#allergy Jimin

[crystalsnow95z]

Sickie- jimin with bad cat allergies

Caretakers- taekook.

Posting for jimins birthday. I'll probably make a part two.

"We need to find shelter!" Jungkook yells over the rain, wrapping his hand tightly around Taehyung's wrist not wanting to lose him.

"Where's Jimin?! We can't leave him." Taehyung yells back, frantically looking around for the red jacket Jimin was wearing that day.

The rainfall came out of nowhere. The mankae line were all together until Jimin dropped his phone, the three of them splitting up to try to find it. Taehyung yelled over the rain, praying that Jimin could hear him.

"Jimin-ah!" Taehyung screamed as loud as he could.

I can't leave Jimin in a foreign country on his own. His Japanese isn't very good, I don't know if he'd know how to ask for help.. He was supposed to stay with Jungkook..

"Jimin-sii! Jimin-ah! Jiminie-hyung!" Jungkook felt his voice weakening as he screamed, but didn't give up until they finally got an answer.

"Taehyungie! Jungkook-ah!" Jimin's voice was heard in the distance, the two running blindly towards it.

Jimin could hardly see where he was running through the hard rainfall, relief washing over him when he saw the blue hair of Jungkook and the red hat of Taehyung.

"Jungkook-ah! Taehyungie!" Jimin wraps his arms around his two younger brothers. He could feel his heart pounding against them, but they had to take their reunion elsewhere. "We need shelter!" Jimin shouts over the rain, gripping the wrists of his members and running towards a brightly lit building blindly.

"[Welcome!]" A friendly female voice greets them in Japanese with a smile. "[You're soaked to the bone. Let me get you guys a towel.]" She runs towards the back.

"[Ah, that'd be great, thank you.]" Taehyung bows.

"What did she say?" Jimin asks rubbing hids eyes as she leaves. As soon as Jimin entered the building, he felt his eyes starting to water. He looked around the building he chose at random, seeing the cats sitting on cat trees and in fluffy beds.

"She said she'll give us towels to dry off with, she didn't really give me time to talk.." Taehyung explains. "Jiminie this is a cat Cafe, I don't think we should stay here long."

"We should try to find another place to stay.." Jungkook tried pulling Jimin's hand agreeing with Taehyung, but he had already lost him to a small calico that started rubbing against him.

"I'll be fine.. there's no way we can make it back home with how hard it's raining and the woman already started helping us." Jimin bent down to scratch the ear of the furry creature, smiling when he hears a low rumbling purr.

"Jimin-sii don't do that you'll only make yourself feel worse." Jungkook scolds him. "Here.. it's a little wet, but it'll at least keep the hair from your nose.." he placed the wet cloth mask over his face, gently tucking it behind his ears.

"But she's so cute, I can't ign..ah.." Jimin backs up from the cat to cover his sneeze, trying to not scare his feline friend. "Heh'itchii..heh..heachi!" He sneezes twice,feeling his nose drip into the mask.

"[Here you go. Try to dry off a bit before you catch a cold.]" The woman returned with three towels, passing one to each member. "[We have a gift shop with some socks, shirts, and jackets. That's the best I can do.]"

"[No, that's more than enough. Thank you.]" Taehyung bows again. She's been so kind.. I'd feel bad to leave right away. I'll just call staff to find us and we'll wait here.

Taehyung slides off his wet shoes. "[Ah.. my socks are soaked.. I'll ruin your slippers..]"

"[It's okay. Don't worry about it. Just wear them barefooted, I'll take care of it.]" The woman reassures him.

"Heyitxh!" Jimin sniffles. "Hehtichih! I'm sorry, kitty.."

The calico jumps at his sudden sneezes, moving away from him to go to Jungkook, who is busy tucking his wet socks into his shoes.

The three get as dry as they could and walk towards the back room, where the gift shop was. There was a large orange cat, who meowed expectantly when they came in.

"Don't touch Jiminie." Taehyung warns. "We need to focus on getting clothes, not petting cats."

Jimin was already on his way to greet the feline, reaching his hand to stroke his chin. "Choose for me, Tete. I don't really mind. Oh! We could get..get...heh..heh'tichi!" Jimin sneezes, breath hitching for another round, covering his face. "Heiycu!...hehitch!...heh'tichi!"

Jungkook pulls on Jimin's elbow. "Get away from the cat hyungie. Your face is swelling.. we need to find you some medicine.." Jungkook searches the shelves for any type of allergy pills, but comes up empty handed.

Maybe staff might have some in the back for emergencies.

"Don't worry about it Jungkook-ah. I'll be fine." Jimin sniffles, happy that Jungkook couldn't see how runny his nose had become. "Let's go find Taehyungie."

"I'm here. I just got off the phone.. it'll be an hour before they come get us.. let's buy something dry and get something warm to drink.. I'm freezing.." Taehyung's lip quivers as he speaks, already having a slight blue tint.

The three boys choose black hoodies with pink pawprints across the bottom and a black shirt with a white cat outline. Something simple and cheap. Jungkook picks up a black mask with white cat whiskers for Jimin, the three boys slipping into the bathroom to change, going in the handicap stall together to change.

"Heh..heh'tichi!" Jimin sneezes, removing the mask and getting some toliet paper to try to clean up his face.

"My poor Minnie.." Taehyung hugs him. "I wish I had some medicine to help you."

"It's okay Tae. I'll be fine." Jimin gives him a reassuring smile, but he knew he was reaching his limits. It was becoming harder to breathe, having to take deep breaths from his mouth to not feel light headed.

The boys shove their wet clothes into the shopping bag, going back to the front end. "[Thank you very much. We would like to stay for an hour if you have a slot available?]"

"[Oh yes, I do. We've had some cancelations because of the storm. Is everything okay? Your friend isn't looking well.]" The woman asks, looking at Jimin with concern.

"[He is allergic..?to cats..]" Taehyung struggles to remember the right word, relaxing when the woman nodded in understanding.

"Hehtichih!" Jimin sneezes, bowing his head in apology.

"[Ah, ah no worries. It's not uncommon to happen. I've seen many groups of friends enter a room, one unaware of their allergy. I will give you something for him."

Taehyung brightens up, bowing deeply, folding himself in half. "Thank you very much. I'd really appreciate it."

Jimin looks at him with confusion, wondering what he was working excited about. Taehyung continues to chat with the woman as they get led to a room, three cats inside waiting for them. Jimin keeps hold of his elbow, his watery eyes making it hard to see straight.

"[Wait here. I'll get your order in.]" The woman leaves.

"What did she say?" Jimin asked with a head tilt.

"She found medicine for Jimin?" Jungkook asks, his Japanese being fuzzy.

"She said she would bring allergy medicine for Minnie." Taehyung pulls Jimin to lean against him. "You'll feel better soon, okay?"

Jimin sniffles, rubbing the tears from his eyes."thank you Tete, for handling the talking.."He was actually relieved that the cats didn't crawl into his lap. He didn't want to say it out loud, but he regretted his decision to pet the cat without taking any medicine to make his symptoms more manageable. The itch returned full force, breath hitching. He didn't want to sneeze anymore, not wanting to worry his younger siblings. "Hah...hah..." Jimin pinched the bridge of his nose, holding his breath to try to stop the sneeze, relaxing when the feeling died down.

"Its okay Jimin-ah. You don't have to hide it. We all know how bad your allergies can get..don't fight it." Taehyung comforts him, rubbing his chest.

"It's not that I'm trying to hide it. It just hurts my throat.." Jimin sniffles.

A tuxedo cat jumps onto Jimin's chest when he sees Taehyung's hand moving, nuzzling into it for pets.

"Ah, kitty please, get off of Jiminie.." Taehyung tried to push the cat off but the cat digs his claws in to prevent himself from being moved.

"Aiish!" Jimin sucks in his breath, Jungkook rushing over to remove it. "Claws, claws kitty.." Jimin whines.

"Kitty no, I'll pet you, just don't hurt my hyung.." he pulls the kitty to his chest, cradling it to keep it from touching his wet legs. "There.. I'll pet you..good kitty." Jungkook strokes the kitty's head.

"Hehitch! Hixchii! Heh..heh'itchugh...!" Jimin sniffles loudly, trying to clear his airway to breathe. He lowers his mask to try to make it easier to breathe, but it doesn't help. All he did was make the cat dander enter his airway setting off another flurry of sneezes. "Hehitduch! Heh'itchii! Hehditch! Ah..agh.." Jimin holds his breath, not wanting to sneeze again. His head was spinning, gasping for air.

"Jimin-ah are you okay?" Taehyung tries sitting him up to make it easier to breathe, gently rubbing his back. Jimin doesn't answer him, unable to catch his breath, the itch in his nose returning full force.

"Heh'heh! Hitchish! Heh'itchii! Ah...ah...mn.." Jimin pants, leaning against Taehyung as he fights to breathe.

Please miss.. come back soon..

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Jungkook asks, his heart racing feeling utterly helpless to comfort Jimin his eyes shining with unshed tears.

"D..don't cry.." Jimin asks breathlessly, reaching to touch Jungkook. "I'm okay." He whispers the last part with a short gasp of air.

The door opens, another staff member entering with a tray. "[I brought two lattes and a hot cocoa. Ah, the medicine must be for you. Here you go Jimin-kun..]" The man places the tray on the table next to them, giving him a blister tablet and a cup of water, blushing when he realizes he called Jimin by name.

"[Thank you]" Jimin bows his head, trying to pop the pill out with his shaky hands. Taehyung takes it from him, getting the pink pill out and putting it in Jimin's mouth then helping him drink.

"Thanks Tae.." Jimin swallows down the pill, hoping it kicks in quickly. It felt like he ran a marathon, his heart racing and his breath coming out ragged.

"[I'm sorry, but could I please have extra napkins?]" Taehyung asks politely.

"[Of course. Did you need anything else?]" The man asked, keeping himself from making eye contact.

"[No, no.. just the tissues..]" Taehyung bows his head deeply, watching him scurry out of the room.

"Cute.." Taehyung smiles, watching him flee. "We should leave then our autograph."

Jungkook nods. "I wonder if the woman who gave us towels recognized us too.."

Jimin leans against Taehyung, taking deep breaths.

I can't breathe, but I don't want to worry them.. I just need to relax, it'll kick in soon. I'm fine.. I'm okay..

Jimin continued to repeat reassuring words to himself, relaxing against Taehyung as he continued to gently caress his chest.

The young man returns quickly with a packet of tissues and napkins. "[Here you are..]"

"[Thank you.]" Jungkook answers for Jimin, taking them for Jimin.

"Do you..want..cat gone?" The man tried to speak Korean, making the members smile.

"No..I'll be okay." Jimin answers. "Don't worry. I'm starting to feel better."

Taehyung repeats Jimin in Japanese. The man nodded, bowing and quickly leaving.

Jimin takes a tissue as soon as he leaves, blowing his nose loudly filling the tissue. "Ugh.. that hurt.."

"I'm sorry Jimin-sii.." Jungkook reaches over to push his bangs behind his ear.

Jimin tries again to clear his nose, messily blowing his nose again. "I'm starting to feel better.."

Jungkook and Taehyung both relax when they notice Jimin breathing easier, sitting up on his own to sip his latte. "Oh wow, Jungkook-ah try the latte it's.. heh.. heh'itch!"

Jungkook takes his cup to try, eyes widening. "Oh wow..it is good!"

Taehyung picks up his cocoa. "Ooh..Mines good too. You want to try it Jiminie?"

Jimin takes Taehyungs cup, taking a sip. "Wow.. it's really rich.. I love it.." he smiled, trying to calm his worried brothers with a cheerful nature, forcing a sneeze down.

"Maow!" A grey cat rubs against Taehyung's arm.

"Ah.. Kitty you want pets, okay. I'll pet you." Taehyung pets the cat from the head to the tail. "[Just stay away from Jiminie for a little while longer..]" He switched to Japanese.

The cat purrs, cuddling into his hand.

"Hehitch! Heh..heh'tichi!" Jimin sneezes,covering his face with a tissue.

"Are you okay Minnie?" Taehyung asks, brow furrowed in worry.

"Yeah, I'm okay.. just give me another ten minutes, I'll be okay.." Jimin tells them, stroking the fur of a calico cat. "Don't worry." He was finally starting to feel better, finally enjoying the cats company.

Category: Snz

Sickie: Jimin

Caretaker: any/author’s choice

Prompt: Jimin loves cats. He’ll volunteer at animal shelters, visit cat cafés, pet any stay kitten he sees walking by.

Jimin is also very, very allergic to cats.

[crystalsnow95z]

your allergy fics are so good! would you be able to write one with jungkook? any caretaker, with jungkook coming into contact with something he's terribly allergic to but he wants to enjoy (like a bouquet of flowers or a cute kitten idk) and it sets him off sneezing a ton, with a super itchy nose. thank you!

I have plenty of mostly finished projects, but I can't bring myself to post them, so I keep working on new ones, and after months, I finally made one I like!

"Jaykay...Jungkook-ah.. wake up.. we're landing.." Hoseok shakes the mankae when his gentle approach doesn't work. "Jaykay your face is so puffy.." Hoseok smiles fondly, grabbing Jungkook's face and smooshing his face in between his fingers.

Jungkook moans in complaint, his eyes fluttering open to look at Hoseok. "Hyung..what time is it?" he grabs Hoseok's wrist to get him to stop attacking his cheeks, rubbing at his eyes. "It's morning still?"

"It is..Good morning Junggukkie." Hoseok smiles, feeling pride in successfully getting him to start moving. "It's because of the time difference. Remember?"

Jungkook studies his surroundings perplexed before his eyes widen with recognition when the sleep that fogged his memory dissipates, replaced with excitement. "Oh! I know! We're filming a music video!I'm so excited! We're going to be filming by a real waterfall and going to a garden with hundreds of different flowers and we're going to work with birds!" The memory of the meeting floods over him.

"We're going to get amazing photos. I wonder if we'll get to see a real toucan." Taehyung adds in his own excitement, leaning forward to talk to Jungkook.

"Toucan? Do you really think we can see a real one? I've seen videos of them and they don't look real." Hoseok adds in.

"Everyone, please return to your seats and buckle up." The boys hear the announcement, gathering up their things.

"Namjoon-ah do you have everything?" Yoongi asks, placing his tablet into his bag.

"Of course. You gifted me a holder for my passport after that incident in japan.." Namjoon pulls out the passport that was tucked into his shirt.

"That's because we almost couldn't perform.. you're lucky that man found it in the bathroom for you.. What about your headphones?"

Namjoon opens his airpod case, ears reddening when he sees there's only one inside, feeling around his seat until he finds it. "You knew i lost one didn't you hyung.."

"It fell out when you were sleeping." Yoongi smiles, then gasps in surprise when the turbulence hits, clutching onto the armrest, his stomach churning uncomfortably.

"You okay Yoongi?" Jin asks, taking out his headphones when he feels Yoongi's hand brush against his arm.

"I'm okay, my stomach just fluttered.." Yoongi swallows the saliva that filled his mouth, taking a deep breath. "It'll pass.."

"We're almost on the ground, and we'll have a few hours to rest." Jin reassures the daegu rapper, taking his hand.

"Thanks hyungie.." Yoongi speaks softly, squeezing Jin's hand.

"You don't have to thank me. Just take it easy until the shoot okay?" Jin gently runs his thumb across Yoongi's knuckles.

"We landed!" Jungkook says excitedly, unbuckling himself, but Hoseok puts his hand on Jungkook's thigh.

"Let's wait a bit to get off Kook-ah." Hoseok orders gently side eyeing Yoongi, who still hadn't regained the color in his cheeks.

"Yes hyung..." Jungkook settles back in, eyes sparkling. It doesn't matter if I have to wait. I'll be able to film with the birds and see the waterfall and take pretty photos for army.

"Is everyone finished changing?" Namjoon asks, looking over his team, frowning when he notices Jungkook's darker outfit in comparison to everyone else's vibrant colors."Jungkook, that's the wrong outfit..that's for the garden shoot.."

"Aish..I'm sorry Hyung.." Jungkook quickly starts stripping to switch outfits. "Everything looks so pretty from the carride and the hotel view..I got excited.." he casts his eyes down guiltily. I'm not some teenager anymore.. I need to concentrate and not make such rookie mistakes.. I should've noticed I didn't match..

"It's okay, just pay attention from now on, alright? We need to focus on filming. We only have so much daylight with outside shoots." Namjoon rubs Jungkook's back, helping him get changed to make it quicker.

"I'll pay attention from now on.." Jungkook promises shyly looking away from Namjoon. After switching to match the others in the mankae line, the seven boys leave the dressing room, Jungkook fighting the urge to run towards the sound of the waterfall.

Hoseok and Jimin links arms with Jungkook, keeping him at pace with the others. "Calm down Jaykay you don't want to risk getting hurt on this uneven ground before we even get there." Hoseok scolds him gently, leading him around a tree root.

"I'll be careful, sorry hyung.." Jungkook watches his feet carefully stepping over branches and stones that made it on the path. Taehyung and Namjoon walk ahead of them, taking photos of the scenery in front of them. "Why can't I run free with Rapmonie hyung and Taehyungie-hyungie?"

"What? You don't want to walk with me?" Jimin pouts, letting go of Jungkook. "Fine, go play with them."

"I didn't mean it like that Jimin-shii.. I just wanted to go ahead too.." Jungkook relinks his arm with Jimin pulling him and Hoseok to walk ahead with the others.

"Look Hyung! That tree.. it's filled with birds." Jungkook points our, his voice scaring the birds into fleeing in several directions.

"Kook-ah you scared them away." Namjoon frowns, watching them go with disappointment.

"I'm sor..ah..ah.." Jungkook puts his hand over his nose with an itch forms, breath hitching. "Ah..heygifh!"

"[Bless you]" Jimin speaks in English. "You okay? Not catching a cold are you? You did sleep the whole plane ride.."

"No, no I'm okay..my nose just had a bad itch.."Jungkook sniffles, wiping his nose with the side of his hand. "A feather must've tickled my nose or something..I haven't felt sick today."

"I can see the waterfall!" Jin announces, everyone looking forward, trying to spot it through the trees.

"Oh wow, it's bigger than I thought it would be.." Yoongi's eyes widen when he sees it, the boys rushing to get closer.

Jungkook bends down to take a photo of a cluster of flowers,trying to ignore the itch that annoyed the tip of his nose.

"Don't get too close to the water, Jungkook-ah. You need to stay dry for the shoot."

"I won't hyung..I'm just looking at the flowers.." Jungkook's breath hitches when another sneeze builds up, but he gently rubs it away. I can't be getting sick now.. we're spending four days in a tropical paradise.

"Did you get water in your nose Gukkie?" Taehyung asks when he approaches Jungkook, the younger jumping when he sees Taehyung next to him.

"Aish, Hyung you scared me.. I didn't hear you coming over the water. I don't know what's wrong with me, but .ah..agh..heh'ticgish!" Jungkook quickly covers his face, Taehyung grabbing the back of his shirt to keep him balanced. "Ugh. Thanks Taehyungie-hyung. I was fine earlier..I don't know why I'm sneezing all of a sudden.."

"Maybe it's all the flowers.. maybe you should take some medicine just in case.." Taehyung suggests, pulling Jungkook away from them.

"But I want to get some good shots for Army to see." Jungkook whines, but makes no attempt to pull away.

