#i gave him a fucking packman mouth

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I was going through some of my unfinished sketches and I just-

Himbo dragon man

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Reinvent Yourself

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader 

Genre: Fluff 

Word Count: 2.3k +

Request: Hi!! I enjoy reading your stories and would like to request for you to write a story about namjoon being a nerd and was bullied all the time but then the prettiest girl in school decided to help him then the girl thinks namjoon is cute and had a crush on him for his soft hands. YOURE ONE OF THE BEST AUTHORS OUT THERE AND WOULD REALLY APPRECIATE YOU WRITING THIS STORY! @hoeseahawk

A/N: IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK LIKE THREE YEARS! <3 and i totally forgot about the soft hands part gurl ma bad 

“whose getting bullied now?” your friend Krystal asked as she continued to eat her lasagne, bothered but not really caring about whose embarrassment was causing the rowdy cheers and laughter’s of the football team.

You weren’t exactly thrilled with how your crowd treated others…but it was just how things were. What were you going to do about it? You can’t stop them.

Hell, if you were to try no one would take you seriously.

“y/n. you have to do something, you’re always talking about how you want to help out aren’t you?” your friend sulli whined as she brought her nose out of her book.

You sighed as you watched the cute nerd from your chemistry glass try to reconnect his glasses.

“what though? How do I change it without changing everyone?” you whined as you let your head fall to the lunch table underneath you.

“why don’t you give him a makeover?” joy asked as she finally put down her phone and joined back into reality.

You gaped at her in confusion. The plan sounded so simple, but the execution would be difficult. It was not something that could just be done.

“there’d be so much too teach him…and whose to say a makeover won’t stop them from coming back to bully him some more?” you asked intrigued with the idea.

You knew all the ropes of popularity, it wasn’t easy, and it was a lot to remember but once you knew how…it’s as easy as breathing.

“he’d need a squad, he’d need new speech and oh god a new closet” Krystal noted as you all observed him scurrying out the hall.

You hummed for no particular reason before sitting back in your chair. This might work.

—

Friday rolled around which meant your chance to approach Namjoon was too.

Chemistry.

The one subject you didn’t have to worry about popular bitches or idiotic jocks constantly flirting with you, it was nice.

As soon as you walked into the classroom you made a direct path towards Namjoon. Trying hard not to be intimidating or seeming like a bitch you slowly approached the spaced-out boy.

“can I sit here?” you asked calmly as you waved a hand in his face.

He looked at you stunned before stumbling to remove his books from your side of the desk. A shy yes flew out of his mouth as his eyes remained glued to the desk in front of him.

“don’t worry, i swear my intentions are good” you smiled as you saw how cautious and tense he was with you being so close to him.

“if Dylan and taewon find out your talking to-“ he started nervously.

“they won’t, and don’t worry I’ll deal with them if they do” you answered as you opened up your textbooks.

Namjoon gawked at you before clearing his throat and nodding his head.

“so..er…your intentions, what…what are they exactly?” he asked shyly as he pushed his second pair off glasses up his face, this pair to large for his face.

“ah yes! I have an offer for you, again you don’t have to take it! i…er…I would like to give you a makeover?” you asked/ stated as more people filled the classroom, people looking at the pair of you in shock.

“a…a makeover?” he asked in confusion.

“yer…I notice that you’re a constant target so…I figured changing your image might make it stop…maybe for everyone too” you said, the almost bit trailing off.

Namjoon looked at you unsure. You understood why he didn’t trust you, but you wanted to make sure eventually he knew you could.

“I get that this is all really weird and I know you don’t trust me but I swear I’m just trying to hel-“ you started rambling before he cut you off.

“where do we start?” he asked quickly as he stared you down determined.

You smile widened before you pointed at his clothing. He looked slightly offended as he looked down at what he thought were his ‘good’ clothes. The patterned button up and shorts matched with suspenders weren’t a terrible look, but it was easily dissed and that’s something he needed to avoid.

“come with me too my house after school, older brother has tons of leftover clothes that he didn’t take to college. We can start there and then take you shopping” you answered as he nodded nervously.

—-

You were pulling out clothes left and right, trying to find an outfit that both he would be comfortable in but still look good in.

“you’re not going to make me wear contacts are you?” he asked in disgust as you continued throwing clothes over your shoulder. An evil laughed escaped your body before turning to him to examine his glasses.

You never thought there was anything wrong with the glasses he wore, they were cute…he was cute.

“ill give you a pair and leave it up too you. but personally. I like the glasses” you stated softly as you adjusted them for him. A soft blush appeared on his cheeks before he cleared his throat and stood up.

“i-ill just go try these on then” he mumbled before heading towards the bathroom. You shook of the slight warming of your heart and focused on the task at hand.

You had dealt with his looks, now…the attitude. Namjoon is a tall guy. A tall and strong guy, if he could fight back or at least look like he would fight back, no one would dream to mess with him.

Heck, if he had a whole gang of people who look like they could fuck someone up bullying may seize to exist.

“Namjoon, this is a stupid question but…do you have any friends?” you asked strongly.

An offended scoff was heard from the other side of the door before he laughed at you “’im a loser but I’m not a complete loser Y/n. Jesus Christ” he answered.

You laughed before quickly apologising. You quickly sent the names of the friends he said to your friends, so they could hunt them down and do the same thing for them that you were doing for Namjoon.

This was going to be executed perfectly.

“i..i don’t know about this y/n” Namjoon spoke shyly as he exited the bathroom.

You gasped as the white tee-shirt hugged his nicely toned body and the blue washed jeans suited his skin tone. It was a simple outfit, but it did so much.

“this…is a good start” you said proudly as you shamelessly checked him out. He smiled widely, showing his dimples as you gave him a pair of shoes.

