i found the ran

i really don’t want to do that again 

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Acting found me in a sense. I just found myself being good at it, but I commend my primary school educational system for presenting that option to me because I was probably wouldn’t have found it, I was spending a lot of my acting energy at playtime making up stuff, doing what kids do, but also just establishing that [acting] as a love. I started to realise this is what I can do. Football flopped a bit and academically I wasn’t the greatest so you know, I found something that was cool to me – I ran with it.

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Mind Reader

Characters: Dean x Reader

Warnings: angst adjacent, smut, dirty talk, LOTS of language

Word Count: 2.7k

A/N: I was looking through some REALLY old requests and I came across an idea from @jennalyncarrigan1230 from who knows how long ago. She pitched an idea that I have twisted and LOVE the outcome. I doubt she even remembers sending the ask, but her initial idea sparked this smutty goodness. This took on a life of its own. I haven’t wrote Dean smut or ANY smut in quite some time. This is officially DIRTY. Or at least by my standards it is. Hope you enjoy. ;) Italics & Bold indicate reader’s thoughts.  This has very little plot. Just the poor reader thinking her secret dirty thoughts about Dean only to have them be not so secret anymore.

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     i don’t believe in 
                                                               guardian angels
                  i believe in what you can do for 
                                                                                          yourself.

Proof that Lance is a Naruto fan in every universe

I Know Your Wife (She Wouldn’t Mind) - Part Sixteen

Summary: Your mom confronts you in the airport, leading to friction within your new family
Words: 2.2k
Jared x Reader x Gen, Danneel, Jensen, JJ, Tom
Warnings: aggressive confrontations, angst
Beta: @blacksiren

I Know Your Wife - Masterpost

Your name: submit What is this?

“It’s… it’s my mom.”

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Imagine Ellen setting you and Tom Up

Summery: Okay so in this imagine you are a pretty big actor who has made quite a few movies. You’re pretty famous and well known. A HUGE fan of Spiderman and Tom Holland, which Ellen knows. Little do you know that Tom is a huge fanboy of you as well. So, Ellen decided to play matchmaker and see if she can make her two guests fall in love.

 Key: (Y/N)= Your name (Y/L/N) = your last name (C/F/N)=Celebrity friend name (S/N) =Ship Name (O/C/F) =other celebrity friend __________________________________________ 


 You pace back and forth in your dressing room, trying your best to calm your nerves before going on live television. This isn’t he first time you will have been on television, but it is the first time you’ll be on the Ellen show. You had met Ellen at the last Emmy awards and you two had gotten along quite well, even becoming friends. The blonde invited you to be on the show after she saw the trailer for your latest film “Falling For a Lost Cause” about making the most out of life and love. It was kind of ironic how you played in a dramatic love story and yet had nobody for yourself to love. Well, romantically that is. Unless you count your obsession over Tom Holland. 

You had been a huge Spiderman fan ever since you were younger when you used to steal your brother’s comic books, and now that they’d come out with another reboot of the movie, you could honestly say you were in love. Toby and Andrew had also taken a toll on you as you spent countless night dreaming about them, but when Tom Holland was announced as the new web slinging hero, you fell head over heels. It may have been due to the fact that he was closer in age than the other two, or maybe it was the way his chocolate brown orbs could make you melt. 

 You had almost met him once. You were invited to the Doctor Strange premiere and saw the man of your dreams doing an interview, being his nerdy self. When your close friend (C/F/N) finally pushed you to talk to him (and I literally mean she shoved you into him) you bumped into him rather hard and stumbled, losing your footing and pulling Tom down with you while others froze, watching the embarrassing ordeal. Immediately you began spitting out apologies, stumbling over your words and turning a bright shade of red to match the shade you were pretty sure matched Tom’s as people helped you to your feet. As you stood up, Tom said nothing as he stared at you, frozen and making you more embarrassed. You remember thinking ‘oh god, he hates me’ before literally running away. 

 You booked it down the red carpet, going past interviews and other celebrities before you hid behind your other friend (O/C/F), the whole night making sure that you wouldn’t see Tom Holland again. 

