#jimin birthday project

[jimin-updates]

Being a good human like Jimin 😭

Jimin’s Myanmar fanbase has completed a truly beautiful birthday project for Jimin - rebuilding a school!

Our charity angel Jimin gives so frequently to support educational causes; this is surely a project that would touch his heart.

It’s such a wonderful example of the good that Jimin inspires around the world 😭

[lokisasylum]

[oneinanarmy]

To the one who never shies away from showing love, who always goes above & beyond to do his best & who uses his words to create a positive influence, we wish a great year. Happy bday, Jungkook 🐰

We're celebrating this special day with #HoppyBirthdayJK to support Rabbitats Rescue Society.

[7ndipity]

Dating A Foreign Partner

Ot7 x Reader

Summary: How the members would handle being in a relationship with a foreign S/o.

Warnings: brief mentions of racial/cultural discrimination,

A/N: Thank you to @bethanysnow for requesting this, I hope you like it!😘💜 I tried to keep these a bit lighter, but if there’s something more specific that any of you would like to see, lmk!

Masterlist

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Jin:

Sounds cliche, but I think he would really enjoy trying foods from where you're from, especially some of the more ‘unusual’ ones(I literally found out the other day that pb&j sandwiches are considered weird in Korea??)

I think you two would accidentally confuse each other with lesser known cultural differences, like when he first asks you to be official after only like two dates(which is normal in korean culture, but not so much in western dating)

Would become very aware of the prejudices and discrimination that foreign couples deal with in both your countries. Like, obviously he was aware it was an issue before, but dealing with it first hand made him realize just how much of an issue it was.

It would make his heart soo happy to see you learning how to speak Korean or embracing different parts of his culture.

(Secretly studies your native language to surprise you for your birthday or anniversary)

Yoongi:

I might be projecting a lil bit, but I can honestly see him having a foreign partner. Idk, I just see him not really paying much mind to things like race/nationality, he likes who he likes and that’s it.

Might be a little shy about how much more comfortable you are with things like casual skinship tho, but he also kinda secretly loves it.

He would really love that you’re so direct sometimes, rather than trying to ask for things in a more roundabout ‘polite’ way that is considered proper in Korean culture. He would love that you’re to the point, like him.

Would be so flattered if you made the effort to learn Korean, grinning so big the first time he hears you use even something little like “Hajima” correctly.

He’d do the same with your language too. Learning about your culture would be really important to him, he wants you to know that he appreciates you and where you came from.

Hobi:

Tbh, I totally see him with a foreign partner, he would love the variety and unique energy that you bring to each other's lives.

I think he would tend to forget some of the differences in how you both grew up until you mention something more drastic like school safety drills and he has to do a double take like “wtf?!”

I think he would love how open and expressive you are about your home and culture, and loves learning about where you came from. You’re his favorite person, he wants to know as much as possible about you!

Would have soo much fun teaching you about all the different holidays and traditions in Korea that differ from where you’re from.

Would be soo surprised if you learned to speak Korean, even if it’s just a few phrases at first. He just gets so happy and giggly hearing you speak.

Namjoon:

I think most people consider him the most likely out of the group to have a foreign partner, and tbh I kinda agree.

He would make a serious effort to learn as much about your country/culture as he could, possibly even wanting to visit there sometime with you.

Despite being pretty well versed in a lot of other cultures, he would definitely still have little moments of culture shock over random things like educational systems. Like I can imagine his surprise/confusion over the more lax approach in some schools or someone being homeschooled(hi).

Would be super impressed if you already knew some korean when you met, but if not, he’s more than happy to help you learn.

Lowkey quite protective over you, bc he knows how harsh Korean media can be towards celebrities having foreign partners.

Jimin:

Thinks your Korean is super cute! He finds it absolutely adorable the way you say certain words, and he loves the way you speak slowly and softly when you’re focused on pronouncing certain phrases correctly.

If you’re new to living in Korea, he would do his best to help you settle in and adjust to the differences in day to day life, as well as comforting you on the days when you feel homesick.

Loves learning about your culture, tho I think he would prefer learning from you than on his, just so he can watch how excited you get talking about your home.

Would be soo excited if he finds any similarities between your cultures, whether it’s how you celebrate certain holidays, or a similar dish. He loves finding those little connections.

Another who would be rather protective over you, especially if he knows you have anxieties about certain things due to public safety issues where you’re from. He just wants to make sure you to feel safe

Taehyung:

I know a lot of people see him as rather traditional when it comes to things like dating/relationships, but I could very much see him with a foreign partner, especially since he talked about wanting to live abroad at some point in the future.

I think he would find your different perspectives really refreshing, you really help broaden each other's horizons.

I honestly think he would be another who would sometimes forget the differences in how you both grew up until he brings up something and you’re like “We never did that??”

Lowkey brags about you every chance he gets like “Oh ,Y/n’s from (country name), and they were teaching me about-”

He never treats it as if you’re some sort of novelty tho, he just really loves you and wants to show you that he supports you and shares your pride for who you are and where you’re from.

Jungkook:

I think he would have a lot of fun with a foreign partner, learning about each other's cultures and sharing stories about your upbringings.

Might take him a while to adjust to things like your relationships/dynamics with other guys, just bc that’s not quite as common in Korea, but I could see him actually really enjoying it if you fit into his friend group bc of that.

Another that would feel rather protective over you for similar reasons as Joon. If anyone so much as looks at you weird, he’s gonna shut them down soo fast.

He loves hearing you speak in your native language, there’s something about it that’s just so soothing and melodic about it to him. But it’s only when you're speaking, it’s not the same with anyone else.

Would ask you to teach him so that he can hear you speak it more(study dates where you help each other would be super cute and cozy)

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[jmdbjk]

Roundie Boba and Little Anchovy.

I'm not done processing what I just watched but I had to come here and share the visual feast because it was a little overwhelming.

Their appreciation for their team.

Jungkook cutting his own hair.

The boba ball. Why Jungkook? Why?

Jimin saying "oh shit" when he hit his shin against the corner of the end table. I think it was already injured/bruised and he hit the sore spot again. Ouchie. But Jimin spontaneously swearing, and this has been going on since episode 1... is my new favorite thing. No birds tweeting this time, you could plainly hear him say oh shit.

The hot tub. Yes I saw the wax job. Thank you very much.

The amount of naked. Actually, the amount of ass that was just... there...I wasn't prepared.

The eating. That feast.

Blonde Jimin. I couldn't narrow it down... sorry, not sorry.

Marvelling at the mountain and snow.

Must be nice...

The slopes. Another heart attack for the staff when Jimin takes off down the slope without a helmet.

Not for the staff it doesn't, Jimin.

They had so much fun.

Next week's episode is going to be a heart breaker. Right now, I hope they are safe and not stressed. I hope they got some time off to be home during this week's Chuseok holiday but maybe they didn't. It's ok. In exactly 9 months we will be over the moon because they will have stepped out of the gates of their base for the last time.

In other news, Hobi is almost here, he's making the rounds and being seen with the people who he may be teasing us with future projects. Seeing his smiling face is reassuring.

And happy 30th(!) birthday to our leader, President Kim Namjoon. His thoughtful letter to us on Weverse was much needed. I feel like we are slowly getting through these rough few months. Its not completely over yet but I feel the weight slowly lifting even more.

[jungkoode]

𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐌𝐄 𝐔𝐏 | 09

˗ˏˋ rules ˎˊ˗

"Rules are funny things. You make them thinking they'll keep you safe, keep everything contained. But sometimes the person you're really trying to protect yourself from… is you"

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word count: 6.5k

content: candle shop shenanigans, friend group dynamics, rules and boundaries

✧ author's note ✧

OKAY FIRST OF ALL—who absolutely LOVES Yeji? Because ME. The way she clocked Jungkook within seconds and had NO filter??? Like, I'm obsessed. Mans was genuinely SHOCKED that someone told him to sit his ass down. The audacity of this woman to not immediately melt under his smirky, tattooed menace energy?? I respect her so much. A feminist icon, if you will.

And IRYA. Ughhh, my precious girlie. The way she’s just casually vibing with Jungkook? Like?? They are NOTHING alike, and yet she’s over here just mingling with him, being friendly, unbothered, meanwhile Yeji is foaming at the mouth in the background. I love that contrast so much. It’s like, she doesn’t see him as a threat, just another guy in the room, which makes Jungkook (who is used to either being hated or obsessed over) lowkey confused. You can see the gears turning in his head like “Wait. Why aren’t you scared of me. Or pissed at me. Or flirting with me.” HAHAH POOR BOY.

And let’s talk about Jimin, because HELLO, my quiet support KING. He’s not even saying much in this chapter, but he’s there, next to Y/N, just in case. That kind of silent loyalty? The “I know you can handle yourself, but if you need me, I’m already here” type of presence??? I eat that up every time. Their friend group is everything to me.

Speaking of menace behavior—Jungkook. Are we surprised? He’s so unserious about everything. I loved giving him Kuko as a contact name for Y/N because in every fic, it’s always Kook or Kookie or Koo and I just—I wanted something different. Something slightly sharp and weird. Like, why does it sound like a pet name and an insult at the same time 😭😭 It’s PERFECT for their dynamic.

And finally, Y/N. My messy, mouthy, disaster baby. She is THEE representation of someone who’s barely entered adulthood, fresh into uni, kind of immature, kind of figuring it out, but loud as hell about it. Like, I KNOW some of y’all are probably reading this chapter thinking “girl, seriously??” but THAT'S THE POINT. She’s got so much personality, she’s a walking contradiction, she’s flawed, but she’s HER. I love her for it.

I also stuffed this chapter with SO many Easter eggs. Like, the foreshadowing is right there at the end, but I know y’all aren’t catching everything yet. You’ll come back later, reread it, and be like “OH MY GOD, KIKI???” And I’ll just be sitting here like 😌✌️ I love when a plan comes together.

Anyway, here’s Chapter 9, babes. Enjoy the mess. I’m off to go prep for my therapist session because, let’s be real, I probably projected a little too hard in this one LMAO.

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You don't know why you agreed to go shopping with Yeji. 

She texted at ass o'clock in the morning about "needing your expert opinion," and honestly? Your sleep-deprived brain just went sure, whatever without processing the implications. You just mentioned having to buy something for Emma — her birthday's in two weeks — and it was downhill from there.

"This place smells like a Pinterest board threw up," Yeji announces as you enter the third candle store of the day. Some fancy boutique with mason jars everywhere and prices that make you want to cry. "Who names a candle Whispers of Moonlight?"

"Someone getting paid way too much," you mutter, checking the price tag. Jesus. "Forty dollars for—is this supposed to smell like grass?"

"Rich people grass." Yeji picks up another one, face scrunching. "Autumn's Last Kiss. What does that even mean? Like, trees making out?"

"Pretty sure it's just pumpkin spice trying to be fancy."

