#i'm sure he can't even count the number of times his hyungs - hobi and joon included - had to be the strong ones for him and for the team

[ifellforittwice]

Tae is the mood lifting fairy 🧚‍♂️💚

[v-hope]

Ice Queen

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader

Genre: College!AU

Word Count: 900

Request: Nope, I'm just a sucker for Yoongi.

Summary: Everyone sees you as an Ice Queen. Min Yoongi knows better.

Warnings: Mentions or implications of sex?

A/N: I'm running out of drafts and that is in no way good, but have this shitty drabble. Only one more month and I'll be free again, my babies 😔✊

(cr.)

The second Yoongi entered the cafe, his eyes were glued to your studying figure, causing his lips to curve slightly up as he took in how effortlessly breathtaking you were. No wonder every guy on campus had tried to hit on you.

Removing his stare from you, he looked around for his friends, finding them all already sitting near a window as they drank coffee – all their eyes fixed on you, which was not surprising at all.

“I think you're drooling a little” he said to all six of them after having grabbed a chair from another table and sitting on it.

They all looked at him unamused.

“I just can't believe how come she's so damn gorgeous and won't date anyone” Taehyung was the one to express everyone's thoughts, crossing his arms in defeat.

“Maybe if you guys stopped objectifying her and treating her like this unreachable goddess–”

“Nah” Jimin interrupted him mid sentence, “they don't just call her the Ice Queen for nothing” he took a sip of his coffee.

“She's not an Ice Queen” he rolled his eyes, “that's just a tag guys who couldn't get in her pants put on her”.

“You mean every guy on campus then” Jimin let out a breathy laugh, making the rest of them join him.

Yoongi shrugged, resting on the back of his chair as his eyes went once again to you – travelling from your legs to your chest, later moving them to your face, focusing on your lips; remembering how soft they felt pressing against his, how red and sore they had turned given how neither of you seemed to have enough of each other, and how they would part, letting out small whimpers of pleasure as he–

“You did not fuck her” Hoseok spoke up, getting a hold of what Yoongi's expression meant.

Everyone's eyes opened wide.

“Maybe I did” he mumbled, fidgeting with the border of the table.

“Maybe?” Namjoon cocked one of his eyebrows.

“He did not” Jeongguk told his hyung.

“I did” Yoongi said confidently this time. Was it really that hard to believe?

“You did not” it was Jin's turn to deny his words.

“Oh, my God” he threw his head back in exasperation.

“I mean, she rejected me” his hyung said, clearly not quite over it yet, “and you're telling me she slept with you?”

“I am, actually”.

Everyone stared at him baffled for what felt like ages, not really knowing if he was being serious or was just messing with them – it was always hard to tell when it came to Min Yoongi.

“He did not” Hobi stated one more time after having studied his face, deciding he was not believing him. The others turned their heads to him and nodded, agreeing with his suspicions.

“I mean, how come you haven't seen her again?” Taehyung inquired.

“Or at least have her phone number” Jeongguk added.

“It was a one night stand, not a love revelation”.

That and the fact that he had not seen you again around campus until that day. Regarding your phone number… he had just been stupid enough not to think about asking you for it.

What he told his friends was true, though – one night stands are not meant to happen more than once, they are not meant to develop a relationship. You two had met at a frat party; you went to him since he was the only guy who was not obnoxiously trying to get in your pants, you talked for hours, you danced, and then, as ironical as life itself is, you took him home, giving place to a night full of lust.

That had been it. That was all it would ever be.

“Questionable” Joon scratched his chin, giving away the impression he was deep in thought.

Yoongi sighed. “Whatever” he stood up, he didn't need to prove a thing to anyone, “I'll go order some coffee”.

And in that very moment, he didn't know if timing was on his side or if it was the complete opposite, but just as he turned around, you were walking by, making your way towards the exit.

Eye to eye after so many months, the two of you stood there, not daring to move. For some odd reason, it felt like meeting up with a good, old friend.

