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Lights, Camera & Action! - A Jeon Jungkook Fic (Part 2)

Summary: Jeon Jungkook, a respected actor known for his serious movies, takes up a rom-com drama wanting change. He had one rule he stuck by through almost a decade of being an actor, never date an actor. ___ is a shy yet confident actor, who bags a role opposite Jeon Jungkook, a move that’s about to change her whole life. Somewhere between on and off camera, Jungkook’s starting to have a change of heart about his rule.

Word Count: 6k+ Warnings: Sexual Themes, Recreational use of Marijuana, Mentions of death

First Part is available here Author's Note: This is the second part of the three-part series, the third instalment will be up soon! Enjoy reading! Any feedback is welcome

It was a Friday filled with meetings and discussions. Seokjin walks you into a huge corporate building, him being on the phone the entire time. “Where are we?” you ask him as the elevator doors open. “Bighit Entertainment” Jin whispers going back to the phone call. “Are they signing me? Am I a big deal now?” you joke and he gives you a death glare opening a conference room door. “This is exactly why I didn’t want you doing a drama with an indie production, they’re sloppy and slow” Jungkook and his manager Jimin are already discussing something in the conference room when you take a seat across them. “Well, I’m the talent, and I have the final say on what I choose and not. So, instead of fighting can we get to work” Jungkook fights Jimin mouthing you a good morning. “I can’t believe you’re my biggest moneymaker” Jimin huffs adjusting his blazer while you and Seokjin wait for him to acknowledge you. “I’m sorry for the animosity but my talent is being a tad bit of an asshole,” Jimin says and Jungkook chuckles passing you an iced coffee. “So, the Calvin Klein shoot is this weekend and we have to discuss contracts. Also, production has sent a new list of promotional activities, next month is going to be hectic” Jimin says passing around a list.

1. Online campaign with Calvin Klein (to be released around episode 6, to be shot today)

2. What’s in your bag, as characters for Netflix (to be released around the finale, episode 8)

3. Hello Korea! Radio Interview (November 5th)

4. Catch Up Podcast – Guest Episode (November 5th)

4. Vogue Korea Cover for December (November 5th)

5. Buzzfeed Co-star test (November 6th)

6. Swoon Korea Cook with Us (November 6th)

7. Swoon Korea Balance Game (November 6th)

8. TvN PR Interview (November 15th)

“We’re going to be on Vogue Korea, cover?” you shout startling everyone. “Yes, and there are going to be a slate of promo activities for them, interview, video interview, some stuff for their YouTube, they’ll email that later” Jimin mentions nonchalantly, and Jungkook watches you fidget a little. Quietly, he moves your coffee away from you. “What date will we finish filming?” “November 15th” Seokjin says going through pages of contracts. “Also, the press release is moved from 2nd November to 3rd, apparently, they found a bigger venue” Seokjin adds and you’re starting to feel anxious. “Okay, why don’t you give us the question list for the press release and we’ll be on our way for the Calvin Klein shoot” Jungkook stands up as Jimin hands him another stack of papers, and he pulls you out of the room by the elbow. “Deep breaths, most of this stuff is all about sitting pretty” Jungkook says in an attempt to calm you down. “Easy for you to say, you’ve done this a million times” there are a few staff members in the elevator who greet Jungkook and you. “I’m going to be right there, besides you” the elevator crowds even more as you stand even closer to him. “Thank you” you whisper, your head leaning against his shoulder a little.

Getting ready for the CK shoot doesn’t take too long, soon you’re walked to a rooftop as you clutch the loose shirt even closer. You watch as Jungkook gets his solo shots done, and you hope no one is noticing how dazed you are watching him topless. He spots you from the corner of his eyes, and immediately breaks the poker face, smiling shyly. “Let’s do ___ solo shots next,” the photographer asks as you sit on the stool, losing the shirt. You watch as Jungkook’s eyes stay fixed on you as you pose with a stoic face. He doesn’t even attempt to look away when he talks to someone like he wants you to know you have his attention. “I didn’t know you had tattoos” you note your eyes falling on the shoulder tattoos. “I want to get the complete arm done, but I don’t think I can” actors usually don’t get tattoos in any visible areas, so that was understood. “Don’t they hurt” you’re both waiting for instructions from the photographer as they get done setting up. “The first one did, but it gets fun by the second one,” he says running his fingers around the tattoos. “They’re kinda hot” you blurt out without thinking but thankfully the photographer starts with the instructions before the both of you can dwell on it. “So, I want you both to face each other. ___ your hands will come around Jungkook’s neck, Jungkook, your hands in her back pocket” the photographer says and Jungkook tenderly brings his hands around you and in your pockets. “Smiles, romantic” the photographer is clicking away as you circle your hands around him, bringing him closer. “Your eyes are really pretty” he whispers and you can feel your heartbeat quicken. All he does is smile as he watches the blush grow around your face and neck.

“Jungkook, I will kill you!!” you shriek holding onto him, tight. The photographer asked you to jump into his arms, and he’d been a little playful ever since, almost dropping you. “Have some trust in me” he says bringing you closer, “It’s hard to when you threaten to drop me” the photographer is clicking away. “Why are you being an asshole today?” you cry out feeling his warm torso against yours. “You get all cute and red when riled up” he says adjusting you in his arms a little, bringing you face to face with him. It’s hard to stay mad when he is centimetres away from you, smiling like he knows of the effect he has on you.

Episode four is pivotal for Hara and Yejun, while Hara and Daniel break-up and Yejun’s app takes off. It’s a bigger episode for Hara, because they delve deeper into her character, why she is the way she is. “Have you eaten breakfast yet?” Taehyung asks getting himself some bread from craft services. “No” you’re too busy re-reading the script to notice him place a plate with toasted bread, eggs and avocado in front of you. “I noticed you eating this the other day” he says taking a big bite. “Thank you” you’d usually chat with Taehyung but not today, it’s a big emotional scene and you think you’re not ready. “I’m worried you might be sick ___, because this is the longest you’ve been quite without questions” Taehyung jokes and you choke a little on the food laughing yourself. “I have to cry on camera again and I’m a little worried” you confess and he nods understandingly. “Well, it can be a difficult task, I’ve never cried on camera before” he says drinking his tea. “I’ve done it before for movies in acting school, but this is television” you groan laying your head on the table and he just laughs louder. Taehyung’s laughter dies down and you feel a presence beside you, “What’s wrong?” Jungkook asks handing you your coffee. “I have to cry on camera again and I’ve had a pretty sheltered life up until now, no trauma of sorts that I can use, last week they had to give me drops after five failed attempts of crying” you whine and Jungkook looks at you, concerned. “No heartbreaks of any sorts?” he asks eating some of your toast. “What about the pretty boys you told me about” Taehyung teases you and Jungkook nudges your shoulder, going along. “There have been pretty boys?” Jungkook sing songs and you groan even more. “Sure, I’ve had break-ups but nothing that made me sadder for any longer than a week” you say sipping on your coffee. “There has to be something, a childhood memory?” Jungkook says and it hits you like a thousand bricks, the emotions changing quickly from funny to heartbreaking. Jungkook definitely notices you tense up, but hair and makeup take you away before he can ask anything.

“___ I don’t even think you actually like me anymore” Daniel shouts attracting an audience on campus. “I think you’re right” Hara answers in a stoic tone, standing still. “Sure, I was initially infatuated with you but over the year of dating you, I’ve realised all the red flags I ignored” Hara says looking straight at Daniel. “It’s not like you didn’t have any red flags yourself, I know the cheerful and happy appearance is fake, you’re just trying to pretend like everything is alright” Daniel says with vengeance in his voice. “Yeah, nothing is alright with me but you never played along did you. The moment I started feeling a little better you brought me down with another fight” Hara fights back, a little louder this time. “It takes two to fight Hara” Daniel shouts inching closer and closer. “Can we not fight anymore? Can we just be done with each other?” she asks stepping away from him. “Sure” Daniel shouts pushing her shoulder and walking away. Yejun notices from far, as Hara breaks down in the middle of campus as Daniel walks out of frame, and her life.

“Cut!” the director yells and Taehyung walks back to you at double the speed he left with. “You alright?” he asks as Jungkook watches from a distance. “Yeah” you sob real tears into the tissue this time as Taehyung pats your head, trying to calm you down. “We need the boy’s reaction shots, ___ just pretend like you’re sobbing, you’ll be blurry in the background anyway” the director shouts and Taehyung reluctantly gets back in position.

Most of episode five takes place at an amusement park, and Jungkook has been a little elated jumping from one ride to another, trying to ride everything he can. “How are you not excited about this?” Jungkook asks slipping around. “Because you’re excited for the both of us” you joke walking with heels in hand. “So, are you going to tell me why you’ve been ignoring me?” he asks walking backwards in front of you. “I haven’t” you deflect immediately looking around the massive amusement park. “You have been, we haven’t had lunch together all week” he points out reaching the set and you spot the multiple behind the sense filing you both. “Can we talk about it later?” he nods understanding and making the camera busy filming him as he rides another ride. Jungkook’s energy starts to go downhill somewhere around midday, maybe the tenth ride got to him. “Okay, let’s try and lock this in one take” the director tells you both as you’re locked into a roller coaster. “I haven’t been on a roller coaster in ages” you confess clutching the safety rail tight. “This roller coaster is nothing, you’re not scared, aren’t you?” Jungkook asks as his hairstylist fixes his hair one last time. “No” you say and Jungkook laughs seeing how scared you are.

“Our last dinner has to be a big one, so tada!” Hara exclaims excitedly pulling Yejun along. “I’d rather you take us to eat steak and max out my credit card” Yejun huffs walking in the amusement park anyway. “Let’s just celebrate today, you’re not going to have to see my face after today” Hara walks the other way, away from the crowd. “It’s not that I don’t want to” Yejun murmurs as they take seats in the roller coaster. “Why have you been so pouty, are you afraid of roller coasters” Hara asks poking his pout a little, he keeps his panic eyes ahead and latch on the rails as hard as he can. “Yes, I am man enough to admit that roller coasters terrify me” Hara doesn’t tease him anymore, instead she reaches over for his hand, holding it tight as the roller coaster moves. “If I die, my mother is going to hunt you down and kill you too” Yejun shouts as the momentum builds and Hara laughs boisterously, finding all this very cute. The ride goes along as Hara shrieks with excitement and Yejun does the same with fear. They made it to the end, Hara smiling wide, and Yejun holding onto her hand for his dear life. “Let’s do this again!” Hara speaks, and Yejun practically jumps out the ride, “I will have you arrested for HARASSMENT!” he shouts getting out but holding onto a pillar because of how dizzy he is. “Come on old man, let me help you” Hara walks away from the camera, holding Yejun by his shoulders and waist.

You’d expect the writer to write in more cringy or romantic tropes into the episode to build to what it’s leading to. But instead, Hara and Yejun absolutely let loose, both getting that much-needed dose of fun. It highlights the friendship aspect of their relationship, and it’s a fun change. “Jungkook why can’t you stand still” you complain as an assistant snaps away pictures on the film camera Hara just gifted Yejun. “Because, I’m awfully tired and want to go home” Jungkook whines, a little out of character for him, he’s usually very professional trying to get as much work done as possible. “Just stand right beside each other” the assistant seems a little tired too, everyone is looking forward to the three-day production break, and everyone looking forward to getting five episodes done tomorrow.

Jungkook can feel the exhaustion taking over him as he changes into his clothes, the workout he scheduled for later tonight seems impossible. He just sits in his car for a while, not ready to drive just yet. “Hey” you knock on his window and he shakes terrified with a string of curse words. “Colourful, are you okay?” you ask and he nods no. “I think I’m exhausted from all whack-a-mole,” he says leaning even more in his seat. “That could be it, you were a little too hot earlier” you note and he smirks immediately, “Not like that you asshole, your arms were burning up, you might have a fever?” you check his forehead, and he definitely has a fever. “Alright, do you feel anything other than exhaustion?” you ask pushing his hair away from his forehead. “Some dizziness, I’m also very cold” he says and you remove your jacket and place it on him. “Move, I’ll drive you home. We also need to call your manager” Jungkook moves into the passenger seat, but holds your hand back from calling Jimin. “Let’s wait out calling Jimin hyung, he gets too over the top and will tie me up to a hospital bed” Jungkook whines some more, and the whining is making much more sense to you, it’s because of the fever. “Alright” you give in driving away.

“No Grace, I’m not kidnapped and tied in a basement yet. I’m at Jungkook’s place, he has a mild fever and is currently passed out on his couch” you whisper into your phone feeling Jungkook’s heavy body against your shoulder. “Alright, send me a pic so I have a last known location for when the police will have to find you” Grace says this kind of ridiculous crap in the most serious tone, you know she means business. “Yes, I’ll be home a little late so don’t try and bash my head with a pan, again” Jungkook groans a little his head digging into your shoulder. “Yes,” Grace says and you can definitely hear Seokjin on her side, you don’t have the energy to fight her today. The clock indicates that it’s around 8 pm, and you’re incredibly hungry. “Jungkook, let’s get you in a bed. Don’t want you also spraining your neck” you pat his face a little and he stirs awake, not moving away. “It’s cozy here, you’re warm, let’s be here forever” he snuggles even closer and you have to fight for the bigger cause of getting Jungkook in a bed and ignore your rapidly beating heart. “Come on, you’re not fighting me on this” it’s no use to try and pull him up, he’s much stronger than you are. Begrudgingly getting up, he follows you into his bedroom. “Do you have a first aid box?” you had looked around the living room, but found nothing. “Yes, in the closet” he answers from under the blankets and you walk into an incredibly organised walk-in closet, finding the box immediately. Jungkook’s fast asleep while you wander into his kitchen, finding the ingredients to make him some porridge.

“Thank you” Jungkook whispers finishing the last of the porridge, “No worries, now take these. Let’s hope your fever drops” you check his forehead for the millionth time and he’s still burning up. “I’m sorry for imposing on you, the first time this month we get off set early and I come down with a fever” he apologizes pushing his hair away. “You’re not imposing Jungkook, I’m taking care of a sick friend” Jungkook has a grateful smile as you sit across him. “I shouldn’t have napped earlier, I’m wide awake now” he disappears into his closet and comes back to bed in sweats. “You could watch the office” you joke getting up to leave, instead he pats the space beside him, inviting you.

You’re both quiet for a while, but something has been on Jungkook’s mind, it's clear by the way he’s looked at you a million times. “Out with it” you groan turning to face him. “I think I might have touched a delicate nerve when I mentioned the childhood memory thing earlier this week, I shouldn’t have. We don’t know each other that well” “Jungkook I’m in bed with you watching tv, I wish you were a little imposing” you talk with a hint of irritation. “What childhood memory were you thinking of, you were upset, a little too upset” Jungkook starts to ask questions directly. Taking a deep breath, you gather courage and speak up, “My parents are actually my uncle and aunt. My mother died soon after giving birth to me and my father was never in the picture” you answer stoically looking ahead. You don’t notice but your eyes are red with tears, but Jungkook does and he pulls you closer by the waist. “My parents have raised me with so much love and care, but I wonder how different life would have been if she was alive” you turn and look at him and his eyes are teary too. “I miss someone I never knew” this breaks the both of you and you’re sure you’re staining his sweatshirt. “I don’t know how to console you” he confesses still holding you. “Tell me something personal about you” you ask checking him for fever again, still hot. “I took the drama not because I wanted change, well there is some truth to that. Last movie I’ve done performed awfully with the critics. It felt like I was cast in major movies because I’m insanely popular, not because I’m a good actor. I took up think project because it’s more audience-friendly” he confesses drawing circles on your arm. “Jungkook that’s just not true, you know that scene in Imitation where you kill the guy, I’d watch that scene over and over again because you expressed sorrow, joy and anger, just with your eyes. That’s next to impossible to do” you talk calming down a little, “I’m feeling a lot better thanks to you” “I should go home” you both say together. “I want you to stay ___, I’m being imposing” There’s some distance between the both of you went you first lay down, but as the night progresses Jungkook fights his heart and reaches out.

“Hara is just done telling off her mother, her boyfriend broke up with you, she dropped out of college, breaking off every relationship she has in the world other than Yejun. She has a moment of vulnerability when she kisses him, it scares her to think of Yejun not being in her life too” Namjoon the writer explains as you get your makeup touched up. “Yejun on the other hand is in the prime of his life, just got a huge investor for his app, the girl he likes is not just single but is also kissing him, he’s excited and passionate. But it all comes crashing for him when she pulls away” Namjoon turns to a very intently listening Jungkook. “So, Hara is vulnerable and Yejun is intense, a combination that hurts then both” Namjoon wanted to explain it all the best he could, it’s an important scene. “There aren’t a lot of lines so the focus is really on expressions” the director pipes in and you both nod. “Alright, positions” the October wind is a little chilly, making Jungkook’s nose slightly red. You expected Jungkook to be a little awkward after last night, but he’s still the same and you’re glad that he’s not treating you as a fragile woman. “Action!”

“Come on, let me take you home-“ Jungkook says as Yejun and you shut him up with an intense kiss, like it’ a cry for help. Taking charge immediately, he holds you closer, intensifying the kiss. You were supposed to be counting in your mind as a reminder to pull away, but Jungkook’s warm lips make your mind all fuzzy. “Cut! ___ pull away at five” he reminds you and you nod looking at the ground. Jungkook has to look away too, he was not ready to pull away, just yet. “Action!” You’re glad that Jungkook’s kissing you again, and it takes everything in you to pull away at five, but you do “We can’t, you’re all I have right now” you pull away, looking away with shame.

Hearing cut, you hope this take will work, because if you have to kiss him one more time, you won’t be able to pull away. “This is amazing ___” Namjoon compliments you as all of you monitor the scene again and again. “We’re done for today, thank you everyone, enjoy the three-day break!” you can hear the director faintly as you shut the door to your trailer, trying to calm your head and your heart.

“I haven’t eaten with you in a while” Grace is delightfully surprised to find you sitting down and having breakfast this Saturday morning. “I know, that’s why I made you a sandwich too” you smile and she takes a seat opposite you. “So, are you and Seokjin just hooking up or is it serious?” you ask blowing your hot coffee a little. “We’ve only been physical yet, but I kinda like him” Grace isn’t the kind to blush about boys, so it’s a nice change. “I know you explicitly asked us to not hook up, but he's so hot” you can only laugh at this Grace you haven’t seen before, the kind to be excited about boys. “I’m fine, I was probably a little jealous of you guys, I haven’t been on a date or gotten laid in months” “Three months to be exact” she interrupts you and you swat at her hand a little. “You want me to set you up? All men I know are insufferable finance dudes” she jokes while you contemplate munching on your food. “No, I can’t sit through one more of them explaining to me what bitcoin is, I just want to one night stand you know. No emotional investment” Grace gives you a knowing look, she knows specifically who you’re thinking of. “We’ll you can go back to whatever your arrangement with Eugene was” “He has a girlfriend” “He had a girlfriend before, that didn’t stop you both” Grace and you hadn’t talked about Eugene, it was a morally grey area for you. “Look, I know how you feel about infidelity, and once the cloud of amazing sex disappeared, I haven’t seen him since” Grace doesn’t say anything yet, she just quietly eats for a while. “I’m going to ask Seokjin on a date, a real one” Grace says standing up and checking her handbag one last time. “Yay! Where?” “To that Indian place you were raving about, Seokjin says he’s never had Indian food” Grace leaves in excited spirits to ask Seokjin out and to also fight with her accountant about something. You go back to staring at the empty place opposite you, wondering what your day is going to be like.

