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genzgay · 8 years ago

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Flustered (part 3)

Pairing: Yugbam

Word count: 2.2k

Warnings: even more bad pickup lines, edgy art descriptions, awkward kissing, bts members

Fluster, verb. To make (someone) agitated or confused 

Yugyeom, a quiet and shy library assistant, just wants to keep the peace. BamBam, a quirky design student, knows too many pickup lines. When they exchange numbers it feels like the world turned upside down.

based off this ask

part 1 part 2

for @cutepimook

Yugyeom stared into the void of his closet, unhappy with every imaginable combo that could come out of it. Since BamBam had essentially looked like a god at their last date, Yugyeom was taking it upon himself to not just wear a t-shirt and jeans.

He pulled out a blue turtleneck and matching blue trench coat that his brother's girlfriend had so kindly gifted him this past Christmas. They just didn't seem right though. He laid out another option: black button up, black jeans, and a tiger patterned bomber jacket. Nope. He looked over to his roommate who was boredly playing on his phone. "What do you wear on a date?" Yugyeom asked with a sigh.

"I'm calling the boys." Jungkook answered, hitting a few buttons on his phone.

"No you're not." Yugyeom didn't need more of Jungkook's friends involved. "Don't-"

Jungkook only sneered. "Yugyeom's having an outfit crisis." His smile grew. "Yes, that would be great." Within another two minutes Kim Namjoon, Park Jimin, and Kim Taehyung were waltzing into their tiny room. "Hey guys!"

"So where're we headed?" Namjoon questioned, sliding open the door of Yugyeom's closet. "Out with friends? Studying? A date?" He elbowed Yugyeom in the side.

Yugyeom grew red. "Yep! He's going out to the student art exhibit." Jungkook replied for him. Yugyeom was going to have to kill him later.

"Ah." Namjoon put his finger to his lips in thought. He bent his brows. "Oh! Here!" Within another five minutes, Yugyeom was admiring himself in the mirror.

"It's stunning."

"It's gorgeous."

"It's perfect."

"I'd fuck him."

"TAE!" They all gasped. The third oldest only shrugged.

"What?" He wasn't wrong. The turtleneck and leather jacket combo was, well, sexy, but managed to seem student art exhibit appropriate. Yugyeom found himself flaunting in the mirror. "See, he loves it." Taehyung argued, waving to Yugyeom.

"I do look good." Yugyeom said. "Really good."

At exactly 11:57, there was a knock at the door. Since it's nearly impossible to get Jungkook's friends out of their room, all four of them perked up in excitement. Yugyeom's heart rate picked up. Maybe it would be BamBam on the other side, three minutes early. Instead, a coffee-carrying, sweater-wearing Mingyu stood at the door. "Why are you all staring? Did I spill?"

"Nope, watched you walk all the way up the stairs." There was a familiar voice. Mingyu turned around, revealing a bomber jacket clad BamBam holding two cups of coffee. "Too bad I had the same idea."

"I thought you said no coffee." Yugyeom said, cursing the carrier.

"Don't worry, it's only tea!" BamBam reassured, selecting one of the pair and giving it to Yugyeom. "I wasn't sure what you liked, so I got my favorite citrus mint one." Yugyeom accepted it, the warmth spread from his hands to his heart. He took a sip. The chill of the mint layered just perfectly with tangy notes of lemon, totally reinventing what tea should be.

"Oh my god." Yugyeom exclaimed. "This-"

"Yeah. It's great. Since we're coffee free I decided that you *had* to try it." BamBam agreed, his head nodding as he took a sip of his own drink. "Also, you're a hot-tea."

Yugyeom spat his tea, misting himself with a good coating of the liquid. His cheeks were hot, not only because of the accident, but because the compliment was a cleverly constructed pun.

"That was cute." Jimin cooed. He was only two years older than Yugyeom but acted like he was ten years older. Only then did it occur to him that he and BamBam were standing in the hallway, being watched by a small collection of Yugyeom's friends. Jimin beamed at them from his front row spot.

Yugyeom rolled his eyes. "Let me, um, change."

They walked over to the arts building, and BamBam immediately began apologizing that they weren't headed to somewhere nicer. "We're both broke college students," He explained, "I spent nearly the last of my money on the tea that you so willingly shot out your nose."

"You just laid that pun and compliment down like it was nothing!" Yugyeom raised his arms in mock offense. "How was I supposed to react?"

"Definitely not by coating the Blue dorm's third floor in citrus mint tea." BamBam laughed. They stepped into the main arts hall, where the entire first floor was an exhibit of various student works. As long as you had a student ID and promised to write feedback on at least one piece, you could get in for free. It was enough for Yugyeom. They took their tickets from a girl with long, blue hair and a gentle smile.