"We have to work now. We can take photos together later, and I can take photos for you if you can't get close." Taehyung promises leading him back to the others. "Is there any way we can get allergy medicine for Jungkook? His nose is getting red and stuffy.."

"I'm sorry, but we would have to go back to the resort for that.. I'll send someone to go get some. Do you think you can film until then Jungkook-sii?" The manager asks.

"Yes, I'll be okay. It's not that bad. It's just an annoyance.. I can still film.." Jungkook replies politely.

A female staff member digs in her purse, handing him a small packet of tissues. "Here Jungkook. Blowing your nose might help."

"Thanks Noona.." he bows, turning away from the others to try to clear his nose of the clear goo. "That's much better.."

As soon as the seven members get their makeup redone and the director gives them their directions, the boys get right to work going through the scenes and choreography.

"Jimin-ah..you weren't looking in the same direction as the others and you led on the wrong foot.." Hoseok scolds him when they were reviewing the clips, noticing Jimin was looking at Jungkook who couldn't stop sniffling, fighting off the urge to sneeze.

"I'm sorry.. can we do it one more time? I'll get it right this time." Jimin bows in apology to his members, looking at Jungkook when he does it. Jungkookie looks uncomfortable..I need to get it right the first time so he can get some time to rest.

Jungkook tries to hold back another sneeze when he sees Jimin's worried gaze staring back at him, but Jimin could see his nose twitching as the itch builds up.

"Noona will be back soon.." Jimin gently uses his thumb to wipe the tear that formed in Jungkook's tear duct. "You don't have to be tough for us, okay?"

"I'm not crying..my eyes are just watering because of my allergies.." Jungkook sniffles. "I'm okay..it's just irrita..ah..itdgitch! Heh'itchu!"

"Bless you.." Hoseok frowns, hugging Jungkook from behind. "My poor baby.."

"Jungkook-sii I got..you the medicine." The staff member who ran to the resort calls to him, out of breath from running back.

Taehyung rushes over to get the medicine from her, popping the blister pack to get the round pink pill for Jungkook, bringing it back to him. "Here Jungkookie, I got it."

"Thanks Hyung." Jungkook swallows the pill Taehyung gives him, Jimin getting him water to help it go down quicker. "Let's do the shoot again."

"You don't want time for it to kick in?” Jin asks, fretting over the youngest.

Jungkook shakes his head."No, I already got us behind schedule with all the touch ups.. I can do it.."

Jungkook and Taehyung rush ahead of the other members despite the older members calling to them,unable to hear them over the sound of the birds.

"Oh wow.. it's so pretty!" Jungkook's pupils take over his irises, his eyes becoming to round black discs, taking in the special guests for their music video. "Oh wow..This one's purple..I never seen a purple bird before!'

"This is [purple honeycreeper.] This one rescue. I thought he would be perfect for you ." The bird handler smiles when he sees the boys look surprised at his Korean skills.

"[Purple honeycreeper..]" Jungkook repeats the name in English. "[What's bird name?]"

"[Ah, right introductions...] I'm Gary and this bird here is Viola."

"Can I touch?" Jungkook asks, ignoring his body's warning. The medicine helped him yesterday, but at the moment he felt just as bad as he did the first day they were filming.

"Hold out finger." Gary tells him, showing Taehyung what to do by getting Viola to go on his finger. "[Step up Viola.]" He gives the command, letting her climb onto his finger.

The other members catch up, taking in the sights of the colorful birds surrounding them.

Jungkook holds his to Viola, gasping when he feels the bird use its beak to balance herself while she climbs onto his finger. "Look Hyung..i'm holding a bird!" Jungkook sniffles, turning to the man. "Can i pet?"

"As long as you only touch her head and neck." Gary gently ordered.

"You can't touch a bird anywhere else or it will think you want to mate." Yoongi tells Jungkook.

Jungkook turns to the handler, who blushes."Ah, that's true. It.. excites them if you touch its wings or chest too much.."

Jungkook nods, gently touching Viola's head, gently ruffling the feathers. Oh no.. not now..

Jungkook quickly places his hand on Taehyung's shoulder, hoping the bird would have a safe escape from the sneezes he could feel coming despite his efforts to hold them back. "Heh'heh..heygifh! Heh'itchu! Higtcvhsgh!"

Viola screeches, flapping her wings in fear jumping off of Jungkook's hand and jumping onto Taehyung's head, trying to get farther from the sound that startled her.

The other birds go into panic at the sound of viola, Hoseok clinging to Namjoon when they take flight.

Jungkook covers his face,trying to muffle the sound, but when the birds take flight the feeling only worsens. "Hehtichih!"

"[Woah, Woah. It's okay Viola.. it's okay..]" Taehyung tries to speak English for the frightened bird, Gary trying to calm his other pets down.

"Somethings wrong you need to get away.." Jin starts leading Jungkook away from the chaos, his heart racing in fear.

I can't breathe..I need to calm down..

Jungkook staggered away from the others, Jin keeping a tight grip on the mankae"Woah Jungkook I got you.."

"Heh..hehitxgh! Heh'itchu! Hey'itchi!" Jungkook let out another flurry of sneezes, holding Jin tightly. It wasn't the flowers..

"Here Jungkookie, look at me.." Jin gently leads his chin up, taking a nasal spray from the bag he was given as an accessory. "I got this just in case.."

"Thanks hyung.." Jungkook sniffles, taking it from Jin. "Heh'itchii! Hey'itchi!" He sneezes as soon as he puts it near his nose only amplifying the itch that plagued his sinuses.

"Here let hyung do it." Jin gently grabs Jungkook's chin, tilting his head upwards. "Try to sit still for me. I'll make it quick..okay?"

Jungkook nods, holding his breath to try to avoid sneezing on Jin as he swiftly sprays the medicine into one nostril than the other.

"Hei' etfhitch! Heh'itchu!" Jungkook's eyes water as he sneezes. "I'm sorry Hyung.."

"It's okay baby.. I know you aren't feeling well." Jin rubs the back of Jungkook's neck. "I think your allergic to birds Jungkookie.."

"I was around birds before..I was fine.." Jungkook sniffles, rubbing at his nose to try to ease the itch that threatened to cause more sneezes to erupt from him.

"You can develop new allergies Kook-ah.. I know how excited you were to play with them, but outside of filming I think you should avoid them." Jin tells him solemnly.

Yoongi goes up to them with a small packet of tissues,giving it to Jungkook. "They got the birds under control, but they want to give them time to fully calm down."

"That's good. I was worried I ruined the...heh..heh.." Jungkook felt the sneeze building, but it was only a false start. "Ruined the music shoot.." he finishes, his voice coming out as a nasally whisper, trying to clear his nose to see if that would ease the discomfort that was making him miserable.

"It's not your fault, Jungkookie. We could always make changes. What's important is that you don't suffer for the shoot. Even if you push through it, army will be able to see how much you're suffering." Yoongi puts his arm around Jungkook, pulling him close.

"I'll go get the others so we can see what our next move is. We'll figure this out together, okay Kookie?" Jin leaves to the filming site.

"Hyung I really wanted to play with the birds.." Jungkook sighs, knowing that all the members would agree with Jin.

"I know. Life sucks.. now you and Jiminie can suffer together." Yoongi teases him lightly, getting a small smile out of Jungkook.

[caramelkoo]

be still my heart — jjk [one]

the one in which you get a sex dream about the grouchy hockey player you work for.

genre : childhood best friends to frenemies to lovers, physical therapist!reader x hockey player!jungkook, slow burn, smut, fluff, angst

word count : 5.2k

chapter warnings : strong language, mature, slight smut (because im a tease), reader’s name is Destiny, jungkook is a bit grumpy towards her (she makes him nervous leave my boy alone), fat shaming (not by any of the main characters), oc had daddy issues, mentions of allergy. that’s about it, please let me know if i missed something.

a/n : here it isssssss drumrolls please because im so excited for this. jungkook as a hockey player??? *deep breaths* enjoy my lovely people. you’re so so loved. asks, reblogs and likes are much appreciated. kisses <3

read part two here

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“Babe, you know you're not going to win right? Don't be wasting your breath.” Bella challenges.

You’re sitting on the chair in your office going through the personnel file of the players. Verifying their names with their contact numbers and photographs which, you’re not going to lie, look like mugshots. Jeez, does smiling a little bit cost them? Anyways, once you’re done you close the file and look up at your assistant bickering with her boyfriend. Phone pressed against her ear. 

You mime hanging up the call and she lifts her index finger, indicating for you to wait. She throws in words like hmmm, yeah, you don’t know what you’re saying, yeah i love you too. Once she’s done, she drops the phone on the glass table in front of you and leans back in her chair. 

“He thinks I will let him get away with anything just because I love him”  

You chuckle, “What’s going on?” 

“You know, I’ve been wanting a cat for so long I even made a pinterest board for that. Last Sunday he surprised me with one and when I told him that I lowkey manifested it, he was not having it. I even showed him the mood board and I NEVER show it to anyone. Evil eye is real.” she all but cries out. 

That’s Bella for you. Highly spiritual and a firm believer of the universe. She claims that everything happens for a reason. She’s like a little ball of sunshine. Ever since you joined the Ice Dominators’ hockey team as a physical therapist, she’s been assisting you and you couldn’t be more thankful seeing the lack of female workers here. Seriously, there's no other female worker here except yourself and Bella which is so diabolical to you.

And it’s not like the men on the hockey team are a bunch of misogynist jerks. On the contrary, they act like they’ve known you for years. It didn't take you long to feel like home here. They are obedient, friendly and pretty nice. Few of them are married with kids while the rest of them remain single. They’re not like a bunch of teenagers, they know what they’re doing.

Except one, what’s his name? Jeon Jungkook. You would describe that man as crude and closed off to a pathological degree. You still remember when you asked him to come to your office so you can look at any possible previous injuries, he lied to your fucking face. Claiming he doesn’t have any when you could clearly see him hobbling sometimes just a tiny bit when he walked away. Years and years of dedication towards your studies have made you capable enough to catch that it is an old injury.

Despite your better judgment, you blamed it on the fact that his team lost the game that day. Poor guy was having a bad day and took it out on you. Big deal. 

“Earth to Destiny” Bella waves a hand close to your face and you shake your head as you look at her.

“Leave the poor man alone” You plead and then ask, “Any details about the new player? I’ll have to add it in the file” 

“Not yet, as far as I know they’re still contemplating the guy named Park Jimin or something”

That gets you real quick. Park Jimin. The name feels like acid on your tongue .The last game being unsatisfactorily resulted in the federation trading one of the players. It was cruel but was done for the better. Bound to happen sooner or later. You had expected it but what you had not expected was you both sharing a same room, sharing the same air.

“Alright then. We’ll cross that bridge when it’s—”

Knock, knock

“Miss Kim, sorry to interrupt but the manager is asking for you” Taehyung’s head pokes through the door.

You stand, picking up the file and sliding it into the tableside drawer, running a free hand over your scrubs. Bella does the same as she plucks her phone from the table and puts it inside her back pocket.

You look at him. “Sure Tae, thank you for informing”

He flashes you a quick, pretty smile before leaving. Bella turns to you with a worried look on her face.

“What do you think it is for?”

You bite your lip. “I have no idea. I wanna say it's about the new player but who knows?”

You hope it is and as unfortunate as it is for you to discuss him, you will have to hold your own. You know better than to be invited into the manager’s office. Though, judging by the temperament of him you would not predict anything. Last time when he called you, it was about Jeon Jerk, asking you to be more serious about your job as if it was your fault the man spared you the necessary details.

The asshole asked YOU to do your job better by virtue of HIS player not being sweet enough to listen. Maybe, there is indeed a misogynistic asshole going around and it’s the manager. No wonder women don’t volunteer to work for him.

Since, You love your job —god knows you wanna keep doing it— you kept quiet and took every jab he threw at you.

“Wait, Do I have time to pray? Should I pray?” she’s clearly panicking and you pat her on the shoulder.

“Just hope my job is still intact” you say, warily reaching for your purse. You both head out.

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“Miss Kim, have a seat” James nods at the chair before him.

Once you’re settled, he continues, “I asked for you to join me here regarding the upcoming game. Care to fill in about the status of injury assessment?"

You clear your throat, “Absolutely, I was planning on getting on that today” 

“Well, I would love for you to do it soon as you know we have a new player in the team with us now”

You jerk, leaning forward. “We do?”

“Yes, and if you can please hurry with the assessment I would be grateful. You can do that right? Not too much of a work for you, eh?” 

Someone give him a medal from the way he's trying to hide the venom in his voice.

“Sure I can” you give him a firm nod. 

James Adams is an entitled, self centered asshole who thinks he’s above everyone else just because of his position. You reckon he does anything for the team besides talking bullshit. He kind of reminds you of your dad who also has the nasty habit of thinking the world of himself.

You’re all about self love but when that self love turns into chronically demeaning everybody in their close proximity, it boils your blood. This man in front of you is no better than your father. What's that saying? Out of the frying pan into the fire.

So you say nothing further and excuse yourself. You would have barfed in his face if you stayed there a second longer. Actually that's not a very bad idea. Bella is standing outside waiting for you as you close the door behind yourself.

“What did he say?” 

You bark, “Bunch of horseshit” 

“Typical” 

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Jungkook 

There is a buzzing noise somewhere around Jungkook. Fuck, his head hurts. He frantically searches for his phone, still not opening his eyes. When he finds it, he slides his thumb on the screen and picks up the call. 

“Dude, how big do you want your coffin to be?” He loves his best friend but right now he would rather be sleeping than listen to him bark in his own ear. 

He finally squints his eyes open, “What the fuck are you talking about?” 

“Have you looked at the time?” says Taehyung.

“What time- FUCK!!!” he shrieks as he looks at the clock.

Somebody kill him right now. No wait, he’s gonna die either way so why bother. If he didn’t scream loud enough before, he does now. He all but jumps off the bed when he sees the blondie on the other side sleeping like she fucking owns it, wearing nothing but a thong. She must have heard him malfunctioning because soon she stirs, groaning as she slowly wakes up like a Disney princess. Who the heck is she and how did she get in here? Then it comes to him.

“Please Jungkook just take me to your room and fuck me. Show me what those hockey hands are capable of.” 

He wants to swallow a fistful of iron nails. Speaking straight from his shoulders, he has made plenty of bad decisions throughout his career and this is not his first time bringing a puck bunny up to his room but it has never come to this. Missing his hockey practice because he was too exhausted to get his sweet ass up and run to the academy. 

Taehyung screams from the other side of the line, “Are you there? Hello?” 

Shit, he forgot he was on a call. 

“I’ll be there soon. Cover for me until then.” With that he presses the red circular button and ends the call with him muttering some curses.

He glances back at the blondie, “Why are you not gone yet?” 

She’s looking at him with those fuck me eyes she had last night but right now when he’s well aware of the fact that he’s in hot water, they don’t do shit to him. Coach will have his head on a platter today for sure. Honestly, they wouldn’t have done shit to him if it was not for the great deal of alcohol last night.

“I thought of you as a morning sex person” she twirls a strand of hair with her finger, sitting up now. Her tits hang free and he can see his hickeys decorating her chest.

He wants to laugh. She’s not even close to his type. His type is the woman in blue scrubs with her brunette hair slicked back in a ponytail. His type is the woman who looks like she could be watching grass grow rather than to look at him. His type is the woman who walks into a room and lights it up. His type is the woman who is too bright for him and his mundane personality, who has a face worth millions. His type is Kim Destiny. 

“No need to waste your precious time thinking about me. You can go” 

He places his phone back on the table and saunters over to the bathroom, not bothering looking back at her. He has boundaries and he intends to keep it that way.

He quickly goes through his routine of taking a shower, making a cup of coffee, sliding into a pair of sweatpants and the Ice Dominator’s jersey with his name on the back. Not in that order, of course.

The girl is thankfully gone by the time he finishes. Once he’s done with his coffee he picks up the car keys and a protein bar from the kitchen counter and heads to the academy hoping his limbs remain intact by the time he’s home.

The Academy is bustling as usual with players keeping themselves busy with hockey and their gym sessions. He heads straight for the rink not even bothering to change into the uniform. He needs to see for himself that everybody is still on the ice. Everything comes after that.

Surprisingly, he sees not a single guy when he reaches there. His heartbeat stops.

“Hey Pixie, where are the boys? Did they already leave?” he asks the brunette kid who looks like he just saw a ghost. Or it’s just Jungkook who he saw.

He shakes his head, “They’re all in the gym. The doc called them earlier, said she had something important to get done with them” 

Jungkook gives him a quick thanks and walks towards the gym. What could be so important that she had to call the boys mid practice? Is someone hurt? Is she hurt? His heart leaps in hid throat as he runs. Fuck, please let him be wrong.

The first thing that he sees as he enters the room full of equipment are his teammates. Taehyung and Yoongi are in the corner lifting weights, Namjoon is using the treadmill as he runs on it. The rest of the boys are all scattered around doing their own thing. He still can’t find Destiny anywhere but her assistant, Bella, is talking to Namjoon while holding a file so he lets out a sigh, relieved that nobody is in fact hurt and in need of help. 

“Do you wanna get a tattoo on the peni— oh look who’s here. Jeon Jungkook as I live and breathe.”

Taehyung drops the weight on the ground before walking up to him. He’s dressed in a black tee and sports shorts. The man looks good in everything. Bet he’d look in a sack too. 

“Whoa!! Why do you look like you wanna kill somebody or wanna get killed? Is everything okay?” 

Jungkook lets his face relax, focusing more on the eyebrows which had gone tensed due to his unnecessary anxiety. “Yeah, all’s good. The practice ended early?” 

“The practice ended just on time. It’s you who’s late” he pats my shoulder. 

He runs his fingers through his hair and walks towards the bench, dropping his bag on it. Taehyung follows him ignoring Yoongi who’s calling him back for the weightlifting. 

“Doc wanted to assess our injuries for the last time before our game if you’re curious which, I know you are. You’re always curious about her” 

He winks at Jungkook and he punches him on the chest. Taehyung laughs as he rubs the spot.

“Keep your voice down, will you?” 

Bella’s voice echoes across the room, “Jeon, you’re up next” 

He takes out his water bottle, takes a swig and stands. A wince leaves him as he gets a flashback of the last time he had to face her. It didn’t go very well and he’s sure she hates him now. He would too. After all, he not only talked to her rudely but also lied through his teeth about his injury. It’s pretty old so he had not felt the need to mention it. 

He sees a guy coming out of the office just before he’s about to enter. He has brown hair long enough to reach the nape of his neck. Even from where Jungkook’s standing, he can say the man doesn’t reach above his shoulders. Who the fuck is he? Oh wait, he must be the new player that got traded down here. The guy must have sensed him making a hole through his head by the way he’s staring because he’s begins walking towards him with a bright grin.

“Hey man, you must be Jeon Jungkook? Heard a lot about you. I’m Park Jimin” He holds out his hand, asking Jungkook to shake it and he gives it a firm handshake. Word to the wise : never give someone a weak handshake. His grandfather has been asking him to do that ever since he was 15, said it doesn’t leave a strong impression and he’s be lying if he says he was wrong.

He offers Jimin a nod, “Nice to meet you. Excited to get on the rink with you.” 

He takes his hand back. “Oh the feeling is mutual but—”

“Jungkook, please join me inside” 

Destiny’s voice cuts him off as she looks over to both of them with an eerie expression on her face. Her eyes bounce between them, resting a second longer on Jimin. Does she know him? Do they have a history? Wait, are they a thing? Even if they are, why does it bother him? Jungkook couldn’t care less about the pretty physical therapist who wears her blue scrubs like armor and white crocs with strawberries on them.

