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apinktrashworld · 4 years ago

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The Camp

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Jungkook x reader | angst, fluff | friends to lovers au

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You and a few friends are going to a camp for a month, you find yourself growing closer to Jungkook though he’s your best friends ex.

For a long time, you and your friends had signed up for a camp to help volunteer. Works that needed help such as the environment, the old and homeless, hospitals and different orphanages etc. The list went on of what you could do to help. Wanting to help out as much as you can, you signed up for every possible thing on the list. The camp was set for a month. You scanned the brochure the camp had given out, you saw food was provided and the food schedule was written on the next page. There were pictures that showed people working and smiling, scanning every smile you could see you hoped to feel the same and to have a constant smile on your face throughout the camp. You had always cared about stuff like this and you wanted to help out as much as you could. You wanted to make a difference in the world and make it a better place.

When you had told your four friends about the camp they looked like they were about to laugh, not quite thinking you’re being serious. You just stared at them waiting for them to finish so you could explain your reasons. As you did, they seemed to get more and more interested and wanted to come along with you. Now it was your time to laugh. Knowing them, they didn’t want to leave our little small town for an entire month to do volunteer work when you finally were free from school. You stopped laughing and stared at them with a smile on your face, meeting eyes with Taehyung looking dead serious. When no one said anything you made the biggest grin ever, in which they all returned. You yelled out how excited you were for this and they all started jumping and screaming with you, hugging and dancing in excitement.

That was two weeks ago, and now you had finally arrived at the camp. You and your friends stepped off the bus with your luggage and stood in a row, staring ahead. You felt ready for what was to come and looking to your side, you saw Jungkook, Jimin and your best friend, Irene gathering their luggage. Jungkook and Irene used to date a few months ago but stayed on good terms in order to keep the group together. You especially were thankful for that since you had grown so close with Jungkook and not wanting to choose between your best friend and Jungkook.

The boys knew each other since childbirth and had stuck together ever since. Jungkook and Irene met through a mutual friend and grew close. As time went on, Irene dragged you with her to meet her new friends and Jungkook did the same with Jimin and Taehyung and just like that you hung out everyday. You thought you had found the best group you could ever find and would constantly thank them in your head. They made you happy and you could trust them with all your secrets. The more time the group spent together, the more did Jungkook and Irene take interest in one another and the two eventually started to hang out alone. One thing turned into another and suddenly they were a couple. You could tell how much Jungkook liked Irene and you were all for it, shipping them like crazy. Then Irene got in one's head and started telling you how Jimin had started to like you and tried to set up the two of you. It worked. Before you had never seen Jimin more as a friend but ever since your friend pointed out his interest in you, you suddenly noticed those quick glances he threw at you from time to time and his attempt in trying to flirt with you. Suddenly, you found yourself to like Jimin back, although not being as obvious as he was, you did not dare a single look towards him, being too afraid to meet his eyes and him seeing you blush. You did not dare talking to him more than a few words and a few attempts of flirting (though the flirting did not land whatsoever) in fear that your voice would shake or stutter. Irene noticed this too and practically forced you to talk to Jimin. You two agreed on a date and you shared a kiss or two, however the romance died pretty quickly after that, still, you care deeply for each other. Irene and Jungkook dated for three months before they broke up, Irene made the decision. She felt as if she wasn’t in a relationship with Jungkook alone and instead felt like she dated the whole group. When she told you this, you felt extremely guilty, you felt as if you were to blame for the relationship not working out. Irene is not one to open up about her feelings and prefers to keep them to herself in order to remain strong. Although Irene didn’t show her heartbreak, Jungkook however, got heartbroken. He loved Irene, and sometimes you think he still does. Wanting to help, your own heart breaking upon the sight of him, you tried showing him that you’re there for him. He refused to meet up with the group and started drinking up his feelings. This went on for a month. Irene broke him out of his bubble, talking out and listening to him, both crying and hugging and agreed to remain friends. It was hard for both of them at first, but soon it grew easier for the entire group.

Now, three months later, we’re here, standing with our hands full, Taehyung’s struggling to hold onto his bags but insisting he should take some of yours too because “a fine dame like you shouldn’t carry such heavy stuff”. Looking away from Taehyung, looking straight ahead to see where you’ll spend your life this month. Seeing people walking and laughing as they talk. Some are picking up trash and others are carrying boxes from a place to another. A huge smile spread across your face as you take the place in, you were happy you were to do this. Gathering your luggage you call for the others to get going. You all started walking towards the huge building that most likely was the barracks and the reception. It was a big white building with what seemed to be three floors. Walking up the stairs to the entrance you hear as the rest of the group are struggling to walk. Going in, you are welcomed to a group of men smiling and greeting you all. They’re wearing blue t-shirts with a text on the chest that says “Helping Hands”.

