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if this aligns w the bed chem universe..

probably when the rest of the group reacts to them dating or them seeing these 2 as a couple now or something. their friend group is so iconic !!

♡ 04: dinner and friends

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note: hangry vibes LOL

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wednesday nights are for home-cooked meals.

as in: sleeves rolled up, veggies sacrificed, egos bruised. what started off as a sweet bonding tradition quickly devolved into a survival sport. a test of how many times the boys can push jungkook’s buttons before dinner is even plated. it used to be lighthearted. funny.

then jungkook started dating you.

and now? it's less who can piss him off first, and more how can we interrupt this weird domestic romance before we all throw up.

tonight, you’re running late.

not terribly. just enough that the boys are halfway through the prep, and jungkook’s slipped into his notorious silent treatment—head ducked, brows pinched, knife working like it owes him money. the onion he’s chopping is probably filing a restraining order.

he doesn’t look up when the door clicks open. doesn’t greet you. doesn’t soften.

instead, he just mutters, “took you long enough.” 

wow! it’s like he didn’t scroll through your texts four times waiting for your last message.

you smile anyway, dropping your bag on the counter and walking straight to him. your hand brushes along the slope of his back. gentle. grounding. he doesn’t flinch. just shifts a little, the smallest tilt, like he’d been saving that space beside him all night.

his hand finds your waist like it’s done it a thousand times before.

firm. steady. routine.

“careful,” he murmurs, still focused on the cutting board. “oil splashes.”

you blink, reaching for the salt beside him—and immediately feel him tug you back by the waist, slotting your body behind his like a human shield.

“i was just grabbing—”

“and i’m just trying to keep you alive,” he says, tone flat but hand protective. “sorry for caring.”

his fingers don’t leave your side until you’re holding the salt.

“wow,” jin says from the stove, spoon in hand. “didn’t you threaten to stab taehyung 15 minutes ago for breathing too loud?”

taehyung gasps, scandalized. “you said, and i quote, ‘look at my knife and look at your life.’ now you’re—fondling someone at the stove? betrayal. pure betrayal. all for what? a girl?”

“for my girl,” jungkook corrects, not missing a beat.

you snort.

yoongi doesn’t look up. just brushes past you to grab a stack of plates, muttering, “you two are a food safety violation.”

you pout. “i just got here. what’s with the hateful energy?”

namjoon points at your boyfriend, spoon dripping over his wrist. “ask your boyfriend. he’s the one with rage issues and a god complex.”

“he called me a butter fingers 10 minutes ago,” jimin says solemnly. “i don’t disagree but it still hurt… and now he’s being handsy and gentle? pick a personality, jeon.”

“hmmm. sounds like you’re being a dick, baby,” you agree, tossing in your vote for public shaming. “hangry?” 

the boys howl.

jungkook doesn’t defend himself. doesn’t even pretend to care. he just rolls his eyes like they’re all beneath him—and then gently guides you in front of the soup pot like the world’s grumpiest sous chef.

he hovers. doesn’t speak unless it’s to correct your form.

when you chop tomatoes, he adjusts your grip with a firm hand over yours. when you stir, he tucks your hair behind your ear.

“it’s gonna fall in and i’m not fishing it out.” 

when you reach for the apron, he wordlessly takes it from you, ties it himself. his knuckles graze your waist. linger there. 

and the thing is—you know him.

jungkook isn’t a patient man. he’s snappy, sarcastic, and occasionally evil when hungry. he’s got a fast mind, a quicker temper, and a long list of grudges taehyung is definitely at the top of. but when it comes to you?

he simmers.

“why are you standing like that?” you ask, peeking up at him.

“like what?”

“like you’re trying to merge into my personal space.”

he doesn’t even blink. “it’s our space.”

“you have your own counter.”

“yours has better lighting.”

you raise a brow. he raises you a soft smirk. 

challenge accepted.

you lean in, press a kiss to the sharp line of his jaw, and catch it—that moment. the buffering. the breath he forgets to take, the slight hitch in his chest, the twitch of his fingers.

he glares at the cutting board like it offended him. “can you not do that when i’m holding a knife.”

you grin. “does it distract you?”

he mumbles something.

“what was that?”

“...obviously.”

and then—

the teasing does not stop.

“look at him,” jin points with the ladle. “she kisses him and he forgets he has opposable thumbs.”

“he cut onions faster than that earlier,” jimin adds. “now he’s like… stirring with love or something.”

“he asked me to move my elbow five times,” namjoon deadpans. “she bumped into him twice and he said ‘it’s fine, baby.’ i feel like crying—”

“fuck.”

a small ouch breaks through the kitchen chatter.

you turn instantly. “what happened?”

jungkook holds up his finger.

it's just a shallow nick, but it’s already reddening. he’s not panicking, but he’s definitely blinking like he can’t believe it happened. the room stills.

you step closer. “let me see.”

“it’s fine.”

you grab his wrist. “you always say that when it’s not fine.”

he lets you inspect it. lets you tug him toward the sink and run water over it, thumb brushing over the back of his hand, jaw clenched as he watches you work.

the room is silent.

“babying him now?” yoongi mutters, but it’s weak. even he’s watching curiously.

you dry jungkook’s hand with a paper towel, inspecting the cut again. “it’s not that bad. you’re lucky.”

“i’m always lucky,” he says, voice low. “i have you.”

you stare at him.

taehyung actually gags.

“can you kiss it better?” jungkook asks, way too earnestly. “baby, it’s ouchie.”

he says it too fast. 

way too fast—like his mouth jumped the gun before his brain could catch up. there’s a beat of silence where no one moves, like the kitchen collectively paused to process it. then it hits him.

his cheeks tint a slow pink, crawling up to the tips of his ears. he clears his throat once—twice—eyes darting to the floor as his thumb rubs against the side of his cut finger. you watch the way he fumbles for recovery, eyes scanning for a way out, but nothing lands. he’s already too far in.

and then—your lips press against the tiny scrape on his knuckle, gentle, like a whisper.

just once. soft and quick.

that’s when the teasing starts.

“it’s ouchie?” jin repeats, blinking like he’s trying to make sense of a foreign language. “you really said that out loud?”

jungkook glares. “i was in pain.”

“in your soul, maybe,” jin mutters.

taehyung leans against the counter, arms crossed, expression exaggeratedly solemn. “you’ve changed, man. you used to be cool. i used to admire you. the whole tsundere thing was really working for you—but ouchie? holy fuck.”

jimin’s already grinning, eyes flicking between you and jungkook like he’s watching a very slow, very romantic sitcom. 

“so all i have to do is get hurt and i’ll get kissed too?” jimin says, holding up his palm with an invisible wound. “look, i think i have a paper cut. right there.”

“i think i pulled a muscle reaching for the soy sauce,” taehyung adds, clutching his side with a dramatic wince.

“you guys suck,” jungkook mutters, quieter now, rubbing the back of his neck with his good hand. “don’t forget i’m a chem major. i’ll poison you all.”

he says it without much bite.

mostly embarrassment.

regardless, his gaze flickers to you like he’s checking whether you’re laughing at him or with him.

you try to hold it in.

you really do...

but your shoulders shake a little, a quiet smile curling at the corners of your mouth. it’s endearing. all of it—his flustered attempt at asking for comfort, the way his ears haven’t cooled down since, and the petty threats he tosses out to keep from completely combusting.

he sees it. 

sees the way you look at him and don’t tease, just soften.

and under the edge of the counter, almost like it’s second nature, you feel it—his pinky hooking around yours.

[kittenan]

In Your Arms

Pairing: CEO!Taehyung x Bold!Reader Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst, Power Play, Reunion Rating: 18+ (MINORS DNI) Warnings: Explicit sexual content, strong language, power dynamics, unprotected sex, dirty talk, desk sex, oral (f. receiving), light dom/sub vibes, rough sex, mentions of past heartbreak, alcohol mention. Word Count: ~7k

The Seoul skyline sparkled like a field of stars, its glowing lights shining through the huge windows of Vante Luxe’s penthouse office. Kim Taehyung, thirty, sat behind his glass desk, the epitome of cold charisma. His black suit was tailored to perfection, the top button of his white shirt undone, revealing a tantalizing sliver of tanned collarbone. Dark hair swept back, a single strand falling over eyes that could command empires. As CEO of a luxury fashion conglomerate, he was untouchable—a king in a glass castle.

His assistant, a sharp-eyed woman in her forties, knocked lightly on the doorframe. “Mr. Kim, the last candidate for the creative director position is here.”

Taehyung glanced up from his tablet, his expression unreadable. “Send her in.”

The door opened, and you stepped inside. At twenty-five, you were a vision of confidence—crimson blazer and pencil skirt hugging your curves, heels clicking against the marble floor like a war drum. Your hair cascaded in loose waves, lips painted a bold red that matched your fire. New to Seoul, you’d left Busan behind, chasing ambition in a city that felt too big, too cold. You clutched a leather portfolio, ready to claim your place at VanTae Luxe.

Then you saw him.

Your breath caught, your heart slamming against your ribs. Kim Taehyung. The man who’d haunted your dreams for seven years. The one you’d claimed in a reckless, fiery summer fling in Busan. You hadn’t known he was the CEO—you’d applied blindly, expecting some faceless executive, not him.

“Miss Y/n,” Taehyung said, voice smooth as velvet, betraying none of the shock rippling through him. He recognized you instantly, the memory of your touch searing his skin. But his face remained a mask, his eyes locking onto yours with calculated calm. “Please, sit.”

You swallowed, forcing your legs to move despite the tremor in your knees. You slid into the leather chair across his desk, crossing your legs slowly, the hem of your skirt riding up just enough to make his jaw tick. “Mr. Kim,” you said, your voice steady despite the chaos in your chest. “It’s… been a while.”

His brow arched, fingers steepling as he leaned back, exuding control. “Is that so? I meet many people, Miss Y/n. You’ll have to be more specific.”

Your lips twitched, a spark of defiance flaring. He was playing coy, but you saw the flicker in his eyes—the recognition, the heat. You leaned forward, blouse dipping slightly, your smile teasing but professional. “I’m sure you do. I’m not so easy to forget.”

Taehyung’s lips quirked, the barest hint of amusement breaking through his icy facade. “Let’s see if you can prove that. Why VanTae Luxe?”

You met his challenge head-on, your voice firm. “Because you’re the best, and I’m here to take it to the next level. Your brand is perfect, but it plays it safe. I’d make it bold, iconic. I don’t follow trends—I create them.” Your eyes held his, a silent dare. “Think you can keep up with me?”

The air crackled, his gaze darkening. He knew the game you were playing, and damn if he didn’t want to play back. “Bold words,” he said, voice low, almost dangerous. “But I don’t hire on promises. Show me results.”

And so, the interview kicked off—a battle of wits, a game of who’s in charge.

Seven years ago, Busan was a fever dream of salt air and untamed desire. Taehyung, twenty-three, was a college student on a rare break, his sharp jaw and glowing eyes making him a magnet for trouble. You were eighteen, a hurricane in human form, pouring coffee at a beachside café by day and ruling the night with a wildness that burned. When he spilled his iced latte, you didn’t just hand him a napkin—you leaned over the counter, smirking, and whispered, “Careful, city boy. You’re playing with fire.” He was hooked, and you were gasoline.

Three days. That’s all you had. Three days of raw, feral passion that left you both scorched. Taehyung was in control, his dominance a dark current that pulled you under, but you matched him, stride for stride, your wildness fueling his fire. You both loved it rough, thriving on the edge of chaos.

The first night, he followed you to your cramped apartment, his hands on you before the door slammed shut. He pinned you against the wall, his lips crashing into yours, all teeth and hunger, his grip bruising your wrists as he held them above your head. “You want this?” he growled, his voice low, dangerous. You smirked, biting his lip hard enough to draw a hiss. “Fuck me like you mean it,” you shot back, already tugging his shirt off, nails raking down his chest. He didn’t hold back—ripping your shorts down, he lifted you, your legs wrapping around him as he thrust into you, hard and deep, the wall shaking with every slam. You moaned, loud and unashamed, clawing his back, urging him faster. “Harder, Tae,” you demanded, and he obliged, fucking you until the neighbors pounded on the wall, your screams drowning them out.

