#bogum drabble

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Congratulations - Bogum

(Admin: Mitzy, this is not my greatest work, I hope that you still liked it anon)

You hold the award between both of your hands, bowing to the other actors around you. You brush your hair away from your face, taking your seat next to your co-star, Seo Kangjoon.

"Congratulations, you deserve it," Seojoon smiles, gesturing towards the trophy in your hands.

"I thought Song Hyekyo would win," you admit, "Encounter was really popular."

Kangjoon nods in agreement. A comfortable silence falls between the two of you as the show continues. By the time the show is over both you and him are ready to leave. You are stopped in the hall of the auditorium by another actor. You recognize him, anyone could, Park Bogum the "nation's boyfriend" titleholder. You are younger than him despite your earlier start in the industry.

"Congratulations on your award," he blurts, you smile gently humming.

"Thank you, I'm surprised you didn't get one yourself," you admit.

You look around realizing that Kangjoon had left you when you stopped to talk to Bogum. You let out a sigh, not that you expected your friend to wait, he had been complaining about wanting to leave for around an hour. He still could have at least mentioned that he was going to leave first.

"Something wrong?" Bogum asks looking around himself.

You shake your head: "Kangjoon isn't here, I was looking for him."

Bogum hums nodding his head, continuing to look around, in an attempt to find the odd-eyed actor. You pull your phone out of your bag laughing at the text Kangjoon sent you.

"He left, he said he'll take mt to lunch tomorrow to make up for not celebrating with me tonight," you laugh, turning your phone towards Bogum to show him the message.

"Sorry, did he leave because I stopped you?" Bogum murmurs, you shake your head.

"No, he's been ready to leave for hours now," you explain, brushing off his worries, "he doesn't like sitting in one place for a long time."

You can tell that there is another question on the tip of Bogum's tongue that he is pushing away. You can already guess what it is and why it is hard for him to ask. Both of you are actors, both of you get the questions of whether you are dating a co-star are not every time you film a new show. You let out a small laugh, hanging your bag on your shoulder once more.

"You don't have to be afraid to ask, we're not seeing each other, Kangjoon is friends with my older brother," you explain.

"I stopped you because I have been a fan of yours for a long time," Bogum admits, "I still feel starstruck speaking with you right now," the formality in his words feels foreign since he is older than you.

"You don't have to speak so formally, if anything I should be speaking with more formality to you," you trail off, "you're older than me," you remind, "I only started acting two years before you."

Bogum lets out a shy laugh covering his mouth with the back of his hand while he laughs. You hate eating alone and Kangjoon is not going with you anymore, it is awkward to ask Bogum. The words sit at the forefront of your mind, but it takes you longer to ask than you would like to admit.

"Since Kangjoon left me, do you want to get dinner with me?"

"Of course," Bogum rushes, "it would be an honor."

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I’m too tired 😴 to think of a drabble so I’ll ask this: rank your favorite kdrama heroes!!!

Hmm, this is hard! I think it’s fair to say after watching Crash Landing On You, Ri Jeonghyeok pretty much owns my heart! But as for others… hmm I think I need to check my book of dramas I’ve watched and compile my favourites. 

Ri Jeonghyeok (Hyunbin) - Crash Landing On You

Enrique Geum (Yoon Shi Yoon) - Flower Boy Next Door

Eun Hwanki (Yeon Woojin) - Introverted Boss

Nam Sehee (Lee Minki) - Because This Is My First Life

Choi Sehoon (Jung Ilwoo) - High End Crush

Lee Young (Park Bogum) - Love In The Moonlight

Han Sejoo (Yoo Ah In) - Chicago Typewriter

No Jiwook (Ji Changwook) - Suspicious Partner

Kim Minkyu (Yoo Seungho) - I’m Not A Robot

Kim Seolwoo (Park Hae Jin) - Man x Man

Do Minjoon (Kim Soohyun) - You Who Came From The Stars

Lee Sooyeon (Lee Jehoon) - Where Stars Land

Yoo Shijin (Song Joongki) - Descendants of the Sun

Lee Gun (Jang Hyuk) - Fated To Love You

Son O Gong (Lee Seunggi) - Hwayugi

Je Sooho (Ryu Jun Yeol) - Lucky Romance

Jung Joonhyung (Nam Joohyuk) - Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok Joo

Kwak Hyun (Kang Minhyuk) - Hospital Ship

Koo Chansung (Yeo Jingoo) - Hotel Del Luna

Heo Joonjae (Lee Minho) - The Legend of the Blue Sea

I think I better end this here hahaha.