"Capitalism is wild." She moves down the aisle, combat boots squeaking against the polished floor. "Oh shit, look at this one. Midnight Jasmine's Secret Rendezvous. That's not a candle, that's a Mills & Boon novel."

You snort, trailing after her. "Speaking of reading material—"

"We are not starting a book club book chat right now."

"I'm just saying, if you actually showed up to Victorian Lit—"

"And listen to Professor Stevens cream himself over Dickens for two hours? Pass." She picks up another candle, this one in black glass. "Dark Temptation. Bet you five bucks it smells like axe body spray."

She's not wrong. You wrinkle your nose as she waves it under your face. "Why does everything 'dark' and 'masculine' smell like a frat house?"

"Because the straights are not okay." Yeji sets it back, wiping her hands on her jeans like the scent might be contagious. "What did Emma say she likes again?"

"Anything except roses." You pause at a display of seasonal scents. "Her roommate burns those generic rose ones from the dollar store. Pretty sure she's traumatized."

"Valid." Yeji's already moved on to the next shelf, picking up random ones and reading their names in increasingly dramatic voices. "Summer's Sweet Embrace. Woodland Mystery. Oh my god, Bachelor's Button? What the fuck is a bachelor's button?"

"It's a flower," you say, distracted by a actually nice-looking sage and cedar one. Still overpriced, but... "My mom used to grow them."

"Sounds fake, but okay." 

She’s quiet for a second. Then:

"What about this one?" Yeji holds up a purple candle, squinting at the label. "Lavender Dreams. Sounds pretentious as fuck."

"Put that down before you break it," you mutter, scanning the shelves. The prices are criminal. “And aren't you supposed to be in Art History right now?"

"Professor Wang's doing that thing again where he talks about his divorce for two hours." She shrugs, setting the candle back with surprising care. "I've already heard all about Karen three times this semester."

You roll your eyes, picking up a sage-scented one. And no, you're not lingering in the candle section because you love them, okay? Emma likes candles too. It's completely reasonable research for a birthday gift. Nothing to do with how your apartment could use some—

"These are boring anyway," Yeji declares, already moving on. Her attention snaps to something across the street. Barnes & Noble, its windows displaying the latest bestsellers. 

"Wanna check out some books?" she asks, hands stuffed in the pockets of her worn-out grey zip-up. The one she definitely stole from Irya's closet.

"Since when do you read?" You snort, following her out of the candle store. Because you know damn well Yeji's idea of "reading" is skimming SparkNotes twenty minutes before class.

"Woah, judging a book by its cover?" She gestures to her whole aesthetic: combat boots, ripped jeans, that stolen sweater. "Just 'cause I look like this doesn't mean I don't read."

"You told me last week that Romeo and Juliet was, and I quote, 'straight people nonsense.'"

"It is straight people nonsense." She pushes open the bookstore's door, a blast of air conditioning hitting you. "But we need books for the club."

"You mean the chat group you named 'Fuck The Patriarchy Book Club' that's basically just for rambling and complaining?" Like how you ended up here today, victim to Yeji's class-skipping schemes. "That club?"

"Yeah?" She flashes that smile that you’re starting to associate with trouble. "C'mon, I need to check if they have Pride and Prejudice."

You trail after her into Fiction & Literature, past towering shelves and that distinct bookstore smell. "Pride and—hold up. Weren't you just shitting on romance classics?"

"Yeah, and?" She's already scanning the 'A' section with laser focus. "My girl wants to read it, so we're reading it."

"You're buying it because Irya mentioned it once in the group chat."

"And?" Yeji doesn't even pretend to deny it, moving purposefully through the aisles. "My girlfriend has taste. Unlike some people who waste their time reading..." she picks up a random book, "The Art of Corporate Finance."

"That's not even—"

"Found it!" She pulls out a leather-bound edition, definitely not the cheapest version available. "Look at this fancy shit. Irya's gonna love it."

You're about to point out how whipped she is when something catches your eye. A "Now Hiring" sign at the front counter, clean white letters against dark wood. Huh. You've been meaning to look for a job, something to get you out of the apartment more. And to help your finances. too. God knows you’d rather avoid having to ask mom and daddy for more money. 

"Earth to Y/N?" Yeji waves a hand in front of your face. "You good?"

"Yeah, just..." You gesture vaguely at the sign. 

Working at a bookstore wouldn't be the worst thing. Plus, employee discount.

"Oh shit, you should totally apply." She examines the sign with newfound interest. "Then you can hook me up with discounts on all the books Irya wants."

"I haven't even—"

"Excuse me?" she calls to a passing employee, ignoring your attempt to shut her up. "My friend here wants to apply for the job opening."

You're going to kill her. Slowly. With one of these hardcover books.

But the employee's already turning around—young guy, probably another student, name tag reading 'Mark'—and you can't exactly bolt without looking insane. Perfect. Just perfect.

"Oh, yeah?" Mark brightens. "We're actually pretty desperate for people who can work weekday afternoons. You have any retail experience?"

"I—"

"She's great with books," Yeji cuts in, because apparently she's your agent now. "Like, literally will fight someone over their trash literary takes. You should hear her rant about Hemingway."

You shoot her a death glare, but... well, she's not wrong about Hemingway.

"That's actually perfect," Mark says. "We get a lot of students asking for recommendations. Here—" He heads to the counter, returning with an application form. "You can fill this out now if you want. Manager's still here."

And somehow, because the universe hates you, you end up at one of the reading tables, filling out your work history while Yeji "helps" by suggesting you list your special skills as "roasting bad authors" and "setting pretentious men straight about their Joyce opinions."

Your phone buzzes. Group chat.

6B Hell

Yoongs 🎧: 𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜? 𝚆𝚎’𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝

+1 (917) XXX-XXXX: 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚛𝚗

+1 (917) XXX-XXXX: 𝚙𝚊𝚢𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔

Yoongs 🎧: 𝙸 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞

Yoongs 🎧: 𝚆𝚎’𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝟷𝟻𝚝𝚑

Yoongs 🎧: 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐

+1 (917) XXX-XXXX: 𝚝𝚑𝚡 𝚖𝚊𝚗

You're about to reply that you'll grab some later when another message pops up.

+1 (917) XXX-XXXX: 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚡 𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝? 𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖

What the actual fuck?

You: 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜?

+1 (917) XXX-XXXX: 𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏𝚌 

+1 (917) XXX-XXXX: 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 

You let out a disbelieving sound. Yeji, who's been "helping" by pointing out every minor spelling mistake in your application, peers over your shoulder.

"What's up?"

"My roommate being a jerk as usual." You know for a fact Jungkook's probably sprawled on the couch right now, doing fuck-all except maybe killing brain cells on his PlayStation. But sure, you should get the coffee.

You: 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚒’𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎

You: 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘, 𝚒’𝚖 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚢

+1 (917) XXX-XXXX: 𝚊𝚠 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚡

+1 (917) XXX-XXXX: 𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 

Yoongs 🎧: 𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝?

+1 (917) XXX-XXXX: 𝚙𝚕𝚞𝚜 𝚠𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚒𝚖 𝚑𝚘𝚝 

+1 (917) XXX-XXXX: 𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚜𝚎? 

Your fingers freeze over the keyboard. That asshole.

You: 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗? 

You: 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎

+1 (917) XXX-XXXX: 𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚡 

+1 (917) XXX-XXXX: 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚘𝚞𝚝…

You: 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢 

You: 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎?

Yoongs 🎧: 𝚈/𝙽.

Something about Yoongi’s message makes you pause. That's... weird. But before you can think about it:

+1 (917) XXX-XXXX: 𝚒𝚖 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚢

+1 (917) XXX-XXXX: 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 :)

+1 (917) XXX-XXXX: 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚢𝚊 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠?

"I'm assuming he means video games," Yeji says, still reading. "Not the fun kind of grinding."

You elbow her in the ribs.

You: 𝚔 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝

You: 𝚒𝚖 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚘

You: 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘

+1 (917) XXX-XXXX: 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 ��𝚞𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎? :)

Yoongs 🎧: 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙 𝚒𝚝, 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 

Yoongs 🎧: 𝙸’𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔

+1 (917) XXX-XXXX: 𝚗𝚊𝚑 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚕 

+1 (917) XXX-XXXX: 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚡 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 

+1 (917) XXX-XXXX: 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚡? ;) 

+1 (917) XXX-XXXX: 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜? 

+1 (917) XXX-XXXX: 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 :)

You're going to murder him. You're actually going to commit homicide, and Yoongi's going to have to find a new roommate, and you know what? He'll probably thank you.

You: 𝚛𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕

You: :)

"So," Yeji says as you aggressively save his number under 'Kuko🖕🏻', "this is fun."

"I hate him so much."

"Uh-huh." She glances at your phone, where he's still sending coffee emoji spam. "You know what this means though, right?"

"That I need better roommates?"

"That you're definitely getting this job." She taps the half-completed application. "Can't spend all your time at the apartment if you're working retail hours."

She... might have a point.

Kuko🖕🏻: 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚘 

Kuko🖕🏻: 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚢 

Yoongs 🎧: 𝙸’𝚖 𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚝 

Yoongs 🎧: 𝚈/𝙽, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛. 𝚆𝚎,𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛.

Your phone buzzes again, but this time it's the other group chat. Thank fuck.

Fuck The Patriarchy Book Club 📚

Irya 🌸: 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚜?

Irya 🌸: 𝚓𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗

Jin ☕️: 𝙲𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝.

Jin ☕️: 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚜.

Jin ☕️: 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝟻𝟶𝚔𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝟻.

Jin ☕️: 𝙶𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎.

Your phone keeps vibrating with notifications from the other chat. You peek at it. 

Kuko🖕🏻: ☕️

Kuko🖕🏻: ☕️

Kuko🖕🏻: ☕️

Kuko🖕🏻: ☕️

Kuko🖕🏻: ☕️

Kuko🖕🏻: ☕️

Kuko🖕🏻: ☕️

Kuko🖕🏻: ☕️

Jesus fucking Christ.

Yeji 🖤: 𝚙𝚒𝚣𝚣𝚊 𝚊𝚝 𝚢/𝚗’𝚜?

Yeji 🖤: 𝚠𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎 

Your head snaps up. "Excuse me?"

"What?" Yeji doesn't even look guilty. "You keep complaining about him, might as well know what we’re working with here."

You: 𝚋𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝

You: 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗

Irya 🌸: 𝚘𝚘𝚑 𝚢𝚎𝚜!! 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗??

Irya 🌸: 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 

Irya 🌸: 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎?

You let out a loud sigh, now considering Irya’s question. Because part of you thinks about bringing unwanted guests to the apartment, about how that could disturb the peace, especially for Yoongi.

But also? Also, Jungkook brought his friends last time. No warning, no group chat message to let you know you’d meeting random dudes in your pokemon PJs.

So he can suck it, honestly. 

You: 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎

You: 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘

Jin ☕️: 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙹𝚘𝚎’𝚜.

Jin ☕️: 𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎.

Jin ☕️: 𝙰𝚕𝚜𝚘, 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚍𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗.

