#they apparently meet tomorrow so I'm gonna try and work up the courage to go because I really do need to not be so alone

[neverendingford]

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[xpeachesncream]

perfectly wrong | one

summary: there were rules that had to be followed: no one could know about you two, there was no ‘getting to know each other,’ and there was absolutely no emotional attachment allowed. if this could be done, there should be no complications. but somehow, the rules always get bended.

pairing: reader x fuckboy!kth

genre: college au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 2301

chapter warnings: cussing, mature language, very slight angst, some hints of jealousy, alcohol consumption

notes: pls remember that this is set a few months after you and tae have been going at it, so it will seem like things are happening a bit fast. i’m not trying to prolong this series. also most importantly, i tend to usually write shorter chapters > shorter, but more chapters published. enjoy!

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Jungkook decided he was going to see if he could jump over your couch and land perfectly in a seated position.

"Wait, wait, wait. Absolute silence everybody." He says as he's stretched over, trying to estimate the timing and height of his jump. He had always been super athletic and competitive since you two were small, so there was really no changing his mind on this. He always had to prove something, even if that meant creating his own competition of jumping over the couch.

"It's just me and you." You watched him from the kitchen, making sure the pizza in the oven was baking properly.

"I have an audience, okay? Don't be rude, Y/N." He says as he points over to the fake audience clapping and laughing during a 'Friends' episode.

"Whatever, as long as you don't go breaking my shit, Jeon Jungkook." He was 22, but his mentality was 8. That was for damn sure.

"Siiiiiiilence." He says at a whisper, his eyes shut as he puts a finger to his mouth. He lets out a huff and a puff before he gets the courage to throw himself over the couch and land a perfect landing. "And once again, he sticks the landing!" He stands up with his hands up in the air.

"You're annoying." You laughed, getting paper plates ready for the pizza that was about to be done because you were in no mood to do any dishes tonight.

"Thank you! I'll be here again tomorrow, same time." He calls out to his fake audience.

"No the hell you're not."

"Ouch, nevermind. Someone apparently doesn't want me here." You laugh at how dramatic he is. At this point, you just let him be because that was something you always loved about your bestfriend. He embraced the kid in him and always brought good times. You had similarities, but you also had some major differences. You liked being in your comfort zone & you were labeled the innocent nerd amongst your friends. You just like to consider yourself simple, though. A 'take it day by day' kind of person. Kookie was fun, adventurous and childish at times. He was also shy, but loud at the same time? An introverted extrovert, you could say.

But you loved each other nonetheless, that's why you've clicked so well since you were young. You taught each other things & grew together.

"Here, fool." You placed the pizza in front of him with the paper plates.

"Set it up, I'll grab us the drinks. You want anything in particular?"

"That bottle of Stella Rosa, please." JK knew you loved that Stella Rosa, so he happily grabs the bottle and two wine glasses. He plops back next to you on the couch, pouring your glasses and grabbing a heaping serving of 4 slices of pizza.

You both decided you want a good laugh, so you throw on Kevin Hart's newest installment: Zero Fucks Given. It isn't long before you both are rolling on the floor, almost gasping for air at how much you're laughing at Kevin Hart's stand up. The pizza is gone, the wine is gone, and you're still feeling pretty tipsy. The whole thing sounds nice, until your head starts to wonder what Taehyung is doing and if he'll text you to come over tonight. You know he probably already has plans with another chick though, and that hits you.

Curse this fucking alcohol.

Let's get this straight - the only time you 'talk' is when he's trying to fuck.

And yes bitch, you let him do this to you. You're out that door before you can even fully slip your shoes on. Dick is just that good. It's something about Taehyung that makes you addicted. The way he gives you a stupid ass smirk when he opens his door, the way he touches your skin and gently lays his shit on you until you both become really invested in the moment. So invested that shit hits the roof. It gets messy. It gets rough. It becomes unspeakable.

You aren't friends. No one knows about you two, or that you even know the other exists. You don't know shit about each other. The only thing you know is that he's fucking other girls. He has a whole roster, you'd imagine - a starting five, at least.

He doesn't care about you, and for the most part, you don't either. At least, that's what you like to portray because it's been some months now since this whole thing started and you can't help but feel some kind of emotional tie to him. You're leaving your house between 12-2am in the morning and sleeping in his bed until 6-7am. It's a routine; a routine you've become used to. You skip out on some late night kick-its with your friends cause you anticipate a text to come through from him.

But, he doesn't care. You aren't the only female slipping into those sheets, and boy does it fucking make it hard to swallow. Reality hits hard when you think about it and you feel this huge pit in your stomach. You try to be different, you try to stand out one way or another. But it doesn't work that way. You knew what this entailed going into it, so it makes zero sense as to why you're hurting and getting jealous from time to time.