He gives Jimin another nod and follows her into the office. Although, he’s not sure if a massage table and a stool resting beside it counts as an office. The room which she works in is much better. This one is just for examinations and massage therapy so he guesses it doesn’t need that much of an upgrade.

She gestures towards the table, “Please sit”

He says nothing and settles himself up, clearing his throat.

“Look I know we got off on the wrong foot last time and it could have gone so much better, but we can still start over right?”

Destiny takes a deep breath, filling her chest with air. She’s wearing her hair in a bun today. It sits at the top of her head and some strands are set loose cascading down her face. God, she’s pretty.

He looks down and back up at her. “Sure”

Her face shows her annoyance with the one word response. He doesn't blame her. He'd be pissed too.

She’s quiet for a moment, “Why don’t you tell me about your knee injury to start with?”

“What are you talking about?”

She sighs, “You know what I’m talking about Jungkook. Please don’t make me work for it. It’s my job to know about your past and present injuries, if any. The manager has already given me crap about it”

He freezes. His hackles rising and his relaxed face long gone.

“What did he say?”

“Nothing”

He levels her with a stern face, “What.did.he.say?”

She’s not obligated to answer him. Hell, she could just slap him in the face and leave but he needs to know what went down with that son of a bitch. When and if she decides to let him in the details and it turns out something wicked, he’s gonna hunt that man down and make his life miserable.

Much to his surprise, she takes a step back and starts talking. "He called me in his office today and," she halts,

"Well let's just say there were some words thrown around which clearly meant he thinks of me as a feather brained bitch"

He might look unbothered from outside but the indignation inside him could just about burn the whole city down. He tries to keep calm and pries some more.

His jaw clenches. "What else?"

Destiny shakes her head, shuffling on her feet. “Jungkook it’s really not that seriou—”

“It is serious. You work for us, you tolerate our asses and in return if we fail to give you the respect which, you deserve by the way cause it’s the bare minimum, we might as well save everyone’s time and money by giving all of this up.”

“Why do you care?” she shakes her head.

He takes a step forward, “Because you— Because you work for us, Destiny. You look out for our bodies, our injuries, our fuckups. Is that not enough?”

She barely reaches his shoulders. It’s cute how she has to crane her neck up in order to look him in the eye. She keeps looking at him for a long minute, searching his face.

“You think I don’t know that? Do you really think I don’t have what it takes to ask for my own dignity?”

He takes a long step back. This conversation was as unforeseen as they come. The room gets filled with heavy silence and he can hear Destiny’s heavy breath. He can tell she’s trying to calm herself as if his words have blindsided her.

Needless to say she’s a tad bit taken aback. Jungkook would be too if someone who never bothered to speak a word to him and when he did, there was nothing pleasant about his tone suddenly started to care.

But that’s where she’s wrong, nothing about his care or concern for her is sudden. He still remembers the day she accidentally drank the almond smoothie Bella brought not knowing the fact that she’s allergic to it. She’d started choking the second it went down her throat. He also remembers how Yoongi injected the epipen against her thigh as she came back to life.

Meanwhile, he stood behind shaking in his goddamn boots. Too scared to let her out of his sight and too pathetic to hold her close. Yeah, he’s not proud of that.

He sighs, “You know that’s not what I meant—”

Namjoon walks inside with a hand towel around his neck “Doc, you about done? The boys are being incorrigible over there. If you don’t hurry, one of them is gonna call a tattoo artist and get their dick tattooed. Right here”

The room falls silent.

“Jesus” she looks over to where the guys are bickering about something, propping her hands on her hips. “Yeah, give me a minute.”

“Sure” and with that he walks away.

She picks up a blue file from the stool, not looking at him. Why is she not looking at him?

“If you don’t want to tell me about your injury right now, that’s fine. Since, I know it’s pretty old and It’s unlikely that you’re gonna get affected by it in the upcoming games, there’s no need to worry. However, I would still suggest you be careful. Anything can happen out there and your knee is in a vulnerable position. Don’t pick unnecessary fights, don’t let the opponent know your weak link.”

She glances at him, dropping the file back to where it was.

“You can go”

Without a preamble, he heads outside, passing Taehyung. He hears him cracking a joke about penis tattoos and piercings with his girlfriend’s name on it. Destiny cracks up and Jungkook wonders if she would have done the same, had he been the one cracking the joke. Only, he doesn’t crack jokes. Not around her at least. It’s not like he's some grumpy bastard who wants nothing to do with anybody around him and thinks of him as omniscient.

There’s just something about Destiny which puts him at loss of words. Knotting his tongue it in such a way where he can’t get an expression out. Only look at her and god, does he look at her. He's not stupid. He knows it’s a crush but she’s like a mirage to him. She’s unreachable, forbidden and so fucking beautiful.

Does he want to make her his? Yes, Is he going to risk his career and hers over it? Absolutely not. So, he makes use of the only right nobody can take away from him. Not even her. Admire her from afar. Fantasize more about tasting her, licking her slender neck and worshipping the ground that she walks on and one day if she lets him, Jungkook will do anything to turn all of that into reality.

He finds Yoongi seated on of the benches, scrolling on his phone.

Facing him, Jungkook speaks in a low voice. "Do you have any idea where James is?"

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Destiny

Never have you ever wanted to run away as much as you did when you saw Jimin in front of yourself, standing all tall and proud. You had wished it to be a dream, wished you just had a nightmare about him joining the same team you happen to work with but reality is a goddamn bitch and it bites hard when it does. He had grown out his hair longer but he still has the same smile, same eyes and the same charm he used on you back then. Park Jimin is a man people don’t ever forget once they see him. He has an aura which traps everyone so hard they can never escape. How do you know? You have been a victim yourself.

You meticulously go through the consequences and eventualities of being in the same room as him again. You seeing him everyday and him reminding you of every single detail you have tried so hard forgetting about, the boys finding out about you both and putting you through the wringer or worse, him. The possibilities are endless and you feel the sudden urge to square everything with him.

Contrary to what you had thought, he reacted pretty normally when he saw you as if somebody had already told him about you. You had expected him to get shocked or at the very least pretend to be shocked.

Having said that, he just gave you a single nod as if you're someone he passes by every morning at the park. Are you this forgettable? Are you someone people just brush aside like that? Your father’s words echo in your ears like loud drums,

“You know, nobody will love you if you keep looking like this. Eat less”

“Girl, do you ever stop eating? Every time I see you, you're stuffing something in that mouth of yours!!”

“Don’t come running back at me when no guy gives a shit about you”

You were 10 and he was an asshole. He still is.

Thanks to him, you now have a tendency to cook when you're stressed over anything. It brings you comfort and diverts your mind from the excessive overthinking. You would go bald if it puts the voices into silent mode.

After already wasting half of your life speculating what to eat, counting calories and whatnot, you came to the terms that you can’t actually operate that way and began eating whatever the fuck you wanted. Yet still, you need to go a long way in order to fully love yourself and your body. It's a journey and you're moving ahead step by step. One day at a time.

One would even say you're hot. You have received compliments from several people over the course of time except you don’t have a thigh gap, your arms jiggle and you also happen to have a love handle. You would have adored them if it wasn’t for your dad making you feel shitty about having them.

A knock on your door stops you midway as you're kneading the dough. Biscuit runs over to you, jumping on the counter.

“Coming”

The knock comes back again, this time slightly louder.

“Oh my god wait I’m coming”

The door swings open and you gasp. “Mina?”

She passes by you, dragging her suitcase along with her.

“Hey bestie”

You close the door and follow her further into the hall. “What’s going on? What’s with the suitcase?”

Your best friend’s sudden arrival must have caught you by slight surprise but your cat is rather pleased to see her. Traitor. She starts clawing at her feet excitedly.

“What a good girl you are? Yes, you are” Mina coos at her and then glances up at you from where she has biscuit nestled in her lap,

“I need a place to live for a few days because my shitty boss kept rejecting all my articles and I really wanna bring her something worth the front page. Apparently, writing about the famous coffee shop around the corner and their secret ingredient being maple syrup wasn’t good enough.”

You round the counter and continue kneading the dough for your strawberry pie. It’s not unlikely for Mina to show up unannounced. In fact, she has done that plenty of times but the suitcase was never involved. This one is new.

“So you decided to barge in here without even asking?” You tease.

She flashes you a dramatic look. “Look at us, Destiny. Aren’t we the same girls who giggled about living together after college? With matching slippers and movie marathons?”

“Okay okay you dramatic bitch. How long are you here for?”

Biscuit runs to do her business and she gets up, setting her suitcase to the side.

She sighs, “Not sure. As long as it takes me to come up with a new topic to write about–HEY— why don’t I just write on the hockey team you work with? What are they called? Ice…ice”

“Ice Dominators” you fill in for her.

She slaps her thigh. “That’s the one”

You shrug, “I mean you can, but you’ll have to call in on the coach first. He operates everything inside and outside the team”

Coach Ian is too nice to turn her request down. He’s one of the most genuine people in the federation. Maybe this is why the team is so strong and united. He respects every single boy and receives it tenfold. It's a mutual thing.

“Shit, How come I didn’t think about that” she bites her lip, her enthusiasm replaced by nervousness.

“Don’t worry. He won’t make you work for it. Ian is as nice as they come” you assure.

She takes a deep breath and lets it out. As you watch, she opens your fridge, taking out the box of frozen blueberries and pops one into her mouth.

“Do you want me to give you a hand?” she mumbles while chewing.

You point towards the bathroom, “Go and take a shower, right now. You stinky”

You duck the blueberry she throws your way, laughing as you do. Giving your cheek one last kiss, she excuses herself.

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Warm hands roam over your thigh, squeezing them. You muffle your moan with your palm and take every thrust. 

“Yeah, you like that? You like how I’m pounding into this ass right now?” 

You gasp. 

“Such a good girl” he praises.

The man behind you presses a kiss to your naked shoulder as he rasps in your ears, “Were you walking around all day dripping for me?” 

He pulls his cock out and thrusts again. You meet him with equal passion and hunger. 

“Tell me” 

You nod. 

“I need your words, Destiny” 

You cry out, “Yes Oh god, Yes. I wanted you in me so bad” 

He cups your pussy and rubs your clit with his palm until you're rolling your eyes to the back of your head and squirming. Thrust after thrust he brings you to your sweet release while talking dirty things in your ear. You're about to melt into a puddle of goo. He’s got you totally at his mercy. 

“So beautiful like this. Taking my cock so well huh?” 

“Ahh it feels so good, right there. Just right there, don’t stop” 

He bites down your shoulder, “Come for me and let everyone outside hear the name you’re screaming, you dirty whore” 

Your heartbeat picks up as you squeeze him with the tight ring of muscle, orgasm crashing over. 

“FUCK. Oh my god Jungkook!!”

Your eyes fling open and you sit up so fast your head starts spinning. Everything around you is pitch black. Wait, where am you? 

Mina is at your side in an instant, “Destiny, are you okay babe?”

You look around and release a sigh of relief. You run your fingers through your hair, ruffling them. 

“Yeah um… I’m fine. It was just a bad dream. Go back to sleep.” 

Except it wasn’t. It was one hell of a dream where you were getting fucked into oblivion by your player. You're not even going to lie and say that you didn’t like it. C’mon you're a woman of needs, it’s just that, him fulfilling those needs was not on the cards for you even if it wasn't real.

You check the time on your phone and wince at the bright light flashing up at you. It’s 2:45 am and you just had a back breaking sex dream about a man who you want nothing to do with. Who, as beautiful as he is, annoys the hell out of you with those one word replies and grumpy face. An edgy feeling threatens to rise.

Oh god it’s going to be awkward now. It’s only normal to walk on eggshells around someone people have these sort of dreams about. You have read your fair share of books where the female character gets a sex dream about a man and then they don’t talk to each other for the rest of their lives. Okay, that's a bit of a stretch but it might as well not be.

Yeah, you admit you guys don’t talk to each other a lot as it is, or are longtime best friends tiptoeing around their feelings, but you're afraid you're gonna have to ignore him forever for the sake of your own sanity. 

I’m so fucked. You think.

tags - @httpjeonlicious @lovingkoalaface @rpwprpwprpwprw

[bangtanfancamp]

Ahhhh!!!!! This was so much fun- I was over the moon when I saw the tag @miscelunaaa ! I’m so sorry it took me ages to get to it. Looking forward to seeing what nefarious things may come of my contribution to science 😂

one night stand where you quietly slide out of Taehyung's bed while he is still asleep OR one night stand where a snoring Namjoon has you pinned down with his limbs and you can't leave /// first date at a fancy restaurant where Seokjin won't stop saying he could prepare the meal better than the chefs OR first date at food cart in the middle of a busy night market with a very easily distracted Jungkook /// cooking a nice meal at Yoongi's home but he won't stop talking about the Roman Empire at length, for some reason OR dinner date with Hoseok but he won't stop snapping photos of his meal and posting them to IG and to his group chat /// a nice picnic in the park with Jimin, when suddenly, it begins to rain OR a museum date with Namjoon that takes 3 hours because he talks at length about every piece of art /// a first kiss with Jungkook that includes way more lip nibbling than you anticipated OR a sloppy make out session with Jimin in the back of the car (his driver can definitely see you) /// an amusement park date with Seokjin where he rides only the scariest rides, over and over again OR an amusement part date with Hoseok, who only wants to eat sweets and watch everyone else ride the rides /// a nice stroll with Taehyung that results in stopping to pet and speak to literally every single dog in sight OR looking over Yoongi's pet dad scrapbook while Holly lays in your lap

🔥 this or that: bts chaotic date edition 🔥

this one isn't explicit but the first choice is about hooking up, so minors please do not interact!!! these descriptions got lengthy because my imagination went wild, so please bear with the word count, it's worth it lol.

one night stand where you quietly slide out of Taehyung's bed while he is still asleep OR one night stand where a snoring Namjoon has you pinned down with his limbs and you can't leave /// first date at a fancy restaurant where Seokjin won't stop saying he could prepare the meal better than the chefs OR first date at food cart in the middle of a busy night market with a very easily distracted Jungkook /// cooking a nice meal at Yoongi's home but he won't stop talking about the Roman Empire at length, for some reason OR dinner date with Hoseok but he won't stop snapping photos of his meal and posting them to IG and to his group chat /// a nice picnic in the park with Jimin, when suddenly, it begins to rain OR a museum date with Namjoon that takes 3 hours because he talks at length about every piece of art /// a first kiss with Jungkook that includes way more lip nibbling than you anticipated OR a sloppy make out session with Jimin in the back of the car (his driver can definitely see you) /// an amusement park date with Seokjin where he rides only the scariest rides, over and over again OR an amusement part date with Hoseok, who only wants to eat sweets and watch everyone else ride the rides /// a nice stroll with Taehyung that results in stopping to pet and speak to literally every single dog in sight OR looking over Yoongi's pet dad scrapbook while Holly lays in your lap

i'm leaving the top blank so that you can keep your answers with the original post and remove reblogs, if you'd like! feel free to tag your friends! i want to see what everyone says!!!

[bonny-kookoo]

Jungkook

𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓲𝓬 [Main Work]

You're supposed to keep him in check and integrate him into earth's society while he recovers from the aftereffects of catching a viral infection on his planet. All that, while you get to earn a pretty good monthly compensation for your efforts from the government of his and your planet.

Or more simplified: You're a paid babysitter for a 7' tall alien who's caught a virus that makes him act purely on instincts, rather than logic. Oh yeah- and he tried to eat your neighbor's pet bird. Yeah...

Tags/Warnings: Alien!Jungkook, Human!Reader, Yes I'm writing that story..., mentions of doctors visits (needles, injections, medical terms, blood), mild Angst, so much chaos, he almost eats a bird once oops, mild Angst, strangers to lovers, more TBA

Length: 4k words

A/N: THERE IS NO TAGLIST. THERE IS NO TAGLIST FOR THIS. THERE REALLY ISNT. DO NOT ASK.

-> Masterlist

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"Are you sure that's a good Idea?" Jimin asks, and you shrug, dipping your piece of bread in the sauce.

"Yeah, why not?" You say. "They're not dangerous or anything. I've met Yoongi, and he's cool. Can live alone, even!" You tell your best friend across from you, who doesn't seem convinced.

"Yoongi is different though. He's, like, recovered already." Jimin says. "You'll be getting one straight out of quarantine. I'm sorry but, are you sure you can handle that?" He worries, and you roll your eyes.

"Jimin you're acting as if he's gonna try and murder me in my sleep." You scoff, denying any of his worries. "I went to all the lessons and readings and educational stuff- I wouldn't have gotten approved if I didn't. So calm down, I got this." You chuckle.

Jimin simply shrugging, well aware he can't change your mind.

"Jungkook, no, come on." The careworker who's nametag reads 'Kim Namjoon' gently says, holding the hand of who you assume must be Jeon Jungkook-

26-year-old Vrota, straight out of quarantine, having been brought to earth for treatment earlier this year. He likes sports, has a pretty big appetite, and dislikes being left alone for too long. He used to work as a physical health coach before catching the virus on Vilia, and stayed in self-isolation for about half a year before being sent to earth to be treated in quarantine for the most severe portion of his sickness.

Now, he's deemed healthy enough to stay with a human 'caretaker'- or babysitter, how you'd call it. And to be honest, you didn't really think much about taking care of a Vrota at first, having met one by the name of Min Yoongi during your earlier days at the education center for Vilian people- and he was a pretty cool guy.

What you didn't take into thought was apparently that Vrota can look very different just like humans. So yeah.. the guy standing in front of you right now with his big brown cat-eyes and colorful tattoos isn't really comparable to the chill, rather laid back Yoongi you had met.

No.

Fuck no.

Walking into your home is a at least 7-foot tall young man of your age, simply black shirt stretching over the muscles of his biceps, jeans seeming to barely contain his thigh muscles. Jesus christ.

Maybe Jimin was right in his worries that you might end up dead at the end of this.

"So, Jungkook here doesn't have any allergies, so you don't have to worry about that. He's overall low maintenance, sleeps a lot, but when he's awake you might want to start taking him out a bit, since he get's a bit restless if he's got nothing to occupy himself with." Namjoon explains, giving you all the necessary papers in an envelops, while Jungkook walks around to explore your apartment. "Also, don't be intimidated by him. He's gone through multiple rounds of behavioral analysis, and has been deemed no threat whatsoever." He offers when he notices you watch the way the young man walks around, looking at pictures on your wall.

"So like, I guess he has to put that on when we go out?" You wonder, pointing at the simple black collar with a GPS tracking device on it.

"Yes, please. And also, keep a hold of his hand, just so he doesn't get lost." Namjoon chuckles.

"Sorry, but I don't think me holding him by his hand is gonna do much." You joke, making Namjoon chuckle.

"Ah, no-" He agrees. "-it's not to physically keep him with you. It just reassures him, in a way. He enjoys physical contact a lot." he explains.

"So- does he talk?" You wonder, watching how Jungkook looks out the windows, cat eyes jumping around at the nature and scenery outside.