Another cascade of coffee emojis floods your notifications. You switch back to the apartment chat.

Kuko🖕🏻: ☕️

Kuko🖕🏻: ☕️

Kuko🖕🏻: ☕️

Kuko🖕🏻: 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚡𝚡𝚡𝚡𝚡

Kuko🖕🏻: ☕️

Kuko🖕🏻: ☕️

Kuko🖕🏻: 𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛

Kuko🖕🏻: ☕️

Kuko🖕🏻: ☕️

Kuko🖕🏻: 𝚒𝚖 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎

Kuko🖕🏻: ☕️

Kuko🖕🏻: ☕️

Kuko🖕🏻: 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝟿𝟶% 𝚌𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚎

Kuko🖕🏻: ☕️

Kuko🖕🏻: ☕️

You hit mute so fast you nearly crack your screen.

You: 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚑 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚒𝚣𝚣𝚊 𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎

You: 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚈𝙾𝚄’𝚁𝙴 𝚋𝚞𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚎𝚓𝚒

Yeji 🖤: 𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚘 𝚗𝚘

Yeji 🖤: 𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝟻𝟶 𝚋𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚢 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔

Yeji 🖤: 𝚒𝚖 𝙱𝚁𝙾𝙺𝙴 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎

Irya 🌸: 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔? 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚎? 👀 

Irya 🌸: 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚞𝚢 𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔?!?!?! 💘

Jin ☕️: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐.

Jin ☕️: 𝙸’𝚖 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚜.

Yeji 🖤: 𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚢

Yeji 🖤: 𝚐𝚘 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜

"So," Yeji says, watching you aggressively fill out the availability section of your application. "Should we warn your roommate about pizza night or...?"

You think about the endless coffee emojis. About how he's probably still spamming them, the notifications piling up in your muted chat.

"Nope."

She grins. "Chaos it is."

You make it to your apartment after what feels like the longest trek ever, juggling the coffee capsules bag and your dignity. And no, you didn't buy them because of him, okay? You bought them because Yoongi deserves his caffeine fix. Yoongi, who actually helped you carry boxes up flights of stairs when you moved in. Yoongi, who warns you when the hot water's acting up. Yoongi, who—unlike some people—doesn't blast music at 3AM.

"Still can't believe you actually bought them," Yeji says for the fifth time, trailing behind you up the stairs. "Like, you're really just gonna enable his bratty ass?"

"They're not for him." You dig through your bag for your keys. "I got the regular ones for Yoongi. The vanilla ones are mine."

"Uh-huh." She's got that look again. "And you got the vanilla ones because...?"

"Because I like vanilla coffee." Your keys jangle aggressively as you search. "Not everything is about him."

"I offered to spike them," she reminds everyone, way too loudly for a hallway. "Could've made it look factory-sealed and everything."

Jimin looks slightly concerned. "Do I want to know why you know how to do that?"

"Probably not," Irya says cheerfully. "But that's why I love her."

You finally locate your keys, jamming them into the lock. It sticks—because of course it does, these old-ass doors—and you have to do that weird wiggle thing to get it open. "The last thing I need is a lawsuit for attempted murder by coffee."

"It wouldn't kill him," Yeji argues. "Just, you know. Mild poisoning. Character building."

"Pretty sure that's still illegal," Jimin says.

"Only if you get caught."

The door finally gives, swinging open to reveal... nobody. The living room's empty, thank fuck. No sign of Yoongi or—more importantly—no sign of him. Maybe they're both out. Maybe you'll actually get through this pizza night without any—

"Yo, this is actually nice," Yeji says, already making herself at home on the couch. "When you said 'bros' cave' I was expecting, like, beer pong tables and stolen street signs."

"Those are in Jungkook's room," you mutter, dropping the coffee bag on the kitchen counter. Not that you've seen his room. You haven't. Obviously.

Irya's examining the vinyl collection by the TV. "These are good albums. Your roommates have taste."

"Those are Yoongi's." Probably. You're like 90% sure they're Yoongi's. You've never actually asked.

"The place is surprisingly clean," Jimin notes, still hovering politely by the door. "Need help with anything?"

"Nah, just—" You pause as something orange streaks past. "Oh, shit, wait—Griffin, no—"

Too late. Your cat roommate's already winding between Jimin's legs, purring like the attention whore he is.

"You have a cat?" Irya drops to her knees immediately. "Oh my god, he's gorgeous."

"He's not mine." You dump your bag on the counter. "He's Jungkook's emotional support menace."

"Like owner, like cat," Yeji says, watching Griffin charm his way into Jimin's arms.

"True." You roll your eyes. "Demanding, dramatic, and constantly in the way."

Griffin headbutts Jimin's shin, purring louder.

"Should I..." He looks uncertain. "Is this okay?"

"Yeah, he does that." You start unpacking the coffee capsules. “He's harmless. Just attention-starved and thinks he owns the place."

"Again," Yeji says, "like owner, like cat."

"Pretty much.”

"At least the cat's cute." She stretches out on the couch, combat boots definitely leaving marks. "Makes up for the personality."

"Tragic how the genes weren't distributed evenly," you mutter, strategizing about how to arrange the coffee capsules in the cabinet. Normal ones for Yoongi, vanilla ones hidden in the back where grabby hands can't reach them.

Irya's still on the floor with Griffin, who's now rolled onto his back. "I don't know, he seems sweet."

"The cat? Yeah." You slam the cabinet open. "The owner? Walking nightmare."

"Speaking of nightmares." Jimin's still by the door, ever polite. "Should we maybe warn him we're having pizza here? Since it's his apartment too..."

You think about the forty-seven coffee emojis still sitting in your muted notifications.

"Nope."

"Absolutely not," Yeji agrees. "He can deal with it like she dealt with having his dudebro friends over last week."

Irya looks up from scratching Griffin's belly. "Oh yeah, didn't you say you ran into them in your—what was it?"

"Pokemon pajamas," you groan. "Look, they were clean, okay? And it was like, Saturday morning. Who has people over at Saturday morning?"

"Douchebags," Yeji supplies helpfully. 

You're about to agree when you hear it. A door opening down the hall. Footsteps.

Of-fucking-course.

"You bought the coffee, phoenix?"

The drawl comes from behind you, and you briefly consider whether jail time for murder would really be that bad. Jungkook's leaning against his doorframe in—are those fucking Sonic pajama pants?—looking like he just rolled out of bed. At 7PM. Because of course he did.

"Nice little reunion you got going on here, by the way." 

He yawns, running a hand through his messy hair as he saunters into the kitchen. Like this is totally fine. Like having your friends over without warning isn't exactly what he did last week with Hoseok and Taehyung—who, by the way, apparently has keys to your fucking apartment. 

You pointedly ignore him, which would work better if he wasn't literally heading straight for you. He reaches around you to rummage through the shopping bags, and you slap his hands away. 

“Get out of my stuff."

"Oh," he pulls out the vanilla capsules before you can stop him, "you actually got me the vanilla ones?"

"They're not for you." You snatch them back. "Get your hands off them."

He grabs for them again. "Pretty sure you bought them because—"

"I bought them for me." You yank them away, but he's already going for the other bag. "Oh my god, can you not—"

"So this is the pain in the ass?" Yeji's voice drips with disdain from the couch. 

Jungkook quirks an eyebrow, still trying to get his hands on your shopping. "Who's Cruella de Vil over there?"

You elbow him away from the bags. "None of your—"

"Another candle?" He snatches it up, holding it over his head where you can't reach. Dick. "Seriously? After last time?"

"If you'd stop making everything smell like balls and nachos—" You jump for it, but he just stretches higher, "—I wouldn't have to buy them, Rogue."

"I don't smell like—"

"Wait," Irya interrupts, and you catch her hiding a smile behind her hand. "Phoenix?"

"Rogue?" Jimin adds quietly from his corner, looking between you back and forth.

Jungkook's smirk widens as he finally lets you grab the candle back. "Oh, she hasn't told you that story?"

"We are not discussing this again." You shove the candle in its bag. "Ever."

"Why not? It's hilarious." He's fully grinning now, leaning his hip against the counter like he owns it. "Haven't told them about how you almost set the place on fire your first week here?"

"BECAUSE YOU ENTERED THE HOUSE LIKE A FUCKING—" Your hand's fisted in his t-shirt before you can stop yourself, and he's snickering, the absolute dick. "Like a complete psychopath," you finish through gritted teeth.

"The lock sticks!" He's still laughing. "I told you, it's an old door—"

"You didn't have to shoulder it open like the SWAT team!"

"You dropped a lit match!"

"Because you scared the shit out of me!" 

"Ugh," Yeji groans. "Is he always like this?"

"Worse," you mutter, finally releasing his shirt. "Usually he's too busy being edgy in his room with his electric guitar."

Irya's definitely smirking now. Jimin looks like he wants to disappear into the wall.

"Whatever, phoenix." He makes another grab for the vanilla capsules. "Rising from the ashes of your attempted arson."

"That's not—" You smack his hand away. "That's not why you started calling me that and you know it."

"Pretty sure it is."

"Pretty sure you're full of shit."

Griffin chooses this moment to abandon Irya and wind between Jungkook's legs, the little traitor. Jungkook immediately scoops him up, and you pretend not to notice how the cat starts purring instantly.

"See?" He scratches under Griffin's chin. "G knows I'm right."

"G's a whore for attention." You start shoving the shopping bags away. "He'd side with Satan if Satan had treats."

"So that's why he likes you."

"You calling me Satan now? Wasn't it phoenix? Pick your poison, dumbass."

"Nah." He's still petting Griffin, who's practically melting in his arms. "Just saying you're both dramatic as fuck."

"Says the guy who kicked down a door over a—"

"The lock was stuck!"

"Yeah? Like your head up your ass?"

“Do you two always do this?” Irya prompts. 

"No," you mutter, yanking the coffee bag away as he tries to sneak another grab at it. "When he's not gaming like a twelve-year-old, he's—stop touching my stuff!"

"Just checking what flavor you got," he says innocently, which might work better if he wasn't actively trying to steal the vanilla capsules. "Since you bought them for me and all—"

"I will actually murder you."

"With what? Another candle?"

"Keep talking and find out."

"Children," Yeji interrupts, looking physically pained. "Can we not?"

But Jungkook's already reaching for the bag again, and you swat his hand away. "I swear to god—"

"What? I'm just being neighborly—"

"You're being a pain in the ass—"

"Aw, you noticed?"

"Hard not to when you're—" You break off as he successfully snags a vanilla capsule. "Give that back."

"Make me."

"What are you, five?"

"Says the one hoarding coffee—"

"It's my coffee—"

"Pretty sure you bought it with daddy's credit card—"

The words hit like a slap and before you can think better of it, you snarl, "Fuck you."

Your eyes widen the second it leaves your mouth because you know that look on his face, that slight quirk of his lips, the way he's already—

You slam your hand over his mouth so fast you practically punch him, fingers digging into his jaw. He makes a muffled sound of protest, but you can feel him grinning under your palm, the absolute dick.