"Here's your feedback slips! Just drop them in the box at the end." She instructed, handing them two small, neon green strips of paper.

They entered the exhibit and found that they were alone, save for a single professor. The man had his sleeves rolled all the way to his elbows, a five o'clock shadow, and a frown on his face. Clearly buried in thought, he jumped when he turned and saw Yugyeom and BamBam. "Oh, hi!" He shouted. "Would you two come over and look at this?" He gestured to a series of drawings. "I'm not sure what to think. My student did these drawings of his girlfriend while high and now everyone thinks he's the next Picasso."

A bird-woman with wings sprouting from her back and golden, windswept hair peered back at them. She became more whimsical and color soaked with each drawing. The second to last one depicted her as merely a blob of colors; the final one returned her to her true form: a girl in a blue sweater. "These are so pretty." BamBam commented. "It shows how warped our world can be with just one small change. Like, a total reality shift. Is what we see just an affect of the oxygen we breathe?"

How beautiful.

"Thanks. Name?" The professor asked.

"BamBam." He answered. "I'm a fashion design student. And this is Kim Yugyeom,"

"Dance major." Yugyeom said, filling in the blank.

The professor smiled. "I'll have your feedback strips waived then. Enjoy the art guys!" He walked off, fixing his hair in the process.

The two looked at each, back to the bird-woman, then at each other. "What was that?" Yugyeom asked.

"Bullshitting." BamBam answered. They both laughed at this, cackling until their lungs hurt.

"Shall we do more?" And for the rest of the afternoon, Yugyeom and BamBam practiced their most profound bullshitting. They turned vinyl food recreations into existential reflections on childhood and paint splattered canvases into the Mona Lisa. Then, a single painting of two guys holding hands caught Yugyeom off guard. "The Hold", as it was titled, totally stopped his snarky comments. It genuinely belonged in a museum.

The guys in the painting were made of carefully painted flowers. Blue bells made up one guy's shirt; their faces were sunflowers. Yugyeom instantly felt himself drowning in the painting. His eyes wanted to eat up every inch of it. "This," he started.

"I know." replied BamBam. They stood in complete silence for a moment. When Yugyeom looked back to see BamBam's reaction, he noticed BamBam's eyes weren't in the painting, but him.

Did Yugyeom have a stain somewhere? "What?"

"A complete masterpiece is looking at a painting."

Yugyeom's heart dissolved. The usual pick up lines were fine, but this one hit him like a punch. 3, 2, 1, knock out! Yugyeom was definitely down. "You-"

"Yes? I acknowledged how handsome and wonderful you are by comparing you to your new favorite painting?" BamBam asked, smiling. Yugyeom kinda wanted to punch and kinda wanted to kiss him.

"Did you take me here just so you could say that?"

"No, of course not." BamBam aggressively shook his head. "I definitely don't plan dates around what compliments I can give my boyfriends."

An alarm started going off in Yugyeom's head: HE SAID BOYFRIEND. HE SAID BOYFRIEND. HE SAID BOYFRIEND. HE SAID-

"I know I said boyfriend, it's probably a little early but,"

Yugyeom cut him off, "Yes!" He realized just how loudly he'd just shouted. "I mean, yes, I would totally be your boyfriend." He covered his face with both his hands, wanting to hide his embarrassment. His smile hurt.

"Great," BamBam laughed and Yugyeom realized how much he was in love with his laugh and the breathy, squeakiness of it and the way BamBam's face lit up and how his nose crinkled. They turned back to the painting and gasped at the same time.

"IT'S ON SALE!" They said simultaneously.

"How much ramen money can you sacrifice?" Yugyeom asked. It was only 25,000 won, but they were in a free exhibit for a reason.

BamBam shrugged. "Whatever it takes to get this." He pulled his wallet out and emptied it into his hand: 10,000 won and a couple of coins. Yugyeom did the same. Together they had 23,000 won and would go lunch less for a couple of weeks. When they went to the front to ask, the girl laughed and said the artist just wanted someone to take it. All in all, this date was a win.

As they walked back, they decided BamBam could have the painting on grounds of not having a single roommate to possibly ruin it. Departing at his dorm, BamBam hugged Yugyeom as tightly as he could. Yugyeom could feel his heart melting. The minute the hug broke, he missed it.

"See you!" BamBam shouted from the entrance door. "Text me, okay?"

"I will!" Yugyeom shouted back. "Bye, Bam!" He then returned his dorm, alone but not lonely.

Upon arrival, he was bombarded by questions from Jungkook and the boys (who, unfortunately, had stayed for the whole two hours Yugyeom was gone and left Cheeto dust on his comforter). "How was is Yugyeommie?"

"What did you do?"

"He's smiling guys! That has to mean something!"

"Look at his blush, isn't he cute?"

"How's BamBam?"

"Why didn't you tell us he was cute before he came up here?"