"Sometimes, but barely. He understands speech fluently though. It'll take some time for him to come out of his shell, but once he's comfortable, he'll talk. The virus didn't injure his brain whatsoever, so he's expected to make a full recovery by the end of this year." Namjoon informs you, and you nod. "His scheduled appointments are in there, his current doctors are marked down as well. If you can't take him to one of those appointments, please call in advance, alright? Otherwise they'll immediately try and pick him up themselves, and that's gonna be a lot of paperwork on your side, and a lot of unnecessary stress on his." He explains further, and you nod.

"So, basically- cook him food, make sure he doesn't go missing, and take him to his doctors. Got it." You nod, making Namjoon chuckle.

"Pretty much. Like I said, he's rather low maintenance. You can occupy him with video games or movies as well- and when it comes to food, he's not picky. Doesn't like sour snacks though." He laughs, and you nod.

"No sour stuff, got it." You nod, and at that, Namjoon claps his hands together.

"Alright kook, I'm gonna leave you here then." He says, making the man in question walk closer again, nodding. "Do you like it here?" He wonders, and Jungkook shrugs, looking around-

before he nods, looking at you.

"Alright. His clothes and everything has arrived, right?" Namjoon asks, and you nod.

"All in his room." You say, making Namjoon nod.

"Don't cause too much trouble, alright?" He tells Jungkook, who nods a bit deflated, visibly a bit upset he's gonna leave now. But he doesn't show it too much, waves Namjoon goodbye until the door closes, leaving him alone with you.

"Your room is here-" You say, leading him to a small guest room where he spots his suitcases on the bed. "I didn't unpack them, cause.. privacy and stuff. So you can do that while I make something to eat?" You ask, and he nods, walking past you- and only now do you realize just how much taller he really is than you.

Jesus christ.

You break away your eyes from the sight of his broad back to instead run into your kitchen, putting away the papers and starting to cook instead to both calm yourself down- and make sure Jungkook feels comfortable too.

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It's been a few weeks- and thinks have definitely settled quite well.

You're currently sitting in the waiting room of the doctor's office- waiting to be called in, as Jungkook keeps rubbing his ear. "No, don't." You quietly scold him with a soft tone, carefully pulling his hand down by his biceps, causing him to whine under his breath in complaint.

He's been having some issues with it recently- an underlying problem that had been overlooked due to more pressing issues. An elderly woman with a young looking Vrota girl smiles at you from where she sits across, watching rather fondly how you hold Jungkook's hand in yours. Namjoon had been right- it works wonders in reassuring the young man.

And it also kept him close at your side.

"Jeon Jungkook?" Is called by a nurse, and you follow her into one of the examination rooms, where Jungkook sits down on the bed, while you took a seat close by on a chair. It's routine to you both by now, after all. "Ah, there. Hello!" The doctor offers, bowing politely before he sits down across from you behind his table. "So- apparently he's got some trouble with his ear?" He wonders, and you nod.

"He's been pretty frustrated with it for some days now. Keeps rubbing it, and he doesn't like it being touched either." You inform the man, who nods and writes some stuff down in his computer with the help of his keyboard.

"Hm yeah, that looks pretty sore." The man says as he inspects Jungkook's ear further, his tail whipping around as he tries to stay composed.

Unbeknownst to you, he only really does it to impress you.

As soon as the doctor is done, Jungkook get's up to walk closer to where you sit, hand curiously playing with the shoulder strap of your top while the doctor explains what medication Jungkook will have to take. Touches like this aren't unusual- Namjoon had been right, after all. The Vrota standing next to you is very touchy, enjoying you close and seemingly seeking you whenever he can. From sitting on the couch so closely next to each other that your legs are touching, to snoozing during a nap with his full upper body on your thighs.

It's what happens later when you're back home, as you're scrolling around on your phone, while he purrs in his sleep on your thighs. He's full on hugging your middle, arms around you keeping you close while the tip of his tail moves a little as he dreams. He really is currently like a big cat in a humanoid body- and you wonder if it's still the aftereffects of his virus, or if he's always like this in general.

Almost as if on pure instinct, one of your hands falls into his slightly curly hair, nails running over his scalp, and at that, his almost unnoticeable purr turns into vibrant rumbling in his chest. His arms wrap a bit tighter around your body as he adjusts his position, a soft smile on his face as he buries his nose in the front of your t-shirt. In this moment, you have to think about Jimin, and his big worries.

What a load of bullshit, you think to yourself, as you watch the happy cat-boy-alien snuggle just a little closer to you.

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Scratch that. Scratch all of that. This young man is a menace, and you'll surely go to jail for not looking after him by the end of this entire situation.

"Jungkook…" You say, at a stand-off with the big cat-like alien across from you who stares you down with his stupidly cute big round eyes as if he's not doing anything wrong. "Where is pudgy?" You ask, and at that he fully turns around, squirming bird in his hand. "Jungkook, no, no no no-!" You dramatically call out, hands reaching for him- when he looks at the bird, then at you. "Give him to me, yeah?" you try, and he seems completely taken aback for a moment, and almost- shy?

Unbeknownst to you, he thinks you want the bird for something entirely different. In his mind, you're not asking for the bird itself- you're asking for him to offer it for you.

You want him to… court you?

He seems to deeply think for a good moment as he watches the bird breathe heavily, it's life probably flashing before it's very eyes before Jungkook brightly grins, sharp canine teeth making his happy grin look more dangerous than it probably is.

You don't know why he's suddenly so chipper, tail held high and eyes sparkling.

Suddenly, he holds the bird out to you like he's offering it rather than returning it- and you carefully take the poor thing from his rough hold, accepting it. It's something that makes the tip of his tail snap upwards in excitement, eyes scanning you for every reaction as you walk back.

"I'll be… right back.." You carefully tell Jungkook, who shrugs. "Do not do anything while I'm gone." You warn, before you dash out the front door to return the pet yet again, violently knocking on your neighbor's door.

"What?!" Seokjin yells almost, when you hold out his bird to him. "Pudgy!"

"Yeah, fuck your bird Jin!" You yell at the young man. "Jungkook almost fucking ate him, keep the thing in his cage for god's sake! Do you know how much trouble I would've been in if he actually ate him? I'm not ensured for accidental pet-ingestion!" You complain, making the man laugh a little.

"I'll keep the windows closed from now on." He reassures you, and you nod, pinching the bridge of your nose as you make your way back downstairs into your apartment-

where a not so happy Jungkook waits, arms crossed and tail whipping angrily from side to side behind him, knocking down some papers on the kitchen table. He's clearly unhappy, growling a little with every breath, eyes sharp and glaring at you dangerously.

"What happened?" You wonder, and Jungkook himself wants to just yell at you.

You're so stupid, he thinks to himself.

Why would you insult him like that? He caught that bird, and you wanted it- so he offered it, thinking you finally understood his intentions at this point- but no. Instead you insult him by giving HIS offering to that stupid human man upstairs, as if to mock him!

Do you want something more impressive? Maybe a tiny bird isn't enough to win you over. But on earth, there's not much prey to hunt- and considering he's a little bound to the interior of your apartment, he doesn't have any other options, really. And even if he was to catch something better- like the deer he'd almost caught if it wasn't for you scolding him for it- you still don't seem to like that at all. He doesn't know what else he could do to impress you.

What the hell do human woman want?!

Maybe he just really chose to court the most stupid and ungrateful human he could find- but he'll make sure you understand his intentions soon enough, and he'll teach you proper manners as well, once he's better. Right now, he's still unable to really do much in his state- but once he recovers a little more, he'll make sure.

He'll make sure you know exactly what he wants from you.

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It's been a few months, and Jungkook has started to find his voice again, it seems like.

He hums a lot when doing household tasks, sings to himself while he folds laundry, throws random half-sentences at you here and there whenever he feels like doing so. And all of that is fine and dandy- if it wasn't for that very specific nickname he's come up with for you. You try to tell yourself that he just doesn't know any better, that he's just overly friendly, that there's no way he'd be using it for those specific reasons. It doesn't help that he's horribly attractive, and nice, and, ugh.

This is getting more complicated than you hoped it would.

"Kitty!" He chirps, as he leans over the couch, and holds something out to you. You can't help but flinch a bit internally at the way he says that nickname. You're guessing it came from when he'd asked what those cat-plushies in your bed had been called, and you had answered Hello Kitty to him. He'd laughed, pointed at the toy, and then pointed at your cheeks, poking them.

Ever since then, you'd been stuck with that name in his head, it seems like.

You eat from his fingers as he puts the piece of meat on your tongue, an odd, focused gaze on the action found in his eyes as he licks his own lips the same way you do yours. "It's good!" You praise, and he grins brightly, eagerly running back into your kitchen to finish whatever he's cooking. He's been becoming a lot more independent- and it makes you a little sad, considering that once he's deemed healthy enough, he'll leave you behind, move back to his planet one day, and forget you even existed.

A little bit of a bummer, really. But at the same time, there's nothing you can do about it. You don't feel good about asking him out- because what if he feels obligated to say yes?

It's like he senses the slight shift in your mood, slowly walking back up to the couch again where you sit, sitting down next to you on the couch, knees digging into the soft cushions while he curiously watches you with a tilted head. "Huh?" You wonder, smiling- but he frowns, shakes his head.

"What?" He asks. "Sad?" He questions, and you shrug, shaking your head.

"No no, don't worry." You shake it off. "Are you done cooking? Turned everything off?" You ask him, and he nods, but doesn't let off from his question it seems. He opens his arms, makes a grabbing motion with his hands, and you laugh. "You want a hug?" You giggle, but he shakes his head.

"No, you." He argues gently, urging you once more. "You, hug. Sad." He explains, and you laugh.

"Jungkook, I'm not sad." You say, and suddenly, his hands flop down, a frustrated look on his face.

"Don't want?" He hufffs. "Hug me?" He complains, and you look at him with questioning eyes.

"I do wanna hug you, kook." You say, and he perks up at the nickname used. "Just- you don't have to do that just cause I'm like, not feeling happy." You explain to him. "I'm here to take care of you, after all, not the other way around." You laugh, and he watches you a bit more serious right now.

"Right." He suddenly says with a flat tone. "You.. hm, get paid." He says more or less to himself. "For me." He finishes his sentence, sitting properly on the couch now, feet on the floor, arms crossed.

"I mean.. yeah." You say, carefully. "You're gonna leave as soon as you're good to go, you know that." You say. "Would be kinda weird to start like, a friendship or stuff when your stay is limited down the line. I just wanna look out for you- and myself too. Save us the hurt later on." You shrug, and at that, a lightbulb seems to blink out of nowhere over his head, as he looks at you.

"So you? Like me?" He asks, and you stammer an answer.

"Uh, no- like, yeah as a guy you're pretty cool but like I said-" You scramble for an explanation, but he just crawls back on the couch, over you, until he's got you practically pinned down beneath him.

"You like.. me." He says, as if it's a fact- and yeah, it is one. But it shouldn't be. "I like you." He offers. "I.. tried, hm.. Im-pressive- impress you!" He seems to think hard to make his words make sense, brain still a bit slow most of the time when he tries to talk. It shows by the way he still stutters, gets stuck on syllables or by the way his brows scrunch together in thought. "But you- dumb!" He scolds, pointing at your head.

"What the fuck- I'm not dumb!" You complain, and he laughs, sharp canine teeth showing.

"Yes!" He argues, though he seems to not mean it badly. "Really dumb!" He continues.

"Well at least I don't try to eat the local animal population!" You argue.

"But- offer!" He argues, tail puffed up and swaying around. "I need.. to impress! Hunt!" He complains.

"For what?" You laugh.

"You!" He whines loudly. "Mate, make mate- impress mate! You, so you- argh!" He growls out, and you can't help but laugh.

"Jungkook." You softly say, and he looks at you with a face looking like you just told him he has to sleep on the balcony outside. "You don't have to do that, you know? Just cause I take care of you, doesn't mean you.. have to like, be nice like that." You say, and at that, he huffs angrily to himself, tail all fluffy as the fur stands out to all ends in his growing frustration, his arms crossed.

"No.!" He argues. "Stupid!" He curses, getting up to walk into his bedroom, before he emerges back out with some papers in his hand, and red ears as he slaps them on the couch, fleeing the scene right after before slamming the door shut, and locking the door.

And on your couch are two papers, one of them having writing on both sides- the handwriting sloppy and crooked, but readable. And while some sentences don't make sense, it seems like he's tried to take his time and write down what he can't say, at the moment.

'Kitty is stupid' is written on top of the first paper, and you scoff to yourself. 'Kitty doesn't get it.' it reads further.

'I want cry. I catch her prey, I offer it, and she give away to man downstairs. Man downstairs can't even hunt at all, keeps stupid bird in a cage but doesn't ever eat it. Who keeps food alive in home? Why she likes him I don't know- he stupid, just like her. But I like her. Maybe I can teach her one day. But what if she hunt for her then? No, I want to do that.'

'I want to show that I can be good partner. I learned to cook with human foods! She likes food, likes eating. I like eating too, so we eat together often. Then we hug, and she scratches my head. I like that. She's warm.'

'Maybe she doesn't like me. Doesn't like my kind. Doesn't want my kind. Or me. Just me? Maybe just me. I'm the problem. She doesn't want me.'

You turn the page around. It's written with a different pen- probably written on a different day.

'She likes me. I know she do.'

'I made nest for her, today, and she smiled. Smiled happy, cute, like kitty-toys on her bed. Has cheeks round just like them. Soft, too. She is soft. Body soft. I like holding her often. I like holding her in nest I made. And she hugged me, too. Let me hold her instead. Normal, she hold me. But this time, I hold her. I want to hold her more from now. She can be held anytime she want. She smells nice too. Smells best when happy, and after shower.'

You chuckle as you remember that day. It had been raining, you'd gotten caught up in it on the way home from grocery shopping, and after putting all things away and showering, Jungkook had waited on the couch for you, blankets from his bed placed on it, his hand inviting you to sleep there with him. And you had simply accepted the offer-

After all, you didn't know what exactly he'd been trying to offer you with those pillows and blankets placed there. You were educated on his physical health and general behavior- not about courting rituals and how to spot if the Vrota you've been taking care of has developed a romantic interest in you. Why the hell would they teach that anyways? It's not like they are known to have a huge interest in humans.

If anything, they're typically looking down on humans.

You move the paper, and turn to the last one. There's not much written on it, but the sentences are clearer, showing how his health had started to increase again, brain starting to work better these days. They're not perfect, there's a lot scribbled out, but it's clear that it must've been written recently.

'I don't know if she enjoy my company as much as I do her. I know she gain money from taking care of me, but it feels like she also doing it because she care about me. Will she abandon me once I am healthy? Will she leave me once I recover? Will I forget her if I go back home? What if home is here now and not where home was? I don't want to go home anymore if she not there.'

'It's not home if she's not there. It's just a house, just a planet, just a place. But I want home. I want to be her home. I want us to be each other home.'

Can you even be a home? You haven't at all planned any further than up until he's healthy enough to go back home. You've got no clue what to really do after he leaves- so what the hell are you supposed to do now? A relationship with him would be perfectly legal, sure, but he's also only got a Visa for his earth-stay up until he's healthy enough to return to his home planet, once they've gotten their whole pandemic situation back under control. You don't know what to do now.

Maybe you really are stupid, like he says.

So you decide to be even more stupid, as you take a small post it note from your kitchen, and write down a single sentence, before you slide the little note under his bedroom door.

And as he reads it, his eyes become wide, while his fingers clench the pastel pink paper.

'I want to be your home, too.'

[jmdbjk]

Bangtan weekly report.

Hello everyone.

A sign of Yoongi! Literally! his signature on a wall at the grand opening of actor Ma Dong Seok's (or Don Lee) boxing gym. Is Yoongi doing boxing workouts now?

Even Chef Baek and Psy attended this grand opening. Yoongi's signature had its own separate panel on the wall...

Kookie finally came home to Weverse:

"ARMY, are you doing well? I'm good I'm working out a lot And I'm doing lots of cleaning too, just really cleaning it all, from floor to ceiling I'm making rice well too It's already mid-March I will come again I miss you a lot" (Trans cr; Aditi @ bts-trans)

I know they take aptitude tests etc. to discern what military specialty/occupation/job they would match better. It is fitting he's ended up in a job that keeps him indoors in a very methodical environment doing something he's already shown an interest in.

There's a chance those who work in the kitchen have to wake up a little earlier than the others to begin preparing the food.

And it tickles me to think there are probably many who surround him who address him as hyung.

AND! I know when he sees Jimin enter the cafeteria, he gets the hugest brightest smile on his face. If he has any say-so in the kitchen, he is making sure someone makes and serves the biggest pancake, best pork cutlet and gives Jimin a huge serving of pork and kimchi stew.

Taehyung sighting at a Compose Coffee in Chuncheon:

Looks like he's found his military version of wooga squad...

I think the organization of "promotions" for Fri(end)s was excellent. I am 100% sure Tae came up with the idea of having people he knows react to the MV. The fan meet that happened yesterday, scheduled Stationhead listening parties and the WKorea thing is pretty brilliant too where it appears he'll sing the song in a prerecorded clip to be posted soon.

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I wasn't sure if we would be able to get the song to #1 on the iTunes Top Songs list but we did it! There were some big releases yesterday.

And Hobi posted this on his IG stories:

This Wednesday will be the 100 day mark for Jimin and Jungkook (Tuesday for Tae and Namjoon). I wonder if all soldiers reaching that mark immediately take their 3 days off (or however many days it is) or can they choose when they want to take it?

I'd like to think Jungkook would be able to squeeze in a little bit of time enjoying one of those $1000 bottles of whisky that we spied in his fridge. I would assume he'll also swing by the house construction to pick out colors and flooring and such. I hope they get to eat some really good food and see all the people they want to see.

I learned they've been conducting readiness training and drills this past week with the U.S. forces stationed in South Korea. The report I read said they've doubled the scale of their drills this go round. (big worried sigh).

If you are in the northern hemisphere, I hope your allergies are not bothering you too much.

[btsficsandsuch]

Masterlist

All Works Located Here

OT7

Reaction to Period Cramps

Going to be Better

Leaked Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Overwhelmed

Christmas Magic

Jin

Always Be Here

The First I Love You

Bump

Pregnancy with Jin

Chocolate Chip Cookies

No Use in Crying Over Spilled Matcha

Yoongi

Pickup Lines

Ungodly Dream

Lavender Oil

Smoke Alarm

A First Kiss and a Lie

Taste of His Own Medicine

Another Love Language

Comfort Person

You Better Figure it Out Part 2

I’m Sorry

You Don’t Want to Fall in Love With Me

I Wanted to be Romantic

PS, Is it Okay if I Start Calling You Dad

Everything’s Going to be Okay

For the Love of Tangerines

Anniversary Alone

All Kinds of Birthday Surprises

Gingerbread and Ornaments

Namjoon

Charmed

A Love Song

A Simple Notebook

Don’t Worry It’s Only Allergies

Hoseok

Dance Lessons

Jimin

Broken Glass

Let’s Go Back Home

Taehyung

Future Mrs. Kim

Teddy Bear

I’m Always Worried About You

Just an Old Leather Wallet

Jungkook

Perfect Little Family

Cinnamon Rolls

I Really Needed This

A Little Happiness

Want One Night Part 2

Scientific Proof

I Know I Look Good, But That’s No Reason to be This Upset

Please Don’t Forget About Me

It Worked, Didn’t It

[bts-0t-7]

Midnight Chimes - New Year's Special | OT7

Pair: OT7 x F Reader 

Summary: As the New Year reaches, the boys gathered together to reminisce the past and grow for the future. The promises they make - the essence of their friendship and growth - will only continue.