 The next morning your twitter feed was filled with clips of the embarrassing night before. As well as the many people commenting (S/N) anywhere they could. You shake your head as you recall the embarrassing memory from over 6 months ago, stopping your pacing and plopping down on the couch, smoothing out the white robe you had on that you’d be removing to change into the black dress hanging up. 

 Deciding to kill time and get your mind off things, you change into the tight long sleeve black dress and your black strap on heels when you hear a knock on the door. As you put in your right earring, grabbing your left, you head to the door. 

 Curiously, you turn the handle and peer out to see who you recognized as Andy, with a headset on and an embarrassed look on his face. “Oh hey,” you smiled, putting in your other earring as you opened you door further, now seeing a camera crew behind the average man. “Uh hey to you too?” you said to the cameras suspiciously. “Andy right?” you asked as you shook the man’s hand. He nodded “yep, and you’re (Y/N) (Y/L/N) right?” he asked sarcastically. You laughed slightly, “Yuppo, that’s me,” you say in a slightly off voice and immediately scolding yourself mentally or your weirdness afterwords. 

 Andy however, laughs and you cringe, “Sorry I don’t know why I did that,” you giggle, “That was weird.” you laugh with Andy as he shakes his head, “No, you’re fine. Ellen just wants a word with you before the show.” he explains and you nod suspiciously, “a word with me?” you ask and Andy nods, “And a camera crew?” you ask, knowing Ellen is planning something. “She wants to document it, for memories.” he says not convincing you in the least. “Uh huh,” you nod suspiciously as Andy begins walking away.

 "Should I be scared?“ You ask the camera, to which the man holding it only smiles, "Come on man,” you laugh, following Andy, “Give me a hint,” you whisper shout making the cameraman smile once more, “Ugh you are no help.” you groan, trudging after Andy down a few halls. 

 Stopping, you take off your heels to ease the pain in the balls of your feet, running to catch up with Andy as he stops in front of a room. “Is this the part where you murder me?” you joke as Andy stays straight faced, answering by opening the door. “Andy?” you ask, a chill going up your spine, as you step into the room. “Are you actually going to murder me?” you ask, your smile dropping as Andy closes the door suddenly, trapping you inside. Your eyes widen as you rush to the door, hitting the wood “Andy!” you exclaim, hearing nobody on the other side. 

 You groan turning around sliding down the door. “Ugh,” you say, before seeing a camera on the far wall. Suddenly your blood runs cold, “Ellen if you scare me I swear I’ll die!” you warn, standing up and pacing the room, stopping before another hidden camera. “I’m genuinely afraid right now,” you laugh slightly before you hear the door open behind you. 

 You almost turn around before you hear a voice you recognize, “Wait in there?” the British accent speaks, and you freeze, immedietly knowing who it is. “Nah mate, I feel like she’s gonna jump out at me.” Tom speaks once more and you almost laugh as you hear his footsteps stumble into the room and hear the door slam once more. You glare at the camera in front of you, shaking your head angrily at Ellen who was most likely watching. Then you heard Tom speak again, “Uh, miss?” he spoke uncertainly and you made a face, not wanting to address him and have him remember you. “Do you know why I’m in here?” he asks, his voice getting closer. You turn around slowly, eyes trained on the floor as you try not to make eye contact, “I know about as much as you do,” you sigh, finally making yourself look up at Tom. Oh God, why did he have to look so good. His hair was slicked and he was wearing a t-shirt and Denim jeans. He probably hadn’t changed for the show yet.

 You had no idea he would be on the show today, if you did you would have been a lot more nervous. As you studied him, you noticed that he froze, his eyes trained on you as he stood tense, a light pink dusting his features. He probably was remembering the last time you saw him, when you completely embarrassed him. 

 You smiled shyly as he broke out into a huge grin, his mouth hanging open, “Y-you’re (Y/N) (Y/L/N)!” he exclaimed, his arms making a huge gesture. You furrowed your brows as he stared at you, “Yeah?” you said uncertainly as Tom exploded with energy, pacing around the room with his hands messing up his hair excitedly, the smile never leaving his face, “O-oh my God!” he exclaimed, “I am just such a huge fan.” he explained, coming up and grabbing your hand to shake it quite quickly, “I love you in (M/T) and (O/M/T) just,” he sighed, reminiscing, “Absolutely amazing!” he explained, going on and about you and how much of a fan he was. 

