#i woke up early but my brain didn't wanna sleep so now it is Hug Time ✨

[marclef]

Could I have a Fake Peppino hug please...? Things aren't going great right now, and I just want some comfort...

i know i've got other asks to get to, but i can't leave this one sitting here...

i'm sorry you're not feeling well friend. i hope things will get better, and Fakey would like you to feel better too.

[getitinbusan]

Finger Bang!

Jeongguk Smut

More than pleased with himself, Jeongguk stared at how wet the bed was.

Quickly undoing his pants he knew he could pull another orgasm out of you while you were still blissed out. He brushed the damp hair off your cheek and kissed it.

"I don't think I'm ever going to get used to seeing that."

It had been a few weeks since this new talent revealed itself and he was determined to perfect the craft.

If he curled his fingers just right, and dragged them in and out at a steady pace, he could make you squirt like a soup dumpling. 

"So fucking wet, I can't believe how much your pussy loves my fingers." 

So while you lay in the aftermath, mind blank, muscles limp, he'd hop on and fuck you the rest of the way into oblivion replacing your fluids with his.

Walking through the airport you grabbed hold of him. Instead of taking his whole hand, you gripped your two favorite fingers and gave them a tight teasing squeeze.

"You really like those huh?"

"I thought it was obvious?"

Pressing his digits up to your lips you kissed them softly.

"I'm going to miss them this week, do you really have to go?"

"You're not going to miss me? Just my fingers?" He laughed, "You know you've got your own right?" 

"Not the same Guk. I love you, you'd better hurry back." 

The day before he was scheduled to return he messaged you. 

JK: I can't wait to see you tomorrow, I have a surprise. 

Y/N: I thought we were going to FaceTime tonight? I miss your smile Guk-ah."

Y/N: But what's the surprise!!??

JK: You're gonna have to be patient 💜 We get in at 7am, stay in bed, I'll meet you there 😏

The alarm went off at 6am, that would give you just enough time. 

Peeling off his old ripped t-shirt you got up to shower and shave.  

Putting clean sheets on the bed you tucked yourself back in just as the key turned in the lock. 

You heard the sound of his duffel bag drop on the floor, followed by shoes, then clothes as his bare feet pattered towards the bed. 

"I know you're not sleeping, I can see you smiling." 

You laughed as he lifted the covers and crawled on top of you.  "You'd better get over here and kiss me Jeongguk." 

His lips announced his homecoming as they connected with yours. His hand drew through your hair and caressed your cheek. 

You pulled back at the strange sensation. "What's this? Why are you wearing a glove? Jeongguk are you hurt?!" 

He rolled onto his back and held his gloved hand up. "This is my surprise!" 

You looked at him puzzled, "I don't get it." 

Sliding the fabric off his hand he slowly revealed his newly inked fingers, the inflamed writing spelled out ARMY across his knuckles. 

"Oh my God, thats so fucking hot!" 

He smiled at your praise. "You really like it? I can't wait for the fans to see how much I love them." 

You crawled on top of him, "When are you gonna show me how much you love me?" 

You ground yourself onto his hardening cock, "I need you to make me cum."

"Yeah? you need my fingers inside you baby?" 

"Please Kookie, I've been a good girl waiting for you." 

"Fuck, I love when you talk like that." 

He lowered his hand to your entrance, his fingers finding you wet in anticipation. Dipping his index inside you he hissed. 

His eyes grew big and apologetic, "shit...shit, I'm sorry. I'll be right back." 

He got out of bed and walked to the washroom. You could hear him running the faucet. The light flicked back off and he stood beside the bed. 

"You're gonna be mad." 

"Jeongguk, what's going on? I've missed you, why the hell aren't you fucking me right now?" 

He grabbed the discarded glove from the bed and slipped it back over his hand.

Realization hit you, "Oh for fucks sakes Jeon. How long till they heal?" 

His head dropped,"Three weeks.." 

The sex was good but… it was no squirting orgasm. 

It had been a week and a half plus the week he'd been gone. He felt bad.

Jeongguk loved to please you and even though you didn't complain he knew he could be giving you so much more. 

He walked into the living room where you lay on the couch and made a show of dropping his book loudly onto the coffee table. 

You picked it up and read the title, 

"Tantric Alchemy and Amrita: The Sacred Nectar of a good woman"

"Have you given up Overwatch for feminist studies?" 

He took it out of your hand and stretched out beside you. 

He flipped it open, "It says when a woman squirts, its a holy experience for her." 

You couldn't stop laughing at how serious he was.

"You've made me scream OH GOD on multiple occasions, im not sure why you needed a book to tell you that." 

"Don't make fun of me," he pouted. "I know you really like it when I make you squirt and I just want to understand so I can do it better." 

You held up his hand and looked at the Tattoos, "How much longer?" 

"Three more days baby, we're almost there. Wanna see what else I learned?" 

He flipped to the bookmarked page and read it to you.

"Tantric Kissing brings your makeout sessions to totally new, electric, and elevated levels. It allows you to experience flowing orgasmic energy with  outrageous passion between you and your kissing partner." He wiggled his brow and grinned.

