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ador3sturniolo · 8 months

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omg can u write about angst w/ the song drivers license w matt or chris when they broke up w the reader but they end up going back to her place to be like i miss u and either she rejects him on the spot or is like i’ll think about it

“Please?”

An - Ahh!! Thank you for the request! I hope I can do as close to what you wished for!

Paring - Matt sturniolo X Fem!Reader

Summary - Matt breaks up w/ reader

Warnings - angst, Cursing, Mentions of ed, Kissing, NOT PROOFREAD, Hope I didn’t miss anything!

Word count - 1.2k ishhh

“Fuck!” Matt shouted.

“Matt it’s okay, we can work on it.” I spoke up a little scared to hear what comes next.

“I just don’t think we can. I think we need to break up.”

Those were the word you most did not want to hear.

“I just can’t keep having to deal with you.”

I felt a tear drip down my cheek.

“Okay..” I say looking down making my way out his door.

“Just fucking leave!” He shouted throwing up his hands.

“What the fuck do you think I’m doing Matt!?” I say rushing out of there going down to my car. I start my car with a river streaming down my puffy cheeks. I sob as I slowly leave the driveway, checking both ways of the road.

I’m almost home and still crying, my hands are shaky and my vision is blurry, that I pull over on the side of the road to finish crying so I can see clearly. I pull into my driveway, getting out of my car, tiredness filled my eyes as I walked through my house. I don’t even care about changing or taking off my makeup, I just lie down in my bed, falling asleep as soon as I close my eyes.

I couldn’t stop think about Matt the next morning. I didnt eat that entire day, laying in my bed crying all day is all did and wanted to do, and I did that for a couple days, not wanting to leave my bed or do anything.

2 weeks later

I wake up with mascara stains on my pillow case, my hair a mess, and my house dirty. I haven’t eaten in a while, and still no texts or calls from Matt. Chris and Nick text me once in a while to make sure I’m doing okay. I stand up and walk to my kitchen, grabbing a bowl of cereal, sitting down turning on my tv. I see that The sturniolos posted a new video, I click on it to see Matt with a big smile the whole video. It’s not fair that he gets to be all happy while I’m out here, not happy. I finish eating, putting my bowl in the sink and running back to my room to get my headphones and phone. Clicking on my cleaning playlist, I started to clean my house. Washing my clothes and bedding, sweeping my dirty floors, picking up trash just laying around vacuuming my carpets. It was night when I was done, even though my house was clean, I was still upset, think that cleaning would make it better but it didn’t. I lay down in my bed closing my eyes, before getting up to take a shower, which I haven’t done from the past weeks.

I get in the shower letting the water hit my dirty skin. I turn off the lights in my bathroom so I’m showering in the dark. I couldn’t tell if it was the water or that I started crying. I cry as I wash my hair and body. I get out the shower, clean. Looking at myself in the mirror, my eyes all red and puffy.

“Get your fucking life together” I tell myself in the mirror. I do my skin care and get into a clean pair of pjs. I cute up some watermelon and get a glass of water, and take a picture and posting it on my instagram story. Healing 🤍 I title it, letting people know I’m okay.

2 more weeks later

I decide to be a little crazy and put myself on tinder. I set up my account and go to bed right after thinking nothing of it.

I wake up to a couple guys that liked me, they were cute too! I messaged back one of the guys. We get a conversation going and he wants to take me out to dinner tonight. I smile bright at my phone and a get up and start to get ready for our date. I play my favorite songs as i get ready. I start to think to myself how I’m happy now then I was before.

I put on my favorite red dress that highlights all my curves and black heels. I looks at my phone to see that he texted me saying he was here. I walk out my door and get in his car.

Matts POV :

“It’s been a little over a month since I broke up with her..” I spoke up to Chris.

“Do you think she’s doing okay?” I ask Chris. He nods.

“She is. I still text her. She has a date tonight, so I think she’s moved on.” Chris states.

I was in a state of shock. There’s no way she could have gotten over me that quickly. I get up off the couch and head to my room. I’ve been pretty miserable without her these past couple of days, I thought I was fine. I want her back. She still has to have some feelings, right?