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𝖜𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖒𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

archive of our own account

𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖙𝖘

𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔫.

ever since the break up, yoongi's days all look the same. rainy. gloomy. painful.

비가 오는 짙은 색 서울 그 위에 거긴 아름답지 못한 내가 날 보고 있어

-yoongi centric drabble -angst, unhealthy coping mechanisms, post break-up -basically just a day in the life of min yoongi 921 words

𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔡 𝔞𝔰 𝔰𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔥𝔬𝔪𝔢

what stories were left unheard and we'd be able to bring to everyone's attention if only walls could talk? we might never know, but that won't stop Taehyung from wondering.

-mild angst, mentions of terminal illness and hiv, original characters -tae moves into a new apartment and thinks about all of the things that happened in there and he'll never know of 477 words

恋の予感 𝔨𝔬𝔦 𝔫𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔨𝔞𝔫

恋の予感 (Koi No Yokan): The sense upon first meeting a person that the two of you are going to fall into love.

-vmin -not so loosely inspired by true events -long distance relationship, happy ending, fluff 850 words

[𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯] 𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰

ring noun a small circular band, typically of precious metal and often set with one or more gemstones, worn on a finger as an ornament or a token of marriage, engagement, or authority.

[Nobody really knows Namjoon and Yoongi are dating until one drops to one knee in front of them.]

-namgi -a very self indulgent proposal fic 704 words

[𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯] 𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔰

mindless adjective acting or done without justification and with no concern for the consequences.

[Hoseok and Jimin have known each other for what feels like a lifetime, and they have always been deeply, wholly, and carelessly in love with one another.]

-jihope -childhood friends to lovers, heavy angst, homophobia, mcd, terminal illness and hiv, i cried a lot writing this 832 words

[𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯] 𝔟𝔞𝔦𝔱

bait noun food placed on a hook or in a net, trap, or fishing area to entice fish or other animals as prey.

[Yoongi and Seokjin have always been very close, but the never had anything in common until Seokjin organises a fishing trip for the two of them.]

-yoonjin - "platonic" date, they go fishing, extremely self indulgent and fluffy as fuck 740 words

[𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯] 𝔣𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔷𝔢

freeze verb -be so cold that one feels near death (often used hyperbolically). -become suddenly motionless or paralysed with fear or shock.

[Whenever Jungkook is cold he always goes to Hoseok for warmth.]

-hopekook -kook is cold so hoseok cuddles with him. that's literally the plot. -fluff 716 words

[𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯] 𝔟𝔲𝔦𝔩𝔡

build verb -construct (something) by putting parts or material together. -make or become stronger or more intense.

[Taehyung and Jungkook have always built each other back up, but what happens when that isn't enough anymore? How far can you bend something before it breaks? How many times can you put something back together before it's destroyed for good?]

-taekook -angst. -ambiguous relationship status, possible cheating, substance abuse, unhealthy coping mechanisms 762 words

[𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯] 𝔥𝔲𝔰𝔨𝔶

husky adjective (of a voice or utterance) sounding low-pitched and slightly hoarse.

[Jimin fell in love with Yoongi's voice before they even knew each other.]

-yoonmin -college au, strangers to friends to lovers -fluff 825 words

[𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯] 𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔡

enchanted adjective -placed under a spell; bewitched. -filled with delight; charmed.

[Seokjin is a practicing witch, but living in a world were people don't believe in his craft makes it hard for him to talk about it even with those he loves the most.]

-platonic taejinmin -modern witchcraft, fluff, self indulgent as always 723 words

[𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯] 𝔣𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔩

frail adjective (of a person) weak and delicate.

[Jimin has a problem with food. Jungkook notices, but it's fine. Until it isn't.]

-jikook -heavy angst, eating disorders 885 words

[𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯] 𝔰𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔤 

swing noun -a seat suspended by ropes or chains, on which someone may sit and swing back and forth. -a style of jazz or dance music with a flowing but vigorous rhythm.

[The razzle dazzle of jazz is fascinating, but sometimes it makes people do careless things and not knowing why something is wrong doesn't make it any better in other people's eyes. Taehyung and Jimin learn that at their own expense. They also learn that things change with time and that family isn't defined by blood.]