“Hi, welcome to Helping Hands!” one of the boys said with a big smile on his face, handing out four identical brochures as you had looked at before. Taking them, you hand out each of the brochures to your friends. “I suppose you are checking in?”

You nodded at his question. “Yes, it’s me, Taehyung, Jimin, Jungkook and Irene, we’re signed up for a month here” you say with an uncontrollable smile. You feel the rest of your group's eyes on you as they silently laugh at your excitement.

“Alright, I just need all of you to sign this paper and then I will show you to your rooms” the boy informed you, gesturing to you to follow him. He stopped by a desk and placed papers with a lot of text on it. Quickly scanning through it, you signed it and handed the pen to Irene. You all signed the papers and moved on to get your rooms sorted out. Walking through a long white corridor with several doors on each side, you thought to yourself that it looked like some kind of mental hospital due to the empty walls. Not thinking too much of it, you walk through the corridor. The man stopped by one of the doors to your right and gestured for you and Irene to go inside. Inside you saw three other girls standing by each bed.

“This is your room girls, the boy’s room will be a few doors down the hallway.” the guide said and continued his walking.

The boys looked at each other then at you and Irene, thinking all of you were going to share a room. You simply shrugged your shoulders at them before turning around, catching a glimpse of Taehyung and Jimin who are both watching the girls behind you. When you turned around you saw the girls blushing and smiling. One of the girls snapping out of it, stepped forward and greeted you. Her name was Jiwoo and has a smile as an angel. Her hair was long and brown that framed her face in a way you never succeeded with, dark brown eyes which almost looked black and a voice which could make birds sing along with her. She was absolutely stunning. Jiwoo then introduced the two blushing girls behind her, Sun-hee and Mee-yon. All of them are beautiful and you found it hard to look away, your chin almost dropping at their beauty. Irene got you back to reality and introduced you to the girls.

Getting to know each other, you learned you were all the same age and had a lot in common. You and Mee-yon especially loved taking trips and finding new places, Irene and Jiwoo got along due to them having the same major. You were really thankful for getting roommates such as them rather than girls who won’t share a single glance with you. You and Irene chose the bunk beds closest to the door, you being on the bottom bunk and Irene on the top.

A few minutes later, there were a few knocks on the door, opening up you see it’s the boys, all of them trying to squeeze through the door to look inside. Almost falling in, they stumble on their feet, smiling. Jimin and Jungkook turn to you and Irene while Taehyung gets busy trying to get acquainted with your roommates.

“Why did you get a much nicer room than we got?” Jimin whined as he turned to investigate your room again. “You even have flowers!” he exclaimed, pointing at the vase full of flowers on the table in the middle room.

“You should see ours…” Jungkook finishes as he looks down at you. Looking up at him and letting out a little chuckle. Not breaking eye contact, you quickly turn to Jimin who’s still scanning every inch of the room. “How are your roommates?” you ask, shifting your eyes between Jimin and Taehyung. Taehyung’s smoothly flirting with all three of the girls without them noticing. Jimin sits down on your bed, getting at home immediately. “It was empty when we arrived, have yet to meet them.” he says.

Looking out the window you see the sun is shining. Now that you’re here you’d like to get to know the place. So you suggest that you all take a stroll around the camp, in which Irene says she wants to do that later since she wants to sleep, Jiwoo, Sun-hee and Mee-yon agree with her, claiming they want to unpack their belongings. That brings you to Taehyung, Jimin and Jungkook, looking eager at each of them as they look back at you. “I’m down.” Taehyung shrugs and Jimin and Jungkook nod towards you.

Walking outside, the sun hits your skin. You’re wearing a white crop top with blue jean shorts that go down to your knees. Feeling the breeze pass through your legs you take some steps until you were stood on the grass. Turning around, you see three boys fanning their hands on their face, all three of them wearing black sweaters and hoodies with jeans. Sighing, you silently judge them for wearing such warm clothes in this weather and predict all the complaints that will come.