Reader POV :

“It’s now been two months from the first date I went on with him. He’s such a nice guy and we have so much in common. We’ve been on more dates and I have another one with him tonight.” I write in my diary before I get up to get ready.

After the date

“Thank you for tonight.” I say as pulls up to my house.

“No problem pretty.” He says as he pulls me in for a kiss.

Making out for at least two minutes, I pull back.

“Did I do something wrong?” He spoke up

“No, just think we can save this for another time” I wink as I step out of the car.

We wave at each other as he drives off. I walk up my driveway, smiling as I look down at my feet. I bump into a body as I look up.

“Matt? What are you doing here? Are you okay? It looks like you’ve been crying” I say concerned look up at him.

“I miss you. I’ve been so miserable without you. I need you back in my life, I want you as mine again.” He said through sniffles.

“Matt..” I hesitated

“Please?” He said looking down at me begging.

“fuck” I whisper

“Im so sorry to do you like this when your in this state, but no. Im sorry but Ive moved on okay? I think it’s time for you to aswell. We need to meet different people. I know we had a past together but I don’t want to continue it. We can still be friends?” I said making eye contact with him, cupping his cheeks.

I could tell he wanted to cry so I pulled him in for a hug.

“I’m sorry.” I whisper as he wraps his arms around my waist and cry’s.

“Did you walk here?”

He nods as he wipes his nose.

“Okay I’ll drive you home, just let me go get my keys” I say as I rush inside for my keys and walk back out to him.

The ride was silent the whole way.

“Okay we’re here, do you want me to walk you in?” He shakes his head no. “Okay then. Matt?”

“Hm?” He says turning towards me.

“Just know you can talk to me about anything, you can text or call me, we can hangout, whatever you want, okay?”

“Okay. Thank you, I’ll see you later.” He says as he walks away.

I smile at him as I drove off. I take a deep breath as I pull into my driveway. I go inside and get unready from my day and go to bed.

I’m being woke up by my phone ringing. It’s Matt. I pick up.

“Matt?”

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An - Hi guys! Thank you guys for the support on my last story! I hope this one is just as good as my other one! Sorry if it’s not sad enough, for y’all : ( I love reading it, but I’m not the best at writing it so bare with me 🤍

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rapperkookz · 5 years

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Rush!BTΣ — college!au, borderline crack au with @cynoirsure

a story about three friends and their obstacles of relationships, academic probation, and figuring out that international kids aren’t all that bad.

8/35 (Valentines Day Special Part 1)

word count: 3.8k

warnings: swearing

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YOUR POV

Per Taehyung’s request, everyone went to go look their best. After receiving the text, Jinhee rolled over in her bed, groaning. Having to do a full face of makeup in her suite-style bathroom was bound to turn out embarrassing or take forever, so instead of creating anxiety for herself by taking too long and making her suite mates wait, she went with the second best option: go to Hoseok and Seokjin’s apartment using the spare key to do her makeup there.

She stood up, eyeing the nice dresses she had brought up from her weekend trip back home. They were originally for her performance midterms, but the strapless dark red dress with a sweetheart neckline seemed to match with her dark silver hair at the moment, as well as the occasion. Jinhee grabbed the dress, as well as her makeup bag and slipped on a pair of black heels so she could head over to Seokjin and Hoseok’s to get ready.

The walk to Seokjin’s apartment didn’t take long, since it was only a block away from her own dorm, but the fact that they hadn’t salted the streets had really made Jinhee struggle the whole way there, especially in heels that had no traction. The amount of times she had almost slipped had gone up to the double digits by the time she finally grabbed onto the gate of Seokjin and Hoseok’s apartment complex and she couldn’t help but feel annoyed at the snow.

“Seriously, I will bring this up to Namjoon the next time he has a meeting with the Dean...” Jinhee lifted up the little pot sitting outside of the 3-story complex, opening the front door and the door adjacent into Seokjin and Hoseok’s apartment.