“I’m sorry to barge in on your Sunday, but Seokjin and Grace are sickening” you say the moment Jungkook opens the door to his apartment. “My big Sunday plans were to exercise and I’ve already done that” he jokes following you into the living room. “I got us something” you say taking out a cigarette box from my purse. “I don’t smoke ___” “I know you don’t but I scored some weed” you reveal the joints and he gasps checking it out. “Is this for real” he whispers like the world can hear him. “Come on, let’s make good use of your balcony” you try and pull him by the arm but he doesn’t budge, you keep forgetting how strong he is. “Absolutely not, what if someone photographs us, I am not tough enough for jail” he complains, walking you both through his bed room and into his bathroom. “Now, how do we smoke these” he asks excitedly.

“I didn’t know smoking weed in your bathtub would be this good, but it is” you joke taking a big puff. “I have hands” Jungkook had been amused by the most trivial things, he’s cuter when high. “Yes, you do, you have two of them” he gasps at this revelation, and your loud laughter echoes in the bathroom. “To give you the best experience, I ordered us some pizza, come on” you offer your hands to help Jungkook out the tub, but it takes a while. “I think I’m just going to live here” he shrinks back but you don’t give up. After multiple stupid attempts to help him, it finally happens and now Jungkook is amused by his feet. “Okay, don’t move, just stay in bed, I’ll bring that pizza” Jungkook focuses on the pepperoni pizza for a while, amazed by how amazing cheese is. “Can I ask you something?” he asks stopping chewing for a while. “What would you say if I asked you on a date?” you aren’t high enough to not remember this. “Why’d you wanna go out with me?” “___ you’re fucking gorgeous, the way you smile makes my heart go crazy, you’re brave in ways that make me want to take risks” he stops to take a big bite of his pizza, still very high. “Also, you’re like crazy hot” he speaks with a mouth full of food and you can’t help but giggle. “I’d say yes” that’s all that takes for Jungkook to abandon his slice of pizza and jump beside you. “Come on, I know this place where they serve amazing steak” he asks excitedly, like a child. “You found hands interesting a few minutes ago, you’re too high” you chuckle and he takes the pizza from your hand and munches away.

“I fucking knew it, get up. Both of you!!” you don’t know who’s shouting but you are pulled up, all disoriented. “Jungkook, I am going to touch your marvel figurines if you don’t get up the second” this prompts Jungkook to shoot up in bed, almost knocking you out of bed. “Seokjin has been looking for you all over Seoul” you finally recognize Jimin and everything comes back to you immediately. You’re very entangled in bed with Jungkook but you don’t remember what day it’s supposed to be. “___ come on, I have a cab waiting to get you to the salon, we’re very late” Jimin shakes you once again and you finally get out of bed. “What happened last night, why does it smell off” Jimin checks the closet and was about to go into the bathroom when Jungkook jumps into action, closing the bathroom door behind him. “Okay we’re too late to analyse why he’s being weird, you go! Before Seokjin reports you missing you to the police” “So, avoid all questions about your upcoming projects” Seokjin talks as you eat your breakfast. “Also, next time you disappear like this, I am going to get the police involved” he threatens with a very serious tone, “I was at Jungkook’s place in the first place because you and Grace are all in love and were having sex” you threaten with a low voice, hoping people can’t listen to you. “Okay, we’ll try and keep it in check, come on, it’s time for your first press conference” the PR person instructs all of you one last time, and you can’t find Jungkook yet, it’s not like him to late. Posing for pictures is easy, it’s just that you didn’t anticipate this many cameras. The focus shifts from you as Jungkook steps into picture, smiling brightly. Walking along, you pose together as the cameramen shout poses, “Good Morning” you whisper to him linking arms with him. “You look sickeningly adorable” he whispers back looking ahead. “If we could direct focus back to Ms ___” the reporter jokes, “Absolutely” Jungkook pipes in and the room erupts into laughter. “You had a pretty stable career as a runway model, why the shift?” “Well, I went to acting school with the motive of being an actor, modelling was something that has not only given me branding but also money to support my acting dreams” you knew this answer well, it’s what most people ask you when they meet you these days. “Is there a reason you gravitated towards the drama, it’d be wonderful if you both could expand on that” another reporter asks and you pick up the mic to answer. “Well, it’s a story about real people, they are struggling adults who have to face a different kind of failure, but they evolve anyway. That was one of the biggest reasons why I gravitated towards the script” you turn waiting for Jungkook’s answer but he’s staring at you very intently. Quirking your eyebrows, you snap him out of it.

There are a lot of questions but it comes to an end around 2 pm. “Why are you so distracted today?” you ask Jungkook as an assistant walks you both into another green room. “Because I’m still thinking about last night” you hear the lock snap and Jungkook smirks. “About how you said you’d say yes” you can’t help but reach over to fix his collar, it has been bothering you for a while now. “You know the rate at which you deflect is alarming” he talks as you pretend to fix his lapel. “I am not deflecting right now, I’m being quiet because I’m nervous” you talk not looking up as you feel his arms come around your waist. “Now, you’re deflecting” he lifts your face by the chin, and his dazzling smile is making your heart go crazy. “Can I kiss you right now or should I do it after I take you on the date you agreed to last-“ you know he's teasing you so you shut him up a hot kiss. He’s smiling against your lips as your hands mess up his perfectly styled hair. You’d always thought people talking about feeling fireworks and sparks were joking, but the way your heart is feeling right now is nothing you’ve felt before. Jungkook pulls away to catch his breath and he laughs unbuttoning his shirt even more. “Hey! Just because we kissed doesn’t mean we’re having sex, just yet” you slap his hands the continue unbuttoning his shirt. “You gave me a tattoo with a permanent marker last night” he reveals the very badly drawn pepperoni pizza on his chest and you almost fall over from laughter.

“Let’s talk first impression” Eric the podcast host asks and Jungkook gets on that answer before you can. “We took a screen test together and she had that mysterious and confident aura, it was a little intimidating. We didn’t get a chance to talk that time, but the next time we did, ___ was massively hungover” you try and mask your embarrassment by laughing by it doesn’t help. “She is nothing like she looks, she had a lot of questions and she’s never afraid to speak her mind, she’s pretty cool” you and him share a look, almost forgetting that this is being filmed right now. “For me, I actually knew him through his movies and interviews pretty well, my father is a huge fan. When I saw him at the screen test, I was sure I wasn’t going to get the part, an amazing actor like him being pared with a newbie seemed impossible” you stop to take a big sip from the coffee Jungkook handed you earlier. “Given how famous and experienced he is, I was expecting him to be a diva, but he was so warm and welcoming. To quote Phoebe Buffay, I just think that you don't expect someone so hot to be so sweet” the host erupts into laughter flipping to the next question. “Let’s talk ideal types, now you have talked about this before, but the internet is excited to know about you” the host and Jungkook both look at you intently waiting for an answer. “Um, I don’t have any physical traits I look for, but for me a relationship has to be like a friendship, someone I am comfortable and on the same level with. Someone who can be in a routine with me but also surprise me every now and then, someone who makes me happy.” Jungkook is looking at his hands, smiling about something as you go on, describing someone very much like him.

It was another press day, and today was much more chill with games, cooking and a lot of laughter. Everyone was setting up to shoot the Cook with Us video, and Jungkook had gone out to take a call. “So, what is going on between you guys” Your makeup artist Eunji asks, she has definitely noticed the glances. “Nothing is going on” “He was running in the lobby to get you coffee, that isn’t normal behaviour” Eunji says and you shrug your shoulder, not knowing what to say. “You guys are cute together and the way you bounce off each other, amazing actually. It would be a missed opportunity if you didn’t date” “Wouldn’t it be a little unprofessional to date on set?” you ask genuinely curious about this. “___ that’s what actors do, they’d be bored if they didn’t date their co-actors” she offers fixing your lipstick. “Let’s get started!” the producer asks as Jungkook walks into the studio, visibly disturbed about something. “Everything alright?” you ask offering him an apron. “Yeah, fine” he answers distractedly.

By the time you start with the balance game, Jungkook’s mood is much better. “I’ll say two things, pick your options at the same time” the producer instructs and Jungkook takes a seat on the sofa besides you. “Sunset or sunrise” “Sunsets” you both answer in a unison. “Glass half-full or Glass half-empty” “Glass half-full” you answer together again, Jungkook is proud of how in-tune you both are. “Pineapples on pizza, yes or no” “No” you shout out while Jungkook shouts a yes. “Hawaiian pizza is delicious” Jungkook defends. “Fruit doesn’t belong on pizza” “Tomato is a fruit” Jungkook is being a little too smug about this. “Cooking or being cooked for” “Cooked for” Jungkook answers first while you answer cooking, “I love trying out new recipes” you explain. “I love eating new recipes” he giggles answering. “Wine or Beer” you both answer beer together. “Jungkook loves beer” “___ doesn’t drink wine” the more the game goes on, the more you realise how well you know each other, it’s reassuring. “This is the final question, iced coffee or hot coffee” you let Jungkook answer iced coffee while you wince, dreading answering this. He turns waiting for your answer, “I actually prefer hot lattes, with oat milk” Jungkook stands up on his feet, enraged with your answer. “Am I allowed to swear?” he asks and the production staff nods yes. “Are you fucking kidding me, why have I been bringing you iced coffee for the past two months then?” he asks amused and you shove your face into the pillow he just threw on the floor. “Because the first time we met, you offered to make coffee on set and didn’t ask if I liked it hot or cold” you answer and he laughs sitting besides you again, still a little shocked at the revelation. “Why didn’t you say something?” he asks with a much calmer voice. “Because, um, you were so nice and I didn’t want to correct you” Jungkook is still shaking his head shocked.

Jungkook’s POV

Jungkook doesn’t remember how he got in bed last night, but he’s pretty sure that the hair sprawled all over your pillow are his. Barely waking up, he spots a very furious Jimin shaking him awake. “What the hell is going on” Jimin asks and he immediately shushes him, things coming back to him. Gently letting go of you, he pulls Jimin out his bedroom, “I had a fever last night, she drove me home” he doesn’t feel woozy anymore. “Please don’t tell me that you like her” Jimin complains pulling his hair. “Why are you here?” Jungkook asks getting some water from the fridge. “You stood up your trainer last night, I knew something was wrong. Also, answer my previous question” Jimin follows him to the kitchen, still very angry. “Yes, I like her, like a crazy amount and I plan to ask her out” Jungkook made his mind about this last night, and he is going to follow through on it. “Are you out of your mind Jungkook, there is a reason you don’t date actors, it complicates things at work” “Explain to me how me going out with ___ is going to complicate things at work?” Jungkook asks in a mocking tone, not so happy about being woken up so early. “The first episode tapes are going around to all casting directors and the biggest project is Bong Jo’s new movie. You and I both know that she’s going to audition for that, if she gets the role it’s going to be pivotal for her career” Jimin takes a second snatching the bottle of water from his hands. “Whereas, if you don’t land the role on that movie, it’s going to be make or break for your career” Jimin’s words hit hard, “You and I both know that marketing is not going to allow you both on the same project. She’s your competition Jungkook” Jimin explains in a much calmer tone, Jungkook doesn’t want to believe it but he knows it is true. “Also, there are bigger agencies trying to scout her, are they going to be happy when she comes with a boyfriend as a newbie, anyway we look at this you’re only going to be heartbroken” Jimin pats his arms trying to console him. “I don’t care hyung. Even if confessing to her is going to break my heart, for once in my life I want to be brave” Jimin sighs with defeat, knowing there is no way to make Jungkook change his mind. “Alright, come find me when you’re all sad and mopey. I’ll buy you a drink” Jimin buttons his blazer getting ready to leave. “It might not come to that hyung” Jungkook is determined when he goes back to bed, moving her hair away, he can’t help but adore how pure she looks, how he could get used ___ being in bed with him every morning.

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canarygirl1017 · 4 years ago

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Ghosted - Chapter 3 (Teaser)

Pairing: Reader / Jungkook, Reader / Taehyung (past relationship, friends to lovers to friends)

Genre: College!au, fluff, angst, supernatural drama, smut, friends to lovers, emotional trauma, hurt/comfort

Length: 2, 933k words (partial chapter)

Warnings: language, episodes of anxiety, panic attacks, sexual themes in later chapters.

Summary: Living in a world full of things only you have the ability to see, growing up with Jungkook has been your island amidst the chaos. But when your best friend makes an impossible request, your friendship is fractured, and your sudden decision to cut ties and move abroad changes everything. Three years later, Jungkook is thriving at university as he begins his junior year. He’s a star athlete, member of a popular fraternity, and every girl’s ideal boyfriend. He tells himself that he’s long forgotten you and the friendship he never had a chance to mend – that is, until you show up on campus as a transfer student with new friends in tow. It’s been three years, and everything has changed, but the biggest change is you. Your new found determination to use your abilities to help the ghosts you used to live in fear of, no matter how dangerous it might be, makes Jungkook fear he’ll lose you before he has a chance to fix what he broke. College AU.

Disclaimer: Just for funsies, I don’t believe in real-life shipping. But I like to write, and I like fandom, so here we are. Please do not duplicate this work or repost anywhere else without permission.

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Ghosted Playlist

Chapter 3

“You ready to go?”

You turned to see Taehyung leaning in your doorway. He was wearing flared jeans and a green paisley silk button-down shirt. The open butterfly collar revealed a vintage Chanel gold medallion, and he’d added light green sunglasses to complete his retro look.

Taehyung had picked out your outfit – a short, cream colored wrap dress with an abstract floral design and long flared sleeves. Knee high rust red boots and pin straight hair completed the look, and for once you felt like a match to his fashionable appearance.

You held up a finger as you opened your jewelry box, looking for the vintage garnet drop earrings you’d found to complement the outfit. You slid them in, moving your hair back to admire how they dangled and caught the light.

“Okay, I’m ready,” you said, turning to find him behind you.

“Almost,” he said, pulling a small box out of his pocket.

“Tae,” you said reprovingly as he opened the box and took out a ring. The antique gold setting was beautiful – an oval opal surrounded by a halo of garnets – and it looked perfect when he slid it onto your right ring finger.

“Now you’re ready,” he said, looking pleased as he stood back to check your appearance.

You raised a brow. “When did you even have time to shop for this?” Taehyung’s little surprise gifts were something to which you’d become accustomed over the last few years, and your attempts to discourage him were usually ignored.

He shrugged and as always, his sheepish grin disarmed you. You reached up and adjusted his collar.

“You look like you’re ready for a Vogue shoot,” you said, smiling back. “The poor girls at this party won’t know what hit them.”

“That’s why I have you to protect me,” he replied.

It was Friday, the final weekend before classes started, and the welcoming activities had ramped up in the last week. You and Taehyung had attended some of them and declined others, but you’d committed to the biggest events of the weekend – tonight’s Musical Eras mixer and tomorrow’s Movie Night on the Quad.

The mixer was being held at the Kappa fraternity house, something that had almost made you reconsider attending because you were certain to run into Jungkook again as you had for the last week. While your anger had cooled, you still felt that knot of anxiety in your stomach whenever you saw him, wondering if he’d still be angry or if he’d just pretend you didn’t exist.

So far, his attitude fell somewhere in the middle – when he saw you and Taehyung together at the supermarket, he tried to hide his reaction, but the little muscle ticking away in his jaw was a dead giveaway. A couple of days later, you saw him in the park while you were walking Yeontan and for once, he didn’t look big mad at the sight of you. You were alone and had considered trying to talk to him, but he was with friends. Not wanting to invite public rejection, you waved at the group and hurried away, noticing the little wrinkle between his brows as he watched you go.

Jin, Jimin and Jimin’s girlfriend, Ayeong, had all been by the house a couple of times. Sera had also visited with her mother, accepting Taehyung’s offer of a house tour since Sera’s mother was interested in how the historical home had been renovated. Jungkook was noticeably absent, though Jin seemed certain that he’d eventually come around.

You weren’t so certain of that. In all the years you’d been friends with Jungkook, you’d never seen him so deeply upset with another person. If someone upset him, he might avoid that person for a while, but he always got over it, and you’d never seen him blow up at anyone the way he had with you.

You always thought you knew him better than anyone, and he you, but now you had to acknowledge the reality of this situation – three years had passed, and the truth was, you didn’t know this Jungkook. Worse, he didn’t know you either and you had no one to blame for that but yourself.

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Stepping into the Kappa house was like stepping back in time. The large house had several rooms downstairs, each of which reflected a different decade of music, and everyone had taken their costumes just as seriously. You laughed when Jimin and Ayeong met you out front dressed as Sonny and Cher.

“Very nice,” you said, gesturing to Ayeong’s dress.

“Thanks, I love yours too.”

Thought it was still early, the party was already a crush of people circulating between the rooms. Younger guys, probably freshmen, circulated with drinks on trays which they offered to guests.

“Pledges?” Taehyung asked Jimin as he took a beer.

Jimin nodded. “They have to put in an hour according to a schedule and then they’re free to party. That’s as close to hazing as we get here.”

When Jimin offered you a glass of wine, you shook your head. “I don’t really drink much when I’m…” you paused, unsure how to finish the sentence without being weird. “When I’m out.”

You could see that Jimin understood what you meant. “Got it. We have a dry bar too if you want to call it that.”

Ayeong linked arms with you. “I’ll show her. I’m not really in the mood to drink either.”

The dry bar turned out to be pretty impressive, with lots of juice, sparkling water, club soda, and even fruits you could add. You settled for club soda with a splash of raspberry juice and slices of lemon, while Ayeong created a tropical drink.

“I know Jungkook is being… well, difficult. But I just want you to know that Jimin is so happy you’re back,” Ayeong said. “He said you were all friends since kindergarten.”

“Jimin was always one of the sweetest people at our school,” you replied. “It was really easy to be his friend.”

“Not much has changed then,” Ayeong laughed. “What about Jungkook? Jimin says he wasn’t always such a fuckboy.”

You choked on a sip of your drink. “Jungkook is a fuckboy?”

“Well, a nice one? I think he only hooks up with girls who want the same kind of no-strings fun, so there’s never any drama related to it. He’s not the type to get serious though, which is why I’ve told Erin she needs to move on from her crush.”

Fuckboy Jungkook wasn’t something you could really imagine, nor did you want to. You chose not to think too closely about why it bothered you so much.

But once you spotted him across the room talking to a group of girls, you couldn’t shake that image from your mind. He looked good. Really, really good. He was dressed in tight red pants, a black silk button down, and he’d completed his Michael Jackson Thriller homage with a red leather jacket trimmed in black. When he laughed at something one of the girls said, his dimples appeared.

“I’m surprised Jungkook is wearing a costume – he almost never does,” Ayeong commented.

“He kind of stopped wearing them by the time we were in high school,” you said. “But this kind of party, plus a Thriller homage, is pretty on brand for him.”

“Oh, that’s who he’s supposed to be! I’m really bad at guessing all of these costumes.”

You and Taehyung stuck with Jimin and Ayeong, who introduced you to people you hadn’t met yet. Everyone was welcoming, but two hours in you were starting to feel a little overwhelmed by the crowds and the noise. There was also the fact that ever since Jungkook became aware of your presence, you’d felt his eyes on you. You’d hoped his neutral response to you at the park was progress, but you could feel his judgmental stare like a brand.