The second day, you barely left your bed, a tangle of sweat and sheets. Taehyung was relentless, his hands everywhere, his mouth claiming you like territory. He’d pin you down, tying your wrists with his belt, his tongue teasing your clit until you were writhing, begging for release. “Not yet,” he’d murmur, smirking against your skin, drawing it out until you were a trembling mess. But you gave as good as you got—flipping him over, you straddled him, sinking onto his cock with a moan that echoed, riding him rough, your nails digging into his shoulders. “You think you’re in charge?” you taunted, slamming your hips down, making him groan. “I’ll break you first.” He gripped your hips, thrusting up to meet you, the headboard cracking against the wall as you both pushed each other to the brink. When he went down on you again, you didn’t let him tease—you fisted his hair, grinding against his mouth, coming so hard you saw stars. “Fuck, you’re wild,” he panted, and you just grinned, pulling him into you again.

The third night, you led him to the beach, a blanket under a sky ablaze with fireworks. The crowd was distant, but you didn’t care who saw. Taehyung pulled you onto his lap, his hands under your dress, tearing your panties aside. “You’re mine tonight,” he growled, his voice rough with need, and you laughed, pushing him down, straddling him. “Prove it,” you challenged, sinking onto him, the ocean swallowing your moans as you rode him, rough and unrelenting, your nails carving lines down his chest. He matched your pace, his thrusts deep, bruising, his hands gripping your thighs like he’d never let go. “I’m falling for you,” he whispered, raw and vulnerable, his eyes searching yours. You kissed him, deep and desperate, your heart cracking. You hadn’t known your mother’s illness would steal you away. You thought you had time.

The next morning, your phone rang. Your mother’s voice, frail and urgent: “Cancer. Stage four. Come home, Y/n. I am afraid.” Daegu was hours away, and panic clawed at you. You packed in a daze, tears falling. You and Taehyung hadn’t exchanged numbers—your fling was meant to be a fleeting inferno, no strings, no future. You’d planned to find him at the café, to explain, but there was no time. You left, his absence a wound you carried for years.

Taehyung woke to cold sheets, your jasmine perfume fading. He searched for you, haunted by your fire, but Busan gave him nothing. For seven years, you were a ghost, a flame he couldn’t extinguish.

The interview was a warzone of wit and will. Taehyung’s questions were sharp, designed to test your intellect and nerve. You countered with precision, your answers laced with sass and confidence, refusing to let him intimidate you.

“What’s your approach to innovation?” he asked, leaning forward, eyes boring into yours like he could see your soul.

You mirrored him, elbows on the desk, closing the distance. “I break things—rules, trends, egos. Then I rebuild them better. Your brand’s perfect, but it’s predictable. I’d make it dangerous.” Your lips curved, teasing but controlled. “Unless you’re afraid of a little chaos.”

His jaw tightened, a flicker of heat in his gaze. “Afraid? No. But I don’t bet on unproven talent.”

“Then test me,” you shot back, uncrossing your legs, the slow movement drawing his eye for a heartbeat. “Give me a challenge. I’ll make you regret doubting me.”

He smirked, the first real crack in his cold facade. “Careful, Miss Y/n. I play to win.”

“So do I,” you whispered, voice low, a promise wrapped in velvet.

The questions grew fiercer, the banter sharper. You challenged his authority, he pushed your limits. Every word was foreplay, every glance a spark. The room shrank, skyline fading until it was just you and him, two flames burning too close.

Then came the final question.

He leaned back, voice low, intimate. “Where do you see yourself in five years?”

You stood, bracing your hands on the desk, your face inches from his. Your eyes locked, the air electric. “In your arms,” you said, voice soft but unwavering, a dare that cut through the pretense.

Taehyung froze, his breath hitching. His cheeks flushed, the first sign of vulnerability you’d seen. For a moment, he was twenty-three again, lost in you. Then, his voice dropped to a husky murmur. “Maybe with one baby, too.”

Your heart raced, heat flooding your core. You leaned closer, lips brushing his ear, your whisper a secret for yourself alone. “Maybe two… if you beg.”

The world stopped.

Taehyung was around the desk in three strides, his hands on your waist, pushing you back against the glass. Papers scattered, your portfolio crashed to the floor, but you didn’t care. His body pinned yours, hard and hot, his thigh pressing between your legs, sending a jolt through you.

“You’re still a fucking trouble,” he growled, lips hovering over yours, teasing, torturing.

You tilted your chin, defiant. “And you’re still starving for it.” Your fingers yanked his tie, pulling him closer. “Kiss me, Taehyung. Or are you still pretending you don’t know me?”

His mouth crashed into yours, a kiss that was all hunger and heat, seven years of longing poured into every bruising press. Your lips parted, his tongue sweeping in, claiming you with a groan that vibrated through you. Your hands slid under his jacket, nails raking down his back, urging him closer.

He broke away, panting, forehead pressed to yours. “You have no idea what you do to me.”

“Then show me,” you challenged, voice breathy, eyes blazing.

His hands slid to your thighs, hiking your skirt up until it bunched at your hips. Crimson lace panties peeked out, and he cursed, fingers brushing the damp fabric. “Fuck, Y/n. You’re dripping for me.”

You smirked, wrapping your legs around his waist, pulling him flush against you. “What are you waiting for?”

His control shattered. He yanked your blouse open, buttons flying, revealing a crimson bra that made him growl. His lips attacked your neck, sucking marks into your skin, his hands cupping your breasts, thumbs teasing your nipples through the lace. You moaned, arching into him, fingers fumbling with his belt.

“Impatient,” he teased, but his hands shook as he slid your panties down, tossing them aside. His fingers found you, slick and ready, circling your clit with maddening precision. “So fucking wet.”

“Taehyung,” you gasped, hips grinding against his hand. “Don’t tease.”

He chuckled, dark and low, sliding two fingers inside you, curling them to hit that spot that made you see stars. “You’re so tight, baby. Been dreaming about this pussy for years.”

Your nails dug into his shoulders, moans spilling as he pumped his fingers, thumb working your clit. “Fuck, Tae—more, please.”

He pulled back, ignoring your whine, and shoved his pants down, freeing his cock—hard, thick, the tip glistening. He stroked himself, eyes locked on yours. “You want this?”

“Yes,” you begged, gripping the desk. “Now.”

He didn’t tease. He lined up, thrusting in deep, filling you completely. You cried out, walls clenching around him, your body trembling as he stretched you. “Fuck,” he groaned, gripping your hips, fingers bruising. “You still feel like heaven.”

You matched his rhythm, rocking against him, moans echoing in the office. The desk shook, papers flying, the glass cool against your skin as he fucked you with a relentless pace. His lips found yours, the kiss sloppy, desperate, breaths mingling as you chased release.

“Look at me,” he growled, cupping your jaw. “I want to see you come.”

Your eyes locked, and he angled his thrusts, hitting that spot over and over. “Tae—I’m—fuck, I’m close.”

“Come for me,” he rasped, thumb circling your clit. “Let me feel you.”

You shattered, your orgasm crashing through you, walls pulsing as you screamed his name. The sight of you—head back, lips parted, body shaking—pushed him over. He thrust deep, coming with a guttural moan, spilling inside you, hips jerking as he rode it out.

You stayed there, panting, his body pressed to yours, your legs still around him. The office was chaos—papers everywhere, your blouse ruined, his tie crooked. But it was perfect.

Taehyung carried you to the leather couch, collapsing with you in his arms. His fingers traced your back, your head tucked against his chest, his heartbeat grounding you.

“Why’d you leave?” he asked, voice soft, raw.

You sighed, fingers playing with his shirt. “My mom got sick. Stage four cancer. I got a call that morning—she needed me in Daegu. I had to go. I didn’t have your number, and I didn’t think… I didn’t know it’d hit me so hard. I wanted to find you, Tae, but there was no time. After her passing, I completed my graduation and shifted back to Busan two years ago.”

He tilted your chin, eyes searching yours. “It meant everything to me. I looked for you, Y/n. Every summer, I went back to that café. But after becoming CEO two years ago, I couldn’t make time.”

Your heart ached, a tear slipping free. “I thought about you every night.”

He kissed you, slow and tender, pouring his heart into it. “I’m not letting you go again.”

You smiled, kissing his palm. “Promise. I want to stay this time.”

A beat, then you grinned, playful. “So… the job?”

He laughed, rich and warm. “Hired. Permanently.”

“Perks?” you teased, straddling his lap, hands on his chest.

He smirked, pulling you close. “Me. 24/7. Unlimited Access.”

Hours later, you stood in the elevator of Taehyung’s penthouse, the keycard he’d slipped you glinting in your hand. The doors opened, and you stepped into a world of sleek luxury—floor-to-ceiling windows framing twinkling skyline, plush furniture, and a faint scent of his cologne lingering in the air. Your heels clicked on the hardwood as you tossed your purse onto a velvet couch, smirking at the bottle of champagne chilling on the counter. He planned this.

Taehyung appeared from the hallway, shirtless, his dress pants slung low on his hips, revealing the sharp V of his abdomen. His hair was damp, fresh from a shower, and his eyes sparkled with mischief as he leaned against the wall, a glass of champagne in hand. “Took you long enough, wildfire,” he teased, using the nickname he’d given you in Busan.

You raised a brow, kicking off your stilettos and sauntering toward him, your hips swaying with every step. “Had to make you wait, city boy.” You plucked the glass from his hand, taking a slow sip, letting the bubbles dance on your tongue. “Nice place. Perk of the job?”

He grinned, stepping closer, his hand finding your waist. “Perk of being mine.” His thumb brushed your hip, sending a shiver through you. “You like it?”

You tilted your head, pretending to consider. “Needs more… chaos. Maybe a few claw marks on that fancy couch.” You dragged a nail down his chest, light but deliberate, watching his eyes darken.

He laughed, low and rich, pulling you flush against him. “Still a troublemaker. You’ll ruin my furniture, won’t you?”

“Only if you’re lucky,” you shot back, nipping his bottom lip. “But I’m keeping the keycard. Non-negotiable.”

His hands slid to your ass, squeezing playfully. “Deal. But you’re moving in by next week. I’m not chasing you across Seoul.”

You gasped, mock-offended, pushing against his chest. “Moving in? Bold of you to assume I’d give up my independence for your pretty face.”

He smirked, catching your wrists and pinning them behind you, his lips brushing your ear. “Not my face, baby. My bed. You’ll be begging to stay once I’m done with you.”

You laughed, wriggling free and darting toward the champagne bottle. “We’ll see who’s begging, Kim.” You popped the cork with a flourish, the foam spilling over your fingers, and he groaned, chasing you to the counter.

“Messy girl,” he scolded, grabbing your waist and lifting you onto the marble, his lips crashing into yours. The kiss was playful, all teasing nips and giggles, but it softened, his hands cupping your face like you were precious. “I missed you,” he murmured, voice raw. “Every fucking day.”

Your heart fluttered, and you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him close. “I missed you too, Tae. But no more running. I’m here. All in.”

He smiled, that boyish grin from Busan, and kissed your forehead, then your nose, then your lips. “Good. Because I’m planning forever. Babies, chaos, all of it.”

You smirked, poking his chest. “Two babies. And you’re begging first.”

He laughed, scooping you up on his shoulder and carrying you toward the bedroom, your squeals echoing through the penthouse. “We’ll see, wildfire. We’ll see.”

As he kicked the door shut, you knew—this was just the beginning.

A/n: Did Y/n and Taehyung’s wild summer and fiery reunion set your soul on fire? 😈 Reblog, comment, or slide into my asks to yell about this chaos couple!

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[kissforyouu]

pairing : jungook x reader

genre : smut , angst

warnings : against the car , in the car , oral sex ( f recieving ) , spanking , jealousy , ft. lil bit of taehyung ;) , toxic relationship , uses of words like "slut" (during sex) , exhibitionism (kinda) , teasing , unprotected sex

a/n : idk what this is but hope u enjoy LOL. and dont ask me why the name of this is woof woof woof idk either umm

.・゜゜・　　・゜゜・． .・゜゜・　　・゜゜・

Me and him were always on and off. Jeon Jungkook, I mean. Not the man I was currently on top of right now. That's Kim Taehyung. He was hot, very hot, and the fact that he was Jungkook's best friend made it even hotter. Taehyung knew me and Jungkook were something, whatever we called it. But at this moment, he did not give a single fuck.

