervously, you meet the host's eager gaze. "Well, not that I don't think each of these men are wonderful in their own right, but I don't have an ideal type."

"Are you saying that none of them are your ideal type?" The host gasps, shocked at this revelation.

Taeyong's heart sinks and a bitterness fills his chest. He's not your ideal type? Wait, did you just look at Yuta? Johnny? Maybe Mark?

"I'm not saying that at all," you shake your head. "I'm just saying I don't have an ideal type."

"Oh, come on," the host presses, "everyone has one!"

You smile, but it doesn't quite reach your eyes, "not me."

Luckily, the producer motions for the host to wrap things up, preventing the situation from getting any more uncomfortable than it already was. Within a few minutes, filming has ended and you're breathing a sigh of relief as you walk off the set.

"God, I hate those types of questions," you huff, shaking your head.

"Why?" Before he can stop himself, the question is out of his mouth. Even a few of the other members turn to shoot him a look as they pass him to head back to the dressing room.

"Why not?' You shrug. "I don't think it's fair to categorize people into little boxes that not many can actually fit into. If I said I like people with blue eyes, then what about the people with brown eyes? If one doesn't fit with a certain 'ideal' it leaves countless others out, and I'd much rather get to know a person than base my opinion on trivial things like looks. Besides, it's nobody's business but my own if I do have an ideal type or not. I don't need people trying to fake who they are just to try and impress me."

Taeyong's heart skips a beat at your honesty, and he feels as if he's falling for you all over again. Sure, he's a little disappointed you may not have an ideal type, but your reasoning makes it all the more special for when you finally become his. To know that you'll choose him despite it all makes his heart sing in his chest.

The only problem is, you haven't chosen him. Yet.

"I feel the exact same way," he breathes out, and thank fuck Doyoung isn't around, otherwise he would never hear the end of it. How many nights has Taeyong ranted and raved to Doyoung about you being his ideal type? Not to mention everything that he finds perfect about you.

"You do?" Your shock is clear as day as you blink at him, lips parted ever so slightly. Lips that he so badly wants to feel pressed against his own.

He nods, and the smile that stretches across your features takes his breath away. "I'm glad to know I'm not the only one."

[suhnshinehaos]

❛ not alone ❜

pairing : johnny suh x gn!reader genre : fluff, non-idol au, friends to lovers, drabble wc : 0.7k

“what are you doing here? the party’s over there.”

johnny walks up to you with a smile and a raised eyebrow, finding you in your usual hiding spot at a party : in the corner, by the refreshments, an untouched cup of a drink you’re not really too sure about in your hands. he raises his cup towards you before taking a sip, gesturing for you to do the same.

you shake your head and place your cup on the table, crossing your arms in front of your chest instead. the corners of your lips downturn into a frown, a quiet huff escaping them, “i’m really not in the mood for this, johnny.”

he moves to stand beside you, nudging your shoulder with his own. an exaggerated pout appears on his lips, employing a teasing tone of voice to his words, “yn! it’s new year’s eve! why are you not on the dance floor, we have five minutes until midnight!”

johnny’s hand makes its way towards you, attempting to pull you out of your little corner and towards where everyone was - and where everyone has formed a dance circle around ten and taeyong. but you shake his hand off, feet rooted the ground beneath your feet.

“don’t. my ex-boyfriend just-”

his eyes grow wide, clearly in shock, “the asshole?”

“everyone i’ve ever dated is an asshole to you,” you chuckle, shaking your head at him. you lean back towards the wall with a sigh, “anyways, he just walked in with his new significant other and i really don’t want to be there when midnight strikes.”

his heart sinks, serves him right to be pining over his best friend. johnny coughs, looking down at his feet, “oh. i thought you already moved on, i din’t realise you were still hurting over him…”

“what?” you practically shriek; lucky for you, the music was loud enough that you don’t catch anyone’s attention. you hit his arm, “of course, i’m over him! it’s just…”

“it’s just what?” concern laces his voice, rubbing his hand over the spot you had hit.

your eyes scan over the sea of people that populated jaehyun’s living room, landing on your ex and his new partner, clearly packing on the pda for everyone to see. johnny’s gaze follows yours, taking in the couple with disdain before his eyes land on you, his expression softening into nothing but fondness.

“i’m alone, johnny. he has someone to kiss at new year’s. it’s been months, and he has someone with him.” you tear your gaze away from your ex-boyfriend, looking at johnny -  who had already been looking at you - instead. “i’m all alone.”