"Now he's really blushing guys!"

Yugyeom just laughed at their sudden interest. He sat on the edge of his bed (he was not getting Cheeto dust on his jacket. What heathens.) and shrugged. "I'm good, BamBam is good. We even got a painting for free."

"Any other details, Yugs?" Namjoon asked.

"He's-" Yugyeom's big smile was impeding his speech. "We are a couple now."

Jimin gasped. "No way!" And the questions kept rolling.

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Unsure of ever getting himself to stop smiling like some idiot, Yugyeom knew he had to get BamBam back with at least one pick up line. There was only one other person as masterful at the art of cringe:

Jackson Wang.

Yugyeom began typing his message.

Yugyeom: Hey Jackson! So I need some help

Jackson: Ooooh~ With what?

Yugyeom: Remember that guy I told you about with the pickup lines?

Jackson: Mhm

Yugyeom: Well he's my boyfriend now and I NEED to get back at him with one. Do you have any ideas?

Jackson: I may have a few

For another whole hour, they debated the merits of puns, what topics would be appropriate, and if it should even be sexual. By the end, they had a masterpiece.

Jackson: It's beautiful

Yugyeom: What a work of art, thank you

He then switched over and texted BamBam.

Yugyeom: Hey, could we hang out at your dorm tomorrow?

BamBam: I'd love that!

Yugyeom: Great! Good night Bam!

BamBam: Good night Yugyeommie!

Yugyeom shut off his phone, completely content with what was to come. He fell asleep peacefully.

Yugyeom was freaking out. His hands were shaking, his heart was pounding, and he was sweating like it was the middle of July. He wasn't even sure he would have the guts to knock on BamBam's door. But then he was, his fist against a solid sheet of wood to the beat of his heart. BamBam opened the door.

"Oh hey Yugyeom! Jackson's here because he had a warning?"

Fifty hundred panic alarms went off in Yugyeom's head. They were telling him to turn around and run. He couldn't do this to BamBam; he couldn't say this pickup line without some mood.

There sat Jackson, a shit eating grin on his face. "Hey Yugyeom!" He cheered as a greeting.

"So I heard that there's a certain pickup line you want to tell me?" BamBam asked, an eyebrow raised in challenge.

That's when it clicked in Yugyeom's head. What he and Jackson had planned wasn't the perfect pickup line. Nope, there was something much better for BamBam. "Yes, actually." Yugyeom walked up and grabbed hold of BamBam's shirt, pulling his face closer and closer until their lips locked.

For a second, BamBam froze, shocked. His eyes asked fifty questions. Then he smiled, leaning into it, and pulled Yugyeom closer, accepting it. All Yugyeom could focus on was how soft BamBam's lips were and how he had no idea what he was doing and how- oh my god is that a tongue?

It wasn't very romantic to say the least. When Yugyeom couldn't breathe anymore and they knocked noses for the thousandth time, he pulled back. "Sorry, I didn't know what to-"

Arms still around Yugyeom's neck, BamBam met Yugyeom's eyes and smiled. "It was more than fine Yugyeom. I think we just need more practice."

Yep, Yugyeom's cheeks were red and hot. He was completely flustered, but it was fine.

A Message For June: And that’s the end!! I really hope you enjoyed and waiting the extra three weeks paid off (gosh I’m really sorry about the delay)! There’s potential for a part two?????????? I have so many things that I wrote for this that didn’t make it into my final drafts. ALSO this is the first fic i’ve ever completed and wow it’s nice. Anyway, please have a good night.

p.s. wanna collab on that markjin au by @/gotnsfw???? it’s just a thought

#ahh i hope you like it!!#yugbam #got7snet #got7network #got7maknaelinenet #bambam #yugyeom #got7 #yugbam fic #flustered #i can't write kissing scenes so i purposefully made it awkward yay!!!!!!!!!!!!#heckkkkkk #also i included bts members but not mark???

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got7doubleb · 8 years ago

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Yugbum #39 please~

“Stop acting like you don’t know how cute you are” -yugbum

So cute - Jaebum+Yugyeom, fluff, G 1k+ wordsIn the train ride back home, Jaebum thinks of how cute Yugyeom is.

a/n: this req has been sitting in my draft for almost a month and i have finally finished writing it. i am sorry it took so long! i hope this is ok and i hope you like it

it’s also based on something Yugbum said during Got2day, about Jaebum defending him with his friends.

Yugyeom bounces into the train and sitshimself across from Jaebum. The train is relatively empty except for the lateworking population and stray teens with their earphones tucked into their earsto block out the world. Jaebum allows himself to stare a Yugyeom who hadalready fished out his hand phone from his pocket to reply messages. The frizzylight brown locks of his hair were bouncing along with the train’s movement andthe smile playing on his mouth gradually getting wider. Jaebum wondered if hehad ever counted the small beauty marks that scattered across his face. (Don’tworry Jaebum knows where each one hides and how many he has in total.)