“Seokjin, I don’t care what narcissistic comment you have to say to yourself to get hyped for tonight, I’m using your makeup mirror for my own purposes!” Jinhee yelled into the apartment, seemingly a lot less sexually energized, considering what day it was.

“Abut time you came!” Seokjin’s head peeked out from his room, a smile on his face after seeing Jinhee taking off her heels at the door. He eyed the garment bag in her hand, raising an eyebrow. “What dress did you bring?”

“Oh, you’ve never seen it, my mom brought it back after her trip.” She shrugged, pulling it out of the bag. “It looked expensive, like I think it’s around the same price point as the entrees at the restaurant Tae wants to take us to.” She laughed, hanging the dress on the back of Seokjin’s dorm so it wouldn’t wrinkle. Seokjin’s jaw dropped, not used to how nonchalant Jinhee was with money.

“Weren’t you just struggling to pay for that bag of chips yesterday? With pocket money change? What have you done with my Jinhee?” He asked completely baffled, Jinhee shrugged again, pushing him out of the room so she could change.

“I am broke! I have 3,000 KRW to my name right now!” She yelled from the room, quickly changing into the dress. “Can you help me zip up my dress though? I can do my makeup in here if you need the bathroom...” Seokjin opened the door, seeing as Jinhee didn’t bother to lock said door so that he could zip up her dress. His fingers gingerly touched her back, zipping up her dress carefully.

“All I need to do is style my hair, but why would you pull out this dress when you have some other cute dresses that aren’t this...expensive?” Seokjin spun her around, now making eye contact with her instead of him facing her back for her dress.

“Because!” Jinhee whined a little, reaching for her makeup back. “If sugar daddy Taehyung wants me to look good, then you bet your ass I’m gonna look good!” She went to go sit down at Seokjin’s vanity, carefully moving his makeup so that she could do her own. Seokjin cringed at her statement, running his fingers through his hair before sitting down on his bed.

“Jinhee, please don’t call my bros that, especially when we both know Kim Taehyung is younger than you...” Seokjin stood up once more, going to his closet and pulling a simple white dress shirt and a black blazer that had gold accents from the neckline down and closing with hooks at the torso from his closet. He went to go change in the bathroom as Jinhee beat her face, going for a red eye makeup look to match her dress, blending her eye shadow till her arms hurt. Once he came back out form changing, Jinhee was already putting on her eyeliner and her mascara. She looked up at him, giving him a thumbs up and a grin.

“Damn, if I didn’t know you were a crackhead, I would’ve gone after you instead of—“ Jinhee purposely cut herself off, silencing herself by applying mascara on her bottom lashes. Seokjin’s eyebrow quirked, grinning.

“Oh? So Choi Jinhee, are you looking good per Kim Taehyung’s orders, or for—“

“Kim Seokjin if you do not shut the FUCk U—“

“Jinhee? When did you get here?” Hoseok walked into Seokjin’s room, Jinhee scowling at Seokjin from his vanity and Seokjin grinning at her, leaning against the doorframe of his personal bathroom. “Damn, baby girl cleans up well.” Hoseok smirked at Jinhee, making her cheeks burn.

“Jung Hoseok, I will kick you out of this apartment and let Jinhee move in. Isn’t flirting with y/n and teasing your Little enough for you?” He glared at Hoseok, who only frowned in return.

“So I can’t compliment girls anymore? You’re so mean to me, Seokjinnie hyung...” The pout was extremely prominent in Hoseok’s voice, making Jinhee laugh as she applied her highlighter. Seokjin only rolled his eyes, giving Hoseok’s outfit a once-over one more time. Hoseok was wearing a loose fitting white silk shirt and black dress pants with a design on them that you could only see with the lighting, hair parted so that there were light waves in his hair.

“You’re welcome, Hoseok.” Seokjin smiled at Hoseok, his eyes traveling to Jinhee’s shoes when she had come in. A pair of black suede lace up heels, they were almost 2 inches in length, something not really abnormal for her short stature, but Seokjin did applaud the fact that she walked to their apartment in those heels.

