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hellooo ! for the 101 ways to say i love you, could i request yoongi and 50 (“I think you’re beautiful.”) + 82 (“I was in the neighborhood.”) thanks!

50. + 82. yoongi

❀ I think you’re beautiful. + I was in the neighbourhood.❀ ft. yoongi❀ series masterlist❀ main masterlist❀ Genre: angst | WC: 982 words | Warnings: self esteem issues and comparing siblings against each other

A/N: thank you for requesting! this is dedicated to all my stunning readers, because beauty is in the eye of the beholder and you are all beautiful in my eyes (*´︶`*)♡ 

“Iswear y/n, can you stop being such a brat?” your twin sister raised her voice,temper flaring as you flinched from the loud tone she had used. Across thedinner table, your parents also froze in shock as it was one of the rare timeswhere they had witnessed their daughter lose her usual cool demeanour. The wordsof protest had died before they left the tip of your tongue, and you could onlylook down and bite your bottom lip to stop the tears gathering in the corner ofyour eyes from falling. “Look, it’s not my fault that you weren’t the one who landed the modelling gig, and maybe if youhad spent the time you used to complain to actually work out, learn make up ordo something to make yourself look prettier, you would have stood a betterchance against me.”

Throughoutyour life, you had always been compared to your elder twin. She was clearly thebetter twin in the eyes of both your parents and the world – she was beautiful,smart, and well-mannered. She had maintained her position at the top of herclass whilst participating in numerous modelling gigs that resulted in her faceplastered on the cover various teen magazines throughout the year. She was theperfect daughter, they had all said, while you were just, you. You were pretty, but not beautiful. You were struggling tomaintain your grades whilst trying to keep up with your sister’s ever-advancingcareer in the field you had also come to love, yet every time there was anopportunity you could take, she would swoop in and steal it from you withoutfail, and with ease.

Yougritted your teeth as your parents recovered from their initial shock andagreed with her, and you weren’t sure what hurt more – the fact that your ownparents were siding with her, or the fact that things had always been like thisand may continue to be.

But enough is enough.

“Wellmaybe I’m just so tired of being your shadow,” you shouted back at her, tearsrunning freely down your cheeks that everything appeared to be a blur, but youcould still make out the way your twin flinched at your words, yet you could nolonger hold back your words. “Maybe I’m tired of constantly being compared tothe you because no matter how hard I try, I can’t stand against you. After all,who would want the shadow if they can have the real thing?”

You abruptlystood and ran towards your front door, ignoring the calls of your name whileyou left your house, running towards nowhere in particular. All you knew wasthat you couldn’t stand being in that house for another second, and before yourealised, your legs had taken you to the playground you had frequented as achild. You plopped down on the swings, letting your tears continue to flowalongside the hurt that you had locked up deep within your heart. You weren’tsure how long you had stayed that way, shivering lightly when a particularlycold breeze blew past and you wrapped your arms around yourself to preservewhatever warmth you could, but was surprised when you felt a warm jacket onyour shoulder. You looked up to see Yoongi tightening the jacket around your shakingframe, and you felt another wave of fresh tears gather in your eyes at thesight of your best friend and confidante, the one person you knew would alwaysbe by your side even if the world was against you.

“Whatare you doing here, Yoongi?” you whispered, leaning into his palm on the sideof your face whilst his thumb wiped a few stray tears away tenderly.

“Iwas in the neighbourhood,” he replied, and to others his tone may have come offas apathetic, but you could hear the tiny piece of worry that had slipped intohis voice. “I went out for a night walk and just happened to see you cryingyour eyes out here.”

“Youlive in the opposite side of town, idiot,” you managed a laugh at his lameexcuse, “You can’t expect me to believe that you, of all people, would walk allthe way here for an hour at the time of the night when you would usually beasleep or watching Stranger Things?”

“Alright,you got me there, but is it so wrong to worry about your best friend?” Herolled his eyes but softened afterwards when he found you staring at the groundwith glossy eyes. “I had guessed something was wrong when you didn’t pick up myten missed calls. The usual?”

Younodded slightly, and Yoongi wasted no time to place his other palm on the otherside of your face, squatting down to meet you at eye level, his eyes staringdeep into your own, “Y/n listen, don’t let what anyone tells you define who youare. I think you’re beautiful, and anyone who can’t see that can hand me their eyeballs,so I can wash them with bleach.”

You snortedat his words, trying hard to contain the laughter bubbling from within you but ultimatelyfailing, and soon the two of you were a laughing mess. You wiped away a tearfrom the corner of your eye, except this one wasn’t a tear of sadness – it wasa tear of happiness.

“Wayto ruin the moment Min,” you managed to say in between your laughs, beforesettling down to flash him a smile, “Thank you, though. I don’t know what I’ddo without your support.”

Indeed,with Yoongi by your side, the world could throw anything at you, yet you knewthere was always someone you could lean on and anchor yourself to. And with himby your side, you may fall, but you will always stand up again.

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Your Smoking Tongue - Ziam - PG-13 - short one-shot - LJ

Your Smoking Tongue (by zeropercent)

Zayn wants to make beautiful things.

Ziam - PG-13 - 1K one-shot - LJ

So, so, so soft and sweet and nicely written. Quite a nice break in a fandom where there is quite a lot of angst. 

