#jungkook songfic

[jeonbunnie]

hate you

pairing: reader x jeon jeongguk

summary: This time, the break up breaks Jeongguk

genre: angst

content/warnings: ex-boyfriend!jeongguk; established relationship;break up!au; drinking; suggestive thoughts

Soundtrack: hate you— by Jeongguk

a/n:hi hi! long time no see. thought i’d break into the new year with a lol drabble based on beloved lol drabble i wrote last year. you don’t have to read the last posts to understand but you read them for context here and here.

word count: 1.2K

It's not the truth. It's not the cure. But hatin' you's the only way it doesn't hurt.

Jeongguk tipped his head back, letting the liquid gold slide down his throat. Chugging his beer was nothing, especially when he’d had so much practice lately. But when he slammed down his empty glass on the bar, there was no satisfaction or warmth blooming in his chest to erase that hollow feeling lingering inside him since last year. 

Since you.

“Hey, slow down,” chided Namjoon beside him. “Haven’t you had enough?”

No. Jeongguk’s sure there’s not enough alcohol at this party to drown out the taste of your lips on his or the memory of what it felt like to hold you in his arms and feel your smile against his cheek. Not when he has a front-row seat to watch you do all those things with someone else. 

But damn it all to hell. He’d rather die trying than sit here sober with the cold, hard reality of watching you move on with someone new. 

Jeongguk doesn’t mean to be an ass, ignoring his best friend’s concerns (he’s sure they’re valid). It’s self-preservation, not noncompliance, that has him reaching back into the cooler to pull out another cold one. 

“Jeongguk, I’m worried about you.”

Jeongguk laughed. “I’m fine,” he said. . . But his voice is low and bitter and sharp like poison.

Namjoon shook his head, “You’re not fine, Jeongguk. You’ve been self-destructing since you broke up with (Y/n).”

“Yeah, well, maybe this is my karma.”

Jeongguk used to think luck or fate brought the two of you together, having always run in the same friend groups and circles. But now, it seemed his luck had run out, or fate thought it’d be a cruel joke to keep him in your orbit even after you broke up. 

No, this had to be some kind of punishment for running away from your love. In return, he was forced to watch your love story play out with someone else.

Literally. Jeongguk’s so fucking jealous; it’s all he can do not to stride across the room and rip you away from the stranger you’re currently entangled with. The sight is enough to make his blood boil, and he can’t help the tick in his jaw or keep the glare out of his eyes.  

 Jeongguk can’t stop staring at the fucker who has his tongue down your throat. 

It should be his tongue down your throat. His hands on your ass, pulling you close and your grinder, your bodies impossibly close, and only hoping to get closer. Because you’re his. 

Or at least you used to be.

The thought alone is enough to have Jeongguk flag down another drink. But before he could reach for another cold one, Namjoon blocked him off. “No. You’ve already had one too many.”

“So what? Who cares if I get a little fucked up?”

“I care. This isn’t you.”

Jeongguk couldn’t help the rueful smile that split across his lips. “Maybe it is me. I fucked it all up.”

That’s the worst part. That ugly feeling in his chest, the jealousy burning him up inside as he watched you love another. It was all his fault. 

It made Jeongguk sick to see you laugh, eyes sparking at something this asshole said because he remembers when that look was reserved only for him. And now here you were, giving it to another. Jeongguk knew he had no right to feel this jealousy. Not when he’s the one who set you free. But still—It should be him taking you home tonight, stripping off your clothes, pounding into your tight little—

Fuck.

Just the thought of having you again had him hard. He couldn’t turn it off, the need for you. He couldn’t keep his hands off you even when he ended things. He replayed that last night in his head like a broken record, but he couldn’t rewind time like he did his memories.

“Jeongguk. . .are you crying?”

“No,” he said. And then, “Maybe.”

“We don’t have to be here. You wanna get fucked up? We can do that in any bar. It doesn’t have to be here. 

“Why are you torturing yourself?” 

“You’re a good friend, Joon. But I can’t. I can’t walk away.” Yeah, he knew it was ruining him, making him bitter, but if this was the only way he could be close to you, then so be it.

He can’t help it. That’s what he tells himself. He can’t help but watch you—crave you—even if you don’t so much as glance in his direction.

Or maybe he’s torturing himself because it’s what he deserves. 

“I’m not gonna watch you destroy yourself over some girl.”

“She’s not just some girl.”

You were everything. You were golden. Or at least that’s what it felt like, loving you. 

You were the heat of summer. The only warmth on a cold winter day. You were the golden light of the first sunrise and the radiant glow of the sun setting low. You were the only bright spot in this cold, dark world.

You were the fucking sun. 

And without you, Jeongguk might as well be dead inside. 

Jeongguk wasn’t blind (but god, did he wish he was right now). He knew it was over. It was clear as day you’d moved on—and worse—that you’re happy with someone new, someone that’s not him. He starts towards you, ready to tell you as much, get on his knees, beg your forgiveness again, and plead for your safe return into his arms when the world tilts and his vision blurs.

It’s Joon who helped him stay upright. Joon, who took the beer can from his hands and slung an arm around his shoulder, guided him through the crowd. 

“You’re so wasted up right now. I’m taking you home.” 

Joon, who drove him back to his apartment and led him to the bed. 

It felt like seconds, or maybe it’s been hours; Jeongguk couldn’t tell. He’s too fucked up to be sure of the footsteps he takes passing between doors. He only knew where he was when his face planted into the comforter, and the laundry scent told him he was home.

Because it’s your scent. Or rather, the smell of your laundry detergent. It was the only thing you left behind when you moved out, and now Jeongguk bought it for himself, clinging to the only piece of you he could have. He could almost pretend you were right there with him if he got under the sheets and closed his eyes.

Jeongguk’s the one who broke it off, but he can’t even remember the reason why now. It was stupid, thinking your relationship was too comfortable, too boring. Maybe it wasn’t perfect, but it was good, wasn’t it? Why did he ever want to explore something else? But in the short months you were apart, all he discovered was that for him, there was no one else.

Jeongguk wished he could blame it on something, someone, anything else. It’d be easy to blame it on you, but you were blameless. He almost wished that you lied, that the betrayal he felt blooming had started when you were still together so that this anger inside him could be directed elsewhere.  

It’d be so much easier to paint you as the villain, but that’s not who you are in his story. You’re the one who got away. 

It’d be so much easier for Jeongguk to hate you—not love you.

But he can’t. So, instead, he just hates himself. 

For being weak and losing you.

For falling in love too late. 

[thedeluluverse]

Summary: It is your mission to hang out with and support your boyfriend today, his stubbornness be damned (lovingly)!

Pairing:  idol!Jungkook x therapistgfF!reader.

Genre: idol!au, fluff, angst from mental health issues, established relationship, songfic

Word Count: 1, 473

Warnings:  mentions of depression/isolation, slightly stubborn Koo

Author’s Note: I’ve liked Paramore for as long as I can remember and especially applying it to Jungkook gives it a whole new meaning! Had this idea which is inspired by the song “Be Alone” by Paramore.

It’s a beautiful Thursday afternoon and you are enjoying the breeze through your open windows as you wrap up cleaning your apartment on your rare day off. As you finally sit down, you grab your phone and text your boyfriend of 10 months to see if he’s free.

Y/N: Hey Koo! Just finished cleaning and after I freshened up I was wondering if you’d like to grab boba and go hang out at the park! I understand if you’re busy, but I just miss you, so I wanted to ask. Hope you’re having a good day! <3

                With the text sent, you are off to do some rewarding self-care and a much-needed shower. About half an hour later, you hear back from Koo; as you see his name light up your phone, excitement courses through you since both of you have been busy lately and you really hope he accepts your offer. Inputting your passcode, you can see his message which reads:

JK: Hey love, I hate to disappoint you, but I’m not really in the mood to hang out or be in public today. I can call or facetime you later if you want though, just let me know. <3

                As you read his reply, your heart sinks a bit. You understand he has these bouts of heightened introversion, as you do, so you think of another plan quickly!

Y/N: Okay, I get that honey! You’ve been doing so much lately I don’t blame you at all for wanting to be a homebody XD How about I pick up some banana milk and ramen and come hang out with you and Bam? 😊

JK: I told you y/n, I’m not in the mood to hang out. Not today at least.

Y/N: Oh okay, thought that was just a “no” for going out in public. Sorry if I bothered you…

JK: Aish! Not everything is about you y/n! You aren’t bothering me; I just want to be alone today alright?

Y/N: *sniffles* Alright. TTYL.

                After sending your reply, you put your phone on silent and decide to resume your art project with music blaring in the background to try and stop your thoughts racing. The fact that Jungkook is never that short with you, especially via text combined with your disappointment of not getting to see him has you ready to crawl into bed for the rest of the day. On his end, he realizes he’s upset you once he sees not only your short reply but the periods after both which is something you don’t typically do for replies that simple.

                Fast forward about an hour and your picture is almost done which makes you feel better but it’s almost done which means all of the feels are starting to come back. You are tempted to check your phone but he wants to be alone so why give yourself false hope? Pushing away the tempting thought, you fix yourself some food instead. As you sit down, you grab the blanket next to you and drag it over you; as you do so, your phone, that you forgot was buried in it, flips screen up revealing a string of notifications from none other than your worried boyfriend. Deciding against ignoring it further, you open your phone and read his thread which started about ten minutes after you had started busying yourself.

JK:  Hey y/n… I feel like I upset you and if that is the case, I’m really sorry.

JK: I’m just not having a good day and I shouldn’t have taken it out on you.

JK: I am ready to talk though if you are.

JK: Babe…. You’re starting to worry me, please reply even if it’s just a period.

JK: Y/n, it’s been an hour are you okay?

JK: Alright, if I don’t hear back from you in 10 minutes I’m heading over.

                That text was 8 minutes ago and now you feel bad for worrying him so much. He knows that you also have mental health issues and have had dark thoughts before which tend to get worse the more you isolate yourself plus getting triggered by his aggression. You know you had a valid reason for ignoring your phone. You are attempting to break your cycle of constantly checking your phone or pushing for info so yeeting your phone was your solution. Although, you admit now, maybe putting it on silent was a step too far. After all, there could have been an emergency with him or your best friend Nari! You start typing so he sees the bubbles at least. After a moment, you have crafted your reply.