"Don't," you hiss. "Don't you fucking dare."

He raises his eyebrows like who, me? but you can feel him trying not to laugh.

"Okay!" Jimin claps his hands together, looking slightly alarmed. "So, pizza? Anyone want to look at the menu?”

“Oooh, that sounds promising.” Jungkook says, yanking your hand away. 

"Can't you leave?" You eye him. "Go jack yourself off while you look in the mirror or something. Maybe play your fucking guitar."

"Huhhh?" He's already propping his elbows on the back of the sofa, leaning over the narrow table that ‘separates’ the kitchen from the living room. "I want pizza too. Plus, your friends look nice." His smile is all teeth. "I'm sure they don't mind."

Jimin materializes next to you in the kitchen like some kind of conflict-sensing angel, pretending to be interested in the coffee maker. You know he's checking if you're okay, which would be sweet if you weren't currently fantasizing about drowning Jungkook in vanilla coffee.

"I mind," Yeji announces flatly.

"No problem!" Irya chirps at the same time.

Yeji shoots her girlfriend an exasperated look, but Irya just settles more comfortably against her side. You're going to kill both of them.

"Who's the pink pony over here?" Jungkook nods at Irya, and you see Yeji's arm tighten around her shoulders, hackles practically visible.

"Touch her and die."

"Aww, babe." Irya pats Yeji's thigh. "I'm Irya, and this little black cat over here is my girlfriend Yeji." She points across the room. "That's Jimin."

Jungkook glances back at where you're now aggressively reorganizing coffee capsules, Jimin hovering uncertainly beside you. There's something in his expression you don't like, mouth opening to say god knows what—

"And the third roommate?" Yeji cuts in.

You're about to answer but Jungkook beats you to it. "Yoongi's not here."

"Working late," you add, just to be contrary. "You know, like an actual adult with a job?"

"Unlike some people," Yeji mutters.

You snort at her commentary, and you tune out Jungkook’s comeback. Instead your eyes flicker to Jimin, who’s scrolling through his phone, probably looking at pizza options, when—

"Yo Jim, come here." Jungkook waves him over. "Let me look at the menu."

You grab Jimin's arm before he can move, linking it with yours. "I'm choosing first, wait your damn turn."

Jungkook rises from the sofa with a click of his tongue. "Come on, I just wanna—"

"Did she fucking stutter?" Yeji snaps, and Jungkook actually blinks, like he's not used to being shut down that fast.

You turn back to Jimin's phone with maybe a bit too much satisfaction. "Okay, so what are we thinking?"

"They have this new quattro formaggi that's supposed to be good." Jimin tilts the screen so you can see better. "Or the classic margherita—"

"Boring," you mutter, scrolling past. "Oh, what about the spicy one? With the—"

"The calabrese?" He zooms in on the description. "Spicy salami, fresh basil..."

"That looks good." You're actually getting hungry now. "Maybe we could—"

A shadow falls over the phone as Jungkook appears in front of you like some kind of pizza-seeking missile. He peers over both your lowered heads, close enough that you can feel the heat from his chest, and you resist the urge to elbow him in the ribs.

"Have you two decided?" His breath hits your ear. "Because I—"

You're about to grab a fistful of his hair and yank him back to a respectable distance when he snatches Jimin's phone right out of his hands.

"What the fuck—" You start to reach for him, but Jimin catches your wrist.

"It's okay," he says quietly. "Don't worry about it."

Jungkook's already scrolling, completely unbothered. "Yo, what do you two want?" He nods at the couch without looking up.

"Hawaiian for me," Irya pipes up cheerfully. "Yeji wants the diavola, extra spicy."

Yeji just grumbles something that sounds suspiciously like "men" and turns on the TV.

"Cool, cool." Jungkook's still scrolling. "Phoenix, you getting the calabrese?"

"None of your business."

"Just trying to make sure we don't order the same thing." He glances up with that insufferable smirk. "Unless you want to share?"

"I'd rather eat glass."

"Okay, so that's a no on sharing." He's still scrolling through Jimin's phone like he owns it. "I'm thinking meat lovers."

"Of course you are."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"That you're basic as fuck."

"Says the one getting—" he squints at the screen "—spicy calabrese, like some—"

"Can you two shut up for five minutes?" Yeji snaps from the couch. "Some of us are trying to hear the TV."

"My bad," Jungkook says, not sounding sorry at all. He hands Jimin's phone back—finally—and stretches. "Alright, four pizzas ordered. Now we wait."

You watch him sprawl onto the armchair—the one he keeps arguing it’s his (it’s not?)—like he belongs there, and something about it sets your teeth on edge. The casual way he's inserted himself into your evening, how he's somehow charmed Irya into actual conversation, how he keeps looking at you when he thinks you're not paying attention.

"Whatever, man." You push away from the counter, desperate to get away from his presence for at least two minutes. "I'm gonna get into my PJs, I'll be back."

You head down the hall, your skin prickling like he's watching you go. Which he's not. Obviously. You're just on edge because he's being more insufferable than usual, getting all cozy with your friends like he has any right to—

"Yo, phoenix, wait." Jungkook's voice stops you. "Remember that thing with the landlord? The, uh, maintenance form?"

"What maintenance form?"

"You mentioned to Yoongi about the lock sticking, right?" He's already moving towards you with that easy confidence that makes you want to punch him. "Super's been bitching about proper documentation. Needs your signature since it's your door."

He keeps talking as he approaches, something about liability and repair schedules, and it sounds legitimate enough that you almost miss how he's gradually crowding your space. Almost miss how each step brings him closer until—

He reaches past you, hand brushing your hip as he turns the handle. The door barely has time to click shut before Jungkook’s on you, his whole body crowding into yours, ushering you backward so fast you stumble. Almost fall.

“Jesus—”

Your balance tips, but before you can catch yourself, his hands are already on you—grabbing, steadying, possessive. A solid chest against yours, broad palms locking around your wrists before you can shove him away.

He grins down at you, smirky, flushed, pupils blown. That lazy, cocky amusement dripping from his expression like he planned this. Like he knows exactly what he’s doing.

“Relax, Phoenix.” His grip tightens, pulling your wrists just slightly apart. “You’re fine.”

And then his mouth crashes onto yours.

Hard. Messy. Zero warning, zero hesitation. Just heat and teeth and tongue, urgent like he needs to shut you up.

You match him instantly, kissing back just as fiercely, nails curling into his shirt, yanking him closer. His hair is soft under your fingers, thick and dangerous, and you tug—just the way he likes it. Just the way that always makes him groan, makes him grab.

Which he does. Both hands drop to your ass, full palms, fingers digging in like he can’t help himself. A rough squeeze that pulls a breathy sound from your throat before you can stop it.

He chuckles, low and wrecked against your lips, hips rolling slow and deliberate against yours. 

“Fuck—” Another squeeze, his voice dropping. “You get all mouthy with me, and then you act surprised when you turn me on?”

Your stomach flips.

His mouth is still moving against yours, sharp and demanding, and fuck—you’re dizzy, heat curling low and deep.

You don’t realize he’s backing you up until your spine collides with the wardrobe.

You wince. “God, fuck—”

Jungkook barely lets you finish before his teeth graze your jaw, lips dragging lower—

No.

You shove at his chest, breath coming fast. “What is your problem?”

His smirk is instant, panting slightly, lips wrecked. The fucking look in his eyes—smoky, half-lidded, shamelessly pleased with himself.

“Mm?” He tilts his head, like he didn’t just grope the hell out of you. “What?”

“You can’t—” A sharp inhale. You straighten your shirt, glare sharp enough to cut. “My friends are here.”

He blinks. Shrugs. "So?"    

"So," you bite out, "we are not doing this."    

Jungkook just looks at you, like you’re speaking a foreign language. "Doing what?"    

"Don't." You level him with a flat stare.    

His head tilts, gaze dragging over you, slow and deliberate. "I just wanted to talk."    

"Talk," you repeat, incredulous.    

"Yeah." He plants a hand on the wardrobe beside your head. Not caging you in—just existing in your space, like he belongs there. "Privately."    

Jesus fuck.    

"Nope." You press your palms to his chest, feeling the heat of his skin through cotton. "Not happening."    

"Phoenix." His voice dips, lazy and smooth, like he’s humoring you. "I'll be quick."    

A disbelieving scoff. "Absolutely the fuck not."    

He laughs, quiet and amused, like this is funny to him.    

Of course it is. Of course it is.    

You shove at his chest again. "They don’t know about this, and they’re not going to know about this."    

His brows pull together, expression open, genuinely confused. "Why?"    

Oh, you could kill him.    

"Because," you grind out, "I don't need them speculating."    

"Speculating about what?"    

"About us, dumbass!"    

The words land—and then he snorts. He just, snorts. Like you just told him a funny joke he lowkey doesn’t want to laugh at. 

"Oh, fuck off," you snap.    

His grin lingers. "Nix. We fuck. That’s it. No one’s gonna think we’re picking out wedding invitations."    

You glare. "You're missing the point."    

"I really don't think I am."    

"Rogue." You exhale sharply. "I don’t want them in my business, okay?"    

He watches you for a beat, head tilted like he’s reading between the lines.    

Then he nods. Simple. Easy. "Okay."    

You blink. "Okay?"    

"Yeah?" He shrugs. "You don’t want them to know, they won’t know. It’s not that deep."    

Right. Not that deep.    

It shouldn’t be a relief—he’s only agreeing because he doesn’t care—but your shoulders still drop a fraction.    

"Good," you say.    

He hums, gaze flicking over your face, considering. "I mean, it’s not like you gotta tell them I’m your boyfriend or something. Just that we fuck sometimes. What’s wrong with that?"    

You scoff. "Everything is wrong with that, Jungkook."    

He raises an eyebrow. "Like what?"    

Like—god, where do you start?    

Like the fact that this is supposed to be contained, something that stays locked in this apartment and nowhere else. Like the fact that you need to be in control of it because if you’re not, it means it’s spiraling, and spiraling is—    

Not an option.    

He hums, considering. The vibration shivers over your skin. "Interesting."

The fuck does that mean?

You glare at him. "What?"

"Nothing." But there's a glint in his eye you don't like. Knowing. Assessing. "Just seems like you're overthinking it."

"I'm not—"

"Ashamed?" His head tilts. "Embarrassed?"

Heat crawls up your neck. "Fuck you."

"I mean." A slow drag of his gaze, head to toe and back again. "If you insist..."

Oh my god. 

Your foot connects with his shin. Hard. He grunts, flinching back. Good.

"Touch me again," you growl, "and you lose your dick."

 He holds up his hands. The picture of innocence. "Message received."

"Is it?" You cross your arms. Narrow your eyes. "Because it seems like you're having trouble understanding basic fucking boundaries."

"Nah, I get it." But there's a wicked glint in his eye, and oh, that can't be good. "No telling your friends about all the filthy things we do."