“Jinhee, you know that you’re still gonna be shorter than both Jimin and Yoongi with these little heels, right?” Seokjin’s comment made Jinhee look up.

It took about 4 seconds till the comment registered, but when it sank in, Jinhee seemed to frizzle up like a Studio Ghibli character.

“KIM SEOKJIN!” Her voice rang loud, getting up to beat him up. If Seokjin didn’t really know her, he’d actually be scared of her beating him up, but there was a smile on her face when she came stomping over to him, so he only captured her in his arms easily, letting her squirm as the three of them laughed about his comment.

“You wear heels every day! No one’s gonna notice how tall you’ve gotten! Now let’s go down, I wanna see you bust your shit outside,” Seokjin listen Jinhee onto the floor again, the three of them going back out to the living room to get their coats and shoes on.

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“Oppa, what the fuck do I wear so it looks like I’m rich or something?” You frowned at your closet, going through it for what seemed like the 10th time in the last 5 minutes. Jimin groaned and sat up from your bed.

“y/n, if you don’t just pick a dress, we’ll have to rush getting ready and you and I both know that we’re going to take a while,” he said running his hands through his hair. You made a sound of agreement and grabbed the blue dress in your closet that you wore for one of your sisters’ 24th. You carefully folded it into your bag which already occupied your makeup and hair bags as well as your heels and wore your coat, telling Jimin to fix your bed before leaving your dorm.

The two of you walked carefully across campus to his and Taehyung’s dorm, the ice and snow on the ground making the usual 10 minute walk into 15 (you burst into laughter as Jimin slid and busted his ass, but quickly offered your hand to help him up). The moment you stepped out of the elevator onto Jimin’s floor, you could hear the bass of a remix of “A Good Night” by John Legend. Jimin shook his head having no doubt in his mind that the music was coming from his dorm. “God, if Yoongi hyung wasn’t our RA, we’d have been kicked out by noise complaints by now.”

Taehyung popped his head out of the bathroom at the sound of the door opening and closing, a smile forming once he met eyes with the two of you. He greeted you both brightly before ontinuing his skincare routine, singing along to whatever blasted on his speakers. Jimin turned down the music a bit, offering you his desk to set up your makeup equipment. You started moisturizing your skin as Jimin went to he bathroom, casually making conversation with Taehyung as he stripped and entered the shower.

Jimin took his time in the shower and by the time he finished and dried off, you were already starting your hair while Taehyung was scrolling through his Instagram feed on his bed. You turned to Taehyung, your lips pursed in thought. “Oppa, do you think I should wear hoops?”

He eyed your makeup and waved hair, “What does your dress look like?”

Trilling your lips, you told him to wait as you shuffled to their bathroom, kicking Jimin out to change. He pouted in process, going to Taehyung’s closet to pick out an outfit for tonight. They froze as you stepped out and turned to face them. Jimin looked at you, his eyes narrowing. “Don’t you think that dress is a little too short, y/n?”

You scoffed and crossed your arms ass you stared at him, firing back almost immediately at the dressing boy, “don’t you think your shirt is buttoned too low, Oppa?”

Taehyung cackled at your comeback, “I, for one, think you lot hot yet very classy. But something’s missing besides the hoops,” Your eyes followed Taehyung’s movement as he stood and searched for a box by his desk. He hummed and pulled out two sets of jewelry, “do you want Swarovski or Pandora, y/n?”

“Swarovski,” you answered and thanked him as he attached the choker of diamonds to your neck. Taehyung smiled, “There you go. I also have some rings here that Jiminie likes to borrow, you can wear them too if you want.”

“You’re too kind to me, Oppa.”

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On another floor, Kevin was scrolling through the earlier messages, barely remembering replying to the main group chat in the first place. His room was quiet, something he had always wished for on regular days, but still very appreciated.

Kevin squinted. A normal Thursday would never be this quiet. He looked at his phone again, seeing the day it was. Something in his head clicked about the day, making him shoot out of bed. Kim Taehyung had invited all of them to a fancy ass restaurant and he had about an hour to get ready.

