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tigerlilykoo · 5 years ago

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Extra Bit More Than Usual

Pairing: idol!Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Fluff (domestic!couple AU), teensy bit of angst

WC: 1013

A/N: For @inkahgase! Here’s your surprise, I hope you like it 💞 No summary this time cuz you said you wanted a surprise :)

Home.

You sighed as you tossed your work coat on the back of the couch. The apartment looked as empty as it usually was, even though it wasn’t technically empty. It might as well have been since your boyfriend was always busy working in the spare room that he converted into his music studio. As you were mentally running through whatever there was in your fridge that could be cooked for dinner, a soft shuffling of footsteps from the kitchen startled you.

“Yoongi?” you called out softly and headed to the direction of the noise, and you found your boyfriend rummaging around in the cupboard for cookies. Your heart leapt from joy at the very sight of his dark tousled hair.

Yoongi was very busy these days - always holed up in his studio - sometimes for days on end. You rarely saw him as he slept in there sometimes, and you were only home in the evenings after work. If Yoongi ever left the room to shower or eat, you were never there to catch sight of him. Sometimes you felt very alone, but you knew that was just Yoongi being in his element - churning out new hits for Bangtan, pouring his soul out again and again into beats and lyrics. It had been almost a week since you saw him last, but you would never complain. He loved you - you knew he did - and you loved him back by giving him the space he needed to create. You loved him too much to ask any more from him than what he was capable of giving.

“Y/N? I didn’t hear you come home,” he looked happy to see you, although the dark circles under his eyes and the slight pallor he was wearing that seemed to be more prominent each time you saw him didn’t escape your sharp eyes. “You're back early.”

He leaned into you and landed a loving peck on your lips before pulling away, nimble fingers already tearing at the cookies’ plastic wrapping. You didn’t want to ask if that was all he’d been living on for the past week. You didn’t want to nag - that was the last thing he needed. Nonetheless, you couldn’t help but worry.

“Yeah, we didn’t have much to do today so the boss let us off early. It's Friday anyway, I think he wants to get home to his family too,” you said with a smooth shrug, determined to ignore the urge to ask about his diet. With him standing in front of you, suddenly you wanted nothing more than to be nearer to him - and you stepped closer to wrap your arms around him, needing to feel him, touch him.

Yoongi laughed, almost shyly, through a mouthful of chocolate-chip cookie. “Are you okay, darling?”

You merely nodded into his chest, inhaling the scent of the fabric softener mixed with his natural musk, relishing how the ridges of his shoulderblades felt under your fingertips. Closing your eyes, you pressed your cheek hard against his chest and listened closely to his heartbeat, not knowing when you could hold him again.

You never complained, never uttered a single dissatisfaction about his complicated working hours but seeing you like this made Yoongi realise how much you were harbouring under that sweet smile, showed him how much you must miss him. You hugged him wordlessly, yet your hug was filled with all the words you couldn’t say.

He knew you never intended to make him feel bad, but he was suddenly awash with guilt. He realised he’d been neglecting you, taking your love for granted – and the sudden thought of you walking out the door being fed-up with his absence and never coming back home, scared him.

Feeling you in his arms, he was reminded of all the times in the middle of the night when he did come to bed to see you fast asleep, curled up on your side of the bed, looking very small and lonely. Yoongi thought of the sweet love letters you left at his doorstep when you didn’t want to interrupt him at work. He was reminded of the times when he came out of his room to look for food in the fridge when you’d gone to work and he’d find Tupperwares containing his favourite kimchi with yellow Post-It's pasted on the side - his name written on them in your loopy handwriting. He rarely saw you, but your love and support for him through your actions was as tangible as a physical human being.

Placing the cookie packet on the counter, he gently lifted your chin. Internally dismayed that your moment had come to an end all too soon, you opened your eyes, and were met with the sight of him looking down at you with all the love you had missed from him. Seeing that passionate fierceness of his love just about winded you.

“Y/N, I never say this enough,” he began softly. “But I cherish you, I adore you, I value you, and I love you. My universe, my life, my love.”