"There is no we.” You jab a finger at his chest. "No us."

A slow nod. "Right."

"I mean it, Rogue." You hold his gaze, unflinching. "This?" A sharp gesture between your bodies. "Doesn't leave this apartment."

"Mm." His tongue swipes over his bottom lip. Deliberate. Obscene. "So I shouldn't mention how you like it when I—"

Your hand clamps over his mouth, muffling his words. "Finish that sentence and die."

He grins against your palm, wholly unrepentant. Bastard.

You drop your hand. Take a step back. "I'm serious, Ry."

"Oh, I know." But there's a curl to his lips you don't trust. Not one bit.

"Do you?" You cross your arms. "Because it sounds like you're angling for a free pass to run your mouth."

"Nah." He mirrors your posture, arms folding over his chest. “Just getting a feel for the rules."

Right. Sure. "The rules are simple." You hold up a finger. "Rule one: no one knows we're fucking."

A nod. "Easy enough."

"Rule two," you continue, "if anyone asks, we're just roommates."

"Uh-huh." His tongue presses against the inside of his cheek. Considering. "That all?"

Wariness prickles up your spine. "Why?"

A shrug. Too casual. "No reason."

Bullshit.

You shake your head. "Just—forget it. Are we done here?"    

Jungkook watches you for another long second.  

Then he nods. "Yeah, we're done."  

He turns, already reaching for the doorknob, when—  

"Oh." A pause. Like he just remembered something. "And just so we're clear—this isn’t exclusive, right?"  

You blink. "What?"  

He glances back, expression easy. Casual. "Like, I can fuck other people. That cool with you?"  

A laugh bursts out of you. Short. Sharp. "Why the fuck would I care?"  

His mouth twitches. "Dunno. Just making sure."  

"Well, consider it confirmed." You fold your arms. "Do whatever the fuck you want, just—"  

He lifts his brows. "Just?"  

"Don’t give me an STD." You level him with a flat look. 

He snorts. "Noted." A beat. Then, amused— "You want test results?"  

"Oh, fuck off, Rogue."  

"Just offering, Phoenix." His smirk lingers for half a second before his expression smooths out. "So, rule number three, then."

You narrow your eyes. "Rule what?"

"Rules." He gestures between you. "One: no one knows. Two: if they ask, we're just roommates." A pause. "Three: no feelings."

Something in his voice shifts, something light but pointed, like he's not saying it just for your benefit.

You scoff. "Yeah, no shit."

He nods once, satisfied. "Cool."

And then he's gone, door clicking shut behind him like the whole thing never happened.

The air in the room is suddenly too thick.  

You exhale sharply, back hitting the wardrobe, and press your palms over your face.  

God damn him.  

Not just for being an insufferable pain in your ass, but for being right. Because logically, there's no reason to keep this a secret—he's not your boyfriend, he's just your roommate who happens to fuck you sometimes. It's not a big deal. It's not anything.

But something in you rebels at the thought of anyone knowing. Of having to explain yourself, to justify your choices. You've had enough of that to last a lifetime, enough of measuring every decision against someone else's expectations. Enough of being told what you should want, what you should do, who you should be.

This thing with Jungkook? It's yours. Messy and stupid and probably a horrible idea, but it's yours. The one thing in your life that nobody gets to have an opinion about, that nobody gets to control but you. 

And maybe that's fucked up. Maybe normal people don't feel this desperate need to keep parts of themselves hidden, to maintain this iron grip on every aspect of their lives. Maybe they don't lie awake at night planning escape routes from their own decisions.

But you've never been very good at normal, have you?

You straighten, smooth your shirt, school your face into something neutral.  

Then you open the door, step back into the living room, and pretend like your world isn’t tilting.

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don’t tell my boyfriend! — [10] nice to meet you

synopsis. where jimin stalks her boyfriend’s ex-girlfriend after a certain incident happened and couldn’t help but grow hatred over her. coincidentally, her and jimin happen to be global ambassadors of the same famous luxury brand and have to work together for a commercial. at first, jimin despised the girl with all her flesh and bones but soon understands why her boyfriend fell for the young actress in the first place… because she was starting to fall for the young actress as well.

the following week came sooner than jimin had expected.

and by now, she was convinced she knew everything single thing about the actress.

it was supposed to be out of curiosity but the more she watched her interviews, her dramas and films, her photos, she always somehow craved more and dug herself into a deeper hole than she expected.

y/n’s height, weight, each of her body measurements; karina knew every bit of it. her birthday, her birth year, the hospital and even the floor she was born at. her hometown, what her favorite food were and what foods she hated. every. single. thing.

the way y/n walked, talked-

to put it shortly, she was losing her mind.

“are you okay?”

the idol’s manager questions her with a raised brow and confused expression.

“you’ve been zoning out the moment we picked you up.”

“o-oh, is that so?” jimin responds in a shaken manner. “must be the lack of sleep.”

the manager looks at her skeptically. then lets an apologetic sigh escape from her lips. “i know you probably have some… bitterness towards y/n- her fans rather, but don’t let those stupid shippers get in your head.”

bitterness?

don’t even sugarcoat it. it was resentment.

“im not letting them get to my head.” jimin defends herself, crossing her arms. because it wasn’t y/n’s fans, it was y/n in general. she looks out the car window with a blank expression. “if you’re worried about my professionalism towards this project, then don’t worry. I won’t let my personal life affect work life.”

the drive towards the designated place continues and they safely made it there. the moment jimin stepped out of the car, she bowed and greeted each staff she encounters in a respectful manner. she was then lead to to the dressing room to get her makeup and outfits done, but to her surprise, the actress wasn’t there.

“is she late?” jimin snickers in a mocking manner though she disguised it well to the makeup artist. she couldn’t believe one of the most prominent and famous ambassador was late to such an important project.

“i believe ms. y/n is currently chatting to the director. she got here extra early, you see.” the makeup artist responds to her with a smile.

jimin’s little smirk was immediately tugged of the moment the makeup artist responded. she clenched her fists and mutters out, “of course she did.”

it took quite awhile for the makeup artist and the stylist to get jimin done, but once she was, she was immediately lead towards location where they will be shooting at.

as she makes her way, she hears laughing and chatter. she looks towards where it was coming from and there she saw no one but y/n herself.

her face wasn’t visible since she was turning back from jimin, but the idol knew it was her just based off her tall height and the way she stood.

she was speaking to the director in a calm and playful manner as if they were already friends though jimin knew they weren’t since y/n has never worked with him before.

the director looks away from y/n for a moment and spots jimin and clap his hand excitedly.

“ah! there you are!”

she could only see the director from her peripheral vision, because her eyes were focused at y/n the entire time.

y/n’s perks up at the sound of the idol’s name and turns around and faces jimin for the very first time.

jimin’s heart skips a beat.

she’d rather die than say it out loud, but y/n was- is so beautiful then, just standing there as the lighting hits y/n’s, showing jimin her stupidly pretty features.

how is she real? jimin ask herself. she found it hard to believe that the actress was made out of flesh and bones like everyone was. y/n was just so painfully lovely to look at. free from any flaws or blemish.

y/n smiles at her before walking towards the idol.

“have you two met each other?” the director asks as y/n stands just in the middle between the two.

y/n shakes her silently, her arms behind her back.

“we haven’t met, but we have seen each other in shows.” she answers looking at the director before traveling her eyes towards jimin. the idol widens her eyes and looks away from y/n’s gaze, rubbing her arm awkwardly.

“hm…” the director hums as he sees jimin’s behavior, obviously shy and embarrassed around y/n’s presence. “i’ll give guys half an hour to break the ice. use that time wisely.”

“wait what-“ jimin looks at the director who walks away, in disbelief.

“you heard him.” y/n interrupts. jimin looks away from the director and met with y/n’s pretty eyes. “we should get to know each other. director’s orders.”

jimin opens her mouth to say something but instead just stood there awkwardly for a few seconds since she couldn’t let the words out.

“are you nervous?” y/n asks her with a chuckle and pats jimin’s shoulder in an attempt to comfort her. “how on earth can a pretty girl like you get nervous?”

jimin’s face flushes red… and she wasn’t sure if it was out of embarrassment or the way she was genuinely flattered by y/n calling her pretty.

the idol clears her throat and shakes her in denial. “i’m not nervous! it’s just… this is my first time working with someone who aren’t my members.”

“it’s an honor then.” y/n smiles at her. dimples. “to be the first person to work with you.”

fuck.

this woman was not only annoyingly beautiful, but also annoying kind.

“.. did you wait long?” jimin ask her out of the blue. “I didn’t expect you to be early and the makeup took forever to finish. i’ll be extra early too tomorrow so you won’t have to wait.”

“it’s not that i came early because i wanted to, it’s because it’s what i do. on the first day of set, i come earlier than expected because i want to chat with the director to let me know what exactly he had in mind. it won’t only be helpful for me, but also for you.” y/n responds to her in a soft tone.

“is that so?” y/n nods her head in response.

“and it’s a good thing i did. so i can help you if you’re having trouble.” y/n assures her with a kind smile. “so don’t be shy to talk to me if you’re having trouble.”

“i can manage.” jimin responds immediately and widens her eyes once she realizes her rude tone and response and mutters out an apology. “i didn’t mean it that way! i swear!”

y/n furrowed her brows in confusion and tilted her head. a small snicker falling from her lips.

“you’re different from what i expected you to be.”

jimin raises a brow at her statement and questions her back, “what do you mean?”

“I thought you’d be someone easy-going and confident in themself. but here you are, apologizing for absolutely nothing.” y/n answers her with a chuckle.

jimin blinks. then soon a smile tugs at her lips.

“you’re different from what i had in mind too.”

“really?” y/n spoke in an intrigued tone. “and what did you expect me to be?”

“someone scary.”

“me?” y/n points at herself in disbelief. “scary?”

“you’re so pretty, it’s intimidating.” jimin responds to which y/n smiles at. “I didn’t think you’d be someone easy to talk to… but here you are.”

“well, karina.” y/n offers the idol her hand. “it seems like we started on the wrong foot and gave wrong impressions of ourselves. how about we take it to the first step?”

“…it’s jimin.”

“pardon?”

“my name is jimin.” the idol responds to the actress.

y/n nods her head in understanding, her smile remaining at her lips.

“nice to meet you then, jimin.”

jimin smiles at the sound of her name. real name coming out of the actress’s mouth before accepting her hand, holding it gently.

“nice to meet you too, y/n.”

the two shakes hands.

time flew by in an instant as the two ambassadors began to chat about whatever. whether it was some hot gossip from either the kpop and acting industry, how they revealed cherished memories to each other, how they asked and answered each other’s questions, it felt like only ten minutes came by until the director came back with a satisfied expression on his face.

“good, you two broke the ice it seems.”

the two looked at each other and giggled.

“you could definitely say that.”

the director looks at the camera crew before demanding out, “get into positions!”