Y/N: Firstly, I am okay, didn’t mean to worry you.

Y/N: Secondly, I was upset in fact and I’m glad you realized that. I get if you need alone time, but the aggression was triggering and that plus me missing you was just not a good mix. I figured instead of trying and pry more, I’d just leave you be so I made my reply short.

Y/N: Thirdly, I do want to know what’s going on and would like to talk to you. Let me know when you’re ready for me to call.

                No sooner had he read the reply, did your phone light up with his face on an incoming call. He explains that his depression randomly kicked in late last night and he didn’t want to agree to hang out with you and you be bored. He didn’t really have anything to bring up in this state and just wanted to stay on his couch rather than go out. He didn’t excuse the aggression, rather explained where it came from as it wasn’t like him. The frustration with his brain, plus missing you, plus feeling like he was disappointing him just turned into a tornado of aggravation towards himself and in his weakened state, it slipped out to you. You understood where he was coming from 1000% and accepted his apology as you could tell it was genuine.

                As the conversation ended, you thanked him for opening up to you and let him know that he can always tell you anything. He thanked you more for listening and appreciated the offer, but you already see so many clients a day that he didn’t want to add more onto your plate. Scoffing lovingly, you let him know that being a therapist means that you learn how to not take on everyone else’s stuff but still be there for them; and you especially wanted to be there for him.

                Understanding your points, he hummed in agreement but stopped you as you tried to end the call:

Y/N: Alrighty jagi, I’ll let you go now. Hope you feel better and just know I’m here if you want okay? See you la-

JK: WAIT! JAGIYA!

Y/N: You know one day if I need hearing aids you’re paying for half right? What is it hun??

JK: First of all, I didn’t hear you complaining the other night when I was being loud *smirking can be heard*

Y/N: *pouts in silence at his valid point even though you both know that’s not what you meant*

JK: *chuckles* Wow, didn’t think I’d be able to laugh today, thanks y/n; anyway, if you still want to, I’d really like if you came over like you said earlier. I haven’t really eaten anything today or gotten groceries since I’ve been so busy…plus I really miss you.

JK: I mean, I understand if you don’t want to, I’m kind of boring today.

Y/N: Well, I’m glad I could help your mood a bit Koo : ) I’m down! I’ll go grab some things at the store by your place so it’s still hot when I get to you! And stop that nonsense! You’re never boring to me, and you should never feel the need to entertain me. Your presence is more than enough my bun bun. See you soon baby!

JK: I can’t wait to have my favorite person here! The ramen and banana milk are just a bonus 😉

                About 30 minutes later, you arrive at his door with multiple bags in hand since you got carried away. He opens the door and instantly grabs all the bags and puts them on the floor so he can pick you up into a warm embrace both of you letting a few tears fall from all the emotions of the day. You rub his back and run your fingers through his hair for comfort but get distracted by Bam placing his paws on your thighs. Jungkook lets you down and pats Bam’s head for him to get down as you wipe the tears from each other’s face and give a few soft kisses before heading to the kitchen to make comfort food in the comfort of each other’s presence.

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[lubilli]

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warnings: i wrote this with an intended fem! reader but im pretty sure it can be gn! reader since i didn't mention pronouns (if im not mistaken)!! kinda angsty??

synopsis: a songfic w the song "still with you" by jungkook

wc: 565

kyojuro rengoku x reader

if i don't have this, i might just fall apart

you've been in love with rengoku for as long as you can remember, but only recently did you two start dating.

he'd gone out on a mission, a rather long one it seems. you're worried for him. you know he's strong but the little voice inside your heart just won't stop panicking. you don't know what you'd do without him. if you don't have him, you might just fall apart.

we laugh together,

your mind flashes back to a memory earlier this week: rengoku and you laughing together.

you were asleep even at 12 p.m. that day, with no plans of waking up anytime soon.

rengoku entered the room, looking at your sleeping figure and then the time. he approached you and started tickling you in order to wake you up.

it worked, you woke up a laughing mess. in your attempt to fight away from the tickles, you fell off the bed. luckily, the bed wasn't that high and there was a soft rug underneath that eased your fall.

rengoku and you stayed silent for a bit before you broke into laughter, rengoku joining you.

this was a moment you didn't want to end.

we cry together,

you remember the time rengoku told you his entire life story. it was hard for him to speak about some parts of his life, like the death of his mother and the change in his father. it caused him to tear up, although he tried his best not to cry.

you, on the other hand, were a sobbing mess. you felt bad that you couldn't have been there for him and all you could do was just hug him. he'd gone through so much, he deserves a break and lots of love. and you were sure to give that to him.

these simple feelings were everything i had.

you remember every moment with rengoku being a precious one. all that laughter and all those tears, it all only strengthened your bond.

you've always been around him so being so far away from him for so long was unusual. you felt a little empty without him. honestly, you'd forgotten how you even lived without him by your side.

when will it be?

you spent the whole night pacing back and forth between your room. when will he come back? you couldn't wait to see him at the door and just throw yourself onto him like a koala.

if i see you again, i will look into your eyes,

finally, when morning had already come and the sun was shining bright, you heard a knock on your estate.

it's him!

you quickly fling open the door, seeing the love of your life on the other side. you saw the injuries he suffered, and you also saw the bright smile still plastered on his face even after going through so much.

and say, "i missed you."

you couldn't hold back the tears that welled up in your eyes. rengoku gave you a soft smile and just wiped away your tears.

you hugged him so hard and had no plans of letting go. you cried and cried into his chest, "i missed you! i missed you so much! you have no idea!" you hugged him tighter.

he rested his hand on your head, "i know, my love, i know." he smiled.

a/n: should i write more songfics? i have some ideas for the hashira + the trio! tell me if you'd wanna see that!

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[dearly-somber]

Falling | j.hs | bts

-> pairing. ex-boyfriend!hoseok x female reader

-> genre. angst, exes-to-lovers, redemption arc (I think?)

-> rating. 13+

-> w/c. 1200

-> warnings. mentions of cheating (it’s bad, don’t do it.)

-> a/n. I love it when my word counts have round numbers (you know what I mean, right? 🤡)

-> collection. songfic

-> started. Sept. 13th, 2020 @ 23:56

-> fin. ???

-> edited. Thurs., Oct. 25th, 2022 @ 21:14

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Main hoe Jiwo😌

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hey, hey!

Just got back in Gwangju!

Come by in 15 minutes so we can catch up~ 😙

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You knew that she hadn't meant any harm. But, Hoseok smiling like that again made your heart ache. You sniffed, wiping your eyes with your sleeve, cussing under your breath. "God damnit..." You sniffled, going to the bathroom to wash your face and meet up with Jiwo.

•••

Hoseok hugged his mother and father right after his sister did, smiling at them tiredly. It was one of the few breaks he got, and he would only be staying for a few weeks.

"엄마, 아빠," he smiled at them. "It's really good seeing you again."

"You too, son. We missed you." His father said with a heart-warming smile, giving Hoseok enough energy to excitedly start telling them about his most recent tour.

By the time he had finished telling them every last detail, they had sat down and Jiwo had gone upstairs to get ready for something she had refused to tell him about. He assumed that she was going out with someone, though.

Ding dong~ (insert Jungkook here)

"I'll get it!" Hobi said, springing to his feet before walking to the door. He opened it with a smile, speaking before he acknowledged the person standing before him.

"You here for—" his voice trailed off as he took you in. Your hair messily tied up, wearing one of the hoodies he had gifted you for your birthday, a pair of loose fitting trousers and sneakers. He saw the bags under your eyes, but even then, you were glowing. Brighter than the sun ever could.

You cleared your throat. "Hey, Hobi..." He flinched slightly at the nickname leaving your lips, his chest constricting painfully. Yes. It was his fault the two of you split up five months ago. But he was still torn up about it.

"Hi, Y/N." He mumbled back, watching you with dazed eyes, his mind replaying the events of five months ago.

"Y/N, wait—" Hoseok called after you, grabbing your wrist to stop you from leaving the room. You jerked your hand from his grasp aggressively, tears still streaming down your face as you bit your bottom lip to stop yourself from sobbing in front of him.

"Y/N, please! Let me explain—"

"Explain what, Hoseok? That you cheated on me?" You asked painfully, turning to him angrily. "'Cause that's what you did, Hoseok. You cheated! With some random girl at your welcome back party, that I threw for you!" You shouted, your hands flying around as you explained everything to him from your point of view.

The only point of view...

Hoseok took a step toward you, his voice raised as he replied heatedly:

"It meant nothing, Y/N! How many times do I have to tell you that? I got drunk, and she took advantage of that!"

"Then why, Hoseok, did I have to find out through your fucking sister? Why did Jiwo tell me that she was glad I wasn't mad at you? Why did Jiwo, have to tell me that her little brother cheated on me!" You screeched, pushing against his chest harshly, causing him to stumble back. You bit your lower lip as you took a deep breath, trying to regain as much of your composure as you could in this situation.

"I'm done, Hoseok." You said dejectedly, stumbling back tiredly. “This," You motioned between the two of you, "is over. We're done."

You turned around, grabbing your already packed bag and storming out of the house. Hoseok took a moment before he yelled at the top of his lungs, grabbing a nearby lamp and throwing it at the door, the glass shattering... just like his heart. He slumped down against the edge of the bed, crying into his hands.

"Y/N! You're here! Just on time, too. Let's go!" Jiwo said as she came down the stairs, hugging you tightly and turning back to Hobi. She kissed his cheek lovingly, smiling at him gently before walking off with you. "Tell mom I'll be back later! Love you!"

Hoseok nodded without really processing what his sister had told him, closing the door after a few moments of just standing there, doing nothing. "Has Jiwo gone out?" His mother asked him as he turned away from the door.

"Yeah... I'm gonna, uhm. Head up to my room. I'll be down later—"

"But lunch is ready?"

"I'm not hungry right now. I'll be out later, I promise." He kissed her cheek reassuringly before heading back upstairs, closing the door to his room before quietly breaking down.

•••

You had just dropped Jiwo off at her place, smiling apologetically at her mother for keeping her out so late.

"Excuse me, Mrs. Jung?"

"Yes, dear?"