You know it still doesn't matter to him.

He's only fucking you over cause you let him. You know damn well you're not gonna change and let this go, though. You love thrill of it too much. It's the most thrill your life has had. You're not perfect and you're only human. You make mistakes, but this one definitely puts the cherry on top. Because not only do you refuse to learn, but you let it repeat itself over and over again.

"Aishhhh, my stomach hurts from laughing too much." Jungkook laid his head back and patted his belly. "But that was good though. I needed that."

"Yeah it was. Thanks for coming by to watch that with me, Kook." He tilts his head over to look at you and smiles.

"Sure thing." He checks his phone and sits up. "Yoongi is blowing up the group chat." You check your phone to see multiple unread messages from none other than Min Yoongi himself.

[yoongi] 10:37pm: aye

[yoongi] 10:45pm: all of a sudden, everyone is ghost in this group chat?! you all had a lot to say not too long ago.

[yoongi] 10:52pm: even though you guys are fake as fuck, does anyone wanna come with me to the bars tonight? meet at my place so we can head out.

You and Jungkook laughed at how butthurt Yoongi was in the groupchat. Yoongi definitely was the most serious and blunt one in your group, but he still liked to party and have a good time. It was just how he was. Hoseok was always full of energy and probably the most extroverted one out of all 4 of you. He was never shy. You and Jungkook met Yoongi and Hoseok your first year in college and became inseparable ever since. You all just click with your different attributes.

[jungkook] 10:53pm: lmaoooooooo

[yoongi] 10:53pm: fuck you dude lol

[jungkook] 10:54pm: i'll come through in a sec, i'm at y/n's right now. not sure if she's gonna come though?

[y/n] 10:55pm: i'll pass, i'm tired and wined out.

[hoseok] 10:55pm: ahahahah yoongi shut up, blowing up my phone for no reason. i'm passing on tonight too. im tired from working that overtime *cries*

[yoongi] 10:56pm: you both are boring. i'm especially offended at how i didn't get an invite to your little powwow, y/n. and now you don't wanna hang out?

[hoseok] 10:57pm: she mentioned she was going to watch kevin hart's thing yesterday and offered us to swing by if we wanted to though....... selective hearing, maybe?

[y/n] 10:58pm: ^ okayyyyy and that's on period! thank you hobi <3

[hoseok] 10:59pm: anything for the baby

[yoongi] 10:59pm: lmao you're a brat, y/n. whatever, i'm still hurt by you both! kook, hurry on over so we can drink

"Fuck I regret this, I'm gonna die." Jungkook laughed as he stood up and stretched. He quickly helped you clean up before he figured it was time to go or else Yoongi would have a fit.

"I feel like it has to do with that one girl he's been talking to on and off."

"Perhaps." Jungkook shrugged before putting on his shoes. "We shall see." he sighs before giving you a tight hug. "You sure you don't wanna come out?"

"Nope."

"You don't even have plans tonight."

"Yes I do."

"Doing what?"

"Laying in bed." Jungkook snorted as you shook your head and shrugged. What else did he think you were trying to do? He should know you by now, at the very least.

"Alright, I'm not even going to argue. I'm off."

"Be safe, have fun, text me if you both need anything, okay?" He nods as he shuts the door, leaving you to your lonesome. You swirled the teeny tiny drop of wine leftover in your glass around before picking up your phone.

No new texts. Well, let's be specific: no new texts from taehyung.

You did forget to respond to your oldest cousin though, when he was just trying to check up on you.

[seokjin] 8:35pm: pssst y/n

[seokjin] 8:35pm: psssssssssst

[seokjin] 8:35pm: oyyyyyyyyyy

He was damn near 30 years old and hated talking on the phone so much that he decides to blow up your phone this way. But, he was the cousin you loved dearly and you had a very tight, sibling-like relationship with him. He was like the older brother you've always wanted. He watched you grow, protected you, kept you safe, supported you and cheered you on - especially when your family talked so much shit about how you and him weren't gonna get anywhere with your goals. You know, the fucking stupid ol' saying of 'chasing your passion isn't going to bring you money & wealth.' Your family was all about the titles and money, but Jin was passionate about cooking and wanted to open his own cafe. You, on the other hand, wanted to pursue your art. Jin was the biggest role model for you because he was the first to defy your family's wants and wishes. He was the black sheep of the family with a huge 'I don't give a fuck' mentality and he taught you that along the way.

Don't ever be afraid to do what you're passionate about. Fuck 'em.