Abashed at the display of his rarely-shown soft side, you felt a small smile lift on your lips. “I love you more, baby,” you whispered and rose on tiptoes to press a light kiss on his button nose.

“Now what do you say we eat a bowl of my special ramen and watch Love Actually?” he asked when he pulled away.

Seeing the sparkles in your eyes and the delighted grin that spread on your face, Yoongi was reminded that you were his home, and nothing could never amount to you. Nothing could ever beat seeing that smile on your face and he knew he would do anything to keep it there forever.

“Really? You have time for that?” you asked hopefully, looking almost pleadingly into his eyes.

“Tonight’s a special night,” he announced with a flash of his gummy grin. “Of course I have time.”

“Special night? What’s up?”

“It's just the night that I love you a little extra bit more than usual.”

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tigerlilykoo · 5 years ago

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Day Off

Pairing: idol!Jungkook x Reader

Genre: (Heavy) Fluff, teeny mentions of smut, with a minuscule dash of angst

WC: 1588

Summary: You wake up together on Jungkook’s first day off since his debut and you worry if he loves you as much as you do him, and you find out the truth once and for all.

As you lay with his arm under your neck, his hand laid casually over your left breast, his other arm wrapped around your bare stomach; you listened to him breathe, enjoying the feeling of his ticklish breath on the back of your neck. He had his bare leg thrown over your frame, pulling you in closer to him, ensuring you won't slip away… Ensuring he can’t slip out from inside you.

You had awoken first, and you were glad you did. So rarely were you able to wake wrapped in your boyfriend’s embrace, and now you had at least two full months of this; of having him all to yourself for the very first time in the two years you’ve been together. Gently, you brushed your thumb over his hand holding you closer to him, unconsciously memorising the feeling of his soft skin under yours.

The first rays of dawn filtered in through your bedroom window, shining right onto your boyfriend’s face, and made him stir a little. He shifted slightly, causing his length inside you to shift as well. With a tell-tale squelch of last night’s ministrations, you were reminded of your request to keep him inside you as you slept; a request he was only too happy to comply with. You waited for him to fall back asleep, but he removed an arm from around your waist to stretch, emitting the cutest groan you’ve heard in a long time. As he stretched, he arched his back, unintentionally pushing himself deep inside you, making you gasp at the sudden movement. Then he relaxed, and your body - in tune with his as always, relaxed in turn.

“Good morning baby,” he murmured sleepily, pressing a gentle kiss into the crook of your neck, inhaling the faint smell of himself on your skin.

“Good morning,” you replied softly, turning back to kiss him in return. “This is so nice,” you said complacently, snuggling deeper into his chest. “Having the rest of the day to ourselves, we can just stay and cuddle all day… With no one to hurry us anywhere, no one to tell us to rush to our next schedules, no in-between-makeup texts, and you're here with me. This is perfect.”

Jungkook cleared his throat, almost sheepishly, and slid out of you. He gave your ass an apologetic squeeze. “I actually have to go to the gym… I'm kinda behind schedule right now-” He sat up to pull his arm out from under you and pushed his long, curly hair out of his eyes.

Your eyes widened, immediately snapping you out of your reverie. “You what? I thought you gave your trainer a break for a while.” You turned around to stare at him, betrayal evident in your expression.

Seeing your wide eyes and your lips pursed into an unhappy pout, Jungkook couldn’t help breaking out into a grin and he fell back on the bed, laughing. “I’m joking! I'm not going anywhere. I'm just messing with you.”

Rolling your eyes, you smacked him in his chest and turned away with a huff to hide your relieved smile.

“I know you're smiling,” Jungkook teased, wriggling his arm back under your neck, using his other hand to tickle you.

“Am not!”

“Are too! Come on baby, I know you too well. I know everything about you. I learn something new each and every day, making me fall in love with you more tomorrow than I do today.”

His teasing turned into an unexpected declaration of his love for you and his voice grew soft with emotion, catching you off-guard by the sudden change. You quietened, suddenly inexplicably overwhelmed by the love you felt for him. That love you felt washed through you so strongly it filled your whole chest and threatened to choke you. To your own surprise, you sniffled and felt a tear run down your cheek where it landed on Jungkook’s bicep, surprising him as much as it did you.