"Could you please tell Hobi that I forgive him? That, and that I'd like to catch up with him again sometime." A sad smile played on your features. Hoseok's mother smiled kindly at you, nodding and closing the door. Leaving you outside on your own to watch your breath as it was released into the atmosphere.

With a sigh you walked back home, the crunch of snow merely background noise as you took your usual route back home.

You cooked yourself some food when you got home, washing dishes after and heading off to bed.

You scrolled through your pictures, your finger hovering over a picture you had taken of Hoseok at a fan meeting you had attended as a surprise.

He was smiling at you with a flower crown atop his head, bright and glowing with the little squirrel plushie attached to the one end of the crown making you smile.

You didn't notice the tears until you were sobbing, covering your mouth in an effort to silence your saddened cries.

You don't know how long you cried, but when there was urgent knocking on your door at god knows what time, you were out of bed and ready to kick someone in the shins.

You opened the door, only to find a tired looking, puffy eyed Jung Hoseok at your door, rubbing his arms in the freezing cold hours of morning. "Y/N..." He muttered in slight shock at your quick answer, his eyes hopeful. Before you could talk, he started talking at a rapid pace:

"Y/N, I'm so sorry for what I did. I was stupid. I loved you more than anything and still do, and if I could I would gladly change what happened that night. I really, truly am sorry and I don't expect you to want to try and reconnect immediately, but—"

You cut him off by wrapping your arms around his neck and jumping into his arms, tears streaming down your face and onto his shoulder.

"I forgive you... I forgive you, Hobi." You said softly, your voice breaking nearing the end, pressing yourself closer to him as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer.

"Now come inside, before you freeze to death."

Hearing the familiar bell sounding laugh of his lifted your spirits and brightened your heart. Oh, how much you had missed your ray of sunshine...

[jungkookfanfictionhappy]

A Guide to Fanfiction Tropes and Genres:

🟪I made this cuz honestly, why not lol. For people who are beginners to the fanfiction universe. For anyone who wants to get a glimpse of what this world is like and the common themes used in this "off-the-wall piece of literature". Could be for research purposes or for curiosity, or maybe you want to start writing stuff but not sure what things you might use. No matter who is reading this, I hope this guide helps you.

--I also made this for myself, as a lil handbook to look at while categorizing the fanfics i collect in my blog.

🟦There are genres/topes/themes which you won't be seeing much or any at all particularly in my blog; but I wanted to add them to the lists anyways because they are widely used in fanfiction. I tried to include the main, most common things used in fanfics. Because in reality, the possibilities in a fanfic are endless.

--Many of these are self explanatory so I didn't add extra info to most of them.

This may be used by other fandoms as well. Since this is a Jungkook based account, he is used for some of the examples. You can replace him with anyone you wish to write/read about.

🟥I added most things myself from the knowledge accumulated through my years of experience in fanfiction consumption. For the things I thought I might have missed, I used multiple websites and a reddit post as a referance, which I will credit their links at the very end.

🟫Shoutout to chatgpt for alphabetizing my lists in the end. It would take me ages to edit this

🟩 If you think there is anything I missed, feel free to contact me, I can always edit this post to add new things.

PS: I chose to omit much of the specificities of explicit content (such as specific kinks). I tried to keep things a bit chill. Most likely the authors will include the details of the explicit events in their explanation section. You will know what they are when you see them.

Genres:

Action

Adventure

Apocalypse/Post-Apocalypse

Comedy/Humor/Parody/Satire

Coming Of Age

Contemporary

Crime

Cyberpunk/Steampunk

Drama

Dystopian/Utopia

Fairy Tale

Family

Fantasy/High Fantasy/Low Fantasy/Urban Fantasy/Isekai

Friendship

Gothic

Historical Fiction/Alternate History/Period Piece

Horror/Slasher

Kid Fic =fanfic that features children in some way. This could vary from the characters having a kid together to someone’s younger sibling/cousin/niece etc.

Mystery/Murder Mystery

Missing Scene/Gap Filler : a fic that is written as a continuation or with additional events added to a canon scene in a show OR a video of the characters of a fandom (e.g. a specific RUN BTS episode where in the end they all go out and get coffee or some behind the scenes stuff the author creates) idk if i explained this well

Paranormal

Philosophical

Poetry

Romance

Sci-Fi/Science Fiction/Space Opera

Slice Of Life

Spiritual

Supernatural

Surreal

Suspense

Songfic: stories which include song lyrics, which may be interposed between sections of the story, or given to a character who sings them.

Thriller/Psychological Thriller

Tragedy

Travel

Urban

Western

Worldbuilding

Genre (Fandom): Based On Tone

Angst/Light Angst :  ”often used in fandom to characterize things which are intended to provoke the feeling of unrest and uncertainty in readers. It generally signifies that the story will be primarily dramatic in nature, rather than comedic or light-hearted, and that characters may suffer mental or physical anguish during the course of the story. ” -fanlore.org

Awkwardness

Case Fic =focus on solving a given mystery or case

Character Development

Crack Fic = “fanworks with a fundamentally ludicrous premise, or otherwise including a plethora of unbelievable, incredible, or just plain silly elements - that is, implying the author/artist must have been on drugs to produce something so bonkers” -fanlore.org

Crossover/Fusion = where multiple fandoms are combined in a way

Curtainfic (Domestic Tranquility, Such As The Characters In A Romantic Pairing "Shopping For Curtains" (Literally Or Figuratively) And Building A Home Together.)

Cute

Dark Fic

DILF/MILF

Domestic

Fix Fic/Fix-It/Deconstruction

Fluff/Tooth-Rotting Fluff

Hurt/Comfort = A character who has been hurt, physically or emotionally, is comforted by another character.

Light-Hearted

Mature

Melancholy

Porn, PWP, Porn Without Plot

Secret Identity

Shipping

Sickfic, Illness, Sick Character

Single Parents

Slow Burn/Slow Romance

Smut

Soft

Sweet

Tension

Character Types:

Aged Up:  a character in a fanwork who's been set to an age notably older than they are (or appear) in the original media.

Aged Down

Alien

Androids, Robots

Angel

Animal Transformation

Anti-Hero

Boss/Employee/Secretary

Canon: the author is trying to stick as close to the canon character as possible.

CEO

Cop

Criminals

Demon

Demigod

Doctor

Dragons

Fairy

Fan!Reader

Gamer

Greek Life/ Frat Boy/ Sorority girl

Gardener

God (Mythical)

Hybrid

Idol!Jk

Idol!Reader

Jock

LGBTQ/LGBTQ Character/LGBTQ Themes

Mafia

Merpeople

Morally Grey/Ambiguous Characters

Mythical Beings & Creatures

Nerd

Noona

Non-Idol

Nurse

Orphans/Orphanage

Out Of Character/OOC

Prince/Princess/King/Queen/Emperor/Empress

Rich Girl/Guy

Shapeshifting

Spies

Stalker

Stripper

Tsundere

Undercover

Unreliable Narrator

Vampire

Villain

Virgin

Werewolf

Witches, Witchcraft

Yandere

Zombies

AU/Alternate Universe:

Afterlife

Aliens AU

Band Of Misfits

Bounty Hunters

College AU

Crime AU

Coffee Shop AU

Destiny/Fate

Dreams/Dreamscape

Dystopian AU

Future AU

Ghosts

Harry Potter AU

Heroes AU

Highschool AU

Historical AU

Hitman AU

Immortality

Magic AU

Marvel/DC AU

Medieval

Medical, Hospital, Doctors AU

Military

Monsters

Mythology

Omegaverse : A setting where humans have a secondary sex (alpha, beta or omega).

Pirates

Pornstar AU

Royalty AU

School AU

Soulmate AU

Spiderman AU

Spy AU

Time Travel

War

Western AU

Witches AU

Zombies

Relationship To One Another:

Bodyguard

Childhood Friends

Childhood Sweethearts

Dating

Divorced

Dorks In Love

Established Relationship

Exes

Exes To Lovers

Enemies To Lovers

Enemies To Friends To Lovers

Fake Relationship/Fake Dating/Pretend Relationship/Pretend Couple

Forced Marriage

Friends To Lovers, Best Friends To Lovers

Friends With Benefits

Frenemies

Fuck Buddies

Hallmark AU

In Which They Are Exes Thrown Back Together By A Chance Visit To Their Hometown (Usually For A Holiday)

Highschool Sweethearts

Idiots to lovers

Long-Distance Relationship

Long-Term Relationship

Marriage

Mutual Pining

Oblivious Pining

Requited Unrequited

Neighbors

Pen Pals

Platonic Relationships/No Romance

Rivals

Roommates

Secret Relationship

Soulmates

Step-Siblings

Unrequited Love/One-Sided Attraction

Best friend’s sibling

Specific Situations:

Accidental Marriage

Adoption

Aftermath

Amnesia

Arranged Marriage

Babysitting

Betrayal

Blind Date

Bonding

Breakup

Cheating

Confession

Desert Island

Disability Fic

Elevatorfic

Eventual Romance

Falling In Love

Fempreg

First Kiss

First Love

First Time

Flashbacks

Forgiveness

Forbidden Love

Grief/Mourning

Hatesex

Healing

Heartbreak

Heartwarming

Holiday, Vacation

Hospital

Idiots In Love

Imprisonment

Injury

Jealousy

Kink

Love At First Sight

Love Confessions, Drunken Confessions

Love Potion/Love Spell

Love Triangle

Marriage Of Convenience

Marriage Proposal

Mates

Make-up sex

Misunderstandings

Mutual Pining

Next Gen/Next Generation

Nightmares

Parenthood

Pining

Plot Twists

Pregnancy

Protectiveness

Pst Lives

Rags To Riches

Rebels

Recovery

Regret

Reincarnation/Resurrection/Rebirth

Rejection

Religion

Rescue

Reunion

Revenge

Revolution

Roadtrip

Snowed In

There is only one bed, Forced Bed Sharing, Sharing A Bed

Teenagers

Teamwork

Time Travel

Training

Trapped

Weddingfic

Based On Text Style Or Elements

First Person POV, Second person POV

Script format

Y/N (your name)

Facetime, video call

Sexting

Social Media AU:

Twitter (X)

Instagram

Messaging App

Warnings,Possibly triggering things or Dark themes:

Abuse

Alcohol

BDSM

Blood

Bullying

Crime

Curses

Death, Character Death/Major Character Death/Minor Character Death

Depression

Drugs

Fights

Gore

Kidnapping

Mental Health Issues

Self-Harm

Stalkers

Substance Abuse

Suicide

Toxic Relationship

Trauma

Violence

Weapons

Yandere

Length:

Drabble: A very short fic, usually said to be around 100 words. But I’ve read plenty of drabbles with 1K-2K words so 100 is not always the case

One-Shot/Two-Shot/etc

Series/Duology/Trilogy/Saga/etc

Long

Short

Short Story

Pairing:

M/F - F/M - M/M - F/F - F/F/M etc.