He hopped out of bed, turning on his speaker on his bed and plugging his phone in. After settling for some old school Zion.T, he made his way to his closet, checking out his different selections. He had some nice clothes reserved for things like when Jinhee once dragged him to the opera or when he had some frat house events, but there was one shirt in his closet that he had never touched all year.

Considering what the item was, it was quite obvious why he hadn’t worn it out yet -- a plain white Gucci shirt with the signature Gucci snakes on the collar. Kevin grinned at the shirt choice, knowing Taehyung, the one with expensive taste, would definitely appreciate it. He grabbed the shirt, along with a pair of nicely pressed dress pants, his trusted brown belt, and his light brown pea coat, preparing for the night in his dorm.

Tucking his shirt into his pants, Kevin did a once over on his appearance in the mirror. He frowned, not satisfied with how his hairstyle didn’t match with his outfit. How could anyone just have a fancy ass outfit and plain ass hair?

Opening his drawer, he grabbed the pomade, styling his hair till it looked presentable with the rest of his outfit. He really wanted to impress at least someone at the table who wasn’t his sibling, Big, or idiotic best friends. Once he was done for real, he walked over to his phone, opening their group chat’s map to track everyone’s movement. Kevin watched Hoseok, Seokjin, and Jinhee’s icons moving towards their dorm, where they agreed to meet to go to the restaurant. Carefully looping his belt through the loops, Kevin checked himself out one last time in the mirror before grabbing his phone, wallet, and keys. Slipping on his coat and some dress shoes, he locked the door before heading for the stairs to lightly jog down and wait in the lobby.

“Oh, there’s Ke-- OKAY BITCH POP OFF!” Jinhee’s voice rang loud when Kevin walked out of the building to wait in the front with the three, feeling embarrassed by how loud his best friend was. Hoseok only gave Kevin his brightest grin and a thumbs up, and Seokjin was busy texting initially until his soulmate had yelled, making him look up.

Kevin approached the three, Hoseok and Seokjin looking completely fine, Hoseok’s coat even open, but Jinhee wrapped tightly in her own light gray pea coat, shivering slightly.

“Is that fucking Gucci? Ugh, we love a man with taste.” Seokjin grinned, lightly punching Kevin’s shoulder. “You know who’s gonna appreciate that--”

“Do I spot king snake and an eye?” Taehyung’s excited voice cut off Seokjin, the said man running excitedly to their growing group of friends. Kevin smiled sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck nervously. “I can’t believe you got your hands on that! Literally every store I went to either sold out or didn’t have the shirt in my size,” Taehyung grinned lightly holding Kevin’s shirt collar.

“So you can buy a Gucci shirt, but you can’t go out with me for pho?” you pouted crossing your arms.

“You’re broke as fuck, what do you mean?” Kevin pointed his finger at you, the group laughing as you agreed with him. You stood close to Jinhee, both of you trying to conserve warmth.

“Can I join in on this little group hug?” Hoseok smirked flirtatiously, his gaze making you zip up your jacket. Jinhee rolled her eyes, “Can you go one day without hitting on us?”

“Oh c’mon, I’m just teasing.” He chuckled putting an arm around Jimin, “besides, I can’t help it when both of you look like complete snacks.”

“I don’t really snack,” Jinhee said nonchalantly deflecting his pick-up line, “I’m more like a 2 meals a day kind of girl.”

Meanwhile, Taehyung began counting all of you, announcing that the uber should be there soon. “Yoongi, Namjoon, and Jungkook are running a bit late, they’re going to meet us there.” Seokjin announced, his lips pursing. “This is gonna be funny, considering Yoongi doesn’t like driving, Namjoon doesn’t have a license, and Jungkook doesn’t have his car, but I’m sure that lineage will find something out.” The black SUV rolled up to the front of the dorm, the seven of you piling into the van.—

You knew that the place that Taehyung chose was expensive, but this place was expensive expensive. The seven of you who were already at the restaurant looked around in wonder, attention divided between many things: the live music, the intricate art on the walls, hell, even the fountain in the middle and the greenery drew your attention away from the fact that this was a restaurant, and an expensive one at that.