Every time you glanced over at him, his impassive expression was contradicted by some blazing emotion in his eyes. You reminded yourself that you’d known this would probably be a struggle – that Jungkook would likely be angry with you for leaving. Emmie had even said that no one mentioned your name to him anymore.

You’d just underestimated how much it would hurt.

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Jungkook almost skipped Movie Night on the Quad because he was in a foul mood after the Musical Eras mixer. Seeing you there with Taehyung in your matching costumes had made him inexplicably angry, something Jin called him out on.

“Shouldn’t we be glad that she has good people in her life?” Jin asked him when he stomped around the kitchen the next day, slamming cabinets as he fixed a late breakfast.

“He’s right,” Jimin said. “Plus you know that she and Taehyung aren’t together, right?”

That made him pause. “They look like they’re together.” Fucking matching costumes and all, he thought viciously.

“They dated, but Ayeong said y/n told her it’s been a while since they were together like that. At least six months or so.”

“Who the hell follows their ex-girlfriend to another country? And buys a house?”

“If you took the time to get to know Taehyung, you’d understand that he feels like y/n saved his life. He’s committed to helping her with the ghost hunting because of that, but he also genuinely cares about her. So do Namjoon and Chloe,” Jin said. “They’re all good people.”

“Whatever,” Jungkook muttered, shoving cereal into his mouth.

“Forget it, Jin. He won’t admit the real problem, and we all know his anger default setting when it comes to y/n is because of that.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” Jungkook demanded.

“You’re jealous. You’ve always been jealous of anyone that got close to y/n,” Jimin replied calmly. He crossed his arms and sat back in his chair.

Jungkook grit his teeth. “I’m not jealous.”

“Really? So every time a guy expressed interest in dating her back in high school, and you very pointedly warned them all off, that was you just being what? A good friend?” Jimin rolled his eyes.

“Who? Like Lucas? You’re damn right I warned him off. He didn’t deserve her.”

“What about me?” Jimin asked, a challenge in his tone. “I told you that I liked her our sophomore year, and you shot down that idea so fast I was afraid if I pursued it, it would actually ruin our friendship.”

Jungkook stared at him, shifting uncomfortably. “Because you weren’t serious about it.”

“Says who? I was dead serious, Jungkook, and you know it. For that matter, I think even Lucas was serious about liking her. He never said a word about her that wasn’t totally respectful.”

“Yeah, because he knew I would beat his ass,” Jungkook said.

“You’re right – everybody knew that. Why do you think people steered clear of her? Why do you think Grace hated her so much? I told you that Grace wasn’t as nice as you thought she was. Yet you still held tight to y/n with one hand while you chased after Grace. And I figured it was just a matter of time until you realized how you really felt about y/n, so I let it go. But damn, Jungkook, you need to stop taking out your anger on y/n. Let her explain why she left.”

No one spoke for a moment. Then Jungkook asked, “Has she told you why?”

“I asked her,” Jin said. “But I think she’s waiting to talk to you first.”

Jungkook tried not to think about what Jimin said, but now that he was here on the quad, and you were just a few feet away, it was all he could think about. Jealousy.

He couldn’t deny he hated seeing how close you were to Taehyung. The way the other man touched you, or kept a protective arm around you, pissed him off. The way you smiled at him made him even angrier. Still, beneath the anger was something else – a yearning for the way things had been. No one had ever understood him the way you did, and he missed that connection with you.

It was his fault you left. That little voice in the back of his head kept reminding him that you weren’t the only one to blame for this vast distance between you now. He kind of understood why you’d left, but he didn’t know why it had taken you so long to return.

He kept stealing glances at you rather than watching the movie playing on the large screen set up on the quad. You’d been to the concession stand, and he wasn’t surprised to see you eating gummy bears since that had always been your favorite movie snack.

You looked pretty. Your hair was a little longer now than it had been in high school and fell in gentle waves around your shoulders. You wore another floaty little summer dress, the kind you had always liked, small feet encased in comfortable flat sandals. You and Taehyung had joined Jimin, Ayeong, Erin and Jin on a large blanket towards the front of the crowd.

Stubbornly, Jungkook had opted to sit with some of his friends from the baseball team. He was still close enough to watch you – to hear your voice – to just observe you while his mind sorted through his confusing thoughts and emotions. You had glanced over at him a few times, as if feeling his eyes on you, a silent question in your own. And somehow, he knew that you understood that he needed some time.

At the intermission between films, you went with Ayeong and Erin to the bathroom. Jungkook got tacos from a nearby food truck and when he returned, he noticed that you were the only one missing from the group. A few minutes later, Taehyung was frowning at his phone after making a call that had gone unanswered.

“I’m going to go check on her,” he heard the other man say as he stood up.

Jungkook hesitated for a few seconds before following him. Taehyung had his phone to his ear again, though again there seemed to be no answer.

“What’s wrong?” Jungkook asked as he caught up to him.

Taehyung turned and scowled at him. Then he sighed. “Ayeong said she stayed back because she got a call from her mom that she needed to answer. Maybe it’s nothing, but she’s been gone for almost twenty minutes, so I just want to make sure nothing happened.”

Jungkook nodded and then they were silent as they walked around the buildings that were still open. The campus was well lit, so it was easy to see the faces of people walking to the dorms or back to the quad. When they didn’t see you anywhere, Taehyung made another call.

“Chloe, I need you to ping y/n’s location and send it to my phone.” He listened for a minute. “Maybe nothing but I can’t find her and I don’t know – I’m getting a weird feeling. Okay, thanks.”

Taehyung’s unease was contagious, and Jungkook shifted from one foot to the other as they waited. Then Taehyung’s phone vibrated, and he studied his screen for a moment before gesturing for Jungkook to follow him. After walking for a few minutes, Jungkook realized they were heading towards a park where students often had lunch or relaxed between classes.

And there you were, a silent, ghostly figure swaying in the moonlight as you hummed a strange tune.

“Fuck.” Taehyung started running.

Jungkook was right behind him. When he reached you, he tried to take your arm to turn you towards them, but Taehyung stopped him.

“Don’t touch her,” he said, a note of warning in his tone. “She’s in a sort of fugue state, and it’s safer if she comes out of it herself.”

Rather than argue, Jungkook walked around to face you, but froze when he saw that your eyes were unfocused, and almost… glowing? It was clear that you didn’t see him, though he was standing right in front of you.

Jungkook’s heart was pounding now. “How do we make her do that?”

“There’s something else here,” Taehyung explained. “It probably tried to communicate with her. Sometimes, if she lets her guard down, or if the spirit is especially powerful, she gets sort of… pulled to the other side. It’s usually because they’re trying to show her something.”

Swallowing hard, Jungkook nodded. “Okay. How do we make her come out of it?”

“We can’t make her, and if we try, it can cause severe shock. She’ll already be in a state of shock when she comes to on her own, so we have to be careful. I’m going to go get the car. You wait here with her and just keep talking to her, okay?”

“Can I touch her hands?”

“Carefully,” Taehyung said. “Don’t pull her or shake her, and don’t try to make her move.”

“Okay.” Jungkook pulled his phone out of his pocket. “Jin, I need you to come to the park right now. The one behind the science building.”

You were still humming and swaying when Jungkook reached out to touch your hand. There was no response, so he carefully took both your hands in his.

“Jesus, your hands are freezing,” he said quietly. “You never dress right for being out at night. You know that you get cold even when it’s not that cold, right?”

He squeezed your hands carefully in an attempt to warm them up. There was no response from you, your eyes still fixed on something he couldn’t see.

A/N: I know it's been a long time since I posted, and I'm sorry about that. If you're still reading, I'll get the rest of the chapter up this week, and there is some fluff in the future as Jungkook and y/n start repairing their relationship. I hope I remembered all the people who asked to be tagged (and got the tags right.) If you’d like to be tagged for updates, let me know.

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someonewhowannadielol · 4 years ago

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Blossom fully (deep in my bones)

(Teacher!JK x College student!Reader) PART ONE

Warnings: JK has anger management issues, very slight violence, a lot of fluff, don't get a heart attack.

Genre: Fluff.

Word Count: 10.3k

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

I have decided to turn this into a trilogy. This is Part One, enjoy. Let me know if you want to be tagged (you could just comment, or dm me).

Love. Adoration. Lust. For Jeon Jungkook, his entire life, they had been just words, nothing more – after all, these were just concepts made by society, what if people had not known about the concept of love? Would they still try to find it? Would they still be willing to work for it? Then, you came into his life, and gave meaning to those words.

“Welcome to the annual football championship between Seoul Nation University and Sungkyunkwan University 2020,”

“Break his jaw!” Jungkook heard the other team chant, while looking at him. He just scoffed while adjusting his gloves, as if.

“Really? Think you can do it? Go ahead and try,” Jungkook mocked them across the field, his tongue poking against his left cheek.

Jungkook was never set out for failure, it was never allowed in his life – because he knew for a fact that his father would have his throat if he didn’t turn out to be the best of the best.

At age five, he had a strict workout regime and had less than 10 percent body fat, maintained till present date. He had also learnt that he would rather be loved than feared, he hated the look in the eyes of his classmates when he accidentally punched his seatmate, Byung-chul, just because he had taken his red crayon without asking. Now, no one would sit next to him at lunch.

He told himself that he didn’t mind it, but he couldn’t help but cry at night because no one wanted to play on the see-saw with him. He knew if he asked them, they would have no choice other than to say yes, after all, they didn’t want to end up like Byung-chul, hospitalized, with a broken arm. But what’s the use, if they don’t actually want to be with him?

Age seven, he had landed his first punch on his butler when he saw him abuse his dog. He didn’t know what to tell to his therapist, how could he explain that all he saw was red when he saw Yeontan being thrown out of the room? How could he explain that he had no control over his body? He couldn’t control the beast in him that had pounced over the man.

Age ten, he landed his position as quarterback on the national “Under 19,” football team. Soon, he had to drop out – not because he couldn’t play well, hell, he was probably the most talented played that they could’ve scouted. But, because he wouldn’t tolerate any thing that would come in the path of him and his success.

Age fifteen, he had graduated high school, gotten a perfect 1600 in his SAT, and been given a full ride to SNU. Throughout his high school career, despite having narrow minded, shallow and mindless classmates, Jungkook still wishes he made more memories, had photos with friends in his camera roll (rather than just pictures of sunsets and tattoo designs),

Age 20. Present Day, and he had earned the title of Doctor, not that he could actually perform in the surgeries because of his “anger issues”. Currently, he was a Grad student, but also taught the first year Undergrads, just because of his immense knowledge that could be on par with the old, wrinkly professors that had been teaching since 30+ years.

There had never been a championship, never an exam, never a game that Jeon Jungkook hadn’t won. He wasn’t going to lose this one either. The chants from hundreds of people across the campus stadium were deaf on his ears when he heard the other team’s captain call him an asshole.

Everyone knew Jungkook had well, anger management issues. And to say they were bad was, well, an understatement. So far, the only thing he’s learnt from 14 years of anger management classes, movies, documentaries and seminars is that – only attack when they punch you enough to make you bleed.

“Jeon! Look out!”

Without a warning, the other team’s captain had punched him in the face, hard enough to bust his lip.

Jungkook just sighed, shook his head as if he were disappointed (He was, in fact disappointed, did this dumbass not known what he could do to him?), and calmly just brushed his white glove against his lip, internally wishing he could see his red blood smeared across it.

And there it was, a streak of blood. Then, Jungkook punched him back – not stopping until his face was almost disfigured – suits him for even trying to mess with Jeon Jungkook.

Around an hour later, Jungkook already knew he was going to be chewed out by the college dean, so he was already counting down from 100 on his way to seminar room number 3.

“54, 53, 52, 51,” he muttered under his breath, pushing back his – now long (he really ought to cut it now, it was starting to get into his eyes) – hair back with his left hand, and entered the room. He could see he interrupted a lecture, and was almost about to head back when-

“Oh! Jeon Jungkook, what a pleasure!” he heard the college dean speak in his pretentious, and extremely conceited voice, here we go again.

“Everyone! Welcome Doctor Jeon Jungkook, he’s one of our in-house surgeons. Topper of the college, topper of the board, topper of the university. In fact, he’s of the one of the best – if not the best student SNU has ever got the chance to teach. He’s got the most impeccable academic record, of all time, now going to teach biochemistry to first year undergraduates this year,” Jungkook scoffed when he heard the entire class clap their hands at his arrival, after the Dean’s speech that complimented him, but he knew better, he kne-

“But what’s the use of all that? In anger management, he scores a zero. He’s a classic example for all of you, if you can’t hold your anger in, you’re nothing more than a murderer with surgical instruments in an emergency ward. Without compassion, your degree is of no use to me. Even a low score is acceptable to me, but not that behaviour,”

Was he trying to rile Jungkook up on purpose?

“Please continue, sir, I really loved the analysis you’ve done on me, please do continue,” The words flew out of Jungkook’s mouth as he made his way up the stairs to the stage where the dean stood.

“What behaviour is this? I need you to write an apology letter to Sungkyunkwan University, and to the college board as well,”

It was clear the dean was about to get off the stage, before well, Jungkook spoke again. The dean didn’t really think he was getting off this easily, did he?

“Football is a violent sport, the minute they entered our territory, and tried to abuse the rules, that’s the minute everything and anything is allowed. As far as the apology goes, I’d rather quit the college than write that bullshit,”

The seminar room was so quite that a pin dropped would shatter the silence. Jungkook smirked before he exited, “I won’t lose anything by leaving SNU, any other medical program in the world will be ready to accept me, the only reason I stay in this hellhole is because I enjoy the spring in Seoul. But imagine the loss of pride that SNU will experience once Jeon Jungkook leaves the establishment,”

Jungkook walked across the campus cafeteria as he tried to find his lighter in his pocket, fiddling with his cigarette in his other hand. “Are you seriously going to leave?” Jimin runned after him, struggling with his lab coat, “what will you get out of this? Just write the goddamn apology,”

Jungkook decided to settle on a table where three rowdy boys sat, flexing their muscles, but as they saw Jungkook approaching, they simply muttered apologies before scattering away, leaving the table.

Jimin-ah,” Jungkook smiled as he puffed his cigarette, “there’s nothing for me here, besides, I was planning to move to the US, anyways,”

“And leave me and Tae here? Wow, you’re such a considerate friend, you know,” Jungkook saw Jimin pout, and smiled.

It was really a miracle that he made his first two friends ever while his second year, here at SNU. Jimin loved pets, and was practicing to become a vet, while Taehyung was – kind of – crazy, and even scared Jungkook the first time he met him. He’s pretty sure Tae would’ve set the lab on fire if Jungkook hadn’t studied chemical properties before his class. At first, he hated it when both of them would tag along, following him to lunch, inviting themselves into his mansion, and forcing him to go to the arcade with them – but soon, he had learned to love being around them.

While looking around for Tae, so he could finally break the news of him leaving, his eyes landed on your figure. Now, Jungkook had never believed in love at first sight. Hell, he didn’t even believe in love, so, love at first sight seemed a little – well, impossible. But here you were, the reason why Jungkook felt like his heart was going to come out of his ribcage, it felt as if Jungkook had been struck by cupid, because the way you looked so adorable in your pink dress had left Jungkook feeling giddy. Seoul had a lot of pretty girls, he saw them every day, some of them even deserved to be on the cover of Vogue – but you, you were different, Something about you, your vibe, your pink cheeks and eyes that curled up when you smiled, something about you was difference.

Jungkook looked down at his letter of quitting, and simply tore it down when saw your figure leave the cafeteria.

“I can’t believe this, you see one of the first years, and suddenly, you want to stay?” Jimin shouts and slams his fat book on the table, muttering curse words.

Intimidating the first years – ragging, as they called it – had always been Jungkook’s favourite thing to do. Every year he’d either make them do ridiculous tasks, like eating a living goldfish, or running around the block naked. However, this time, it was different.

He made sure he entered the class taught by the foreign professor, so he could sneak in a couple of threats without making too much of a scene in front of the directors. As he excused himself in the full class, he couldn’t help but be glad that he looked quite… intimidating today. Everyone was already, well, scared of him, but his leather jacket, motorbike, and bandages on his fingers (which are actually there because he hurt his fingers by writing too much – not from the constant fights that people think he’s immersed into), they just add to his picture.

“There’s a medical camp soon for freshmen, so I would like to make an announcement,” Jungkook smiles, but everyone can sense the chilly aura underneath that smile, “I would also like to speak in Korean, since they’re mostly fluent in it,”

“Yes, Mr. Jeon, you may continue,” the British Professor smiles back – she can’t deny him, he’s her co-worker now, after all.

“Listen to me carefully,” Jungkook lets his tongue poke his inner cheek, as he brushes back his – way too long – hair, “I’m not going to repeat this in English, and that dumbass shouldn’t get a clue of what I’m saying,” he says as he nods politely at the professor on the slightly lifted stage. Once he confirms that she can’t understand a word, he turns her back towards her, and walks across the class, staring at everyone with a predatory look in his dark eyes.

“There’s a new girl, freshman, she’s mine. Other than her, you can woo any girl you like, but if I even so catch anyone staring at her, let alone trying to get on those cute study dates, or pretending to be in the same hobbies as her,” he looks across the stadium, “you’ll end up in bandages. With a failing grade in my class.”

Jungkook can’t help but present a fake smile, “don’t look so scared, idiots, you don’t want her,” he nods off to the professor, “to think I’m saying something wrong,”

“Why does it sound like a threat?” A nameless teenager from the back speaks up, which makes Jungkook’s smile slide off faster than sound travels.

“I’m not threatening you. I’m warning you. Besides, don’t even try to outsmart me, don’t worry new girls come in every year, you’ll have your chances. Now don’t sulk, or look suspicious. Circulate this message around, I don’t have enough time to go to every single unit,” he scans everyone’s face again, making sure they digested his new given information.

Once he’s satisfied, he convert back to English, “Good luck with the camp, guys. Meet you in my class tomorrow,” and with one last threatening smile, he’s gone.

“What did he say? Why did it sound like a threat?” the teacher joked once Jungkook left, and the class couldn’t help but immediately deny the threatening tone. After all, no one wanted to face Jeon Jungkook’s wrath.

Your nervous jitters were still present, and you don’t want to admit, but you did tear up a little when you saw your parent’s car become smaller and smaller as it continued to drive down the road, till it finally is so far that you can’t even make it out with your eyes.

While most people had roommates of their own year, you were stuck with a sophomore and you didn’t exactly know whether that was a good thing, or a bad one. She had made very clear about what side of room was hers, and why it was hers, and how you’re not even allowed to get onto her side – and that did make you a little annoyed, because how could someone be so pretentious, but throughout the span of three days, the pretentious-ness was definitely wearing out. She’d cook dinner for you every day, because you didn’t have a rice cooker and she did (which, you really needed to invest in a rice cooker because you can pretty much cook anything in that fucker), and she was amazing at giving advice for every single teacher out there. You still had to get used to her high use of curse words, but it’s just what made her, her.

“Oh damn, you got the worst professors out there, bro you better goddamn pull your socks up, otherwise things aren’t gonna look pretty this semester,” you heard her chuckle, as she sits on her bed with one leg on top of the other.

“Why? Who’s so bad?”