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helloo :) can u write from 100 ways to say i love u, 59 for jk pls n tnx!!! i rlly liked the first one u wrote for him haha

59. highschool!jungkook

❀ Wow.❀ ft. HighSchool!Jungkook❀ series masterlist❀ main masterlist❀ Genre: fluff | WC: 603 words | Warnings: none

A/N: thank you for requesting! (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡

Jeon Jungkook is a simple man who appreciates the simplest things in life.

Admittedly, he could go from zero to hundred in milliseconds, from being a chic man who appeared to hold the world in his palms to a literal walking meme bringing laughter wherever he goes. Yet, this was done because he appreciates one of the simplest yet most important things in life – joy. He knew how much joy he brought to people when he acts silly, how a simple action can bring him closer to the people around him as well. Thus, he strove to bring joy to as many as he could, wanting those he cared about to always have a smile adorning their face, their troubles forgotten whenever he was around.

Jungkook’s love for the minimalistic life also materialised itself in the form of his entire closet of white shirts. While his friends had often jokingly whined about his borderline obsession over white shirts, he merely entertained them by claiming that white is easy to match with anything, and thus, he need not worry about matching his clothes early in the morning for a class.

Thus, one could often find Jungkook, clad in his signature white shirt and black jeans, leaning against the lockers in a crowded hallway. He would be surrounded by his group of close friends, talking animatedly about topics that stretched as far as whether their chemistry teacher is a psychopath in disguise, their laughter echoing across walls in an occurrence no longer unfamiliar to the entire school. What was unfamiliar, however, was that Jungkook froze mid-sentence, his eyes trained on a figure from across the hall. His friends grew confused from the sudden change and followed his line of sight, their eyes landing upon you.

“Wow,” Jungkook whispered softly, his eyes never leaving you. He took in the way your dark hair curled around your shoulders, the way your eyes crinkled as you covered a laugh with the palm of your hands, the way a small, cute smile still adorned your face afterwards. He could only see one side of your face from his side of the hall, but he could feel his heart skip a beat from the way you seemed to radiate beauty even while dressed in a simple black shirt and blue denim. If he wasn’t so captivated by your beauty, he would have noticed the evil smiles plastered upon his friends’ faces, and the arm slung around his shoulder that urged him to walk forwards.

“Looks like little Jungkook has finally found interest in someone,” Taehyung whistled as he dragged a still star-struck Jungkook towards you and your group of friends, the latter only realising where he was walking towards when the two were already within five steps of the girls. Jungkook immediately attempted to steer the other boy back to where they were, but Taehyung was faster.

“Hey girls, is that a new face I see?” Taehyung smiled, holding out a hand to shake yours. “I’m Kim Taehyung, also known as the school’s social butterfly, and this is Jeon Jungkook. Nice to meet you.”

You shook Taehyung’s hand, sending him a warm smile of your own in return. As you turned to Jungkook, you noted the way the male’s eyes widened even further, giving him the overall look of a deer caught in a flashlight. You stuck your hand out towards him, the warm smile never leaving your face, “I’m y/n, nice to meet you.”

As Jungkook raised his hand to shake yours, he wished you wouldn’t be able to feel how hard his heart was pounding at the moment.

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96: "i brought you an umbrella" with college au namjoon please! maybe a scenario where the reader is stuck in the library or campus cause of the rain and namjoon comes to save the day heheheh

96. college!namjoon

❀ I brought you an umbrella.❀ ft. College!Namjoon❀ series masterlist❀ main masterlist❀ Genre: campus! fluff!!!!! | WC: 660 words | Warnings: none

A/N: thank you so much for requesting! I had so much fun writing this since college au namjoon is a huge personal favourite, and I hope you enjoy reading this! (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡

There are numerous things that you loved about the city youlived in, but it would be a lie to say that you didn’t hate anything about it,such as the weather. It was as if your city’s weather was in a constant stateof PMS, resulting in what most referred to as four-seasons-in-a-day climate.

“Stupid rain, couldn’t you wait until I walked over to the buildingbefore you start pouring?” you grumbled as you rummaged through your backpack insearch for an umbrella. Having lived in the same place for three years now, youhad gotten used to the extreme weather changes and always remembered to bringan umbrella with you. Alas, today was simply another horrible Wednesday for you– sleeping through your alarm meant that you had to rush through your morningroutine to get ready for your morning class, and that came at the cost of youforgetting to place your umbrella in your bag. You groaned as you glanced atyour watch, letting out a deep sigh of frustration as your eyes took in thecurrent time. You were certain that you were going to be late for class if therain doesn’t let up, and judging by the still dark sky above, that wasn’t goingto happen anytime soon.

As you were shrugging off your jacket to prepare for a madattempt of running towards your next class while covering as much of your bodyfrom the rain as possible, your eyes caught a familiar figure running in therain, heading straight towards you. As the figure got closer, you recognisedthe man, and as if on auto-pilot, you immediately began nagging at him.

“Kim Namjoon, what do you think you’re doing? It’s rainingso heavily that only a madman would run in the rain like this!” you pulled himunder the ceiling, scolding him as he shook several water droplets from hishair. He was soaked from head to toe, and you were sure he was going to catch acold if he didn’t dry himself off soon.