[y/n] 11:13pm: hi sorry, jungkook was over and we were watching kevin hart's new thing on netflix over some wine and pizza.

[seokjin] 11:15pm: that sounds fun! sorry, i just wanted to check on you but i see you're doing okay lol

[y/n] 11:16pm: i am. :) i'll hang out with you tomorrow

[seokjin] 11:16pm: how sweet, my freeloading baby cousin is coming by

[y/n] 11:17pm: hahahah shut up! although you're not wrong, i am going to steal some food. but most importantly, i do want to hang out and see my bestest oppa <3

[seokjin] 11:18pm: awww y/n, you're so full of shit <3

[seokjin] 11:18pm: go to bed

[y/n] 11:19pm: haha love you tooooo

And so, that's what you did. You got yourself all ready for bed, believing you wouldn't be leaving your house tonight. You pampered yourself, put on a face mask and got yourself all lathered up in lotion just to lay down. You're in Jungkook's shirt that he left behind (and never looked for, so technically it's yours now) when the guys had stayed the night and some Vicky Secret panties.

You're scrolling through your Instagram feed, seeing Jungkook's newly posted story with him and Yoongi already at the bars, acting a damn fool. You laughed at the video he took of Yoongi trying to dance in a tight, awkward space on the crowded dance floor even though he was never the best at dancing. It lowkey made you wish you went out with them so you wouldn't be stuck here thinking about your feelings and how lonely these hours get.

And then you see Jimin's story from an hour ago. He knew you were friends with Yoongi, and although Yoongi wasn't fond of their group too much, he was still an avid party-goer and mingled with people there. You've only spoken to Jimin once because you had to work with him in the same group on a class assignment. You tried to keep it that way though because he was Taehyung's bestfriend. They went everywhere together, did everything together. He, too, was very popular among the ladies and across campus. I guess it was just their thing.

You assume they were at a party cause Jimin quickly flashes the camera at Taehyung, who's in front of him getting a lapdance from some chick. Jimin quickly turns the camera back to his face as he's laughing uncontrollably then abruptly cuts it off.

Great.

She's forsure going home with him tonight.

You set your phone down on the night stand and put on a show on your laptop to help you fall asleep.

Just as you're about to get some shut eye, your phone vibrates. You let it slip at first because you thought it could be one of the guys playing around, but it vibrates again, signaling another text coming through. You pick up your phone just to make sure Yoongi and Jungkook aren't in any trouble and need you to bail their asses out.

[taehyung] 12:17am: hey

[taehyung] 12:20am: come over.

You scoff at how he assumes you're still up and that you'd be coming over. You hated that. He knew he just had your ass.

track two: hit different - sza & ty dolla $ign

[robinrunsfiction]

Know how I'm always crawling to you for Ryan Ross fanfic? Now I'm here for the other Ryan, (the Seaman one xD). if you ever have time or the spirit for it, I'd love to read a friends to lovers /angst to fluff story with him. I haven't thought about anything else these past days xD love you ^^

One Love

Pairing: Ryan Seaman x ReaderRating: GeneralRequested By: @x-whyareyoureadingthis-xWord Count: ~2,300Author’s Note: I love Ryan, he’s so smiley and was so nice when I got to meet him a couple months ago (and no I will never stop bringing that up lol), I hope you like this! The story was inspired by the song One Love by Marianas Trench

It was a quiet Saturday afternoon and (YN) was sitting around trying think of something to do with her day off. Household chores didn’t sound interesting, going for a walk could be an option, but being a little lazy seemed like a solid choice too. Before she could settle on anything, her phone started to go off beside her. Checking it, her heart skipped a beat as she saw it was from her friend Ryan.

From: Ryan 💙Are you free?

Yea what’s up?

From: Ryan 💙I’m at the cafe on 5th street if you can meet me here?

On my way 😊

When (YN) arrived, she found Ryan already sitting in the back corner of the café. He looked forlorn as he stared at the coffee swirling in the mug in front of him.

“Ryan, what’s going on?” She asked as she sat down across from him. She knew him well enough to know something was definitely wrong.

“Kaley broke up with me,” he said barely looking up.

“What? I’m so sorry! Are you ok? What can I do?” She replied, reaching across the table and squeezing his hand. As soon as her hand connected with his and she realized what she had done, she started to pull back, but Ryan held on so she relented.

“I just don’t understand. I thought it might be love, that maybe she would be the one. But she said I wasn’t giving her the attention she needed, that I seemed distracted by…” he trailed off as he glanced up at (YN).

“Your music?” (YN) offered, eyebrows raised. There was no way the next thinghe was about to say was her name. Sure, they were friends, they texted eachother a lot and hung out together, but that’s what friends did. More thananything she hoped that she hadn’t come between Ryan and happiness.