-vmin -past setting, period typical homophobia, jazz clubs and gay bars, drag queens -angst and a bit of fluff 2039 words 

[𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯] 𝔭𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔫

pattern noun a particular way in which something is done, is organized, or happens.

[Jungkook is the younger brother Namjoon never had. Or so he thinks.]

-namkook -childhood friends au -slight tention, fluff with a happy ending 1845 words

[𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯] 𝔰𝔫𝔬𝔴

snow noun -atmospheric water vapour frozen into ice crystals and falling in light white flakes or lying on the ground as a white layer. verb -mislead or charm (someone) with elaborate and insincere words.

[Jung Hoseok is in love with Min Yoongi. The feeling is not quite mutual.]

-yoonseok -unrequited love, friends with benefits dynamics, deception, angst with no happy ending 483 words

[𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯] 𝔡𝔯𝔞𝔤𝔬𝔫

dragon noun a mythical monster like a giant reptile. In European tradition the dragon is typically fire-breathing and tends to symbolize chaos or evil, whereas in East Asia it is usually a beneficent symbol of fertility, associated with water and the heavens.

[A story of a dragon tattoo and a family not bound by blood, but choice.]

-yoongi centric, platonic ot7 -tattoo artists au -everyone is lgbt+, includes trans characters -lots of fluff 1513 words

[𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯] 𝔞𝔰𝔥

ash noun the powdery residue left after the burning of a substance.

[Taehyung has been the most powerful person in all of Daegu for years now. All it takes to make him falter is a baby-faced journalist named Min Yoongi.]

-taegi -kind of a banana fish au (ash lynx!tae, eiji okamura!yoongi) -organised crime au, violence, guns, all that great stuff -angst, but this has a happy ending -some fluff here and there 1941 words

[𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯] 𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔤𝔯𝔬𝔴𝔫

overgrown adjective grown too large or beyond its normal size.

[Jungkook finds it hard to leave his feelings for Yoongi in the past. When he decides to stop trying to push them down he finds his chest is exploding with all the roses he had kept from blooming for years.]

-yoonkook -childhood friends, unrequited love-it gets better and then so much worse, i'm sorry 1292 words

[𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯] 𝔩𝔢𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔡

legend noun a traditional story sometimes popularly regarded as historical but not authenticated.

[Jimin is a fox in a city where people think they can get away with anything if they have enough money. Little do they know that no one stands a chance against the fox. No one except for Kim Seokjin.]

-jinmin -roughly inspired by Sharleena 's UKIYO -gumiho!jimin, brothels, mentions of murder and police corruption 2950 words

[𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯] 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔡

wild noun a natural state or uncultivated or uninhabited region.

[Taehyung and Seokjin share a summer of beautiful romance, but fall and winter aren't as kind to them.]

-taejin -summer camp au -fluff and angst, homophobia, domestic violence, alcoholism, mentions of drug use, long distance relationships 1825 words

[𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯] 𝔬𝔯𝔫𝔞𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱

ornament noun a thing used or serving to make something look more attractive but usually having no practical purpose.

[It's Jungkook's first Christmas away from his family and his hyungs want to make it special.]

-jungkook centric, platonic ot7 -christmas au, just lots of fluff 502 words

𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖋𝖎𝖈𝖘

𝔦𝔱 𝔱𝔞𝔨𝔢𝔰 𝔞 𝔟𝔦𝔱 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 (𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲)

yoongi moves to crown his dream of opening his own flower shop and makes a home in six boys he meets unexpectedly.

-flower shop and tattoo parlour au -taegikook -slow burn, a bit of angst, lots of fluff

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔫𝔢 - 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔞 𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢, 𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔩 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔦𝔱𝔶 𝔦𝔰

a beginning.

-very fluff -there’s alcool drinking, in case it makes some of y’all uncomfortable -drunken banter 3536 words

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔴𝔬 - 𝔴𝔢'𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔞𝔪𝔢, 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔞 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔪𝔢

in which they become part of each other('s routine)

-more fluff -just,,, so much fluff -mentions of abuse -backstories explained in this chapter 2851 words

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔢 - 𝔡𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔣𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔦𝔫 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱

a not-so-platonic valentine's day date and a birthday party. alternatively, yoongi loves his family.

-valentine's day and a little not-so-platonic date -bogum is introduced -plus hobi's birthday -a lot of fluff -so much fluff, seriously 4220 words

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔣𝔬𝔲𝔯 - 𝔦 𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔨 𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔟𝔬𝔡𝔶 𝔢𝔩𝔰𝔢

a home, warmth, and the colour pink.