Genre: Fluff, Idolxreader

A/N: This is not their end, and therefore, this is not our end. Let’s raise a glass (of anything HAAHA) with the boys and welcome the New Year. I wish all of you, a happy new year filled with love and hope. 

WC: 1275

The sounds of cheers and laughter filled the air. Everybody had a space in the living room - whether it was the sofa, the floor, or the wall. Namjoon was in an armchair with Jimin leaning on it as he sat on the carpeted floor. Jungkook and Tae were huddled under the blankets together. Seokjin was whipping up dessert in the kitchen together with Hobi and you were leaning on a sleepy Yoongi. 

His legs were wrapped around your waist, his chest to your back. Turning behind, your hands reached up and tangled themselves in his hair as you gently massaged his head. Soft grumbles sounded deep from his chest and he pulled you up, cuddling against you for the extra warmth. 

“Jungkook ah, gimmie the other blanket.”

But he wasn’t really listening. 

“Faster, faster!”

“But Hyung!” Jungkook whined. “It’s not easy! He’s going too fast!”

The sudden ‘bam!’ made you peek open an eye. “Nooooo!” Seokjin raised his voice from the kitchen. 

Everybody grew silent and Jungkook rolled his eyes and trudged out of the comfy confinements of the sofa. Dragging his feet into the kitchen, he looked around to see what happened. You got up from Yoongi and followed Jungkook, eyebrows raising high as he came out with bowl after bowl of dessert. Popping your head through the threshold of the door, you tiptoed to the main chef as he meticulously placed the garnish. 

Wrapping your arms around his waist, you tilted your head as you leaned on his back. “Whatchu making?”

“You’ll know when you eat it.”

You pouted as he placed the big bowl to the sink, nudging it to Hobi. You opened your mouth as Soekjin sneaked a piece of apple to you. The crunch and sweetness of the apple had you opening your mouth, demanding for another one when Hobi came over and flicked water from his wet hands to you. Whining, you turned your head to him and glared. 

“You’ll have your share later, Jagiya.”

Hunching your back, you flopped back down onto Yoongi, harshly waking him up from his little cat nap. Grunting, he flipped a leg over your hip, pushed his head to your neck, and fell back asleep. The room was filled with warm lights of the fairy lights placed around the room and the christmas tree. But it wasn’t the warmth of the lights or the heater from the room that it made your insides tingle. No, it was the warmth that came from the boys that slowly penetrated you without you even knowing. 

Namjoon’s knowledge and words, always found a way to allow you to see the world in a different light. His clumsy self is just as adorable as everyone tries to keep him away from fragile items. 

Seokjin with his allergy to seriousness, always laughing and cracking jokes. But he has times when his sterness is hot as shit. Sitting there, biting his lips as his brows raise and ensuring that all the boys are settled down. 

Yoongi’s energy level that just matches up to yours. The both of you were the perfect cuddle buddy pair. You would fall sleep in his studios, listening to him work. 

Hoseok with his forever ray of sunshine, bright and warm regardless of the external weather. Even when he is in strict ‘dance teacher mode’ - oh, you’ll have to hope he doesn’t go too hard that day. 

Jimin’s angel-like features certainly doesn’t stop at just his features. He embodies the love and care of one. He would always be there when you had a bad day, always finding ways to do things that the both of you love together.

Tae’s nature is forever bubbly. From the way he wakes you up to the way he walks and cooks, even the way he tries to learn you hobbies so that the both of you can do more things in common. And whenever he can’t get it, he pouts so much you just had to move on or you may get a heart attack. 

Jungkook would alwyas include you in things that he was doing - whether in his lives or just simple doing laundry. He is an adventurous soul, so when he asked you out to go motorcycle riding after he gotten his license, you nearly fainted. 

But all of them, coming together to the life that they provided you - showed you. The light that you see when you are with them. The warmth that you feel whenever they are near you. 

“Let’s count down!” Jimin cheered. “One minute!” 

The desserts were on the table and it was promptly grabbed by everybody. The fairy lights that you have insisted on putting on, made the living room twinkle. 

“Seven!”

“Sixxxx!”

“Five!”

“Four!”

“Threeeee.” 

“Two!”

“One.”

The party bombs were put out as confetti exploded, its reflections colouring the room in a myriad of colours. 

“Happy new year! Let’s make this one better than the last!” Everybody was huddled together in a group hug which soon turned into a comfortable big cuddling session. The others sounded their approval, raising their glasses in unison. The room was soon filled with sounds of lcinking glasses and joyous laughter. 

Each of them took turns to share their favourite memories of the oast year, reflecting on their high and lows - as an individual and as a group. 

A mischievous smile appeared on Jin’s lips as he exclaimed, “Remember that April Fool’s that we pranked Yoongi by hiding all his snacks? We told him we dumped them away cause they were expired! He was so mad but it was so worth it!” His laughter told the story more than he did as he tried to breathe through his wheezes. 

Yoongi rolled his eyes and playfully scowled at him. “Yeah, yeah. Just you wait and I’ll come up with something better. Then you can shit in your pants.” 

The room erupted in laughter as they continued to reminisce, their stories intertwining - each one as if it was a new page of a book. Taehyung shared about the times when he went up to stage with Yeontan, his music videos, his first times as a solo artist. The other boys shared their own stories and experiences on that too. Jimin said, “There was this one fan duing the call, her words really made a lasting impact.”

As they all sat together, the conversations shifted to the future - their dreams and aspirations. Namjoon, one for an ever-lasting optimism, suggested that they each share a New Year’s resolution. 

One by one, each member shared their hopes and dreams - from practicing harder to improving their skills, to taking care of their mental and physcial health, to using their platfrom to make a more positive impact of their fans and society. 

“And food!” Jungkook shot up. “Can’t forget having more yummy food!” 

Everybody burst out laughing. “Yeah Kook, we’ll have more food this year.” 

As the night wore on, you found yourself watching them with a smile on your face. They found comfort in each other’s presence, embracing hte joy of being together as a family. They laughed, danced, sang, and made hte beginning of new memories for the year. 

Finally, as the first rays of sunlight peeked through the windows, they gathered for their last toast. With their glasses raised high, they made a collective vow ot support and love each other and their fans no matter what challenges come either way. 

As the room filled with the sounds of their voices, they knew that together, they could conquer anything. With hearts full of hope and joy, they welcomed the New Year, ready to face the future hand in hand.

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when worlds collide

smau non!idol ningning x reader

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“You think she’ll care if I eat her jello?”

“Yunjin, she’s laying down on a hospital bed.”

“So, no?”

Slowly opening your eyes, you feel a huge rush of pain. Where were you? How’d you get to a hospital?

“She’s awake! Oh, thank Jesus. Y/N, baby, are you okay?” It was the nurturing sound of your mother, Sakura—not a literal mother, but she’s a mother figure to you.

“I feel like shit. What happened?”

“You almost died, Y/N. You’ve never been so irresponsible with your allergies; didn’t you check the ingredients before ordering? Or see the giant peanut sign on the menu?”

“Ugh, Kurra, give her a break. Who could focus on any of that with Ning-bitch staring at us the whole time?” You could only guess that voice belonged to your partner in crime, Yunjin.

“Fine, I’ll give you a pass this time. But be more careful next time, okay?” You could only nod your head at Sakura. You were too busy thinking about your restaurant experience prior to almost dying. Waves of memories came crashing at you after Yunjin mentioned Ningning. All the chaos and arguments. Your fight with Ningning. Your fight with Jimin. And your total make-out session with Giselle It was just a peck, but you have to find at least one positive in your restaurant experience.

Wait, your fight with Jimin

“Where’s rina?” Your heart pounded at the thought of seeing her. You didn’t exactly get to explain yourself, and as much as you wanted to avoid her, you knew it was best to talk.

“She went back to the dorms, and Aeri and Minji went back with her. Y/N, I don’t exactly know what’s happening, but you gotta talk to her. She’s hurting.” Your heart went from a fast-paced beating to a sudden drop. Jimin’s always been tough; she almost never cried. The only time you saw her shed tears was when her pet fish, Naveis, died freshman year. So the fact that you, out of all people, someone who’s supposed to be her best friend, had hurt her made you feel horrible.

“Kurra, you mentioned Aeri and Minji, and Yunjin and you are here, so where’s Yujin?” You could only think of your best friend’s reaction to all of this. She’d always been against the thought of Jimin and you being together. She didn’t want you to get hurt. Yet here you were hurting Jimin instead.

“She went off with her princess and Yeonjun. Something feels a bit off about her though, y’know? Kurra and I have been trying to figure it out, but what did Ning mean when she brought up Yujin?” You pondered for a second. Trying to think back to the venomous words Ningning had spit at you.

‘Did you get your little friend Yujin to help you? You’re such a fucking freak for playing the long game. I bet you found it funny when I kissed Jimin at our graduation party, huh? Like it was all part of your plan?’

Huh, what did she mean by that?

“Let’s focus on that later, okay? Let’s just get you discharged and home.” Sakura was right. You had to get home, not just to get out of this hospital, but to speak to Jimin.

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Here you were, standing outside the door to your apartment. You didn’t know what to expect when walking in. Were you in for round two with Jimin? Is Minji going to ask another painfully awkward question? Are you going to spontaneously make out with Giselle? Hah, you wished.

Dang it, Y/N; no time for jokes. Brace yourself. 

You held your breath as Yunjin began to open the door.

“Honey’s, we’re home!” The sound of frantic running is heard. You immediately locked eyes with Jimin.

“Jimin I’m so-“

“What the fucks the matter with you?” You’re held in a tight embrace. To the point where you struggled to breathe. Or maybe it was from the previous allergy attack. Either way, you felt a wave of relief come rushing over you. Maybe Jimin wasn’t upset at you?

“Y/n, when you’re in trouble, you come to me. I don’t care if the issue is about me. I don’t care if the issue is me. That’s what makes us so special; we’re close.” Jimin let go of her embrace with you. You stared at her; she was slightly tearing up.

"Jimin…. I’m sorry. I wanted to tell you, I did; I was just scared. I thought if you rejected me, we wouldn’t be friends. I didn’t want to ruin our special bond. Our perfect trio. I never meant to hide it from you, really.” Everyone else in the room slowly tiptoed away to give you two some space. You knew they would be next door with their ears pressed against the wall, but you still appreciated their effort.

You took a deep breath and exhaled. You kept her gaze, staring straight at your friend.

“Jimin, I like you. I always have. Since freshman year, when we locked eyes, I knew you would be someone special to me. And I was right, you are.”

Holding your breath, you closed your eyes. You had waited for this moment for 7 years. 

“Y/n, I don’t feel the same way.”

There it is. You were rejected. Your heart sank, and your body deflated. Your longtime crush has just rejected you.

“But that doesn’t mean I don’t want you in my life. I don’t care if it’s my best friend, classmate, or secret admirer. I need you in my life, Y/N. We’re-“

“Best friends.” You finished her sentence for her. You can’t help but let your tears fall. But they weren’t tears of sadness. You were happy. Happy that you didn’t have to live your life in fear of Jimin finding out about your crush, fear of rejection, or fear of breaking up your friend group. You were in love with Jimin, but you also loved Jimin. Not just as a crush, but as a best friend. She was always there for you when you needed her. You also couldn’t imagine a life without her.

Both of you were crying at this point and holding each other tight. You only broke out of your trance at the sounds of sniffles heard around the corner.

“You bunch of ease-droppers, get in here!”

Frantic running can be heard once again. Everyone joined in for a tight group hug.

“Man, I love you guys.”

Everyone laughed at Aeri’s words, since you barely knew her. But at this moment, it didn’t really matter. Everyone you cared about was in this room.

And you sure did love them all.

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At Wonyoung’s apartment.

“Hah, what a total shitshow!"

“Shouldn’t you be checking up on your girlfriend, Yeonjun?”

“Nah, she’s got her group of sharks by her side; if I step one foot near them, they’ll probably eat me alive.”

Yujin sighed. She glanced down at her phone to see a text from Sakura.

‘Y/n’s fine.’

Yujin’s sigh of annoyance turned into one of relief. Her best friend was okay.

“Aw, honey, I’m guessing you have good news. I told you Y/N would be fine; always trust me.”

Wonyoung giggled and pet Yujin’s head. She leaned into her table and took a bite of leftover cake.

“You know, they really ought to specify the design between the peanut-free option and the peanut-filled option. It would be a shame if someone got them mixed up.” Wonyoung sighed, staring at the cake in front of her.

“This cake would've tasted so much better with peanut oil; what a shame.”

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(Synopsis) Y/N had never been the type to take life for granted. You grew up with the mindset that if you wanted something, you had to work for it; So getting paired up with the university’s “Rich Bitch” Ning Yi Zhuo for your midterm was the last thing you wanted. Are you willing to step into the world of fame for an A+?

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This was a request for Jimin to have a sneezy allergic reaction that turned into a cold that he tried to cover up, but the original question post won't let me save any edits 😔

I’m so sorry it took so long..I kept rewriting it because it just seemed awful to me and it got to the point where I pulled out my laptop so I could freely move paragraphs and delete scenes more easily. I'm sorry if in the process it got messed up, I'm going to edit it after posting because if i don't, it'll never leave my drafts.

"Are you sure you'll be okay?" Taehyung asks Jimin for the fourth time since they started their journey to their next filming location.

"Yes Taehyung-Ah, I'll be fine. I spoke to a doctor about it and got a special medication and air filtering mask to use when we aren't filming. I can handle a few cats.." Jimin speaks confidently, reaching over to take Taehyung's hand. "Will you be okay with how humid it's going to be?"

"I'll be uncomfortable, but I'll be okay. I'll just be sure to drink a lot of water." Taehyung squeezes Jimin's hand. "Don't worry about me. Just worry about yourself."

"Alright, as long as you're sure. Oh! Jimin-ah the place we're staying has a pool so we can cool off after shooting, and staff say we'll be free to do whatever we want at night." Taehyung switches subject to a brighter one.

"A nice night swim sounds amazing.." Jungkook joins in with a yawn, lifting his head from Jimin's shoulder. "What time is it?"

"Ah youre awake Gukkie. Did you sleep well?" Jimin asks, trying to re-fluff Jungkook's hair from where he was lying on it, smiling fondly. "It looks like it.."

"Yeah...I was listening to that audiobook Namjoonie-hyung recommended but I ended up falling asleep." Jungkook says rubbing his eyes, checking the time on his phone. "Oh we're gonna be landing soon..our arrival time is 9:15, it's already nine! Did you take the medicine already Jimin-sii?"

"Aish..I almost forgot.. thanks Jungkook-ah.." Jimin digs in his carry-on bag, eyes widening when he realizes he had the wrong bottle in his hands. Sh*t.. I grabbed my usual allergy medicine out of habit instead of the new one I went to the doctor for..

"What's wrong Jimin-ah?" Taehyung asks, concerned when he sees Jimin's face fall into a frown. "Do you not have it?"

"No, no I have medicine..I just noticed I forgot something at home, but it's fine." Jimin takes one of the pills, swallowing it down with a grimace.

"Here, have some water Jiminie." Taehyung offers his water to Jimin a bottle of water. Who takes a drink.

"Thanks, Tete.." Jimin washed the pill down, passing it to Jungkook who was reaching with eager hands. I hope it'll be enough.. I don't want to be the one to ruin the music video. Maybe there won't be as many cats around...

"Oh wow..this place really does have as any many cats as it people here!" Jungkook exclaims, watching the cats wandering the market.

"There's actually more cats than people here.." Yoongi corrects him, stepping closer to Jimin. "I'm worried about it."

"Will you be okay Jiminie?" Hoseok asks sharing Yoongi's concern, looking at Jimin with uncertainty. "I didn't think wild cats would be this close to people."

"Yeah, I'll be fine. I took medicine earlier, I just have to be cautious and take breaks between filming with them…" Jimin says, trying to sound confident. One cat was okay, especially because cats normally stay for a few minutes and then leave, but he counted eight cats watching them with curiosity or fleeing out of sight as they went to the filming location.

"We'll try to film as quickly as possible." Namjoon felt uneasy filming here, feeling the same concern for Jimin. Still, the song was a collaboration with another artist to fundraise to help the animal population that plagued the small country, giving them more animals than they could take care of and the members couldn't turn it down.

"I can do this. I feel fine." Jimin promises to reassure his team, ensuring his mask completely covers his face, silently apologizing to the makeup artist who recently finished it for the shoot. "It's just a few days of being uncomfortable to help save hundreds of little lives."

"Just keep your hands clean as much as you can. We brought hand sanitizer." Yoongi tells Jimin, afraid that he might accidentally make his eyes red and puffy if he touched them after touching the felines.

"I know, I know. I'll be careful." Jimin felt a cat rub against his leg, looking down at the calico by his feet, resisting his urge to stroke her, bending down to take a closer look with his hands firmly in his pockets. "Oh wow.. you look a lot like the cat I filmed with in Serendipity.. but you have more orange patches.."

"We have work to do. Ignore the kitty, you can play with him later." Jin gently scolds him, not wanting him to take extra risks when they haven't even started filming.

"Calicos are usually female.." Jimin states with a small pout when the cat meows for attention, Yoongi bending down to pet the calico instead.

"Yoongi-yah don't encourage him.." Jin sighs, watching Yoongi scratch behind the calico's ear on Jimin's behalf, getting a smile out of the other members.

" Come on, Yoongi-hyung, you gotta leave the kitty too." He pulls Yoongi back to his feet, fighting off the urge to rub at his eyes. There's cat fur in the wind, I can feel my eyes watering every time a breeze rolls through

"I'm coming, I'm coming." Yoongi leaves his new furry friend, following them to a park they set up for the music video. "Maybe I'll adopt a cat from here one day.."

"Oh wow.. there are several cats here, too.. are they all tame?" Jin asks when he heard a hissing cat from near the fountain where they were going to be working.

"[Do they bite or scratch or are they like.. all friendly?Or is just certain ones?]" Namjoon asks for Jin, watching two cats fighting underneath the fountain.

"[They aren't all friendly because of some bad people making them lose trust, but none of them will attack you unless you corner them or if they are protecting their young. Just let them come to you instead of you approaching them, and you'll have no issues.]" The man explains to Namjoon in English. "[Those two won't hurt you. it's just mating time, and they have their eyes on the same female..]" The man shoos off the cats, the two males darting towards the treelines.

"They aren't really aggressive, some just don't trust people..if we let them come to us he says we'll be fine. It doesn't sound any different than normal neighborhood cats, just larger numbers." Namjoon explains to his members. "Still be careful.. Don't try to come to them let them come to you."

"[Is everyone ready then? No more questions? We need to film before the sun sets behind the mountains, and we lose the natural light.]" The director asks.

"[We're ready..]" Namjoon answers in English, gathering his team close together."we need to do our best. We're racing against time and we only have three days here.."

Jimin removes his face mask to start filming, giving it to a staff member to hold while they start the opening scene, the seven of them making a wish at the fountain on by one, surrounding it in a half circle. The shot was nearly perfect until it got to Jungkook, who threw the coin too hard, landing outside of the camera shot with a sploosh.

"Aish I'm sorry!" Jungkook apologizes, ears reddening in embarrassment to be the first member to make a mistake, his heart pounding in his ears. "[I'm sorry..]"