His head was thrown back as his hands roamed under the silk material of my black mini dress, all over my ass. My clothed core was pressed against his crotch, grinding slowly. Hands tangled in Taehyung's messy locs, his tongue licks over the spot right under my ear. He nibbles and sucks on the spot gently, taking his time.

I continued moving my hips, begging for some more friction. I wanted something, but not skin to skin contact. Not with Taehyung. I had other plans.

A small moan slips past my lips as I grab Taehyung's wrist before placing it on my right breast. Taehyung's eyes flicker with excitement, his hands immediately squeezing both of my breasts tight. I could tell he was excited, to touch me and to hold me, too bad you weren't going to let him get his way. Didn't think Jungkook's so called best friend would be this unloyal.

I let out a small whine purposely into Taehyung's ear, pretending to be feeling something, as my hand slide into his pocket to pull out his phone. Laying back a bit, I look at Taehyung with puppy eyes, signalling him to unlock his phone. He raises his eyebrow at me, a little confused.

"Wan' to give Jungkook a show..." I tilt my head to the side, giving him my most seductive smile. Taehyung lets out a devilish laugh as he unlocks the phone. Men are so easy.

I place a kiss on his cheek as a thank you, my eyes scanning through his messenger app in search of Jungkook's chat. I find it, the corner of my lip curving into a smirk. I click on the small camera icon at the bottom of the chat, then pressing record.

Looking at the camera with my eyes big and glossy and the prettiest smile on my face, I then look down to Taehyung, who's face was now smothered in my tits. Cracking up my laugh, which I know Jungkook loves, I push Taehyung's face further into my tits. He wasn't even doing anything, why's he so boring.

You pretend to like it, arching my back more, fake moans escaping my mouth as I grind myself onto him. To make my man who'll be seeing this even madder, I make sure to moan Taehyung's name.

"Mmm, Taehyung!" it sounded so fake but that didn't matter. You knew Jungkook would recognise how fake that was anyway. All I wanted to do was to make Jungkook mad. For him to take me home after, then fuck the living shit out of me, then tell me he loves me and make up. And for then, not that I want it, but for this cycle to repeat because one of us just have to fuck up each time. But I didn't care, not one bit, I'd go back to him each and every time. And I know he would too.

Without wasting more time, I click send. It didn't take a second for Jungkook to view the message. Internally, I was giggling at sight of the two blue checkmarks. I almost forgot about the man beneath me.

you : [video]

jkkk🤘🏻: ???

rlly y/n? im omw, he better not be on ur fucking cunt when i get there.

My eyes beam at his reply. He's on his way. Please come quickly and get me away from this man. You let out a groan, way too bored. He was still on my tits, just touching them all over.

About 5 minutes of the same thing — yes, 5. You wonder if he's ever had a woman on his bed before — Jungkook comes crashing in. We were at a party, he knew where we were because you guess Taehyung must've told him where he'd be tonight, definitely not expecting to have me grinding on him. You watch Jungkook's eyes scan the party trying to find us, with your head resting on top of Taehyung's shoulders as he did whatever he did.

Jungkook looked so good. He had his shoulder length hair down, a black wife beater on, his pants hung low rise showing off his calvin klein boxers which I love with a black belt to hold it all together. And to add the cherry on top, he also had a thin silver chain dangling from his neck. Not just any chain, it was the I had gifted him. He was a walking snack, no wonder every woman turned their heads to look at him wherever he went. Too bad, he's mine.

Jungkook's eyes land on mine, then on the man I was on. His eyebrows furrowed, oh he was mad, his tongue poked his cheek as he walked towards us. In no time, he hand was on my arm, pulling me off of Taehyung.

"Really, Taehyung? My girl, out of everyone?" My girl. I felt butterflies in my stomach. I hear him yelling at Taehyung a few more words, but they all sound muffled to me. The only thing I could focus on was "my girl". If only he made it official. We've been boyfriend and girlfriend so many times, breaking up and getting back together. I don't care. I'd still do it. To be with him.

After spitting his last few words out, he turns his head to look at me, eyebrows still furrowed and mad.

"And you. Could've just fucking called me. Had to fuck my best friend to get my attention? Huh?"

He looked so mad, I loved it.

Jungkook's grip on my hand never leaves as he storms down through the crowd with me, leaving Taehyung all alone and frustrated. I grip onto his bicep as we walk down the stairs.

I sigh, breaking the silence.

"I missed you"

"Yeah, fucking right, Y/n. That's why you went and seduced my best friend?"

I sigh, releasing his arm.

"I missed you a lot, Jungkook. I'm sorry about before. I just — I don't know, okay? Sometimes I get so insecure about you with other girls. I don't know how you are, considering how we're always on and off and never stable."

"Oh, yeah? So that makes it okay for you to grind your ass on Taehyung?!" He raises his voice at me. We were literally yelling at eachother in the car park.

"JUNGKOOK! I don't want Taehyung, I want YOU! I don't know why I did that but everything I do is because of you, and FOR YOU because I want you, and-and I don't want you to b-be with some other girl! I'm sorry, okay? Fuck, I got jealous and I stormed out of your house and today I got with Taehyung because I wanted to make you jealous and I wanted you to come pick me and take me home and make love to me and-and then we'd go back to the usual! As always! Like we always do! We always break up and then—"

I was shut up by him crashing his lips onto mine, pushing me against his mercedes. The kiss was rough and hungry, he had both of my arms pinned onto the car. He then pulls out,

"You ramble way too much sometimes, baby"

His thumb skims past my lower lip, eyes shifting from my lips to my eyes. He kisses me again, taking my lower lip between his lips as he gently sucks and bites on them. I melt into his kisses, my body almost sliding down the car but he holds me up with his arms that are holding onto my waist. We make out for about 1 more minute before I pull away, desperately in need of air.

He stares at me with a smirk before I try to catch my breath, his finger twirling one of my curls.

I calm my breathing down, finally, then look at him with a smile. "You good?" He says, teasingly, his knee coming in between my legs. I nod my head, feeling his knee glide up my thigh slowly. I let my clothed pussy sit on his knee, my hands traveling up to my breasts to squeeze them through the material. I nod, my eyes drowsy. Jungkook's knee begins to rub my clit slowly, creating some friction. But not enough.

I begin to grind onto his knee as he lets out a laugh.

"This is what you wanted? Hm?" He lightly slaps my cheek. I nod my head repeatedly. I let out a shaking breath, fastening my pace on his knee.

"Yeah, go on, get yourself off on my knee like the slut you are" his fingers caress my collarbones, slowly gliding them down the small dip of my top to highlight my breasts, his fingers now disappearing in between them. His eyes were filled were lust, tongue poking his cheek, his fingers hook onto the top of my dress before pulling down enough to expose my breasts. I swear I saw his eyes sparkle for a good two seconds. That just made me wetter.

Unknowingly, a moan slip past my lip as I find myself reaching my high. This was so fucking embarrassing in a way, cumming from just grinding on his knee. But it didn't matter, it was him.

"Aah, ah!" I rub my clit over my panties a few several times, finally feeling myself release. It felt like a sticky mess down there. My chest rises up and down as I let out a few breaths out. Shit, I just came. Suddenly, I feel the embarrassment kicking in. My face flushed in red, I try to look away to avoid the gaze of the man whom I just got off of.

"Too embarrassed now? Look at yourself, baby, you're fucking worn out from just my knee" He laughs. It almost feels mocking.

Jungkook's hands glide up my thighs, hooking onto the bottom lace of my dress as he lifts it upto my waist. Right now, my mini dress was just hiked up to my waist from both ends, leaving me almost completely naked.

The smirk in his face never disappears as Jungkook gets down on his knees. His eyes fixed on my wet clothing. Hands now on the waistband of the lace material, he pulls them down upto my knees. My bare pussy all wet and out for him, Jungkook wastes absolutely no time before diving in with a long stripe.

Fuck, finally.

My back arches, hand immediately flying to grip onto his long hair. His tongue licks my bud in a circular motion, then up and down my folds. I feel him place a few kisses all over, making me even wetter. Jungkook releases a breath, then a small hum and he dives back into my pussy. His eyes were closed, displaying his pretty lashes, his mouth skillfully working down there. I moan out his name, thrusting my hips forwards onto his feet. Jungkook groans into my pussy, sending vibrations down me.

"F-fuck...so good! Baby, don't stop" My head was thrown back against his car, tits out, back arched, pussy getting eaten. It was quite the view. Not to mention, we were still at the car park. Anyone could run into us anytime.

Jungkook pulls away for a moment just to spit on my pussy, and before it could dribble down my legs, his tongue catches it as he licks his trail up, back to my clit before he circles my sensitive bud again. He rubs it in the form of an 8, his hand now in between my legs, middle finger rubbing my folds. I feel and hear him hum once again, right before his finger enters me slowly, making me let out a gasp.

I quickly cover my mouth with my hands, lowering my head down to look at the man in between my legs, eating me out and fingering me so good.

I feel his big arms on my thighs, nails digging right into the flesh as they part out my legs even more. Jungkook raises his head up to look at me, letting me get a clear sight of his face fully covered in my slick as his tongue and fingers continue to work on me so good.

His teeth suddenly tug onto my bud, pulling it a bit before releasing it. Shit, he's driving me crazy.

I roll my eyes back, back arching even more. A long whine escapes my mouth as I look down at Jungkook who was now sucking hickeys onto my thighs while his fingers worked on me.

Fuck, I wish I could have him in between my legs like this every single day.

A few seconds later, a gasp leaves my mouth along with a series of whines and moans. Shit, I really was a mess. I was cumming, again, this time all over his mouth and chin. Some even dripped down to the floor and onto his tank top. I stared down at him. I couldn't help but think of how fucking hot he looked like this. Hair messed up, face flushed red and my juices all over him.

"Jungkook, so good..." My chest was rising up and down trying to catch my breath, but I could feel Jungkook's gaze fixed on nothing but my breasts. Next thing, he stands up, his hand digging inside his front pocket to pull out his car key. Impatiently, he unlocks the car.

"Get in the car, baby"

I don't bother replying, already knowing what's happening. A small giggle slips past my lips as I open the car door, stepping inside. I make sure he gets a full view of my ass out in the air and legs spread. In return, I get a spank on my right cheek and a laugh.

I laugh back, making myself comfortable as I just lay there, ass up face down at the back of the car. I didn't need him to tell me twice.

"You know me so well, Y/n." His hand leaves another spank on my right cheek. I hear him get in the car, then close the door. Thankfully, the car was big enough for the both of us to be moving like this.

Jungkook takes in the sight in front of him, his hands palming my cheeks. He then spreads them apart, spitting right in between. He groans as he watches it dribble down my cheeks. His fingers come in contact with my pussy, spreading my juices around so good. I let out small moans, feeling my body relax.

Jungkook's fingers leave a small pat on it before retrieving his fingers back. Right after, I hear the sound of his belt getting removed. The thought of dick inside me itself could make me cum just now. I was so so ready to cum, for the third round.

I turn my head around took at him as he pulls down his pants, then his boxers, and finally releasing his dick out. And god, was he big. He pulls it out then gives it a few pumps. I wiggle my ass, running out of patience.

"Jungkook, I want you inside me now. Please." I emphasise on the 'now'.

"Alright, baby. Anything for you" his lips leave a small kiss on my asscheek. My breathing halts for a second at the feeling of the tip of his dick rubbing against my folds, so teasingly slow.

"Mm, I'll go crazy..." I feel my eyes getting drowsy at the feeling.

"Me too, sweetheart, me too." His other hand glides up my back, caressing it gently. Jungkook pushes in his tip, just a little, making me let out a long whine. He's teasing me!

"Fuck you! Just fuck me! Please!" I almost let out a cry.

Jungkook mocks me once again with a laugh, his tip now a little bit more in. Fuck, why's he doing this. I groan, thinking of taking things into my own matter. My eyes roll back as I bounce back on his dick.