[Character] x [Character],

Jungkook X Original Character/OC : usually OCs are characters with disclosed names and physical features withing the story. (e.g. Jessica, blond hair, brown eyes, etc.) However i have seen many fanfics where the author writes “Jungkook x OC” in the explanations but the character throughout the story is in fact written like a self-insert/YN/reader with little to no physical descriptions.

Jungkook X Reader (Y/N or “_____” )

AFAB- assigned female at birth

Jungkook X gender neutral reader/character

OTHERS:

POV -point of view

POV Alternating, POV Multiple, POV First Person, POV Second Person, POV Third Person, POV Outsider

Completed / Ongoing — a fanfiction series is one of two things, it’s either completed or ongoing

Ending: Happy Ending, Sad Ending, Bittersweet Ending, Ambiguous Ending, etc.

Epilogue :  the final chapter at the end of a story that often serves to reveal the fates of the characters.

🟥Credit:

reddit - very well made, i used this a lot while making this list

fanlore.org

tvtropes.org

wikipedia

-The end

⚠️You may reblog or share the link of my post. But please dont repost this without crediting me.

[silenttale22]

MASTERLIST

Note aka ───── ❝ 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞 ❞ ───── ➳I'm Nela for friends, ➳'02 liner, ➳INFJ, ➳English isn't my first language, sorry in advance (yup that's all, but feel free to ask about anything) Thanks for being here btw!

↬ Everythingoes *Soon* Idol!Kim Namjoon x Reader Genre: Angst, Fluff, Slice of life. hurt/comfort, songfic, Summary: Her existence felt as if it was drifting more and more on the edges between life and death. Meeting a stranger on her path, she didn't expect how many things she actually missed.

↬ Fight For Mortal Dreams *Soon* WolfHybrid!Jungkook x Nurse!Reader x WhiteTigerHybridTaehyung Genre: Angst, Fluff, Slice of life. kind of mate!AU, Summary: She - the nurse without sense of living, rejected by her own family, lost in muffled sorrow over lost part of childhood self. They - broken and lost hybrids from wholly different environments connected by the cruelty of today's world.

↬ Must Have Been The Wind *Here* Dancer!Jimin x Reader Genre: Angst, Fluff, Slice of life. hurt/comfort, Soulmate!Au Summary: Someone once told her she had to learn to live in pieces as there would be nobody to glue them up. But what if a person with similar pieces to her appears? What if by complete coincidence her crying is heard in the middle of the night? What if together they can create a whole new masterpiece?

↬ Shadow Of Your Heart *Soon* BPD!Idol!Yoongi x Photographer!Reader Genre: Angst, Slice of life Summary: Yoongi's illness hardly appeared to be anything comfortable, especially when boy began to disappear, and it became more and more difficult to find him. After loss, he felt like dying every day. But is it possible for something to work better than medication? When one time, paths cross with you because of his relapses, yet he can't remember a thing…

��� Happy With You *Here* BestFriend!Jin x Chubby!Reader Genre: Fluff, angst

↬ Clouds *Soon* Genre: Angst

↬ Play For You *Here* Yoongi x Reader Genre: Angst, Fluff

↬ Everything I Need *Soon* Fiance!Yoongi x Chubby!Reader Genre: Fluff, slight angst, slightly suggestive, Mafia!au

↬ Fall For You *Here* Hoseok x Reader Genre: Angst, Lovers to Exes

↬ Grow Up For You *Soon* SingleDadNeighbour!Namjoon x Childlish!Reader Genre: Fluff, Angst

↬ My warm place *Soon* ChildhoodBestFriend!Namjoon x Reader Genre: Fluff, Angst

↬ Strong For You *Here* Idol!Jimin x Reader Genre: Fluff, slight angst

↬My Favourite *Soon* Jimin x Chubby!Reader Genre: Fluff, slight angst

↬ Shine For You *Here* Popular!Taehyung x painter!Reader Genre: Fluff, Slight angst

↬ Die To Protect You *Soon* Prince!Taehyung x Knight!Reader Genre: Fluff, Angst, Historical!au, kinda enemies to lovers

↬Die To Have You Back(Die To Protect You prequel) *Soon* Prince!Taehyung x Knight!Reader Genre: Fluff, Angst, Historical!au,

↬ Ethernal connection *Soon* Genre: Fluff, Angst

↬ There For You *Here* Idol!BestFriend!Jungkook x Reader Genre: Fluff, Friends to Lovers

↬ GUMUSSERVI *Here* BestFriend!Jungkook x Reader Genre: Fluff, Friends to Lovers

↬ Pretty like You *Here* BF!Jungkook x Chubby!reader Genre: Fluff

[blush-boulevard]

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*𝓑𝓣𝓢 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

𝕂𝔼𝕐: ❤-Fluff, 𝓐-Angst, ✿-hurt/comfort, 𝅘𝅥𝅯-songfic

⋆˙⟡ OT7

ᯓ★ Coming soon!

⋆˙⟡ Kim Seokjin

ᯓ★ Coming soon!

⋆˙⟡ Min Yoongi

ᯓ★ Melodic Journey{❤}

⋆˙⟡ Jung Hoseok

ᯓ★ Coming soon!

⋆˙⟡ Kim Namjoon

ᯓ★ A work of Art{❤}

⋆˙⟡ Park Jimin

ᯓ★ Bakery Love{❤}

⋆˙⟡ Kim Taehyung

ᯓ★ Coming soon!

⋆˙⟡ Jeon Jungkook

ᯓ★ love beneath the underworld{❤}

[worldwidejoonie]

Action!

Jungkook x reader / fluff, songfic

Inspiration: Action! – Dpr live feat. Gray

Warnings: first attempt at writing a songfic, kinda cringe fluff, enjoy anyways

Edited 29.03.19 because this was so bad lmao

_________________________

I think I’m in love with…

Jungkook wandered down the street on his way to his regular café. The temperature was in the negative digits, but he forced himself to go outside anyways. Reason number one: because he needed to finish editing his project. After all, as an aspiring director Jungkook wanted to prove to his parents that he could make a living out of it. Reason number two: he got to see you. If dragging his ass out in the cold weather and edit the short film at the café was what it took then he would gladly do so.

You went to the same university and had some classes together. The first thing he noticed were your nails, more specifically the black coat of paint with a purple shimmer. As the semester went on you ended up in the same study group, thanks to Taehyung who apparently knew everyone on campus. Even though you studied together he didn’t talk to you much. Jungkook was shy, not that you minded anyways. Even though he was quiet he did give you that cute bunny smile when you said something funny.

Quiet study sessions at the café made Jungkook notice the way your hair fell, the way you constantly bit on that coffee straw, how any outfit looked perfect on you and the way you flipped through your notes. The coffee you drank always looked so sweet. He stared at the way you sipped your drink. “Is that americano that good?” Jungkook thought to himself. Feeling someone’s stare on you made you look up, as you did a flustered Kook hid his face behind his computer screen. That’s when he realized that his feelings had crossed platonic and was on its way to something more. Oh shhhh…

That was the third reason behind Jungkooks visit to the café today. After weeks of thinking he finally decided that he was going to confess. Jungkook was a cold, nervous, wreck making his way down the street. As he reached the coffeeshop he pushed open the door, and as usual you sat at the table tucked in the corner. In his distracted state he’d made his way to the counter and hadn’t noticed until the barista’s eyes stared at him. “Would you like to order?” “Yes, Americano please” he said sheepishly. The guy wrote down his order “uhhh. Anything else sir?”

“Hold on please oh! I would like an extra shot and extra ice” He had memorized your usual order by now.

“Large?”

“yes”

“Card?”

“No, Price?”

“It’s 5,700 won”

While paying and waiting for the drink he took some deep breaths and pulled himself together. Then he smoothly walked towards you. Sitting down on the opposite seat he slid the coffee over and was greeted by your smiling face. And that’s when he decides that here goes nothing.

As film majors you always talked about how your lives were movies in the making.

“Would you like to be in my movie? Like the heroine, the main love interest. I think I’m in love with you and you just gotta let-let my love adorn you.”

Your silence made him stammer, but the words had already left his mouth. Were you trying to find a way to let him down nicely? Or was the confession so surprising that you just didn’t know how to respond? His worries were unnecessary. While Jungkook was speaking you felt a rush of emotions. Happiness, joy and relief? Because THE Jungkook felt the same way you did. Trying to keep your cool as you sipped on your americano and leaned back on your seat. “So what do you like about me?”

Jungkook didn’t notice the way you looked at him with adoration, or the teasing tone of you voice. Feeling the nerves starting to kick in again Jungkook continued.

“I like the way you dress, I like your taste, all I want is you

Even if you don’t do anything, you’ll never be boring”

A blush started to color your cheeks as a result of his charming compliments.

“You just don’t know how beautiful you are. Even the word perfect isn’t enough for you.”

As the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly felt like he’d said too much. You were probably freaked out. He should never have done this. “iite cool talking to you” he managed to ramble before he planned to run for it. Maybe hide in his dorm for a month, or a century. That was the plan anyways, until he heard your sweet giggle and soft hands on top of his own. “Well of course I’ll be part of your movie.”