Fucking hell. You already had had enough of bad teachers, it’s almost like you were cursed because your high school teachers were literally out to get you – but you guess it was a blessing in disguise because that just made you work even harder (just to spite them, hah), and you somehow ended up here, at SNU, one of the most prestigious colleges in Korea.

“It’s actually not all that bad, you got Mr. Lee for microbiology. He isn’t all that bad, but just don’t sit in the front row unless you want spit on your face every time he talks. I swear it’s like he had a motherfucking fountain in his mouth. Also, he loves it when you submit your papers with a perfect format, so do that whenever you give his weekly assignments,” She says, all while applying on a red blood coloured nail polish.

You study your schedule once again, “What about Mr. Kang?”

“No fucking absolute way! You got Mr. Kang? Bitch, seems like the universe is tryna fuck you over,” she says, and then mumbles a curse when some of the rid pigment ends up on her skin.

“Is he bad? Strict?” you can’t help but already be scared of the semester, and it hasn’t even started yet.

“He’s the most pretentious fucker you’ll ever meet, he just thinks he’s the best professor because he graduated from Oxford. Big woo, motherfucker. Half of his class fails pretty much, the only two people to walk out of his class with an A* grade were this kid named Baek-woo or something, and of course, Jeon Jungkook,”

Jeon Jungkook. You swear you’ve seen that name before. Oh wait, ohhh, he was your biochemistry professor.

“Jeon Jungkook? He’s also a professor?” you look at your perfectly squared schedule, and you have his classes thrice a week. Monday, Wednesday and Friday.

“You got him?”

“Yeah,”

“Don’t know if I should call you lucky or not, because I have no clue what he teaches like. All I know is he’s fucking crazy good at everything, and that he’s super-hot. Not that he’s really interested in any girls, also I personally think he’s mental or something,” your roommate had finally finished painting her feet, and was now letting them sway in the air, and dry.

She spent the next hour talking about Jungko- Professor Jeon was basically a murder, a thug, a gang member or whatever even. You just laughed at the thought of it all.

First day, and you’re more nervous than you intended to be. It wasn’t going well, at all. You had decided to look chic today, with your new (way too expensive) designer blazer, and your nude high heels, but here you were, sitting in the fourth row, wearing a red polka dress that made you look like a freshman. A high school freshman, not a college freshman.

You cursed yourself for buying a fake version of the nude heels (also, you could feel a tear forming in your eyes when you saw the heel broken, when you finally unpacked your belongings, but you sucked it right back in), you also wished your roommate was dead, because now you were sitting on your bed with a coffee stain on your blazer (no amounts of sorry could fix this disaster).

Also, you couldn’t help but notice an ungodly amount of stares thrown at you – not from hate, but just from sheer curiosity, and you were just so self-conscious because of it all, that you slipped from the last few stairs down the hostel causing your bare knees to get the nastiest scrape. Fuck, that’s going to hurt.

So when you finally settled in your Biochemistry class, you couldn’t help but well, be scared. There were rumours of Jeon Jungkook, your new teacher to be. Rumours that he used to be in a gang and dealt with drugs, and underground fights. There was a rumour that he once put a room to fire, killing almost 50 people. Also, that one time when he came to school with bandages on his hands – probably because he punched people to death, or hospitalizing them. There are rumours about him running over people on his motorcycle as well, and you can’t help but be extra conscious about this class, in fact you wouldn’t even have opt for it in the first place if you knew that Jeon Jungkook was the one teaching it. But, even since you’ve transferred, you’ve just told yourself that these were just rumours, and not everything is the truth.

Till now. He entered the class, probably not following the teacher’s dress code – you were pretty positive that leather jackets and ripped jeans weren’t exactly allowed, but he just looked so hot good, that you could let it slide. His stare lingered on you for quite a while, and you couldn’t help but fidget in your seat, avoiding eye contact.

“You, in the fourth row,”

You could see him pointing at you, but you just internally wished that it wasn’t actually, well you, that he was calling. Looking around, you see several other people in your row, maybe he was pointing towards the girl on your left that looked way more presentable than you. Or maybe it was the boy on your left with glasses way too big for his face.

“You, in the red polka dot dress, come here,” Professor Jeon looked at you, and smiled? Why would he smile when he looked at you?

(You also quickly dismissed the thought that he has the cutest bunny smile you’ve ever seen, where his eyes crinkle slightly, and his cheeks bunch up – because that’s just inappropriate, even though the age gap isn’t that big.)

He quickly examines your knees, and you swear you see a flash of surprise (and worry?), and before you can register what is going on, he kneels down in front of you, and clicks his tongue, as if wanting to scold you.

“Sit here, in the front row where I can see you,” he says, after a few seconds of inspecting your new injury, and as you adjust yourself, you can’t help but be uncomfortable from the gazes of your classmates that disappear as soon as Professor Jeon starts teaching. Getting into SNU was a nightmare, and you weren’t going to let yourself fail any classes, but instead of listening to what Jungkook was teaching – which but the way, he taught way better than any of the other staff there. But his stare. His stare was terrifying.

His aura was definitely dangerous, and red sirens were bursting in your head, telling you to keep your distance from him. His deathly stare seemed anything but inviting, and when the boy to your right asked you about the syllabus, you couldn’t help but shiver under Jungkook’s Professor Jeon’s glare. He spent the next ten minutes shouting at the poor boy, who looked as if he was about to faint any second now. Scary.

Ever since, you’ve been avoiding any contact with him, even purposely ignoring him when he asked you what happened to your knee. (You tell yourself that his sad puppy face doesn’t bother you but in reality, it breaks your heart, and every time you try to sleep, it haunts you. (You then remind yourself about the numerous rumours he’s into, and the last thing you want to get in between is drama and romance)).

The first time Jungkook heard your name was through Taehyung (no, he wasn’t jealous that Tae knew your name before him, but he couldn’t help but want to reverse back time, just so he could learn your name before Taehyung did. Why did Tae know your name before he did?), and your name was on his tongue the entire day. Y/N, Y/N, Y/N, all he could think about was how your hair would feel when he would brush his fingers through it, how your hand would fit into his, how you would look in his oversized t-shirts. (Occasionally, he would also think how you would look, laying on his bed, underneath him – but the sheer thought of it gets him hot and bothered and what not, and he doesn't have the time to be fooling around, that too, with a student).

So when he saw you sitting with one hand on top of the other, in his class, he couldn’t help the smile when his eyes landed on you, you just looked so, so adorable in your little dress. The thought of you being away from him, just killed him inside so he had to ask you to sit in the front row, where he could look at you as much as he wants to, all while teaching his class. Of course, he saw red in his eyes when he saw your knees tainted with blood, and all he wanted was to wrap a bandage on it, he couldn’t bear to look at you, sitting in pain – but for once in his life, he was considerate and thought that you might not want the uninvited attention.

That consideration came to bite him in the ass, because you left before you could hear him, and as he saw you blend into the crowd, he couldn’t help but curse under his breath and want to punch the next person he sees.

There’s a lot that Jungkook changes throughout the first week of classes, he attaches a second seat to the end of his motorbike (because when you both start dating, he’ll have to take you around), and even cuts his long hair – in case you don’t like it, it could grow back anyways. He always has a packet of your favourite chocolate in the left pocket of his bag (no, he didn’t threaten the guy at the nearest 7/11 to tell him the candy you’ve been buying lately (he also denies the fact that he bought three plushies for you, that are currently sitting on his side table (the white rabbit with red cheeks reminds him a lot of you))). He can’t, but he tries to smoke way less, tries to buy less cigarettes, tries to chew gum instead, or drink more water. And he would never admit it, but he took a photo of your student profile, and set it as his wallpaper. Jimin and Taehyung exchange a couple of looks after discovering this fact, but don't say anything about it - none of their business, right?

Being an undergrad professor also has it’s perks, he can look at all your records, and well, currently, you’re failing Mr. Kang’s class – anatomy 101. Finally, a fucking excuse to talk to you, because the way you basically run after his class ends makes him think you’re avoiding him? But you wouldn’t do that to him… right?

Because of you, Jungkook has been rocking some Massive dark circles (with a capital M, because boy, they are blue and way too dark in comparison to his actual skin tone), the only reason being your existence and all he does is Y/N, Y/N, Y/N, Y/N, while tossing in his bed at 3AM, thinking of how you smiled when he tried to crack a joke in the class, thinking of your pushing his fingers through your hair, thinking of how you fumbled with your thumbs before mumbling your answer to his sudden question.

“So, Y/N, what do you think out of all these,” he motions towards the options, “does not act as a restriction enzyme?”

He just wanted to coo over how your thumbs fought with each other, as you tried (key word, tried), to answer his really easy question. (It actually wasn’t even that easy, you were just too scared to get anything below a B in Professor Jeon’s class, so you ended up studying two chapters ahead of your syllabus – despite his fast pace). So, you knew the answer was Polydeoxtribonucleotide synthase, but for the love of god, you just couldn’t pronounce that word.

“It’s, uh, polydetr-,” you swear your breath was knocked out when he started walking towards you, oh God, why was he walking towards you?

“Yes, continue,” he smiles while standing, literally right in front of you. How does he expect you to answer when he’s looking at you as if you have all the answers of the universe. As if you were, I don’t know, Aphrodite or something.

“Uh, it’s the option D,”

“And that is?”

That motherfucker. He knew you couldn’t pronounce it.

“Polydo-“ you were positive that at this point you weren’t even breathing.

“Hey, just take a deep breath and try again,” He said, while taking your left hand in his own, and massaged it. You were positive everyone in the lab was looking at you, but their stares didn’t even compare to your hot teacher’s burning gaze.

“Poly-deo-,” you take a breath in,”x-tribo-nucleotide synthase,”

“That’s right, the answer is Polydeoxtribonucleotide synthase,” Jungkook says without having any trouble with the word, and before he gets away from you, he smiles in your direction, and says, “Good girl,”

You’re left to yourself wondering if this is a dream or if that just happened.

Jungkook’s day was going just terrible. His landlord had to be the cheapest bastard he knows, who just wouldn’t fix the water system, so for a week he was basically stuck with showering with ice cold water. On top of that, he was wearing a bruise on the left side of his face, it was all red and blue because last night he was too drunk to notice his book shelf that he installed last week.

He was supposed to be in the cafeteria right now, because at approximately 1:30 PM, your stupid microbiology class ended, and you headed straight to lunch after that, before your anatomy class. It had been, well give or take, around two weeks since the semester started, and he thought he would get over you soon, but you were just so goddamn adorable, and cute, and all Jungkook ever wanted was to squish your cheeks and press your body closer to his.

He finally reached the bustling cafeteria, ugh, he absolutely hated the noise there – so he never really ate there, preferring the quite café around the corner, but he knew you were on some sort of dumb student meal plan that only profits the university, and not actually you.

He’s expecting to find you sitting with your laptop (with a red smiley star sticker on the top right, which is just goddamn adorable (and no, that definitely isn’t the reason why Jungkook too, has a red smiley star sticker on his laptop now)). But you’re there, with some random ugly boy’s arm sprawled over your shoulder, as you giggle repeatedly at his bad jokes.

He sits on the table on your right and loudly slams his old anatomy book, before taking a seat. Here he was, all prepared with notes on what you were failing, all ready to teach you what you didn’t understand, spending all night making flashcards (he also ripped that one flashcard where on one side he wrote, “Will you go out with me?” and the other side blank, so you could write your response. He argues with himself that it wasn’t because he was shy or scared you’d say no – it was because it’s too cheesy).

His blood just boils when he sees you not removing – he finds out the boy’s name is Kim Seokjin – his ugly hand from your own, and just gets up and walks away after you giggle for the nth time on his not even funny jokes.

(Later that night, Jungkook tells himself he’s way better than that Seokjin bastard, even if Seokjin’s skin is flawless, and even if he has a handsome smile, and even if he can cook, and even if he can make you smile. Jungkook couldn’t have flawless hands because of all the callouses he has from writing too much, and his bruises might take a while to heal (he even puts an icepack on them now), and he could learn how to cook something other than instant noodles, and he could learn some jokes from the internet. He could be better than Seokjin, he would be better than anyone for you).

You love the feeling when things go perfect, and today was just so perfect. You fried an egg, all round a perfect circle and the yolk didn’t even break – which it always does when you flip it. Then, you sharpened a pencil and somehow the nib came out more than perfect, which made you all giggly and what not. Everyone in your friends circle at this point knew that you were the biggest hoe for cute stationery. Then, your anatomy class got cancelled and you were just so happy, and you even made a new friend today, Kim Seokjin.

You were a little uncomfortable when he smoothly glided his right arm over your shoulder, but he was just so funny, and he bought you the special menu items today – so you couldn’t even complain. After all, you really looked at him as a big brother because all he talked about was how his roommate was a complete asshole.

(“I told him to get me some water – which he should, because I’m older than him, and he should totally respect me,” he says, with an exaggerated and exasperated sigh.

“And he did what?”

“He brought a glass full of ice and told me to wait,”)

The one thing that you were, in fact really over thinking was about that one professor of yours. Jeon Jungkook. As you let the water cascade down your body in the tiny (really tiny) cubicle of the washroom that you shared with your roommate, Hye-jin.

“I noticed Kook looking at you in the cafeteria that day, y’know the whole campus is talking about it,”

“Uh, yeah, it’s kind of hard not to notice,”

“I’m guessing you don’t know about the whole speech he gave in that one class at the start of the semester?”

Jungkook doesn’t really believes in love at first sight, but after stalking you on social media, he knew he was a goner for you. (Especially after that one video of yours where you’re trying to pet a dog, but the dog runs away, and you end up pouting at the camera. (Yes, he screen recorded the video and watched it a billion times before sleeping)).

He has never had the urge to protect someone other than himself, and maybe his friends. But you, it was different with you – he doesn’t know if it was the small chub in your cheeks, or the way your ears would turn red when he would ask you something, or the way you would walk, or the way you slapped your thigh when you laughed, or the aroma of your citrus shampoo when you would walk past him, or your habit of getting coming down to the convenience store to grab ramen every Thursday night at 10 PM.

He doesn’t know it, but he knows he’s meant to love you, meant to keep you in his life, meant to be yours, and meant to make you his.

He has endured, yet another week where he hasn’t talked to you – and not gonna lie, it’s actually driving him crazy. Every day he sees you talking to Seokjin and laughing with others, while he sits and does nothing other than gawk at you.

During class, while he did occasionally glance your way, he still has 73 students to teach, and this being his first year as a teacher, he can’t afford any sort of mishaps at all.

But every man on this Earth has their limits. And Jungkook’s limit was watching Seokjin kiss your cheek. While you did (playfully) punch him on the shoulder, and you did shout out ‘Gross!’, Jungkook was sure that you definitely didn’t mean that punch, and you definitely didn’t think he was gross.

Did you think that Jungkook was gross? Why didn’t you ever visit him during office hours? Because every single girl in his class was sure to meet him for some dumb question, or to ask for extra credit. But you didn’t. Did you like Seokjin? Did you like someone else?

The next time he sees you is on Friday, during his class and he just knows, he knows he can’t go through today without talking to you, and the only way to do that is to-

“Y/N, could you stay after class, please?” he says, without even giving you a glance.

You mutter a silent yes, and keep your head down for the rest of the class, trying your best to ignore the mumbles of the class, talking about you and why you get to be treated different from others.

“You wanted to talk to me?” you say as you walk around the long table, running your fingers along the marble shelf.

“Do you wanna go out with me?”

What. What the heck?

You chuckle, thinking it’s some sort of sick prank he’s playing, you wait for him to say ‘Sike!’ but it never comes. Then you think that maybe, just maybe he does actually want to take you out? No. No way, he probably just wants to get alone with you in an alley, where he would kill you – or even worse, sell you off.

“No, thank you. If that’s all, am I allowed to go?” you say all this, in the smallest, most polite voice possible, after all the last thing you wanted was to piss off your professor. (who might be in a gang, who knows at this point?)

“What? Why?” he says, almost panicked, and you hear a shuffle of items as he makes his way to you, trying to watch you before you leave again. He sees your face morphed into an expression of extreme boredom. Fuck, he had to do something, quick.

“Not to be rude, but Professor, I just don’t think it’s right – or even allowed for us to date,” you say, trying your best not to look at him, shuffling your bag on your shoulder, because fuck, he looked so sad – his eyes almost looked glassy, fuck, fuck, fuck.

“You don’t have to date Professor Jeon, you can just date me as the graduate student here. I’m, still a student here, Y/N,”

“And? You’re also like four years older than me,”

“Three years,” he says, pouting. Ugh, he’s so cute.

“That doesn’t make it any better,”

“It doesn’t?” he sighs.

“No, I’m still your student, and you’re still my teacher,”

“Tell me, Y/N, did you take chemistry in high school?” he asks, while quickly walking to the back and mixing some chemicals that he definitely wasn’t supposed to touch without gloves on.

“Yes, why?”

“Well, I’m currently holding, uh it’s either Acetonitrile or Iodine mixed with Vitamin C,” he says, and you can see both the liquids, which he mixes together without a worry in the world.

“And? Professor Jeon, what are you going to do?” you walk over to him, slower than ever, taking one step at a time.

‘Please, call me Jungkook. Or Kook, if you feel like it,” he gives you one of his signature smiles, that you should be used to by now – but you just get flustered every time.

“Now, will you go out with me?” he asks again, this time in a much more hopeful tone.

“No,” you say, drawing out the ‘o’, when will get the clue?

“Fine, I guess I’ll just drink this,” he looks at the two glass beakers in his hands, and pours the both of them into a much bigger glass container, “and die,”

You scoff, thinking he’s bluffing, “Yeah, yeah, go on,”

Of course, he’s bluffing because there is no absolute way that he’ll be mad enough to drink goddamn Acetonitrile, unless he wants his cardiovascular system, central nervous system, liver and kidneys to, I don’t know, stop working.

“I’ll ask this again, Y/N, just one date, will you go out with me?” he says, while picking up the glass container, closer to his face, and you actually want to play this game till the end. No way is he going to drink this.

“No,”

“Okay then,” he puts his lips on the container, and by now, you’ve actually started to get a bit scared. What if he does it? What if this crazy idiot actually drinks the fatal formula?

And then it happens. He drinks it. He fucking drinks it.

“What the fuck? Jungkook!”

“I’ll ask you again, will you go out with me?” he says after taking the biggest gulp ever. Is this his way of attempting suicide?

“Yes! Yes, oh god, I’ll go out with you!”

“Don’t say it like you’re doing me a favour,” he says, attempting to take another sip of the deadly liquid.

“No! I- Can you stop doing that? Stop drinking it! I’ll go out with you. In fact, I want to go out with you! Really!” you shout, trying to take the container away from him, scared shitless.

“Fuck, do I call 911?” you say, as you attempt to take your phone out of your 110 pound heavy bag. Then you hear him chuckle and throw away the remaining odourless, colourless solution.

“Relax, it was just water, I was just trying to scare you, but hey! You’ve agreed to a date with me, so it’s a win-win isn’t it?” Jungkook smiles sloppily, perching his elbow up on the table and letting his chin rest in his palm.

You can’t believe him. You really can’t.

You pretend to pick something up from the floor, “Professor, it seems you dropped something on the floor,”

“What?” he tries to look at your hand, to see what’s there, and just as you get his attention, you smack him across the face.