After the walk, you return to your room. You had met a few new people that joined your stroll and showed you around, telling you how stuff works around here and so on, hearing heavy breathing and small complaints about the weather here and there from the boys. They can only blame themselves for that. It had now become dark outside and a little cooler so you wanted to fetch a sweater. While back at your room, Irene and your roommates were sitting on opposite beds playing cards and talking. You greeted them and told them you were going out to the beach with the beach and asked if they wanted to come along. They said yes and now you all headed towards the boys room. Knocking at the door and opening it the same second, you were greeted with the boys along with two new unfamiliar faces. They all turned their heads towards you. You apologized for stepping in since you thought only Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook were inside. The two new people just smiled looking at the group of girls which just entered their room. “No worries love, I’m Hoseok and this is Namjoon” one of the men said and pointed at his friends next to him. Not gonna lie, they both looked rather attractive and fun to be around so you asked them if they wanted to come along to the beach. When you did, Jungkook, and Jimin snapped their heads towards you with a stern look on their faces. Confused, you looked away from them and met eyes with Hoseok and Namjoon, seeing their pretty smiles. “We’d love to,” Hoseok said, seeming thankful for your invite. Returning the smiles with an even greater smile. Then you headed out, all of them grabbing a sweater to drag on, the boys oddly quiet while Hoseok and Namjoon tried getting to know you and the girls.

Arriving at the beach, you all sat down on the sand, kicking off your shoes in order to bury your feet in the cool sand. Namjoon and Hoseok sit on either side of you, perhaps a little too close but you didn’t mind. You talked about your life and they did the same. Leaning back on your arms, you look straight out into the water. Seeing Taehyung teasing Jiwoo and Mee-yon by splashing water on them, hearing them laugh made you chuckle to yourself. Jungkook and Jimin sat in front of you whispering to each other, every now and then glancing back towards you. It didn’t seem like Jungkook and Jimin liked their roommates very much, you had yet to figure that out but for now you just wanted to enjoy the moment and look ahead of what was to come this month.

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apinktrashworld · 5 years ago

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The Game

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Hoseok x reader | smut, angst | fuckboy au

word count: 2,4k

Once again, you’ve let Hoseok play with you like you’re his favourite toy and you had finally had enough. One day everything’s fine and he can’t keep his hands off of you and the next it’s like he despises you, and you don’t know why. A few days ago everything was normal, you’d meet up in between classes in the janitor’s closet and now Hoseok doesn’t give you a glance whenever you pass each other in the halls. He’s done this several times before and you’ve let him come back to you like nothing’s ever happened. He’s playing with you, but you’re not going to let him play with you any longer. If this is all a game to him, let’s play the game with him.

You stood by your locker in school, stacking books inside. You stuffed in your backpack before shutting your locker closed, and as you did, you caught a glimpse of a tall boy with brown messy hair and jewellery shimmering around his neck and wrists. He was wearing all black, a black hoodie with white text saying fuck you and black ripped jeans revealing his muscular thighs.

Great, you thought, just the person you wanted to see. Hoseok was standing by the classroom you were heading to and you figured this was your chance to have a chat with him before class started. With determined steps and sway with your hips, you walked over to him. You tried to look as unbothered and confident as you could. The clicks from your heels boosted you into the direction Hoseok was in. He was standing with two friends of his, both wearing suit pants and t-shirts. Your eyes were stuck on Hoseok, desperately seeking eye contact, something you didn’t get until you were stood right in front of him. For a moment, you didn’t know what to say. Almost like a whisper, you say his name, attempting to sound seductive. He didn’t answer, just looked at you curiously.

“I hope you know, this game you’re playing, you’re gonna end up being the loser” you say as you inch closer to him by every word. You can feel his breath on your face and you catch him looking down on your mouth and back up to meet your eyes, and again, and again.

When you see his mouth opening to form some sort of response you immediately break eye contact and walk in the classroom fully aware of him staring back at you. You take a seat in the back and see Hoseok and his friends walking after you, taking their seats in the middle of the room. You try your best to avoid eye contact with any of them, not succeeding very well, you meet Hoseok’s eyes and find yourself not being able to look away. He smirks at you and as much as you hate to admit it, you blush and immediately look away. Shifting your eyes from the brunette, down to your desk in front of you to look at your notes, you hear him speaking to his friends again.

The class hasn’t started yet, but you find yourself already working on your assignment written on the board . You were going to write an essay about a feeling and how it effects you. The pen in your hand starts writing words and ideas down on the paper in front of you, at first there were words that had to do with the assignments but then you felt Hoseok’s gaze at you. Not wanting to meet his gaze you try to make yourself look as busy as you could, writing down nonsense on your paper.