Taehyung thanked the server as they showed you to your table, various plates stacked and utensils propped next to each other. Taehyung sat down first, Seokjin feeling quite obligated to sit next to his Little and saving the last three seats on their side of the table for the lineage missing. Across from Taehyung sat Kevin, Jimin next to him with Jinhee’s chair basically attached to his, since Jimin was busy hugging the life out of Jinhee to warm her. Hoseok and you sat at the far opposite end of Taehyung, but you were excited to be accompanied by the lineage that was to come in soon.

You picked up the menu, your eyes almost bulging at the first thing your eyes landed on.The salad appetizer was equivalent to 22,000 KRW and you felt your heart almost drop at the price.

Those of you who weren’t entitled to 500,000 KRW a week for allowance stared at the menu in shock, Taehyung on the other hand resembled a child on Christmas morning, excitedly looking over the pages. “Oh I can’t wait to have a good steak and tuna tartare!”

“Kev...do you want to just share something?” you muttered, “I barely have enough money in my bank to get a salad and soda.”

“Did you forget that I’m paying y/n?” Taehyung grinned, “order whatever the hell you want, it’s no problem, really!”

“Are you absolutely sure about that?” Hoseok asked, “because you know that we eat like pigs.”

“Be my guest, we’re eating good tonight ladies and gentlemen.”

A few minutes after the seven of you ordered beverages (Seokjin used his ID to buy some cocktails for you underage kids - with the exception of Jinhee who didn’t want to drink), three well-dressed boys walked to your table, each sporting different colors of royal blue, red, and grey. The boys of Beta Tau whistled as they greeted each other with high fives and hugs.

“Wow hold on, what happened to our baby Kook?” Hoseok cheered, making you look up. You almost choked on your water, covering your mouth. Jungkook smiled shyly, taking the seat across from you. The three seats that you had left for the latecomers were all next to each other, so after Jungkook sat down, Namjoon sat to his left and Yoongi sat in between Seokjin and Namjoon.

“I went over to Joon’s apartment after taking care of Killmonger and Yeontan because someone said he needed a little daddy’s time” Yoongi squinted at Taehyung, “and then the kid ran into his apartment panicked so we helped him out by making him look more grown.” Yoongi grinned, his eyes flickering over the two huddled close together across from him before he looked at the youngest. Your gaze was also fixed on Jungkook, watching him play around with the hair that had been styled away from his eyes. Now that his hair was away from his eyes, you could see his doe eyes clearly, and they seemed to hold stars in them when he watched his Big or Grand talking.

“If it wasn’t for us, he’d be wearing a white t-shirt and jeans.” Namjoon chuckled, making Jungkook frown and cross his arms.

“Namjoon hyung is so mean to me…” Jungkook pouted, directing his attention to you. “Isn’t that right, y/n? I can dress well when I want to…”

“Mm, considering you come to class every other day in monochromatic sweats, I don’t really think I have the best place to be judging…” You let out a giggle when Jungkook only whined, rolling his eyes with a smile. The waiter came back with the drinks you all ordered beforehand, giving everyone an excuse to quiet down for a little bit.

“Is there anything you have your eye out on, Chim?” Jinhee’s menu was propped up in between them, both willingly so they both could look at the menu and unwillingly since Jimin was still holding onto her, his arm not around her traveling up her leg.

“Mmm, nothing in particular, too bad they don’t serve you on the menu,” Jimin pouted, his hand stopping on her mid thigh. “you look like a complete meal that I’d like to devour.” Jimin winked at her, making her shiver. His hand continued to travel up her leg, two fingers walking higher instead of him just rubbing his hand on her thigh. Taking the opportunity, she stopped his hand from traveling her thigh by holding it in her hand, going back to looking at the menu. Jinhee shot Seokjin a panicked look, the oldest quirking a brow before rolling his eyes.