“Your common sense, you moron! What the hell were you thinking? Even if that was water, this could have traces of some really harmful chemicals and you ought to know better because you’re a goddamn teacher how could you be so careless you could have actually died-”

“But I didn’t, and now you’re going out with me,”

You can’t help the smile that creeps on your face, as your eyes glass up. You really had thought that he was going to die, or at the very least – harm himself severely.

“You’re so dumb, Jeon,” you say as you punch him, trying to suck your tears right back in – but they weren’t co-operating at all, and you let them fall down across your cheeks, causing Jungkook’s, breath to hitch up as soon as he sees them.

“Wait, wait, wait, are you crying? No, please don’t cry! Oh no, oh, I didn’t mean to… I was trying to make you laugh…” Jungkook says as his heart runs at 850 BMP a minute, trying to caress your face, trying to stop the tears from filling your eyes.

“What kind of sick-o would laugh at their professor dying? Are you mental?” you choke out, while trying your god-darn best to stop crying, because he was very much alive and right in front of you.

“I’m sorry, oh god, what should I do? What do girls like?” Jungkook was absolutely mortified. The first time he has ever talked to you – and he manages to make you cry. He totally royally fucked up. Big time.

He almost googled, ‘how to stop girl from crying’ and reading the wiki-how page, but decided against it, and hugged you – because that’s what his therapist told him to do when he hurts his loved ones. He would never – it wasn’t in him to physically ever hurt you. He couldn’t even bear the thought of that ever, and so when he did hug you, your sobbing decreased by a lot, and he felt much much better. Also, after holding you in his embrace, he realized how much he needed you to be next to him – to say Jungkook was touch starved is an extreme understatement, he loved the way he could you fit under him, the way your hair had a citrusy aroma, the way your arms hugged him back, it was comfortable. And Jungkook was positive that he could stay like this forever – if needed to.

You didn’t realize when he hugged you, but when he did, you were finally over the shock of thinking your crazy, dumb and hot professor had actually had some water instead of some deadly chemicals – and you weren’t the cause of his death. You wanted to hate him, but how could you? How could you just judge him upon some rumours that were just there to fit in the pieces of his live that he wouldn’t let other people know?

“I- I have a faculty meeting in five minutes,” you hear him speak, the vibration passing through his body – shaking you with it.

You clear your throat before letting go, and can’t help but feel the embarrassment rise out of you, in the form of red cheeks. You keep your head down, as he walks out the door of the lab, leaving you behind – but right before he leaves, he reminds you of your current situation, “Can’t wait for our date, sweets!”

Asshole.

From Unknown Number

[1:38 AM]

Y/N-ieeee

r u sleeping

this is kook btw

To Prof JK

[1:40 AM]

how did u get my num??????

also do u not THINK before assigning all this hw :(

From Prof JK

[1:41 AM]

u should be sleeping rn bby

all i assigned was some reading???? and some worksheets????

is it too much????

im so sry

To Prof JK

[1:50 AM]

well i do have a life outside of hw yknow

also im a huge procrastinator lmao

From Prof JK

[1:51 AM]

:( why r u taking so long to reply

r u busy

r u sleepy

also what life???? i’ve only ever seen u either at the library or the internet café down the street

whats my name saved in ur conatcts ;)))))

i saved urs as princess <3

To Prof JK

[1:54 AM]

it’s prof jk

From Prof JK

[1:55 AM]

thats boring :( im ur future bf now

also wanted to remind u the date is tomo so be ready

You don’t think before you change his name to Kook ‘Jungkook’.

To Jungkook

[1:57 AM]

oh yea how could i forget the fact that u tried to fake poison urself

also what?? date???

From Jungkook

[1:58 AM]

first of all, im so sry abt that i’ll buy u ur fav chocos

second of all, BRO

U LITERALLY SWORE U WOULD GO ON A DATE WIT ME

U PROMISED ME

To Jungkook

[2:01 AM]

i guess i changed my mind lololol

From Jungkook

[2:02 AM]

y????

look i know its weird some nuts prof asks u to go on a date with him

i know u don’t know me

but i know me

and i know i would do anything 4 u

i’ll be anything u want me to be

i can be smart

i can be funny too

i can try to cook for u maybe???? some pasta???

i could dance 4 u?????

To Jungkook

[2:06 AM]

dance????

no offense prof, but u seem so stiff

no way u can dance

From Jungkook

[2:08 AM]

is that a challenge…???

just tell me what u want and i’ll be that for u

To Jungkook

[2:09 AM]

u r dumb

From Jungkook

[2:10 AM]

i could be that

if u want me to be

come on, just ONE date i promise i’ll leave u alone after that if u don’t like it

To Jungkook

[2:13 AM]

mm… sis i guess u should start to figure something out then

bcz this aint good enough

see ya

From Jungkook

[2:14 AM]

ugh i cant force but :( pls?

istg itll be the best day of ur life

To Jungkook

[2:15 AM]

yea ok whatever u say im not going anywhere with u

night

From Jungkook

[2:16 AM]

goodnight!!!!!!

Don’t think too mucb about me

much*

To Jungkook

[2:18 AM]

In ur dreams

From Jungkook

[2:32 AM]

oh u do come in my dreams ;))

✓ Seen by princess <3

The next couple of days, you get some… gifts from a not so secret admirer. And you definitely didn’t change him name from ‘Prof Jeon’, to ‘Jungkook,’ to ‘Jungkookie <3’ in the span of 11 days. (And you most definitely didn’t feel giddy from inside every time you received a notification that read, ‘One New Message from Jungkookie <3’.

“You’re not very subtle, Professor Jeon,” you stay around after his class, watching him put away his books in is leather back. You can tell he was surprised by your action of staying back, but you had to put a stop to what was happening.

The next morning after he texted you for the first time, you had a Huge – with a capital H – bouquet of red roses, and you’ll admit you teared up a bit after looking at it, after all it was your first time receiving flowers from a boy (or man? (a man that was actual eye candy, but you’ll never admit that)).

Two days later,

From Jungkookie <3

[1:53 AM]

look outside

To Jungkookie <3

[1:54 AM]

dont tell me u r outside dumbass its like 2am

Lo and behold, Jungkook’s standing in the middle of the road, holding a single red rose and smiling. There’s a stark difference between his current self, and his demeanour during class – now the moonlight hits his unmade fluffy hair and cheeks, making him look years younger than he is. You can’t help but shout, ‘You idiot! You’ll catch a cold!’ while probably waking up several angry sleep deprived students in the process, but you can’t help but laugh at the way he dances for you. On this cold, lonely night, he brought you the warmth you didn’t know you needed.

It seemed that after that, Jungkook and you were the talk of the town, people would wait for both of you to get together, place bets on when you would finally say yes to him. On the other hand, you received candies from him, you had access to the teacher’s lounge coffee (which was honestly a huge plus point, now you could save five dollars on watery coffee, and have some actual caffeine), and he had pre-paid the 7/11 dude $500 in cash, so he wouldn’t even accept your payments now. The one thing that you actually appreciated him the most for was that he made you flashcards for Mr. Kang’s class (which you were failing, real bad), and while it wasn’t much, you still bumped you ‘F’ to a ‘D’, that just remained the highlight of your goddamn month.

To Jungkookie <3

[2:08 PM]

JUST GOT MY TEST BACK AND GUESS WHAT BITCH

From Jungkookie <3

[2:09 PM]

hi baby girl

:( i’ve noticed u r cursing a lot nowadays

To Jungkookie <3

[2:11 PM]

i’ve noticed u calling me baby lately but u don't see me whining so stfu

ALSO I DIDN’T FAIL

i mean i still kinda failed but it’s not a F

From Jungkookie <3

[2:13 PM]

im so proud of u, u r so so so smart

:( i wonder if u would let me teach u maybe???? tutor u???

✓ Seen 2:15 PM by princess <3

One of his much, much grander displays of affections was, well, kind of weird, he bought you a penguin. You were a proud, and extremely happy mother of a cute penguin named Otis.

From Jungkook <3

[9:07 AM]

ok but what would u want as a pet

To Jungkook <3

[10:38 AM]

penguin!!!!

You knew it must’ve cost him a fortune, and his job as a professor must not be enough, but you had always dreamed of being able to hold the certificate of your baby, and be able to monitor it, and be able to be the one to feed it (well, not literally). And he had to pay for his own grad school fees, which must be a total nightmare on its own – here you were, in his class, waiting for him to pack up so you could maybe pay him back a little?

By no means could you afford a $3000 penguin, but you could maybe ask him if there’s something you could do?

“So, Prof, how would you like me to re-pay you?” you honestly half expected a sex joke on his part – maybe because he looks like a fuckboy on steroids and snorts a lot of protein powder before hitting the gym.

“Um, maybe a hug?”

Oh. Ohhhh. Oh. Unexpected. Okay. Calm yourself down.

“A hug?” you tried not to look at his face, because you knew if you did, it would be hard, way too hard to be able to resist him. You knew he was all dangerous, and bad boy and what not – but, this man, the one with the bunny smile and the fluffy hair, and the one who smelled more like freshly baked bread rather than the axe cologne spray you had imagine, he wasn’t a gang member or a delinquent. He was simply asking for love.

“Why a hug?”

“Just… never really hugged anyone properly,” Jungkook knew he wasn’t asking for much. He could’ve asked for a date, or a kiss, or just anything, but all he wanted was to hold you.

It had been a hard week for him. Being a grad student wasn’t easy no matter how many hours of study you pull in, and no matter how much knowledge you attained – while he was way better off than his peers – he knew he couldn’t afford the failure – he was just starting to feel less and less like a human, and more like a robot. Also, it wasn’t easy to be an undergraduate professor – in fact, it was fucking hell. Your peers, and the entire fucking batch was just so hopelessly dumb – he doesn’t want to admit but he even cringes at some of the mistakes you made (who mixes up chemicals! They’re the most difficult to mess up!) and he hated it when he would just have to give you a ‘C,’ instead of the ‘A,’ you actually deserved (because you’re so smart and he can see it! But you’re also so stubborn, sigh).

Lately, it seems like without his therapist, life just seemed more difficult. When he looks at the broken pencils, the pieces of wood sitting on his table, the teared up paper, and the headache he was constantly in – he’s taken back to the 12 year old Jungkook who couldn’t control his hands, who did nothing but hurt those around him. He looks at his hands, he hates them, they hurt people without his permission.

Sometimes, he would cry, because why couldn’t he simply control himself? Why did his anger, the red in his eyes, the strength of his arm always win over his subconscious and ability to think correct? Why couldn’t he simply re-do a question he got wrong instead of breaking pencils and tearing up everything apart? Why were there numerous holes in the wall covered by posters? Why did this animalistic rage always win over him? Why him?

Jungkook spends the night dreaming of actually being able to help patients, and operating instead of simply… being useless.

So, in that moment, he just wanted comfort. Simple as that. He doesn’t recall anyone ever hugging him in his life, maybe half sided hugs from coaches and professor, or the ones that Tae forces onto him, but other than that, Jungkook has never had an interest in physical contact with people – always thinking it was way showing vulnerability, but with you, he just wanted to be normal.

He didn’t want you to know him as the weird, crazy idiot with anger management issues, or the druggie who smokes weed 24/7, he just wanted you to know him as the real Jungkook he is. The real Jungkook who has iron man socks, and has a fear of microwaves.

So when you do hug him, and feel his arms by your side, and you can’t help but want to stay this way. Surprisingly, it isn’t you who breaks the hug, and you actually want more of it, more of that soft feel of his black shirt against your cheek, more of his hard arms closing you in, more of his warmth.

You clear your throat, and… you don’t know what to do.

“So, um, thanks y’know f-for Otis. You really didn’t have to, I mean I appreciate it I really do, it was more than anything anyone’s every done for me y’know? So like, um, yeah, I uh-“ you mentally curse yourself, just stop speaking already.

“You named it Otis? That’s such a basic penguin name,” Jungkook chuckles, hoping to make you even slightly mad, and the fact that you looked at him with an expression of shock and anger just added to his satisfaction.

Just like that, the awkward layer in the air no longer lingers, and settles to soft banter, something you enjoyed.

“Excuse me? It’s like, the cutest name ever, and whoever thinks against that is a total meathe-“

“I’ve never seen someone be angry and look adorable at the same time,”

“Well, mama didn’t raise no bitch, I will adorably kick your ass, Jungkook,”

“On a first name basis now? Guess I’m making progress,”

“I hate you so much,”

And now twelve minutes and seventeen seconds later, here you both were, sitting on the bench outside the local 7/11, sharing an egg and ham sandwich.

By no means did Jungkook ever mean to have his first lunch with you like this, he had planned it all out, first date, 100 day anniversary, his first ‘I love you,’ speech, the gift for your birthday in January – he didn’t expect to sit on the side of the road at the old, rusty (and really uncomfortable) bench, eating a one dollar sandwich.

You make fun of Jungkook after his high five got rejected by a passing by 5 year old-ish kid with his mom.

“He hates me,” Jungkook pouts and looks at his left hand with such sorrow and anguish that you can’t help but let the laughter bubbling in your throat let out.

“He was like 5,”

“Still, he totally ignored me as if I didn’t exist,”

You don’t even realise three hours pass by, as both, you and Jungkook (two nerds united together), talk about politics, how absolutely terrible Mr. Kang is (you laughed for three solid minutes after Jungkook tried to mimic his sneer), he basically forces you to let him tutor you in anatomy, because he just can’t see you not get an A next time (you scoff and act as if you’re doing him a favour by saying yes, while from inside you screaming happily only because now your grades will be much, much higher – you’re definitely not happy because you’ll have to spend more time with the funny, cute, really nice and just overall hot guy that smells so good).

“Oh my God,” Jungkook says as he extends an arm and feels the light rain on his palm, “it’s probably going to rain soon,”

You don’t pay too much heed until 5 minutes later, it’s turns into an intense round of teardrops on the concrete under you, and you’re left to whine about how you’ll walk till your dorm – and there was no way you were going to get a taxi because you literally lived two streets away from the store.

“Let’s dance in the rain,” Jungkook runs into the narrow street, without a care in the world, and you’re left contemplating whether you should join him or not.

“I thought you were sort of mental, but now I’m fully sure your mom dropped you on the head when you were a baby,” you shout from the bench, hoping he can hear your voice despite the loud splat of each raindrop when it meets the ground.

“Join me,” he says as he tries to pull your hand lightly, hoping you would come on your own, and while you haven’t had fun in the rain since you were a child, you can’t help but want to relive the feeling of the cold water hitting you, not knowing where you end up at.

Jungkook ends up leading you, and you both end up doing a sloppy couple’s dance with his hands on your waist, and yours on his shoulders. You look into his eyes and see a childish charm, you see an affection and a purity in his smile, in the cute not so perfect teeth he possessed, and you can’t help but smile. You had never had things come to you, you were never used to this, never used you things happening to you, for you.

After a good fifteen minutes of fooling around, he ends up walking you back to the dorm – both of you a mess, with clothes clinging to your bodies, webbed fingers, wet hair and sore cheeks from smiling too much. Somehow, you didn’t want to be apart from the boy who waved you goodbye, and you don’t end up closing the door until he goes down the stairs and you can’t see his figure anymore.

To Jungkookie <3

[6:17 PM]

im gonna have to use an entire tub of conditioner to make my hair not feel like hay

PART TWO WILL COME OUT SOON XO (there will only be 3 parts).

also, just so everyone knows I absolutely adore jin, no bashing towards him, as once @kpopyandere said, and I quote: For real the closest I’ve ever been to believing in god is seeing Kim seokjin’s face. Only something divine could’ve created that.

I absolutely loved writing this even though it seems like it’s all over the place kind of lol. Been super insecure of my writing lately 🥺❤️ give me validation 🤩 jk but do let me know if you liked something or if u liked something in particular or idk also lmao sry there's no smut ;))))) wait for part two

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crystalstar8 · 3 years ago

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Eye of the Sky

Ch. 3

Pairing: Namjoon x oc

Genre: heist au, action

word count: 1,245

warnings: action, violence, gun violence, car chases, car crashes, swearing, blood probably

notes: heist au, action, adventure, crime, enemies to lovers, ooc namjoon, because he has his license lol

Summary: Ten years ago, Namjoon's father was killed by his best friend and partner in crime, A man who now goes by the name Hawthorne. Now, Namjoon wants to get into the family business in order to avenge his father's death. After finding the man who killed his father, Namjoon builds a team and creates an elaborate plan to finally take the man down.

But will they be able to get through Hawthorne's state-of-the-art security system? And will they succeed with a mysterious assassin chasing them? Let's just say, it's a good thing Namjoon's team members keep surprising him with useful skills.

@mozy-j @strawberriewithchocolate-blog @daechwitad-2

“Remember to practice your forms before next week, because we’ll be learning new stuff!” Jungkook shouted as the kids ran to their parents at the front door. Jimin and Jungkook had long since removed their belts, letting their jackets hang open because they were sweaty.

“Excuse me, Sensei,” one of the mothers said, approaching Jungkook and Jimin, the two teachers. Her six-year-old daughter was clinging to her pantleg, her brand-new green belt clutched in her hand. “I hate to do this, Minji really loves coming here every week, but money is getting a bit tight these days. We’re going to have to cut corners where we can in order to just pay rent-“

Jimin didn’t let her continue. There were no other children around with their parents, but he still lowered his voice when he said, “We can give you a few weeks for free.”

“Yeah, Minji is one of our best students, we can tell she loves it,” said Jungkook. “She’s the youngest in the class to earn a green belt.”

“Are you sure?” Minji’s mother asked. “I hate to take advantage…”

“Seriously, don’t worry about it,” said Jungkook. “We know how the economy is these days, if you need to take some time to get your feet back on the ground, we understand.”

“Thank you! Thank you both so much!” she said, bowing deeply. After saying their goodbyes and congratulating Minji on her green belt one last time, the front doors finally fell shut.

“How long do you think we can keep this place open?” Jungkook asked.

“I’m sorry, I know we promised we wouldn’t let this happen again but-“ Jimin began.

“No, it’s okay. I was going to do the exact same thing if you hadn’t,” said Jungkook. “I can always ask my cousin if I can borrow money…”

Just then, the doors opened, letting in a gust of wind. It blew their jackets and hair back in slow motion as they turned to see who was entering.

Jin was the first to walk in, followed by Namjoon and Taehyung.

“I heard you needed to borrow my money?” said Jin.

“Were you listening at the door or something?” Jungkook asked in shock.

“No, my money senses were tingling,” said Jin.

Namjoon pushed to the front and said, “Before the bickering starts, we should tell you why we’re here. Jin told us that you two were martial arts masters and gymnasts. We could really use you on our team.”

“Who are you guys?” asked Jimin.

“Oh, pardon us,” said Jin. “I’m Jungkook’s cousin, Kim Seokjin. You might know me from my latest movie, ‘A Heart’s Desires: Fate Unknown: A sequel’. And this is Namjoon and Taehyung. Guys, this is Jeon Jeongguk and Park Jimin.”

“Is there somewhere more private where we could talk?” asked Namjoon. “Anyone could walk through those doors.”

“I’ll go lock them,” said Jimin, running off to the doors.

“We have a job for you both,” said Namjoon. “It will be dangerous, but if everything works out right, which it will, it will pay very, very well.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Park Jimin…Park Jimin…” Namjoon paced his apartment, mumbling the name over and over again. “Why does that name sound familiar?”