It’s everybody’s favorite movie

yours truly

[jeonbunnie]

love is gone

pairing: reader x jeon jeongguk

anon suggested: “I had this idea for a fic it's angst with a lot of heartbreak with soft smut based on love is gone by Slander ft. Dylan Matthew, basically the oc and jungkook have been in a relationship for two years but recently she's felt him drifting away from her and things aren't the way it used to be so she plans a super cute date night in hopes of saving their relationship which he agrees too but he doesn't come home that evening....when he does come home the next day and mentions they have to talk she knows what he's going to say but she thinks if she can show him one more time he'll feel how much she loves him...but in the end his love is gone.”

summary: Jeongguk tries to let you down easy.

genre: angst; smut; 18+;

content/warnings: POV shifts; boyfriend!jeongguk; established relationship;break up!au; hurt/comfort; make up sex (kinda lol); fingering,unprotected sex

soundtrack: love is gone— by slander ft.Dylan Matthew (highly recommend listening to the acoustic ver)

a/n: writing this made me… 😮‍💨 mark me down as sad and horny byeeeeeeeee. Also reader has brown eyes bc of reasons. Brown eyed girl supremacy, mwah!

word count: 1.4K

♪ It tears me up when you turn me down. I'm begging please, just stick around♪

"Baby, let's talk."

Something about the way he said it made your heart crack. The tone of his voice, the softness of Jeongguk's words, there's a finality to it all that made you anxious for what came next.

"Can you come with me for a minute?"

You didn't want to have this conversation. You already knew where it would lead.

Everything in you wants to say no. But it's the first time you've seen Jeongguk in 24 hours and the first time he's held your hand in weeks, so you let him lead you outside, helpless against his touch.

You couldn't face him when you sat down on the park bench, and you're sure the words you've been avoiding will be written all over his expression, so instead, you look out at the horizon.

It was hurting you. Sitting at the bench with Jeongguk so close but so far away, the distance between you verging on strangers.

You had half a mind to lash out and accuse him of breaking up with you in public so you could accept it quietly and not cause a scene. But you know him.

You know your boyfriend was kind and gentle-hearted. He probably brought you out here because you loved sunsets, and he wanted to give you a nice memory even as he said goodbye.

In the distance, the sunset was a red-orangey glow, casting everything the light touched in golden warmth—but you can't feel it. All you feel is ice-cold dread for what's about to happen.

So you beat him to the punch. "You're breaking up with me, aren't you?"

All the air rushed out of Jeongguk in a sigh. "Am I that obvious?"

You would have laughed at his question if it hadn't hurt you so much. "You've been avoiding me all week. Last night, you asked me for space, and now you want to 'talk.' We haven't talked in days. I might be blindly in love with you, but I'm not an idiot," you said, trying hard to keep the words from coming out bitter.

Jeongguk ran a hand through his hair, nerves on edge. Masked behind your anger, he could hear the hurt in your voice, and he hated being the cause of it. This wasn't easy for him, letting you go. But he couldn't keep you either.

"I think," he started. "I think we should start seeing other people."

At his confirmation, a hot tear slid down your cheek. Before you could wipe the tear yourself, Jeongguk reached out, closing the distance between you, and brushed the tear away with his thumb. He never could stand seeing you cry.

"Did I do something wrong?" You asked, barely keeping yourself together.

"No. Of course not. It's not you—"

"—It's me?" You finished, offering him a wobbly smile. "You don't have to say that just to be nice."

The look on your face made Jeongguk's chest ache so much he could barely breathe. "I don't wanna hurt you. . ."

"But you don't want to stay either?"

He doesn't answer that question; somehow, the silence between you only makes you feel worse.

"I see. . . "you said, nodding your head. "So that's why you didn't come home last night."

You fell asleep on the couch, waiting for him to find his way back to you so the picnic basket you packed remained untouched on the counter. You thought you could remind him of how great things used to be by recreating your first date at the park.

It involved fairy lights, wine, and homemade sweets filled with the love you hoped to remind him of. The love you hoped was still there.

Now you realize Jeongguk was never going to come back home to you. Not last night or any night after.

In a way, you're grateful. Considering the surprise you had planned, it would have been embarrassing if he had come home the night before.

Of course, you still made it to the park, but the situation was dramatically different now. But instead of making up, you were breaking apart.

"I'm sure you noticed how different things are between us now," said Jeonggguk. "Last night, I needed time alone to think. I tried to imagine myself without you. And the thing is, I could….and it all felt so."

You bit your lip, holding back more tears. "Is there anything I can do to convince you to stay?"

Jeongguk was quiet for a moment, and hope built in your chest, but it died just as quickly when you saw him shake his head no.

Jeongguk forced his face to stay neutral. "I will always love you, but just not in the way I wish I still could."

"So this is it then? We're over? Just like that?"

You want to cry, scream, and beg, but Jeongguk is still and calm beside you. So calm you know he's already decided to end things, and you know him well enough to know how stubborn he is that he won't change his mind now that he's made it up.

"I'm sorry," he said. "I understand if you don't want to be around me, I've already made plans to stay at Joons tonight if you prefer me gone."

That was the last thing you wanted. "No," You said, pushing down the sobs that threatened to come from your mouth. "Can you stay, please?"

Jeongguk hesitated, looking away from the face of the setting sun. "I'm not sure that's such a good idea…" He didn't want to give you the wrong impression that there was any way to salvage your relationship. And more than that, he didn't want to lose his resolve because a night with you would make it that much harder to walk away.

"Just for tonight? I don't wanna be alone." It felt stupid to want him there now when he was the cause of your pain, but Jeongguk was one of the few people in your life who knew how to comfort you. You wanted him close, even at the most inopportune moment.

The word 'no' was at the tip of his tongue, but he turned to look at you, and the hurt he found there in your big brown eyes had him saying 'yes.'

And he knows he shouldn't, but Jeongguk can't help but comfort you like he always has. Even though you broke up, it didn't change the fact that he still cared for you, still had love for you. He told himself it was just a reflex that had him reaching for your hand on the walk back home.

It's reflex that has him curling up next to you in bed and wrapping his arms around your waist to be the big spoon, as always.

Reflex that has him kissing away your tears, neck, and shoulder.

Reflex that has his hands sliding underneath your clothes to rub you through your underwear, desperate to make you feel good.

At least, that's what he tells himself.

And before he knows it, he's sinking into you with a groan, getting lost in the familiar warmth of your body.

You're so wet it was easy to slip inside, and even though he's already inside you, so close, naked body flush against yours—it's not enough.

Jeongguk still wanted more.

He couldn't help but grip your thigh, lifting your leg to push in deeper, to feel more of you as his cock slid in and out of your heat.

It has to be a reflex because it can't be love that has his hips driving into you, over and over and over again.

It can't be love that has him moaning into your mouth, kissing you until you are both out of breath, till you clench around him and he spills inside you, filling you up so perfectly.

Because if it is love and not the memory of loving you that makes it so hard to pull away hours later when your tears have dried, and your heart beats steady as you sleep dreamless on the side of the bed that used to be his—then Jeongguk is making a mistake. It was possibly the biggest mistake of his life.

Jeongguk isn't sure he can live with being the one to break both of your hearts. But he'd rather end it all before your relationship's indifference could turn to something cruel. He'd finish it now before you could hurt each other further.

If he had thought about it more, Jeongguk might have seen the love hidden in his actions. That there was something here worth saving, worth fighting for.

But that wasn't what he wanted. Jeonguk didn't want to think of everything he was giving up walking away from you.

It was much easier to pretend his love for you was gone.

[thedeluluverse]

coming to you in 2 hours!

Will be posting this at 2 p.m. CST so y'all look forward to it:)

[koroktsuya]

best friend

# starring: pining best friend!jeon jungkook, f!reader

# word count: 3K

# content: angst? deep pining, texts not screenshots, songfic, lyrics bleed into the story.

# summary: after a long time of hiding his feelings for you, something in jungkook seems to change, but what will you do about it?

# warnings: drunk behavior, bad decisions, swearing, a wet jungkook.

# a/n: (man i had to repost this due to many mistakes) uhhh so this is actually from this jungkook fic i started to write a while ago, i even have like half a playlist and a few drafted chapters. this might be a teaser, if it gets enough attention for me to start working on it again. also, the mentioned brother is Choi Yeonjun. this was originally written with an OC but here it's Choi Y/N lol. hope you enjoy!

Jungkook can’t help but think that he should’ve stayed at home, instead of being here, surrounded by all of his closest friends and still feeling so down, so alone. He checks his phone for the nth time as if his best friend’s name would suddenly pop up, even though he knows for sure that will not be the case.

You’ve been spending your day today with your dearest Jihyun. Fuck does Jungkook hate himself for setting the two of you up in the first place. Why did he ever even think of it as a good idea? In his search for someone to date you, he should’ve looked for someone with bad looks that wouldn’t look good next to you.

How and why didn’t he notice his feelings for you before that? He could've made you his, but no… guess it wasn’t meant to be. He wasn’t made for you. 

Y/N: Jungkookie!! Happy birthday <33

and you weren’t made for him.

Though it somehow seemed easy. Once Jungkook found out how he felt for you, he thought all he had to do was confess and ‘claim his spot’ to be your boyfriend. He was very wrong.

As soon as he sees the message the person he cares for the most in the world sent, he tries to suppress the grin on his face and the fluttering of his chest, too.

JK: Thanks!! :D

JK: How’s the romantic evening going?? 

While he waits for a response from you, he takes a glance at the place surrounding him. The party his hyungs threw to celebrate another year of his life. It seems everyone is having a good time, enough for the birthday boy’s sour mood to go unnoticed. 

Soon, his phone buzzes once more and it reads you’ve sent him a file, which he’s already betting won’t make him happy.

And indeed it does not, because not only is your pretentious, good-looking, asshole of a boyfriend in the frame, but also, you’re not even in it. What a waste of pixels. Right after the image, you send a few more messages.

Y/N: Great!!! He told me that to make up for being so absent because of practice, we’ll spend the rest of our night watching a ton of movies.

Y/N: This guy is truly wonderful. He brightens my day like no one else does <3<3<3

Well, damn. If he was sulking before, now there’s a black cloud with thunder and lightning on top of Jungkook’s head. 

He rolls his eyes. Now, usually he has no problem with playing the role of the best friend, he’s got tons of experience. It’s something he’s been doing for most of his life –though he surely didn’t use to pretend before, because he didn’t have a need to–, but this is just not the same. Now there’s this guy stealing the spotlight that your attention is. And Jungkook most definitely still wants to be your favorite boy.