Your panties were already wet.

"Jeongguk," you rubbed against him, "I'm more of a hands on learner. Why dont you teach me about it?"

You woke up in a great mood. Today was THE day! 

Jeongguk had left bright and early for rehearsal so you wouldn't see him until after the show tonight. 

Trying to distract yourself all day, your house had never been this clean. The anticipation building inside you was manifesting in your creamed panties. 

Y/N: Guk I'm gonna die...I cant wait any longer.

JK: Don't you dare touch yourself!

Y/N: You'd better take care of me

JK: I've got you baby girl.

JK: I changed the ending of Boy with Luv just for you...💜

Y/N: ?? Cant wait, see you soon.

He was a tease. Standing in the front row with your legs clamped together he danced for you.

Lifting his shirt, thrusting his hips, rolling his body, his hand falling conveniently over his cock. He knew exactly what he was doing. 

Almost at the finish line, you couldn't wait to get him home. The familiar ohs of Boy With Luv began and you watched as he flirted with you. You didn't want to wait, you wanted to be in the car already, getaway style. 

End...end...come on end...Boy with Luv…

He looked over his shoulder  directly at you and raised your two favorite fingers in the air. Holding the pose he winked and motioned with his head for you to get backstage. 

"Fucking finger guns Jeongguk? Do you want me to wet myself in public?" 

Not saying a word he grinned as he pulled you into a nearby green room and locked the door behind him. 

He backed you up animalisticly like you were prey until your legs found the edge of the couch.

"Guk..." 

He put his tattooed finger over you lips.  

You lay back on the couch as he knelt on the floor in front of you. 

Lifting your skirt he shook his head, "you haven't been wearing panties all night?"

You smiled sweetly and shrugged. 

Spreading you wide he went knuckle deep and pulled back out. "So fucking wet," he licked his finger. 

"Guk please, don't tease me anymore." Begging him, you were desperate to get off. 

He pushed his fingers into you and layed himself onto your chest. As his fingers stroked your sweet spot he whispered in your ear. 

"Remember the other day when we kissed for hours?"

You couldn't form sentences so you moaned in acknowledgment.

"How it felt like nothing else existed but us?" 

He lifted your leg to hit a deeper angle. 

"I want to give you that all the time." 

His lips moved warm and slow, his tongue dancing in your mouth as fireworks went off behind your eyes. His fingers, covered in cream were snuggly inside you, pressing, rubbing into a euphoric trance. He had you dizzy. 

His tongue swiped across your bottom lip, "can you cum for me?"  

You knew he was speaking but your brain couldn't decipher what the words were. 

As your hips involuntarily rose to press into his palm he increased his speed. Your legs were trembling and he knew it was imminant. Moving to the side he watched as pleasure took over and you released your cum onto the couch and the floor. 

"Thats my girl." 

Your head was reeling as you tried to regain your strength. He held out his hand to help you up. 

"Aren't you going to finish?" 

He pulled you into a hug, "Nope. I learnt a few things from my book, it's going to be a long night." 

He opened the door just as Jimin was walking by. Eyeing you both  suspiciously up and down he looked into the room. "Is everything okay? Why are you wet.. why's the floor wet?" 

Jungkook shrugged, "Sometimes we have waterfights."

[marcholasmoth]

OSRR: 2656

rose and i got up early today (i woke up earlier than she did, and i woke up without an alarm, and it was fucking. 5:30am. so i tried sleeping again. made it about an hour and a half. failed miserably.) and we went and got breakfast at parker's! it was a really beautiful morning, and it was a good time to sit and chat with her and not be around anyone else. i'm so happy she's here.

we got home around 11:30, and i plopped down to work, and i ended up working with rachel from like 12:30 until 5:30. it was a lot of stats. a lot. like, my brain was properly deep-fried by the end of it. waffled back and forth on what to have for dinner. sat around and did nothing for a few hours while i tried to decide. ended up making chicken alfredo for my mom and mac n cheese for me, because i didn't really wanna have the alfredo. but there's like, another two servings in the fridge, too.

after dinner rose and i went to walmart like a bunch of hooligans and we got a few things we each needed, and we got some ice cream to have when we got home. except instead of going right home we drove around and listened to music, and at one point i pulled us into a parking lot and we did donuts and figure-8s to the music and it was great fun.

got home, mom had gone to bed and dad was in his office, so rose and i had the tv to ourselves. she went to the bathroom and did like four other things and i did the dishes. we watched harry potter and the order of the phoenix, and then i flipped to the disney channel because miraculous ladybug was on, but the episodes were in the middle of the current season, and i thoroughly enjoyed it, but i couldn't handle the sheer marinette-awkwardness of it all for more than twenty minutes. so we shut off the tv and now i'm in bed and rose is talkin to chungus.

i'm very sleepy. and i want to hug joel and cuddle with him.

i require joel affection.

oh shit, i just remembered i have homework to do for tomorrow evening. fuck.

[mikewheelerr]

So here's a prompt: Richie nervously trying to bring up the fact that he got accepted to some college to Eddie, a much better but different one then they were thinking of going to together, and ask him what to do, only to find out Eddie ALSO got in and didn't know how to bring it up.