“there’s something missing though…something, that finish It off” you hummed as you walked around him. “maybe a touch of colour…or a leather jacket”.

You grabbed a leather jacket and a red flannel to tie around his waist. “and it is completed” you smiled brightly before clapping your hands together excitedly.

Namjoon started checking himself, a small smile appearing on his face as he admired himself.

You laughed before checking your phone to see a spam of texts from your friends updating you on how the makeover of his friends were going; your nodded proudly before grabbing a new backpack from you closet. It was a simple black one but was a little too manly for you.

“this is your new backpack. The packman Is cute but it has got to go” you stated as you shoved the backpack into his chest.

Before he could get a proper look at the bag he placed it on the floor and pulled you into a tight hug.

“thank you…seriously, thank you” he whispered as you snuggled your face into his shoulder, trying to hide the pink blush that crawled its way to your cheeks.

“just don’t forget about me okay?” you said bring out your pinky finger sported with your famous pout.

He laughed before joining his pinky with yours “I don’t think this will work out like how you think it will” he stated with hope crushing eyes.

“namjoon, I’m going to teach you all I can about popular people. My friends are currently upgrading yours friends like I have done for you; you’ll look too intimidating for any popular bozoo to question but still be the loveable nerd for those who need you to be” you said as you placed your hands on his shoulders.

“you really think this is going to work?”

“of course it is”

—-

From a far you watched as Namjoon and his group strutted through the halls as if they owned the place.

The nervousness Namjoon had confessed to you early in the morning on Monday disappeared as that Friday he smiled sweetly to those who passed him.

As Namjoon approached your locker a girl screeched Taehyungs name before throwing a pair of her underwear at him; he made sure to Smirk at the star struck woman before shoving the panties in his pocket. As his eyes linked with your amused ones Taehyung mouthed a ‘thank you’ to you before walking away with the others.

“I’m glad they like their makeovers” you laughed as Namjoon leant against your locker.

“are you kidding me? They love it! Yoongi made a girl faint today in English and Jungkook has already been labelled a playboy” he laughed as his dimples made your knees weak.

“well I’m glad everything’s going so well…would you maybe like to come over after school? We could watch the stars wars series? I got my dad to by the full set” you asked nervously.

Namjoons eyes lit up with joy before he cleared his throat in order to respond.

“Namjoon!”

You and Namjoon both turned to the voice who had screamed his name like his life depended on it. The girl was short and cute; she had long brown hair and bright blue eyes, however, she was not familiar to you.

“oh, c-casey” Namjoon stuttered.

His nervous stutter alarmed you as the pretty girl in front of you batted her eyelashes at him.

“come help me with my chemistry homework! Your smart aren’t you? smart and now handsome” she said sending a wink in his direction.

Suddenly getting defensive at Namjoons googling towards her you gave Namjoon a subtle slap on the arm.

“oh er, yer ill meet you in the library in a couple of minutes” he smiled.

“if you still have a crush on me, I hope you’ll also join me after school?” she added, biting her lip flirtatiously. You’ve never narrowed your eyes at someone so quickly only to realise you were in public and revert back to cursing her out it your head.

“err…ill see you soon” he said awkwardly, most likely feeling the tension between you all building.

“…goodbye Y/n” she said smiling at you after ignoring you through that whole conversation.

As she skipped away you awaited Namjoons answer, your strangely/ newly discovered feelings on the line.

“ill see you after school” he answered before wrapping you up in a quick hug before rushing off towards the library.

“right…” you whispered to yourself feeling a little disheartened as he ran off to his old crush..or still…crush.

You sighed before remembering you still had a life.

—-

As you exited you final class you scurried to the senior area to try and find Namjoon, however, you should’ve known he would not be alone. You placed your bags on a lunch table next to you and decided to wait it out.

You watched from a far as girls surrounded him, batting their eyes and flipping their hair. Your heart clenched at the thought of Namjoons attention focused anywhere but on yours; as a struggling Namjoon searched the crowd you heart filled with hope but as Casey approached him you realised that she was the one he was looking for.

Your heart broke as you released a heavy breath.

Grabbing your bag’s, you slowly made your way to the entrance without him.

The halls were empty. Except for a couple of sounds coming from classrooms due to after school activities you were left to listen to your own thoughts.

You mind was filled with a dimply smile and warm eyes that often locked with yours.

What would have happened if you didn’t speak to Namjoon that day, what would have happened if you would of carried on with you day as normal. Only thinking about how cute Namjoon might or how interesting conversations might be not knowing.

“y/n!” he yelled out as he ran towards you.

“I see you’ve already forgotten” you laughed trying to seem as if you didn’t care but the sting in your heart was visible.

“y/n” he whispered as he stepped closer to you, his eyes trying to say all the words his mouth couldn’t.

“it’s okay, I get it. Truly I do! Its hard for you too ignore the fame and all the girls and all the attention. It's great. I'll just see you in clas-“ you started to ramble, ignoring the way his body approached you slowly.

Before you could continue talking Namjoon placed a sweet kiss on your lips. Hesitantly deepening it until you wrapped your arms around his necks. As sparks shot through your body Namjoon wrapped his arms around your body bringing you closer to him.

Pulling away to breath was the hardest decision you’ve had to make, the feeling of his lips on yours was almost addicting.

“let’s go back to yours- wait that sounds wrong, I just mean to hang out!” he stuttered making you laugh.

He was still the same Namjoon, still the same nerd.

“I swear to god if you mention our chemistry assignment even once you’re banned from my home” you stated firmly as you slipped your hand in his. His laugh rung through your ears before he placed a kiss on your forehead.

“whatever you say”