“Yea, and getting ready for tour,” he replied almost too quickly. “But (YN), what if one love is all you get?“

“Then what you had with Kaley wasn’t really love,” (YN) replied. “Then there is someone else out there who is going to understand you, and you’ll be able to work through your problems with them, and you’ll make time for each other and understand when you just can’t. But at the end of the day all that will matter is that you love each other. And then that’s your love.“

Ryan looked up at (YN), her eyes were trained on the table between them. He didn’t know what to say, not because he didn’t believe it, but because of how she said it. Her voice wavered like she was nervous but she spoke with a conviction that made him believe every word.

“Thanks,” he said softly, and she looked up.

“I’m gonna go get a coffee, I’ll be right back,” she said, finally letting go of his hand and giving him a quick smile as she got up. When she returned, she also bought a plate of chocolate chip cookies to share. “Nothing helps a broken heart like chocolate,” she said with a smile.

“You sure know how to take care of a broken heart,” he said with a smile as he reached for a cookie.

“Oh, well, sometimes you just know these things,” she said with an awkward laugh. What she wanted to say was ‘I’ve been walking around with a broken heart for months while you were with Kaley, and every girl before her since we met. I figured out how to deal with it.’ But she couldn’t say that, not today at least. Today wasn’t about her, it was about making the person she loved most of all feel better.

~

A couple months later, Ryan had finally returned home from tour with Dallon. After taking a few days to sleep and recover from the exhausting travel schedule, he headed out to a party his friend was throwing. As he was hanging out in the kitchen, catching up with some friends, a familiar voice caught his attention. Then (YN) walked into the kitchen.

“(YN)!” Ryan called.

“You are here!” she grinned and hurried over to give him a hug. It had been too long since she had felt his arms around her, and she didn’t realize how much she missed it. “Tell me all about your tour!”

“I already told you almost everything along the way,” Ryan laughed, the enthusiasm and joy on her face made his heart race. Something had changed when he was away on tour. He and (YN) had always been close, but afterKaley had dumped him, (YN) had been there for him more than he had expected. She was supportive and kind and understood when he was late to hang out because practice ran long. He realized how she was always glad to hear from him and listen to how tour was going. He found that his favorite notification had become when she posted a random selfie or sent him a goofy text out of the blue. He had decided that the next time he saw her, he would ask her out, and tonight was going to be that night.

(YN) hopped up on a counter and they started chatting about the last few days of the tour. As they talked, Ryan found himself leaning against the counter next to her and he started to work up his courage for what he wanted to do. After a few more minutes, more people had come into the kitchen and they could barely hear their conversation even though they were only inches apart.

“You wanna go someplace quieter?” Ryan asked, leaning in to her ear. When he pulled back, he had a shy smile that made (YN)’s heart flip.

(YN) had just opened her mouth to respond when someone was calling her name. “Hey! Where have you been all night?”

“Oh, sorry, I ran into my friend Ryan, I’ve talked about him to you before. He just got back to town. Umm, Ryan, this is Chad, we’re going out.” She ended the sentence with an upward inflection, as if she wasn’t sure how to describe the relationship. Ryan could see that she was blushing and averting her gaze from both men.

“Oh yea, Ryan, (YN) never shuts up about you,” Chad laughed, extending his hand for Ryan to shake.

Ryan wanted to say ‘(YN) hasn’t mentioned you once,’ but instead he shook Chad’s hand and smiled politely. “Nice to meet you.”

“We’re gonna go over to Chris’ place, you coming along?” Chad asked.

“Oh, umm,” (YN) looked between Chad and Ryan. The blush in her cheeks started to burn hotter as she berated herself for even taking this long to decide. This shouldn’t be a hard choice; she should go with Chad because she was dating Chad.

“If you wanna stay and catch up with Ryan, that’s fine, I’ll see you later,” Chad said, but the annoyance was evident in his tone. (YN) gave him a tight-lipped smile, and he leaned in and planted a kiss on her lips. (YN) didn’t even have a chance to close her eyes before she saw Ryan look away dejectedly. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

“So, umm, still wanna go someplace quieter?” (YN) asked awkwardly once Chad had walked away.

“It’s up to you,” Ryan replied trying to hide the disappointment he felt.

“Yea, lets go outside, there’s too many people in here, I need fresh air,” she said hopping off the counter, leading the way out the back door.

“How long have you and Chad been going out?” Ryan asked when they sat down on the swinging bench in a corner of the patio.

“Umm, like a month,” she said, staring at the ground in front of them.