Everyone was working hard with the assignment you had been given, the room was dead silent. Only hearing pens scraping against papers and the teacher tapping his foot on the floor while grading papers to make time pass faster and an occasional humming from him. You couldn’t concentrate at all, the teacher was getting on your nerves and the way Hoseok was looking back at you from time to time had your mind running wild, imagining things you definitely shouldn’t be imagining in a psychology class.

You had to excuse yourself, you had to get away from the presence of Hoseok for a while. Raising your hand, you catch the teacher’s attention and tell him you need to go to the bathroom. He nods and gestures his hand to the door with a kind smile before returning to grading his papers. Getting out of your chair, you walk hastily out of the room, the sounds from your heels breaking the silence.

While in the bathroom, you wash your hands and check your outfit in the mirror. You wore black high-waist jeans with a white t-shirt that you’d tucked in your jeans along with black heels that completed the look.

Exiting the bathroom you head back to the class. Turning the corner to the classroom, you get startled by Hoseok standing ahead of you taking out a book from his locker. Your heels revealed your presence, and it seems like you startled Hoseok too. The little screech he let out made you giggle and that caught his attention. He smiled at you. It made your heart flutter. You want to believe that he only smiles like that to you, though you know that’s only wishful thinking. You missed that smile and you wanted it to belong to you. Coming back to reality you thought you needed to stay strong and convinced yourself that Hoseok isn’t worth your time anymore, he’s not winning this time.

You walked back towards the classroom but stopped in your tracks when you felt Hoseok’s hand grab you by your arm. He said your name, in the same tone you had said his before. He pulled you closer to him and let out a sigh, as if though he felt relieved by your closeness. Still trying to look unbothered, you remain silent, waiting for him to say something again.

“I need to go back to class” you say after he didn’t speak. Your eyes changes from his right eye to his left and you try your best not to drown in them. You two stared at each other for a few moments. That is, until he suddenly kissed you.

You got so startled that you forgot about your plan to stay strong and acting like you didn’t want to throw yourself all over him again. His warm, wet lips smashed against yours. You didn’t want to give in, but you’ve missed his touch too much and now that you finally had it, you didn’t want to let go just like that. So you kissed him back, pressing back at his mouth just as much as he pressed against yours. He let go of your arm and wrapped both of his arms around your waist to pull you closer. Your hands immediately wanders up to his already messy hair hand curl your fingers in his locks.

The kiss gradually got hotter for every second and both yours and Hoseok’s arms got more eager, exploring every inch of each others bodies. Hoseok move you two and push you onto the lockers that were behind him and broke the kiss. He pulled back to look at you before he smirked and dove right back in again to kiss your swollen lips. His hands glided down to your ass where he rested them for a few seconds before he started squeezing, which led you to let out a moan, an extremely small sound that only Hoseok’s ears could hear. The mon only spurred him on, he moved from your mouth down to your neck, starting to suck and bite which made you moan even louder than before. Still trying to be quiet since you’re at school and anybody, a student or a teacher, could walk in and see you right there making out against the lockers.

“Hoseok” you say in between kisses, in which he only hums in response. You struggle to get out words since Hoseok is working wonders on your neck. “Janitor’s closet. Now”.

You feel him smirk against your neck before he pulls away from you and takes your hand to lead you to the well known closet you’ve done it so many times in before. He lightly pushes you in before he himself walked inside and locked the door. He proceeded to attack your lips once again, starting to groan. Both of you getting more and more impatient to explore each others bodies.

Hoseok hurriedly pulls off his hoodie and you immediately start feeling on his bare arms and back. There’s only been a few days since you last did this, but it feels like forever ago and you wanted to feel it all. Hoseok must feel the same since he started to pull on your shirt, gesturing that you should take it off. In which you did, pulling off your shirt as seductively as you could. Hoseok took a moment to take in his view, you standing in front of him in your black lace bra. He licked his lips.

You continued to kiss, moans and groans filled the air. Hoseok has taken off his pants and you’re only in your panties. Praises here and there from both parties and they only make you want the other more.

“I’ve missed this” Hoseok says against your lips, you laugh at him. He bites your lip. “I’ve missed you”.

Hoseok played with the waistline of your panties and pulled them down proceeded to take off his underwear shortly after.

“We need to be quick, Hoseok. I’m serious, no games” you say, trying to sound as serious as you possibly could manage in the state you’re in. He just smirks at you and whispers: “I thought you liked games”.