Before you could scold him any further, he held out hishand, panting lightly after running earlier, “I brought you an umbrella. Your attendanceis going to drop below the hurdle requirement if you’re late for the class, andyou and I both know that you’re going to miss at least one tutorial fromoversleeping during week twelve.”

“First of all, I am notplanning to oversleep and be late again this semester,” you bit back achuckle as you studied his serious expression, biting the side of your lip in anattempt to stop yourself from laughing. “Secondly, did you seriously run hereto deliver me an umbrella without using that same umbrella while it’s raining?”

A moment of silence passed as Namjoon’s eyes widened inrealisation, his expression tell-tale of a mental facepalm in his mind and youcould no longer hold your laughter, bursting into small giggles at yourboyfriend’s internal groan, which soon turned into soft whines and futileattempts of justifying himself. Instead of entertaining the amusing situation,you simply grinned and grabbed his hand, opening up the umbrella in his otherhand as you led him out into the rain, light laughter following your walk as itslipped from your mind that you could possibly be late for your tutorial. Afterall, you did tend to forget everything else when you were with your giant childof a boyfriend, much like he would forget common sense when coming to your aid.

“I can tell you’re going to be sick before the weekendcomes, Joon,” you chuckled.

“Wow, I didn’t know my girl is clairvoyant,” the taller repliedsarcastically, rolling his eyes for added measure. “Don’t worry y/n, I’ll befine.”

By Thursday night, one could find a feverish Namjoon lyingon the couch of your shared apartment, an amused you nursing him back to healthwhilst chuckling all the while.

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Hi! May I have 63 with hobi for your 101 ways to say I love you? Love you~!

63. racer!hoseok (set in storyverse)

❀ Cross my heart and hope to die.❀ ft. Racer!Hoseok (set in storyverse)❀ series masterlist❀ main masterlist❀ Genre: casual friendship goals | WC: 537 words | Warnings: none

A/N: thank you so much for requesting! the hobi of this drabble is from one of the series I’m currently working on where basically bangtan and mc are part of a racing group that broke up and have just reunited after 4 years. fingers crossed I can get this series going before mid-year! (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡

“Hoseok,are you sure this is safe?” you grinned despite your words, taking the helmetin his outstretched hand into your own. Hoseok returned the gesture with alopsided smile, already swinging a foot over his Ducati and patting the seatbehind him. While you were used to driving at high speed, this would be thefirst time that you would be doing so on a motorbike instead of a car. You knewthat Hoseok would never put you in any form of danger, but the smallest hint offear was still there.

“Crossmy heart and hope to die,” the male assured you with one of his bright smilesbefore securing his own helmet on his head. “I bet a year’s worth of coffeethat my baby here is safer than your Merc, so don’t worry and just hop on,y/n.”

“Continueinsulting my baby and I might justreport you to your chief, Officer Jung. What kind of cop allows speeding likethis?” you laughed, climbing behind Hoseok while wrapping your arms around hiswaist. You leaned against his back, feeling the firm muscles reverberateagainst you from the chuckle he let out and you wondered when Hoseok hadstarted working out. Your last mental image of the male before your latestmeeting was of a boy who would wake up past noon in the garage you and yourfriends once called home and refuge, running around past midnight with the restof the boys in drunken laughter and high-pitched shrieks. Four years hadbrought numerous changes into all your lives, and you still weren’t surewhether it was welcome.

“Theanswer, y/n dear,” Hoseok turned to give you a small wink, “Is a cop who knowswhat it feels like to be alive.”

AsHoseok took off faster than the wind, you tightened your hold against hiswaist, letting out a small yelp in surprise as he continued to pick up speed.The scenery around you started to fade into streaks of green and blue, morphinginto a blurry mess of colours as you felt the wind rush through your hair. Youlaughed as Hoseok showed off a few fancy drifts that occasionally had youshrieking from how low your bodies dipped towards the ground, but the malemerely tightened your arms around his waist and sped along the road evenfaster. Admittedly, you now understood what Hoseok meant when he said that ridingon a bike was on a completely different level than in a car, but your ego refusedto admit that the former was more exciting than the latter. Nonetheless, when Hoseokpulled up on the side of your car afterwards, you couldn’t help but thank himfor the thrilling experience.

“Let’sdo that again soon,” you smiled widely at him as you got off his bike, heartbeatstill wild from the rush. Hoseok merely returned the gesture, but after amoment, his expression morphed into a grin tell-tale of a plan formulating inhis mind. “You’re planning something, spit it out.”

“Raceyou to the motel? Loser buys beer for the rest as well.”

“Call.I hope your wallet is ready, Jung Hoseok.”

“I should be the one saying that, because you haven’t seen nothing yet, y/n.”

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31. jimin

❀ Don’t worry about me. ❀ ft. Jimin ❀ series masterlist ❀ main masterlist ❀ Genre: Fluff | WC: 298 words | Warnings: Jiminie :)))

A/N: short and sweet and a stress reliever :’) 

“One last check before you go?” Jimin said as you zipped up your suitcase for the final time, reaching for a lock to keep your things safe.