“Hyung” Yugyeom says without glancing awayfrom his phone, waking Jaebum from his train of thought. “What was the lastsong we danced to just now?”

Jaebum attempts to recollect his memoriesfor a moment. He remembers them dancing in free style at the park just momentsago with some of Jaebum’s dancing crew and he is positive both of them weregrooving to the beat. But the only thing he could recall was the sight ofYugyeom moving to the beat, his face illuminated by the dim park lights and hislight brown hair bouncing as his feet brought hm to wherever the beat was. Itwas a hypnotizing sight and the whole world seemed to disappear at that scene.

“I don’t recall” Jaebum frowns, almost asif he was afraid to let Yugyeom down. Yugyeom pouts cutely, finally making eyecontact with the elder.

“That’s too bad. I really liked it” hesighed. Jaebum feels his heart swell at the adorable way Yugyeom placed his words;he looks away from the playful expression Yugyeom shows him, shying away.

“Thank you for bringing me along” Yugyeomsays abruptly speaking in a serious tone. He waits until Jaebum looked at himbefore his face turns into a sincere smile. Yugyeom is oozing with happinessthat its infectious and Jaebum can’t help but smile back. “Even though theother hyungs probably didn’t want me around, thank you for bringing me”

Jaebum just smiled in reply.

It was true. The other members of his crewwere a bit weary when Jaebum had proposed to invite a mere high school studentto their dance meet ups. But Jaebum had insisted (with all his life) thatYugyeom was a terrific dancer and it would be fun if he was around. The resistanceslowed down once Jaebum had shown them a video of Yugyeom dancing in his talentshow. He was an awkward tall kid with all smiles and rainbows but the moment hedanced, Yugyeom was a glimmering star.

His skills could be polished but hismovement was natural to the beat and anyone who had any sort of passion fordance could see, Yugyeom loved dancing.

Itreally wasn’t a big deal.

“Hyung, can I sit next to you?”

Jaebum looked at Yugyeom who was nowstanding in front of him trying his best to balance himself on the moving trainwith a questioning look. Why would he need to ask when the seat was obviouslynot taken?

Jaebum nods anyway and Yugyeom plopped downnext to him and immediately leans himself into Jaebum’s shoulder.

“What are you doing” Jaebum asked, fakinghis angry tone to mask the obvious flush in his cheeks. He could feel hisheartbeat fastening at the contact. He tried to shrug Yugyeom away but hisattempts only seemed to make Yugyeom more determined.

“Hyung, I’m sleepy, let me!” Yugyeom pouts.His cuteness was so natural in his speech that at this proximity Jaebum couldfeel his heart want to jump out of his chest. It was so adorable.

“YAH! You’re heavy!” Jaebum (fake)complained. His attempts of shrugging Yugyeom off were abandoned completely as heallowed Yugyeom to nuzzle further into his shoulder. Jaebum could see thereflection of Yugyeom’s peaceful face in the reflection of the opposite window.His eyes shut peacefully as he tried to catch some sleep. Jaebum tries to moveto look at the other, making minimal movement so he wont jerk Yugyeom awake.Jaebum could feel Yugyeom’s hair tickle his cheek and for a moment an uge toplace a kiss on his head flashes through his mind.

Jaebum looks around in the train and seesthat there was only one other passenger sitting far from them. She was focusedon her phone and probably wouldn’t notice Jaebum placing a kiss on his head.

Would Yugyeom think it’s weird if he placeda kiss on his head?

“Yugyeommie” Jaebum murmurs softly, makingsure the younger was asleep. When Yugyeom doesn’t say anything, Jaebum bitesback a smile. He closes the distance between his lips and the part of Yugyeom’shead he could reach, feeling his heart make a ruckus in his rib cage.

“Hyung” Yugyeom groaned, making Jaebumfreeze altogether. “Stop moving”

Jaebum huffed, feeling like he should pushoff Yugyeom’s head from his shoulder from the disrespect. Jaebum’s shoulder wasfeeling stiff from how long Yugyeom was lying there. How could he justreprimand him like that.

However he doesn’t because he won’t say itout loud but Yugyeom could lie on his shoulder all he wants.

“And stop staring at me, it’s creepy”

“YAH! KIM YUGYEOM”

Yugyeom flinches away as if he knew thatJaebum was going to kill him for that comment. He had a sneaky smile etched onhis face, his eyes lost in wrinkles as he giggles to the end of the bench awayfrom Jaebum.

Jaebum flings himself towards him withdifficulty as the train moves but Yugyeom just runs further. He could feel theother passenger watching them play like children.