-lots of descriptions in the first half -very fluff, very domestic -ot7 get drunk, what's new -bogum is a **** 5439 words 

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i want a drabble of sunny teasing gong yoo and him react to her following her and teasing too

If there’s one thing Sunny is good at it’s finding what annoys someone and exposing it to the rest of the world. So when Gong Yoo casually mentions he hates being teased with cameras around, of course Sunny has to do exactly that.

She waits until award show season for obvious reasons.

Sunny finds him giving an interview right outside the entrance of Cannes and sneaks up behind him, wrapping her arms around his midsection. Even in heels she’s a good bit shorter than him.

“Hello,” she greets the two men warmly.

Gong Yoo pats her hand affectionately, a wide smile spreading across his face. “Hello, Sunny.”

The interviewer greets her as well. “Don’t you have two films in the festival this year?”

She nods. “Yes, I do! You’ve only got one, right? Hmmm, well, that makes sense. I’m younger after all. More stamina.”

He mouths the word to himself before saying, “What are you implying?”

“I’m not implying anything. I’m saying you’re getting old.” Sunny gives him a wink. “Enjoy your night.”

As she walks away she feels fingers wrap around her slim wrist. Sunny looks back to see Jicheol trailing after her.

“What was that about?” He demands. “You weren’t complaining about my stamina the other night.”

Her cheeks flush a deep crimson. “Oh, hush, I’m just teasing.”

“Now it’s my turn.” He tugs on her, bringing her to a full stop. “You might have two movies here, but we both know who has the higher quality film.”

“Park Bogum?“

“Me- Park Bogum?” Jicheol blinks twice. “Really?”

Sunny pats his cheek with her free hand. “See you inside.”

“We’ll finish this tonight!”

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Fall For You | Drabble 01

Summary: Jungkook thinks that midnight is the best time of night, but he thinks the midnights where he gets to see you are his favorite. Or: the party where Jungkook decides to quite drinking.

Word Count: 3.188

Original Scenario: Part 01 - Part 02 - Part 03

↬ Mood music: X

A/N: Thank you to @workofteaguk for encouraging me to post this drabble and return to this world. I hope you guys like this return!!

Midnight is Jungkook's favorite time of night.

It's his favorite because once that clock strikes twelve, Jungkook's night is either just getting started, or he's falling into bed to sleep peacefully. He's either seated between pretty thighs and thick lipstick, a hookah pressed to his lips, or he's lying naked in bed with a pleasantly fucked out girl on his chest.

In high school, people have something to prove. Parties are always more extravagant and always go on longer, as if there's some kind of reward that can be found by keeping the party going until the sun's rising in the sky. Jungkook isn't a huge fan of those parties. He goes, of course, usually with Taehyung and Jimin flanking him and a pretty girl waiting on the other side of the room, but he refuses to stay much later than midnight. Whether he goes home or back to a pretty thing's house- once a senior from the local university had taken Jungkook home, thinking him to be older than he was. Taehyung had full out cried when he heard the news, and Jimin high-fived him so many times that Jungkook's hand stung, and well, that was a different story altogether.

Tonight's story is familiar until it isn’t, like a well read and worn book in Jungkook's hands. Jimin brings up the topic of the party during lunch at school, and Taehyung and Jungkook agree to go without any fuss. Jungkook can hear a few people talking about the party, saying that it's set to be the biggest one of the years, a huge bang to start off the school year. Apparently the host is planning on setting the bar so high that no other parties compare for the next three years until she graduates. Jungkook certainly hopes that won't be the case.

"Got a girl in mind for tonight, Jungkook?" Taehyung asks, poking Jungkook's cheek with one of his french fries.

"Nah," Jungkook says. "Do you know how many towns this news is reaching?"

Jimin rolls his eyes, leaning so far back in his chair that the front legs no longer touch the ground. "More than enough. Don't you worry your pretty little dick, Jungkookie. There'll be no chance of a repeat offender."

Jungkook pouts. "My dick isn't small."

"Your selective hearing is phenomenal."

Jungkook dresses casually that night, dark jeans and a red hoodie. He'd stopped trying to dress overly nice for parties after his first hookup, when he'd been getting dressed in the middle of the night and stubbed his toe trying to get his foot in his slacks. The girl he'd slept with, her wild hair covering most of her face, had snorted into her pillow and said, "Wear jeans, ace. So much easier to sneak out with."