“Okay, I’ve got my passport and flight details in my handbag; my wallet should also be there; my phone’s in my back pocket,” you listed your essentials as you looked around the living room for anything you might have missed. “I packed some emergency medicine, extra socks, my tumbler – I think I have it all?”

“How about Jiminie?” you looked up to find your boyfriend pouting, his arms stretched out towards you as his eyes seemed to gloss over slightly. “Can Jiminie fit inside your suitcase too?”

You chuckled at his childish antics, stepping into his embrace. Your arms found its way around his waist and his around your shoulders as he squeezed you hard, as if wanting to remember the way your body feels against his, with no intention of letting go. “I’ll only be gone for three days, Jimin. I’ll be back before you know it.”

“I’ll still miss you so much,” Jimin mutters while burying his face in your hair, placing a soft kiss on your temple as he does so. “But I know this international deal is important for you and the company. I’ll cheer you on from here, so do your best and seal the deal, alright?”

You pulled away from the embrace, your hands moving to cup Jimin’s face as you pecked his lips, “I will, don’t worry about me, okay? Take care of yourself, eat all your meals on time and don’t push yourself too hard while dancing. I love you.”

A smile tugged the corner of Jimin’s lips, and he leaned in to capture yours within his own again, “I love you most.”

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30. namjoon

❀ One more chapter. ❀ ft. Namjoon ❀ series masterlist ❀ main masterlist ❀ Genre: Fluff | WC: 545 words | Warnings: cute stuff again :)))

Namjoon walked into your shared apartment expecting to be greeted with silence and darkness. While he was right about the silent part, he was surprised to find the living room lights still on, despite the time being past midnight. He remembered specifically telling you not to stay up and wait for him since he knew dinner with the boys tend to drag out late into the night, especially when they had their meal at or near a bar.

As he kicked off his sneakers and peeled his heavy jacket off of him, he walked into the living room to find you curled up on the sofa, a book in your lap as your eyes scanned the words intensely from behind your glasses. He smiled at the sight of you, a small bean gripping the edges of your book tightly as you bit your lip, a habit he realised you had when you were engrossed in something. He let out a small cough to alert you of his presence, and you snapped up to face him with wide eyes at the sound.

“Joonie? I thought you said you were going to be back late?” You tilted your head slightly, a puzzled expression on your face that intensified as he let out a laugh.

“Baby, it’s past midnight. What book has captured your attention so much you don’t even know the time?”

“Crap, are you serious?” Your eyes widened further, grabbing the phone beside you to check the time. You let out a sheepish laugh, scratching the back of your neck, “I swear it was only eight when I started reading.”

Namjoon shook his head with a laugh, plopping down onto the sofa beside you. His arm automatically went around your waist as he pulled you against his chest, looking over your shoulder at the book in your hands.

“Da Vinci Code? Is this by Dan Brown? I didn’t know my baby liked this kind of things.”

“I didn’t, but this book is really good, and I can’t seem to stop reading it,” you chuckled, shifting to a more comfortable position in his arms to resume reading.

“Aren’t you tired? You’ve got work tomorrow morning as well, let’s go to bed for now and you can continue reading this tomorrow night, alright?” Namjoon suggested, attempting to close the book in your hands, but you were quicker to scamper away from his hands, eyes still trained onto the words inked into the pages.

“One more chapter. I promise I’ll stop after this chapter ends.” You murmured lowly, eyes scanning the pages quickly as Namjoon let out a sigh in defeat. One of these days, he would need to borrow the book from you and find out just what exactly had enchanted you such that you were unable to put the thing down.

A week later, one can find Namjoon on the couch past 2 in the morning, Da Vinci Code open in his lap with a whiny you clinging onto his arm.

“Namjoon, can we please go to sleep now?”

“Not yet y/n. One more chapter, alright?”

“That’s what you said an hour ago and three chapters ago! You know what, I’m going to spoil the ending to you.”

“Y/n babY, NO. STOP, I DON’T WANT TO HEAR IT-”

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14. hsm!jungkook

❀ Can I have this dance?  ❀ ft. High School Musical!Jungkook ❀ series masterlist ❀ main masterlist