JK: Wow, that’s just great!! I really hope you also make up to me for your absence today.

He’s definitely being petty, and not proud about it. Thankfully, you don’t make him wait long for your reply, so he can’t even stop to think and wish to be the one who makes your days.

Y/N: Ah, Jungkookie… I really am very sorry about not being able to make it to your party tonight.

Y/N: It’s just been so many weeks went by without seeing my boyfriend, I think I started to hallucinate!

Jungkook sighs, typing into the screen after staring at it for many seconds.

JK: I’ve been gone for long on various occasions, too!

JK: Do you think of me too as you lie awake?

This time, Jungkook knows your reply will make itself be awaited for a while, so he decides to stand back up to fix himself one more drink, just to sit back again. Halfway through his plastic cup, there’s a buzz from his phone.

Y/N: That’s different, you dummy!!

JK: *Sigh*

JK: I can’t wait to be your number one again. 

Y/N: Jungkook, did you seriously just type a verb between asterisks? Lmao, what is this, roleplay?

Y/N: Is this a throwback to 2013?

JK: Your ability to change subjects amazes me.

JK: I’m your number one fan, Y/N.

Y/N: And I’m yours, JK.

Please don’t judge Jungkook, don’t misunderstand him, either. You’re the most special person in his life, way beyond just being his best friend. And he’s well aware of your relationship with Jihyun and, if you’re happy with him, and seeing him only once a month –if lucky–, then there’s not much for Jungkook to do. He’s not gonna stand in the way of that happiness.

And he might be in love, but it’s not like Jungkook can offer you anything better than what your boyfriend can. You’re not famous, and if being with Jihyun and his ‘backup dancer for JYP’ schedule is difficult, Jungkook can only imagine how much worse it could be with his idol schedule.

Especially if you consider it’s 2018 and his career is taking off like he never imagined it could. Also, it’s nice to remember the fact that you’re his best friend.and have always been.

Jungkook loves you so much, he wants to break your heart and make you cry, with all the love this world holds. He thought he could continue to wait.

But suddenly, it was too late. Yugyeom called a while ago, he told Jungkook that after many months dating, goddamn Jihyun hyung was planning to make things with you fully official. Throwing in the possibility of moving in together and that sort of shit.

And Jungkook was on his own shit now. He had so many things to occupy his head with aside from the fact that Jihyun was doing things with you that Jungkook could now only dream of doing.

Yes, it’s wrong and he knows it, and his own members tell him that always. But Jungkook can’t do much about it, besides suffering and pining. It was exactly that thought what made him drink a little more than he should.

And do something he would probably regret for the rest of his dreadful existence.

After maybe an hour and a half, Jungkook decided it would be a good idea to walk out to the balcony the place had and he went for his phone, pressing the icon for the phone call’s app.

He searches for your name among his contacts and with the last of his alcohol soaked neurons and the wrongful thought that this was a good idea, he taps the little green phone, waiting for the ringing to start.

“... Jihyun, wait.” He hears you mumble, distantly, “Hello? Jungkook, are you okay?”

Ah, there it was, your beautiful voice. Better than any angel’s. 

“I‘m great, yeah” he manages to reply, with feigned calmness.

“You sure, Jungkookie? You don’t sound very well”.

“Let me tell you how it feels to be fucking great. I feel great, really”.

“Uhm, I’m not following– I don’t understand.” Me neither, Y/N. Jungkook thinks he’s only vomiting words.

“You need to be yourself Y/N. And love someone for loving you instead of someone really cool that makes your heart melt: you need someone who understands how you truly feel.”

“Jungkook–”

“You’re still my favorite girl. Even if you missed my birthday party.”

“Is that what this is about? Because I already told you I’m sorry, but it’s not even your actual birthday, yet– just a party because you’ll be on tour for your actual birthday. And I already said that I would make it up to you, okay?”

“That’s not what this is about,” Jungkook grunts, feeling his grip on his phone tightening, “ I hope you trust me and believe me when I tell you there’s no one else more beautiful in this damn world, than you”.

“Thanks? Look, Jungkook… Jihyun’s waiting for me, and–”

“Ah, that’s right. That hyung is… he’s something else. Is he your best friend now?” Jungkook hears you softly mutter under your breath ‘my what?’, but he doesn’t allow you to speak any further.

“Yeah, I mean, he must have taken the spot, if we consider the fact that you and I are not best friends anymore, haven’t been for a while.”

“We’re not?”

“No, Y/N, we’re not. Things have changed a lot and it seems you’re the oblivious one. Probably the only person who hasn’t noticed any of those changes.”

“That damn word… so, what? You’re finally telling me why even my own brother’s been calling me that for months on end, now?”

“Hmm, you’re gonna want to be my best friend, baby.”

“Baby? Jungkook, can we speak seriously for a moment? You’re pissing me off.” You sigh, tired of his behavior.

“How much did you drink tonight?”

“I’m rich, I’m famous, more than your dear little Jihyun could ever hope for and every day I wake up hotter than before. Everyone wants to be my best friend and you won’t be the exception.”

“Jungkook, I’m not asking again. For Christ’s sake just tell me, how much did you drink tonight?” when Jungkook only chuckles humorlessly, you decide it’s enough, “Y’know what? Forget it. I’m driving there to pick you up.”

“I say that I’m happy. I always say that I’m happy but no, no, no, no,” Jungkook’s voice sounds rough, and he seems to spiral in his own thoughts even as he speaks, “I haven’t been happy in a long time, and it’s all because of you, Choi Y/N. It’s all your fault.”

“Jungkook, wait. Jihyun’s leaving my place and I’m goint to pick you up, okay? I’m not far from where you are.”

“I know, I asked my hyungs to rent this place so you could come, because it’s not a long drive and it’s not one of those pretentious places you say only idols wish to attend to, so I thought it’d be perfect– everything was going to be perfect, but we had to ruin it… bye, Y/N.”

As Jungkook takes his phone away from his ear, he still listens to you exclaim something about –probably– not hanging up. He still taps the small red phone on the screen.

As the screen changes and shows him your contact info, he sees the picture he’s put to identify you, it’s you both together, he just feels so much.

So much love for you, so much pain from all his endless pining; a part of him knows deep down people were right, he should’ve just confessed, if not to be with you, at least to lift the weight from his shoulders and his heart, but he was so scared, and now he had gotten to this point, where the turmoil of feelings he had been dealing with now was flooding him with a need to yell and cry, he was just so afraid.

He can’t handle it, so he just does the first thing that comes to his mind, and Jungkook throws his phone into the air with all of the strenght he can gather.

He remains for what seems to be hours staring at the buildings and streets ahead. The small cars circulating and the even smaller people walking from here to there. It’s already late, but there’s nothing quite like Seoul’s nightlife. Always moving, always lit up, yet Jungkook’s spent the brightest months of his life and career, darkening.

“Jungkook! Come on, I’m driving you home,” you say, as soon as you get there. Jungkook only registers a femenine voice and an arm pulling him.

“Y/N, you made it!” Jungkook takes your silhouette in as you drag him back inside the party just to leave again. You’re wearing some baggy gray sweatpants that he knows you wear a lot to just be home, and an also baggy hoodie that’s oversized on you, which actually, used to be his. 

Your hair looks a little messy, but he still likes it, you just look so homey, he wants to hide in your arms and maybe sleep, or sob, or kiss your cheeks, maybe all of those in no particular order.

“--you heard me? Jesus, you reek of alcohol, let’s just go home,” you take Jungkook’s wrist, dragging him out of the party, “ah, before I forget, hand me your phone so you won’t pull anymore of this dumb stunts of yours.”

“Yeah… that’s not gonna happen,” Jungkook answers and your head immediately whips to glare at him, “don’t think it’s something personal, it’s just I may have thrown it into space after hanging up on you.”

“You’re kidding, right?” Jungkook shakes his head no “What the hell were you thinking you big–”

You sigh loudly, “you know what? Forget it. Let’s just leave and pray no crazy person finds it and won’t get to use it because it’s beyond repair.”

Jungkook allows you to finally drag him all the way to the exit. His hyungs and friends are all talking and dancing, but none of them sees him, or you.

On the elevator, you’re both quiet and you still hold his wrist, like he’s a small child. You even open the door for him once you’re both next to your car and Jungkook still says nothing, hurrying to put his seatbelt on.

“So, are you finally telling me what was all of that about?” You say just as the building you were both in is out of sight.

“I still wanna be your favorite boy. And I think you should drop that hyung.”

You turn to look at him briefly before turning your gaze back to the road, “Jungkook, I just don’t get what you’re talking about. You’re special to me, you’re important in my life.”

“No, Y/N, I wanna be the one that makes your day, the one you daydream about, the reason behind your pretty smile.”

“Jungkook…” you speed a little, without even sparing him a glance, and he aches inside.

“No, no. I’m dying to be your number one, I mean it. I can’t stop thinking of this world where you’re my biggest fan and I’m yours; where just like there’s no one better than you in my eyes, you feel the same.”

He’s not surprised when you stay quiet. In fact, you say nothing at all in the next six minutes you spend driving back to your place. Note that it was six minutes because of the speed you were driving at, which was a risk to his physical integrity, as well as yours. 

“We’re home. Take your shoes off when you walk in and go take a shower, I’ll make some coffee for us.”

Jungkook sighs, simply following your order. Why won’t you listen to him? Are you in some sort of denial phase, or maybe you’re really just that oblivious? This is too much for his fuzzy, drunk brain.

Jungkook shrugs off his denim jacket, dropping it somewhere on the way to your bathroom. And once he’s in there, he turns the shower on, not worried with the temperature he might get. 

“Jungkook, you didn’t close the do– what’s wrong with you?!” you yell, maybe in horror, or maybe in frustration, “Why would you get in the shower with your clothes on?!”

“I want to break your heart Y/N, and make you cry in the same way you make me cry.”

Your bathroom has a sliding glass door, and Jungkook’s forehead is leaning against it, letting the water soak his clothes and make him feel heavy. Your face relaxes, but you still look at him with confusion tinting you, the same way you have been looking at him for the past few months. “God fucking damn, I can’t think straight anymore and it’s all because of you Choi Y/N. I can’t think of anything or anyone who isn’t you.”

“Jungkook?”