“Baby, are you okay?” he asked, fully concerned, turning you to face him. He sat up beside you, gently brushing away the hair from your forehead and looked worriedly into your soft, watery eyes. “I’m sorry if I made you upset with the joke, I-”

“Jungkook, what if we get married?”

Your whispered question stunned him into silence.

At Jungkook’s apparent shock, your stomach sank from both embarrassment and slight disappointment. Great. Way to set a relationship on fire. Way to go Y/N.

Pressing your eyes tightly shut, you shook your head. “Forget I said that,” you said with a weak laugh and a wave your hand, as if waving away your question. You waited for a hesitant, awkward response - waiting for him to gently divert the question in the smooth way only he knew how.

But he didn't say anything, only staring at you with his big, dark eyes.

He shifted wordlessly, and you turned away, unable to look at him for a second longer. Pressing your hands to your face in embarrassment, forcing yourself to breathe slowly, you tried to get your emotions under control.

Everybody knew one way to freak a guy out was to suggest marriage. Why did you even say that? Who knew if he even saw a future with you? Sure, what you had now was nothing less than amazing, but if you were being honest with yourself, how did you know if he really loved you back as much as you loved him? You rarely saw him, and the few precious moments you had were fleeting yet magical. He was always so busy, what with being a member of the biggest boy group in the world, but you never held it against him. You understood the demands of his job. How could you even consider such a proposal to him? His two-month holiday must be getting to your head, getting you too excited.

A gentle kiss on your shoulder stopped your torrenting thoughts. Bracing yourself for his apology, embarrassment in his eyes - or even worse, a break-up! - you turned to face him; and you were met with the sight of your smiling boyfriend holding open a small velvet box, containing the brightest diamond ring you've ever seen.

Now you were the one stunned into shocked silence.

Jungkook watched your expression with a small smirk. "In my head, I was the one who asked for your hand in marriage, but you asking actually wasn't so bad either."

Your disbelieving eyes alternated between the shiny jewel to Jungkook's grin. "Jungkook...What is this?" You asked hesitantly, sitting up slowly.

"You set the ball rolling but yes, I am asking you to marry me," Jungkook said, his grin widening. "You are my soulmate, the only person who understands me the way you do. You're too good for this world, yet you chose me. There is no one I can imagine sharing my life with, my future with - and nothing in this world means anything to me without you. Will you have me, and make me the happiest man in the world?"

You took in the easy way he was leaning on his elbow as support, the way his long hair fell into his eyes, the way your grey blanket lay swathed around his excellent torso, the way his fingers looked holding up the ring box. You took in the way his eyes searched yours longingly, almost pleadingly, with slight anxiousness, the way his lips were slightly pursed in expectation for your answer.

You waited a moment to take in the sight before your very eyes, as you will never have this again.

You waited a breath before you gave him your answer, one that you couldn’t imagine yourself saying otherwise.

"Of course I'll marry you, Jungkook!" you laughed a watery laugh, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulled him down for a tight hug. Largely relieved, he laughed too and tightened his arms around you, pressing you closer to his chest. With his nose buried in the crook of your neck and his lips against your soft skin, he murmured, "Will you let me at least put the ring on your finger?"

"Yes, oh my god. Yes."

Pulling away, he gently took your left hand and with his eyes focused on your beautiful face, watched you take in a small breath when he slid the ring onto your finger.

It was a perfect fit.

Awed, you watched the way the diamond glittered softly in the sunlight, adapting to the strange new feeling and weight of such an important object against your skin. Looking at the new addition on your finger, the symbolism and significance of it all started to settle within you. You were now-

"Mrs. Jeon," Jungkook couldn't help himself with a bright grin. "Y/F/N Jeon."

"Y/F/N Jeon," you repeated, trying out the way your new name rolled off your tongue. "I love it. But..."

"'But'?" Alarmed, Jungkook raised his eyebrows. "Y-you don't... want to take my name?"