Yugyeom then finds a seat, still chucklingbetween his heavy breathing, hands up indefense and Jaebum tries to find hithim. Soon enough, Jaebum pouts, giving up on his revenge on Yugyeom and sitsdown next to him. Yugyeom only laughs louder.

“Stop acting like you don’t know how cuteyou are” Yugyeom chuckled.

Jaebum’s eyes fly open in disbelief becauseone, he was NOT cute; two, why was Yugyeom saying that because it’s making hisheart beat funny; three, how dare Yugyeom talk down on him like that.

Yugyeom must know what he had just donebecause he laughs louder, mumbling a little ‘so cute’ comment.

#yugbum #got7snet #got7 fics #yugyeom #im jaebum #jaebum #myfic #gotsichiwrites2017 #holykpope #ask

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kpopperreaction · 8 years ago

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NamKook angst requested

yay, I got this done and I am so sorry that it took me so long to do! I will say this now, this isn't my greatest angst and I think I did poorly on this. So enjoy.

Warning: attempted suicide and mentions of alcohol.

Too young; that is what Jungkook was always told.

“Hyung, can I go to the club with you guys?”

“No Kookie, you are too young”

“Hyung, can I watch this movie with you?” “Sorry Kookie, you are a bit too young.”

Being told he was too young irritated the golden maknae and it made it even worse when one of the people telling him that he was too young was the one he loved the most; BTS’ leader, Rap Monster AKA Kim Namjoon.

“KOOKIE~!” Hoseok yells and hugs the younger from behind as they walk back to their dressing room after they finish performing Blood, Sweat and Tears on Inkigayo for the second time this month. The maknae chuckles at his hyung’s energy and he sits on the couch while checking his phone. He sees a message notification and he opens his texts. “Hey, a bunch of us are going out for some clubbing and drinks tonight? You wanna come with~?” the message read and he sighs while typing back to the other.

“How many people are you talking about BamBam?” he hits send and he plays a few games while waiting for the other 97 liner to text him back. A few minutes later, his phone buzzes signaling that the Thai male has messaged him and he takes a look at what the other said.

“Well so far I got Yugyeommie, DK, Mingyu and Minghao to come along so 6 if you come as well~!” BamBam’s message read and Jungkook looks when a shadow blocks the building lights. The maknae looks up to see Jimin standing there and he gives a small smile towards the other. “What cha reading there Kookie~?” the elder asks a bit too loudly catching the other members’ attention and takes a seat next to the youngest member.

“A message from BamBam. He wants to know if I can go out to hang out with him and some others,” Jungkook says, leaving out the part about drinking and clubbing so he doesn’t worry his hyungs. “I don’t see why you-“Jin begins saying, but is cut off by a different voice.

“Absolutely not. Knowing BamBam, he will be bringing you out for drinks and taking you to a club,” Namjoon says crossing his arms and giving a stern look, “plus you are too young for that kind of stuff.”

The maknae stands up and looks at the leader with a stern look as well and he walks over to the elder.

“I am the same age as them for your information Namjoon hyung so I am not too young and I haven’t been able to hang out with my friends because of our comeback. Please, let me go out with them. Just for one night,” Jungkook pleads trying to get the elder to give in and he gives his best puppy eyes.

“I don’t care if you are the same age as them. My answer is still no,” Namjoon says and goes to get his makeup removed. The maknae frowns and sits in one of the chairs to get his makeup removed as well then he pulls out his phone to text BamBam back.

“I’ll go. Meet me outside the dorm at 9,” he hits the send button and gives a side glare in Namjoon’s direction.

*Time skip; 8:50 pm*

Jungkook quietly looks around the hall to make sure the members that stayed in the dorm (Jin suggested that they go out since Jungkook wasn’t allowed to go out with his friends) are sleeping then he gets up to get ready to go. He pulls on a pair of tight black jeans that show off his well-toned thighs, a loose white t-shirt and his boots (not the ones he usually wears) then he grabs his phone and wallet. He checks the time and he quietly sneaks out to wait for the others to show up. He sees a black van pull up and the door is opened to reveal Yugyeom looking at him with a slight smile. “Hey Kook. Hurry up and get in. Bammie is getting impatient cause we aren’t at the club yet,” the other says as Jungkook slides into the seat. He greets the other three people in the car as they drive off to their destination and he feels his phone buzz in his pocket letting him know he has a call. Jungkook looks at the phone and his smile is lost seeing that the caller is none other than Namjoon.

“Is your babysitter calling you? Dude, just ignore it,” Yugyeom says from the front seat of the van and the maknae of BTS hits the ignore call button while putting his phone back in his pocket. The van stops in front of a very full club and Jungkook notices that all the people going in are males then he shoots a confused look at BamBam who gives a sheepish grin.