"Shit!" He was now fully inside me, and I couldn't name a better feeling. I grip onto the leather of the seat, slowly gliding myself up and down his dick. Shit, he was so perfect.

"Mmm, so fucking desperate for this dick? That's what you are now?" His palms lay flat on my ass cheeks, supporting me as I bounce backwards on his dick. I nod my head repeatedly as an answer, shouting out small yesses.

My moans and Jungkook's low groans were all we could hear, and the faint sound of his dick going in and out of my heat.

A few more thrusts later, I feel myself getting tired.

"Fuck..." a groan leaves my mouth, my body instantly falling down to the seat. Sex is a whole workout.

"Tired already?" His fingers brush away a few strands of my hair that's sticked to my forehead. I nod, finding myself relaxing to his touch.

Jungkook's smirk grows wider, he flips me onto my back, his body now hovering over me. He looked so majestic, tall and beautiful. My eyes travel from his broad muscular shoulders, down to his arms — big, tattooed and veins popping out —, his sharp v-line, then upwards to his abs glistening with sweat. Eyes traveling lower, I take the image of his dick in, standing tall and proud. Fuck, I think I got wetter.

Unknowingly, my lips part and a small whimper goes out. Jungkook raises an eyebrow, that smug look on his face never leaving.

I know I'm boosting his ego so much right now, for sure.

Jungkook grabs my hand, starting to trail kisses slowly from my fingers to my arm. He kisses my arm, then along my shoulder blade, his other hand pulling my thighs apart. My mouth leaving out a few whimpers, I play with my breasts at the sight of his hand now pumping his dick again. One last tug on my nipple, Jungkook thrusts his dick inside me again, both of us letting out gasps.

He starts to thrust in and out, slowly. I whine loudly, eyes closed and lips apart.

"Baby, fuck— you're so wet!" Jungkook breathes out, fastening his pace. I was so wet that we could hear the sound of it. I bite my lower lip, both hands gripping onto his shoulders. His pace increases more and more, same way my nails dig deep into his shoulders. I know for fact that he'll see nail marks all over his skin next morning. His hips crash into mine repeatedly, balls slapping against my ass cheeks. Fuck, is there anything better than this?

"Jungkook, you're so good, you're making me feel so good~" I moan out, gasping and grunting in the middle. His head bops repeatedly, eyebrows raised, face filled with pleasure.

A few more powerful thrusts later, I feel my high reaching. "Shit, I'm gonna cum" I shout, his thumb on my clit, rubbing fast — adding some extra friction. "Fuck, you're gonna cream my dick nice? Yeah?" He lands a few spanks on my ass, never slowing down his pace. Jungkook's eyes glue onto my tits as they bounce up and down due to his fast pace. I clench around him, his low groans and grunts being his respond as my clenching never stops.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck—" a series of curses leave my lips, eyes rolling back I feel myself orgasm all over him. My cum leaks out, making a mess when his hips clash with ass repeatedly. We were so sticky and sweaty. The smell of sex was taking over.

Jungkook arches his neck back, thrusting in a few times more before he pulls out, tip leaking with cum. He jerks himself off onto my stomach, a bit landing on my tits even. His cum spurts out, cum all over my upper body.

He sighs, his chest rising up and down, same as me. I mewl, eyes closed as I try to catch my breath.

"Fuuuuck," Jungkook groans, "that was hot." I laugh a little at his comment, lightly nodding my head.

He smiles at me before reaching his arm out to the front of the car, then grabbing a pack of tissues. Jungkook returns, pulling out a few tissues and then wiping my chest with it. Then down there as well, I relax at the feeling.

He then throws the dirty tissue away, locking eyes with me.

I crawl onto his lap, my arms engulfing his neck. Jungkook hums, wrapping his arms around my waist. My head on his bare chest, I relax to his little caresses. If only we could lay like this forever. There was a small silence between us. I could tell that we both were thinking about what I had said before, right before we started get all over eachother.

"Jungkook." I decide to break the silence.

"Yeah?" He answers immediately.

"I'm sorry."

"Me too."

I pull away to look at him, his big eyes already looking at me.

"I'm sorry for making you jealous with Taehyung. I shouldn't have done that." I admit.

"And I'm sorry for going out with Aeri before. I should've told you, baby, fuck, but I promise we didn't do anything."

He says, sincerely.

"Okay." I nod.

"Can we—can we please get back together?"

"We never broke up. You just stormed out mad." He says.

I press my lips tightly, feeling guilty.

"Jungkook", I press the side of my cheek onto his chest again.

"Do you still love me?"

He cracks a small laugh, "Baby, what are you asking? I've always loved you."

"I think we have issues." The words leave in a small, almost inaudible voice. I don't want to admit to it.

"We always fight, breakup, then we make eachother jealous, then we make love, then we make up—then it repeats." I murmer.

Jungkook sighs, I could tell he was admitting to what I was saying.

"Give us one more chance, baby. Let's work this out. I promise you this time. I'll be everything you need."

"You're already everything I need." I whisper.

"I love you, Y/n"

"I love you more, Jungkook"

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The Bangtan Gal Chapter 94- MAMA Awards 2016 Part 2

Chapter Summary: BTS win their first Daesang! Tensions run high when Jen's friendship with Hyuna ends abruptly due to sneak dissing and a scrapped performance. BTS attends the Mama Awards making iconic moments that leave the world shooked.

Words: 6,000+

Genre: Big Jungkook Fluff. A little chaos never hurt anybody :)

Author's Note: This is the last bit of the chapter that couldn't fit in Part 1 on Tumblr.

Click here for PART 1 of this chapter

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On stage, as it was darkened, it lightened up with red lights in the background, showing off her powerful silhouette. Once the audience saw it was her, they cheered loudly. She then began a dance break with the back up dancers, dancing fiercely.

"Hong Kong! If you don't know my name, you gon' know, tonight!" she shouted and began to sing, bouncing to the beat.

wave ya hands side to side

wave ya hands side to side

wave ya hands from side to side

wave ya hands side to side

Backstage, Bangtan was dancing along while they were being filmed by a Bangtan bomb. They bounced and jumped to her singing. Yoongi had been the one to post the fan chant lyrics on Twitter to prepare fans. His efforts were rewarded as he heard the loud fan chants. ARMY truly never lets Bangtan down.

"Wave your hands side to side," she continued to sing but then stopped as the audience, especially Armies, began to take over to repeat the lyrics.

Pleasantly surprised though pleased, she smiled and even saw the light sticks waving around on beat. As she walked, she placed the mic to her mouth and then the words began to flow while she looked at the camera.

Aye yo, Cube & MAMA, why you lying saying I ain't ready?

Miss Bangtan standin' on business, you know she keep it steady

I'm a savage and tonight Jennie gon' wreak havoc

The way she delivered the last line as she leaned in close to the camera with a wicked grin and head tilt caused anticipation around the venue as they cheered.

Her sudden rapping caused idols to look stunned, especially with the passion in her tone. They expected her to sing but rap? It was about to go down as they glanced at Hyuna.

"Oh shit, it's happening!" Bam Bam started freaking out with Jackson.

"Here she goes," Namjoon smiled, noticing her whole demeanor change.

"Make us proud, smartie..." Yoongi watched on with a smile.

Looking this fine I make em turn quick

I stay bulletproof, I ain't no sidekick

Main character energy, what you mad for?

Haters obsessed with what I got next in store

She turned around with the backup dancers, giving a full view of her backside while rocking to the beat which got reactions from idols who 'whooed' and admired her stage presence. She turned back around to continue to dance as her hair bounced beautifully with the camera following her.

Natural Body looks so good they try to replicate 

No matter what y'all do you can't duplicate 

She was then left alone on stage.

It sucks I gotta work twice as hard to get that recognition

I'm just as good, a bulletproof girl on a mission

Bangtan applying that pressure and we 'bout to do damage

We stay looking fresher while haters be at a disadvantage

Taking a glimpse of Hyuna made Jennie begin to walk right in the direction of where the idols were sitting as the camera followed her. As she walked, people began to realize that she was walking towards her.

"Is she heading in her direction?" Hobi grinned.

"Yes, she is!" Taehyung cheered.

The members watched proudly, anticipating what was going to happen next.

Fans tweet:

'Is she walking over to her!?'

'Wait a damn minute is she about to do what I think she's about to do!?'

'Oh my God I think Jennie is walking right towards Hyuna!'

'Is this the moment where she finally responds!?!'

With the way Jennie's expression changed, Bangtan watched as she legitimately started to get angry.

"Control your emotions..." Yoongi murmured as he watched her.

The idols geared up for what was about to happen, glancing back and forth from Hyuna to Jennie.

'Remember Yoongi's words...stay calm or you're gonna lose focus,' Jennie thought to herself as she kept her composure.

She took a deep breath to relax and continued on the mic.

How's this? How's this? You better reap what you sow

All this buffoonery better stop now cause I'm about to blow

Gave you one too many warnings, let me get this off my chest

What I got to say can't even save you with a bulletproof vest

Tryna tarnish my image you better watch ya mouth

Claim you're a girl's girl yet like to bad mouth

Grabbing a chair, Jennie pulled it right to Hyuna and sat right in front of her as ARMY cheered loudly. She began to look at her dead in the eyes while idols looked around in shock. Some of the IOI members gasped, questioning if this was really happening. Hayoon smiled proudly while the rest of GFriend continued to watch on the edge of their seats.

"Damn," Jooheon grinned. "Right in front of her, eh?"

Bam Bam's eyes looked like they were about to pop out while Zico glanced at Crush and Dean, nodding, looking impressed.

"Oh shit!" Taehyung shouted.

"Did you know she was planning to do that?" Jimin looked bewildered.

"Nah, she didn't say a thing," Jin looked on.

"She said expect the unexpected. She's doing a damn good job with the unexpected," Jimin watched in awe.

Hyuna looked upset as a frown came across her face while staring at Jennie who continued to rap.

First things first, I am not the one, two or three

You still running your mouth yet you run from me

Bubble bubble pop bitch who likes to burn bridges, 

A storm is coming and you about to get stitches

Jungkook grinned to himself. "That's my girl," he proudly said while Yoongi laughed out loud with the rapline on her bubble pop insult.

She then leaned forward, keeping her eyes on her.

Fake female monsta, you talk when I'm not around but I like to be direct

So I'ma address you on this stage so you can get checked.

Yea I'm the best from head to toe

Still bulletproof, it's ridiculous that you don't know

Miss Hyuna, you stay sneak dissin' but go mute when I'm in your face

Bitches like you make me wanna catch a case

Jennie was surprised the show didn't cut off her mic and kept going, relishing the moment. She flipped her hair to the side and stared at Hyuna, unimpressed.

Face twisted up in anger cause I hit a nerve

I'll be the first to say that it's what she deserves

If you respond, I already know everything you'll say

She's disrespectful, huh?

Doesn't respect her seniors, huh?

She's ghetto, huh?

She's just a little rookie, huh?

I've been booed and hated, I've handled it all

Tonight is just another part of my K-Pop experience

Getting out of the seat, she kicked it to the side and stood in front of her to continue while moving to the beat. She prepared to use every flaw and insult she assumed Hyuna might use against her and twisted it for her advantage.

I got issues with being too friendly, what could I have done differently?

My friendliness can be a disadvantage, you clearly took advantage

Played me for a fool, I am foolish for trusting you

You look nervous, did you realize you bit off more than you can chew?

My voice cracked during my verse tonight but I still kept going

I messed up during the dance too but I'm still glowing

I get overexcited, too passionate, damn, I'm extra, I say it proudly

Sometimes I worry about the growing fame

Sometimes I overthink and wonder if I will end up in shame

Sometimes I think negatively about the what ifs

A habit I need to work on, you know this

4Minute members aren't too fond of you, I know the tea

And it's a good thing now that they are free

So what if I took years to dye my hair?

I trended for weeks while everyone stopped and stared

I don't care if I sound annoying when talking about Nike

Cause guess who got the endorsement, me, all high and mighty

She took a dramatic curtesy with a proud smile as the crowd cheered.