He lifts your right leg and hooked it around his waist. He kisses you before lining himself up by your entrance, then pushes in. You let out a silent moan as he does, not wanting to risk anyone hearing you, it wouldn’t have been the first time that would’ve happened.

Hoseok was drilling into you at an unbelievable speed, taking your request into mind and wanting for you both to finish as quickly as possible. You’re restraining from moaning too loud but it gets more and more difficult for every thrust Hoseok makes. Hoseok struggles as well to keep his own moans down. He’s right by your ear, you can hear his heavenly groans loud and clear. You hold him tight around his neck, clenching your fingers hard on his skin which will sure leave marks on him later on.

You clench around him and he lets out an aggressive groan and starts squeezing hard on your hips. Harder and Harder. “Y/n” groan “You feel really good”.

You’re not seeing clearly, you’re seeing spots in the darkness of the closet. Hoseok is making you feel so good, better than he ever had before. You couldn’t form a proper response to his praise. Instead, you lay your head on the crook of his neck and starts moaning against his skin, closing your eyes to take it all in.

His thrusts are getting quicker and more uneven, he’s almost finished. You lift your head to look at him. His head is thrown back, mouth agape, eyes closed, eyebrows furrowed. His whole face scrunches up as he finishes. He moves his hand down between your sweaty bodies and starts playing with your most sensitive spot while he rides out his high. You almost scream at the sensation. He kisses your neck and starts sucking on your sensitive skin to make you finish.

A powerful feeling washes over you as you cum and you can’t think of anything clearly anymore. Just the amazing feeling of Hoseok’s mouth on your neck and the wonders he’s working with his fingers.

Coming down from your high, you’re left catching your breath. Both of you are breathing heavily and an occasional kiss on your lips here and there. You felt so good, you felt taken care of and you wanted to stay here forever. But you knew that feeling wasn’t mutual. You knew that the moment you both walk out of this closet it’s back to the way it usually was. Hoseok would come to you whenever he needed too and you’d take care of him like you always do, you’d do it without any doubt. You’re wrapped around Hoseok’s little finger and you both know it. That’s why you want to stay here, where you’re in each others arms, with no other thoughts than the other in front of you. Hoseok interrupted your thoughts.

“How does it feel?” he says, quiet as a whisper. He pulls the hair in your face behind your ear and smiles. There’s that smile again that has you captured.

You smile back at him an lean into his touch by the side of your head. Although it wasn’t a yes or no question, you find yourself nodding your head.

He pulls out of you and starts getting dressed again. Giving you your clothes which are spread around in the little room for you to pull on again. You take them carefully and in slow, tired motions you get dressed. Hoseok takes his black clothes on fast, almost as if i wants to get away from this scene. He gives you a quick peck on your lips before he says:

“How does it feel to lose once again?”

You stop in your tracks, everything stopped working. It’s as if though time stopped passing. You lost. You lost once again to this game he plays.

“Class awaits!” he exclaimed and unlocked the door. He walked out without a second glance back at you. You were left standing dumbfounded in your underwear in the janitor’s closet in school. Your mind is blank. This was expected from him and you knew that, you didn’t know why you thought he’d do otherwise. Just like every time, you think he’s gonna change for you.

You got dressed and walked out of the closet and back into the classroom where you still had a lecture going on. You stood in the doorway and saw Hoseok fully focused on his assignment again, acting like nothing just happened.

Walking into the classroom, you take your seat in the back once again and take another look at Hoseok who doesn’t share a single glance back at you. You grab your pen and start writing again. You knew he would do this again, but you wouldn’t let that happen, not again. You swore to yourself that this was the last time you’d ever let Hoseok use you like this.

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apinktrashworld · 6 years ago

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Eyes

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Jimin x reader | actor!au | angst , smut

word count: 1.2k

prologue

White lights flashing before your eyes, a lot of voices shouting you name, wanting your attention, a forced smile plastered on your lips as you pose in your tight, long, pink dress. You’re seeing white spots from the constant flashing lights, almost making you blind.

“Y/N! Y/N!”

“Who are you wearing?”

“Are you accompanied by someone this great evening?”

“Y/N!”

Your manager comes over to you and gently taps your shoulder to signal that it’s time to go inside the theathre, which you nod at and make your way off the carpet and through the huge brown doors that leads you inside. The theathre was beautiful, with lots of flowers on every table and golden decorations in the ceilings. A huge golden chandelier is hanging in the middle of the room, giving it a charming vibe.