Richie is shuffling through the bag of candy he brought over to Eddie’s bedroom, maneuvering as many brightly colored packets through his fingers as he can, while Eddie - combing his fingers through Richie’s hair - watches intently.

The wall Eddie is leaning into is cold and he shudders a little as the warm summer air slips in through his open window. It was a little past 10pm, time wherein Richie would sneak into Eddie’s room every single night, without fail.

Sonia would probably kill both of them if she saw the amount of candy Richie religiously supplied her son with, the small plastic rectangles sprawled out on Richie’s stomach now, his curls tickling Eddie’s thigh as he moved his head incessantly.

“Why does everything have to be raspberry flavored these days? No one likes raspberry! Oh here’s a new one: Wild Berry.” Richie gestures, voice going up a little higher than usual. “Can you imagine someone asking for a fuckin’ wild berry flavored candy? Instead of cherry? Of I don’t know, boring grape or what have ya? Anything? No one likes this wild berry shit. I don’t get why they keep making it!”

“Shh! My mom will hear you!” Eddie nervously looks at the door, even though he knows full well it’s safely locked and right now his mom is definitely fast asleep, her sleeping pills seeing her off to a full and long, dreamless night. “I like the wild berry flavor. Everyone likes wild berry.” He says, looking down into Richie’s magnified eyes. “If no one liked it, they wouldn’t make it, dumbass. It’s capitalism, also why are you so surprised? Didn’t you buy your own candy?”

Richie chuckles as he sets the bag aside on the bed, letting the candy packets fall onto the mattress as he sat up, leaning into Eddie’s space. “I love when you educate me.” He whispers, suddenly getting even closer to Eddie. “And babe… you know your mom is not gonna wake up,” He looks down at Eddie’s lips, licking at his own. “Meanwhile, we can kiss… we can live… we can…”

Richie touches Eddie’s knee, getting even closer to him. Eddie shamefully already has his lips fully parted now, his half lidded eyes watching Richie’s cherry red lips move. “We…”

“I actually have no idea what you’re trying to say…” Eddie whispers, leaning in. It’s ridiculous.

Since before they were dating, it only look a little proximity to get Eddie like this. Putty under Richie’s gaze. Luckily for him, Richie seems to be in the same state, magnified eyes looking at Eddie’s lips so intensely it feels like they’ll melt. Until Richie snaps and spits the words out on a whim:

“We cannot have wild berry fuckin’ candy, seriously, Eds, that shit is gross.” He backs away from Eddie with a comical frown on his face, successfully breaking Eddie out of his trance. Eddie sighs as Richie goes on, gesturing at him. “Do you even like wild berries in real life? If you don’t like it in real life it’s not possible to like it artificial, Eds, it’s the rule. I got this candy from Mags, she said you’d like it, by the way. I’d never get this willingly. Ew. Gross.”

“You’re gross.” Eddie snaps back. He frowns as Richie sloppily kisses his cheek before stumbling to get up and stand by the window. “You’re full of shit too, you never even eat any fruit in real life.” Eddie blurts, looking at Richie’s jean covered back. “What’s gotten into you? You’re… extra… hyper. Did you have some candy before coming over tonight?”

Richie grimaces at that. “I’m not, I’m cool. Eat the candy then, babe, since you like it.” Richie puts both of his hands on the windowsill, chewing at his bottom lip before turning back to Eddie. “Hey, can I smoke? Before you say no, I’ll stay close to the window, put my head out?”

“Why do you need to smoke?” Eddie looks at him in a weird way, now. Richie raises his eyebrows, looking down at the floor before looking back at him.

“I just want to.” He shrugs.

“Bullshit. What the fuck is going on?”

Richie’s head snaps towards the door. “Chill, Eds.” He mutters.

Eddie sighs. So Richie wasn’t a hundred percent sure his mom wouldn’t come in. Or, like Eddie himself, he still couldn’t let go of the feeling, the small part of his brain reminding him constantly that if something happened, if she randomly woke up and tried to get in… they’d be done for.

Eddie feels Richie’s eyes on him and he just nods, avoiding Richie’s eye as he opens a purple packet of skittles.

“Hey…” Richie calls.

“Mhm?” Eddie leans back on the wall, successfully throwing some skittles into his own mouth, one after the other. However, his gaze is glued to the carpet, avoiding Richie’s eyes.

“Look up at me?” Richie sounds gentle, giving Eddie a sad smile when he complies. He puts the unscathed pack of cigarettes back into his pocket, apparently giving up on smoking. “I’m sorry.” Richie begins, walking towards him.

Eddie hugs his knees, giving Richie enough space to climb into his bed and sit in front of him. “You can smoke, Rich.”

Richie raises his brows at his boyfriend. Eddie raises his in return. “What? You can… I mean… You know how I feel about it… but if you only smoke when you really need to…”

Richie shakes his head, nonchalantly spreading Eddie’s knees apart, crawling closer to him until he’s lying on Eddie’s chest, face buried into his neck. “Dummy. You know nothing about addiction.”