“Do you like him?”

“What kind of question is that?” she asked, looking up at Ryan like he was crazy.

“You never mentioned him or anything,” he replied.

“Well you were gone, and he asked me out and it was nice, so we went out some more and here we are,” (YN) shrugged.

“What does me being gone have to do with it?” he pressed.

“Nothing, just that’s when it happened,” she replied, looking back at the ground.

“Are you happy?”

She paused. ‘No because he isn’t you,’ screamed in her head. “Sure.”

Ryan looked at her with his brow furrowed, knowing she wasn’t giving him the whole truth. “Ok. Wanna grab something to drink?”

“Good idea!” She replied quickly, getting up and following him back inside to the party.

~

The next day, (YN) woke up and saw she had a message from Chad.

Can I come over today? We need to talk

(YN)’s stomach flipped as she typed out her response.

Yea, whenever

A few hours later, there was a knock at her front door. “Hey Chad,” she greeted him, trying to keep her tone light and cheerful, but she knew deep down that it was not going to be a good conversation.

“Hey,” he responded much more somberly as he walked in. “We need to talk.”

“Yea, you said that. What do you want to talk about?” She asked leading him over to the couch where she sat down, but he remained standing.

“Us, you, Ryan.”

“Ryan? What does he have to do with anything?”

��Apparently everything. I saw the way you were looking at him when you apparently forgot who you were at the party with. You didn’t kiss me back when I left. You chose to stay with him so you could catch up like you haven’t been texting non-stop everyday the whole time he’s been gone. Did you ever mention me to him? This supposed friend that you talk to all the time, why would you not mention me? Because you don’t want me in your life (YN). You want him, admit it.”

(YN) sat back, stunned. She floundered for the right words to say, but she didn’t want to lie either. “I… I’m sorry, its not like that,” she finally stammered.

“It is, just admit it. If you can’t admit it to me, admit it to yourself so you can stop hurting other people who don’t deserve it. I’m done.”

“I’m sorry,” (YN) squeaked out as Chad slammed the door shut behind him.

~

Ryan had just gotten home from a meeting with Dallon and had barely set his things down when he heard a knock at his door.

“Chad? What are you doing here?” Ryan asked, surprised to see him at his door.

“I just broke up with (YN).”

“What? Why?”

“Because she’s totally in love with you, Ryan. I can tell because last night she looked at you in a way she’s never looked at me. Hell, you didn’t even know I existed until last night and when I said she never shuts up about you, I wasn’t kidding. And I don’t know if you have any feelings for her, but if you do, I think you should go to her now because she’s probably reeling,” Chad said before turning to go.

Ryan watched him leave in stunned silence as raindrops started to fall. The words that were echoing through his head started to register and his heart started racing. He grabbed his jacket and keys and hurried out the door.

~

(YN) was still sitting on the spot on the couch where she had been when Chad left. Her mind was spinning. She felt a little relieved, no longer having to pretend, but now she was alone. What if Ryan didn’t feel the same way about her and she was just going to be alone forever? What if she could have tried harder with Chad, at least she wouldn’t be alone. No. That wasn’t fair to him, he deserved someone who loved him.

She was startled by her doorbell ringing. She didn’t know how long she had been staring into space, lost in her thoughts, but noticing that it had started to rain, she hurried to open the door for the poor person getting soaked outside.

“Ryan,” she gasped when she saw him. Her heart jumped into her throat and she felt her hands start to shake. “What are you doing here? Come in.”

“Chad came to my place and he told me what happened,” he said as he stepped through the doorway, shutting the door behind him. He had gotten soaked just from the time it took him to get from his car to her door.

(YN)’s cheeks started to burn red. “Wha-what did he say happened?”

“That he ended things with you, because he thinks you have feelings for…” he trailed off, looking down. “For me.”

(YN) felt tears welling up in her eyes and nodded silently, not trusting her voice. He looked up; eyes wide.

“It’s true?”

“Yea,” (YN) whispered. “It’s true. I could never love Chad because I’ve always loved you. I have for years!” The tears started to spill down her cheeks. He reached up and tried to brush them away, but his hands were still wet from the rain and just left her cheek wetter than before. They both laughed lightly, but he left his hand lingering against her cheek. Then Ryan leaned down, his lips capturing hers as she reached up and ran her fingers through his wet hair. His other hand slid around to her lower back and he held her against him. When they pulled back for air, he rested his forehead against hers.

“I came here because I love you too, (YN). Back when Kaley broke up with me, you told me that there would be someone else who loved me more, that they would be my one love and I want it to be you (YN). I want you to be my one love.”

“It will always be me,” she replied softly before their lips met again.