“Come on, let’s go inside before it gets too full. Remember, we aren’t idols tonight, just some guys looking for some fun~!” BamBam exclaims and hops of the car while grabbing Yugyeom’s hand in his own. The group of 6 enters the club and the bass of the song hits the BTS maknae in the chest, hard, but in a good way. They all head to a booth in the corner of the club and the Thai male gets up from the seat.

“I’ll be back~! I’m gonna go order us some shots to start this night out right~!” the other yells over the music and rushes to the bar. After 5 shots, Jungkook continues to sit in the booth while he watches Yugyeom, BamBam, Mingyu and Minghao on the dance floor, grinding against one another (BamBam on Yugyeom and Minghao on Mingyu) and DK flirting with some random cute guy on the other side of the room. He downs the rest of his drink before getting up and heading to the dance floor himself. The maknae of BTS dances alone for about 2 and a half songs when he feels hands on his waist pulling his back against a broad chest and he smirks feeling that the other is half hard.

“You like me dancing that much~?” He whispers back in the person’s ear as the man starts kissing and sucking on his neck earning a moan from the other, “let’s take this somewhere private ok handsome~?”

*Time skip; the next morning*

Jungkook walks up to the sound of clothes rustling and he opens his eyes to see a figure standing in the middle of the room looking for their clothes. His eyes adjust to the light and they go wide when they see who the figure is.

“N-Namjoon hyung?” Jungkook stutters causing the older male to freeze in the middle of putting his clothes back on and the leader of BTS looks over to see the younger male awake and sitting up in the bed, “D-Did we…have sex?”

“Jungkook, forget everything that happened last night ok? I was drunk, you were drunk, it was a mistake,” Namjoon says with a sigh and he puts the rest of his clothes on. The elder leaves the room, leaving Jungkook alone, naked and heartbroken.

‘It was a mistake….that’s right Kookie…..your love for him is a mistake,’ the younger thinks to himself and he breaks down while sobbing. The next few weeks after the incident, the members see how tense and awkward things are between Namjoon and Jungkook while seeing how the maknae rarely smiles now.

“Kookie, are you ok?” Taehyung asks one night when they are at dinner, being concerned over his best friend barely touching his food and playing with it instead.

“I’m fine Taetae hyung. Just not very hungry,” Jungkook says quietly and he gets up from his seat, “I’m going to bed early. Goodnight.”

The maknae closes the door to his room and he lies on his bed while some tears fall from his eyes.

‘I can’t do this anymore….i can’t keep pretending that my feelings for Namjoon hyung aren’t a thing anymore. I don’t deserve to be in his presence anymore,’ Jungkook thinks and he pulls out a pill bottle from under his pillow and he pours a handful into the palm of his hand. He closes his eyes and swallows all the pills then he lies down and the last thing he remembers is someone yelling his name. When he opens his eyes again, he sees a bright light above him and he squints his eyes.

“Am I in heaven?” he whispers and he jumps hearing a new voice speak.

“You’re in the hospital you moron,” the voice says and the maknae of BTS looks up to see Namjoon sitting next to him, “what were you thinking Kookie? You could have died and we would’ve lost you forever.”

Jungkook gets tears in his eyes and begins sobbing making Namjoon worry and hug the younger close to him.

“Shh, Kookie, it’s ok. We aren’t mad at you,” the elder says and rubs the 97 liner’s back, trying to comfort the crying male.

“N-Namjoon hyung….i-I love you…as more than a h-hyung,” Jungkook confesses and his sobs are captured by a pair of lips on his own.

“I love you too Kookie. For now, let’s just focus on you getting better than we will talk about our first date~” Namjoon says and gently kisses the younger again. Later on that day when the others come to see how their maknae was doing, they find the leader and the maknae in the bed together, snuggling with small, content smiles on their faces.

#namkook #requsted #very poor angst #I am so sorry that I took too long to write this

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matcha-scenes · 8 years ago

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We Don't Talk Anymore

Pairing: Taekook Genre: Slight angst Synopsis: Jungkook fucks up. A/N: Yup. Jeon Jungkook’s fricking cover yes.

It’s the 30th and Taehyung is waiting in a twenty-four hour cafe at three in the morning.

It’s his twenty-first birthday and he wants to spend it with his one and only Jeon Jungkook.

Though it’s been two hours since Gayo Daejun ended and he and his band were allowed to go home immediately. The early dawn plan they made a few months ago was in full swing. Drinking caffeinated drinks, eating saccharine pastries, and spending time together until morning in the quaint cafe they found tucked in the inner corners of Garuso-gil was the dream celebration Taehyung wanted.

But Jungkook, seems to be two hours late and counting. Taehyung’s patience thins out but somehow reinforces itself whenever he sees his lockscreen– a picture of him and Jungkook, as he checks the time.