“Hey, Yoongs” you greeted with a smile, sending him straight back to the frat party you had met at.

“Hi, Y/N” he threw you his signature gummy smile you had so badly been enthralled by back then, “it's been a while” he scratched the back of his head as you nodded, agreeing with him.

His friends, on the other hand, looked at the scene absolutely dumbstruck. Were you smiling? Was the Ice Queen smiling? To Min Yoongi?

Feeling their piercing stares on you, you gazed at them, totally unfazed. They got no smile from you whatsoever, receiving a nod instead as your cold way of saying hello. Were you even the same person who was smiling at their friend only seconds before?

Turning your attention back to the man in front of you, your stare softened.

“Are you doing something tonight?” you asked, slightly jumping up in surprise after hearing one of his friends choke on his coffee at how upfront you were.

Yoongi? God, was he enjoying this.

“Not really” he shook his head, “you have something in mind?”

You couldn't help but bite your lower lip, anticipating what was about to come. “My roommate is leaving for the weekend, maybe you'd like to drop by?”

He felt a wave of heat run through his body. He would've loved to sneak a quick glance to his friends so he could see their reactions. However, he found himself being so captivated by your eyes he couldn't even think about looking away from you to taunt the guys.

“Sure, I'll be there” as if he would've said no.

“Great! See you then” with one last smile, you left, not realising you had left six completely stupefied guys not believing their eyes.

Yoongi raised one of his eyebrows to the guys as a satisfied, mocking smile formed on his lips. Although he didn't need to, was there anything better than proving his friends wrong?

Well, probably getting to be with you later that night, but that was a whole different topic.

“That did not just happen” Jin blinked rapidly.

A smug smirk took over Yoongi's face. “Dipshits”.

[goldngguk]

red // 05

part one of trilogy series

warnings // fluffy cuteness, jealous kookie

word count // 2.3k

trilogy masterlist

Don't do it. It won't end well, you know that. You can't let this happen. But then again, maybe there's no point in trying. Maybe this is all inevitable. Maybe you don't have a choice. Do we ever?

She was startled awake to the sound of loud vibrations against her bedside table. The wood trembled from the sensations of her phone as it received a new message. She groaned, rolling over and stretching for the device.

She laid her head against her pillow trying to recall what her dream had been about. It didn't really even feel like a dream. It was more like the voice in her head speaking to her through the darkness. But what was it talking about? Too exhausted to think or get up, she set her phone down only to watch it vibrate again when a new message popped up.

《???:》 Y/n?

She blinked at the unknown number for a few seconds before remembering who it was. She had given him her number at the café the day before during their conversation. She immediately added the number to a new contact.

Jungkook sat on a couch in his dorm room pleading with himself not to sound so cringeworthy. Forcing a conversation with her was something he did not want to do, especially if it was about something as unimportant as her obviously messed up sleep schedule.

He chuckled at the message causing Yoongi to look up from the burrito of blankets he had wrapped himself with. "What's so funny?"

Jungkook glanced up at his older roommate before shaking his head. "It's nothing, hyung. Go back to your nap."

"It's okay. I should be getting up now anyway. They'll call us down soon." Yoongi rolled out of bed and Jungkook's eyes went back to his phone.

-

After showering and finishing her hair and makeup, Y/n headed for the filming room.

"Hey, Y/n!"

Jimin jogged up beside her. "How are you today?"

"I'm good, thanks. I'm ready to get to work."

Jimin giggled. "Me too. I don't like to sit for too long." Y/n smiled and the two walked together to meet the group.

"Oh, look who's late," Jungkook said when Jimin entered the room.

"I am not late!"

"Everyone else is already here though," he smirked. Hobi laughed and punched him in the arm.

"You haven't even started yet! Besides, Y/n came with me!"

Jungkook's eyes flickered towards hers as she followed Jimin into the room. He felt his stomach drop. Why is she with him? Were they together? What were they doing? He watched the questions consume his mind. I don't like it.