Give me a break, let me breathe

Give me a chance, let me achieve

You don't wanna work with me no more, OK

You mad our music video got more views than yours, OK

You underestimated my confidence and skills, OK

Can't swallow the fact I ate you up in your own music video, OK

Spreading this narrative that I'm a jealous hater

How many more lies does the media need to paint me as the bad guy?

You're not as innocent and unproblematic as you portray to be.

And nothing you say will break me

I love myself. I love my skin, I love who I am becoming

It looks like our little friendship was just a shortcoming

OK I broke a nose but I'm not violent until you put your hands on me first

Veteran or not, don't disrespect me. You ain't gonna coerce

If you dare make a diss track about me make sure it's somethin' they don't know about me

It's crazy how people switch up due to envy and greed

Witnessing it now, what a shame indeed

Never meet your heroes they say and you're the prime example

And I promise you this will age like fine wine in a future scandal

She ended her rap, predicting the future. She spoke over the instrumental while looking up and down at Hyuna in disgust. "This is the first and last time I'm addressing this. Don't you ever in your life play with me,"

Monsta X were grinning to themselves while the audience caught a lot of the idols' reactions and were quite pleased to see the drama. Jooheon thought about Show Me The Money and his fair share of rap battles.

The way Hyuna looked angry and upset, caused Jennie to smirk in satisfaction with the music changing slightly as she started nodding to the beat.

"Yeah. Wave ya hands side to side. Wave ya hands side to side," Jennie sang.

Some idols were waving their hands along with her and the audience with their lightsticks.

"Sing!" Jennie instructed, raising her mic up, as ARMY took over the lyrics.

wave ya hands from side to side

wave ya hands side to side

Bangtan started dancing and jumping around and began singing the lyrics too while getting filmed for a Bangtan Bomb. ARMY never lets BTS down. They were a huge part of this becoming successful as they continued to chant.

Wave ya hands side to side

Wave ya hands side to side

Wave ya hands from side to side

Wave ya hands side to side

Then she proceeded to speak on beat one last time in front of Hyuna. "Yea this trick about to go off, mad 'cause I'm so fresh. Fresher than you. I'm fresher than you. Fresher than you, oh,"

"Ah-Ha-HA~!" Miss Bangtan laughed loudly in a high voice and began to walk back.

Zico laughed at how dramatic her laugh was and applauded with Crush who was amused. Yoongi was proud and loved how she defended herself confidently and aggressively, applauding with the rest of the members.

"That's my fuckin' Smartie!" he shouted proudly.

Jungkook stared at the screen with admiration. This was her moment and she did it justice. She truly soared tonight and deserved this.

"Her rapline initiation is complete," Hobi said proudly as the rapline grinned at each other.

"Yeah. She handled herself well, out there. Cypher Part 4," Yoongi confirmed with a nod.

"The remix," Namjoon added as they agreed.

"Don't let Taehyung hear you say that," Jin laughed lightly.

"I heard everything! I demand a spot, too!" Taehyung whined.

"NO," the rapline shut it down, causing Jin, Jungkook, and Jimin to laugh.

Social media went crazy over Jennie and tweeted:

'The girls are FIGHTING!'

'Jaw is on the floor omfg'

'The presentation! Big Hit let her shine the RIGHT way! Thank you for allowing her to have that much time on stage! She deserved this!'

'Sometimes you gotta go that route and speak directly to the person. Hyuna was playing games,'

'Jennie is ANGRY. Do you see her fierce eyes?'

'The way she criticized herself for her flaws but flipped it,'

'Once she tweeted BET, that was a warning that a disaster was coming. SHE COOKED!'

'Y'all peep the idols eating this up but trying not to make obvious reactions? Jooheon was grinning ear to ear and it had me dying,'

'SHE SAT IN FRONT OF HER! THE WAY I SCREAMED!'

'I owe Jennie an apology. We shouldn't have clowned her for not responding right away,'

'The duality!! Add Jennie to the list of responding to disses on the MAMA Awards!'

'The way she used some of Hyuna's lyrics against her was crazy!'

'That was brutal!'

'Mnet you can thank BTS for the boost in views because this whole stage is about to go viral!'

'If Jennie says "BET." then understand she's out for blood!'

'Mnet can thank BTS for the views because their whole stage is about to be the highest viewed video of all MAMAs and on YouTube!'

'This is going in the top 10 lists of MAMA Moments. Jennie became a history maker tonight! She sat in front of her and addressed her!'

'Oh...my God...'

'We will be posting this diss during black history month!'

'BLACK WOMEN! That's the tweet.'

'This is what happens when you provoke people.'

'BIG YIKES!'

'Y'all clowned Jennie to respond and she finally did and now haters mad!'

'Hyuna deserved that.'

'This is why you leave the friendly people alone!'

'I AM INVESTED!'

'Her response did not disappoint my gawd...I...I'm not even Hyuna but I feel embarrassed for her. In front of the industry like this? Fucked around and found out,'

'Not y'all switching sides and cheering for Jennie after clowning her for taking a while to respond,'

'Why do y'all keep fucking around and finding out when it comes to black women? Leave us tf alone.'

'Jennie is not in the wrong. Hyuna started it. Jennie finished it. End of story.'

'HER LAUGH!!! NEW MEME ALERT!'

'Who said she needed Bangtan to respond? She handled it well!'

'Someone edit Jennie's MAMA performance with Brooke Valentine's Girl Fight in the background!'

'No for real! We need edits of Jennie and Girl Fight in the background! We bout to throw dem bows! We bout to swang dem thangs!'

'Jen's a boss ass bitch-bitch-bitch-bitch-bitch-bitch-bitch!'

'Stop! Stop! She's already dead!'

'Hyuna just apologize omfg.'

'Time to throw the damn towel Hyuna!'

'4Minute members must be happy af she got called out lol!'

'She gave her many warnings to back off and didn't take them. Now she sitting there looking stupid as fuck,'

'Bubble bubble pop bitch...I...'

'G-Dragon chose to right idol to mentor. I saw G-Dragon in her for a moment,'

'And that is ALL she wrote!'

'Miss Jennifer Walker respectfully...when she turned around and gave us a full view of her ass...God is the greatest,'

'She's not wrong about people trying to replicate her body. That thang was MOVING!'

'And there goes the ratings skyrocketing! It's about to be a girl fight!'

'I'm just happy Mnet didn't cut off her mic. Because this whole moment is going viral and it's good to see people backing Jennie after learning the context. She is not the bad guy here,'

'Jennie said: FINISH HER!'

'Jennie PLEASE! I cannot keep up with all this! First you kiss Jungkook now you going crazy on Hyuna my GOD!'

'This is the exact reason why people anticipate Jennie at the MAMA Awards. It's always a surprise! For a black woman to get this much attention at this show is amazing,'

'Dispatch is shaking trying to keep up with what's happening with Jennie lmfaooo'

'I need reaction videos to Jennie at MAMA 2016 NOW! Tag all the big K-Pop YouTubers!'

'I want them to fight so bad. Catch that case, Jennie, we'll bail you out!'

'Gotta love those Scorpios,'

'I do not want to hear about respecting your senior when she has said some horrible things about her unprovoked. She's a horrible person. Jennie is not in the wrong'

'Stop messing with the most friendly idols in the industry. When they fed up, they are FED UP! How are you going to come after Jennie?'

'One thing about Jennie is sis will make sure to keep herself talked about. And in positive ways. I'm happy she responded. I know the rap line is proud!'

'Y'all insulting her is proving her point lmfao. Hyuna is NOT classy. We don't know these idols or what happens behind closed doors. A lot of these idols might not be who they claim to be!'

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Turning around, Jennie kept her head up high and strutted back to the stage. She proceeded to walk down the ramp as the background turned red to show her silhouette once more and the LED screen and background turned into fire. The music slowly transitioned to the opening beats of fire with the drums.

She broke out into a smile, observing all the light sticks and especially the army bombs still high up and lit for her.

"Hong Kong!" she announced in a shout, earning loud cheers. "I am Jennie of BTS and Bangtan is about to set the roof on fire, baby! Hong Kong are you ready!?"

She received louder cheers and screams as her strong, confident aura radiated off of her.

Fire....fire....

While she stood on the main stage, the rap line popped up to join her and the audience got even more excited.

"It's BTS! And you're now watchin' this one!" Namjoon announced.

"Hong Kong!" Yoongi shouted.

"Blow up!"

"Let's go!" Jennie shouted.

The music intensified as the rest of the group joined and started getting hyped up with the music.

"Whoop! Whoop! Whoop! Whoop!" Yoongi shouted.

As they performed fire, Jennie kept a big smile on her face, feeling elated about everything happening at the show, popping the moves out powerfully.

Standing near Jungkook, she leaned to the side and locked eyes with him while smiling at each other.

ni meotdaero sareo eochapi ni kkeoya

aesseuji jom mareo jyeodo gwaenchanha

Errbody say La la la la la

"Say what!?" Yoongi called out.

Say La la la la la

"Say what!?"

soneul deureo sorijilleo Burn it up

"Hong Kong!"

Strutting up to the front, Jennie flicked her nose with her thumb, changing her face into a serious expression.

bultaoreune

Going hard in the dance break as her hair flowed, she sang with her mic in her hand. “Eh! Eh oh eh oh!”

ssak da bultaewora bow wow wow

“Eh! Eh oh eh oh!”

ssak da bultaewora bow wow wow

Standing with Namjoon she dapped him up as their hands collided perfectly.

“Aye, live it up. Bangtan just exploded on the scene~!”

Hey, burn it up jeonbu da taeul geot gachi

“Aye, shout it out! I’m turnt up, it’s okay, I’m keen~”

Hey, turn it up saebyeogi da gal ttaekkaji

geunyang sarado dwae urin jeomgie

geu malhaneun neon mwon sujeogillae

sujeosujeo georyeo nan saraminde

“So, what~!” she shouted with them, raising a hand up.

"Go, Jennie!" The rapline shouted.

The boys rocked to the beat around her and people noticed the way the rap line smiled proudly at her as she performed her verse.

“Calling us extra yet you still want to hang. Bang to the tan, you wanna join this gang. Keep your eyes on me, I am still that chick! Don’t you stand too close, what, you think you slick? Admit we the shhh as we tear it down!”

The boys dramatically turned to her while she placed a finger to her lips before they followed her around as she continued.

“BTS is the flame they wanna water down! Bangtan is still here and we killin’ it still. We always start the fire, you just a fire drill! AH-HA~!"

(Fire)

geop manheun jayeo yeogiro

(Fire)

goeroun jayeo yeogiro

(Fire)

maenjumeogeul deulgo All night long

(Fire)

jingunhaneun balgeoreumeuro

As the backup dancers danced with them, Jen got hyped, shouting, 

“Errbody throw yo’ hands in the air, we gettin’-“

“Hot! Hot! Hot! Hotter!” the rest of the members joined in.

ssak da bultaewora bow wow wow

“Errbody throw yo’ hands in the air, we gettin’-”

“Hot! Hot! Hot! Hotter!”

ssak da bultaewora bow wow wow

(Fire)

“Errbody throw yo’ hands in the air, we gettin’-”

“Hot! Hot! Hot! Hotter!”

ssak da bultaewora bow wow wow

(Fire)

“Errbody throw yo’ hands in the air, we gettin’-”

“Hot! Hot! Hot! Hotter!”

ssak da bultaewora bow wow wow

(Fire)

“Errbody throw yo’ hands in the air, we gettin’-”

“Hot! Hot! Hot! Hotter!”

(Fire)

ssak da bultaewora bow wow wow

(Fire)

“Errbody throw yo’ hands in the air, we gettin’-”

“Hot! Hot! Hot! Hotter!”

(Fire)

ssak da bultaewora bow wow wow

"One more time! One more time! One more time!" Jimin announced as everyone went around the main stage, hyping up the crowd along with the back up dancers.

(Fire)

Jennie jumped up and down, repeating her lyrics. “Errbody throw yo’ hands in the air, we gettin’-”

“Hot! Hot! Hot! Hotter!”

(Fire)

ssak da bultaewora bow wow wow

(Fire)

“Errbody throw yo’ hands in the air, we gettin’-”

“Hot! Hot! Hot! Hotter!”