You waited a beat to let the concern play around in his head before answering. "We'll actually have to get married first for me to actually be Y/F/N Jeon, though," you said with a cheeky grin.

Jungkook felt the relief hit him like a ton of bricks. Rolling his eyes, he let out a big groan. "Yah! I thought you were going to change your mind about this-"

Laughing, you cut him off. "Oh, shut up and kiss me, my idiot fiancé. There's no one I'd rather have than you."

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tigerlilykoo · 5 years ago

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The Waiter

Description: A little visit to a new restaurant downtown brought you more than just good food...

Word count: 1.5k

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Waiter!Taehyung x Reader

Authors: @/riceeater22 and @sevenpeaches

It was the middle of the evening rush hour. The night was young, and the night was busy. The restaurant that had recently opened downtown was a bubbly hub of energy, full of excited customers enjoying their meals. Apparently, this restaurant was opened by a pair of very handsome, very talented brothers with superb culinary skills. The rumour of “very handsome brothers” was probably one of the reasons why the restaurant was packed tonight. Everybody (mostly the young females who flocked the area) was curious to set eyes on the supposed eye candy.

You were blissfully unaware of these rumours of “handsome brothers” though, you were only interested in trying out the food.

In the middle of your duck salad - which was very good, by the way- a waiter came over to if your food was okay. Looking up intending to give him a quick smile and a reassuring comment, you faltered at the sight of him. He was very, very good-looking and honestly, very charming. Soft brown hair nearly fell into his big, chocolate eyes, which were alight with a spark of mischief. The tight black shirt he was wearing only complimented his compact physique and brought out the amber highlights in his eyes. You couldn't help but feel something melt inside you.

Seeing your eyes glaze over slightly, he broke out into a shy smile, as if he knew why. “Everything... okay?”

Blinking, you composed yourself. “Oh, definitely. The food is great, ah....” You snuck a quick look at his nametag. “...V.”

“You can call me Taehyung,” he said with a quick wink as he refilled your wine glass. “Good choice of wine...?”

Realising, almost belatedly, that he was waiting for you to tell him your name, you quickly blurted “Y/N”, hating how awkward you were being.

“I've always liked that name, I've always thought it was very pretty,” he said, flicking you a quick look and you felt yourself melt even further.

“Would you prefer I called you Y/N, then?” you teased with a light smirk, trying to mask how blushy you were feeling.

Taehyung laughed, and your heart warmed.

"It'd get a bit confusing if we're out together then, wouldn't it?" he wondered, mirroring the teasing airiness in your tone. Before you could come up with a response, he clicked his pen in anticipation. "Would you like anything else today, Miss Y/N?"

With this snack standing in front of you, your mind drifted to dessert. "Do you... recommend anything from the dessert menu?"

As you watched his tongue stick out from the corner of his mouth in thought, you struggled to keep your thoughts decent. "Mmm, I'm not supposed to do this but..." Taehyung looked around theatrically before leaning closer to you, rendering your single braincell useless. He smelled like freshly baked bread and... something else you couldn't place. Whatever it was, he smelled amazing.

You were subtly leaning in to catch a better whiff when he continued to say, "The strawberry shortcake is out of this world." He lifted a hand to his mouth to conspiratorially whisper, "The strawberries are handpicked from my family's farm, so I can guarantee their freshness."

Unable to keep the smile from your face, your enamoured gaze turned to one of surprise as he pulled away. "Your family grows strawberries? I might have to try that, then."

Taehyung looked down at his notebook with a small grin. "Shall I make that one strawberry shortcake for you then, Miss Y/N?" He asked as his eyes reconnected with yours, pen ready in hand. You indicated your affirmation, and your handsome waiter went on his way.

Taking a sip of your wine, you watched as the busy restaurant seemed to get even busier. The waiting queue lengthened past the front doors, and you silently thanked your timing. You hadn't needed to wait at all. Watching as the waiters rushed to and fro carrying trays of food and drink, you basked in a mildly petty sense of superiority. You were being waited on by one of the most beautiful men you've ever had the pleasure of laying eyes on - everyone else would have to wait their turn with him.