“Sorry, can you say that again?” you were struggling to contain the laughter bubbling inside you, grinning at the blushing boy in front of you, biting the corner of his lips whilst he brought his hand up to lightly scratch his cheek. “I said, I don’t know how to slow dance,” Jungkook repeated, his eyes avoiding yours as you burst into laughter, and he felt blood rush to his cheeks as he grew more flustered by the second, overly aware of the numerous pairs of eyes trained on you two. The Jeon Jungkook, the captain and ace of the school’s basketball team, had asked out the school’s genius and his girlfriend, namely you, out to prom the previous week. However, it slipped his mind that a highlight of the event was a slow dance section, and he knew that the school’s eyes would be trained on the pair of you, the so-called it couple of the batch. Thus, he was now swallowing his pride to ask you to teach him to dance, as losing his cool in front of you was a million times better than doing so in front of the entire student body. On the other hand, as he watched you wipe away the tears on the corner of your eyes that had formed due to your excessive laughter, he was starting to regret his decision. “I can’t believe that of all things the golden ace couldn’t do, it was slow dancing,” you giggled away the last of your laughter, taking his hand in yours as you led him towards a more secluded place. “You’re lucky I know how to dance, otherwise we would look like a pair of fools on the dance floor.” To your luck, the rooftop was empty the moment the two of you stepped into it, and you took a deep breath of fresh air, instantly feeling yourself more relaxed than when you were stuck in the stuffy corridor of the school. You set your bag down against the door, Jungkook mimicking the action, before you pulled him towards a wider space beside the benches on the floor. You browsed through your phone briefly, turning on a slow waltz symphony as you placed your phone on the bench, and your eyes caught his, smiling softly back at you. “Okay, let’s start with the basics. Take my hand,” you started giving out instructions to him, which he followed with a bit of hesitation. His eyes held contact with yours, and you could see the anxiety reflected in them. “Take a breath,” you coaxed him, and you could see his posture relaxing slightly. “Pull me close, and take one step,” Jungkook followed your words clearly, moving in time with the rhythm of the waltz in the background. He took a step forwards as you did opposite, glancing downwards to avoid stepping on your foot, but soon felt a finger pulling his chin upwards, and his eyes found yours again. “Keep your eyes locked on mine,” you told him, and your arm moved to place his hand on your waist, the other interlocking your fingers together. “Now let the music be your guide.” You were pleasantly surprised at how quickly Jungkook picked up the rhythm of the song playing around you, moving in time with it as you led his steps, occasionally giving bits and pieces of instructions to improve his posture, or to ask him to move a different direction. Soon, he could already lead the pair of you on his own, moving your bodies in time with the symphony, and by the time the music finished, you were thoroughly impressed by his skills, which you did not hesitate to point out to him. “You know what, let’s go for a second round,” Jungkook smirked, and you wanted to slap yourself for feeding his growing ego. You rolled your eyes as he replayed the same song, except this time he was intent on leading the whole song. “Take my hand, I’ll take the lead,” Jungkook smirked cockily, pulling you close to him as he twirled you around, “and every turn will be safe with me.” He placed a hand on your waist, abruptly letting you fall back and you instinctively gripped onto his shirt, letting out a small yelp. “Don’t be afraid to fall, you know I’ll catch you,” he whispered in your ear, and you could feel the heat rushing to your cheeks as he brought you back up, resuming to move across the roof slowly. His eyes never left yours as the pair of you moved in synchrony, accompanied by several moments where Jungkook would show off a little, lifting you in his arms while he turned, and you could only roll your eyes and mutter ‘muscle pig’ under your breath. He would respond by laughing, smiling so wide his eyes wrinkled, before you lost yourself in his eyes again. You had always loved looking into his eyes – taking in the hazel colour of his iris and the warmth radiating from them, spreading all over you as you smiled back at him. You saw how much love and adoration he held from you, for they were clearly reflected in his eyes, and cause your heart to swell in pride. You knew that you were lucky to have him as your boyfriend, for finding another person to love you as much as he did was comparable to catching lightning – the chances barely one in a million. As the song came to an end, you remained in his arms, his eyes still staring deep into yours with the same passion and love you reciprocated, and it was as if the world had stopped around you – all you had in your mind was Jungkook, and only Jungkook. “So, princess,” Jungkook said lowly, his voice husky as he leaned his forehead against yours, eyes never breaking contact, “can I have this dance with you at prom?”

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01. jungkook

❀ Pull over. Let me drive for a while. ❀ ft. Jungkook ❀ series masterlist ❀ main masterlist

You stayed still as you watched Jungkook drive from the passenger’s seat, noting the way his eyes fluttered every so often, as if his eyelids were too heavy and his eyes were unable to stay open for too long. After a while, he would shake his head, blinking hard a few times, before focusing back on the road ahead again. He had one hand on the steering wheel, the other resting on the arm rest, occasionally bringing it up to rub his eyes in an attempt to shake the drowsiness away. After the third time, you sat up from your previous position of curling into the seat and took his free hand, startling him slightly. “Pull over. Let me drive for a while.” “I thought you were asleep,” Jungkook chuckled, glancing at you briefly while interlacing your fingers. “I’m good, besides we’re almost there.” “Which is exactly why you should let me drive,” you pouted, “You’ve been driving all night and I know you’re starting to feel sleepy – don’t you even think about denying it. If you’re still sleepy by the time we reach the beach, you won’t have much fun.” Jungkook looked at you, smiling softly at how cute you looked at the moment, before speaking, “There’s a gas station up ahead, I’ll pull over and buy coffee, alright? Then I’ll continue driving the rest of the way.” You leaned back against your seat, mumbling incoherently about guys and their overwhelming desire to drive whilst Jungkook chuckled softly, his thumb caressing your knuckles as he turned towards the gas station. After he parked, the two of you exited the car, hands interlocked once again as he bought himself an iced americano and a warm latte for you. After getting both drinks, you walked back to the car again, but halfway across the carpark, an idea sprung into your head. With a mischievous grin plastered onto your face, you let go of his hand and sprinted for the driver’s side of the car. Looking back for his reaction, his face adorned his signature jungshook face with eyes wide open, and you stuck out a tongue before getting into the car, getting comfortable in the driver’s seat. After a while, Jungkook shook his head while laughing at your adorable antics, walking back to the car and getting in the passenger’s seat.