Y/n took a seat next to him, immediately making his negative thoughts disappear. "Hi," she smiled.

"Hello." He tried to choke back the next sentence, but it seemed he couldn't help himself; it just slipped out. "You look pretty."

"Oh, thanks," she replied before turning her attention towards the staff who would be directing the episode.

Jungkook nodded and looked down to play with his thumbs. I can't believe I just said that. It seemed like all of his confidence from the night before flew right out the window when he saw her come in with Jimin. Of course, he wouldn't be a problem for Jungkook; the golden maknae who could do anything. At least he hoped not. He really hoped not.

The staff finished putting the set together and began to record. The first episode of the second season (ep. 21) of Run would be a relaxed episode, saving the more intense games and plots for later. Today would be a board game competition. “You will split up into two teams of six and play two out of three games. The third game will be all vs. all. If the winner of the third game is from the losing team of the first two games, the team can avoid the punishment picked by the staff.” The members nodded and began to decide their teams. The first group included Jimin, Yoongi, Taehyung, Hayden, Hobi, and Maya. The opposing team was made up of Jin, Mason, Namjoon, Y/n, Jungkook, and Cyrus. “Now that the teams are made, we will discuss the first game. It's water beads. There is a piece of filter paper placed on a hollow stand. Each of you will drop a bead or a drop of water onto the paper. The person to make the beads break and fall through the paper is the loser.”

Each team took turns adding beads until the overconfident Kim Seokjin decided to push his luck and dump a straw full of water onto the paper. Needless to say, the paper broke and Jin's team lost the first game. “Well that didn't go as planned,” he shook his head as Jungkook slapped his shoulder.

The second game was a test for the BTS members to see how many English words they could memorize on a card in ten seconds without the help of Culture. Jin recited five of his six words, while Namjoon got all of his. “Dog, dinosaur, duck, jello, jam, jerk, cracker, crocodile…”

Jimin snickered before attempting to mock him. “Crocodoll,” he said with a roll of his tongue. Hobi joined his fun, giggling, “Crocodiiiile.”

Jungkook went last. He looked up in thought before remembering his words. “Stream, strong, streamer, rabbit, ring, rocket. Was that it? I think that's all I have.” Everyone praised him for his memory and dialect.

“That was really good, Jungkook!” Y/n said, patting him on the back. His cheeks turned rosey and he smiled back at her. After watching the other team crash and burn, it was decided that Jungkook's team was the winner of the second game.

The third game which would be played individually was Uno. Within a few times around the circle, Y/n was the first to go out. She jumped from her spot and took a seat on the couch behind them. Taehyung seemed to not fully understand the concept of the game. “Tae,” Joon said, slapping him on the knee. “You didn't say uno. You have to draw four cards.” This went on for a while until the members made a game out of it.

“Okay guys, he gets it. You have to let him say it when he lays his card down.” Without even realizing how it happened, Taehyung went out and got second place. Hobi was right behind him.

After a few more rounds, Y/n laid her hand on Jungkook's shoulder and discreetly held up a 1 until he realized. “UNO!” He gasped. “Uno, uno, uno, uno!” He flung his final card across the room causing everyone to bust out in a fit of laughter. Only a minute later did he play the card and get fourth place.

“You would have lost if I hadn't told you,” she giggled as Jungkook held up his hand for a high five.

“They didn't even notice!” They both laughed as they watched the game continue until it was just Jimin and Yoongi left. In order to save time, the boys decided they would draw cards. Whoever held the highest card would be the last winner. Jimin drew a green eight while Yoongi played a red reverse.

“What is that worth? Did we even establish this card?”

Jimin waved his hand at him. “It's okay, hyung. I'll allow it. You can redraw.”

“Awww,” Y/n cooed. “Jimin, that's so sweet.”

Jungkook's gaze shot between Jimin and Y/n. Sweet? What is that supposed to mean? Does she like him? He could feel his face heat up for the hundredth time that week and his fists clenched into balls-- not that Jimin was any threat to him. He couldn't possibly be.