Jungkook looks back on the night fondly.

There's a collective cheer when Jimin opens the front door, one that Jungkook recognizes as a universal fratboy sound. Fuck, he hates frat parties. They're never as intimate as regular house parties, but more than that, they always last longer. The girls he meets always want to stay for as long as possible, and Jungkook can't count on both hands the number of times he's ditched a hookup to go find Taehyung for milkshakes at the local diner instead of waiting around.

"How did we get in here, anyway?" Jungkook asks, after everyone's taken the shot that a few upperclassmen had been cheering for earlier. He'd been handed a cup of jungle juice upon entering the room, mistaken for someone else or for someone who attends the school. Jimin had taken it, grumbling something about Jungkook's presence in his life and ability to get drinks from any and everyone being bullshit.

Taehyung mixes two drinks in the kitchen, reaching for at least three different brands of vodka and definitely not enough chase. "My friend Bogum goes here and knows Mingyu, who's Heechul's little at the university. Also might've hooked up with Mingyu's ex."

"Dude."

"Hey," Taehyung waves him off, reaching for Patron- fucking Patron. "If it works, it works."

"Did he ever find out?"

Taehyung grins, not looking the least bit sheepish. "He might've walked in halfway through."

"Tae."

"I can't remember, okay! I was drunk as hell. Now shut up and drink, Kookie, you're annoyingly sober."

Jungkook does, tipping back Taehyung's horrible mixture of as many types of liquor as he could name. Somehow, the drink isn't as terrible as Jungkook had thought it would be. There's something fruity enough to distract Jungkook from the fact that if he lets Taehyung keep making his drinks tonight he'll wake up in a ditch somewhere without pants. It's happened before, and Jungkook isn't keen on repeating it.

Taehyung leads Jungkook to the back porch, where he joins Jimin's team in a game of beer pong while Jungkook keeps their drinks safe. It's loud and rowdy, and a few girls are cheering with hands on the boy’s shoulders. One girl lets her hand run down Taehyung's arm, and though he ends up missing his shot due to her touch on his opposite wrist, it's clear by Taehyung’s wide grin that he doesn't mind at all.

Jungkook doesn't dance at parties, choosing instead to stick pretty close to his hyungs and let others come to him if they want to. And since the night will stay pretty warm until the sun fully disappears from the sky, Jungkook spends most of his time outside by one of the fire pits, sandwiched between two girls with beer sticky fingers and bright smiles, losing track of time as he drinks.

"Yo, Jeon."

Jungkook looks up, still laughing at one of the things one of the girls had whispered in his ear, feeling pleasantly tipsy- or was he finally drunk?- halfway through his third drink. Despite what he had initially said, he'd let Taehyung make him his following drinks, and he doesn't regret the choice as his head slowly turns to face the person that had called.

"Seolhyun," Jungkook greets, biting at his lip. He recognizes her from... their literature class? Or the cafeteria? Maybe? Her blonde hair falls like a pin-straight river over her shoulders, eyes heavily outlined in black eyeliner. She's wearing some guy's varsity soccer sweatshirt, but she's biting seductively at her nail as her eyes rake up and down Jeongguk’s body.

"I see you like your holiday gift."

"Hm?" Jungkook removes his arm from the tiny girl at his side, trying to remember if he'd gotten a gift recently, and after a few minutes of very, very difficult drunk thinking, Jungkook properly recognizes Seolhyun. He knows her because she was always hanging around you, and Jungkook would always notice you. He didn't know Seolhyun very well since she was always at your side, and Jungkook couldn't get close to you without fear of having his dick cut off, so he chose to admire from afar. "Oh, the...?"

Seolhyun snorts. "The bandana, Kookie."

He flinches at her use of the nickname. Right. The bandana he had tied around his wrist. The bandana he'd given Taehyung because he didn't care for the color, but that Taehyung had insisted Jungkook wear tonight. "Right, of course! Sorry, I'm kind of… pretty drunk right now."

"It's okay. What do you say to getting out of here tonight?"

"Sure," Jungkook says with a shrug. "You wanna head out now?"

"Not yet, the night is still young." Jungkook just barely manages to keep himself from groaning out loud. "But the actual reason I came over here was to ask if you've seen Y/N tonight."