(Fire)

ssak da bultaewora bow wow wow 

yongseohaejulge

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After performing, Bangtan went backstage and they went in for a group hug, pleased with how their stage turned out. They were all tired and sweaty but still feeling the adrenaline of being on stage and happy for Jen's solo stage.

"Jennifer, that was fucking amazing!" Yoongi grinned and lifted her up, spinning her around as she laughed. "I am so fucking proud of you! You did it!"

He set her down as she felt overwhelmed with joy, thanking him and the rest of the boys for their support as they praised her.

"Undeniable. I told you," Namjoon confirmed with a grin.

"You had us laughing. You really went in. I was a little scared," Jin laughed. "But you looked powerful and beautiful on that stage. My heart leaped with joy watching you,"

"I have the coolest girlfriend ever. She sings. She dances. She acts. And now she raps. I'm a lucky man," Jungkook grinned and pulled her in closer for a side hug as he kissed her cheek. "You never cease to amaze me, you know that? Every day with you is a new adventure and today has been full of fun memories and surprises. I can't wait to see what else you do,"

"All those lessons have been paying off. I'm impressed, Munchkin," Hobi beamed. "You proved exactly who Miss Bangtan is. Your stage presence has improved a lot since last year,"

"That's our Ennie!" Jimin gave her an eye smile. "My favorite part was when you sat in front of her. That caught us all by surprise. You were fantastic out there,"

"I told you she was amazing when I saw her in the practice room! I was the one who believed in her first! Now look at you soar. Soaring like the beautiful butterfly that you are, flying to your full potential..." Taehyung pulled her in for a big kiss on the temple and a hug.

The rest of the members joined back in for another group hug.

"Thank you for always being my strength. All of you are the best. We did that shit, huh!?" She asked as she pulled away and high fived them when they all agreed. "We all did so well. The dancing, the singing, the rapping...we made a huge name for ourselves tonight. I'm proud of us. I'm proud of what we accomplished so far. Thank you for always creating such beautiful memories here. I can't wait to make more with you guys,"

As the members walked backstage, they continued to be filmed with the Bangtan Bomb.

"I am hot. I am sweaty. I am exhausted. I think I overdid it a bit but I'm standing strong," Jennie put up the peace sign as she walked.

"Ah, I'm disappointed. I could've done better," Yoongi brought up as he thought about his performance.

"What?! You did great! Don't down yourself like that. You had me hyped on that stage with you!"

"Really? Thanks, Smartie,"

"Of course," she smiled and placed a hand on his back, patting it.

As the show went on, Wiz Khalifa finally got on stage. He performed Young, Wild, and Free as BTS were on their feet, dancing to the song as it brought back memories. As the boys watched Jennie be in her own world, dancing happily, they gathered around in a semi-circle to hype her up as she kept moving.

A camera began to film them while she started to rap Wiz's part, not caring who watched as fancams caught idols watching Bangtan.

"It look clean, don't it? Washed it the other day, whatch how you lean on it. Give me some 501 jeans on it. Roll joints bigger than King Kong's fingers. And smoke them hoes down 'til they stingers. You a class clown and if I skip for the day. I'm with your bitch smokin' grade A!"

"You can't take me nowhere!" Jennie laughed as the boys sang the chorus.

"Hands up! Hey! Hey! I see you, BTS!" The DJ pointed out, causing the audience to cheer loudly when the camera showed them.

"I see you, Jennie!" Wiz pointed, shouting her out when she caught his attention as she rapped and danced.

She turned to Wiz and pointed back with a big grin on her face. Yet another fun highlight for the show.

As he performed See You Again, Jennie sang with the boys and laughed when the screen showed Bam Bam messing up the lyrics.

When GFriend won best dance performance for a female group, Jennie cheered loudly and immediately went to hug Hayoon.

Fans tweeted how they loved that it was becoming a tradition for those two to find each other whenever they win an award and that some still shipped them together.

Watching their acceptance speech made her tear up, especially when Eunha began speaking. When GFriend returned to their seats, she went to hug them all and congratulated them again.

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When EXO performed, Jennie acted like the ultimate fangirl, making sure to sing along and cheer. She had plans to collaborate with EXO for the end of the year shows and she couldn't wait to dance with them. She and Sehun had something special planned as well and she was already practicing with him for it.

"I came prepared this time!" Jennie cheered and took out her personal EXO Lightstick, using it while they performed.

"Seriously?" Yoongi laughed with the boys as they shook their heads.

"What?" she asked with a laugh. "It's frickin' EXO!"

As she waved her lightstick and did some of the fan chants, fans tweeted how she'd be one of the reasons to end the EXO/BTS fanwar and that what she was doing was one of the reasons why Exols liked Jennie the most out of Bangtan. Others thought she was hilarious acting this way and loved how she supported the groups that performed, vibing to their music.

Baekhyun's solo dance at the end had her losing her mind as the members laughed at her enthusiasm.

"Kings! Literally kings! They nail it every time!" she applauded.

After Twice won Song of The Year, it was time for Artist of The Year to be announced. Jennie sat in between Namjoon and Jin as they awaited the results. She sensed her leader's nervousness and the way he was anxiously biting his fingers made her start to rub his back. She then grabbed one of his hands, giving it a big squeeze as they awaited the results.

Will it be EXO again?

Ha Ji Won was the presenter as she opened the envelope.

"The award goes to...BTS!"

It took a few moments for Jennie to register as she sat there dumbfounded. All of Bangtan were shocked while Namjoon looked so relieved and happy as tears developed in his eyes. With them all standing up, they gathered in a group hug as the crowd cheered. The walk up to the stage was a heartfelt one as Jennie felt her emotions get to her.

Artist of the Year. They won artist of the freakin' year!

She stood in between Yoongi and J-Hope while Namjoon began his speech.

"ARMY!" he paused, feeling his emotions get to him. "Really, thank you so much. We went through a lot since we debuted and there were people who said we wouldn't make it. Thank you so much for believing in us till the very end. This was something we could only dream of having, thank you for making that dream into a reality. Those who have been leading us, Bang Sihyuk PD-Nim and Big Hit's staff, Pdogg, Slow Rabbit, Supreme Boi who have been making really good music for us. Also Coach Sungdeuk, Sangeun-hyung, and all our staff. We are really thankful to all the staff who have been with us. Thank you so much for making our dream into a reality,"

He switched to English to continue, "And ARMYs all over the world, let's fly with our beautiful wings in 2017 as well. BTS loves ARMYs as always! Thank you very much, thank you!"

Jennie hugged Yoongi who started breaking down into tears while Hobi also consoled him. Seeing Yoongi cry started to make her cry as she tried not to mess up her makeup. But the tears began to flow down her cheeks.

They all gathered into another group hug.

"Thank you very much. We love you all!"

"Thank you very much!" Jimin added.

"Thank you!" Jennie cheered.

"We hope that our music and stages will become that of many people's dreams and hopes," Namjoon added and went back to English. "I hope that our stage, our performance, and our music can be the hopes and dreams of many people around the world. Thank you very much. We will work really hard, thank you very much,"

They all bowed and clapped. When they were back in their seats, Jennie sat in between Jimin and Taehyung while EXO won album of the year. Bangtan was still overwhelmed with emotions that they won Artist of the Year as they tried to listen to their speech. However, Jennie and Jungkook couldn't stop their tears from flowing as they both began crying.

"Damn...we're artist of the year..." she broke down into a sob.

Jimin and Taehyung wrapped an arm around her to console her and the older members began to notice their youngest members crying.

"Both of them are crying. Ah, it's all right," Namjoon said as he comforted them.

Yoongi gave tissues to them as they wiped their tears. Jen could already feel a slight headache coming from the crying. Before she knew it, the show ended as confetti dropped from the stage. After pulling herself together, she stood up and proceeded to walk with the rest of the group, bowing at other idols and waving at fans, sniffling.

Feeling arms around her, she noticed that Hayoon had approached her to back hug her.

"Jennie~! Aw, you were crying?" she giggled while she turned around in her arms. She wiped Jen's tears. "It's okay! I'm so proud of you and the boys! Bangtan deserved the award!"

"Thank you, I'm proud of you! We're soaring high, huh?"

"Just like we said we would!"

Jennie met up with the rest of the members as they group hugged once more.

"I'm so damn proud of us! We did it!" she jumped up and down with them in celebration.

Still wandering around the stage to bow and say hi to familiar faces, Exols and Armies cheered loudly when Baekhyun and Jennie met up

"Jennie," he smiled warmly and embraced her.

She raved over his performance while he praised her work tonight.

"Congrats on your win tonight! I'm so happy for EXO!"

"Thank you! Congratulations on Artist of the Year! Bangtan is more than deserving. How do you feel?"

"A whole Daesang at MAMA? I cannot believe this is real,"

"Get used to it. This is only the beginning for Bangtan. Enjoy every moment. It's going to be a fun journey,"

She smiled and nodded, feeling the waterworks coming again. To see idols come up and be so genuinely happy for Bangtan was sweet. She thanked him and they embraced again.

"Remind us not to make you angry," Chanyeol said as he walked past, making both her and Baekhyun laugh.

"I would never do that to you, Chanyeol! I love you!"

"I like to be loved. I'm happy we're on the same page. I love you, too," he laughed.

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As Bangtan walked backstage with cameras still filming them, Sehun called out Jennie's name, causing her to turn and grin. She broke away from the group to chat with him as they were filmed.

"Yo~!" her eyes lit up as she hugged him. "Congratulations! Okay, album of the year! Showing out, huh?"

He chuckled. "Thank you. Congratulations on Artist of the Year. It feels great, doesn't it? Hard work paying off,"

"Yeah! It really does! I'm still shaking. You see my adrenaline pumping?" she revealed her shaky hands as he nodded.

'Heartwarming meeting between two grand prize recipients. Maknaes of their respective groups,'

After chatting, the two embraced and the camera captured the sweet moment between friends. Once she made it to where Angelina was with Bangtan who had been sitting front row in the audience, Jennie happily embraced her. Angelina was thrilled about Bangtan's win and performance, losing her mind about everything.  

"GIRL! GIRL!" Angelina kept shaking Jennie, congratulating her on her successful evening at MAMA. "I am so damn proud of you! The rapping!? Who is this girl!? Suga, you turned her into a monster! That was lethal! Hyuna was so quiet, it cracked me up! She was mad as hell~! Suga, thank you for igniting this fire in my best friend! You should have seen me, I was filming and screaming for you. I am so posting videos and photos when we make it back to Seoul!"

After getting situated, Bangtan and Angelina were at the airport seated on their designated plane, waiting for it to take off so they could head back to Seoul. Jennie sat at a window seat next to Jungkook while the end seat was empty. The rest of the members and Angelina sat near them and all of them were on their phones. It was at this moment that Jennie and Jungkook were going to post everything they prepared for their relationship reveal.

"We doing this?" Namjoon asked with a smile, phone ready on Twitter.

"Just say the cue," Jimin happily grinned.

"Whenever you both are ready," Taehyung added.

"I got a lot to say so just tell me when you post," Angelina brought up.

All of them had their posts ready along with videos, photos, and large messages of support for them. This was a huge deal. This moment. Revealing that they were dating to the world. As if the kiss wasn't a bombshell, this reveal was about to be. A decision they thought over for a long time.

Jungkook blew out some air as he reread the post he planned to publish on Twitter along with the photos. Rereading everything, a smile came across his face.

"Our world is going to change once we hit post," he said as he turned his head to look at Jennie.

She nodded and met his gaze. "I know. And I'm not going to apologize for being in love with someone who has made me the happiest I've ever been,"

"I won't either,"

"You'll stand next to me through this like you said,"

"That I will," he ensured and pressed his lips against her sweetly. "I love you,"

"I love you, too. Okay. I'm ready. Let's do this," she smiled and clicked the post button for her tweet.

Jungkook immediately posted right after and so did the rest while Big Hit posted the scheduled YouTube videos and official statement tweet from Big Hit's Twitter for their relationship. Quickly going on Instagram, Jennie posted her truth there and once confirming everything had been sent, she deleted Twitter and Instagram. 