“Please, Y/N. Stop asking me to speak with clarity, I can’t get any clearer than this–” he speaks again, knocking softly on your glass door “ –when I tell you I want to be your favorite one, that I want you to look at me the same way I look at you. Okay, Y/N? I don’t know what that pretty head of yours is deducting but I want you to understand I’m telling you I want to be the only one for you.”

You only stare at him, in absolute silence. The only noises come from the water that’s falling on him and your kettle in the kitchen.

Jungkook opens the door and does something he will probably regret for the rest of his miserable life, but also something his mind has been begging for so badly, he’s dreamt of it.

He can’t be bothered with turning the shower off, when he reaches for your wrist and pulls you closer to him. He presses his right hand against your cheek and his lips against yours. You gasp and he takes advantage of it by pulling you even closer.

He starts to move his lips and Jungkook swears he ascends to heaven when you kiss him back. The kiss might not even be intense like one of those you might see in American TV, but he feels his knees weak and warmth all over his body.

Your arms go to his shoulders and when your hands go for his hair, Jungkook could swear magic’s real and it’s produced by your lips, because he just likes you so much and it drives him crazy how he feels, he could laugh, and cry, scream and sing. All at the same time, just because of you.

He parts from your hold sooner than he’d like, but then again, kissing you for the rest of eternity might come a little too short for Jungkook. He rests his forehead against yours, and your hands go from his nape to his shoulders, and from his shoulders to his forearms. Both of you breathe agitatedly and Jungkook can hear his heartbeat so loud it must be bluetooth paired to a speaker, or maybe five.

“Let me be the only guy for you” he kisses you again, softly, barely the ghost of a touch, “I might just be the one.

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[bonvoyagenoona]

Dear No One | JJK

Genre: Songfic based on Dear No One by Tori Kelly

Pairings: Jungkook x Reader

Rating: PG-13

Synopsis: You and Jungkook meet, and life becomes that much more beautiful.

Themes & Content Warnings: New/developing relationship, comfort (some very light discussion of loss and emotional hurt in the past), some soft descriptions of romantic sexy times, but 99.9% fluff

Word Count: 2k (read on ao3)

Author’s Note: For @skyys-universe‘s ask! Inspired by your wonderfulness and our conversations. Thanks for always being so sharing and giving. Hope you like this, and Happy Jungkook’s Birthday!

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Words don’t always spill out of you easily. They never fit right in your mind, your teeth working them like leftover fish bones to spit back out onto the plate. Judging by the way you clammed up during your turn during the speech debate, or the karaoke night your friends coaxed you into, or your huge work presentation last Thursday, it didn’t matter how well-prepared, or guided, or researched you were. Making a point is like getting ready to fight. Expressing yourself is like walking into fire. Sharing your thoughts, like telling a secret that isn’t really yours.

But music flows everywhere around you. The ticking of a clock, a metronome. The pattern of the sprinklers outside, brushes on a snare. The birds that nest every year in the shaded corner of your balcony, a duo singing the most fantastic duet. And you sing along. Maybe that’s why they feel so comfortable coming back.

And maybe that’s why you never really leave.

“I like being independent,” you insist, when questions are asked. “Not so much of an investment. No one to tell me what to do.”  

But when Jungkook showed up, you found it hard to even say that.

He tells you that words are hard for him, too. That he can put pen to paper. That’s how you met, right? A letter that was placed in your mailbox by accident. A letter you tore into without reading. A letter that you were caught falling in love with by eyes that hadn’t meant to find yours. But they grew wide at your smile, as Jungkook is the kind of person who appreciates beauty wherever he finds it. Later, when he knows you more, he’ll wonder why you seem to be surprised that he finds it in you.

An apology. That, you can write. And that, you spoke, handing the letter back to him. You only read the first paragraph. You thought it was a bill or some other silly thing. 

“I guess I wasn’t really writing it to anyone anyway,” Jungkook replies.

There’s an explanation. He tells you about the person it was meant for. The abandoned mailbox in your building’s mailroom is overstuffed with letters from him, and from others. You’d always wondered where they went. It’s a shame that he wonders, too. Tried everything, he says. Every possible way to get in touch. Today, it’s so rare for someone to just disappear. 

He wonders if they’re lonely. If they’re stuck. If they’re by themselves.

“I like being by myself,” you share, brightly, and unexpectedly so. “Don't gotta entertain anybody else. No one to answer to.”

Jungkook smiles. He doesn’t really feel like he’s owed an answer, necessarily. And the more he talks to you, he begins to suspect that he doesn’t really think people just disappear, either.

Weeks, then months, then Jungkook is grasping your hand at the fair, fingers tinted pink and blue from cotton candy, bellies full of corn dogs and popcorn and one ill-advised turkey leg.

As Jungkook tugs you toward another ill-advised decision -- a very shady looking roller coaster -- you whine. Can’t you go home yet? Doesn’t he know this about you by now? “I don't really like big crowds,” you tell him. “I tend to shut people out. I like my space.”

The way his arm falls out of yours makes you take a breath and a step back. But the pout that his lips form make you take a step forward. So many questions. Is this how you feel? Is this how you feel about him?

You fiddle with your pink and blue fingers. He walks alongside you as you gather your thoughts. How used to life you are, focused on your thoughts. Even when unorganized, they’re yours. They’re fully yours. And they mean the world to you. You’ve learned that they are everything, the  filters through which you see life, the shades of color you paint with, the keys that your songs are in. You’ve learned what it has been like when those thoughts were not fully yours, whether taken, or simply gone. 

A pointed look towards him reminds Jungkook that he knows something about loss.

“Doesn’t that make you want to do more?” he asks, his words buzzing and crackling, sparklers dancing in the sky around you and leaving a trail. Doesn’t that make you want to jump, and fly, and fall, and bleed, and heal, and do it all over again? Jungkook knows that he only has so much time, but he also feels like whatever time he has just won’t be enough. 

His eyes scan back over to the roller coaster, ears pulled with them at the sound of thrilled laughs and screams. Don’t you want to laugh? Don’t you want to scream? 

Like with all conversations, you hear him, but you’re still with your thoughts. They don’t buzz, or crackle, or shine. They are much too precious to be out in the open, especially if just now formed. 

You’ve laughed. You’ve screamed. You’ve had plenty, you tell him. But those thrills aren’t the same as the kinds of thrills that stir your heart. The kinds of thrills that may be disguised in banality, but are actually the things you miss most when you have been rid of them. The thrill of a perfectly brewed coffee or spiced meal. The thrill of a shared, content sigh. The thrill of knowing yourself so fully that you know that you don’t want for anything.

That is precisely why you aren’t in any rush. You will revel in those thoughts for as long as you can, until you’re sure, until you’ve memorized every tinge and note. There’s still so much to learn about yourself. Still such a joyful discovery. The kind of discovery that brings about big, scary questions, and unanticipated answers. The kind of discovery that you have to do yourself. The kind of discovery that so many people take for granted. And the kind of discovery that leads to the kind of self-knowledge that ensures you a life well lived.

You must do that for yourself. And you would be even more thrilled if given the chance to share that well-lived life with someone who is that sure, too.

“But I'd love to have a soul mate,” you say, eyes softening though they remain on solid ground. “And God'll give him to me someday.” Your lips knit into a perfect smile, excited about all the possibilities, and thankful for this true gift. “And I know it'll be worth the wait.” 

The trust. The absolute trust that holds those words together. 

Jungkook still struggles with trust. Not with people. He trusts people inherently, to a fault. But with time. There’s so much to do, and accomplish, and be. For himself. For others. 

The trust you share in the words that you say. How sure you are. How confident. How brave. How brave it is to trust that however life pans out will be the life that you were always meant to lead.

Jungkook wonders why you don’t know how wonderful with words you actually are. 

You take a stroll. A sunset stroll, on the shore, near where you live. The fresh air smells like home. The salt in the breeze tastes like dinner. The sand feels like your favorite blanket.

It’s during that stroll along the shore that you share a secret that you’ve decided, in your discovery, actually is yours, belonging to the you that you are now. Later, you’ll wonder if that’s what makes it easier to share. That, plus the fact that Jungkook is so easy to talk to. So patient. So willing to listen. Unlike most people, he never finds it to be a burden.

“But sometimes, I just want somebody to hold,” you explain. “Someone to give me their jacket when it's cold. Got that young love even when we're old.”

Those youthful eyes perk up again, and they stare into your wiser ones. Maybe they’re wiser because of time. Because of experience. Or maybe they’re wiser because you’ve just always been so careful. Maybe it’s not that words are difficult for you. It’s that you respect their power once wielded.

And once you’ve shown him something that he can give you, he respects their power even more. 

He smiles so happily at you. He can give you that. He’s given it so freely in the past. He has so much more to give. And he wants to give it to you.

In his excitement, his body veers closer toward you, and your knuckles knock against each other. A quiet giggle. A soft sorry. And you feel Jungkook’s fingers twitch near yours. 

You grin at him knowingly.

“Sometimes… I want someone to grab my hand.”  

He giggles again, and he wraps his fingers around yours.

That’s when you feel it.

The words.

The words are starting to drip out of you like the passion you’ll share during this approaching, tantalizing kiss. Tongue no longer stabbed by words but caressed with care. Teeth no longer grit or working but resting. You forgot your mouth was good for so many other things. You’re thankful that Jungkook is the one who chooses to remind you.

The car ride home is quiet. Jungkook usually blasts the stereo, windows shaking in their frames, jam-packing each second of his life with new, and more, and better. Now, the cabin is full of a different kind of new, and more, and better. It’s full of the nourishing buzz and spice that you give to each other. It’s full of the shared, content sighs that you echo to each other as he admittedly races both of you back home. It’s full of the knowledge that whatever happens next won’t leave you wanting for anything.

The words indeed come again.

“Pick me up, pull me close, be my man.”

The words now drip out of you like the arousal that will seep from your deepest flesh. Jungkook pulls words, and sentences, and paragraphs, and odes, and novels, oozing out of your most precious and secret of places.

More requests flow out of you. Kiss here. Bite there. Hold close. Come inside.

He smells like home. His salt tastes like dinner. His skin feels like your favorite blanket.

His hands less search, more remember, as if he already knew every dip and curve. His voice sounds more and more like your thoughts. His body moves to them, as if you have shared them. His hips rock against yours like the ocean, gentle, but mighty. 