The hot caramel latte that was ordered for Jungkook hours ago now sits cold and long forgotten.

And so he waits. It’s four, dead dark, and he’s bundled up in a sweater and a thick coat on top of that. He decides that it was best to go home and find out for himself why Jungkook wasn’t answering his calls and texts, as well as find out why Jungkook seemingly forgot the important affair. – Taehyung arrives at the dorm at five. The dorm is so quiet that the sound of him dropping his fur coat on the wooden floor reverberates through the room with a loud thud. Taehyung, not wanting to wake up any of the other members, sits on the couch and opts to sleep there.

Taehyung is sleepless. He can’t determine if it was due to the Americano or Jungkook. The first rays of sunlight start to creep in through the blinds, and his melatonin-induced tiredness finally takes over him.

– “Taehyung! Happy Birthday! Where’s Jungkook?” Jin says out loud, waking Taehyung up from his light slumber.

“I,” Taehyung sits up and rubs the grogginess out of his tired eyes. He checks the time on his phone; 11:24 and doesn’t fail to see the lock screen that used to make his heart flutter that now makes his shoulders drop with disappointment.

“Don’t know.” He says as he stands up slowly to join Seokjin in the kitchen.

“Didn’t you go on a date? This is all you’ve been talking about all these months. What happened?” Jin asks as he puts two slices of bread into the toaster.

Taehyung is silent as he twiddles with his thumbs and doesn’t meet Seokjin’s worried gaze. The older man takes the hint and stays quiet, careful not to press on.

They later found out that Jungkook is half-dead, passed out drunk, at the GOT7 dorm under the supervision of the leader, Jaebum, as his best friend, Yugyeom, lay down next to him in an equally knocked-out state.

Yoongi and Namjoon are furious, Jimin and Hoseok are sad, Seokjin is disappointed, and Taehyung, well Taehyung’s just confused. The many emotions engulf the BTS dorm in a thick cloud of tension and silence.

Taehyung doesn’t know how to confront Jungkook this time around. – It’s ironic. They’re currently sitting down in the same table where Jungkook stood Taehyung up in. The same drinks are served to them, this time with the actual presence of Jungkook.

“Why?” Taehyung asks with a hoarseness to his voice. His hands are shaking with anticipation and fear of what would happen.

“I’m sorry. It’s just that it’s the first time that I went out with actual friends to drink with. For the first time in my life, Yugyeom isn’t the only one willing to share a shot or two with me.” Jungkook says before drinking his still-hot latte.

“So, you decide to blow your own boyfriend off.” Taehyung raises one eyebrow and stares intently at Jungkook. “You decided to stand your own boyfriend up, on his birthday, for a shot or two with people you just met?”

“You wouldn’t understand! You’re always surrounded with wonderful friends of yours! Bogum hyung, Minjae hyung, Sungjae hyung, your Hwarang co-stars, heck everyone wants a piece of Kim Taehyung! You were always the popular kid. You always have friends so why can’t I have mine?” Jungkook angrily spits at the older man.

Taehyung sits there, eyes wide and unblinking before closing them and inhaling. “But of all those people, I chose you to spend my birthday with. Because you’re the one I love and the one that I want to spend time with on such a special occasion.”

He opens his eyes to Jungkook who looked ready to interject. And interject, he did.

“But Yugyeom–”

“Yugyeom this! Yugyeom that! You stood your own boyfriend up on his birthday and it will never change a thing whether it’s about Yugyeom or not!” Taehyung hisses. He abruptly stands up, ready to leave.

“Hyung.” Jungkook grabs onto Taehyung’s hand with a pleading tone. It falls on dead ears as Taehyung forcibly takes his hand away from the firm grip and leaves without another word.

Jungkook is alone at the cafe now. He cards a hand through his hair, unknowing of what will happen next. He’s grateful that their fight didn’t draw too much attention as they were the only ones at the cafe. But still, he’s at a loss for what he’s going to do next.

– “Hyung, what do you do when you’re desperate?” Jungkook asks Yoongi softly. He had been shut out by all the other members all day after they knew about what happened. Yoongi was his last hope on getting advice on what to do.

“Music.” Yoongi replies as he took off his headphones. “Look kid, you fucked up. Accept it. Give Taehyung a bit of time and space to recover. He’s the one who’s worse off after all.”

Jungkook frowns. “So are you implying that I’m fine?”

“You seemed pretty fine the dawn you decided to recklessly abandon your boyfriend and drink with your friends. And on his birthday. So don’t complain about whatever Taehyung’s doing to recuperate because you deserve every single thing that’s happening to you right now.” Yoongi’s voice is stern and monotonous but the words seemed very hostile.

“Isn’t that a bit too harsh?” Jungkook whines.