“Fuck you.” Eddie whispers, hand instantly petting at Richie’s hair again. He adjusts his shoulder, Richie’s glasses uncomfortably poking at him. “Love you.” He whispers again, more gently this time, leaning his head closer to Richie’s.

“Love you too.” Richie breathes in deeply, and then out. Eddie’s hand, still holding the skittles packet, goes up and down on Richie’s back with the motion.

They stay like that for a while, until Eddie breaks the silence: “I’m proud of you… You’re right, I have no idea how it is for you. But I’m so proud, Rich.”

He feels Richie smile. “Thank you.”

“Maybe it’ll help if you don’t carry it in your pocket… Is it what tonight is about? It’s too hard?”

Richie shakes his head.

“Do you wanna talk about it?”

He shakes his head again.

“Okay… how about we just lie down and get some sleep? We can cuddle and set an alarm a little early? I bet Mags won’t mind…” Eddie bites at his lip, staring at the open window. “Only if you want.” He adds.

“I do. But…” Richie exhales, pulling back. Eddie watches intently as Richie adjusts himself until he’s sitting comfortably between Eddie’s thighs. “I… wanna talk- yeah. I need to. There’s something I need to tell you.”

Eddie gulps, nodding at him. He’s trying to seem receptive, but the stiffness in Richie is setting him on edge. He couldn’t imagine what he’d do if… “Hey,” Richie calls him back into the moment. Eddie looks into his eyes. “I’m here, don’t drift. I love you. I just need…” Richie looks down, at a loss of what to say, and Eddie feels like he’s about to break down.

He’s gonna break up with me.

“Spit it out, Richie.” Eddie mutters, trying to seem braver than he feels right now.

Richie looks back at him, taking a deep breath. “So I… got into NYU.”

Eddie widens his eyes in complete, utter shock. Then he frowns, deeply. “Oh?”

Richie’s eyes are ricocheting between Eddie’s own. “Biology?”

“Uh.” Eddie gulps. “Yeah, that’s your major.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you I applied to that one… It was just a shot in the dark. I thought you’d…”

“What?” Eddie urges.

Richie looks at him, swallowing, before looking back down with a low chuckle. “I thought you’d think I’m crazy. Or stupid. Or both.”

“If you didn’t get in?”

“No,” Richie looks at him. “No… It’s just too far. Far from you. From Berkeley.”

“So you’re going to NYU?” Eddie asks.

“No!” Richie shakes his head.

“Then why…?”

“I’m not leaving you.” Richie shuts his eyes closed. “I’m not. I want to move in together and everything. Stick to our plans!”

“Richie.” Eddie takes his hand in his. “Richie,” He calls again, and Richie opens his eyes to look at him. “Babe… that’s amazing news.” He smiles, holding his hand tightly. “I’m so proud of you.”

Richie chuckles. “Thanks. I was so nervous to tell you.”

“Wait…” Eddie blinks. “That’s what you were going to tell me?”

Richie’s smile falls off his face. “Yeah?”

“Uhm.” Eddie pulls his hand off Richie’s.

“Eds-”

“I thought you were breaking up with me, asshole?”

“WHAT? Why?” Richie wails. “I’d never-” Richie widens his eyes at what he was about to say, then he says it anyway: “I’d never break up with you. I won’t go to NYU if it means we won’t be together. I kinda wanna go there, yeah, but…” Richie exhales. “I didn’t know how to suggest changing our plans. Since we already settled on everything. I mean, if you want. I didn’t know if you’d want to. I still don’t. Also Berkeley’s fine. Berkeley is great. We’re both in. I’m sorry I never told you this, but it’s my dream to go to New York.”

“You did tell me this.” Eddie interrupts.

“Yeah, but I have many dreams. None of them are without you.” Richie makes a face at himself. Eddie mimicks the exact same face. “I know. I’m in love.”

Eddie chuckles. “I’m in love too. You almost gave me a fucking heart attack! Next time… just. Just don’t Richie, okay?”

Richie laughs and leans into him, kissing Eddie’s lips briefly. “I’m sorry… I got so dumbstruck I didn’t leave my room until it was too late, so I ended up going to Mags and just getting all the candy I could find from the fridge. Then I came here.”

“Oh… Am I the first to know?” Eddie asks.

“Duh, yeah!” Richie says. “Of course you’re the first to know, babe.” He frowns and kisses Eddie’s cheek, looking at him before kissing at his cheek again, watching Eddie with a certain emotion on his face. Neither of them could name it well, but they were both getting used to seeing it on each other, that look.

“Where’s the letter?” Eddie smiles. Richie smiles back, pulling it out from his pocket. Eddie shakes his head as Richie unfolds the wrinkled paper. “You got it today and it looks a hundred years old.”

“Piss off, Eds.” Richie mutters fondly, crawling until he’s sitting beside Eddie, leaning against his shoulder. “I couldn’t stop reading it.”

Eddie smiles fondly. “Wow. Can we even afford that? New York is so expensive.” Eddie frowns.

“Oh!” Richie gasps. “You wanna go?”

Eddie grins before swiftly getting up.