“Jiminie, why would you want to eat Jinhee?” Seokjin’s voice cut off Jimin’s flirt, making Jimin look up as well. “First of all, she wouldn’t be very tasty, and also, why do that when there’s lobster mac and cheese with truffle on this menu oh my go—“

“Mm, I think the phyllo wrapped halibut sounds good, I might order that.” Jinhee cut off Seokjin’s comment. She only nodded, a smile gracing her lips. “Also Chim, you can let go of me, I’m warm enough now…” She giggled, slowly peeling away from Jimin. He only sighed, picking up his menu and looking through it on his own. Jinhee started to scoot away from Jimin, although her hand never really left his, the both of their hands clasped with each other. Yoongi took a glance at their hands, his lips only thinning into an unimpressed expression.

“This is why I don’t like this day all that often…” He muttered, the only people who picked up on his comment being Namjoon and Seokjin seated next to him. Namjoon’s mouth quirked into a small smile, entertained at how whipped his Big was for the girl.

The two at the opposite ends of the table, you and Jungkook and Kevin and Taehyung seemed to be in different worlds as the evening went on. Kevin and Taehyung were currently engrossed in a conversation of things that have happened in the past during Beta Tau parties and Taehyung’s wild travel stories.

“It’s so sad,” Taehyung frowned, resting his chin on his hand. “I mean, traveling alone and/or with Tannie is always fun, but I want to travel with someone so I can take all these candids of them, you know? And they don’t know until I develop them and then like give them in a shoe box or something like that. That’s romantic, right?” Taehyung looked up at Kevin, the younger’s eyebrow only quirking.

“Why don’t you take Jimin?” Kevin asked carefully. Everyone knew that Jimin and Taehyung were soulmates, but they’ve only traveled together once and it was less than a week. Taehyung covered his mouth, a small laugh coming from him.

“Kevin~ I said I wanted to do romantic things like kissing a significant other with the Eiffel Tower behind us, not losing Jiminie for a week and then reuniting.” Taehyung explained. Kevin caught the use of the gender neutral term, but didn’t think much about it. Maybe since he’s international?

Kevin’s train of thought was cut off when the waiter came back, asking for everyone’s order at the table. One by one everyone ordered, Jungkook and Hoseok milking the most out of Taehyung’s offer of free food, and everyone began talking across the table like normal. Taehyung stood up, holding his drink out to the others.

“To all the kinds of love out there! Happy Valentines day!” You all clinked your glasses of drinks, drinking to Taehyung’s toast. As the dinner went on, everyone was engrossed in different conversations, you and Jungkook especially in a conversation about the online game, Fortnite.

“I mean, my favorite position is sniper, but I think it’s just because I’m too pussy to go out and seek people…” You laughed, shaking your head. “Like, what if I turn a corner and the opposing team is there? Bam, I’m dead!” You frowned, your hands animating your demise. Jungkook only laughed at this, a smile growing on his face.

“Is that so? We should play duos together then, I bet I could help you with that aspect. And then you can protect me from afar as a sniper!” Jungkook smiled gleefully, his innocent smile in stark contrast to his deep silk v-neck. You were trying to not lose it on the opposite side of the table, but that thought only stayed in the back of your head as you continued talking to him. You shook your head, sighing.

“You’re like, probably a pro, there’s a reason why you’re known as the golden maknae of Beta Tau and why Jinhee calls you Ivy League Kook… I’m not that good, I just think it’s fun!” You exhaled. Jungkook quirked a brow, tilting his head. It took everything in him to not jump over the table and kiss you, your pout was almost too much for him to handle. He smiled, but he wanted to change the subject before he could jump the table.

“Oh, that reminds me, I have a volleyball game coming up, you should come!” Jungkook smiled, taking a sip of his water. You blinked at his sudden 180, tilting your head.

“Huh? Kookie, I go to all your games, why would I miss it?” You grinned. Jungkook only tilted his head, his smile only growing wider. “Besides, I get free stuff hehe.”

“Ah, a constant I appreciate!” Jungkook grinned at you, but before you guys could continue the conversation, the food had arrived to the table, and there was already talks about going back to 2seok’s apartment for more drinks that weren’t just fancy cocktails. You pursed your lips. Tonight was about to get more interesting.

-to be continued-

2-13-19

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