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11. arranged marriage!hoseok

❀ You can have half. ❀ ft. Arranged Marriage!Hoseok ❀ series masterlist ❀ main masterlist

Five months into your arranged marriage with Hoseok, you were starting to get comfortable with his presence, despite the initial awkwardness that encompassed your relationship. Perhaps it was the effort the man was willing to put in to get to know you, that made it so much easier for you two to get along. One of the ways we would do so is by taking you on impromptu dates, and today was one of those days where he did so. “Let’s go to the park,” Hoseok said cheerily the moment he stepped through the doors of our home, startling you as you were wiping a few coffee mugs by the kitchen. “I got off of work early today, and there’s a food fair going on, so let’s go and have a look at it?” “Easy there,” you chuckled at his eagerness, he had already crossed the apartment towards your bedroom to change into more comfortable clothes, and came out soon after donning a sweater and a pair of glasses. “Let me go and change into something warmer, then we can go.” By the time you had finished changing, Hoseok had already worn his coat and shoes, bouncing on his heels whilst holding your coat in his arms. You shook your head at his borderline childish demeanour – not that you’re complaining, because your husband looked positively adorable with his bubbliness. He could hardly wait as you slipped on your shoes, and as soon as you had settled your coat snugly on your shoulders, he had already taken your hand and walked you out of the apartment. The walk towards the park was filled with light conversation as you asked him about his day and vice versa. You smiled at the way his expressions changed whilst talking about different people – he was smiling brightly when mentioning how proud he was that one of his students, Jimin, had won the dance competition yesterday, but soon he was frowning as he recalled another student of his who was struggling to keep up with the course. His face reflected his emotions clearly, and it brought a smile to your face knowing how much passion he has for teaching dance, and for his students. “We’re here!” Hoseok cheered, pulling you out of your thoughts as he dragged you towards one of the stalls. As you queued for potato twisters, you were torn between getting the barbeque or the sea salt flavour, and you must have been thinking pretty hard, because before you noticed, Hoseok had already purchased two twisters and was walking towards you with a smile. “Here’s the barbeque one for you to hold, and I’ll hold the sea salt one,” Hoseok smiled, internally melting at the adorable way you blinked in confusion because you swore, just a moment ago he was still in line. “I know you like both flavours, so you can have half of mine.” A wide smile adorned your face, and you tiptoed to peck him lightly on the lips, causing him to blush madly as he tried to avoid your gaze, letting you lead him to another section of the park whilst bursting out in laughter.

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29. college!yoongi

❀ Well, what do you want to do? ❀ ft. College!Yoongi ❀ series masterlist ❀ main masterlist ❀ Genre: Fluff | WC: 660 words | Warnings: fluff beyond my control, min yoongi being the perfect boyfriend that I imagine he would be

If there was one thing that you and Yoongi both share, it was the habit of shutting people out when you were stressed. This habit was bound to be a source of a problem between the two of you, especially during the peak stress season of every college student – examinations.

You let out yet another frustrated groan, having done so too many times during the day that you had lost count. Hands reaching up to massage your temple lightly, you closed your eyes for a few moments to will your mind to calm down. There were only two more nights until your assignment was due and at the pace you were going at, there was no way you would be able to produce an essay of satisfactory quality in time. You let out another sigh before opening your eyes to stare at your computer screen, reading the paper in front of you again in a vain attempt to gather inspiration. You had barely finished reading a paragraph when you felt a pair of arms hug you from behind, a chin resting lightly at the top of your head as you recognised the warmth engulfing you as your boyfriend.

“Y/n, you’ve been going at this for the almost nine hours straight with minimal breaks,” Yoongi said softly, pulling you further into his arms as he felt your tense shoulders relax the slightest bit under his touch. “Take a break, you deserve it.”

“Not now, Yoongi,” you replied in a low tone. “I’m never going to finish this on time if I stop now.”

“But at what cost? Your health? You have been slaving over this essay the past week, shutting me and everyone else out, skipping meals and sleeping barely enough hours each night. Don’t do this to yourself, y/n.”

“Well, what do you want to do?” you snapped, shrugging his arms off of you as you stood to face him. “It’s not fair that when you tell me to rest you expect me to do so, but when I tell you to rest you never once heeded my words. Don’t lecture me about prioritising my health or letting people in when you spend days locked up in your studio, refusing to do the exact same thing you’re telling me to do right now.”

Yoongi ran a hand through his hair, groaning inwardly as he knew this argument, if it was one, would happen one day. He knew you had done that out of concern for him, and him for you – but neither of you could think straight when your mind was clouded with stress, running on fumes of emotions that threatened to spiral out of control at any given moment. He took care to choosing his next words carefully, not wanting to upset you even further.

“Look, y/n, I’m sorry I shut you out like that before, but I swear I’m not going to do it again,” Yoongi said carefully, looking into your eyes to gauge your reaction. “It kills me to see you wearing yourself out like this, and I understand why you’re upset that I did that to you too. So please,” Yoongi stepped closer towards you, his arm snaking around your waist to pull you closer to him, “Let me make it up to you by taking you out for dinner tonight? Or we could order takeout and relax in bed, if that’s what you want – anything you want to do, I’ll do it. Just don’t work on anything more tonight.”