Jin shrugged and continued flipping through an Italian Vogue magazine from his spot on the couch. Taehyung had gone back to the museum. Jungkook and Jimin had agreed to do the job. Jimin was especially enthusiastic about it, eyes lighting up when he heard the name of the item they would be stealing. Jimin didn’t even know them. Why was he so enthusiastic about the job? It was suspicious.

Namjoon went to his laptop and began a search for Park Jimin. Not much showed up on social media accept the website for their dojo. All of a sudden, the screen went dark and green text began typing itself at the top.

You might want to refrain from doing a Naver search for your teammates on a laptop riddled with porn viruses.

Namjoon stared at his laptop with wide eyes and mouth hanging open for several seconds before saying, “Hey, Jin. You might want to look at this.”

Jin tossed his magazine onto the coffee table then walked over. As soon as he caught a glimpse of the screen, he choked on a laugh, slapping a hand over his mouth. Namjoon swatted at him. The green text erased itself and then began typing again.

I know what you’re doing. I know what your plan is. You won’t succeed, but you will with my help.

“Try to type back,” said Jin. Namjoon started typing.

Namjoon: Who are you?

?: be at your apartment at 7:30 pm tonight and you’ll find out.

?: make sure you’re alone.

Namjoon and Jin stared at the screen for several seconds before Jin spoke.

“I’ll be on standby,” he said. “I’ll wait in my car in the garage downstairs. Just call me if you need backup.”

“Good idea,” said Namjoon. “But I have a good feeling about this.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah,” said Namjoon. “I think we just got ourselves a hacker.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Yoongi had been keeping an eye on Namjoon and his little escapades for a while now, but he had never seen the inside of the man’s apartment. Finally seeing it in person, it was obvious Namjoon came from money. The décor was obviously professionally done and everything looked expensive and high-end. Even the coffee he was sipping from was better than anything Yoongi could afford in his budget.

“Are you sure you don’t want cream and sugar?” Namjoon asked, rummaging through his smart fridge.

“This is fine,” Yoongi said as Namjoon fumbled with a jar of pickles falling from one of the door shelves. He caught it before it could hit the floor then closed the fridge.

“You said I needed your help?” Namjoon asked, turning to face Yoongi, who was sitting at the breakfast bar, his laptop open beside him.

“How much do you know about Hawthorne’s security system?” Yoongi asked.

“I know that it uses state of the art technology and that it’s hack proof,” said Namjoon. “That’s why I wasn’t sure what you meant when you said-“

“Nothing is hack proof,” said Yoongi, taking a sip of coffee before continuing. “The thing is, though, I need codes. And those only exist in the lab his tech was created.”

“How do we get into the lab? How do we know where to find the codes? Are they on a flash drive or something?” Namjoon asked.

“Probably,” Yoongi said with a shrug. “We can just ask the person who made his security system. I know her.”

Namjoon’s eyes lit up. “How? How do you know she’ll help us?”

“Because Hawthorne had her fired after she tried to tell him there were still flaws in the design,” said Yoongi. “Not enough to be a detriment to Hawthorne, so he took it anyway. He ran her out of the country and everything. I was thinking I’d set up a meeting with her for you. You can ask her about where to find her old office and stuff.”

“How do you know her?” Namjoon asked.

“We went to college together,” said Yoongi. “And I…also used to work at the lab with her. It was a long time ago. I didn’t stay long before quitting and going freelance.”

“Well, when can we meet?” asked Namjoon.

Yoongi hid a smirk in his coffee cup and said, “I’ll give her a call.”

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bratzkoo · 4 years ago

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Work in Progress:

KEY: ♥ fluff | ♦ angst | ♠ smut | ♣ mature themes

hi, i’m khoe and these are my wips. no specific release dates ! unless stated, obviously. it’s my way of telling you what i have planned but also for me to remember the projects i’m working on, lol.

BTS

❥ Lethal | maknae line x reader ♥♦♠♣

au: n/a

status: writing 8% done

summary: n/a

❥ Tiktok series ♥♦♠♣

open for request!

Kim Namjoon:

❥ He Loves Me (v) ♥♦♠♣

au: ceo! namjoon, sugar daddy! namjoon

status: planning

summary: n/a

note: you can find the series masterlist here

❥ He Has A Secret ♥♦

au: dad! namjoon

status: writing, 5% done

summary: n/a

Kim Seokjin:

❥ Bliss ♥♦♣

au: yandere! au, arranged marriage! au

status: writing 10% done

summary: you were ask to marry your abusive ex and out of panic you ask a random guy on your way to the restaurant to pretend to be your new boyfriend, turns out he’s the eldest son of the Kim Corporation.

Min Yoongi:

❥ Everytime ♥♦♣

au: ex lovers! au

status: writing 15% done

summary: n/a

❥ The network ♥♦♠♣

au: camboy! yoongi

status: planning

summary: if yoongi had to pick a favorite watcher, his answer would be you.

Jung Hoseok:

❥ Blue Side ♥♦♣

au: n/a

status: planned, will start writing soon

summary: n/a

note: jung hoseok is adorable here but i also made him a psycho

❥ Hixtape ♥♦♠♣

au: soundcloud rapper! hoseok

status: planning

summary: n/a

Park Jimin:

❥ Broken Spell ♥♦

au: enemies to lovers! au

status: planning

summary: where jimin and you hate each other and are sworn enemies, both of you were task to do a project together, in fear of you not passing the subject because of your non-stop bickering, you made jimin drink a 24 hours reverse feelings potion-- thinking he’ll be in love you for the next 24 hours with the amount of hatred he has for you, it came as a surprise when he suddenly says he doesn’t even want to see you in front of him.

which can only mean one thing, jimin has been in love with you all this time.

❥ Keep Your Enemies Close ♥♦♠♣ au: enemies to lovers! au status: planning summary: -

Kim Taehyung:

❥ GUCCI | pt. 2 ♥♦♠♣

au: fashion designer! taehyung

status: planned, will start writing soon

summary: Vante, a fashion designer and creative director of Gucci who keeps his life in private. No one really knows him aside from what he shares in public, no surprise when the media goes gaga over the leaked sketches of Vogue’s editor-in-chief Y/N Black in his journal.

note: you can find GUCCI pt.1 here

Jeon Jungkook:

❥ Delivery (iii) ♥♦

au: pizza delivery guy! jungkook, highschool! au

status: writing, 35%

summary: You planned a grand gesture to confess to your long time crush (or as you like to call him: “the love of my life”) and things turned out to be horrible on your part. One, you accidentally confessed to the wrong person. Two, he accepted your confession. Three, your crush accepted someone else’s confession!

aka you confessed to your pizza delivery guy and now he thinks the both of you are dating.

note: you can find delivery! (i) here and delivery! (ii) here

MxM

MinJoon

Doré

au: pirate! jimin x crown prince! namjoon

summary: n/a note: you can find it here.

#bts wips #work in progress #by khoe

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tycoons-official · 5 years ago

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Tycoons Off Duty (2017)

Run time: 6-10 minutes

Genre: Reality Show

Status: Ongoing

• 'Tycoons Off Duty' is a video clip series that is uploaded to Tycoons' official YouTube channel, showing their daily lives behind the scenes through raw, minimally edited footage either recorded in third person view or 'vlog style' as Tycoons wanted the viewers to feel like they are a further part of their life. The first vlog was released on the 25th of January, well over 3 weeks after promotions for 'Tycoons The Album' and 'MAFIA' are done.

• These clips show their slow/lazy everyday routines that mostly include watching television on the sofa, playing games and eating snacks together, or occasionally they'd go out to buy groceries, run errands here and there and maybe even greet fans on the side. Most of the time the siblings are even shown bickering, having silly fights and taking care of each other like how normal siblings do, and many people find these antics to be endearing, funny and —for the most part— relatable.

Cooking with Carmen (2017)

Run time: 15-18 minutes

Genre: Cooking Show

Status: Ongoing

• 'Cooking with Carmen' is a video series that stars Carmen cooking dishes and baking desserts of all sorts, whilst also showing off her culinary skills and using them to boost Tycoons' popularity. The series was created upon the fall season when Tyke has to go away to do his annual military service after doing his initial one.

• Carmen isn't as flashy with her 'acrobatics' around the kitchen as other chefs are, but she makes up for it in food presentation, flavor and aesthetic. The company's team also decided to occasionally allow a bit of ASMR to the videos before cueing back in with some soft accompanying music.

• Capos enjoy this series as it shows a different side of Carmen they'd never thought they'd see, being such a bold, sexy, stoic character on stage, and they found it fascinating and endearing. They seem to be highly interested in how Carmen could've become a chef instead of an idol by how talented she is (or, how talented she's made to seem) and made fanfictional 'alternate universes' or 'AU's where Tycoons are running a family-owned cafe with Carmen was the head chef and Tyke was the Barista. Tycoons themselves enjoy reading these fanfiction stories and get shocked or rather amused by how accurate or inaccurate the way their Capos interpret their personalities without even meeting them.

A Talk with Tyke (2017)

Run time: 15-18 minutes

Genre: Talk Show

Status: On Hold

• 'A Talk with Tyke' is a show that stars Tyke as the main host. It is predominantly a talking show that discusses upon several random topics ranging from school bullying to internet dating to socks, accompanied by funny animations and picture scenery inserts that filled the empty space of green screen behind Tyke, that would sometimes cut into view as he made mistakes while talking or if he's laughing too hard and needed a break or if he said something too funny that even the staff had to laugh. The show is often seen as a 'sibling series' to 'Cooking with Carmen' where his sister is mainly starred, and Capos seem to really like the coincidences.

• The show covers on a certain topic, as mentioned before, and at first Tyke starts talking a little more seriously about it but until the half end of the video is when he starts making jokes as funny edited scenes cut in from everywhere else. There have been recent collaborations with Tyke's own sister and other Tycoons Carmen, Stray Kids' Changbin and Woojin, TWICE's Momo and Chaeyoung, and Park Jimin of former group AOA.

• Capos that were also fans of a show called RuPaul's Drag Race often compare this show to one called 'UNHhhh' that features two of it's former contestants for it's comedic use of flashy edited pictures and sound effects, floating words and funny topics. They've dubbed it the 'Korean UNHhhh minus the drag', though again, this is debatable.

Tycoons' Secret Wish (2018)

Run time: 30-45 minutes

Genre: Reality Show

Status: Ongoing

• 'Tycoons' Secret Wish' is a show that stars both members of Tycoons and is about the idols meeting certain fans who have been struggling with familial, social, monetary or internal battles and had friends and/or family members secretly sent ask letters to JYP Entertainment's main building with the special secret wish code, also known as, 'I call upon the Godfather' as well as a proper reason as to why they wanted their friend/family member to join the show and have their idols see them in order to be accepted by the show. The show is meant to promote the idea that idols can help those struggling hard by listening to their concerns and offering moral support from said idols' experience. Being that Tycoons have witnessed and experienced unfair deaths, inequality and a deteriorating hope during their childhood, they are considered well versed in this moral giving concept.

• The series would always start with Tycoons leaving the JYP building and telling the viewers about who their visitee is, what their background is like, whom sent in the ask letter, and why they would need to send in the letter. Then the duo will get in their transport car with one of their managers and go to the location of the visitee and meet them by surprise which comes into the idea of a 'secret wish.'

• Capos enjoy the series and is dubbed by Vogue as one of the best foreign television series to ever grace the TV screens all over the world, however, this is of course debatable. Unfortunately this show was published a couple months before Tyke has to leave for his annual military service after serving his initial one, and had to stay on hold for a couple of weeks so Tyke can come back and rest, and also regrow his hair back.

Tycoons Off Duty

• In a scene from episode 15 of season 1 [by far the most controversial and popular episode to this date] the episode starts off with Carmen greeting the camera with a croaky morning voice ["Good morning Capos, and everyone who's watching this, Tyke's asleep, and I'm Carmen, and together we are Tycoons"] before momentarily setting it down on the kitchen counter, taking what looked to be medicine pills from the kitchen cabinet above her before bringing them, paired with a glass of water, back into the bedroom where Tyke was still sleeping peacefully on their queen-sized bed that they were sharing for the time being. She sets the medicine on the bedside table and proceeds to wake him up, with much convincing and bribing with candies, Tyke soon wakes up and takes the pills that Carmen just took out.

• People of course speculated what those pills could be and on one of their Vlives held not long after this episode aired, Carmen explains to some questioning fans that Tyke does suffer from an illness that needed medication and specified on it being depression. She clarified that she was giving him prescribed medicine given and approved by his psychiatrist and their agency. She even mentions earlier in the Vlive that she already asked permission to their manager about 'breaking the news' to the Capos. [By that she meant telling them about Tyke's depression]

• This ruffled some Korean Capos the wrong way and they began spreading rumors and derogatory comments about Tyke on his and his sister's social media, saying that they should just stop being idols if they had such severe mental problems or if they're just trying to use the illness as a marketing ploy to catch the attention of the public. However the international Capos praised Carmen for being transparent about Tyke's mental illness and Tyke himself for being able to carry out the duties of an idol whilst harboring a mental illness which they presume from other idols' lives and troubles to be extremely demanding physically and mentally.

• By breaking the flawless, perfect image that idols are supposed to uphold, Tycoons both knew that they were going to have to dip into hot waters and apologize whilst also defending themselves by saying that they hope that the media will understand and never forget that music is how Tycoons themselves cope with their internal troubles, and hoped that this terrible and toxic the privilege that fans feel over their idols' personal lives and information will never happen to them or anyone else.

Tycoons' Secret Wish

• In a scene from episode 10 of season 1, Tyke is seen asking his present manager at the time Hyejeong a request to the bathroom while a female fan came into the shot and head locked him, before dragging him towards a room, whilst Hyejeong fought and tried to free the poor idol in the girl's grasp. Carmen darted out of the visitee's room and threw a strong punch at the fan before they were separated by Tycoons' security sent to prevent mobs [or flying sasaengs] and keep the idols safe. The fan seemed to be crazed with awestruckness and love for Tyke as she was giggling and sending kisses towards his direction as he laid on the floor, still shocked and trying to process everything that had just happened.

• Apparently, the fan that had done this to Tyke was a sasaeng and Capos managed to find pictures of the girl at fan signs, concerts, airport arrivals and many more locations, and the visitee felt embarrassed to say that said fan was one of her kpop crazed cousins that originally introduced the visitee to kpop and Tycoons. The girl didn't end up apologizing in her apology nots even though she did say that she regret what she did but hoped to let Tyke notice her next time. [Edit: He didn't SKSKSK]

#tycoons #kpop #kpop duo #kpop oc #pinkocnet #tokyokocnet #kumokcn #kumokocnet #lofi #lofikocnet #woopkocnet #kocsociety

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jellystonesteel-blog · 5 years ago

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One True Seven💜

Fan girls are not just fan girls, we are dreamers.

They call it Hallyu, the Korean wave: the idea that South Korean pop culture has grown in prominence to become a major driver of global culture seen in everything from Korea dramas to Korean skincare regimens, and at the heart of Hallyu is the ever-growing popularity of Kpop - short for Korean pop music.

Kpop has become a truly global phenomenon thanks to its distinctive blend of addictive melodies, slick choreography, production values and the endless parade of attractive South Korean performer who spend years in grueling studio learning to sing and dance in synchronized perfection.

One of the top Entertainment companies in Korea is Big Hit Entertainment, from where my One True Seven BANGTAN SONYEONDAN came from.

I am a fan of BTS, otherwise known as an A.RM.Y. It was April of 2016 as I first watched BTS music video specifically "I NEED U" who suddenly popped up as I was browsing YouTube. After listening to it I actively follow BTS and eventually become a Stan.

Bangtan Sonyeondan has 7 talented handsone member forned in Seoul in 2013, literally means, "Bulletproof Boy Scouts". According to J-hope, the name signifies the groups desire to block out stereotypes, criticisms and expectations that aim on adolescent like bullets.

Kim Namjoon (Rapper and leader)

The official leader of BTS, RM was the first member scouted by BTS founder Bang Si-Hyuk. He is known for his rapping and collaborated with artist like Wale and even was the first of the group to release his own rap mix tape. He’s the only member of the group who speaks English fluently. In September 2018, he delivered an English-language speech to the U.N General Assembly in New York City supporting youth empowerment.

Min Yoongi (Rapper and producer)

Suga is the second oldest BTS member, and is often described as the dad of the group because he takes care of things around the dorm for the others. He started as an underground rapper with the stage name of Gloss. He is known for his rapid-fire rhymes. He is also a producer having contribution to award-winning songs on other artists' projects as well of many BTS own tracks.

Jung Hoseok (Rapper and dancer)

J-Hope is one of the best dancers in the group, and also a literal sunshine angel! He is the third member who joined after RM and Suga. He was first known for his dancing and was a part of an underground dance crew in his province of Gwangju. He also released his own mix tape in March entitled Hope World.

Park Jimin (Singer and dancer)

Discovered by Bighit Entertainment during High School, Jimin is known for his sharp dance moves and he focused on modern dance. He is known for his impressive abs. Jimin is perhaps one of the most affectionate members, towards his fellow band mates and fans. But he can also be quite self-conscious of both his skills as an entertainer and his looks.

Kim Seokjin (Singer)

Jin is the oldest BTS member, although he doesn’t often act like it. He is known for his dad jokes, describing himself as “Worldwide handsome” in response the times his pictures have gone viral, and winking or blowing kisses to the camera whenever it lands on him. Jin was originally studying acting and was infamously spotted on the streets by a Big Hit Entertainment staff member.

Kim Taehyung (Singer and dancer)

V, also known as Taehyung, Tae, or TaeTae was the last member of BTS to be revealed. He actually did not even mean to audition for Big Hit but had joined a friend for moral support and was convinced by a staff member to try out as well. One word to describe V would be, unique. His voice easily stands out from the other vocal line because of his soulful and deep tone. He loves to play around with fashion and has a great appreciation for art as well.

Jeon Jungkook (Singer, dancer and center)

Jungkook is the youngest BTS member, also known as their Golden Maknae because he seems to be good at basically everything. Along with his vocal and dancing skills, Jungkook is also quite athletic and artistic. He was also the only trainee that was sent to America for dance training prior to their debut. By the time the group did debut, he was just 15 years old. Jungkook is my ultimate bias and the love of my life.

BTS is now the biggest boy band in the world, topping charts and setting records as they continue on their world tour. 2018 has been an extremely fruitful year for BTS as they have achieved many awards for their music and also become one of the most influential people to date. Gaining even more international coverage from Rolling Stone, Forbes, Vogue, CNN and so on. After releasing their third full length album “LOVE YOURSELF: Tear” in May, one of the biggest events that happened to BTS is most probably their world premiere of ‘FAKE LOVE’ performance on Billboard Music Awards 2018 (BBMAs). In addition to that, they had also claimed the ‘Top Social Artist’ award twice in a row, since 2017. Aside from international achievements, they have also recently walked home with 9 different awards on Mnet Asian Music Awards 2018 (MAMA). During Melon Music Awards 2018 (MMA), they received 7 awards and also 7 in Asia Artist Awards 2018 (AAA)! It is expected that they will also be sweeping even more awards on the upcoming Seoul Music Awards 2019 and also Golden Disc Awards 2019.

No one loves anything more than a fan girl loves her fandom. My love for them can be obsessive, weird, overenthusiastic and extreme, but it's something I am unapologetically proud of. I am an avid fan girl who actively goes to any BTS events whether it is a BTS member birthday celebration, movie block screening and Fan gatherings.