"It's okay, it could've happened to any of us. I'm surprised i did it correctly." Namjoon puts an arm around Jungkook. "We'll just film it again. No big deal, we have plenty of spare coins."

"I'll get it in the center frame this time." Jungkook pouts at the realization they don't speak Korean. "[Sorry..please..try again?]"

"[Its okay, you got this. Its just a bit of nerves Jungkook just be gentle. Just toss it in front of you so it falls nicely, don't throw it..]" The director tells him calmly, Jungkook nodding. "[Good.. let's start over.]"

The director wanted the scene to be a one shot, panning through each member so the members started from the top, Jimin fighting off the urge to sneeze until the director called cut, failing miserably.

"heh' hejish'Heh'vchi!" Jimin covers his face the sneeze escaping right when it was Jin's turn to drop his coin, making Jin jump. "Aish'm sorry hyung.."

"It's okay. Are you okay?" Jin didn't care about jumpscare, only about his little brother. "Are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah, something just tickled my nose. I can do this.." Jimin answers with a sniffle, staff quickly bringing him a tissue. "Let's try it once more. They do say third time is a charm right?" Jimin tries to keep a cheery attitude, despite the uncomfortable nasal pressure building up. He tries to blow his nose to ease it away, but it did nothing but ruin his make up, staff needing to touch it up once more.

"If you need a break, please don't hesistate to ask okay?" The woman fixing his make up tells him with concern, noticing how red his nose as already gotten in such a short time.

"We only just started. I'm okay, really." Jimin says with a gentle smile.

The members get through the first scene without any issues for the third take, Jimin sighing with relief when the looked over the footage, being sure his eyes weren't red on camera.. I look fine for now, but how long will it be before we have to stop filming because of me?

"Jimin-ah.." Yoongi gently nudges him when he notices Jimin wasn't paying attention. "He's talking to you..he wants you to do your up close shot first."

"['m sorry. Please say again.]"Jimin bows, blushing in embarrassment. How unprofessional.. spacing out like that in the middle of a shoot. I need to focus.. The longer we have to perform, the worse I'll feel... we just need to get through this.

Jimin was given a cat to be his filming partner for the shoot, gently stroking her glossy patch work coat to try to earn hers trust for the shot, smiling brightly when she headbutts his cheek. "[She's so soft and pretty.]"

"[Her name is maple. This is your cat in the storyline. She actually belongs to someone.. We specifically found a hypoallergenic cat for you just as requested.]" The animal handler tells him.

"[Thank you..I'm sorry for being trouble..]" Jimin bows gratefully, giving a sweet apologetic smile. They found me a special cat for close up shots?I didn't request that..I thought it was strange i didn't feel worse when Maple brushed my cheek. They're so kind..I can't back out over some sniffles..

"[Alright..put Maple into position in the light square and get into your position, you made a wish and a cat appeared. Act surprised and pick her up. They'll click the clicker to give Maple the sign to touch your face. We might have to do it a few times if her paw isn't in a good position.]"

A translator repeats it in Korean when she notices that he didn't process anything, explaining that they planned for Jimin to do his solo shots first.

"[I understand..]" Jimin places Maple down on the fountain ledge, taking a deep breath before walking out of frame, walking towards the calico. I can do this.. it's just three days..

Jimin tried to hold back a sneeze while the director gave them their directions for the second day, rubbing the tip of his nose to try to ease the itch building up. We did all the close up acting scenes yesterday, now we just have to do the chero and film the scenes with our guest. I can do this.. "Hehtichih!" Jimin tries to muffle his sneeze, only Taehyung hearing it.

"You okay?" Taehyung whispers with concern when he sees Jimin trying to wipe his nose without ruining his makeup. He removes his bandanna, using it to gently dab the mucus from Jimin's face.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine..It's a manageable inconvenience.." Jimin sniffles, giving him a smile. "Thanks Tete.."

"If this is too much for you, just say something okay?" Taehyung frets over him gently removing a white cat hair from Jimin's shoulder. "Your eyes are getting starting to get red and you're sneezing much more.."

"What? my eyes are red?" Jimin frowns, turning to the fountain to see his reflection. He saw the red lines spiking from his irises."It looks worse than it feels, im fine.. I have eye drops in my bag." Jimin lies. Why do I feel worse than yesterday? I even took as strong as a dosage as possible, and Taehyungie and Jungkook came here early to scare off some cats..

"I'll get them for you." Taehyung leaves, briskly walking to get to Jimin's bag, digging through it.

"What's the rush? Is Jimin okay?" Namjoon asks, pulling on his shirt for the second wardrobe change.

"I don't know..his eyes are so red right now and he seems to be getting out of breath quicker than usual.. do you think we should ask for a break? I tried to make it have less cats with Jungkookie, but they came back.."

"I'll ask, but we're racing a storm right now..the weather was supposed to be clear this week. We just need to do the choreography, and we'll be finished today.." Namjoon quickly finished changing to check on Jimin.

"Heh'itcgi!" Jimin sneezes into a tissue, blowing his nose and sanitizing his hands for the umpteenth time that day.

Taehyung trails behind him, his heart clenching when he hears another wet sneeze come from his soulmate. Jiminie will only keep feeling worse as the day continues.."Jimin-ah, I brought the eye drops. Here. Tilt your head. I'll help you put them in.."

"Thanks, Tete that'd be great.." Jimin let's Taehyung gently place his hand on the back of his head, trusting him to support him as he leans back. Another sneeze was building, but with Taehyung so close to him, he forced the sneeze back."heh..heh.."

"Do you need a second?" Taehyung asks when he hears Jimin's breath hitching, pulling his hands away. "It's okay if you need to sneeze."

"No..no I'm okay.." Jimin lies, not wanting to worry Taehyung more than he already is.

"Okay..one..two and.. one-two…" Taehyung squeezes the drops into Jimin's eyes. "There.. all done.. slowly.." he guides Jimin to sit up again, hugging him close. "I wish I could do more to help.. Namjoon is going to see if we can do a break for you.."

"No, no I just want to get it over with..we can have a break when it rains. We're on a time limit and I won't be able to rest stressing about it." Jimin holds back a sneeze, the pressure building up making his eyes water.

They get through the chorus, before the wind started to pick up, carrying cat fur with it, irritating Jimin's sinuses further. Jimin pushes through the itch building in his nostrils,making it difficult to not ruin the shot by changing his facial expression. The director calls cut, releasing the members to monitor the shot.

"Aish, I messed up the shot.." Jimin frowns when he sees his facial expression in the back when him, Jungkook and Hoseok were center. "[Please can we redo?]"

"I saw that too. We'll need another cut.." Namjoon says apologetically.

"Are you okay to do it again Jimin-ah?" Hoseok whispers when he hears Jimin's breath hitching, no longer interested in the choreography.

"I'm fine..I just..heh..Heh'hehitchi!" Jimin sneezes into his hands to avoid sneezing on Hoseok, another sneeze following right after. "Hehtichih! Heyitcyh! Heh..heh..uiyxheu!" He sniffles, not moving his hands from his face.

"Here Jimin-ah.." Taehyung holds a tissue box out to him"I think you need to sit away from the cats for a bit.."

Jimin pulls a couple out gratefully, trying to clean up his face. "Ugh.. this is so annoying.. I should be able to handle this better.. no.. "

"It's okay, Jiminie. we all have our strengths and weaknesses." Yoongi reassures Jimin, pushing his hair behind his ear. "Are you crying?" He asks with concern when he sees the tears in his eyes, grabbing a tissue to lightly dab them away, not wanting the chance of his hands making his allergies worse.

"No, no. I'm not, it's just from the sneezing. I'm okay hyung.." Jimin smiles, surprised to see Yoongi be the one to dry his eyes when Hoseok and Taehyung were right there. "Thank you.. I think..I'm okay now.."

"Are you sure?" Hoseok asks, hugging Jimin from behind. "You're still breathing heavy.."

"It's just because of my nose being stuffed up. I'll have enough of a break when they fix my makeup." Jimin sniffles, letting the make up noona redo his make up around his eyes and nose. "I'm sorry..but i.. ah..aeh'tichi!" Jimin sneezes. "Heh'heh..itsth! Heh' x'shiugh.." Jimin sneezes a few more times, closing his eyes tightly.

"It's okay. It's not your fault. I used something more waterproof this time. Come back to me so i can help you get it off okay?" She speaks kindly.

"Thank you." Jimin sniffles, returning to the group, taking a deep breath. "I'm okay now, let's go back to filming.. Maybe we should do the group acting scenes first.."

The seven go back to acting out their scenes taking a break from the chreography, Jimin grateful that he did all his close ups first. I have to get it right this time, the longer i stay out here the harder it'll be to control my sneezes and on top of it the clouds are getting darker..

Stress knotted Jimin's stomach, only adding another layer of discomfort to his list. He ignored the pain, going back into his position, holding his breath every time he was near the front, making him feel lightheaded as he switched positions.

"Cut!" The cameraman yells, the members relaxing. Jimin falls to his knees, trying to catch his breath,gasping for air.

Jungkook and Taehyung rush to his side, the two looking at him with matching concerned expressions. Taehyung gently rubs Jimin's back, trying to do something to ease his suffering. "You okay Jiminie? Is there anything I can do to help? Do you want some water? A tissue?"

Jimin wants to answer Taehyung. Wants to tell him he just needs to sit away from the island's feline friends for a bit, but the loathed feeling of needing to sneeze returned, unable to get any words out, sniffling to try to ease the pressure, only triggering more sneezes. "Heh'thchi! Hey'Heh'heyhvhi!"

"Jimin you're done for today, this is too much for you to handle. We need to stop for today.." Namjoon speaks sternly, Jimin shaking his head.

"No, please.. Namjoon-sii we're almost finished… I can do this." Jimin begs, clasping Namjoon's hands. "It's only going..to be another hour.. of filming. I'll rest after."

"Jimin, you're pushing youself too hard, you're shaky on your feet and you're struggling to breathe. You need to listen to your body. We can extend our trip if needed. You need rest.."

"Then just give me ten minutes to recover..Please?" Jimin begs, ignoring the urge to sneeze. "I don't want to..be the reason we don't finish on time.."

"Alright, but if you feel even an ounce worse, you have to tell me." Namjoon frowns, knowing full well Jimin would end up crying in the rental house. He's going to get worse either way, the storm will force him to stop soon enough..

The seven boys went through the cherography three times before they got a shot Jimin and the others were happy with. Relief washed over Jimin when the director praised them, him falling to his knees, struggling to catch his breath.

"I did it..We just need to do one wardorbe change and we'll be finished.." Jimin coughs, trying to catch his breath.

"I don't think we can do that Jiminie, the clouds are getting so dark.." Taehyung says looking up at the clouds, trying to hide his relieved smile that the weather was going to force Jimin to take a break. "We need to find-"

The clouds that threatened rain finally burst drowning out the rest of Taehyung's words, a heavy rainfall drenching the members as Jungkook quickly scoops up Jimin, running towards the safety of the rental car, the others following.

"Jungkook-ah… I..I can walk on eh..heh..heudhichi!" Jimin sneezes into Jungkook chest, not able to let go of Jungkook's neck to sneeze into his hands fast enough. "Heh'itchii!" Another one follows right after.

"My poor hyungie.." Jungkook coos, putting Jimin in the car, sliding in right after. "You okay Jiminie?"

Jimin tried to answer, but another few sneezes stopped him, sniffling miserbly. "Heh'thih..hEH'ITCHI.."

"I don't think we'll be able to film tomorrow, with it raining this hard the ground is going to turn to mud.." Namjoon says when he gets in, drying his face with a towel he left in the car earlier, and passing it to the member next to him.

"I think we got enough usable footage to make the music video still." The staff tells them, the boys visibly relaxing.

"What about filming for Samatha's verse?" Namjoon frets about their guest artist that was coming tomorrow. "Will she not be able to perform her verse with us?"

"We'll film it in an inside location, we'll see what type of set we can make. Don't worry, we'll handle it." Their manager tells them. "Just focus on resting for the rest of the day."

"Jimin you'll shower first when we get to the house okay?" Jin orders, trying to get Jimin's wet hair out of his eyes.

"You're the oldest, you should get the first shower." Jimin sniffles, trying to fight off another sneeze.

"No, Jimin-ah, you need it more than me. You'll feel better once you get washed up." Jin declined. "I'll shower after you. It's no big deal. Just shower and rest up. Okay?"

Jimin wakes up to the sound of Jungkook accidently rolling out of bed, his head pounding with a sinus headache. It hurt to open his eyes to find the source, calling to Jungkook softly. "Are you okay Kook-ah?" Jimin's eyes widen when he hears how hoarse his voice became overnight, coughing right after.

"Yeah, I'm okay..my pillow fell with me. Are you okay hyung? You sound awful."

"I need some water." Jimin ignores his question, sitting up, resisting the urge to sneeze. I haven't been outside and all the windows have been shut since we arrived, why do I feel so awful?

"I'll go get you some. Wait here." Jungkook stretches, getting off the floor and leaving to the kitchen.

Jimin reaches for a tissue, noticing the mucus coming from his nose was no longer clear and runny. It became thick yellow mucus, indicating it wasn't just allergies anymore. Jimin swears underneath his breath when he feels another sneeze coming,

"Jimin-sii I brought you-"

"Heh'heh itchisg!" Jimin sneezes into his hands.

"Bless you Jiminie hyung.." Jungkook hands him a tissue.

Jimin blows his nose again, crumbling up the tissue and taking the water from Jungkook. "Thanks Jaykay.. my nose is driving me crazy..I can't wait to get off this island."

"It's the last day of filming, will you be okay?" Jungkook asks. "You're breathing heavy.."

"My nose is just stuffy, I'm okay. We're filming inside today so it won't be too hard." Jimin down plays how he feels, leaving out the sore throat and pounding headache.

"I'll make you some tea. Maybe that can help you feel a bit better. Don't forget to take your medicine before we go out." Jungkook tells Jimin leaving the room.

Jimin waits until he feels Jungkook is out of earshot to cough into his arm, trying to muffle the sound.

We're filming with Samantha today.. I can't let a cold ruin this..

Jimin takes another allergy pill and a painkiller for his headache before joining the others, Jungkook handing him a tea cup.

"Here jimin-sil, drink up. I added a tiny bit of ice so you won't burn your tongue." Jungkook says, taking a sip just to be sure it was at a drinkable temperature.

"Thanks Jaykay.." Jimin smiles, taking a big gulp from the cup. Please, work to soothe my throat and stomach.. I have too much to do today..

"1,2,3..hello.. we are..BTS." Namjoon starts their greeting, the members echoing 'bts right after him.

"[Im Samantha. It's so nice to meet everyone in person. Thank you so much for agreeing to help my passion project, it means so much to me.]" Samatha bows.

Jimin tries to hold back another sneeze while the translator speaks, translating Samantha's heart felt wish to help the animals she loves so much, holding his breath with his eyes squeezes shut, the pressure becoming more uncomfortable as the members introduced themselves.

"Are you okay Jimin?" Taehyung whispers.

Jimin nods, not wanting to worry him. Before Taehyung could question him further, he hears Samantha say his name.

"[Is it okay if I call you Tae hyung and not V?]" Samatha asks shyly. "[Im not a fan of using stage names while working. It feels distancing..]

"[Ah. No problem... it's nice to meet you.]" Taehyung takes her out reached hands to shake them.

Samatha turns to Jimin giving him a cheery smile. "[Hi, it's really nice to-]"

Jimin opened his eyes to greet her, but as soon as he stopped concentrating on keeping his sneeze back, a wet sneeze escaped him. "Heh'hehitfchi!"

He tried to turn on his heels to avoid sneezing in Samantha's direction,but his body gave him no time to react.

"[Oh it's you that was allergic to cats. I'm so sorry about all this. I really wanted to feature the animals we were trying to save and didn't think to look up if any of you were allergic..]" Samatha bows the whole time she's talking, Jimin matching her bow for bow despite how it made his head pound.

"[No, no big deal..I'm okay.. I love cat..no bow, no worry.. no sorry needed.]" Jimin tries to speak English to her, relaxing when she stops apologizing.

"[We only have this natural light for so long so I'd like to film right away..]" the director pulls the artists back into work

"[Right. I'm sorry.. I just wanted us to be a bit more comfortable working together. I got the choreography for the chorus down, but I want to run through it with the boys once before filming..]"

Jimin only felt worse as the time passed, the medicine doing nothing to ease his pain. Jimin was happy that they were doing a quick photo shoot with the set staff made.

"Jiminie looks exhausted.." Hoseok frowns, watching Jimin pose for the camera, laying on his back. Hoseok rushes over to help him to as soon as the photographer was pleased with his work, feeling the back of Jimin's neck. "You're warm Jiminie."

"It's just hot with those ring lights. I'm okay.." jimin trying to convince both Hoseok and himself.

"I'll go get you some water then.." Hoseok goes to get a water bottle, his worry increasing when he hears another sneeze come from the oldest of the mankae line.

"[Bless you.]" Samatha says sincerely, bringing over a bottle. "[I thought this might help you. It's a tea that helps my boyfriend when he's super congested. It's a bit spicy..]"

Jimins mind blanked on processing most of what she said, only understanding the drink she passed to him was to help him feel better.

At this point, he was willing to try anything, almost spitting out the tea when the spice hits him, swallowing it down.

"[I know, the thyme and ginger makes it have a strong taste, but it's really good for you." Samatha stifled a laugh seeing Jimins reaction.

"[It's okay, thank you for making for me..]" jimin takes another drink, surprised to feel the mucus loosen, causing a wet sneeze. "Heh'hehi'Itchi!"

"Here, blow your nose Jiminie.. Jungkook just finished the last photo so we're going to film soon." Namjoon bows his head to Samatha. "[Sorry to interrupt..]"

"[No, no. You guys take your work seriously and i really admire that about him Many artists would straight up refuse to film if they don't feel well]" Samatha says looking at Jimin sympathetically as he goes away from everyone to try to clear his nose.

"[I'll tell him that for you. It'll make him happy.]" Namjoons smiles, calling the members back to work.

I can't breathe.. my lungs are burning...

Jimin stumbled into Jungkook, ruining the shot for the third time. "I'm sorry..I'm sorry. I'll get it right this time...i..I just stepped to..far.."

"Are you okay Hyung? You're panting.." jungkook puts his arms around Jimin, holding his weight.

"I..I just got a bit dizzy..I just need..need..Heh'hehitfchi!" Jimin sneezes without giving him time to cover, sneezing on Jungkook.

"Ah, jimin-sii.." Jungkookie frowns, using a towel to wash off the snot from his shirt the best he could. "I think you caught a cold.. i think we should take a break."

"No..no we're almost finished filming I'll rest after. Everyone is tired..the sooner we finish the sooner we can go home..." Jimin sniffles, taking the tissue staff offered him.

"[If you aren't feeling well you should rest. Don't push yourself. I'm really tired too. I'm not used to heavy choreography like this..]" Samatha takes a seat on the ground dramatically. "[I was afraid to ask for a break when you boys were so focused..]"

Jimin looks to the translator, who explains it to him. "She's only saying that for my sake.." he says with a smile. The seven boys join her on the floor, Jimin leaning on Jungkook.

"You're so heavy.." jungkook teases, his smile dropping when he hears Jimin coughing into his fist. "Hyung. Hyung do you need some water?" He asks with panic, taking the waterbottle that Jin pushes towards them.