Yoongi almost grinned victoriously when you visibly relaxed in his arms, leaning forward to rest your forehead on his shoulders, murmuring softly, “I want Maccas and cuddles please. One of the papers I read says that physical acts of touch – including cuddles – help increase oxytocin and reduce stress.”

Yoongi let out a small laugh and squeezed your waist tenderly, placing a soft kiss on the side of your head with a smile, “Anything for you, baby.”

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19. younger bf!jungkook

❀ Can I hold your hand? ❀ ft. Younger Boyfriend!Jungkook ❀ series masterlist ❀ main masterlist

Dating Jeon Jungkook was an interesting experience, in your opinion. Although the male was two years younger than you were, he had proven himself capable to take the lead in the relationship. He would often make you melt with his sweet words and intense gazes, but there were times when he reverted to the shy boy you first knew – one insecure about his every move, only wanting to do things to please you and not otherwise. The two of you were walking through a busy summer festival one Saturday evening, talking animatedly whilst looking around the different stalls selling various foods or playing games. It wasn’t long until you realised that he was biting his lower lip lightly, eyes rather distracted as something seemed to be weighing on his mind. You were quick to voice out your concern, and he could only blush whilst laughing sheepishly. “Um, noona,” he started, but had to pause to take a deep breath whilst attempting to suppress the warmth spreading through his cheeks, and he was sure his face was already red as a tomato by now. “C-can I hold your hand?” You blinked a few times, before bursting out in giggles. You patted his head lightly, causing a soft whine to escape Jungkook’s lips before you slipped your hands into his, interlocking your fingers together and instantly shutting him up. You then proceeded to walk towards one of the stalls that had caught your eye, looking back to urge Jungkook to walk quickly. The male let out a hearty laugh, and tightened his hold on your hand, and you smiled at the sight of him – blushed cheeks, eyes crinkled into crescent moons as he laughed – and all you could think about was how cute he looked at that moment.

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02. idol!yoongi

❀ It reminded me of you. ❀ ft. Idol!Yoongi ❀ series masterlist ❀ main masterlist

You stared longingly at the lockscreen of your phone, wrapped in a blanket as you laid down on the couch. The boys were on tour once again, and although you were rather sad at being left alone for an extended period of time, you understood that it was something you could not avoid. Dating an international artist had its benefits, but also its downsides – this being one of them. Netflix was playing on the TV, but you didn’t pay it any attention as your thumb brushed over the picture of you and Yoongi on your screen. You remembered the moment when you took the picture. It was during a date where he took you to Lotte World, and you had insisted on taking a picture of the two of you in front of the castle. Yoongi had complained about the mainstream action, but upon seeing the pout on your face, he softened and agreed, despite the occasional grumbles under his breath. As you moved your camera around to try to find a good angle, Yoongi pulled you closer to him by the waist, burying his face into your hair, chin resting on your shoulder. When you called for his attention upon finding what you deemed the perfect angle, he looked up from his position, to smile tightly at the camera. “You look like an axolotl,” you had said to him, laughing. Yoongi had given you an incredulous stare, telling you to delete the picture. You had squirmed out of his hold, running away from him while sticking your tongue out in rebellion. Eventually, said picture was never deleted and became your lockscreen. A buzz snapped you out of your thoughts as you read the notification you just received. Yoongi sent you a picture. You sat up in surprise, not expecting a message from him at this time of the day. You checked the clock – it was evening in Seoul, which meant that it was past midnight at Los Angeles. Yoongi had briefly mentioned that they were going to be visiting Disneyland during the day, and you assumed that he would be too tired to call you that night, and had not expected the sudden message. You opened the message to find a picture of two dolls – a pair of Mickey and Minnie mouse ones. Your phone buzzed again, with a message coming in from Yoongi. “It reminded me of you.” You smiled softly to yourself, quickly typing a reply to him. You were glad that you weren’t the only one thinking about the other party, and that thought alone kept the smile on your face for a long time.

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21. yoongi

❀ You might like this. ❀ ft. Yoongi ❀ series masterlist ❀ main masterlist

If one asks someone what they thought of Min Yoongi, they would answer that Min Yoongi was a cold man. Yoongi had that aura around him that screamed at one to avoid him. Perhaps it was because he was too quiet, speaking only if necessary, and even then, he would speak in a low tone, as if he was annoyed by the mere fact that he had to speak. Thus, people tried to avoid him if possible. On the other hand, if one asks you what you thought of Min Yoongi, you would say that he was the complete opposite of what the rumours had painted him out to be. Buried deep underneath the cold layers of the persona he projected in public was a soft, warm-hearted man who was nothing less than a gentleman. It took a lot of effort to be able to see that side of Yoongi, and you were glad that you did not give up on cracking the shell he was hiding in, revealing a side to Yoongi that you fell in love with deeply. “Y/n, have you eaten yet?” Yoongi said with a smile, patting your head lightly as you slouched onto the table, burying your face in your arms as you shook your head. You had just survived eight gruelling hours of work, and to say that you were starving would be an understatement. Due to a sudden change in meeting schedule, your lunch break was cut short, leaving you with a half-eaten burrito and only sheer willpower to keep you going through the rest of the day. Yoongi reached for a plastic bag he had brought with him and took out a box, placing it in front of you as a delicious smell diffused through the air, instantly grabbing your attention to it as your head snapped up. “You might like this. I bought it in the new restaurant near my studio, and it looks good,” Yoongi said nonchalantly, taking out some utensils and laying them out beside the box. He was about to say something again, but the words died at the tip of his tongue as you pecked his lips, a wide smile on your face. “Thanks Yoongs, you always know what I need before I even say anything,” you grabbed the utensils and immediately started digging into the meal in front of you, and for a few moments he was stunned by the glow around you as you sighed in relief as food entered your system. He could only smile softly as he watched you eat, and he swore he had never seen anyone look as beautiful as you were whilst eating.