“that’s our cue.” the actress taps on the idol’s arm as she makes her way through. jimin nods her head and follows y/n.

the rest of the day was spent in filming. and though jimin was nervous and reluctant at first, it all changed thanks to y/n. through jimin’s talent and y/n’s experience, they wrapped up the first day of filming successfully.

“i enjoyed talking with you.”

the two ambassadors bid each other goodbye before getting into the vehicle.

they open their phones.

pre-chap. next. masterlist

tags. @xen248 @thefckghost @yunalvrrr @yeetaberry127 @lisaswifey @gtfoiydlyj @seunghancore @jeindall777 @multiliker @hyejin67 @1luvkarina @cwpiqwon @sunshinez4 @yoontoonwhs @wintersgff @celtyryuko @sixflame438 @rinapomu @ahnneyong @gayforalll @yukianism @winieter @inybits @nctislifue @pandafuriosa60

a/n: hey… *nervous chuckle* hey. how ya’ll doin?

[jkvjimin]

my gif wrapped 2024 🎊

tagged by my two loves @raplinenthusiasts and @cosmicdreamgrl 💜 to share my favorite set versus the most popular set from each month. tysm loves!

this year was a rollercoaster of emotions, def not my fave but i'm happy that i could manage it anyway. 1st of all, i want to thank every single one of you who's with me here in this. this blog was supposed to be a personal archive ngl, but i'm glad i make it public because otherwise i could not have met so many wonderful people who's going to stick with my forever (hopefully!). i love you all. so here we go:

jan: the series i started and was too judgmental to continue vs. actor tae honorable mention: the post that started it all

feb: a ytc concert set ofc <3 vs. yoongi being pretty as always honorable mentions: ot7 set and maknaes series

mar: lights babies vs. rapline enthusiast!!! honorable mentions: my fave ot7 set and this gif challenge here <3

april: the most beautiful creature on earth vs. THE rap line honorable mention: kayla's birthday set

may: my fave nose nosing hard vs. my minimoni heart honorable mention: orange yoongi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

jun: steph's birthday set vs. vmin vmining honorable mentions: my prince and my beautiful nose guy

july: koo and his daisies vs. who is my heart waiting for honorable mentions: lights and annie's birthday set

aug: my peace vs. my torment... honorable mentions: kelli's birthday set and koo's birthday project

sep: this gif challenge vs. the one who challenge my heart 24/7 honorable mentions: the one tattoed in my soul and sky's birthday set

oct: shena vs. nigans honorable mention: red maknaes!!! and julia's presents (1 and 2)

nov: winter ahead (pride and prejudice ver.) vs. ETHEREAL JIMIN honorable mentions: demon koo, one of my fave nose moments and my yoonmin heart

dec: literally vs. no words needed

that is it! thank you all. cannot wait to see what's coming next...

FUTURE'S GONNA BE OKAY 🖤

tagging: @heybaetae @jung-koook @cordiallyfuturedwight @kimtaegis @magicshop

@jinstronaut @yooboobies @btsjk-biased @taehyunghobi @rjshope

@kth1 @btsiu and whoever wants it! (please tag me in your beautiful work!!!)

[jeonscatalyst]

Not Jimin lying about going snowboarding with Jk only for Jk to call is lying ass out. Like idol like fans no wonder jokers always want what taekook have.

Anon,

You know sometimes I really worry about tkkrs’ reading and listening comprehension skills because there is no way in hell y’all are this dumb fr.

You couldn’t drag Jikook with Jk being on his phone this time so you twisted moments to use to drag Jikook as usual huh? What insecurities are you dealing with that causes you to act like a butt hurt side chick anon? Well…….

As you can clearly see, Jimin was mistaken and it is understandable why he was. He went snowboarding for the first time ever with Jungkook’s friends and seeing as Jimin and Jungkook were always together doing alot of stuff together alone and with friends it makes sense that Jimin would have thought Jungkook was there. My man doesn’t have a single lying bone in his body so please don’t project ok?

But what is really eating you up anon? Is it the fact that now you know that not only has Jungkook been around Jimin’s friends multiple times but Jimin has been around Jungkook’s friends too? Did that bust your little delusional bubble of joy anon? Is that why you and your cult are raving mad as usual?

Also anon, please no! Neither I nor my idol Jimin wants what taekook have. I’m sure Jimin doesn’t want Jungkook abandoning him at a ski resort alone and I certainly would not like to hear from either Jimin or Jungkook that the other left them all alone at a ski resort and chose to go back home with friends. Those are things you celebrate and truly believe validate your ship but to me, that debunks your ship 100% and shows once again that Tae’s priority will always be his wooga squad not Jungkook whom you think is his boyfriend. He choose to follow his friends back home and left his “boyfriend” all alone at a ski resort, a day before his enlistment he had all his wooga friends with him physically and only caught up with Jk via a facetime call (which was probably to show him his shaved head), he would choose not to go see Jungkook on his birthday but will make sure not to miss Wooshik’s. He would spend an entire break traveling with his wooga squad and doesn’t even bother to see his “boyfriend” once and the list goes on, so no anon, I really, really, really don’t want what your ship has.

Notice how when Jimin said “I went with your friends” Jungkook didn’t look surprised or ask “which friends”? You wish that was you huh?💀

[parkitrighthere]

Parkitrighthere wrapped 2024

Big love to @kingofbodyrolls (honestly, how are you so sweet? Teach me your ways) for tagging me!

Okay, so here’s the thing: I literally just started posting fics in October, so I have no business doing a wrap-up. But when have I ever let “having no business” stop me? Exactly. So here we are.

Let’s talk about 2024, aka The Year That Tried to Kill Me. It started all cute and hopeful, and then February said, “Watch this,” and yeeted me straight into the abyss. By March, I was officially doing the crying-in-the-shower Olympics (gold medalist here). Honestly, my mental health decided to host its own reality show, complete with plot twists, backstabbers, and… commercial breaks, apparently?

And don’t even get me started on my birthday. Like, crying on my birthday is practically tradition at this point, but this year? Oh, it was a performance. A symphony of sobs.

But hey, there were good moments too. I made some friends (hi, you lovely weirdos). Lost some too. All in all, I’m just happy this year is over.

2025, please be nice. And if you’re not, at least make it funny.

MOST POPULAR FIC OF 2024

ASHES OF A PROMISE Chapter 1

597 notes – October 16, 2024

(People liked this one, so I’m convinced it was a fluke. But hey, thanks for reading!)

LATEST FIC OF 2024

ASHES OF A PROMISE Chapter 2

388 notes – November 19, 2024

BLACK ORCHID PROJECT Chapter 1

215 notes – December 24, 2024

(This one’s my baby right now. Let’s see if I can keep it alive in 2025.)

FIC RECS OF 2024

Okay, so I didn’t read much this year because, you know, life was lifing. But here are some gems that I did read and absolutely loved:

Wild & Free by @ktownshizzle (this fic owns my soul)

Jenga by @closer-to-jungkook (my serotonin provider)

Esati by @closer-to-jungkook (I mean please write more because I need to read the next part, thank you)

Sprouting Love by @kingofbodyrolls (I will forever scream about this)

Tell Me What to Do by @letsbangts (love love love)

Down and Down by @kkukverse (I’m still spiraling)

Lady’s Honor by @chimcess (I wish to read more fics like this)

Sweet Love by @spideyjimin (this fic hugged me, I swear)

TOP STATS OF 2024

Total notes: 4,678 (which feels illegal?)

Total posts: 112 original / 143 (31 reblogs) (because I’m lazy) [check status here]

Total words written: 94.6k (which sounds fake but okay)

Top muses: Jimin and Jungkook (because duh).

TOP TEN TRACKS OF 2024

1. “Standing Next to You” – Jungkook (he owns my ears)

2. “Filter” – Jimin (it’s Jimin, need I say more?)

3. “Unspoken Words” – mxmtoon (crying into my coffee vibes)

4. “Room for You” – Madison Cunningham (soft and sad and everything)

5. “Moonlight Sunrise” – TWICE

6. “Alone With You” – Ardhito Pramono (chill vibes, 10/10)

7. “Closer to You” – Jungkook

8. “Double Take” – Dhruv (this song is a hug)

9. “Love Like This” – Zayn

10. “Gracie’s Song” – Ben Abraham

GOALS FOR 2025

Don’t die (the bare minimum, I know).

Write more (aka stop procrastinating).

Read more (stop doomscrolling, me).

Actually finish that one story (chill, you don't know).

Draw more (absolutely not stick figures).

Complete my articleship (cries in deadlines).

TAGGING (but no pressure!):

@closer-to-jungkook @livingformintyoongi @ktownshizzle

Here’s to surviving another year, my friends. Let’s hope 2025 doesn’t bully us too much. Cheers!

[namjoonscoffeeshop]

DEEP | HAND BOOK

Deep | M.YG ✧ Pairing: Min Yoongi x reader ✧ warning(s): explicit language, oral sex[female/male receiving], unprotected sex(USE PROTECTION),spanking ✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,fake dating au,contract ✧ synopsis; you're in love with your childhood friend but he does not see you more than just a friend. One day you ask him to be more than just friends, he agrees. a/n: comment to be in permanent taglist of main story

Min Yoongi

Birthday: March 9th 1993 Age: 23 Occupation/lives: full time student, lives next door to Y/n hobbies: writing, sleeping, hooking up, watching over y/n, hanging out with y/n, hanging out with his friends. talents: piano prodigy, poetry, guitar, wood working, basketball (ask y/n) passion/dream: music, become a producer. favorite foods: anything y/n cooks, his mothers/y/n's mother cooking favorite color: white spirit animal: a black cat major: Business management, minor: music technology best friends(who he considers): Jin, Namjoon, and hoseok friend group: Jin, Namjoon, hoseok, jimin, taehyung, jungkook, y/n, etc relationship status: single Y/n (fake dating), fuck buddies with y/n first love: y/n (she doesn't know) Things he's come to like cause of y/n: kissing, he's addicted to the taste of her lips even if the kiss leads to nothing more than just a make out session he is satisfied with just kissing, tongues sliding together as you both messily suck, exchanging breaths. it's heaven on earth for him. (will be updated) background: Min yoongi is a only child, his father is a successful entrepreneur with a 1.6 million dollar company. His mother is a retired teacher. He has a business management degree due to being the heir to his fathers company, chose to get a minor in music technology because of his passion in music.

Y/N

birthday: March 11th 1993 Age: 23 occupation/lives: full-time student, lives next to yoongi hobbies: reading, writing, hanging out with yoongi,(window) shopping, karaoke with jihye, baking, cooking, swimming. talents: baking, cooking, calligraphy. passion/dream: books, her dream is to open a cafe which is also a book store. favorite foods: yoongi's cooking, peaches favorite color: blue sprit animal: butterfly (specifically the emperor butterfly) major: business management, minor in writing best friends: Yoongi, Jihye, junho friend group: jihye, abby, serena, iseul, hana,nari relationship status: momentarily taken, fuck buddies with yoongi first love: yoongi (he suspects) background: y/n, only child. Her parents are both writers who publish children and university course books. y/n's mother met her husband through her best friend who was looking for a fellow writer to proof-read a project he was working on. y/n chose business management as her major due to wanting to open a cafe that is also a book store in the future. she has a minor in writing since she was stuck in between both degrees until yoongi convinced her to just take writing as a minor instead of giving it up.