Jungkook frowns, an uncomfortable feeling settling in the pit of his stomach. You were here? He hadn't even heard your name whispered throughout the room or anything. Normally, if you made an appearance at a party in town more than one person had to talk about it, and Jungkook knew to find a date and get the hell out before he could do something stupid like talk to you or try to hold your hand or actually confront the weird feeling in his gut. Definitely not affection. Nope. Not at all.

"I haven't seen her. Is she okay?"

"I'm sure she's fine," Seolhyun waves his concern away. "She took a few shots before joining a drinking game with... Yugyeom? I don't remember, but she told me from the get go that she wasn’t going home tonight. If you see her passed out in a bush just get her into the house, okay?"

Jungkook kind of wants to scream at Seolhyun’s indifference, and he's tempted to find Taehyung or one of your other friends to make sure you're not passed out in the middle of the road. Yugyeom was known for going hard as hell at drinking games. "I'll be sure to keep that in mind, Seolhyun."

She smiles, something sticky and too sweet in the gesture, her eyes falling half shut in what he knows is supposed to be in an alluring way. "Is that offer still on the table, Jungkook? I think my friend just passed out by the pool, and I'd love to get to know you better."

Seolhyun gives terrible head, Jungkook learns. She's eager, though, so Jungkook will give her that; barely waiting until Jungkook had led her to a room inside the frat house- Taehyung sending him finger guns as Jungkook ascended the steps- before dropping to her knees, but she doesn't know how to use the piercing on her tongue, her nails biting into the skin of Jungkook's thighs, and he pulls her away before she can drag it on for much longer. Thankfully, she doesn't last long once Jungkook's got her in bed. She's vocal, which is nice, but he's holding back, refusing to kiss her- he never kisses- and rolling his eyes when she's got hers shut and he knows she won’t see.

Jungkook knows when a girl's exaggerating for his benefit. He doesn't need it, thank you very much.

There are scrapes along Jungkook's back, stinging painfully as he tugs his shirt over his head. Seolhyun chooses to stay cocooned in the bed, saying something about how she knows enough boys here to spend a night in one of their beds. Or if that doesn't work, she snickers; she'll just suck off the first dick that says he lives here.

Admirable, Jungkook thinks, pressing his customary kiss to her forehead before he's leaving.

It's late enough now that there are only a few people in the hallway and the music's been turned down. A quick glance at his phone confirms that it's just passed midnight. Jungkook's head is starting to ache, and he's wondering if Taehyung or Jimin are done enough so that they can leave, or if Jungkook's going to have to get another drink and find an empty bed for the night. He's not really drunk anymore, unfortunately, and he doesn't know if he has enough patience for another round to guarantee a bed.

At the end of the hall, someone's slumped against the wall, staring intently into the cup they have clutched in their hands, almost glaring at it. Jungkook almost spares them no mind, scoffing even, until he passes them and gets a whiff of a painfully familiar perfume. He takes two steps back so he's standing right in front of the person, hoping beyond all reason that it isn't who he thinks it is, but the hair is familiar. Jungkook recognizes the shirt, too, and his heart does somersaults in the back of his throat when they tip their head up, gazing through alcohol heavy lenses up at Jungkook.

"Y/N," Jungkook says. He kneels in front of you, taking the cup from your hand and sniffing it quickly. Fuck, it smelled like one of Taehyung's knockouts. "What're you doing? Is there someone here to take you home?"

"There was someone, but she disappeared," you slur, your head rolling back heavily on the wall behind you. "S-seolhyun promised to take me home if... if the guy she wanted-" You hiccup, extending your legs in front of you. "If they guy she likes wasn't here."

"Oh, um. Who's the guy?" Jungkook feels a flare of guilt in his stomach. He couldn't take you back to your house like this, he couldn't drive drunk and your parents would kill him and then you. But he'd just fucked your ride home and he couldn't leave you here.

"Some douchebag."

Jungkook rolls his eyes, expecting nothing less from you. "Alright, come on." He tugs your arm over his shoulders, struggling to get you to your feet. Your head lolls against his shoulder, and Jeongguk works very, very hard not to become lost in your simple perfume. It takes a few minutes to coax you into properly standing, still pretty wobbly on your feet. "Who else is here that can get you home?"

"Mm, can't. Parents are home."

Perfect. "Know anyone that lives here?"

"No. Of course not. Do you think I'd be friends with fuckboys."