He walks to his drawer, pulling a perfectly well preserved letter into Richie’s view. “I got mine yesterday.” Eddie smiles.

Richie blankly stares at him.

“I applied before we agreed on living together, for the record. I didn’t know how to bring it up. Didn’t know if I even would, cause it didn’t matter after we settled on Berkeley.”

“Getting into NYU didn’t matter?” Richie asks, deadpan.

“Nope.” Eddie throws the letter at him and Richie opens it unceremoniously. “Berkeley has better beaches. Had you.”

“Holy fuck, Eddie.” Richie whines. “Fuck!”

“So…” Eddie laughs at Richie’s tone. “That’s the plan now? New York?” Eddie watches him.

Richie looks up in shock. His eyes are bright, and Eddie gasps when Richie’s bottom lip starts to quiver. “Oh my god, Rich, are you gonna cry?”

“Fuck off!” Richie wails before he tacklehugs Eddie down into the mattress. Eddie giggles, holding Richie tight. “Oh my god!”

“I love you.” Eddie closes his eyes, smiling wide. “I’m sorry I didn’t say anything, Rich. It would have saved us some time, right?” He laughs. “You’re the first one to know about it too.”

“Holy fuck, Spaguetti. Wow, I’m sorry, too.” Richie pulls back, resting his chin on his hand, elbow holding his arm up beside Eddie’s head. He grins, leaning down and softly kissing Eddie’s lips. He breaks the kiss, but Eddie’s hand brings him back down - deepening it, warm tongue caressing Richie’s bottom lip. Richie’s hand suddenly touches Eddie’s forehead, dragging him back and breaking the kiss again, successfully this time. Eddie huffs.

“Calm down, Eduardo. I’ll take care of you in a jiffy. Now Eddie, what the fuck? Wow. N-Y-U!” Richie chants.

“I know,” Eddie rolls his eyes fondly, still playing with the hairs on Richie’s nape. “I didn’t think I’d get in.”

“What do you mean you didn’t think you’d get in? Of course you got in. I didn’t think I would.”

“You’re the best in our class, Richie, of course you got in.”

Richie’s free hand goes up to Eddie’s face, caressing his cheek. “We’ll be together. You and I.” He smiles wide. “You and I, Eds!” He widens his eyes, smiling so brightly down at him Eddie feels his own eyes water. He truly did love Richie. Luckily enough, Richie vowed to love him just as much.

“Yeah.” Eddie whispers, unsuccessfully holding back a few small tears. He’ll finally be free.

He’ll be free. No Sonia, no pills, no curfew. He’ll be with Richie, the boy he loves and makes everything in his life fall into place. Eddie couldn’t believe his luck. He pulls Richie closer, smiling at him, whispering against his lips. “You and I.”

[apotatomashedbybts]

The Stains Of Your Love

[ GENRE: angst, mature

Pairing: Jimin×reader, Jungkook×reader

Word Count: 3.7k+]

[Summary: Jimin and your relationship was perfect, everyone said so, you thought so too. But love is not always what it seems to be. What if you get hurt by the person you loved the most? Will you flee away? But how far will you run until love finds you again?]

Part III: The Happinesses and The Dilemmas

Happiness was just a mere word for you after you came back from Seoul, but it seemed to be taking a shape nowadays, and you were quite sure that it was in the shape of Jungkook. Lying on your bed, you laughed at yourself imagining the word "happiness" over his neck instead of his head. You rolled over, and lying on your stomach started browsing through the pictures that you two took throughout the day. You smiled fondly at each picture of Jungkook that you came across. "He is so adorable! I just wanna squeeze his cheeks and bop his scrunched nose!" You thought, scrunching your nose as it felt tingly at the thought. Rubbing your nose to make the sensation go away you thought of posting on Instagram. It had been long since you posted something. It's not like you didn't want to, it was more like you had nothing important enough that could have made you do the post. But today was different, and you didn't mind yourself being so giggly all this while.

You were having trouble with deciding on which picture you should post - every photo looked beautiful, and you can't post every one of them though you wanted badly. While scrolling through them, at the end you came across a picture of Jungkook that you took right before entering one of your favourite food places. You knew that he loved food but you didn't know that he would pull off a lover-meeting-beloved-after-a-long-time expression. Seeing that you had clicked your shutter, and became quite happy at the candid moment that you had caught.

You knew that many people, well not that many, would rain you with questions, but who cared. Shrugging at the thought, you clicked on the post button and edited your profile too. It was time for a change, you knew it.

You couldn't stop smiling after posting it and your smile got wider seeing your best friend's comment on it. She had been teasing you constantly since you told her that morning that you were out with Jungkook and you were pretty sure that she wanted to play the role of Cupid.

.

Jungkook's heart skipped a beat when he saw your post, more precisely when he read the hashtag that you had added, "mysourceofhappiness". He read it over and over again, just to make sure that he wasn't dreaming.

In his heart, he knew that you two were meant to be. And the thing that made sure of the feeling was him posting picture of you on Instagram almost at the same time and using the same, well almost same, hashtag. It was a silly reason but nonetheless, he was happy, extremely. He checked his post again and seeing his cousin's comment on both of his and your post he burst into a loud laugh.