There were people everywhere, your coworkers, their family and friends and people who works at the theatre. You didn’t bring anyone more than your manager, who was currently talking to one of the workers. Your family being on the other side of the world, and not having had time to make friends except for your coworkers due to your career, left you standing alone in the middle of the room.

You stood there and searched the room to find anyone you could talk to, while lightly tapping your hand on your thigh. Even though you’ve been doing this for the longest time, being a celebrity, you still didn’t feel comfortable in places filled with people. You’d think it would eventually pass, or at least that you’d get used to the crowds and attention.

You haven’t.

You got extremely nervous when you were asked a question and needed to talk. It could be groups of three or four and you’d almost panic. Always trying your best to prevent it from happening. You’d feel your breath quicken and how your hands would start to slightly shake. But since you’ve lived like this for a few years, you eventually learned how to handle your anxiety attacks.

You’d breathe in deeply, then breath out, and then you’d watch the others in their eyes. Watching other people in the eyes seemed to calm you down, just how the colours blend with each other and how the pupils shift size from the lights.

While searching the room, your eyes met the eyes of your coworker, he’s an actor in the film who plays the psycho killer. He looks good, in fact, you would find him attractive, that is if he wasn’t such an ass at times. One day, he can literally be the sweetest angel, and the other be the complete opposite. So all he will be, is a friend. But the pretty boy waved you over to him and you politely smiled at him and made your way towards him. He smiled back at you and kept his brown eyes on you.

As you got closer to your friend, you didn’t notice the waiter coming on you right side making you bump into him and almost knocked over two glasses filled with champagne, luckily the waiter caught them before they fell down. Both of you panting out and suddenly caught each others eyes for the briefest moment, before looking away again.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you!” and out of instinct you looked up at his face again. His naturally blonde hair was pushed back, and his plump lips breathing in and out caught your attention. He had his eyes fixed on the plate with the two crystal glasses on, placing them so they wont fall over.

When he looked up, you widened your eyes and froze. His eyes were beautiful. A dark brown colour that shined in the light, and his pupils dilating due to the light, making his eyes stick out even more than before, and were slightly shimmering when he started to smile at you and shook his head, telling you it was a mistake.

“Are you okay? You bumped into me pretty hard.” he asked, his voice filled with genuin concern, and his smile slowly falling to check if you were in pain. But when you nodded your head and smiled at him, his concern turned into relieve and he smiled with you, still a little concern and guilt in his beautiful, mesmerizing eyes.

You felt stupid since you didn’t say anything, you just stood there staring at him. You wanted to say something, but it just wouldn’t form into any words. During your years of acting, you’d worked with and even kissed beautiful men before, but you never thought anything of it. This waiter was more than beautiful.

“I got to continue my work, enjoy your movie!” the waiter suddenly said, bringing you back from the admiring state you were in. You had gone lost in his eyes, and forgot that he was actually standing infront of you.

You told him goodbye and made your way towards your friend, like you were supposed to do. Right when you reached your destínation, he greeted you and you did the same.

“Hello, Y/n.” he said, a smirk plastered on his face as he spoke. Not leaving out the way he looked you up and down and back into your eyes. His eyes were beautiful too, sure. They were also brown, just a bit lighter than the waiter from before. They matched with his brown hair which hanged down his forehead. It suited him.

“Greetings, Hoseok.” you said back and smiled. “Excited to see how the movie turned out?”

“I really am. Can’t wait to see everyone drool over the hot psycho. You know, that’s a thing these days.” You snickered at that and made your way to stand next to him. People thought that you two made a good couple, and Hoseok sure liked to tease you about that. Always laying an arm around your shoulders, or just leans into you while papparazzis were watching. Even though people shipped you two hard, you could never think of Hoseok more than a friend, if even that. Now all that’s on your mind was the handsome waiter. Your eyes searching the room for him, and as soon as you found him, you were stuck, not able to move your eyes away from him.

He was placing two sodas on a table with two kids and what seemed like their two parents, and you saw how he smiled at them. He seemed like a humble man. Someone who takes his job seriously, and is really thoughtful for others, maybe even a good kisser with those full lips, maybe even a good lov-

Your thoughts were interrupted by Hoseok who pulled at your sides and told you that the movie was about to start which caused you to move your head to look at him. Nodding your head, you slowly turned your body away from the pretty waiter, but couldn’t help to look one last time at him before leaving the room.

And just when you looked back, the waiter looked up and found you. You met his eyes again and smiled at him in which he returned. You took that moment in, knowing this will probably be the last time you see him.

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