Jungkook briefly considers just leaving you in the hallway, but a little voice in the back of his head reminds him that he could never do that to you. Damn, you. So Jungkook has you lean against the wall while he checks each of the rooms in the hall, cursing each time he opens a door to find either couples hooking up or someone already passed out in the beds inside. He's out of options, but at the last door he opens- an expansive bathroom- he gets a terribly convenient idea.

"Hang tight, Y/N."

"No, I was going to let myself fall."

Retracing his steps, Jungkook sneaks into one of the rooms, grabbing two pillows and a blanket that had been discarded on the floor. He jogs back to the bathroom, propping two of the pillows in the clean tub and then returning to you, guiding you into the room with an arm around your waist. You're mumbling to yourself, giggling a little, but at least you're not too far gone that it's difficult to help you into the tub.

A tub currently set up to work as a bed. Just call him Jeon Jungkook, life hacker extraordinaire.

"It's cold," you whine, as Jungkook's struggling to uncurl your fingers from their vice around his wrist. Each time he gets one of your fingers loose, you sway and Jeongguk has to keep you from falling over, giving you the perfect amount of time to adjust your hold. When he finally shakes you off, you slump into the tub, looking a little worse for wear. Jungkook lifts the lid of the toilet, just in case. “It’s coooold.”

"Uh," he looks around the bathroom, not recalling having seen bath towels anywhere nearby. After a beat of silence, Jungkook shrugs his hoodie off and proceeds to endure the painfully awkward process of getting your drunken ass into his sweatshirt. It's too big on you, the sleeves falling far past your hands, but Jungkook doesn't think he's ever seen anything cuter. Not even covering the sight with the extra blankets he found earlier helps. Dammit. His heart beats heavily in his chest as he says, "There. Think you can sleep now?”

"Mm, maybe if you stop talking."

Jungkook laughs quietly, brushing your hair away from your face. Despite your red eyes and the flush sitting high in your cheeks, you are devastatingly beautiful. Jungkook almost wishes you'd remember this in the morning; remember him being here with you. He casts one more look at you, laying yourself into a position that’s going to hurt like a bitch in the morning, before shutting off the lights.

"Goodnight, love."

Outside, a boy makes for the bathroom Jungkook had just left, but he stops the stranger with a hand on his shoulder. "There's a girl in there, dude. Sleeping."

The boy’s eyes light up, a smarmy smirk replacing the neutral shape of his lips. "Oh?"

Jungkook resists the urge to punch his seedy little face. "Get the fuck out of here."

He sits against the door to the bathroom and dozes in and out of sleep despite the bass of the music pounding against his skull. Jungkook isn't sure how long he stays there before there's pressure on his shoulder, a voice whispering in his ear and giggling from somewhere nearby.

"Jungkookie," the voice whispers. Jungkook recognizes it to be Jimin. "Wakey wakey, Jungkookie."

"Five more minutes," Jungkook groans.

"Hell no.” Jeongguk recognizes Taehyung’s voice now. "It's that time of night where the seniors draw dicks on sleeping people's cheeks. But I mean, if you're down for that then we can leave you here."

"No." Jungkook cherishes his dick-free skin too much. "Okay, wait," he says as he stands, mind still trying to hang onto the blessed sleep it had before. "Y/N's in the bathroom, sleeping-"

Taehyung quirks an eyebrow. "Why's she in the bathroom?"

"Long story. If I'm there when she wakes up she'll flip. Hyung, can you stay? Make sure she gets home okay?"

Taehyung nods, patting the top of Jungkook's head with a warm palm. "Sure thing, man. I'll let you know when I've dropped her off."

"Thank you."

The night is cool as Jimin leads the way home, guiding Jungkook through the subway stops both of them know well and chattering about the friends he had made and how he'd gotten a few people to tell him the best party houses on campus; for future reference. Jungkook know he doesn't just mean for when they start university. It’s a little too cold for Jeongguk without his hoodie, and he doesn’t bother hiding it, clutching one of Jimin’s arms between both of his and stealing as much body heat as possible.

He wonders if you’ll keep the sweatshirt or leave it at the frat house in the morning, assuming it to belong to one of the boys there. Another part of him, though, the tiny little locked door in the corner of Jeongguk’s heart, hopes that you recognize it as his. Hopes that he made even the smallest impression on you tonight or ever before.

"Hey, Jungcock, are you listening?"

Jungkook startles. "What? What the fuck is that name?"

Jimin snickers, properly linking his arm with Jungkook's. "It's what you called yourself tonight to a few of the girls, something about how your name matched the downstairs. Doesn't even make any sense but a few uni girls were clearly into it." Jungkook groans, but it turns into a sigh of relief when Jimin's house comes into view.