Jeon Jungkook

Birthday: September 1st 1997 age: 20 occupation/lives: full-time student, has his own apartment hobbies: drawing/painting, guitar, boxing, taekwondo, gaming, photography, video editing, swimming, tattoo artist talents: boxing, painting/drawing, he drew every tattoo thats on his body passion/dream: - major: fine arts in film and photography best friends: Taehyung and jimin friend group: Jin, namjoon, hoseok, yoongi, jimin, taehyung, eunwoo relationship status: single first love: - background: - (will be updated in future)

Friends Kim namjoon(22)/major: music technology, minor in writing Kim seokjin(24)/graduated: film and visual arts, occupation: acting Jung hoseok(22)/major: fine arts (specialied in dance) Park jimin(21)/major: fine arts (specialized in dance) Kim taehyung(21)/ major: film and visual arts, minor in photography

RULES

1. Once we start this relationship, only I'm (yoongi) allowed to stop it. 

2. We aren't allowed to see anyone else

3. we will always use condoms, we will only have raw sex once 

4. finish inside, only once

5. we will have sex twice a week, and if both parties are up for it then the weekend as well

6. the moment I (yoongi) call this off, we will never talk again 

7. We will never have drunk sex, if yoongi can help it

read story here ask the characters questions/or questions about them/the story here and they will be answered in a Q/A.

taglist: @baechugff @yoongibaybee , @gimeow , @pjmsneverland , @eissenheimer, @taetaechim7 , @acquiescence804 ,@seoullove96 , @thetaehyungstan , @waitaminswife , @keshiadeija , @camelia122344 , @gaby-93 , @amarawayne

[jimin-updates]

Soldiers in Jimin’s division were able to participate in one of his birthday events!

Thank you to the organizers of the event, and happy birthday again, Jimin!

[lokisasylum]

Be Kind Be Like Jimin

[pennyluna]

IN SECRECY - Jin (Part 1)

Pairing: Jin x Reader(Y/N) (Female) 🔞🔞

Genre: Past Lovers - Enemies to lovers - Future?

Plot: You were starting to date Jin until one day he ghosted you without an explanation, so you went abroad but now you are back.

Word count: 2.3K

A/N: Hope you guys enjoy this one. It will probably be a two or three part story.

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TWO YEARS AGO.

Namjoon had been your best friend since high school, he introduced you to the boys during your first year of college and His friends became your friends. During Jimin's birthday dinner two years ago you met Jin. He was always travelling and you had heard stories about him but now it was finally time to meet him. You chatted and had fun the entire night and by the end of it the chemistry between the two of you was obvious. While at the club Jin poured you a shot to cheers about some silly joke you made but the alcohol only made the attraction stronger. He ended up kissing you after a couple of drinks and it started something between the two of you.

After that night the two of you would hang out often, specially at his off campus apartment, he would cook for you and then start make out session that would  interrupt your study sessions and the whole thing would turn into you moaning his name breathless while he was giving you the best orgasms of your life.

Only your close friends knew you were seeing each other, he wasn't your boyfriend but the two of you knew it was building towards a real relationship. You were happy, until one night everything changed. The two of you went to a house party with all your friends and some time through the night you decided you needed some air, you were getting drunk, maybe a little too much so you took a break and walked to the terrace on your own. Jin was inside playing beer pong and he was on a good roll so you didn't interrupt him. Your ex Joined you in the terrace and you guys had a conversation but that is the last thing you can remember of the night.

Meanwhile Jin was at the house party looking for you, he had seen you with your ex but didn't interrupt because he didn't feel the need to be jealous about it, he trusted you. Even though you didn't owe him any loyalty yet, he was falling in love with you and didn't want to scare you away with silly jealousies. After he couldn't find you he asked around until someone said they saw you getting in a taxi with your ex, his mind started rushing around but he didn't want to jump to conclusions, you wouldn't hurt him like that, right? He kept repeating that in his head while he headed towards your house, trying to stay positive. Your housemate let him in and when he knocked on your bedroom door, He was pretty sure he heard his heart drop once your ex opened your door, shirtless, no shoes and with his pants hanging loose around his hips and when he looked over your ex's shoulder he saw you laying in your bed.

Your ex's only words were "She is asleep now, can you talk tomorrow?" Jin didn't say anything, he walked away, heading home to get drunk and try to forget while staring into the wall of his living room. But he couldn't stop thinking about all the things you were probably doing with your ex right now. He trusted you and you hurt him but it wouldn't happen again.

When you woke up the day after, with a raging headache you were confused with the lack of memories. Then your ex explained what happened last night. When he left you called to check on Jin, the phone call wouldn't go through but you imagined he was sleeping still. After a few hours of not being able to get in touch with him you decided to go to his apartment but after knocking for a while and getting no answer you left. You quickly realized his profiles were no longer visible to you and after numerous attempts to contact him, you gave up. Namjoon  told you that Jin had left the city for a project but the fact he hadn't told you about it was confusing you. The guy you were in love with for the past six months had left and ghosted you. 

When he finally came back, he was totally different with you, he would freeze you out and when he did speak to you, it wasn't kind words, he was dismissive and plain cruel sometimes. You would see him often with different girls and by the rumors that were going around campus, he was sleeping with all of them. You couldn't understand this behavior but you were done waiting around for a man that was breaking your heart with every single action and every single word, so finally you decided to sign up to do the next semester of college abroad. However when that semester came to an end you decided to extend so one semester turned into two and before you finally decided to come back.

PRESENT TIME

You landed in Korea a couple of hours ago, Its so exciting being back and seeing your friends. Your bestie -who likes to pretend he is your big brother- Namjoon made sure your apartment was ready before you came back and now he is dropping you off there. 

"You should get some rest, I'll pick you up tonight so we can meet with the boys for dinner" Namjoon says while getting back in his car but once inside he rolls down his window and adds " You know that when I say 'the boys' I am including Jin, right?" 

"Ye- Yeah!" you smile at him. "That's okay. It will be fine" You say trying your best to sound as confident as possible.

Namjoon gives you a small smile and waves you goodbye, leaving you there in the lobby of your building thinking about Jin and flashbacks from the last time you saw each other haunt you.

Back on your apartment you unpacked your luggage, organized your apartment and took a long hot 'everything' shower, now just finishing oiling and moisturizing your body the door bell rang, you secure your bathrobe belt around your waist and head to open the door, expecting it to be Namjoon being early. Instead you find a handsome dark haired man staring right at you.  Jin. He is wearing a suit which tell you he came straight from work but why?

"So, are you gonna let me in?" Jin breaks the silence startling you and instantly you move out of the way so he can come in and close the door behind him.

Jin walks into your apartment and starts looking around it while  you seem to be frozen in place still by the door when his eyes come back to you and his head tilts questioning your behavior.

He gives you a little smirk and slowly walks towards you, once he reaches you he softly moves a strand of wet hair from your face and scans you with his eyes before lowering his head to yours and kissing you, its a strong kiss, it seems angry like usual but this time is also needy, your palm goes to his chest as if you were going to stop him so he backs away from you giving you a chance to push him away,  you bite your lip looking up at him and that little gestures pushes him over the edge, his lips are back on yours aggressively and with no signs of wanting to let go, his hand moves to the belt of your robe, undoing it, you let the robe fall and pool around your feet. Jin notices your bare body and a spark lights up his eyes, his hands caress your waist and then move to palming your ass, he groans into the kiss and in a desperately needy move he pulls you up by your thighs making you wrap your legs around his waist while he carries you to your bedroom. 

Jin places you on the bed but he stays at the end of it looking at you so you  lean on your elbows to see what he will do next. He looks magnificent while undoing his cufflinks, then his shirt buttons showing you his abbs and then finally his pants. You can already see how hard he is. Your mouth waters from how much you want him and as if he can sense your desperation Jin falls on top of you wrapping a hand around your waist and balancing with the other to pull you further up in the bed. 

Once he is done positioning you he starts tracing kisses from your neck to your nipples then around your bellybutton and then lower, until you can feel the warmth of his breath on top of your pussy. He gives you a look before he starts exploring you with licks and little sucks of your core.  You are moaning but its when you start gasping for air that he knows how close you are to your orgasm, but when you think you will get it, he stops. You make a noise as a complain and he responds by simply rolling you around so that your chest is flat to the bed and then pulling your ass up so your core is exposed to him he separates your butt cheeks and then deepens his head to give a long wet lick from your clit to your ass hole making you moan. Next thing you feel is the head of his cock caressing your entrance, he is rubbing it against you teasing you and you cant help but perk up your butt and try to pus against him, letting him know you want him, letting him know you are ready for him. 

He gives your butt cheek a small smack before entering you, deeply, making you feel full and making you gasp in surprise. He is going in and out of you at a steady pace letting you adjust to his size but you want more, you need more, your legs are vibrating due to the release that he denied you before, you need it now, you need to cum and so you start pushing your hips back and forth, fucking yourself on him and he lets you. He groans and holds your hips tighter, he is close too so he starts fucking you harder, he is panting while pushing into you, again and again and again until he feels you clench around his length and finally obtain your orgasm, he feels your legs are weakening so he holds you up by your waist so he can pump into you a couple more times getting himself to a release before pulling out of you, letting go of your waist and releasing his cum over the small of your back.

The both of you lay there trying your best to bring down your breathing to a normal pace. The room is quiet and you turn to look at him laying there  next to you in your bed, he was already looking at you, son you lay there looking into each others eyes. For a second you forgot what he had done to you but you don't want so you interrupt the moment.

"You couldn't have finished in your hand or something?" you say huffing.

"Why use my hand when I can use you?" He says smirking.

You roll your eyes at him while he uses the tissues from your bedside table to clean you. You are about to head into the bathroom when your phone starts ringing, Namjoon's name flashing on your screen, you answer it looking at Jin who is now getting dressed. 

"Hey Joon! What's up?" you say trying your best at sounding normal.

"Hey, you didn't answer my message... are you ready? I'm on my way to pick you up!"

"Already?" you say looking at your phone to check the time -Oh my god- "Oh I'm not ready yet, can you-"

"Don't worry I know... I'll just hang at your place while you get ready.. be there in 5." Namjoon doesn't let you talk and hangs up, you hate it when he does that.

"FUCK." you say, starting to panic "He is gonna be here soon, you need to go." You tell Jin while handing him his jacket. You grab your robe and start fixing your bed but stop when you notice Jin quietly laughing.

"Don't worry, he wont find out, you are good at this." He looks at your confused face before continuing while pointing at your bed "Sneaking around behind men's backs."