I am a part of Army of Cebu. As a fan, I do love buying merchandise. I have tons of BTS merchandise at home. As a collector, just looking at the albums, magazines, DVDs, photo cards, and all the stuffs that I have accumulated all these years gives me a sense of happiness. I also feel that buying their merchandise and even the products they are endorsing is my way of supporting them as a fan.

I found BTS during a very low point in my life and I am really grateful for that. They taught me to have a positive outlook in life. They taught me to love and embrace my flaws and turn it into a positive one. BTS is my comfort zone. They let me realize that I am worth it. Just like them, I will run endlessly towards my dream.

No matter how many of us are in the crowd, when they say "Saranghae ARMY," I feel like they are addressing me and the importance of my existence. When they give out advice for us through interviews, when they put out lyrics that really mirrors the current generation's situations or even just mundane lyrics that we can relate to, I feel like they know me personally. They are just so humble and real. They never forget where they started, never take their feet off the ground, and no matter how big they have gotten, they stay true to themselves.

From desserts to the seas, we were always together.

#kpop #bts #army bts #fangirl

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brokemultidotexe · 6 years ago

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Life in the Fastlane

Pairing: Racer!Yoongi x Reader

Summary: Street racing wasn't something you wanted to experience until your roommate dragged you to one. You end up realizing that it's nothing like the movies and that the bad boys can be the ones with the biggest hearts

Word Count: 5.5k

Warning: None

Genre: Action(?)

Part: ONESHOT

You glanced at yourself in the mirror. Jimin had managed to push you out of your comfort zone for tonight. You had promised Jimin last month that you would finally go watch him race. The fact that it was illegal didn't sit well with you but you eventually gave up that argument after watching Jimin’s face light up when he would talk about it. Since the cheating boyfriend fiasco, you hadn't been smiling much and that's how you ended up here in black skinny jeans that were just a little too low and a little too tight. The shirt was too low for your liking and hugged your curves and while this wasn’t something you would normally wear it was hard not to admit that you looked hot.

"Y/N get your sexy ass out here, it's time to go." You looked at the clock, it was already eleven o'clock. You took one more look at yourself in the mirror.

"It's only one night." you told yourself, "we're doing this for Jimin."

"Y/N!"

You jumped at the sudden yelling. You grabbed your phone and license; you didn't want to carry a purse. You walked out of your bedroom and could see Jimin standing by the door with his arms crossed. Of course, Jimin was just dressed in a fitted t-shirt that showed off just how nice his body was and some ripped jeans. It took a lot of arguing for you to agree to wear this after Jimin claimed you would stick out like a sore thumb and everyone would stare at you. You weren’t one to welcome attention so you decided to follow your best friend's advice.

It took all of thirty minutes to get there. You hated Jimin's bucket seats in his car and it felt odd having the back seat completely gutted. Jimin pulled up and parked into a line with a bunch of other cars. It honestly looked like an independent film version of Fast and the Furious that was close to reaching the end of their budget. She snorted at her own thoughts and Jimin raised an eyebrow at her before getting out of the car and walking around to the front of his car. You soon followed and walked up to Jimin and you leaned your hip against the front of Jimin's car.

"So, what now?" You looked around and there were about thirty to forty people mingling, some were drinking others weren't.

"Well, I have to find Yoongi and give him my share." You watched Jimin pull out a wad of money. You learned awhile back to not ask where he got that kind of money. "Will you be okay by yourself for a few minutes?"

"Yeah." Truthfully, you didn't want to be left alone but you also didn't want to look like a lost puppy following Jimin around. You watched as Jimin left and you folded your arms across your chest and looked out over all the people. You felt so out of place but you found this group of people oddly interesting. It was like watching a family reunion or something. Your eyes roamed your surroundings and fell on the building behind everyone. You saw the letters sprawled across it Kim and Sons Auto Shop.

"Well, I haven't seen you around here." You looked to your left and saw a guy with a hoodie and noticed his eyes looked at your body from top to bottom. "You must be my divine intervention for the night." His voice made you roll your eyes.

"I doubt it," you said dryly. You weren’t in the mood to deal with anyone; you were here for one reason and one reason only. To support Jimin and then get home and binge watch Netflix until you passed out.

The guy raised his eyebrow and took a step closer, "I could get us out of here, take you to my place nearby and give you a night you won't ever forget." He ran his hand down the curve of your side resting on her hip.

You scoffed, "You've got a hand, which I can promise you will be the only action you'll be getting tonight."

"You've got a mouth on you, I bet-"

"Jeon!" You watched as the guy turned around. Your eyes went to the guy walking over to them. The guy was in ripped jeans, combat boots, a white shirt with a button-up shirt opened over it. You were jealous of the guy's boots. If only you could afford a pair that nice. The guy pulled the guy's shirt causing the guy to stumble away from them. "The girl is out of your league Jungkook, you want a level playing field go grab one of the whores congregated around hyung."

"Screw you Hoseok, the girl can make her own-" You watched as the guy grabbed Jungkook by the collarbone and roughly pulled him towards him to get him off balance and then turning and kicked his back causing him to stumble away from him. Jungkook glared and cursed at Hoseok but he was unphased by it. Your eyes were wide watching the exchange between them.

"Why don't you get one of the whores to go nurse that injury?" Hoseok said as Jungkook walked away with his hand rubbing his back. Hoseok turned and held his hand out to you, "I'm Hoseok."

You shook his hand, "Y/N." You peeked over Hoseok's shoulder to see Jungkook heading back over to the group of people you saw before.

"Ignore Jungkook, the punk thinks he's God's gift to women when he’s on something. From what I've heard though is that God shortchanged him in a vital area." You found yourself laughing, "So are you here by yourself?"

Just as you were about to answer Jimin walked up, "Okay, we're good now. I wanted to take you to meet-"

"Yo Park!" Jimin turned around and smiled. You watched as they fist bumped and Hoseok swung his arm over Jimin's shoulders.

"Y/N, meet Hoseok." Jimin looked between his two friends with a look of hope.

"You can call me Hobi." Hobi smiled, "But we've met, Jungkook tried to lure your girl home."

Jimin laughed out loud, "I would have loved to see him try." he looked at Hobi, "Are you racing tonight?"

Hobi rolled his eyes, "It's my turn for flags."

Jimin laughed and Y/N was confused and apparently, it showed, "flags are the flag or makeshift flag that you bring down at the line for the race to start. Unfortunately, Hobi here picked the short straw." you laughed as Hobi grumbled.

"Actually, since I'm not racing tonight I was wondering if you could take a peek under my hood. I don't want Yoongi sniffing around, he'd probably change out a part to help him win."

"Why would some random guy come sniffing around your car?" you asked and the looks you got made you embarrassed by your question.

"Yoongi is Hobi's brother, he runs the races." you made an o shape with your mouth and nodded.

“Adopted brother, but he’s still my hyung.” You could see the underlying affection he had for his older brother despite the normal sibling annoyance.

You turned at the sound of a deep voice carrying over the crowd, "Alright, we've got four racing tonight. Taehyung and Jin just radioed back and the roads are blocked and ready to go. Get your shit and let's roll!" The small crowd cheered and you looked back to see both guys looking excited.

"That's my cue." Jimin gave Hobi a fist bump and turned to give you a hug, "See you at the finish line" he winked and you watched him walk away.

"You ready to see how we live?" Hobi smirked.

"Let's do this." Hobi cheered and you laughed to yourself but followed Hobi as he led the way into the sea of people. You walked through and you saw all the different types of people. You could see why Jimin fit in here.

"Tae! Jin!" Hobi grabbed your hand and dragged you over to two guys.

"Yo!" They both smiled at the guy, "Jimin tells me you drew the short straw tonight."

Hobi gave them both the finger before turning to you, "Y/N this is Tae and Jin, they work here at the garage with my brother."

The guy that looked like he should be on the cover of Vogue shook your hand, "Ravi de vous rencontrer" you gave him a small smile before you dropped his hand. You could see Hobi rolling his eyes.

"We need to go; otherwise Yoongi will start bitching at me." Hobi started walking towards the cars and you followed. Once Hobi broke through the crowd you saw four cars lined up behind a spray-painted line. “I bet he rigged the straw pull so I would have to sit out for this race.” You glanced over at Hobi and laughed.

"Someone say my name?" You looked towards the voice. Your eyes raked over his body. From his stark white hair to the plain gray t-shirt. You could admit to yourself that he was hot.

"Yoongi this is Y/N, Jimin's friend that he’s been talking about." Hobi smiled at his brother.

"Ah, the infamous hermit." You felt your face heat up. "Glad you could join us rebels tonight." Yoongi winked at you and you just raised an eyebrow.

"So, are we ready?" Hobi asked.

"Nah, Jeon showed up bitching about his back.” He glanced at Hobi before continuing, “but serves him right with the way he goes for girls who are spoken for while their guy is here." Yoongi shrugged. "He went inside the shop to lay down." you could see Hobi looking smug, obviously proud of himself.

"Hobi you said you wanted me to look under your hood right?" Jimin was walking towards what you assumed was Hobi's car.

"Wait, why is Jimin checking under your hood? You're here every day. I mean fuck you work here. I could have done it yesterday." Yoongi had his arms crossed.

"Because I'm so close to leaving your ass in the dust, and who knows what you'd pull," Hobi called over his shoulder leaving you alone with Yoongi.

"Nice best friend you have."

"Nice brother you have." you challenged which caused him to raise an eyebrow at you.

"Well aren't you a spitfire." You rolled your eyes, "So what did Park have to do to drag you out here? Steal your books? Hold your laptop hostage?" you didn't say a word, all you had to say you could express with your middle finger. Yoongi smirked, "Is that an offer?"

You felt your face grow hot and you looked over at Hobi and Jimin, who was already under the hood. "So, when did all of this start?" you found yourself asking.

"What do you mean?" You just twirled your finger around motioning to all the people and cars, "Oh, it’s pretty much been the same group of people for a long time. Park is probably the newest member. Your boy has skills, I'll give him that."

"So, are you racing too?" Yoongi nodded. "So how much is riding on this race anyway?"

Yoongi shrugged, "Not a lot, about three grand."

"Three thousand? As in dollars?" It felt like your eyes had actually bulged out of your head.

"What else would it be in? Monopoly money?" his chuckle irritated you.

"How is that not a lot of money?"

"Races can easily get up to at least eight grand on a good night. I guess I don't really think about it being an obscene amount anymore." you were speechless. Was he out of touch with reality? Because you could never imagine eight thousand dollars not being a lot of money and you came from a very well to do family.

"Alright let's get this over with" a voice behind you made you jump and she saw Jungkook make his way towards his car not even sparing a glance at you, but you could see him limp just a little bit.

Yoongi laughed out loud "You look like shit Jeon."

"Fuck you!" Jungkook got in his car and Yoongi called out to Hobi to round up everyone. You just stood there as everyone started moving towards the lineup.

"Hey stay here, if you have any problems just yell for Tae or Jin" You nodded hearing Hobi yell over at you and you watched Hobi give you a wink from across a few cars as he walked out in front of the cars. He waited until everyone was in their respective cars. It looked like it was going to be Jimin, Jungkook, and Yoongi. You didn't know what to expect but you jumped hearing all the cars start up. Hobi pointed to each car and each revved its engine. You assumed this meant that they were ready.

"Hobi, use your shirts!" You turned and saw that Jin was the one yelling as he stood up in his truck bed. Hobi gave him the finger but took off the button up shirt and held it up. You chewed on your bottom lip, your stomach was doing somersaults. You were nervous and excited all at the same time, you had no idea what to expect. You watched as Hobi raised his shirt over his head using it as a flag. He held it there for a few seconds before bringing it down. He crouched and turned to watch all three cars shoot off the line and down the road. It didn't take long before all three cars were out of sight. Hobi stood up and walked towards you your hair windblown but donning a huge smile on your face.

"Awesome isn't it?" You couldn't help but smile with him. The guy’s energy was contagious.

"So how long does the race normally last?"

Hobi shrugged, "Depends who's driving, but with hyung it's normally about four or five minutes."

Y/N didn't know if that was slow or fast, but it sounded really fast. Your eyes stayed on the street as Hobi explained that the track would loop all the way back around to here so they didn't have to go anywhere. They just had to sit and wait. After a few minutes, Hobi bit his lip and bounced on his feet.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, it's just that normally we start picking up the cones now from the roads so the cops are less likely to get called. Tae asked me to go with him because Jin went to get food because he had the munchies."

"Go ahead, you can go. I'll be fine." You waved him off.

"You sure?" you watched Hobi chew on his bottom lip.

"Yeah. Go." You watched as Hobi gave you a smile and told you that he'd be right back. You just stood there watching for the cars, it felt like forever but you were sure it was just your eagerness to see the end of the race. You watched Jin’s truck pull out onto the road with Hobi sitting on the side.

You were bouncing on your toes the anticipation was killing you. "COPS!" You spun around looking and everyone was splitting up and jumping in cars. You could hear the sirens off in the distant. You didn't have a car, Jimin was your ride and you had absolutely no idea what to do. People were pulling out and you didn't know a single person. Everyone you knew was either racing or gone.

You saw a black car screech to a stop in front of you. The door flew open, "Get in!" before you had time to even make a decision your body was in the car and pulled away fast enough to throw you back against the seat.

You looked over at Yoongi. His face was hard with concentration. Your heart was still pounding in your chest. You never expected cops to show up, yet the adrenaline had you on a high that you had never felt before. You found yourself smiling and eventually found yourself laughing.

Yoongi turned his head to look at you, "You think this is funny?"

You couldn't catch your breath but you were waving your hands and shaking your head no. But your body was betraying you. You couldn't stop the tears from forming in your eyes from laughing. "I'm sorry." you tried to get a grip of your giggles, "I've just never been through anything like that." You were trying to take deep breaths between each attempt talk. "I honestly don't know why I'm laughing."

Yoongi smirked, "It seems the hermit experienced her first adrenaline rush."

Your eyes widen seeing a cop car pulling towards the center of an intersection, "Yoongi!" your hand went to his arm and Yoongi's attention shot back to driving and your breath hitched in your throat as Yoongi whipped his car to the right. The back of his car barely missing the cop car as he shifted and pushed the car even faster straightening them out.

"Y/N you can let go now," Yoongi said through a clenched jaw. You looked at her hand and immediately removed it. He had nail marks on his arm where you were gripping him so tightly.

"I'm so sorry!"

Yoongi laughed, "Its fine. Normally when I get to feel nails digging into me, it's on my back while I'm fucking someone."

You scrunched up your nose at his narcissism, but couldn't ignore the skip in your heartbeat. You leaned back watching Yoongi navigate the streets with ease, but you could still hear the sirens which kept you from getting pulled in at watching Yoongi drive.

"Does this happen every time you guys race?" Yoongi shook his head.

"Nah, I mean it happens every once in a while, but we try to keep it as low profile as we can. Tae and Jin set up traffic cones at some intersections that cross into the route we take. But sometimes the cops come looking, that's why we have radios." He motioned to the one sitting in his cup holder, "If anyone sees the cops coming everyone knows to get out fast. Everyone has their own place they go so they don't follow one another and end up with all of us if they manage to follow us."

You bit your lip, "Has anyone ever been caught?"

Yoongi's mouth thinned. "Namjoon, he um" He cleared his throat, "He flipped his car taking a turn while running. He was okay luckily, but they ended up taking him in. They gave him a deal, he could tell them what he knew about our club and he'd only get six months. He ended up telling them to go fuck themselves which ended with him serving a year." Yoongi was concentrating on the road but you could tell he could probably navigate these roads with his eyes closed. "He gets out in three months."

It made you worry about Jimin racing. You didn't know what you would do if your best friend ended up in jail. Yoongi looked over at you. He didn't say anything but after a moment put his attention back on the road, "If you're worried about Park don't. He's a great racer, probably better than most of the people that have been racing with me for years. He'd be able to ditch them easily. While his car doesn't have as much power as mine it can turn a corner on a pinpoint. It's actually pretty impressive." This made you beam with pride.

"So where exactly are we going?" You had already gotten lost after about the ninth turn.

Yoongi smirked, "We're almost there."

You looked out the window. You had been driving around for about a half hour and managed to get far enough to where they no longer heard sirens about fifteen minutes ago. You weren’t sure just how far the location he chose was. Your ears perked up once you heard the crunch of gravel under the tires. "Seriously where are-" your question was cut off when you saw his headlights shining over a lake. "This is where you go?" you looked over at him and you watched him shrug as he came to a stop and turned the car off. He unbuckled the seatbelt and got out of the car. You followed and had your hands wrapped around you as you walked towards the water. The moon was reflecting on the water. You really wanted to take a picture of it with your camera because the scenery was absolutely beautiful.

"You know I've come out here quite a few times and I've never met a single soul. I like to think this means that no one knows about it." You watched as Yoongi walked over to an old picnic table and sat on the table propping his feet on the bench. He waved you over, "Come on we've got some time to kill before we meet back up."

You walked over and sat on the table. You barely knew this guy and here you were in the middle of the night by a lake. Like that wasn't weird or anything, but you didn't feel any uneasiness. You actually felt very comfortable around Yoongi. "So, what got you into racing?" you looked over at him. His elbows were resting on his knees as he looked away.

"Sorry, you don't have to answer that." Your cheeks flushed in embarrassment of possibly crossing the line with someone you just met.

Yoongi was shaking his head, "No it's alright." He cleared his throat and sat up resting back on his hands. "So, I've known Namjoon all my life, he lived right down the street from me and Hobi. It wasn't exactly the best neighborhood and after a few fights, Namjoon’s dad started inviting me over. He would have both me and Namjoon working on cars with him until it got dark. It kept us out of trouble and me and Hoseok didn't exactly have a father figure. Eventually, he started tagging along once my mom picked up her second job. So, all three of us would be over there and he would teach us everything he knew about cars." Yoongi smiled, "He always loved the fact that Hobi constantly kept the mood happy and bright. But the three of us never outgrew our love for cars, even after Namjoon’s dad taught us everything he knew. We all took auto shop in high school and it was a joke because we had already learned everything they were trying to teach us. When it came time to start thinking about college's we knew our mom couldn't afford to send us. A cousin had told Namjoon about racing and how his brother made decent money. So Namjoon and I started building a car together while we worked full time that summer, I gave my mom what I could to help but the rest went to parts. We built that car from the ground up and by the end of the summer we were finally able to race."

You were completely engrossed in his story, "So I'm assuming you won your first race."

Yoongi laughed, "Oh hell no, the engine stalled after the fourth turn. We had to roll the car home." He looked over at you, "But we learned what worked and what didn't. Eventually, we started winning and each time we won Namjoon would refuse his share, he told me to put it towards Hoseok’s college fund. My mom never found out, she thought we both got great scholarships." You couldn't help but smile with him. "I managed to get a semester out from graduating before I dropped out."

"Why?" You weren’t expecting that.

"Namjoon’s dad got really sick and Namjoon was still in college and was on an actual scholarship. His dad needed help in the shop and I knew he wouldn't ask any of us. So, I told him I graduated early and that I'd help him in the shop until I found a job. This man single-handedly made sure that both Hoseok and I stayed out of trouble and brought us into his family, and you don't walk away from family. So, I started working there full time. The pay wasn't an issue, I made enough racing that it covered whatever his dad couldn't afford. Eventually, he got too sick to come in, so I took over until Namjoon graduated." Yoongi shrugged, "I never really thought twice about my decisions. Eventually, his dad passed and Namjoon got the shop, I guess even though things changed I didn't. I never left and went back to school. I stayed and helped Namjoon run the shop and once Namjoon got arrested he asked me to take over until he got out."