"I am never letting this girl go." Jungkook smiled a content smile to himself as he thought of you. His heart began to beat a bit faster than usual - it always did whenever you or your thoughts were near him- making him blush and smile foolishly. He was in love, undeniably.

...

"WHAT? WHAT? WHHAATTTT?? YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!!! TELL ME IT'S NOT TRUE!" you were shouting at the top of your lungs shaking Ga-yeon by holding her arms as she sat in front of you, trying to facepalm and calm you down at the same time, but was failing because you held her tight. "KYUNGSOO PROPOSED YOU?"

You were still processing the information that you got early in the morning.

An early ring of your phone had pulled you out of the dream that you were having that dawn. Ga-yeon had called you to open the door because she didn't want to wake your parents up at such an early hour. She was smiling ear to ear all the way from the main door to your bedroom. After sitting on your bed she made you sit down in front of her and holding your hand she said, blush creeping up from her neck to whole face, "Please don't shout, okay?? Kyungsoo proposed me for marriage."

The happiness that you felt was beyond expectations. After processing the whole situation in your still shocked brain, you took her into a tight hug and said, "I am so happy for you Yeon! I am sure that Kyungsoo will keep you happy!" You were genuinely happy and that made you tear up. You broke out from her hug and flicking the tears away from your eyes you said smiling, "So I am left alone now in the single's group, huh? How can you do this to me?" You pouted looking away from your best friend, faking anger.

"Don't say like this.." Ga-yeon put her hands on your shoulder to turn you around and with an evident smirk on her lips, she said, "You have Jungkook, don't you? How can you say that you are alone? You stole my little cousin away from me!"

Hearing Jungkook's name your heart fluttered, and your brain stopped working for a moment as the information hit you. "Am I really alone?" You wondered, and the answer to that was an obvious 'no'.

Your best friend stepped closer to you and with an evil smirk she almost whispered, "Can't find an answer, Huh? Guess, I was right then!"

At this you snapped out of the trance and slapped her hand away, with an apparent blush on your face, and said, "Oh! Stop, will you? It's nothing like that! Stop imagining weird things."

Ga-yeon rolled her eyes and gave up, "Yeah yeah I know. There's nothing going on in between you two, blah blah.. but you know what, you know better than me what's going on." She sighed heavily, "But I have more important things to deal with now other than your stupid love story!"

You were beginning to protest when she stopped you and said, "Listen to me dumbhead! Today our parents are meeting to fix the date of our marriage. You have to come with me to Kyungsoo's house. There they are going to have a video call with my parents, as they can't come here on such a short notice! And also you are going to be the Maid of Honor! I will come again in the evening to tell your parents about it!" She almost squealed at the end and hugged you out of excitement.

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"So, this is happening at last!" You heaved a heavy sigh and plopped down on your bed after Yeon left. Kyungsoo and Ga-yeon had been in a relationship for a year now. Those two had always been a perfect couple, deeply in love with each other, just like you and Jimin were once. Kyungsoo was a really good guy and loved Yeon to the end of the world. Now thinking of it, the proposal so quick seemed like a normal thing for him to do. Remembering the ring that Yeon showed you earlier - with which Kyungsoo proposed her - you lifted up your left hand in front of your eyes. The ring mark had faded away like it was never even there. You thought how peaceful it would had been if like the ring mark, the memories had faded away too. Your tears, unruly as always, began to fall as Jimin's memories started to invade your weak heart, again.

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At evening you came back to your house along with Ga-yeon. The marriage date had been fixed on a date two months later as Yeon's parents would be able to manage a long holiday at that time. And you can also arrange a leave within that time period. As the Maid of Honor you had lot of works to do and though you were pretty nervous, you were lot more excited to make it perfect in your own way. You took the responsibility to make everything flawless on behalf of her parents. Luckily enough, Jungkook offered to help to lessen your burden and you had always liked his taste in things more than your own.

The days passed by like the fast forwarded nature videos on discovery channel. But it was great and fun nonetheless. You juggled your time between your office works and making arrangements for the wedding. Along with Jungkook, Ga-yeon and Kyungsoo's parents you booked one of the most extravagant outdoor wedding venues that your best friend had always fantasized about being wedded at. The dress shopping was another adventure and you were glad that Ga-yeon could get that gorgeous and perfect dress that you all managed to find at the fifth shop that you visited.

It was a peaceful weekend evening, one month later, when you were sitting at your work table inside your room and checking out the things that were still needed to be done and crossing out the ones that had already been done. While doing that you were mumbling to yourself, "The flowers have been ordered. The caterers too. Oh! The invitation cards will be delivered tomorrow. We have to send the invitations as early as possible. Almost everything has been done, only the cake remains. I'll go the day after tomorrow to order them. Ah! I almost forgot about the bridal shower and the bachelorette party!" You sighed heavily as you realised that you still had a lot to do and the thought alone made you tired. You leaned down your head over the table and closed your eyes. In those few seconds of broken sleep you saw yourself in a wedding gown in front of a mirror, admiring yourself, when Jimin appeared from behind with a loving smile. You smiled back at him looking at his reflection on the mirror and then suddenly the mirror broke making you turn around to look at Jimin out of fear but he was not there, instead you found yourself standing on a pile of dead leaves.