"Hey, hyung?"

"Yeah?"

"I don't want to drink anymore."

Jimin frowns, but to his credit, he doesn't look very surprised. "Nasty headache from Taehyung's bartending skills? I can understand why anyone would want to quit after what he's subjected you to for the last couple years."

"Uh, yeah," Jungkook says, running his fingers through his hair. It’s sticky. Who the fuck spilled something in his hair? "Yeah, that's it."

He wasn't about to tell Jimin that Jungkook didn't want to drink anymore because he didn't want to forget it whenever he got the chance to spend time with you.

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X BAR A Drabble By Risuki-san   RV’s Irene & Actor Park Bogum | Teenager | Romance © Risuki 2017 . Note : Judulnya maksa biar a to z fanfiction segera berakhir ._. . ‘Kau tidak biasa. Kau itu spesial karena kau temanku. ‘ . X Bar (more…)

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Hickeys - Park Bo Gum

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You ran your fingers over the purple marks that littered your neck, looking at them in the mirror. You saw Bo-Gum’s  figure lean against the door behind you smiling to himself, you turned to face him resting your hands on the sink behind you.

“You look beautiful,” he smiled stepping over to you, he ran his fingers across the marks connecting them.

“I have to film today,” you complained, he leaned forwards pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

“Good that means Jongsuk and everyone else on set will know you’re mine,” he rested his hands on top of your own tilting his head to the side.

You pushed his hand off of yours acting like you’d hit him, he laughed stepping away from you. You turned back towards the mirror trying to cover the hickeys before you left, you could see Bo-Gum step closer to you wrapping his arms around your back, resting his head in the crook of your neck that you weren’t applying makeup too. He couldn’t help himself but press his lips to your neck peppering you with light kisses and bites.

You looked at him in the mirror letting out a content sigh, you laced your fingers into his hair twirling strands of his soft hair. 

“If you leave any more marks on me I’ll have to kill you,” you still used your other hand to finish covering the bruises, “I’ll see you when I get back from filming, it shouldn’t be long,” Bo-Gum hummed.

“Call me when you get done, I’ll come pick you up,” he stood back, you turning to face him, “let’s go on a date when you get done.”

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Vacation - Park Bo Gum

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“How does it feel to finally have time off?” Bogum asks pulling you against his chest almost immediately after you throw yourself down onto the hotel room bed, you turn over in his arms to face him.

“It’s incredible, even better since I get to spend it with you,” you say with a soft laugh finding it hard to maintain eye contact with him, Bogum rests his hand on your cheek leaning forward to press a soft kiss against your lips.

“What should we do?” He asks stroking your cheek with the pad of his thumb, “I looked up restaurants nearby that we could go to later,” he suggests you hum nodding, “we definitely need to go to the beach while we’re here,” he mumbles looking upward seemingly searching his mind for more things to suggest to you.

“Let’s worry about that in the morning, it’s late, we just got here and I’m tired,” you say pushing your hand through his hair to get it away from his face smiling softly at him, he returns your smile humming, “thank you,” you say brightly.

“For what?” Bogum inquires leaning his cheek further against your hand closing his eyes.

“For planning this,” you say with a sigh, “I don’t know what I would have ended up doing if you didn’t decide to plan this trip,” you rush out, “I’d probably just spend my vacation days at home, sleeping,” you admit with a click of your tongue.

“We’ve never been on a trip together, that wasn’t for work,” Bogum says apologetically, “I felt bad about that,” Bogum admits pulling you closer to his chest resting his hand on the back of your head and the other on your shoulder, “let’s make the most of this trip,” Bogum near-whispers resting his chin on the top of your head.

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Morning - Park Bo Gum

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You stretched your back opening your eyes blinking a few times to adjust to the light coming into the room through your window.

“Did you sleep well,” Bogum asked turning on his side to face you completely, you nodded.

“How about you,” he smiled nodding, “do you want breakfast,” you muttered stretching your arms the best you could without hitting Bogum.

“Let’s stay in bed for awhile,” Bogum said pulling you closer to him with one of his arms, “I’m tired from filming, I just want to stay in bed,” he paused to press his lips to your nose, “with you,” you smiled pressing your lips to his.

You closed your eyes moving into his touch, he pulled your head into the crook of his neck stroking your hair.

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