"So does Hobi work at the shop?"

Yoongi nodded, "Yeah, he works there when he's on breaks and sometimes during the week."

You smiled, “I guess a family that races together stays together."

"Eh, kinda. I never wanted Hoseok to start racing, I did everything I could to make sure he never had to."

"Are you still helping pay for his schooling?"

Yoongi shook his head chuckling, "No, he pays for it all on his own. We fought for the longest time about him racing. He'd come with me so I guess part of it is my fault; I mean I introduced him to all of it. He has an actual scholarship now; he races because he wants to. We fought for months about it; I wanted him to concentrate on school. Eventually, he told me he was going to race and it could either be with our group or he'd go find another. I knew he'd be safer with me than anywhere else, so he races and I get to deal with his smug smile every time he wins." Yoongi leaned up and brushed his hands off on his jeans, "What about you? You're practically the exact opposite of Jimin from everything I hear. How did you two end up roommates?"

You laughed, "That's actually a funny story."

"Go on." He motioned her with his hand.

You rolled your eyes, "So I applied out here in my senior year of high school because I wanted to get as far away from my mother as possible. So, freshmen year I get assigned my dorm room and I get Jimin's cousin as my roommate. We hated each other, I wanted to concentrate on my studies and she wanted to do every possible thing she could to drive me insane. Anyways, we both start dating around the same time; things get easier because we're never there at the same time." You glanced over to see if he was still listening. He seemed genuinely interested in your story, so you continued. "This goes on for almost our whole freshmen year until eventually his cousin is kicking him out of his room and he’s forced to bunk with me because he had nowhere to go. As time went on we ended up getting along closer and getting more personal with our talks. We're two months out from summer break and come to find out me and his cousin have been dating the same guy who happened to be Jimin’s roommate. I had never been to my boyfriend’s dorm so I never knew who his roommate was and when we did talk he always referred to Jimin as his roommate."

Yoongi started laughing, "You and Park didn’t realize this from the beginning? Wow, now I get why you two are so close."

You stuck your tongue out at him, "Jimin basically ended up being my roommate because I guess his cousin didn’t care about the cheating and refused to give Jimin his dorm back. He helped me heal my broken heart and practically disowned his cousin for being a dumbass and being a bitch about the whole thing. I almost told the guy I was pregnant just to make him suffer a bit.”

Yoongi groans, "oh my god." His face goes into his hands, "I know the guy is an asshole but damn, that's brutal." But you could tell he was having a hard time not laughing.

"Well, I didn’t do it!."

He shook his head, "Girls are crazy, like batshit fucking crazy."

"Careful, you're out here with a crazy girl in the middle of the night with no one in sight with a lake to toss a body in." You raised an eyebrow at him.

He leaned closer, "I'd love to see you try."

You continued to talk until Yoongi checked his phone. You could see his mouth frown in the glow of his phone screen. "I think we're good to head back now, I'll drop you off at your house."

"Okay." Yoongi helped you off the table and you got into the passenger seat while Yoongi held the door for you. He came around and got in starting the car.

"I think Park is going to kill me." You were about to ask why when your eyes fell on the time glowing from his dashboard. You had been out there for almost three hours.

"I think you're right." You ran your hands over your pockets, "Shit. I don't have my phone."

"I know." Yoongi looked at you and you groaned.

"I'm so sorry! I promise I'll shield your body if he comes out waving a knife." Yoongi laughed and you shot him a glare.

"I'm sorry but I just can't imagine you taking on Park." you raised an eyebrow, "What? I've seen Jimin lay out a guy double his size because he leaned on his car." You couldn't help but laugh.

It took about ten minutes until he pulled up to the small house you and Jimin shared. You heard Yoongi groan, "What?" He pointed to the car parked on the street.

"That's my brother’s car and I don't feel like facing the Spanish Inquisition. So, I think I'm going to do the most un-gentlemanly thing I've ever done and tell you goodnight from the safety of my own car."

"Oh, that's fair; send me in there all by myself."

"Exactly."

You rolled your eyes but you opened the door and got out. You almost closed the door but stopped and bent your head down so you could see him, "Thanks for saving me tonight, I actually enjoyed myself."

Yoongi leaned over into the passenger seat and looked up at you, "So does that mean we'll see you again?"

You bit your lip and smiled, "Possibly." Yoongi raised an eyebrow but smirked at you which caused you to roll your eyes, "Goodnight Yoongi."

"Goodnight Y/N." You closed the door and walked up the rest of the driveway and turned the doorknob and walked in. You saw two flashes of black hair and a pair of eyes glaring at you and Jimin was up and rushing at you before you could move.

"Where the hell have you been!? I called you a million times! I thought something happened to you!" Jimin was swatting at you over and over again as he talked.

"Ow ow ow! Calm down! I didn't have my phone!" You were rubbing her arms; you forgot how hard Jimin could hit.

"Yes, I noticed once I heard the buzzing on my floorboard!"

"I'm sorry okay! Yoongi stopped and picked me up." You really did feel bad about making your best friend worry. Jimin hadn't even popped into your mind once the car had stopped which didn't make you feel any better.

"That doesn't take three hours Y/N!" You could see that Jimin was slowly losing steam which was a small victory.

"In my defense, it took like a half hour to get to the lake."

"No, it doesn't." You looked at Hobi sitting at the table with his foot propped up on the chair, "It takes like ten minutes to get to the lake from the shop."

Jimin spun around to look at Hobi "You knew he was there?" he yelled.

Hobi shook his head, "No, I knew he had her. But we don't tell each other where we go. We don't want the other one to come in trying to be the hero" he shrugged.

"Then why did it take thirty minutes?" You were so confused.

Hobi smirked as he took a drink from his glass, "It seems to me he wanted an excuse to spend time with you."

AN: This has been sitting around for a while and I felt like finishing it up quickly because who doesn’t like the thought of a racer!Yoongi. Hopefully, you enjoy this as much as I did writing it. It hasn’t been looked over to look for mistakes because my fingers are tired and I still have to write tags lol.

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bts as parents!!!

these are going to be a little short since it’s all of them asldjfskl

seokjin

i mean we all know he’d use so many dad jokes; the kind of parent to text said dad jokes to the family group chat

y’all’s holiday cards are the fanciest things to ever exist; vogue wishes their magazines were as beautiful

holds his little kids in his arms to let them help cook things, like pouring ingredients mixing etc

if the child expresses an interest in any activity suddenly jin has purchased supplies for said activity within like a days time

overall very encouraging for whatever pursuits in life the child is interested in, like wants to give them every resource available to help in their hobbies

makes sure there’s at least a one week vacation every year to somewhere new

yoongi

at least teared up when he had to drop the child off at preschool for the first time

calls at lunch to make sure everything is going well

sits beside the bed and holds his little kid’s hand whenever they’re calling him in to protect them from nightmares ):

sucks at video games but would try and play like mario kart if only to make their kid laugh from how bad he is at it

you come home one evening to a broken lamp and a miniture basketball hoop in the middle of your living room

teaches his child the art of The Pout

hoseok

i feel like he’s so protective, like, very hand-holding when crossing streets or walking in general, probably has hand wipes on him at all times for after playing at a park, brings a blanket even if his kid is already wearing a jacket

let’s his child pick out his outfits for him from time to time, just because they’re all curious about dad’s interest in clothes and wants to be involved in it too

very relaxing when the child is stressed from school/whatever bc he’ll just play loud music and be a goof until the child joins in with dancing or something

matching sunglasses with his BABY, do you know how many pictures he has of this on his phone?? at least 200

spontaneous excursions central

also plans the best birthday parties, it’s a fact

namjoon

piggy back rides, letting his child stand atop his feet, holding them out in the air like an airplane ):

bedtime stories are very vivid, especially if it’s thundering outside and he’s trying to distract the kid from it to fall asleep

tries to have a picnic twice a month

if he had an instagram it would suddenly be filled with aesthetic pics of you and y’all’s child

gets this giant grin on his face when he notices his child has the same dimples as him ):

there’s notebooks of writings and songs accumulating because he’s so inspired by his child )):

jimin

bit of a worrier with things like sleepover parties or field trips out of town

loves kissing the top of his child’s head):

you can’t ever win when they double up against you with their whining salkdfaldkjfg

buys a lot of toys, a lot

his phone wallpapers are of his child, there’s a picture in his wallet of his child, if he had a desk there are pictures there-

screams the loudest at sporting events and such(the type to wear a shirt that says number one fan alkdjfslk)

taehyung

very hands on in activities with his child; like is in the sandbox with them, is finger painting too, getting messy mixing brownie batter, etc

probably has membership at like disney world or something so they can just pop in whenever a weekend clears up

your child is going to be getting grass stains on gucci clothing and you’re just gonna have to accept it

probably also visits those children’s museums a lot and is so vibrant there because he wants his child to be excited about everything askjdflfkg

if your child is up past bedtime it’s because dad convinced “one more movie” to make them happy

almost bought a pony because the child kept going on about it for a week

jeongguk

so curious and interested with whatever your child does

probably always tells you that “i can’t believe we made something so beautiful”

yes, your kid has the best gaming systems, we know this, but their dad only lets them beat him like 20% of the time alskjdflkfkljdsg

keeps a collection of your child’s arts and crafts

sulks after any type of little argument and slides a candy bar under your child’s room to initiate an apology session

is the dad that buys their child’s team/club ice cream after victories/events

send me headcannon requests ! please only ask up to two members though asldjldkfjflkjg

#hc #answered #anonymous

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BTS Takes on L.A. With Vogue—And It’s “Hella Lit”

“Whoa, is that Raf?” asks J-Hope—the main dancer of BTS—striding into a chintzy suite in Downtown L.A. decorated with mustard-colored couches and heading straight for the racks of tapered jeans and Western tops in the middle. “It must be expensive,” he murmurs, running his hands over the grosgrain stripes, then calls out to his bandmates as they enter: “Guys, it’s Calvin Klein!” The hotel’s 10th floor has been completely closed off for this week in November to accommodate the seven-member K-pop act on their first major run of U.S. press: James Corden, then Jimmy Kimmel, a historic performance at the AMAs (the first Korean group to do so), and Ellen DeGeneres, with a slew of interviews squeezed in between. On their penultimate day, they hit another milestone, becoming the first K-pop band to book a full-fledged shoot with Vogue, who proposed a fun and carefree tour of the city they had taken by storm. One by one, they file into the room—Jungkook, the youngest, is so striking in person, an audible hush falls when he enters, startling him slightly. He heads straight for the makeup chair to wait for his touch-up, singing softly to himself to pass the time. Other members make a beeline for the pile of snacks on the sideboard: cup ramen and boxes of Pocky, crunchy Cheetos and Fritos, cans of Coke, slices of castella cake, iced Americanos, and thick “body conditioning” shakes in teal sports bottles, individually labeled and lined up with military precision. Raf’s Spring 2018 denim (later shot on the Kardashian-Jenners) is duly admired, then the boys slip out to get dressed in private and return for group inspection. They are extremely particular about clothes: “They are perfectionists,” a staff member proudly notes five times that day. Hems are cuffed and uncuffed and repinned until they hit the ankle just so; Jungkook fusses with a belt to perfect the fit, while Jimin and Suga compare silver chain earrings, left long to brush their collars. Jin walks in promptly, shrugs on a pair of cornflower blue cowboy boots, and sticks a wedge of castella in his mouth. Some 45 minutes later, the boys pile onto one mustard couch and happily recount the highlights from the past seven days—meeting Post Malone at the AMAs, airport Panda Express—and move onto their favorite bit of American slang. “Teach us something!” RM, formerly Rap Monster, the leader, asks. One editor proposes “lituation,” a portmanteau of “lit” and “situation.” Their eyes glow, as though they’ve been given a shiny new toy. “Lituation! That’s hella lit.” And so it was. By now, everything there is to know about BTS has come out in interviews. BTS stands for Bangtan Sonyeondan, or Bulletproof Boy Scouts; last summer, as their U.S. visibility grew, they added the meaning Beyond the Scene. The seven-member boy band debuted in 2013 through Big Hit Entertainment, a Seoul-based entertainment company that has been a smaller player. Initially, their music took more from rap and hip-hop. In 2015, they shifted direction and began to attract international attention with high-energy dance tracks (“Dope”) and EDM torch songs (“Save Me”), but Big Hit remained focused on Asia (This editor attempted to shoot the band that summer, but was rebuffed). Everything changed last May at the 2017 Billboard Music Awards, when BTS flew to Las Vegas to accept Top Social Artist in silk Saint Laurent suits and the subsequent flurry on Twitter (the band’s preferred social media platform) made the rest of the world take note. From there, the attention snowballed, and by the time they had scheduled their flights to the West Coast, the press and fans were ready to pounce—on their arrival at LAX, they were greeted by a crush of shrieking girls and boys, who strained against the line of security guards in yellow shirts that had formed a human wall to protect them. The L.A. trip was the sort of pop cultural milestone not seen since the Beatles arrived in New York (or One Direction arrived, well, anywhere), but of different magnitude. For countless Asian-Americans, it has meant everything to see seven Koreans celebrated on a global scale. Back home, Koreans are astonished to see a group of their own go so far (unusually, BTS exploded overseas first, only winning their first daesang, or major Korean music award, in 2016). The boys know it too—over the course of our day with them, they spend a great deal of their time blissfully awestruck by the attention. “It’s still hard to believe it’s happening,” Jin says. “It’s like a dream.” It is 3:45 p.m. and the boys have finally boarded the party bus (how else to travel L.A. with a small entourage?). The final head count: seven K-pop stars, three Vogue editors, a four-man video crew, one manager, one body guard, one translator, one makeup artist, an assistant, and the driver. The rest of the team (three additional bodyguards, two hair stylists and a makeup assistant, more managers, and two publicists) follow in gleaming black Escalades. The bus is lined with leather seats and armed with flashing colored lights and a silver pole at its center. There are snacks here, too: bottles of Coke kept on ice, passed around by the boys, yogurt-covered pretzels, Kind bars, and a bag of nacho cheese Doritos, which Jimin grabs gleefully (“These are my favorite!”). “This is the kind of place where you have a party?” Jin asks, eyeing the pole with some suspicion. Once it is explained that the party bus takes you from club to club (“so the party never stops”), the group is stunned (“Wow, Americans . . . ”). Agreeably, J-Hope plugs his phone into the sound system to play a selection of their favorite songs: “Havana,” “Dirty Pop.” Let loose for the first time in days, with the stress of the AMAs behind them, they seem full of pent-up energy. The bass shakes the walls, and V picks up two discarded Coke bottle caps and pops them in his eyes, grinning and shimmying wildly to peals of laughter. Jin and RM take turns slinking and bouncing around the pole in a dramatic fashion, until every member of the team and crew is laughing, too. Why is BTS so popular? They are far from the first South Korean artist to make a splash in the U.S.—SNSD with their viral hit “Gee,” Rain, who famously defeated Stephen Colbert for Time’s top influencer in 2007 (as voted by fans)—but the attention around them feels different. It comes down to timing: at the right moment, they found a fiercely loyal group of fans called Army, who fell hard, grew fast, and delivered their boys to international stardom. Yet there’s also the current media landscape to consider. It is why the Billboard Music Awards marked a turning point—the media saw the potential for page views, and the exponential rise in coverage that has followed has at times, to Army’s dismay, felt disingenuous. Take James Corden, for example, who drew some ire for pandering to fans. Worse still were those American interviewers who had done no research and asked often patronizing, uninformed questions—“Do you dance?” when they’re known for it. It has been tough for Army to watch wafer-thin interviews, conducted by people who barely know (certainly don’t care) about their boys, only the attention they might bring; in many ways, they have been treated as an Asian novelty. Yet the fashion world appears eager to embrace them on more balanced terms, something the boys like quite a lot. They wore Anthony Vaccarello’s Saint Laurent for both U.S. red carpet appearances; they spend a lot of time worrying over watches and earrings and documenting their daily looks. On the party bus, they take careful bites of their mustard-topped hot dogs, careful not to spill a drop. They’re big fans of brands like Gucci, WTAPS, and Calvin (and Raf, for the matter), though in Korea, the price of CK is quite steep due to import fees. “What about a group discount: 30-pack of Calvin shirts for $30, how’s that?” Jungkook proposes, laughing. “Cut us a deal?” Last fall, BTS was accosted by a cameraman outside a famous hot dog stand near Hollywood. The footage went viral and rumors quickly spread that the band had canceled a “meet and greet” for no reason. Of course, the truth is that there never was a meet and greet, but a private photo shoot with this magazine: the owner signs a standard agreement, part of which stipulates the event is closed to the public. Later, the stand’s Twitter account posts the exact time at which the band would be arriving and encourages fans to come. The bus pulls up to see at least three camera crews, including ABC News and TMZ, and a crowd of fans waiting; the shoot is no longer possible. To stick to schedule, the team is forced to move a few blocks away to continue. Eventually, a few cameramen find the new location; one particularly aggressive man begins screaming about his rights to a bodyguard (the guard, not understanding English, is quite literally unmoved). Shooting is forced to wrap, and the boys step back onto the bus. “You’re going to lose all your American fans before you even get here,” he screams after them. “What’d he say?” they ask back onboard. They seem on edge, though mostly confused by the panicked affair. The hair and makeup team rush forward to dab herbal oil behind their necks and offer soothing shoulder rubs. Once his remarks are translated, however, the tension lessens and they laugh. “Tell him thank you for worrying about us!” J-Hope says, smiling. “Yeah, thank you so much!” Even the Big Hit team, though openly displeased, seem privately thrilled. “The paparazzi were here!” one says in passing. “That means we’ve really made it, huh.” Flash back to 2014 when BTS came to L.A. to film a reality TV series, American Hustle Life, where they learned about hip-hop culture. In one memorable passage, the boys are sent out on the street to approach random girls and invite them to star in their music video with little success. Now, it’s security teams and TMZ. A happier scene unfolds at Dave and Buster’s, the adult arcade games chain, where the boys are given an unlimited points card and set free. On a weeknight the floor is quiet, just a handful of families with small kids killing time; not much notice is paid to the handsome group in the back. Jungkook and Jin race to the DDR machine and face off, their patent cowboy boots darting frantically across the mat. Suga and Jimin reach for a first-person shooting game, while J-Hope and RM start throwing baskets. Across the way, V draws the attention of a small kid—”Mom, they were on TV last night!”—and takes a selfie with him, before turning his attention to a machine where you toss palm-sized footballs through different hoops. “Wait, this is really hard!” he says, calling to Jimin to take a turn (Jimin effortlessly throws a few into the correct slots). Their energy is infectious—and seemingly limitless. After shooting has wrapped, and they have politely bowed to the entire crew, the seven boys board their Escalades and promptly return to the hotel. They walk to their separate rooms, change into fresh clothes, and continue an interview that had been interrupted that afternoon. The next morning, bright and early, they appear on Ellen, then head straight to LAX and back to Seoul to begin rehearsals for the end of the year award shows, practicing late into the night. No doubt they are tired, but still, they smile and keep at it. Perhaps the beauty lies on that basic level: just seven young boys, enjoying the ride.

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