"No..no.. I'll..I'll throw up if..if I do.." Jimin pushed the water Jungkook offered away, trying to talk through the fit of coughs.

Jungkook frowns, trying to ease Jimin's suffering by rubbing his back. "Poor hyung..you really aren't well.."

"[I think we're done shooting for today..we'll just use the footage we have. I don't care if I look good in the shots. Let's use the first take.]" Samatha says putting up a finger when the boys go to argue. "[No, no compromising. I don't care about how i look, as long as it helps the cats. Everyone else looked good. I can live with my face looking too serious.]"

"She says she doesn't want to do anymore takes.. she wants to use the first take.." Namjoon translates for his members. "We're finished filming.."

Jimin's stomach knots with guilt, knowing how disappointed she was with the first take, but if she refused to film another take, he was in no condition to argue. "[I'm sorry..]" Jimin bows his head, forcing himself not to cough so he could properly apologize. "[We can work together again.. and I'll be sure everyone looks perfect...]"

[roo-bastmoon]

Happy Halloween & Last Night of Jimtober

Let the light of our Jimin's moon paint your pathways to hopefully ridiculous amounts of free candy or allergy-appropriate toys!

The Tannie family wants you to stay safe and healthy, puppykittes!

[magicshopaholic]

Flipped (Jimin x OC)

Summary: Jimin meets his childhood love in his childhood hometown.

Pairing: Jimin x OC

Genre: Exes; humour, banter, flirting, fluff

Word count: 2.1 K

Rating: 18+

Warnings: none

A/N: I may as well have denounced editing. Still, I've been looking forward to this little drabble for a good while now, so here it is. Since it's a drabble, it can be read standalone. Set about three months after Near Misses and a couple of weeks after Helping Hands.

This contains a little detail from a super popular movie that I watched on a flight after forever so kudos to anyone who can identify it :)

Tagging: @bbl32 @quarter-life-crisis2 @meirkive @faearchives @margopinkerton @dreaming-with-happiness @confessionsofamarshlily @jiminjhang purpleseoul7 @sumzysworld

Listen to: "heart“ by stars

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The moment Jimin knew that he was in it, bad, was when he first saw Kim Sooah at a volleyball match.

It was against a neighbouring school and while the girls’ matches rarely pulled in the crowd that the boys’ matches did, somehow, the crowd was almost as large that day. Jimin attributed it to the fact that Sooah was playing; it was, after all, the only reason he was here.

That, and the fact that Taehyung had dragged him along. Although Jimin would never admit it to him, he was glad he came, for the atmosphere was incredible. There was at least a hundred people there, from several schools in the district, cheering and hooting with tiny bottles of water in their hands.

“Imagine if we get even half this crowd when we debut,” muttered Taehyung to him in a low voice. Despite the sardonic tone, Jimin could detect the longing in his statement.

His focus reverted to Sooah fairly quickly, however. The match was midway, as far as he could tell, and the girls on both teams were amped up and energetic and sweaty. Jimin didn’t even know which team was winning; all he could tell was that Sooah looked serious and in concentration as her team gathered before a serve, discussing something and pointing vaguely at each other.

Her hair was in a ponytail at the top of her head, the ends damp and sticking to the back of her neck. Jimin watched in awe and something else as she brushed it away absently, exposing the glowing skin and making his cheeks heat up. Her legs were lean and toned under her shorts as she jogged on the spot, but when his gaze moved up to her face, he frowned.

Was she crying? It was a hot day, but her nose was red. Even from this distance, it was unmistakable, the redness at the tip and the sniff that followed it. But her eyes seemed dry… Jimin watched in confusion as she sneezed and one of her team members snickered and patted her shoulder comfortingly, while Sooah rolled her eyes but smiled back, tapping her nose with a cupped hand.

It happened one more time - the sneeze, the sniff, the tapping of her nose which seemed to be a habit she wasn’t even aware of – before Jimin realised what it was. It was allergies. Kim Sooah - perfect, popular, dream girl Kim Sooah - had allergies. To what, he did not know, but he could recognise the signs and moreover, could feel his chest fill up with a warm admiration and amusement that despite being a bit of a hot mess, she’d not only shown up to play but was visibly enthusiastic and focused on the game.

The team dispersed and got into their positions, Sooah somewhere on the side as her teammate got ready to serve. Just before play resumed, Sooah sneezed again.

And Jimin’s heart flipped.

—

The sky is still light when the sun disappears over the horizon, across Sooah’s parents’ house. She snaps a picture that does the sight no justice and stretches her legs where she’s sitting on the pavement in front of the house. The street is quiet and empty, which is why even the slightest movement causes her to look up.

“Tell me it’s a coincidence that you’re in Busan the same weekend you knew I’d be here.” Jimin raises his eyebrows as he approaches her, a smug hint of a smile on his face.

His hair is a gorgeous silvery blond for the upcoming Europe leg of his tour. He’d sent her a picture of it while the stylist was still colouring it, and Sooah had spent the rest of the night wondering if it would feel like silk.

“Tell me it’s a coincidence that you’re on this street when your parents’ house is two blocks away.”

He smiles sheepishly and sits next to her, smelling clean and light and floral. “Totally a coincidence.”

“Same here.” She nudges his shoulder with hers. “How’s tour going?”

“You aren’t keeping up on social media?” He feigns shock. “I’m hurt, Sooah.”

“I have a job now. I can’t remain a teenage fangirl forever.” But she gives him a playful smile along with it, which he returns.

“So this is where you lived before Seoul, huh,” he remarks after a few moments. “One of my childhood friends used to live right down this street, somewhere at the end.”

“We might have crossed paths, too,” she offers.

“Nah, I would remember.” He plays absently with the loose laces of her shoe. “But I’m glad you moved to Seoul when you did.”

“I’m glad you did, too.” Sooah feels her stomach flutter slightly at the memory. “I wish you’d introduced yourself sooner.”

“We were in the same class, Kim Sooah,” he points out. “You could have noticed sooner.”

She nods, not missing the defensive note. “Yeah, I could’ve. Sorry.”

There is silence for a minute during which Sooah looks out at the horizon in her childhood neighbourhood, sitting beside her childhood love.

“Taehyung told me you went to Jeju with Hyeri and her gang a couple of weeks ago.”

“I did. It was nice. A little hot, but fun.”

“Yeah? Partied hard?”

“Kind of.” A smile flashes across her face. “It’s getting harder to pull all-nighters in my old age.”

“I don’t believe that for a second,” he says teasingly, before pausing. “I heard you guys booked a whole villa.”

“Hyunjin got a great deal on Airbnb or something so he booked it. It was huge.”

“That’s cool. I heard all the couples got their own rooms.”

“They did.”

“Hmm.” He nods. “Rooming is overrated.”

“I agree. I don't think I managed a single shower in my room before the hot water got over.”

There’s the distant sound of children playing in the park down a couple of streets over. Sooah glances at Jimin out of the corner of her eye; he’s looking straight at the horizon, his jawline sharp and eyes partially hidden by his bangs.

“Glad you had fun, I guess,” he says after a moment, still staring ahead.

“Yeah. Hyeri is a much better friend than a roommate, though, for future reference.”

She doesn’t pretend to miss how he visibly catches on. “For future reference?” he asks. “You mean in case I ever want to room with Hyeri?”

“You never know. I know how much you love rooming with friends from high school.”

Jimin nods, but Sooah doesn’t miss the twitch at the corner of his mouth. He glances at Sooah and presumably sees her much more obvious smile, and rolls his eyes. “I hate you,” he states, shaking his head but failing to hide his sheepish grin.

Sooah giggles. “Jesus Christ, Chim. If you want to know if I’m single, just ask.”

A small patch of pink appears on his cheek. “Historically, that hasn’t always given me the answer I want.”

“Let’s try it. Repeat after me: ‘Sooah, are you in a relationship?’”

He gives her a look but decides to humour her. “Sooah, are you in a relationship?” he asks deliberately.

“No, Jimin, I am not. But hopefully I will be, soon enough. Are you in a relationship?”

“This is a coincidence but I’m not either. But if things go well, I’m hoping I will be, too.”

“Interesting. Why aren’t you right now?”

“Well, the girl I have a thing for is a bit of an enigma, if I’m being honest.” Jimin tosses his hair out of his eyes and smirks slightly. “She’s very popular and we never seem to get the timing right.”

Sooah can’t help but smile, feeling her face soften at the confession. “You’re bound to, eventually. Right?”

He nods slowly, his grin fading but not all the way. “I hope so. The problem is…” He looks away and ducks his head. “I don’t know. I guess part of me always feels like a quiet nerd around her, no matter how much time passes.”

“Lucky for you, I have a thing for cute and shy nerds,” she says after a moment, dropping all pretense and resisting the urge to rest her head on his shoulder.

“Yeah?”

“M-hm. Even when they get all ripped and start wearing designer clothes and have hoards of fans in love with them,” she says, “I find myself very fond of the person they are underneath all that.”

Jimin swallows and lets out a soft chuckle, before meeting her gaze, his eyes swimming with a hundred different thoughts. “I really feel like I’ve messed it up too many times with her, though,” he admits quietly.

Sooah nudges his shoulder again and this time rests her head on it as well. “She might share some of the blame for that, too,” she murmurs. “But you’ll never know if you don’t try.” She feels him nod, slowly, and she holds her breath as he starts to say something. Instead, she suddenly sneezes.

“Oh, God, no,” she grumbles, brushing strands of hair out of her face. “What - what is that? Are you wearing a new perfume or something? Because I think I might be allergic. What?” she asks, catching sight of his big grin that only widens when she frowns.

“You do this thing when you get your allergies,” he tells her. “This thing with your hand.”

“What thing?”

“Like this.” He mimics it, tapping his nose with his cupped hand. “It’s extremely cute.”

Sooah feels her face heat up in both pleasure and embarrassment. “Oh. I didn’t realise.”

“I know. But you’ve always done it. You did it when you were front row at our debut,” he reminds her.

At this, she smiles as well, reliving the old but clear memory. “Yeah, I was having allergies then, too. Can’t believe you noticed me in the crowd.”

“It was, like, thirty people.”

She nods in agreement, but then shrugs. “You still put on a hell of a show, Chimmy.”

“Shut up,” he mutters bashfully. “You should come for a concert now. There are actual lightsticks so you don’t have to wave the torch on your Nokia.” He flashes her a smile. “I’ll send you a flying kiss from the stage. The other girls there will hate you.”

“Sounds like a plan,” she says dryly. “Although I think it might be harder to spot me in a crowd of thirty thousand.”

“Doesn’t matter. I’ll always spot you.”

Sooah’s heart flips. “I might just take you up on that offer. But you have enough girls in the front row, chasing after you.”

The same grins flickers on his face before he looks down at the road. “As long as you’re the only one who comes backstage with me, I’m good.”

“Really? You don’t think we’ve grown out of making out backstage after your show?”

“Never. We even have private rooms now. Where do you think Taehyung and Namjoon disappear for twenty minutes after every show?”

“And you want to join the club?”

“Depends. Are you joining me backstage?”

“Depends. Are you asking me to join you backstage?”

Jimin sighs hugely, giving her a look the whole time. “We can’t just let anyone backstage, you know? They only started making exceptions once Namjoon and Kaya started dating. Jungkook isn’t allowed to bring his flings back there either.”

“So it depends on whether I’m a girlfriend or a fling?” Her stomach flutters with anxiety at her own words. “Choose wisely, Jimin.”

The half-hearted smile tells Sooah that he’s picked up on the loaded statement. I feel like I’ve messed it up too many times, though. She bites her lip at the reminders, the slew of memories of both she and him drawn to each other multiple times, only to push each other away before anything could come of it.

On the pavement, Jimin slips his hand into hers, lacing their fingers together. “I don’t know. I didn’t think I’d be the guy to whom Kim Sooah says yes twice.”

She bites her lip and smiles, wide. His fingers feel steady in between hers. “Sometimes it happens,” she says, tilting her head up and meeting him in a soft kiss. “Yes,” she whispers, her eyes staying closed, their noses still brushing against each other. 

Jimin doesn’t pull away immediately, but she feels him squeeze her hand. “Will I see you at the next show then?” he murmurs. “I can get you a ticket.”

“Front row?”

“I’ll be looking for you,” he promises, pressing a kiss to her forehead before sitting back in his original position but somehow feeling closer than before.

Sooah nods in assent. Sitting before her childhood home with her childhood love, she drops her head on his shoulder. A moment later, she feels his head rest on hers.

—

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[kbaemi]

✧✧✧ Relationship with BTS ✧✧✧

✧✧✧ JIN ✧✧✧

When Jin met Noriel, he immediately welcomed her into the group and took her under his wing. She loves his jokes and puns and genuinely finds him funny. He thinks of her as his little sister and strives to take care of her. After he found out about her allergies, he along with the rest of the older members, he became very careful and watchful of food when it came to her. They love to cook together and she helped teach him the vegan alternatives to their recipes. They both took on the role of the main cooks for the group.

Together they make up WWH and WWB.

When they spend time together, they are playing video games, fishing, or cooking together.

✧✧✧ SUGA ✧✧✧

It took a while for Yoongi and Noriel to get close. Yoongi is not one to show his emotions a lot and came off as cold to Noriel. While Noriel is like a golden retriever and had too much energy for him. He thought she was just there to play games and make friends, so he tended to ignore her and casted her off as an airhead. It wasn't until after he saw how far she was pushing herself that he started to let her in. After Yoongi started opening up to her, she started softening up towards him as well. Nowadays, they are one of the closer pairs of the group. They make up the shorter older sibling and taller younger sibling group. They are known as the black cat golden retriever duo. He introduced producing music to her and she took a great liking to it.

When they spend time together, they are creating music, playing basketball, or taking cat naps.

✧✧✧ J-HOPE ✧✧✧

Hoseok is the first person of BTS that Noriel met. She was practicing in one of the open dance rooms when they met. He was really impressed by her talent and, as time went on, her passion for dancing. Hobi was her first friend in Korea and she attached herself to him the minute he showed her kindness. Hoseok is her favorite person to ever exist and she will gladly throw hands to defend him. They are each others biggest supporters.

When they spend time together, it is normally goofing off in the dance rooms and creating music together.

✧✧✧ RM ✧✧✧

Namjoon is the member who Noriel thinks of as a superhuman. She thinks it is impossible to be as smart and as talented as Namjoon is. She looks up to him and wishes to be half as cool as he is. He tries so hard to get her to just sit still, relax and read a book. It never works out for him. He was really happy to have another person to speak English to and they study together when they have Western interviews coming up. Namjoon is her biggest defender when it comes to the people who hate her due to not being fully Korean, or being too tan.

When they spend time together, it is either creating music or going for bike rides.

✧✧✧ JIMIN ✧✧✧

When Jimin met Noriel, they instantly clicked. They both gushed over each other's talent and were happy to start practicing together. They are the flirty and dirty minded members of the group. They seem to hold a competition where they try to get the other one to get flustered first (Noriel always wins). When Jimin goes through a hard time when it comes to food and his weight, she made sure to cook healthy meals for him but does not nag him. She shows him that she cares silently and he appreciates her care.

When they spend time together, they love to dance with each other and just hang around chilling with each other.

✧✧✧ V ✧✧✧

Taehyung and Noriel were both hidden members with each other. So while the other members got to make vlogs and post them online, Tae and Nori also created vlogs to feel included and spent a lot of time with each other filming. While they don't have much in common when it comes to personality, they both got along very well with each other. She views him as a close friend adores being around him as he brings her joy and happiness with just his presence.

When they spend time together, they tend to visit amusement parks, zoo, or aquariums.

✧✧✧ JUNGKOOK ✧✧✧

It took a while for these two to get along with each other. Noriel thought that he avoided her because he didn't like her and Jungkook avoided her because she made him nervous. They started getting closer when they saw how much they had in common. Jungkook and Noriel are very similar to each other. Both are competitive, hardworking, and playful. They both love dancing, singing, and playing sports. They are each others best friends and tend to think of each other as long lost twins.

When they spend time together, it is either doing some kind of athletic activity, playing video games, or singing karaoke together.

[mrs-monaghan]

https://twitter.com/lovemazejikook/status/1693870514878685548?s=20

Tbh here tae knew Jimin more than JK lol. JK seems like he forgot about his allergy and was surprised to remember it while even Joon and Hobi knew it.

Yoooooo that last one though. He's all up in there. Is he on allergy meds or something? He never acts like he's allergic which is why most people in the fandom dont even know that he is.

But back to your question. Talked to a couple of friends and we all agreed that JK did not look like he forgot. JK answered the question in accordance to what he knows of his boyfriend. And that's the fact that Jimin loves cats. So If Jimin was to choose to be in a room with an animal he would choose a cat. And we would all give the same answer JK did.

Idk what your agenda is but JK knows Jimin very, very well.

Excuse you

[jinkookspencil]

bts reactions - you experiencing sensory overload - maknae line

disclaimer/explanation:  (hyung line version here!) this isn't meant to be specifically related to any disorder or any other specific neurobehavioral phenomenon - anyone that relates to it is free to do so, basically. i myself struggle with this and often experience sensory overload, so this is based on my experience (one of the ones below is based on someone i know - it's taehyung / touch! i don't know how this feels exactly. this is based on someone else's experience so i hope i did okay writing it, i wanted to include one that was different than crowds and smells and lighting). every experience or relation to this is valid. (and just for clarification in case anyone needs it: sensory overload is when one or more of your senses experiences over-stimulation from your surroundings - it can be through sounds and noise, visuals and what you see, crowding, touch, smell, etc. anyone who experiences it and is sensitive to it can feel overwhelmed, can "shut down" and be unfocused, become irritable, cover their ears/nose/etc, and more - people have different reactions.)

word count for each member is quite long. (jimin: 914 / taehyung: 1.1k / jungkook: 780)

💐 jimin 💐

“Okay, beautiful bride - this is entirely up to you!" the recently-hired wedding planner had cheered. "....Maybe your charming groom too."

You and Jimin were set to marry in seven months. He’d proposed not long before, and the two of you quickly knew you wanted the wedding to take place as soon as possible since you couldn’t wait to jump into the next phase of your life together. 

It was only right after your proposal that you discovered that, when it came to weddings and marriage, anyone and everyone had their own different opinion. You’d both figured a meeting with an esteemed wedding planner could sort out everyone’s worries - and she was the one who suggested the seven-month timeline, despite everyone in the room running around like headless chickens, arguing and yelling at you, Jimin, and each other. 

“Jimin looks best in leather - can you get a leather suit?” from Jungkook.

“Don’t be stupid. White looks best on him. I'll only okay the leather if it's white,” from Hoseok.

“Can I twin with Jimin, or is that inappropriate? I’ll wear a vest so we're not too similar! Brown leather?” from Taehyung.

“You should never go for a strict theme,” from your grandmother.

“She HAS to, momma! It makes her unique. Do the 1920s!” from your sister.

“She can do whatever she wants. But it has to be elegant,” from your mother.

“Roses or daisies? Does she have a bouquet done?”

"Those smell diviiiiiiine!"

"She has allergies. Get those flowers away from her!" - in the midst of the chaos, with your hands covering your ears, you could only make out who said this one sentence - your darling Jimin, with his hand on your knee. But the others went on.

"An artificial bouquet, then?"

“Wear silk! Go for sexy!”

“Is lace outdated?”

"Wait - can JIMIN wear lace?!"

"The coffee cake sample is stinking up the room! Try that tenth flavor you forgot to taste - caramel!"