You texted your best friend while you waited for your dessert to tell her this place was no joke, highly recommending a second visit. The food was great, and the staff was... Impeccable, to say in the very least.

You were in the middle of outlining a particularly juicy description of your waiter's features when a plate piled with angel cake, strawberries, and whipped cream slid in front of you. You hoped the sudden drop of your phone into your lap went unnoticed as you gave the waiter, Taehyung, your attention. His eyes twinkled with something you couldn't place when he said “Enjoy”.

He left your table, but quickly found a spot where you couldn't see him to get a good look at your reaction, without appearing to look like a creep. He peeked from his corner, waiting almost anxiously to see how you would react to his recommendation. Not knowing you were being watched, you took a big spoonful and almost cooed out loud at how amazing the flavours tasted.

Eyes aglow, you looked around for your waiter, needing to tell him how much you loved the dessert. Spotting him, you waved excitedly. "Taehyung!" you all but shouted. Remembering yourself, you clapped a hand over your mouth as Taehyung made his way over to you.

“The shortcake okay, Miss Y/N?” he asked, already knowing the answer from the look on your face.

"Are you kidding? “Okay”? I don't think I've ever tasted any strawberry shortcake this good before in my life!" Taking another spoonful into your mouth, you gave him a bashful smile.

Your waiter watched happily, his eyes crescent moons at your obvious enjoyment. "I'm glad its to your satisfaction," he said with a slight bow.

As he observed your delight in munching on what may be the tastiest dessert ever, Taehyung stealthily glanced around the restaurant. Surely they could do without him for a few minutes, right? He looked at you again, watching you wipe a small amount of strawberry juice from your chin, before deciding now was better late than never. Pulling the empty chair from your table, he turned it around and straddled it, facing you.

“Hey, ah... Y/N, I was wondering...” Taehyung began, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck.

You looked up, cheeks puffed out from dessert. You had no idea what was coming and you certainly didn't look like it. “Yeah?” you asked from a mouthful of cake.

Thinking you were the cutest person he’d ever laid eyes on, Taehyung relaxed a little. “Would you like to... Go on a date with me?” he asked slowly.

Shocked, your eyes widened at the words you were hearing. You were definitely not expecting that. Suddenly embarrassed at how disheveled you must look right now in front of this handsome man, you quickly swallowed the remainder of the cake and dabbed at your mouth with a napkin. Your head was spinning.

Did the hottest guy I've probably ever met just ask me out on a date?

Taehyung’s chocolate eyes watched you expectantly, his heart feeling like it would just burst out of his chest from nervousness.

“I’d love to,” you said with a shy smile, flooding relief through Taehyung’s body. “Really?” he asked, grinning widely. “I would love to take you to-”

“Taehyung!” a voice shouted, interrupting him. “Get back to work, we don't have time for this!”

“Coming!” Taehyung called back, getting to his feet. “My brother, Jungkook,” he explained, jerking a thumb at the general direction of the voice.

You turned and you saw a young man dressed in the pristine white of a chef’s uniform, standing behind the kitchen window, watching you and Taehyung with his hands on his hips. Jungkook, you assumed.

“Jungkook’s in charge of baking around here, he made your shortcake. I’ll pass him your compliments,” Taehyung said, purposely taking his time pushing the chair back to the table to spend more time with you. “Also,” he added, leaning down to you again, allowing you to catch another whiff of his fresh-bread scent. “Again, I’m not supposed to do this, but... tell Jimin,” he paused to point at the crescent-eyed cashier, “I said your dessert’s on me.”

“What? No, Taehyung-”

“Nope, can't take it back! Tell him I said so,” he grinned, practically dancing away.

Biting back on your own smile, you watched your waiter dance away to serve another table. Having finished the remainder of your dessert, you pushed your plate away but something under it caught your eye.

Lifting the plate, you saw a piece of paper. Curious, you peered at it and when you saw what was inscripted on it, you smiled for the umpteenth time tonight.

Here’s my number! I hope to see you again very soon.

ps. You look really cute when you’re excited about dessert.

Taehyung ♡

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