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16. LDR!yoongi

❀ It’s okay. I couldn’t sleep anyway. ❀ ft. Long Distance Relationship!Yoongi ❀ series masterlist ❀ main masterlist

You groaned as you felt your phone vibrate beside you, feeling around blindly for the item before holding it against your ear, eyes still shut as you were still feeling the effects of sleep. You let out a croaky hello and would have winced at the sound, but your soul had yet to collect as you were abruptly awoken from your slumber. “Y/n?” You jolted as you heard a familiar voice in your ears, opening your eyes to take a blinding glance at the caller ID reflected on your screen, before returning to the call. “Yoongi?” “Did I call at a bad time? Crap, I forgot about the timezone difference. Sorry if I woke you up.” “It’s okay,” you yawned, blinking to reduce the drowsiness that threatened to pull you back into dreamland, “I couldn’t sleep anyway.” You heard Yoongi chuckle lowly in response, “You totally sound sleepy right now, y/n. Sorry I woke you up, I can call again next time–“ “No,” you replied firmly, “it’s fine. Did something happen?” You were completely awake now, as he let out a deep sigh from across the line. Throughout the three years that you had been in a long-distance relationship with Yoongi, you knew that only when he was deeply worried or anxious would he call you on impulse like this, for he usually opted to send you a text first, confirming that you are awake and available before calling you. “It’s nothing. I-I can wait, you should go back to rest.” “Yoongi, I’m completely awake now, so I won’t be falling back asleep anytime soon. You can talk to me.” Yoongi sighed deeply, and you could imagine him lying in his bed, a leg propped up as one hand held his phone to his ear, the other massaging his temple lightly. You could tell that something was stressing him out just by the sound of his shaky breath, and you waited patiently in silence until he was ready to speak. “It’s been a rough few days – I had three reports due and two mid-terms, one of which went really sour, and I just had enough of college and all this pressure to maintain my stupid GPA and I just miss you.” Your heart ached as his voice broke towards the end of his mini rant, tears pricking the corner of your eyes as you wished you were halfway across the world, cradling his head in your arms as you calmed him down, whispered in his ears that everything was going to be fine, that all his worries would prove to be in vain when he got his results back. And yet, all you can do was to give him as much comfort as you can through telephone static and your voice.

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05. college!jimin

❀ I’ll walk you home. ❀ ft. College!Jimin ❀ series masterlist ❀ main masterlist

It was dark when you let out a sigh, relieved that you could finally press the button to submit the essay you have been slaving over for the past two weeks. You stretched both arms above your head, enjoying the way your aching muscles relaxed afterwards. As you shut down your laptop, you pulled out your earphones and lightly tapped your boyfriend who sat beside you, scrolling through his phone absentmindedly as he waited for you to be done with your work. “Oh! You’re done?” Jimin smiled, his eyes twinkling when he saw your smiling face nodding excitedly. “Let’s get out of here,” you said, gathering your belongings whist standing out to exit the library. “You must be hungry, want to grab something before we head back?” “I’m good,” Jimin replied, his hand naturally grabbing yours, interlocking you fingers. “Besides, Jin hyung is cooking for our dorm tonight – can’t miss that for the world. Are you hungry though?” You shook your head in reply, leaning further into his side, “Jennie’s cooking dinner tonight, so I’ll be eating at our apartment.” The two of you walked in comfortable silence, and soon enough you had reached the edge of campus grounds where you would have to part – Jimin lived north of campus whilst you lived south. As you took a step away from him, Jimin held onto your hand tighter, pulling you close to him. “It’s dark already, I’ll walk you home,” Jimin smiled, his eyes turning into crinkles as you heartily fell back into place beside him. You passed several piles of autumn leaves on the road back, and being the child that you were, you purposely stepped on a few of them, enjoying the sound of the leaves crunched underneath your boots. Jimin would laugh every time you did that, and eventually he joined in the fun as well. Soon enough, your apartment was in sight, and it was time for you to part – this time for real. “Good night Jimin, say hi to the rest of the boys for me,” you said, smiling as you tiptoed to peck his cheek lightly. At first, Jimin wore a flustered expression, but it soon morphed into a sly smirk as his arm snaked around you, his hand resting on the small of your back and pushed you towards him. Jimin leaned in and placed a long kiss on your forehead as your eyes fluttered close instinctively, relishing the sensation of his soft lips against your skin. As he pulled back, he brought you into a tight hug, and you could tell that he was reluctant to leave you. “Good night Princess,” he eventually said, stepping away from you, but not before smirking again “Dream of me tonight?” You let out a laugh as you stepped into your building, looking back to reply him, “You wish.”