And in his arms, you shiver, awash in his buzz and crackle, his energy lighting you up. 

He gazes down at you. In awe. Appreciating the unanticipated answers, especially if they’re wrapped up in you.

Your heartbeat is so strong.

You crane your neck up to him, and he cushions your lips with his. And then you tell him another of your secrets. One that you are sure about at its core, though you aren’t necessarily sure of how it will look.

“I will love you ‘til the end.”

Words don’t always spill out of you easily. 

But when you read them, you know the meaning of them instantly. 

And Jungkook no longer reads your quiet days as threats but comforts, almost finding it flattering that you need time in between to prepare yourself for the ecstasy that you feel when you see him again. He’s learned to appreciate taking things slow because you’ve taught him that while time is all you have, that time spent can mean so much more when rid of all the worries and hurries that can plague his mind.

Each message that Jungkook leaves you reminds you of his devotion. They remind you because he keeps sending them. They remind you because, like those songbirds, he keeps coming back. And they remind you because they have the wise trust that he so often marveled at in yours.

“So if you're out there, I swear to be good to you. But I'm done looking for my future someone. 'Cause when the time is right, you'll be here, but for now… 

Dear no one, this is your love song.”

[jinderellas-castle]

𝐏𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬...(𝐉. 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤) 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒: 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝟏𝟑𝐭𝐡, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟑

eek oh btw im basing his age off of his korean age, not his international age beep boop hope u enjoy <3

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 || Masterlist

It was the day of their official debut, their three years of training finally paid off. Jungkook was sixteen now and sat backstage with the rest of the group while they waited for their turn on the stage. Unlike the other members, Jungkook was extremely nervous, to the point where he couldn’t sit down or stay still at all. It was because of Y/n.

Were they still dating? Even Jungkook didn’t know and he was supposed to be the one in the relationship. Things had gotten rocky in their very young relationship almost a week after they got together. Y/n was busy with her schooling and Jungkook had developed the habit of overworking himself and not answering the phone for days on end. It had gotten to the point where they would text once a week at the most and calls were fairly rare. Jungkook had wanted to ask about their relationship for a while but decided against out of fear for the worst. Instead, he invited her to their concert and mailed her a ticket to come backstage.

“Jungkook what’s wrong with you?” Jungkook turned toward the voice that happened to be Namjoon’s. He was so caught up in his own thoughts that he didn’t even notice their leader walk up to him.

“I just hope Y/n will come,” Jungkook said looking down, trying to hide his blush. But unfortunately for him, as soon as the other members heard Y/n’s name slip out of his mouth there was total chaos and Jungkook would most likely never hear the end of it.

“Jungkookie who’s Y/n?!”

“Our maknae has a girlfriend?!” Jin and Jimin were quick to grasp on to the situation and began asking Jungkook random questions and making fun of his now increasing blush. Thanks to Jin and Jimin’s loud laughter, the other members came over to see what was so funny to have made Jin laugh like a windshield wiper. Jungkook tried to escape the laughing boys while they were distracted but Jimin was quick to grab Jungkook and bring him back. “Jungkookie has a girlfriend!” Soon everyone backstage practically knew your name. And when Jungkook finally started answering their bombarding questions there was even more chaos.

“We’ve known each other since-”

“Who are you?”

“I’m looking for Jungkook, he gave me a backstage pass.”

The world went quite as soon as he heard the voice he’s been desperate to hear for months. Completely ignoring his members, he pushed in front of them, searching for the face that went with the equally beautiful voice. It didn’t take long for him to spot Y/n, she was talking to one of the workers, showing him her pass and official invitation. Jungkook began walking over to her but stopped as the two made eye contact. Y/n couldn’t contain the smile that was growing wider on her face.

“Kookie!” She quickly ran over to the frozen boy, jumping onto him and entrapping him in a hug. At first Jungkook stood stiff, still in shock that he was now seeing Y/n in person. But when he felt Y/n squeeze him tighter, he wrapped his arms around her, spinning the two of them in a circle. He kept his hands on her shoulders after she pulled away, admiring her face and other features that come with growing up. But the quiet moment was ruined as the other six boys came running towards them like a herd of bison.

Y/n and Jungkook were bombarded with questions as soon as the other boys reached them. But Y/n didn’t seem to mind, giggling and laughing with the other members as they asked their random questions. At first Jungkook was worried about Y/n not liking the crazy energy his friends had, but she seemed to be getting along with them just fine. Jungkook began to calm down, listening to them talk. That is until the boys started asking other types of questions.

“So are you two dating?”

“Yeah we are.”

“No we aren’t.” Both Y/n and Jungkook answered at the same time. Needless to say, there was a lot of awkward tension in the area. Jungkook looked at Y/n shocked by her decline of them dating and Y/n stared at him in confusion as to why they said they were dating. “What?” she asked quietly, the other boys took it as a hint to leave the two alone before stage.

Jungkook didn’t really know how to respond and stood there for a moment, just staring into her eyes while trying to figure out something to say. But Y/n turned her head with an expression of her face that Jungkook was not able to read.

“Look, let’s just talk about this after your performance. I’m going to find my seat.” Y/n left without letting Jungkook get a word out. Jungkook really didn’t want to see the rest of his members or even perform anymore, there was a lot on his mind right now. But soon enough, the camera crew was calling them onto the stage to do their performance. He felt Namjoon pat him on the back as they walked out onto the stage.

There weren’t as many people there as seen in other concerts, but the fact that there were people at all made Jungkook’s heart beat faster with excitement and for the time being he was able to forget about what he had to talk about with Y/n later. They were going to only perform their two songs We Are Bulletproof and No More Dream. While looking at the crowd from the stage, he was able to catch Y/n’s eyes for a split second. She gave him an awkward wave before pretending to admire the stage. Jungkook took the hint and got ready for the performance.

Although they were only performing two songs, the members had a blast, finally being able to show the world their music. Jungkook was having the time of his life, he knew that being on stage was the career he wanted to pursue. Occasionally he would glance over at Y/n who seemed to be enjoying the show, which just excited Jungkook even more.

Once the performance was over the boys walked backstage still high on the adrenaline surge of being able to go out on stage. The boys were handed towels and water bottles to help them cool down. There were smiles and cheers all around and the boys were all ready to go back to their dorms and cool off. But as the offstage crew began to help them clean off their makeup, Jungkook remembered that he had to talk to Y/n.

He stayed back as the other members were getting ready to go home, peeking from behind the stage to see where Y/n was. He looked toward her seat but she wasn’t there and he instantly thought that she had left and didn’t want to talk to him anymore.

“Jungkookie,” Y/n said as she approached him, she had left as soon as the show was over so she could talk to him as soon as possible. Y/n held back a small giggle when she saw Jungkook’s face as he turned around to face her.

“Oh hey...I thought you left,” he said quietly, looking everywhere but at her.

“So about us dating,” Y/n led on, hoping for Jungkook to contribute a little more to the conversation they were going to have to have eventually. But when Jungkook stayed silent, Y/n decided to keep going. “Look, Jungkook, I like you alot okay? But that was three years ago and honestly we haven’t even talked to each other since you left. We’ve both grown up since we last saw each other. I think we just need some time…” Y/n trailed off when she noticed the tears rolling down Jungkook’s face and the red tint to his knuckles as he clenched his fists together. But before Y/n could ask Jungkook what was wrong, he looked at her, wiped the tears away, and smiled.

“I’ll give you all the time you need Y/n,” he hugged her tightly and then left her standing there as he walked off, wanting to get home as soon as possible so he could pretend none of this never happened.

[wintervee]

IF YOU LOVE HIM

•A Vkook OneShot

Time was running out.

The tremors were getting stronger and more painful. He would disappear and Taehyung would be alone.

Sighing Jungkook sat down on the old sofa and took the notebook in which he wrote his lyrics that was near him.

He began to leaf through it, reading the songs they had written together,up to the blank pages. He stared at them for a minute then picked up his pen and started writing.

Take it

If he gives you his heart

Don't you break it

Let your arms be a place

He feels safe in

He's the best thing that you'll ever have

Jungkook smiled and began to write down everything Taehyung loved.

He always has trouble

Falling asleep

And he likes to cuddle

While under the sheets

He loves Pop songs

And dancing, and bad trash TV

There's still a few other things

He loves love notes and babies

And likes giving gifts

Has a hard time accepting

A good compliment

And he loves his whole family

And all of his friends

He stopped. He thought of the one who would take his place in Taehyung's life. With a heart full of sadness he re-began writing.

So if you're the one he lets in

Take it

If he gives you his heart

Don't you break it

Let your arms be a place

He feels safe in

He's the best thing that you'll ever have

He'll love you

If you love him

On days when

It feels like the whole world

Might cave in

Stand side by side

And you'll make it

He's the best thing that you'll ever have

He'll love you

If you love him like that

Tears began to roll down his cheeks as he wrote.

Kiss him with passion

As much as you can

Run your hands through his hair

Whenever he's sad

And when he doesn't notice

How pretty he is

Tell him over and over

So he never forgets

Take it

If he gives you his heart

Don't you break it

Let your arms be a place

He feels safe in

He's the best thing that you'll ever have

He'll love you

If you love him

On days when

It feels like the whole world

Might cave in

Stand side by side

And you'll make it

He's the best thing that you'll ever have

He'll love you

His heart clenched at every word thinking how much he would like to be by his side forever.

If you love him like that

He'll love you

If you love him like that

He'll love you

If you love him

He'll love you

If you love him like that

Oh, oh, yeah, yeah

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

He'll love you

He'll love you

He'll love you

He'll love you

If you love him

On days when

It feels like the whole world

Might cave in

Stand side by side

And you'll make it

He's the best thing that you'll ever have

He'll love you

If you love him like that.

He stopped writing. He dropped the pen on the papers and put his hands through his hair. He squeezed them tightly as tears streamed down his cheeks. In the silence of the room, only his sobs could be heard. He then raised his head and with a last effort took the pen and wrote at the bottom of the page:

"Take care of him"

and then left the room.

Author Note:

Hi! This is my first vkook Fanfiction. This ff is a SongFic based on a tv show that i love and i hope you'll like it💜