"What?" you say even more confused than before. "I'm not-. I just don't want them to find out about us like this."

"Don't worry (Y/N), like I said, they wont find out. I don't want them to find out." He says walking through the front door "And let's make one thing clear. This is fun, the sex is great but there is no us." 

You stare at the closing door feeling hurt by Jin's cold words but knowing that he is right. Your friends cant find out about this, they cant find out about how the two of you met in London eight months ago by chance at a college event while he was visiting his friends, They cant know about how the two of you ended up hooking up after a pub night. They can't find out about the little habit the two of you caught of ending in the same bed every time you had a chance and every time you were in the same city. They cant know your secret... How you are fucking the guy who broke your heart for no apparent reason almost two years ago without an explanation because you never really got to have a conversation about why he changed like that in the past or about anything, He would leave every time you tried to ask him, so you stopped trying and decided to enjoy the great hate sex. But what will happen now that you are back? Was this the end?

[jmdbjk]

Happy 27th Birthday, Jungkook.

Before the highly anticipated Are You Sure Sapporo episodes begin I wanted to take the opportunity to mention a few thoughts about the series so far.

In the beginning, they told us we'd see the fun, the not so fun and the chemistry between Jimin and Jungkook. The "real" them. I think they've delivered that so far.

They didn't have to leave in anything about Jimin's stomach issues. They didn't have to leave in anything that implied Jungkook wasn't sure what the shows would be about in those first moments of the series. For the first two U.S. episodes, there was enough footage that they could have edited together a couple of nice 30 minute episodes that showed them eating, drinking, kayaking, enjoying a yacht ride.

But they included the moments when Jungkook was sort of questioning the purpose of it all. They included the very real moments of Jimin not feeling well at all.

In the three Jeju episodes, they included the extra dynamic of Taehyung. By then, Jungkook was fully invested in the show being his and Jimin's. From the uncertainty of Tae's arrival and what to think of it to the final "glad he was with us" we got to see the three being real.

They were messy, sloppy, sleepy, distracted, and perfectly themselves.

There were a few moments when Jimin and Jungkook's natural flow seemed to catch Tae off guard. The things we saw were meant for us to see. The good, the bad and the ugly. Were there things actually edited out that we'll never see? Or maybe we'll see in one of the behind episodes? Possibly.

Did they roll with it and keep moving? Of course they did.

And now we are anticipating the first of the Sapporo episodes. I feel like we'll be very emotional by the last episode, not only because we've looked forward to this project for so long and hate to see it end but because we know what happens next.

These days they spent in Japan were mere days before they enlisted. They were facing their own "unknown." We know it had to be heavy on their minds. I don't want to try to predict what they'll talk about. I am not going to expect them to talk about anything specific. I just want to enjoy these next few episodes knowing they are together right now, Jimin wishing Jungkook a happy birthday, probably taking pics of him, and knowing they have ALL of these wonderful memories to share between them when they have those challenging days and knowing that they knew they'd chosen the right thing for themselves in enlisting together.

[phenomenalgirl9]

Into you: Park Jimin x Reader

Summary: You never really took Jimin seriously, how could you? He's an Idol you are a staff. He has been trying to grab your attention regardless, however when a certain junior steps in, Jimin loses his cool.

W/c: 1.7k

A/n: Happy Birthday Jimin ssi! To the comfort person everyone deserves! You have been a pillar to my existence. And today I thank you, for existing. I am not confident much about this one though.. hehe.

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"And he's looking at you again" Nika, your friend and coworker said as she looked past you towards this certain pretty man. "He must be looking at something. Why would he look at me?" You asked and shook your head. "I swear you just moved across the room and his eyes moved with you" she pestered. "So what? It doesn't really matter, he must be looking at something. Maybe I look funny to him" you tried to "reason" and she just gave up with a "you're unbelievable" under her breath.

"Hey Y/n ssi? Need some help?" You heard his voice and smiled (as much as you could while being nervous as fuck. Cause, he knows your name? Even though he totally should as you've been working with him for over 3 years now) "no this is fine" you replied. " But it looks really heavy" he pushed "are you going to the 17th floor?" He asked and you nodded, "I'm heading the same way, let me help" he said and got the bag from you. "Park Jimin nim you really didn't need to carry that" you tried to mutter. "But I wanted to," he said as his eyes disappeared into crescents. Thank god only Nika was in the room yet and she broke out into a grin the moment she watched Jimin hand you your bag and then the two of you bow and he walked away.

"Shut up" you said, "I didn't say anything!" Nika protested. "I know you want to!" You said and then you looked towards the door where Enhypen entered. Yes, you were supposed to style Enhypen for the shooting of their practice video for their new comeback.

"Noona!" Heeseung cheered as you smiled, you heard Nika mutter "here we go again".

"Noona. How have you been?" Heeseung asked with a wide smile as he plopped down on the chair in front of you. You started with putting on basic makeup as it was only a practice video.

"Noona, you weren't there for the mv shoot, were you?" Heeseung asked and you shook your head as you fixed his hair. "I was busy with a project with Park Jimin ssi" you said. "Well she's here today" Nika said from behind the next chair as she fixed Sunoo's hair with a smirk and you shook your head.

Yes, you did notice the many times that Heeseung glanced at you during the practice through the mirror or directly, at times.

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"Y/n?" Your senior Junmin called you. "Yes?" You asked. "I know it's a bit last moment, but can you come in tomorrow?" He asked and you turned and looked at him. "Yeah, I know it's the last moment but he really wants you and your team there," Junmin said. "Who?" You asked. "Jimin" he said and you heard Nika choke on her juice. "Okay. I'll do it" you said.

And hence, here you were, driving while Nika cursed at you for waking her up at 6 on an off day for a shoot. "You couldn't say no to your lover boy?" She grumbled and you shook your head.

"I'm so sorry for calling you to work on your off day" Junmin said as soon as you entered the jet where the rest of the staff were. Nika grumbled and sat down, closing her eyes.

You stepped onto Tokyo and smiled, it's been a while since you came here. "Let's grab some ramen before we go to the arena" you said, grabbing Nika's hand as you walked.

The arena is just as huge as you remembered from back when you came with BTS as a group a year back. You entered the area with the Hybe artists and even before you could greet Jimin. Heeseung came running with an out of breath Niki. "Hey Noona! I didn't know you were coming" he said with his charming smile and you just smiled and shrugged as the two were called back. You could see Jimin from afar and it seemed like he was looking at you. Did he glare at Heeseung? No, it was probably your misconception. You bowed and greeted him, as he did the same, his eyes disappearing in those familiar crescents. "I'm glad you could come" he said.

Soon you and your team git busy with styling and dressing up the group of dancers, doing their makeup. Jimin waited patiently as he would be the last to get ready. You reached him and smiled, you bowed down to attach the styler with the electricity outlet and noticed how Jimin put his palm over the corner of the table to avoid your head from bumping into it and blushed.

Jimin has always been like this, a comment here, a gesture there, you've never really taken them to your heart though. He is Park Jimin, it's just his generosity, even though those comments and gestures were enough to knock you out with the rate at which your heart sped up. You started applying his make up as you felt Jimin's eye on you, his whole unwavering attention on you. He didn't look away like you're a wonder on this earth. You could feel as if he was staring at your lips when you were applying lipstick on his soft, plump, KISSABLE lips. You let your mind wander on how they'd feel against yours and you realized you were staring, but then you realized so was he. You stopped and walked to the side, to act to gather your things. You took deep breaths in and out. Then you gladly found your brushes there and you picked them up. You found him still staring at you.

"It's nothing, it's nothing. He's just casually flirting with you, cause you're getting flustered. Get a grip" you told yourself. And started doing his hair, avoiding his gaze at all costs. "You're done" you muttered and slipped away before Jimin could get out a word. You collided with someone, more like a firm chest. "Are you okay?" The person asked, "yeah I'm-" you looked up and stopped. "Heeseung ssi" you said and smiled. "Please noona drop the ssi" he said "are you okay though?". "Yes I'm fine" you assured him. "Y/n?" You heard Junmin behind him and peeped from his side. "Please lend us a hand if you're done there" he requested and you nodded and sped walked inside to grab your kit, "do the touch ups" you told Nika and walked out.

"The fan choice award goes to Enhypen!" You were just fixing Heeseung's hair as he was about to go on stage. "Thanks noona" he said with the same smile he always does "don't mention it, Heeseung", making the boy smile wide as he turned towards you one last time and walked away. That was when you felt a soft touch on your shoulder. You turned to see Jimin standing there, an award in hand. Yes, he won the soloist of the year, everybody congratulated him, while you focused on fixing Enhypen's hair.

"Can we talk?" He asked with his smooth soft voice. "Um.. I think Junmin might need me" you said and tried to walk away.Jimin looked around and lightly grabbed your hand and walked to the green room and locked it.

"Why" was all he said as he placed the award on the table. "Why? What? Jimin nim" you asked looking for ways to run away but you couldn't, he stood in front of the door and there was no chance anybody would come cause Enhypen and TXT would be performing close by. "Why do you do this?" He asked "You've always kept running away from me. Never once taking anything I say seriously and I keep wondering maybe it's only me who feels this" he said pointing at himself and you, "but then you look at me like maybe I am not wrong, you give me hope and you run away again" he said and ran his hand through his hair. "That's cause I can't feel for you. You are You and I AM ME! Why would YOU being in that shiny world of yours look at me?" You asked. "Cause I've been in love with you for all these years! It physically aches when I see that kid loitering all around you, looking at you like how only I should be looking" he said. "You can't l, I-I can't. I just can't" you said and started pacing around, a thing you do when you're stressed. "Y/n" Jimin just said and took a hold of your hand and pulled you close. So close, you could feel his breath fan on your lips. "Tell me you don't feel anything," he said looking deep into your eyes. You felt the heat creep onto your cheeks and ears as your heart sped up as if you've run a mile. "Tell me you didn't think of this" he said and immediately pulled you even closer, crashing his lips onto yours. You were wrong, they are even softer than what you had imagined. You felt him pull you by the loops of your jeans as the two of you crashed onto the couch. You straddled him as your lips moved actively against his in synchronization. His soft palm anchoring you to him as he pulled away leaving a thread of saliva and attacked your neck, the touch of his soft lips and his teeth felt like a different euphoria as he marked you making you a moaning mess. "You're mine, you have to be, I can't take it anyway else" he said, and he got you settled onto his lap and you rested your head on his chest. You could hear his heartbeat, it was fast but in sync with yours. And you understood how deep you both were, into each other. Cause no matter how much you deny yourself you can't think of being there with someone else, it's always been him.

It was a different aspect of how you'll explain Nika or anyone as a matter of fact, why you suddenly have an angry hickey on your neck. But that's a thought for after your daze over Jimin is over. He kissed you again trying to put all his feelings into it, trying to say all that was left unsaid. He then looked at you and you said "let's try this".

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