“no, you’re not.” he smiles, determination evident in his expression and in his words, “you’re with me.”

“what- what are you talking about?”

you yelp when johnny’s hand grabs yours, leading you away from your corner to the middle of the living room, where everyone gathered to count down the seconds ’til midnight. his hand tightly clasps yours, but you make no attempt to shake it off, allowing yourself to engulfed in the warmth and comfort of being close to him.

johnny isn’t doing any better, his cheeks a bright red by the time his feet stop walking, pulling you close beside him.

“five!” the crowd chants, all eyes trained on the clock on the wall.

he turns to face you, placing a hand on your cheek, “this okay?”

“four!”

you nod, your breath getting caught in the back of your throat. every single word has escaped you completely.

“three!”

his heart threatens to beat out of his chest, ringing in his ears louder than any voice that surrounded him. everyone else doesn’t matter. it’s only you and him.

“two!”

to your surprise, you lean in first. truth be told, over the course of your friendship, you’ve always wondered how his lips would feel on yours. now, you were about to get your answer.

“one!”

he smiles, letting his lips brush along yours, “you’re my best friend…and i’m so in love with you.”

the room erupts in cheers, the loudest, brightest fireworks light up the sky, but all that melts away when johnny finally captures your lips in a kiss.

from reese, with love <3 ngl i struggle coming up with a title for this one, forgive me ;-; one more nye kiss drabble for the road hehe thanks for reading!

[sluttyten]

Omggg it's Taeyong's turn yayy!! Could I please request a sweet smutty drabble where reader visits taeyong at the dorms and he's in the middle of playing a game on his computer but when she comes over to kiss him hello before going over to relax on his bed, taeyong notices the mini dress she's wearing and immediately turns off his game to go over to her and show her just how sexy he thinks she looks in that dress 👀👀 please and thank you!! I absolutely love your writing btw ❤❤❤

Taeyong was acting perfectly normal when you came into the room. He was talking to the game or to whoever he was playing with (you weren't really sure which it was, honestly), and he barely looked away from it as you came inside his room, closing the door quietly behind you.

You walked over to kiss his cheek and tell him hello before you turned to his bed. You laid down on it, rolling onto your back, stretching your arms above your head with a groan.

It's once you settle back down that you realize the room has gone quiet.

You look over at Taeyong. He's staring at you. Mostly, he's staring at the narrow gap of skin showing between the bottom of your mini dress and the top of the cute stockings you're wearing. You think you look cute today. You'd gotten lots of compliments on it today while you were shopping with friends earlier.

There's a sound from his game, a small barely audible voice that you think sounds like Baekhyun, but Taeyong doesn't look away from you at all. He just lifts his hand to his headset, says, "Hyung I have to go." And then he's shutting the game off and climbing into bed with you.

"Do you know how sexy you look right now?" He asks, skimming his hands up your thighs, fingertips pressed to the soft skin at the hem of your dress. "Did you go out like this today? It's indecent."

You laugh, smiling brightly at his compliments, and you curl a hand up the back of his neck, fingers playing with his hair. "I think I look cute."

"You do." Taeyong groans. “Distractingly cute.”

You hum in delight when he gets his hands under your dress, but teasingly you shake your head at him with a light smile. “I didn’t come over here for this. I just want to hang out with you.”

Taeyong whines, dropping his head to your stomach. “But you look so good. Like something sweet, and I just need a taste.”

He kisses just beneath your belly button, and you shake your head again. But you don’t mean it. You love to rile Taeyong up, to have him absolutely beg to get you on his tongue.

“Ah, please,” he sighs, kissing again, this time just a bit lower. “Please” Another kiss. “Please, just a little taste.”

“Okay, oppa. Just one.”

Taeyong makes a muffled sound of victory, his hands on your thighs moving until he has your knees bent up, and he can tuck his head beneath the short, short skirt of your dress.

Panties are no obstacle for him, quickly tugged out of the way so he can lick you up, tasting you so sweet on his tongue, ravishing you with his mouth like you’re the sweetest treat he’s just been waiting to devour.

Soon he has you mewling, your hips lifting off the bed, grinding against his mouth, against his talented tongue, and you have to reach for one of his pillows or his stuffed animals, holding it over your mouth to muffle your cries as he gets you off.

Taeyong draws his head out from between your thighs, and you look down at him. He licks his lips, sucking the bottom one into his mouth just to savor the bit of your wetness that lingers there, and he grins, sliding up the bed until he’s level with your face.

“Alright, sweet one, what would you like to do today?”