“The moment you told us that you and Taehyung were dating, we stopped seeing you as a kid. But after this, I’m not so sure. I thought you were capable of commitment, maturity, all that shit that involved in having a serious relationship. And yes, I’m being harsh on you because I know you can take it. And if you can’t, then we thought wrong.” Yoongi stands up to leave. “You’re still a kid.”

Jungkook beats him to the door. “I’m leaving. Don’t worry. This is your studio. I’ll find some place else to think.”

Yoongi nods and returns to his swivel chair to do the perfunctory editing for an upcoming track.

– “Hey.” Taehyung smiles lightly. “Can we talk?”

“Of course! What is it hyung?” Yugyeom lets the older boy into the living room in a heartbeat. “Please, sit down. Would you like anything?”

“No, I’m fine. Thank you.” Taehyung gestures for Yugyeom to sit down next to him and he obeys. “Jungkook and I had a fight. I must admit, I am a bit mad at you for urging him to drink, and on my birthday. It’s fine if it’s other days but it seemed so uncalled for that day. I want to let go of my anger towards you and just say this.”

“Oh shit. I am so sorry hyung. I really am.” Yugyeom looks down with disappointment. “Happy birthday though.” He mutters with a bit of enthusiasm.

“Hey, look at me.” Taehyung places a hand on Yugyeom’s shoulder. “You’re Jungkook’s best friend and I can’t take that away from the both of you. I can’t stay mad at you either since you’re such a good kid. But it really seems like he doesn’t care anymore. He would rather pick everyone else except me. Hell he picked you guys on my own birthday.”

“What? Jungkook goes on and on about the two of you all the time when we’re together! He loves you so much, hyung. It would be devastating to him if he knew that you thought of it like that. He’s just a kid. We’re kids. And on behalf of my best friend, we’re truly sincerely sorry. I don’t want you to break up. Please.” Yugyeom pleads. Taehyung hugs him tightly.

“Yugyeommie, you’re an amazing friend. I’m glad Jungkook has you as his best one.” Taehyung smiles. “I’m going to try to talk to him tonight.”

“Please do. Just before the New Year. I want to see him light up. Please.” Yugyeom happily asks Taehyung. The older boy nods and bids him goodbye before leaving the dorm.

– It’s the night of yet another year end celebration, Taehyung still doesn’t want to talk to Jungkook. He feels so stiff and awkward and he can’t even look the boy in the eye. His anger has dissipated after the conversation he’s had with Yugyeom but some apprehension still remains.

He chooses to stay silent.

The New Year’s Celebration is fun and the fireworks are amazing. The performance is exhilarating but there’s still tension in the group.

The night ends with an awkward silence on the ride home and a sleepless night for Jungkook.

– A few days later, Jungkook seeks help from Yoongi.

“I want to record something.”

“What is it kid? A demo? Do you have something in mind for the new album?” Yoongi asks as he saves the final mp4 file for another demo he just made.

“I want to record a cover.”

Yoongi smirks. “So, you’re trying to be obvious by being subtle and doing a cover?”

“It’s a longshot, I know. But Tae–”

“He’ll love it.” Yoongi cuts him off and shoves Jungkook into the recording booth.

“I’ll just search up an instrumental and we’ll get started on this immediately.” Yoongi then does what he’s supposed to do and in a few minutes, Jungkook’s ready to record.

The first few lines were dismissed by Yoongi. “Jungkook, try to sound a bit more sincere. It sounds like you’re doing this for the heck of it.”

He nods and tries again. This time, it sounds a bit right.

“Jungkook, how do you feel when Taehyung shuts you out?” Yoongi says before they could record another line.

“I don’t know.” Jungkook furrows his eyebrows.

“I can see your frustration.” Yoongi says. “Sing it out.”

Jungkook closes his eyes and the cafe fight flashes in front of him. Every syllable he uttered was laced with passion, frustration, and now he figured what he felt.

It was regret.

– “Was it that bad?” Taehyung stood at the doorframe of Jungkook and Namjoon’s shared bedroom as he looked at the maknae with endearment.

“What’s was that bad, hyung?” Jungkook abruptly sits up from his bed to look Taehyung in the eye. There’s noticeable dark circles rimming the maknae’s eyes and Taehyung feels sorry for being the cause of Jungkook’s insomniac episodes these days.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know how to approach you and it’s come to this. Just like the cover you posted last night. We don’t talk anymore.” Taehyung kneels in front of Jungkook. “I don’t want to lose you either.”

“No hyung, I’m sorry. I’m young, I’m a kid. I don’t know how to handle these situations and I certainly do know better than to choose others over you. You’re the most important thing in my life and I don’t want to fuck this up. I really don’t.” Jungkook holds Taehyung’s hands tightly in his as he fought tears back.

“Well then,” Taehyung kisses Jungkook’s forehead and murmurs against his skin. “Let’s talk again.”

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