You woke up with a start and were somewhat relieved that it was just a dream. The desire of having a family with Jimin was still there somewhere in the darkest corner of your heart and you despised it. You were trying to heal yourself gradually, one step at a time, but the memories of Jimin which still appeared from time to time, pulled you back two steps behind. Tears brimmed round the corners of your eyes and your heart sank. You decided to lie down on your bed and let the sadness win but yet again your plan for that got ruined, by the ringing of the doorbell. You reached downstairs only to find an extremely excited and smiling boy talking with your dad, Jungkook was here. As you entered the living room, Jungkook looked at you and your dad left the two of you to talk. The twinkle in Jungkook's eyes perked up your sixth sense and you immediately shook your head saying, "No, I am not going out anywhere!"

Jungkook's face fell off as soon as the words left your mouth and that made the inner you to want to cup those perfectly squishy yet chiseled cheeks. You chuckled out slightly and gave in, "Where are we going?"

At your reply the Jungkook of a few a minutes ago returned and he hummed, "To buy your dress of the day!"

After a lots of 'no's and 'yes'es, you were now sitting at the front passenger seat, with puffy cheeks and angry at yourself for falling for Jungkook's insistence, on your way to a shop that he had found out about that morning. Though you were angry, Jungkook found it cute and patted his own back mentally for at last managing to bring you out. He knew that the last month was like a guinea pig running wheel for you and you needed some time off. And he was quite sure that amidst all the preparations and shoppings for others you had totally forgotten about yours. As soon as the thought had struck him, he didn't waste a single minute and had hit the engine.

Entering the shop, you were completely lost, not because it was a maze but because it was mesmerising - with more-beautiful-than-the-last-one clothes. Your eyes wandered here and there like a lost puppy. You wanted to buy everything in that store and on the other hand wanted to run away at the same time. To clear your confused mind, you looked back to talk Jungkook out of there but he was nowhere to be seen. A heavy sigh escaped your lungs and you thought, "Why have I come here? To look at clothes or to look for Jungkook?"

Five minutes went by and still you had made no progress in finding him. Then suddenly he came from behind covered your eyes only to make you turn around and glare at him.

"Where were you? Am I your babysitter?" You asked exasperatedly.

He gave you a sheepish grin and said, "Come with me! I have to show you something!" Grabbing your left hand he pulled you to make you follow him. At the corner of the hall that you were in, there was a glass door which led to another room that was divided into multiple sections. This room appeared more sophisticated than the other part you were in earlier. Each section of the room contained two or three exclusively designed dresses and a changing room attached with it. Jungkook skipped the first two sections and entered the third one. Your eyes got glued to a dress as soon as you entered the section and you knew that this was it.

You looked at Jungkook who was now standing behind you with a loving smile on his face. If it wasn't for him, you wouldn't had came to this store in the first place, let alone initiating to find this portion of the building. He gestured you to try on the dress and you nodded.

The expression of utter happiness on your face when you saw the dress filled Jungkook's heart with a happiness unknown and he wondered just how many ways were you capable of making him happy, making him feel this blessed and content. He wanted to jump and dance out of happiness but restricted himself and began humming to himself while waiting and looking at the intricate designs on the wall.

"Jungkook!" Hearing your evidently shy voice he turned around only to freeze. His entire body stiffened and he was quite sure that heart too was in that team. Only his eyes moved, as he took in the sight in front of him. His mind was processing the fact that how can one look so beautiful and fairytale-ish.

"Hey!" Your moving hands in front of his eyes brought him back to continue his functioning.

"How do I look?" You asked while looking expectantly at him and twirled around happily.

"Shall we get married?" Jungkook replied, still in a haze, barely whispering.

"What?" You looked up to hear properly what he had just said.

"Huh? This dress really suit you! It's perfect!" He blabbered out quickly to cover for what he had rambled out earlier.

You turned around and went to the mirror, smiling shyly with a maddeningly thumping heart because you had heard clearly what he had said the first time but you just pretended to not hear it.

The lady attendant came near you to check for the fittings but there was none needed. She smiled kindly and said, "Seems like the dress was made for you!" and then pointing subtly towards Jungkook she asked mildly, "Boyfriend?"

You smiled at her and replied with simple no. Her face turned into that of a disappointment. She said while looking at the dress, "It doesn't seem like it. You two look like you are deeply in love. You should confess to each other. An advice from a person who have lived in this world a little bit more." She made herself face you, still smiling, and said, "True love is not what everyone can find! I'll have the dress packed then. Please change." And she scurried away to the main counter. You looked at her walking figure and sighed deeply thinking, "No one knows better than me."

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Within the blink of an eye, the wedding day was here. And needless to say that it was a pandemonium. But you had always dealt with pandemoniums whether it was inside or outside, and now you could say you were a pro. When Ga-yeon got ready you couldn't take your eyes off of her and thought what was Kyungsoo going to do! After arranging everything and checking on the bridesmaids, flower girl and ring bearer, you went to get ready yourself. You had always been a quick dresser and there was still time left.