As she laid her head on Jungkook's shoulder, he laid his head on her head and they both closed their eyes. Might as well enjoy these final peaceful hours on this flight. Because once they stepped foot in Seoul...all that was going to end.

Hello, this is Big Hit Entertainment...

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Silent Truths | Drabbles

A part of DEEP series ✧ Pairing: Yoongi x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language ✧ word count: 525 a/n: Something I had started but Ended up having to post pone over and over because my life is so hectic these days. Now that the release date for the next chapter is coming up this will be the last drabble as I focus on making sure the chapter is released on the promised date. but it won't be the end to drabbles before the story for sure. Wish me luck everyone index | askme!

"Are you sure?" Namjoon teases, but Yoongi keeps his cool, taking another puff of his cigarette. "We're just friends," he mutters, his gaze landing where you stood.

"So why do you care?" Namjoon's voice starts to grate on his nerves. Yoongi chuckles, flicking his cigarette to the ground and crushing it underfoot.

His friends had been going on about how Y/N kept getting more beautiful, and when Taehyung joked about asking her out, Yoongi had told him to fuck off.

That’s when Namjoon asked the question everyone was thinking: did Yoongi like her?

"Simple," Yoongi replied, voice sharp. "I don’t want her first boyfriend to be an idiot like Taehyung, who only dates girls to use them and leave." His eyes flicked to Namjoon. "You all should keep that in mind."

Amused, Namjoon raised his hands in surrender.

Yoongi checked the time. "We should head out—"

"Does that include you?" Namjoon interrupted, smirking.

 before he could respond, Namjoon laughed. "Relax, I’m just messing with you." He gave Yoongi’s shoulder a light shove as he walked ahead. Yoongi made his way towards her, his demeanor calm and composed. The chatter between her and the group of friends faded into the background as he caught sight of her, the way she'd tucked a strand of hair behind her ear while laughing. 

Standing beside her a few steps behind, he let his gaze linger as you laugh with jihye and the rest. Realizing it was getting late he decides to intervene or you would both end up staying longer. leaning down slightly, he spoke softly, his voice meant only for you. "we should head out" he said, as if sharing a secret just between the two of you. 

she turns, her eyes widen in surprise at how close your face was to hers. without a word she quickly turned to her friends to say goodbye. 

placing his arm around her shoulders he guides her away from the group "let's go" he says. 

As Yoongi opened the car door for you, the familiar scent of his leather seats wrapped around you like a comforting embrace. You settled into the passenger seat.

Once he started the engine, Yoongi glanced over “So, since when do you have so many friends?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at you.

giving him an awkward smile as you fumbled for a response. “Oh, they aren’t my friends. They’re Jihye’s... she just dragged me along,”you purse your lips as you confessed to being a outcast.

Yoongi's expression shifted slightly, a hint of irritation flickering across his features. “You don’t have to let her drag you around like that, you know. You could just stay with me at parties instead of hanging out with those girls.”

You fell silent, processing his words. After a moment, he glanced at you “What?” raising an eyebrow.

“Aren’t you always accompanied by someone at parties?” you said sarcastically

With a nonchalant look, Yoongi kept his eyes on the road as he drove, a faint smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. “No, not when we come together,” he said matter-of-factly.

“Right,” you said softly, staring out the window as the scenery passed by. The conversation lingered in the air, leaving you with a bitter taste.

Later, you were getting back into bed after grabbing a cup of water when your phone buzzed. A message from Jihye popped up. You had stayed back to test if what he said was true.

The one sentence Jihye sent was all you needed to confirm it. "Yes, he's here with someone else." Biting your bottom lip, you exited her messages and hovered over his contact, your finger pausing over the call icon. Groaning, you tossed the phone away, feeling the weight of disappointment settle in. What was the point?

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Hybe Game Caterer 1

Outfit

EP. 1-1

𓂃᜔ Joohyung actually came a bit late since she was doing her individual schedule, so she was to walk in front of everyone to get to her group's table. "Ah, how embarrassing!" She ran to her table with her head down. "Noona you came!" Kai met her halfway with his arms open. The rest of txt stood up and hugged her, "it was starting to feel empty without you noona." Yeonjun smashed his cheek with Joohyung's cheek, and started rubbing them together making Joohyung laugh. "Ok, ok, I'm here now." After the group settled down they started looking at their surroundings.

𓂃᜔ Joohyung saw how much Hybe grew as a company since now they have/made more groups after being just a two group company.

𓂃᜔ "Noona they really called you out!" Beomgyu started laughing at her because of the banter BTS sent out to them. If you first read it it's a nice banter wishing them good luck, but unfortunately Taehyung added a little p.s for Joohyung specifically.

Joohyung-ah~ make sure to make friends and hyungs wish you luck

Joohyung instantly shrink into her seat covering her face, "ya! Why would he do that!" Members laughed at her while playfully hitting her. "Wow~ you're so cool noona."

𓂃᜔ of course all the rookies were in 'awe' with the message BTS Taehyung gave to Joohyung while Joohyung in the other hand was ready to punch Taehyung.

𓂃᜔ As it was time for the groups individuality introduction themselves they had to brainstorm first on how they were going to do it. "Woah look at them." Joohyung nodded her head towards fromis_9, as they were lifting up one of their member. As Joohyung wasn't paying attention to her members and just looking at fromis_9 one of their members saw Joohyung was looking at them. "Hello Joohyung-ssi~" Hayoung waved at her.

𓂃᜔ Joohyung's eyes widened and bowed at Hayoung, "hello~" Joohyung nervously waved back at her, causing Hayoung and some of the other girls catching the interaction laugh at Joohyung cutest. "Joohyung-ssi can we call you unnie?" Jiheon asked and pointed at three of her members that are younger than Joohyung. Joohyung was in shock because of how they're social butterflies, "yes you guys can call me unnie."

She gave them a heart gesture before Yeonjun came. "Noona come we have to tell you the plan." Yeonjun pulled her away, but she didn't forget to wave 'bye'.

𓂃᜔ That interaction was highlighted by the editors even editing *she's working hard Taehyung-ie*

𓂃᜔ "Your outfit really stand out noona." Soobin pointed out her full purple set. "I know! I was filming something and they didn't give me time to change, so now I stick out more." The full group was now looking at Joohyung's purple outfit. "You look pretty though." Yeonjun reassured her. "Yeah you might even get more screen time too." Beomgyu pats her head. "Thanks." She did her little iconic bread smile

𓂃᜔ When TXT explained how they were going to introduce themselves to Joohyung, she was instantly met with embarrassment. "You got this. If Soobin can do it you can too." Taehyun encouraged her. "I mean...I guess." She laughed.

𓂃᜔ The music started nice and Joohyung started cringing at how she had to act cute before the song changes to GBGB, which she helped flip the table and started running and still trying to do cute poses.

𓂃᜔ Joohyung loved watching the other groups do their introductions because they also got embarrassed

𓂃᜔ After finishing and cheering for the last group they finally got to sit back at their tents, but as they were walking back Joohyung didn't miss hearing Le Sserafim's Sakura saying, "Wa~ she so pretty in person." Joohyung didn't know that they were talking about her until she looked up and made eye contact with Sakura. Sakura started freaking out a bit, "Ah thank you and I could say the same for you." Joohyung smiled back. "Thank you!" Sakura eyes were big as she bowed at Joohyung.

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EP. 1-2

𓂃᜔ "It's hot. Do we have water?" Joohyung tried waving her herself with her hand. "Huh?!" Yeonjun opens the cooler. "It's empty!"

"Huh?!" The rest of the members yelled. "Don't tell me we have to play for drinks." Joohyung pouted. "Noona's social battery to going to run low soon." Taehyun laughed.

𓂃᜔ As the staff explained all the rules and how to play, Joohyung decided that maybe she should try to make friends with her female coworkers. "Hi, I'm Joohyung." Joohyung walked up to Le Sserafim. Le Sserafim all covered their mouths in shocked that Joohyung went up to them. "Oh hello!" They bowed at her. "Ah...you don't have to be so formal it's ok. You guys can call me unnie."

𓂃᜔ During the game Joohyung just stuck with Soobin throughout the whole thing, but her main goal was to get the case of water. Joohyung luckily got her case of water and immediately dropped them into the cooler.

𓂃᜔ "Um, unnie I brought you guys watermelon." Eunchae smiled, as she passed over the plate of watermelon. "Woah! Thank you Eunchae-ah." Joohyung ran to the other side of the table and hugged Eunchae. "Here I brought candy from my previous schedule have some." Joohyung ran to her bag and ran back to Eunchae with a handful of candy. "Thank you unnie!"

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EP.1-3

𓂃᜔ Knowing that Joohyung wasn't really going to do much this round of games she made herself comfortable sitting close to Soobin with her little fan. "Are you done for today?" Soobin asked her. Joohyung nodded and hummed, "Taehyun-ie was right my battery is running low."

𓂃᜔ Joohyung made sure to cheer Beomgyu on as he was running to get 1st place. "Wow! Beom run!" She was waving her arms around.

𓂃᜔ "Kai too cute~" Joohyung wanted to squeeze their maknae with his Pokémon impressions, Joohyung was seen with her arms out wanting Kai.

𓂃᜔ "Mine Kai and Beom!" Joohyung met them halfway as she ran to hug them. "I'm proud of you guys!"

𓂃᜔ "Steal a cookie for me please~" Joohyung pouted at Beomgyu who was having the same idea. "Me too." Yeonjun patted his back, as Beomgyu started to stand up. Beomgyu tried doing the challenge first before ultimately failing and stealing two other cookies with him.

[poshtae]

Yeontan is so iconic. He's on the cover of one of the most successful albums of all time. He had a debut stage and stole the show, setting the standard. He has the most liked post on Instagram by a pet. He trends wherever Taehyung posts him. What a cutie. The bravest little baby. He had health issues since he was a puppy but he held on for us. The millions of smiles he has caused cannot be appreciated enough. It was honestly my pleasure to watch him go through all the stages of his adorable life. Forever in our hearts Kim Yeontan. So many pets and yet Tannie is the most famous of them all. He was more than just a dog. A legend through and through 💜

[btsstaysgold]

The way this taekook sequence can pull at anyone's heart strings ><

(crtto)

[raplinesmoon]

Just Jin (KSJ x F!Reader)

pairing: Barbie!reader x Ken!Seokjin genres/au/rating: angst (with a happy ending!), fluff, Barbie au, break-up au, PG-13 summary: After a trip to the real world, you and Jin both come to a realization that will change your lives forever.

warnings: break-ups, sadness, existential crisis, mentions of doctor's appointments

word count: 1.5k

a/n: I'm still working on mafia!Hoseok but listen my brain has been wired since I came out of the Barbie movie earlier today. It legitimately changed me as a person, and I felt inspired to create this bc I think Jin gives off such Ken energy. This is based on but also slightly altered from the Barbie movie, and as such, it will contain massive spoilers for the movie, so read at your own risk (go see the movie tho)! Anyways this was just a fun, goofy indulgent drabble that made my heart warm, and I hope you enjoy!

Tip-toeing through the dream house, you try to ignore the sensation of your feet cramping. After learning the wonders of being flat-footed, standing on your heels was no joke. No wonder women in the real world complained about wearing stilettos all the time. But right now wasn’t about the pain women felt to conform to societal expectations of beauty. There were centuries to go before those outdated notions of what it meant to be a successful woman were squashed. Right now, there was something more pressing you had to deal with.

Things had changed since you left. The dream house seemed more like a nightmare, its pristine pink walls besmirched with posters of sports icons and various forms of taxidermy. You frown to yourself. This wasn’t the house you’d known. The life you’d lived before with Jin seemed nothing more than a distant memory, both of you tainted by your experiences in the real world.

Jin. Speaking of him, you knew you had to find him. When you’d learned from the others that he’d gone off the rails, worry clouded your mind. Not just for him, but for all the others – Namjoon, Yoongi, Hoseok, Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook too. They were all so impressionable, more fragile than they let on. It scared you to think of the state you might find him in right now. And that’s when you hear it.

The sound is muffled, but you can barely make it out against the quiet that nightfall brings. It’s a choked sob, guttural and raw in its devastation. And it’s coming from your bedroom. Ignoring the newfound feeling of your heart clutching in your chest, you square up your shoulders, ready to face what lay ahead. And then you head upstairs.