Yoongi drew a draw 4 card, making Jimin the loser despite his good sportsmanship. “That's okay, Chim. You're still the best sport here.” At this point, Jungkook's blood was boiling. Jimin was stealing all of her attention. He needed to do something, anything that would bring her back to him. He noticed the way she leaned on the couch, exposing her hand on the cushion next to him. He slowly crept his hand closer until his fingers feathered over hers. She immediately looked up at him, but she didn't withdraw due to the considerable amount of butterflies fluttering in her stomach. What is he doing?

He mentally celebrated his success before pulling his hand away. Jimin who?

The twelvesome wrapped the shoot and the staff declared dinner would be ready soon. The punishment for Jimin's team was to clean up afterward.

“Hey, Y/n. C'mere for a sec.”

Hayden and Maya were still standing in the middle of the room. She turned in her heels dramatically and made her way to them.

“Yeah?”

“So, Maya's been filling me in on a few things-”

“Oh good god, Maya what did you tell him?” She asked her sternly.

“Just what he needs to know. I'll be going now.” She winked at Y/n and left the room with a swing in her step.

“I swear that girl gets on my nerves sometimes.”

“Don't change the subject. As your very best friend, I demand to know what's going on between you and Jungkook.”

“Hayden, nothing is going on between us! We literally met three days ago, and you know Maya! She's always trying to hook me up with random people. This is no different.”

Hayden nodded his head, staring at her suspiciously. “So you would tell me if something was going on?”

“Of course! What about me do you not know?”

“Okay, Y/n. I believe you. I just think Jungkook might have an eye for you.”

“Good grief.”

“That's all I'm saying. He's showing signs and I think we've all noticed.”

“Kay Sherlock, I'll be sure to keep you posted. Can we go eat now? I'm starving.”

“Yeah yeah, let's eat. But seriously-”

“Hayden!”

-

After an uneventful dinner, everyone turned in for the night. When arriving at their dorm, Y/n shoved Maya inside and kicked the door shut behind her. “Why would you talk to Hayden? We talked about this. It's nothing and I don't understand why you keep insisting that it is.”

“I'm sorry, Y/nickname. I didn't think you'd be that pressed about it.” Y/n followed her into the bathroom to get ready for bed.

“I'm not pressed, Maya. I'm tired. You always do this. Every time I interact with a male that isn't in our band, you blow it out of proportion. I don't want a boyfriend. If I did, I would have one. But I don't. I thought that after everything I went through with Luke that you would understand that.”

“I know. You're right. I just get so excited when you loosen up. You work so hard all the time and I care about your feelings. I want you to be happy.” Exiting the bathroom, the two sat on their mattresses to face each other. Maya looked into Y/n's eyes, reading her like an open book. “I know you're lonely,” she spoke softly.

“I'm not lonely, My. I have the greatest friends in the world to share my life with. And I know you care.”

“That's not what I meant,” she said tilting her head endearingly.

“I know what you meant. But I don't have time for that kind of thing. In our career, you have to decide what you want; love or success. You can't have both. Between the touring, the practice and recording, red carpets and events, press following around every corner; it can be too much for some people to understand.”

“I think there's someone who understands that perfectly.”

“Which only means double the time apart.”

“So celebrities and normal people alike are both no-nos.”

“Now you're getting it.”

“Okay! Okay, I'll leave you alone. Just- at least think about it. I really think having a little fun could be good for you right now.”

“If it will make you feel better, then fine. I will. Now go to sleep.” The girls each climbed into their beds-Maya almost immediately drifting off. Before Y/n could shut her eyes, she heard her phone vibrating.

a.n. // DO NOT PAY ATTENTION TO THE TIMES IN THE TEXTS. THEY ARE NOT CORRESPONDENT TO THE STORY. Oooh, who's Luke? And what does he have to do with you?

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