“What about invites? We should get the RSVPs out as soon as possible.”

“Will there be a DJ or a live band? Is Jimin singing?”

“STOP!”

With the yell, the entire room was silenced with everyone staring at Jimin. The gentle man who never raised his voice, even in sheer anger.

“Everyone, please just… stop,” Jimin pleads as he reaches out his hand for you, softly wrapping his fingers around yours and guiding you out to a nearby room.

“Breathe - deep breath in,” he pauses, waiting for you to comply, continuing once you do. “And exhale.” He makes you repeat the process.

“Are you okay, baby?”

“That was…. overwhelming.”

“Tell me about it - it’s overwhelming enough for us to make decisions - I'm a fucking Libra! None of them are of any help... They all want us to do it their own way… Should I kick them all out?”

“No, Jimin…. I don’t know,” you sigh, sitting on a chair. “Can’t we just sit here and hope they all leave?”

“One of us needs to face them… We don’t need to deal with them, though.”

You look up at your fiancé, and just as you suspected, he had a menacing smirk on his face.

“Oh no, what are you thinking, Park Jimin?”

“Let’s elope.”

“Elope?!”

“Yeah. Let’s go to Vegas and get a drive-through marriage! I think Yoongi knows the place, so he has to come with us, though.”

“Park Jimin, if you’d suggested eloping in some flower-field village with only the officiant, I’d have gone with you in seconds…. a drive-through marriage? Are you-”

“Did that ridiculous thought make you forget everyone outside?” Jimin cocks his brow. He was always good at fooling you.

“…..Yes, but it made me angry at you for a second there.”

“Then, that ridiculous suggestion served its purpose… even though I had to rile you up to make you forget. Sorry,” he giggled, caressing your face to kiss you on the forehead. “But hey, eloping in some beautiful flower field.... it sounds pretty…. pretty. What do you say we put on an act for everyone outside, eh? Then tomorrow, at dawn…. we sign some marriage papers, run to the woods in the best clothes we already own…. and overwhelm everyone else.”

“Pretty but…. They’ll still want a wedding…. I still want a wedding.”

“You will still get one. I want a wedding, too, - I need to celebrate you in every way and with the biggest bash anyone could possibly dream of. And I’ll take half the decisions, you take the other….. In the meantime…. Eloping would just tell everyone we don’t really need their input.”

“Let me think, Jiminie,” you whisper. 

“Think for as long as you like my princess,” he says, kissing you on the forehead once again. “If we do it, we might have to tell Jungkookie to come along. He’ll pout the most if he finds out.”

“He’s a harmless bunny, we can tell him to come along with his camera.”

“Smart,” he smiles, raising his eyebrows. “I love you… wife.”

“Husband,” you joke, poking his nose before kissing him on the lips. Your hands quickly find his, and you give him a slight nod as he opens the door. You knew you could face anything with your Jimin.  

🧶 taehyung 🧶

“I knew it! You look so pretty!”

Taehyung had the widest smile on his face. It suddenly became much harder to put on an act.

“Do the colors suit me?” you ask through gritted teeth and a fake smile. 

Taken aback, Taehyung’s smile momentarily fades. “Do you seriously think I’d get you something you wouldn’t look nice in? My love…. I’m just so happy.”

That was the problem. You’d do anything to make Taehyung happy. Really, you would. But when he gifted you a wool sweater for Valentine’s Day, one that was part of a matching couple’s set that he also had personalized…. you couldn’t hide your worry. Wool frustrated you more than anything. In all your life, winter was your most dreaded season. You simply couldn’t wear certain blends of the fabric, with it itching every skin cell on your entire body - it was a struggle to keep warm and always horrible to miss out on winter fashion. When unwrapping his gift, you’d masked the worry and panic to be surrounding the color of the sweater - despite knowing beige suited your complexion and perfectly matched his chocolate-brown version. Taehyung wasn’t to blame for not knowing, it was your first winter and Valentine’s together, and, despite everything else, one of the most romantic gifts you’d ever received…. And you’d do anything to make Taehyung happy…. But standing in his living room, petrified in his wool sweater… you wanted to scream.

“I’m so happy, Tae,” you say, not a lie in the slightest. Seeing Taehyung smile so widely always brought you joy.

“I’ll go wear mine! I hid it in the back closet so you wouldn’t suspect anything! Wait here! I’ll be gone for like 30 seconds!!” 

Taehyung had already dashed off before he’d finished talking, and since the moment he turned his back, you’d begun scratching. The skin at your forearms was definitely red already - you never learned your lesson to resist scratching as much as possible - and only when you remember that do you tug at the fabric at your nape.

“Hold on! I’m getting my Polaroid camera!” you hear from somewhere behind you. “Found it!”

You drop your arms, and sure, enough, your skin was even itchier.

But Taehyung’s smile was wider now that he wore his own sweater. Dark brown always suited him so well, and the red embroidered nickname he’d gotten embroidered on the neckline matched the one on yours.

“Wait, a tiger,” you say, spotting a tiny embroidered bear on the hem of his sweater at his hip. 

“Yeah! And you have a dolphin! You didn’t notice it before? It’s our favorite animals. Cool, right?”

“Very cool, Taehyung,” you say, lifting up your sweater to see the adorable little dolphin… and the red skin underneath. You drop the fabric, and your hopes that Tae wouldn’t spot the scratch marks were answered, as he’d been fiddling around with the camera. 

“Wait a second,” he says, reloading the camera with more film, sticking out his tongue in the process, as usual when he was so focused - the habit he never knew he had that kept you from ripping the sweater off, even as he continued talking about whatever, well after the camera was ready. After trying to rush through the conversation with fast replies, you couldn’t take it anymore.

“Taehyung can we just take the damn photo already?!”

Your boyfriend, so starry-eyed and cheery just minutes ago, furrowed his brows as he glared at you in confusion. “What just happened right now?”

“Just take the damn photo, okay?”

“No. No, not now. Not until you tell me what the fuck is wrong,” he answered.

“NOTHING!” It was easier to lie. It’d hurt him less… wouldn’t it?

“BULLSHIT!” he screamed back, collecting himself before you did. “Is it… not enough? Are you having second thoughts about this relationship, or -"

“No. No, Taehyung,” you interrupt him, never letting Taehyung think that, you rub his shoulder. “I’ll… I’ll show you.”

Taehyung’s eyes widen when you reach for the hem of your sweater, and you could swear they’d pop out when you saw his face after you’d taken it off and exposed your nearly naked torso, red and scratched-up before him.

“It’s not serious,” you murmur. “I just… can’t handle wool.”

“Are you okay? Is it” he asks quickly, biting his lip as he inspects your body two steps away.

“I am….”

“Are you angry because I didn’t know that? I’m sorry, I really didn’t-“

“Of course not, Taehyung! The fabric just irritates me so much that I snapped. I know I shouldn’t have but I couldn’t really bare it. I’m not angry at you.”

“Really?”

“Really… It’s such a beautiful sweater, and it’s one of the most thoughtful gifts I’ve ever gotten…. But I feel like my skin is on fire so I don’t know if I can wear it, my love. Will you be mad?” you ask, biting your nails.

“Of course not. For the record, I can't handle certain fabrics too, but... I mean, it's not like this. I just get red the next day... I didn't know... Of course, I'm not mad, my love. As long as you're not,” he says, pulling you into an embrace before quickly pushing you away, remembering his own sweater, which he takes off and discards on the floor to hug you, skin-to-skin…. Which always felt nice.

Tae reaches for your chin, pointing it upwards as he leans into a kiss - gentle, kind, with his other hand grazing your arm. “I’m so sorry,” he murmurs against your lips. “Fuck wool.”

You chuckle at his comment and his sudden toying with your bra strap. “Hey, Tae, how about we take that picture first?”

“No, baby, it’s not important.”

“No, I want to. We looked cute for a moment…. Let’s eternalize it.” You don’t wait for him, picking up the camera and both of your sweaters. “Make it quick.”

He kisses you quickly before the both of you hurriedly wear your sweaters. In 60 seconds, Taehyung managed to take a photo of you and two of the both of you, telling you to take off your own sweater when you took a photo of him alone, last. 

“Adorable,” you say, looking at the printed photos, but Taehyung had his eyes on you the entire time. 

“Don’t be shy to tell me these things… Okay, my love? Tell me anything.” The soft touch of his fingers on your arms felt heavenly.

“Of course, Tae,” you smile.

“I’ll set you an example right now. I’ll be honest, okay?” Taehyung says, biting his lip and acting extremely innocent…. which meant he was far from it. The shift in his gaze after you nod just proves it. “Seeing you just standing here in that cute little bra is driving me crazy…. Let’s still go celebrate Valentine’s Day, hmm?”

♣️ jungkook ♣️

From the moment you stepped into the club, you knew you’d made a mistake. With the strobe lights, thumping and repetitive music that made your ears bleed, and the muddled words of drunken conversations and singalongs from sweaty bodies that almost bumped into you… it was all too much. The only form of solace was your hand in your boyfriend’s and the sight of his boots as he walked a step ahead of you - looking down and focusing on them was the only thing you could do to keep yourself in any sense of ease. And soon enough, he stopped. Looking up, you see your boyfriend standing before your gaggle of friends before the both of you mindlessly greet them individually. Quickly scanning your surroundings, you try to find where the washroom could be - a brief escape from all the noise. 

“Hey,” you hear immediately, almost yelled into your ears. Even now, his voice was calming, as was the sudden presence of his other hand, now on your shoulder. “It’s too much, isn’t it? Let’s leave.”

“Are you sure?!” you say, turning to face Jungkook only for him to nod immediately. He points to his ears and the club around you. “Right?” he checks, knowing everything you could see and hear was flooding your senses.

You nod, confirming his suspicions and your feelings, a wave of guilt bubbling up inside you that Jungkook would leave with you just because you couldn’t handle it or bear through it. And alcohol, a sugary drink, or talking to your friends would only make it worse - both of you knew that.

“Me too,” he yells. “It’s way too fucking smelly. Perfumes, all the different types of alcohol, the unhygienic people - ugh,” he winces. “My ENT system is already fucking up. Let’s go.” 

It was hard to tell whether or not Jungkook was telling the truth, it was still fairly early in your relationship, but you had seen him complain about sensitive smells in the past. He always had to smell good smells, with entire cabinets in his apartment stocked with diffusers, oils, candles, incense, and colognes, all with his very particular, favored scents. Never too strong, never too light. It was endearing, and it made for a very sweet and sweetly-smelling boyfriend that was very easy to shop for. When he sneezes right in front of you, you quickly remember that he never knew how to lie.

Jungkook quickly turns to your friends and says a goodbye you could barely make out within the noise before taking your hand and leading you out the door, the way you’d come in just minutes before. 

The moment you’re both outdoors again, Jungkook sneezes three times in a row before sniffling and taking a deep breath in the crisp autumn air. The everyday sounds of the street - a couple of cars driving past, the wind blowing, and distant conversations - were calming, quiet in comparison to the hellhole you’d just escaped. 

“Ah,” he sighs. “Do you feel better too?”

“Yeah,” you say, squeezing his hand. “Thanks, Jungkook.”

“You don’t need to thank me, baby. I felt the exact same way.”

“What a waste, though. A night with everyone, and we’re all dressed up…” you pout, swinging your hand in his. 

“Hey, it’s not a waste!” he protests, tugging on your hand before wrapping his arm around your shoulder. “Taehyung-hyung is throwing that little gathering next week for Jimin's birthday so we'll see them soon enough. And today was a good reminder that this is why we don’t go clubbing that often anymore."

Another sniff" "Mm... baby," he says, tucking his head in your hair. "You smell great, as always. Like a spring day... I'll literally use your shampoo and soap again next time. I need this always."

You chuckle, knowing damn well the moment you and Jungkook move in together - which you couldn't wait for - you'd be using his perfumes and soaps just the same. To remember, you place a soft kiss on his cheek.

"Let’s go home - our soon-to-be shared home at least - and watch a cartoon or something, in our outfits, for an at-home date night and just enjoy each other for the night.“

“Sounds like my favorite kind of plan,” you say, tugging on his hand at your shoulder to pull yourself even closer to him. “But be careful, Koo, I might just want that for the rest of my life.”

“I already do,” he laughs, kissing the top of your head. “I’m all ready to grow old with you, my love.”

[i-am-baechu]

✿ Summary: There’s something about seeing the woman you’re  “dating” in lace and Taehyung couldn’t help himself 

✿ Pairing: Established relationship (kind of established lol); Idol! Taehyung x Barista! Reader 

✿ Rating: Explicit (18+) 

✿ Genre: Established relationship(ish), smut, and fluff

✿ Warnings: Smut and swearing

✿ Part of, ‘That Irish Barista series 

Taehyung saw himself as a reasonable man. He didn’t think he was overly horny if anything he thought he had a low sex drive. He didn’t think about sex or anything sexual because he thought it was a waste of time. That all changed when Y/N entered his life. The way Y/N was shy but also bratty towards him turned him on. She let him dominate her but at the same time, she had her side comments. They haven’t even had sex yet and he knew it would be the best in his life. Shit, a couple of days ago Y/N came over and gave him the best blow job that he had received in his life. She was something else. 

Today she was visiting and it was the perfect time. Everyone was out and it was just him at the hotel so naturally, he invited her. Every time he invited her over for a date, there was a small part of him that he thought she was going to deny it. He didn’t have a practical reason to think that way but his insecurities told him otherwise. He was also lucky because every time he asked her out it was her day off. He thought it was the universe helping him or in Jimin’s words “The universe wants you to get laid”. 

He ordered an abundance of baby breaths (her favorite) and he spread it around the room. He wanted the room to look nice for her. His room looked like a floral shop. He ran towards the mirror to take a final look at his outfit. He wanted something casual because she never saw him in that type of attire. It was a black crew neck shirt and black pants with his hair pushed back a bit to show off his forehead. He heard a knock at his door and he took a deep breath. He wiped his hands on his pants and went to open the door. There she was in a black slip-dress with a checkered cardigan. She tilted her head at him with a smile, “Oh, we match.” 

He looked her up and down but his eyes lingered on her bare legs. He bit his lip and nodded his head, “Yeah we match...oh before you come in, close your eyes.” 

“You're not going to hurt me, right?” 

“I mean if you're into that.”

“Taehyung no.” 

She closed her eyes as he gently grabbed her hand, bringing her into the room. He closed the door and made sure it was locked shut before he moved her forward. When they were in the middle of the room, they were surrounded by flowers. He took a deep breath and gently let go of her hands, “Open your eyes.” 

She opened them and her mouth dropped at the scene. The number of baby breaths was crazy and she looked at him with wide eyes, “Oh my god Tae. It’s so beautiful...thank god I took my allergy pill.” 

He let out a small laugh and leaned forward placing a kiss on her forehead, “I’m glad you like it-” Before he said anything else he glanced down and was greeted with the perfect view of her cleavage along with the light pink lace that cupped her breast. He quickly pulled back and let out a small cough, “D-Did you eat?” 

“I had some Chinese food with Julia...I also wanted to surprise you with something.” 

“Oh?” 

“Close the blinds...”

He raised his eyebrows at her but nodded his head. He shut the blinds and the only light that was in the room was the one above them. He turned around with his arms crossed and tilted his head in curiosity, “What now?” 

“I want you to sit on the edge of the bed.”

“Oh, are you ordering me around now?”

He watched her face turn red and she looked away, “I-I just want to surprise you with something...shut up before I change my mind.” 

“Whatever my lady wants, she gets.” He walked to his bed and felt her eyes on his back but he decided not to look at her. She was already shy, he didn’t want to ruin whatever she was going to do. He sat on the bed with his legs wide open and he looked at her with a smug look, “Surprise me, baby.” 

She let out a loud gasp and covered her mouth when she realized what she did. He didn’t acknowledge it and that made her feel better. She started unbuttoning her cardigan and his eyes widened when he realized what she was doing. She was giving him a show, what a tease. He put his hand up stopping her from removing the dress making her look at him with confusion. He got up from his bed and headed to his suitcase as she watched. 

When he came back, he had a camcorder and she gave him a ‘what the fuck’ look. He sat on the bed and turned on the camera as she watched, “Why the hell do you have that?”

“I like to record nature.” 

“I’m not nature...”

He let out a chuckle and leaned back to get her full body in the viewfinder, “Humor me, darling.” 

She rolled her eyes and nodded her head at him. She slowly slid the dress straps down her arms, letting the satin dress pool at her ankles. Taehyung glanced away from the viewfinder to look at her with him biting his lip, “Fuck baby.”

She was dressed in light pink lace that had a garter belt. The lace hugged her body perfectly and the belt made him want to rip it off of her. He really wanted to fuck her but he will be patient for the sake of their relationship. She looked at him and clapped her hands doing a ‘ta da’ motion, “Do you like it?” 

“I fucking love it, baby.”

“Fucking better...it took me forever to put this shit on.” 

He let out a small laugh and tossed the camera on the bed. He pushed his body to sit on the edge of the bed. He leaned forward and pulled the garter around her thigh snapping it against her skin. She let out a small moan and he smirked at this, “Oh, so you do like pain?”

“Sh-shut up.” 

“There’s no shame here baby.”

“I-I-I....change the subject.” He did it again and she let out another moan. She sent him a glare and slapped his hands away from her thigh, “Stop doing that before I punch you.” 

“Kinky.”

“Fucking christ.” In a rush, Taehyung wrapped his arms around her waist and tossed her onto the bed. She let out a groan and sent another glare as he looked at her with a teasing smile, “If I hit my head on the fucking headboard-” 

“You didn’t, so shut up.” 

Without saying anything else, Taehyung went straight to her pussy. Ripping the lace away and he smirked when he saw the wetness. She felt her pussy clench when she saw the heated look that was painted on his face. She spread her legs wider for him and leaned down to spread her lips for him. He looked at her and let out a laugh, “Someones horny.” 

“That's why I’m wearing lace, now hurry up.” 

He rolled his eyes and slapped her thigh and her back arched at the slap, “Don’t tell me what to do, baby.” 

He leaned forward and left an open kiss right on her clit. She moaned loudly at this and clenched the sheets around her, “Do that again~.”

“You mean this?” He kissed her clit again and then started to lick all over her. Her moans echoed through the room and he kept licking all over her clit. She was writhing underneath his tongue and she knew all those fanfics about him were right. He would circle the bud as he sucked and it made her toes curl, “Fuck, baby~.” 

She let go of the sheets and brought her fingers to his hair, pushing him further into her, “Fuck Tae!” 

Before she could feel bliss, he pulled away. She whipped her head at him and glared at him, panting, “W-What the-the hell!?” 

He didn’t say anything to her and shrugged his shoulders. Before she could protest, he reached down and lightly spanked her clit. She jumped at the touch but she was moaning at the sudden pleasure. She had never experienced this before and she wasn’t going to tell him to stop. He leaned forward and placed small kisses along her chest, making sure to leave a stupid amount of hickeys. As he placed kisses up her neck and he reached down to lightly smack her clit again. This triggered her orgasm and cuss words left her mouth as Taehyung continued to kiss her neck. 

She let out a loud groan when he kissed behind her ear and gently tapped his shoulder. He pulled away and looked at her with his face slightly red. She smiled at him and then she glanced at the ripped lace on the bedroom floor, “Neh...that underwear was Nikki’s....you're going to have to replace that.” 

“Y/N, what the hell?”