The door creaks as it opens, and you flinch, hoping the sound won’t give away your entry into the room. But there’s no response. Feeling braver, you push it wider and gasp at the state of everything. For all the horses and saloon decorations Jin had implemented downstairs, the upstairs of your dream house is pristine. Exactly untouched the same way you’d left it. The pearls on your lampstand glisten in the moonlight, the walls are free of garish posters, and the same plush pink and purple sheets adorn your bed. And in the middle of it, Jin lies facedown, unmoving.

Freezing, you take him in, noticing how small he looks right now, curled up into himself. Jin had always been larger than life – his windshield wiper laugh echoing down the entire beach, his dad jokes catching the admiration of everyone around him, a smile plastered onto his stupidly handsome face with those perfectly pouty lips. He’s wearing the same sleeveless denim outfit you’re always used to seeing him in, unlike the other boys, who’d bought into new and more trendy fashions. 

If he feels the bed dip when you sit next to him, he doesn’t show it. You finally reach for him, pressing a gentle hand to his shoulder.

“Jin?” you whisper softly. “It’s me.”

He doesn’t move. Your heart sinks, knowing how difficult this was for both of you. But you needed to do this.

“Can we please talk?

That’s what gets him to rise, silky black hair disheveled and eyes rimmed with the red of his tears.

“What could you possibly want to talk about?” he croaks out, sniffling into his sleeve. “Everything is ruined.”

The same guilty feeling bubbles up in your chest, knowing part of him is right. Everything had been ruined. But not in the way you’d expected. When you and Seokjin had entered the real world, you’d been unprepared to have your lives change forever. No matter how much you tried to pretend that things could just go back to the same way they’d been before, they couldn’t. And both of you knew it.

“I’m sorry Jin,” you let out a sob of your own. “I never meant for things to turn out this way.”

Jin hardens at your sobs, straightening up, the sadness on his face morphing into a mask of fury.

“You’re sorry? You’re sorry?!” he bellows. “Sorry doesn’t cut it! This was supposed to be our dream house, ___! That's why I went through all the stupid decorations and the revamp! You think I like saloons? No! But this was supposed to be our dream! Us, together! It’s always been ___ and Jin. I don’t know how to be anything without you! I don’t want anything to change. I love you!”

You embrace his trembling body, pulling it in close to yours.

“I love you too Jin. I always have, and I always will. But I’m not sure that love is enough anymore.”

Jin pulls away from you, and you watch his eyes widen in surprise, giving you the strength to go on.

“When we were out there, something changed. I realized that while what we had was perfect, it’s okay to not be perfect all the time. Not everything is a dream come true. Sometimes things don’t turn out the way you want them to, and that’s life. A-and I want to experience life Jin. I’m sick of just smiling all the time. I want to cry, I want to scream, I want to laugh. And I want that for you too.”

“All I’ve ever wanted was you,” Jin breathes out softly. “It feels like I failed you.”

“Hey,” you reach out to him, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek. “You didn’t fail me, or anyone else, okay? You’re enough. Maybe it’s time for us to stop being ___ and Jin. And to be just ___. And just Jin.”

He looks up at you, stars in his eyes, and you can see the sadness intertwined with hopefulness. “You really think we can find something better out there? Something that makes leaving this all behind worth it?”

You take his hand in yours.

“I know we can. And we will. But we can’t do it together. At least not right now.”

A tiny smile breaks out onto his face. “But maybe someday?”

You hesitate, not wanting to believe in false hope only to turn out devastated in the end. But Jin needed something to believe in. And so did you.

“Maybe someday, when we both have found out what makes us happy, what our reason is to live, we’ll find love again. We both deserve it.”

And Jin crumples for a second time in your arms that night, only this time it’s not from devastation. It’s the kindness in your voice that has him desperately believing that you could be right. That maybe someday both of you would figure out what these strange and complex emotions were - joy, happiness, fun. And real love. True love. They were, after all, what being a human was all about.

You thank the taxi driver, hopping out of the vehicle. Flexing your feet, you remark at how comfortable the new pink slides feel on them, your heels no longer arched and uncomfortably cramping. The sales associate had called them Birkenstocks, and you make a mental note to go back and buy a few other colors. 

The building is tall, sleek and modern not unlike the scary headquarters of some rich corporation that seeks to swindle the money of innocent consumers. But today, you’re not scared to go inside this building. You’re excited.

The excitement follows you up the elevator, a smile on your face. Hearing the ding! for your floor, you make your way out, when you’re stopped by the old woman next to you.

“You have a beautiful smile, dear.”

That only makes it grow wider.

“Thank you, you look beautiful too.”

You don’t know why, but the serene and dazed look on her face stays with you as you enter the glass doors to the office.

Making your way to the front desk, you practice the carefully rehearsed lines in your head. When you reach it, the receptionist is tapping away at the keyboard. 

“Hi!” You say brightly. “My name is ___ ____. I’m here for my gynecologist appointment!”

The receptionist finally peers out from behind the screen and you suck in a breath. Something about him seems so familiar. Broad shoulders, pouty lips, dark hair. But in your entire human life, you never recalled seeing him before. The weird sense of deja vu continues when he opens his mouth to speak.

“Nice to meet you, ___, and welcome to Bangtan Center for Women’s Health. My name is Ken Seokjin and I’ll be happy to help you get checked in today!”

You don’t know why you flush at his words, but you fidget with your fingers behind your back, hoping he can’t see you.

“Great Mr. Ken! It’s my first time here, so I’m kind of nervous.”

“Just call me Jin,” he smiles. “I’m happy to help out.”

He pauses for a moment, ears turning red, before continuing on:

“Say, you look really familiar. Have we met somewhere before?”

“I was wondering the same thing,” you grin, before faltering. “But I don’t think so.”

“Well in that case, it’s nice to meet you again.” He reaches out over the counter, offering his hand, and you don't hesitate before enveloping it in yours, shivering at its warmth.

“Nice to meet you as well, just Jin.”

a/n pt. 2:  I realize this kind of deviated from the movie and some of its themes, but I had to make it work with their relationship hehe. As always, any comments or feedback are much appreciated, but I appreciate you all anyway. Lots of love, Isi &lt;3

[reflections-in-a-critical-eye]

i remember you making a post of best dressed man and you had included GD in it saying how could the thread be completed without him something like that and i was like gd? Because i haven't really seen the guy from back in the yrs, wtv i have seen is wtv clips ppl post on twitter and IF i come across it (kind of rare cause my circle mostly revolves around jm). I'm not particularly interested in k-pop or idols so i don't really try to deep dive there, very satisfied with having obsession with jimin only so what i was saying is that some time ago i saw someone making a thread on twitter about GD's photoshoots and t had great engagement with over 100k+ likes and damnn the thread reminded me why you included him in your that post of best dressed man.

Okay personally i won't say if he's good dressed or not because I'm again not much into that stuff BUT the experiments he did with his photoshoots were crazy like i haven't seen anyone do even 10% of what he did with those photoshoots. There was this one particular shoot of him with a woman and again damnn honestly. He was doing all that those many years ago. I get the hype he'd have around him and i know he's like one of the most popular from his times and most popular from his grp.

If BTS members ever do even ONE of his photoshoots from that thread ig the fandom would be GAGGING and idk they'd make the member some queer icon (They might have made taehyung one because of him posting gay movies and all that). Honestly? Hands down the craziest photoshoots i have seen and all of them actually. The clothes and all were very different experimenting and idk it could be big for me because I'm not much into all these stuff so haven't really checked many but yeah like seeing BTS's shoots and even other groups on my tl like none of them are doing it like the old generation ig.

Also wondering that if GD has done like that with a female why are these Kpopies be gagging and even shipping with even two idols (for this particular situation I'd say "idols of opp gender") ?? Should these things be not Regular and Normal? Or is it because it's rare to have these interactions in last 2-3 generations hence this state? I have seen few clips of old generation male/female idols having fun during shows n all unlike recent ones where ppl are just sitting there in the fear that someone might ship you with xyz idol there if you even smile lol. I'd never forget that one time i went ahead and watched a lizkook video on yt because i kept getting it recommended to me so i thought that if i watch it once I'll stop getting recommended again n again plus i was new in the fandom (tho i kinda knew how 'shipping' in geneal works in those edits, wasn't aware of the crazies of kpop shiping tho), i kid u not the whole video i was waiting for that one interaction because of which the video was made or because of which ppl are shipping. The whoe video ended and i was feeling dumb to even sit there n watch that whole 10 some mins video because i didn't know that u can ship ppl just because. it was edited from the 2018 MAMA the same one from where we have a infamous jkk moment. It's crazy how lizkook being one of the biggest shit yet they don't have a single on cam interaction. They might be besties off cam but there's literally nothing on cam yet it's one of the biggest ship of k-pop lol.

Why i brought the shipping in btw the photoshoot was because i can't grasp if any of the idol Today did that kind of shoot how everyone will react(or anyone has done it and I'm just under a rock?). Especially BTS members, the whole Tiktok, instgram armys plus half of twitter would be on the edge of cliffer the very next moment.

Sorry for talking about two different topics in one ask and make it long but i kida those were interconnected for this conversation tho my og intention was to talk about GD's photoshoot but another thought popped up in my mind.

I have a great article for you which will shed some light on G-Dragon and its impact. I referenced it in my analysis of Jimin's portfolio, but it's worth reading it in entirety.

It tackles the concept of masculinity and its various shapes in different GD works, including his photoshoots and what was achieved through that. If I remember correctly, the thesis was that as much as GD was pushing boundaries, he always kept things in balance through specific acts that ultimately helped him stay in a safe zone as well. Basically his act worked for everyone.

It's called "The deployment of gender for masculine balance: analyzing multi-platform K-Pop performances", by Minjeong Kim and April Lopez. You should be able to find it easily.

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[armynoonas]

Week 23

June 2

2025 BTS FESTA Merch.

j-hope returns to the stage and brings hope with him

The 21st century pop icons BTS are now featured on Korean Air’s in-flight entertainment.

‘HOPE ON THE STAGE’ in OSAKA Short Film

Namjoon Instagram stories - D-7

We think it’s safe to say Jin gives Jin Ramen a 10/10 🙂‍↕️ - w/Jin

June 3

j-hope Instagram stories

June 4

Weverse Magazine: Jin’s playlist

j-hope Instagram stories

j-hope on TikTok

호석진 Photo (Classic ver.) #2025BTSFESTA

Where Smiles Begin, IGIN - w/Jin

June 5

호석진 Photo Behind #2025BTSFESTA

j-hope Instagram story

Namjoon Instagram story

Netflix on Instagram - Jin at KIAN'S BIZARRE B&B

June 6

Namjoon Instagram stories

BTS Members Military Discharge (RM, Jimin, V, Jung Kook)

2025 FESTA with BTS Replay Weverse LIVE

June 7

Anchor Battle 🎙️ #2025BTSFESTA

j-hope on Instagram 1 of 2, 2 of 2 - HOS on Asia photo dump

j-hope Instagram stories

Taehyung Instagram story

Namjoon on Instagram - photo dump

Namjoon Instagram stories

j-hope Tour ‘HOPE ON THE STAGE’ FINAL Merch.

Today’s ARMY★613 [teaser]

Today’s ARMY★613 (For ARMY)

‘RUNSEOKJIN_EP.TOUR’ Merch.

Photographer Todd Owyoung on Instagram - Jin at The Tonight Show

June 8

Today’s ARMY★613 (With ARMY)

Today’s ARMY★613 Behind - Jin, j-hope, both

Today’s Bangtan - w/Jin

‘RUNSEOKJIN_EP.TOUR’ Merch.

Today’s ARMY★613 Behind 📸📹

Killin’ It Girl (feat. GloRilla) Official Teaser

j-hope Instagram story

IGIN on Instagram - w/Jin

[peachjagiya]

https://x.com/vkloveline/status/1843895872658247796

Oh he SAT!! With authority and intent. And Kim taehyung's poker face slipped up 😏

Just a fleeting smile but it was there, I see you KTH.

Iconic stage behaviour, Jungkook. 😚