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While entering the aisle with bouquet in your hands, you looked at Jungkook, who was there standing altar along with the ushers, as handsome as ever. His eyes, you could feel, were on you and the look that he gave when you wore the dress for the first time was now more piercing, yet lost and loving. You blushed, terribly, and averted your gaze.

Jungkook could feel his breathing go unsteady when he saw you. With the dressed up hair, a little yet sophisticated make-up and that outfit made you look more magical. He just couldn't make his eyes move away from you. He could feel that you were looking at him directly into his eyes but he neither had the intention nor the power to look away from you.

Only when you reached the alter and stood along with the bridesmaids, he got out of his trance like situation and smiled shyly to himself.

You looked over at Kyungsoo when Ga-yeon appeared at the front of the aisle and his face reflected the same expression which you saw on Jungkook's face awhile ago. This made you smile with a permanent blush on your face earning you a nudge and a questioned look from Grace who was standing beside you.

The whole ceremony went smoothly as you had imagined. When Yeon and Kyungsoo said their vows and kissed each other, their love radiated throughout the area and almost everyone found themselves in tears along with yourself and Jungkook.

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At evening amidst all the laughter and dances, a loud clinking sound through the microphone attracted everyone's attention. When you turned to look at the way from it was coming from, you found Jungkook holding a glass of champagne and a spoon, ready to make a toast. An odd time to make a toast, you thought and facepalmed mentally. When all of the guest's attention was on him he started, "I would like to have all of your undivided attention while I give a toast to the bride and groom. I promise to make it short so that you can go back to the fun." He winked and continued, "They say when you fall in love, you fall hard. But I didn't know that it would make her brain go wongle-bongle like this! As a child, Yeon always used to tell me that she would never get married and it was for mad people. But see who is the mad one now! I guess love does that to people – do weird things. I am so happy for both of you. And I sincerely thank you because it was for you that I could find someone who is worth doing with, what you did! And Kyungsoo, my man, I hope you will never spoil the magic for her and keep her happy always. So join me in raising a glass to the two people who make love look good and worth it."

After gaining loud applauses and with a shy smile on his face, Jungkook got down from the raised platform and came straight to you to hide his flushed face in the crook of your neck. You smiled at his cute gesture and noticed that Yeon was smirking at you. You stuck out your tongue at her and rolled your eyes. Jungkook was still in the same position but it wasn't as uncomfortable as you thought it would be, rather it felt quite natural. You kept your right hand on his head instead of making him move away. In the next second, the music started playing and you motioned his right hand on your waist and held his left hand. Both of your bodies moved in perfect harmony as if you two had been dancing together for years, it didn't even feel awkward. You glanced up at him and drowned in those starry eyes as he did in yours. You didn't know for how long you two had been like that as the music slowly faded away and left you two with a rhythm of your own. It just seemed perfect – every turn, every pull, every sway seemed perfect, utopian – a moment to cherish forever. The sudden outbursting cheer and clap pulled both of you out of the ecstatic state, and the music came to an end.

At dinner, you sat with Jungkook to eat in peace but you were constantly struggling with your hair that was coming into mouth when you were trying to eat. Jungkook noticed that and gestured you to stop and wait. Then with a swift movements of his hands he pulled out a clip that was clipped at the back of your hair and taking the locks of your untamed hair pinned it together with the hairs from the back. You looked at him but he had already started eating as if nothing had happened. Caring for each other had became like a habit for both of you. Though subtle, it was there, and you knew that the past months had brought you two even closer. You smiled mildly at yourself and looking over at Yeon, who was laughing happily with her husband, you wondered, "Will I ever be able to find a person with whom I would be able take the vows, to love and cherish forever? Who knows? May be someday..." The answer was right beside you, unknown yet known to you.

A/n: I had to edit this chapter because it only did justice! I hope you like this chapter and give feedback. Thank you for reading! Love you 💜💜💜

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Ana!! M here (brain rot anon) hiii I need to sleep but i just wanna say i love ur consistency in posting so much spn stuff bc it's like a news feed for me now (just to enjoy the chaos).

I only follow like 3 spn blogs and ur one of them cus i love ur content and the vids and cus we're friends now!!

ANYWAY i also forgot to mention this before. So yknow how i started watching the show AFTER the finale? well. I actually "watched" the finale before that in the sense that - i woke up early (im in asia so timezones eeek) to log onto this hellsite and i refreshed the spn live blogging tag to see people live blogging the live finale and that was how i spent my morning. i didn't know wtf spn was and was so confused on the characters (i think i knew who sam and dean were at that point but also LAMP and other things were v v confusing and the significance of carry on song was also lost on me) but i just read all the live blogging comments come in and was confused but v entertained and also v sad for yall. HUGS.

anyway that was an experience.

I’m glad you like my ramblings and insanity 😌 thank you 😌

Also jskajsksndmsn that day of the finale was horrible i know i live blogged it but i blocked it all from my memory