 To say you were shocked would be an understatement. This man you were practically in love with, whom you thought hated you, was a complete fanboy! Finally, not being able to stay silent anymore, you exploded, “Me? You like me?” you asked in astonishment, your eyes wide as you stared him up and down, “I am like your biggest fan!” you exclaimed, “Y-you’re just so talented and funny.” you went on, “I cried when I watched the impossible, and I NEVER cry…besides Disney movies…” you mumble as you continued to compliment Tom and his work. 

 He stood there starstruck until you finally said, “and I thought you hated me after I embarrassed you on the red carpet,” to which Tom furrowed his brows, “What? no!” he disagreed, “Yeah!” you exclaim, “I mean, I pulled you to the ground in front of millions of viewers and to be fair you didn’t even say a word to me–" 

 "That’s because I was star struck!” he interrupts, “and you ran off before I could introduce myself. I found it quite funny actually,” he laughed with you, “Ugh. Well you know me, trying to avoid embarrassing encounters only by making them more awkward,” you face palmed. Tom laughed mumbling something under his breath you couldn’t quite make out. 

“Oh and don’t even get me started on Spiderman,” you exclaim as Tom’s head shoots up, “I mean, I love him so much it’s not even funny.” you laugh as Tom smiles widely, “No way, YOU love Spiderman?” he asks you and you nod obviously, giving him a “duh” face. “I love Spiderman too!” he exclaims, “What are the odds?” he says sarcastically as you laugh with him. 

 Finally your laughter dies down and you realize you were still trapped in this room, and the show should start in 20 minutes. “How are we gonna get out?” you say suddenly, both of your eyes widening.

Just then, you hear a voice all too familiar on the com on the right side of the room, “I’ll let you out if you kiss,” Ellen’s voice breaks through, causing your eyes to widen and face to turn to a shade resembling a tomato. 

You hear her snickers before the com cuts off and you cough awkwardly, not even daring to spare Tom a glance, “Come on Ellen,” You groan, giving Tom an awkward smile, in which he returns shyly.

After what seems like forever, but was most likely just a few minutes, Tom’s stomach growls, causing you to laugh and gasp, “Ellen, we got a starving boy in here!” You exclaim as Tom begins to laugh, “What kind of monster traps someone in a room with no food!” You laugh with Tom as he kicks the ground with his foot.

About ten seconds later, a box slides under the small space under the door. Immediately, you rush to the box, pulling it out the rest of the way and jumping with glee.

Tom walks over curiously, “What is it?” He asks before I open the box, smiling even wider before I answer, “The cure to everything,” I sigh, “Aka, pizza.” I laugh as Tom groans teasingly, “I call first slice,” You declare, pulling out a slice and shoving it into your mouth. 

You look over at Tom who’s eyes are wide with shock, “What?” You ask though a mouthful of cheesy goodness, “We’re trapped in here and you’re worried about getting the first slice?” He asks astonished. You glare at him teasingly, “You got something against pizza?” You ask as Tom immedietly widens his chocolate orbs and raises his hands in defense, “I didn’t say that,”  he declares as you level a playful glare at him, “Good, I almost had to kill you for a second.” Tom giggled, actually giggled, “Well, we can’t have that now can we?” he laughs and you laugh with him, handing him the pizza box as he takes out a slice. 

The two of you sit there in silence, eating pizza and sharing awkward glances, both resulting in blushing and looking down at the floor.

“The show starts in 15 minutes and I haven’t even gone to wardrobe,” he throws his head back and groans once more. You laugh at him, “After eating this greasy goodness, I need to get my makeup redone.” You sigh, “Guess we’re both in trouble,”

Tom mumbles something under his breath you can’t quite make out as you turn to him curiously, “What?” You ask and Tom looks at you in embarrassment, as if he was hoping you didn’t hear him. “S-sorry, no it was stupid…forget it.” he said too quickly, his eyes darting back to the floor.

You furrowed your brows, “No, I didn’t hear you, what was it?” you asked, genuinely curious as Tom looked up from the floor at you shyly, a pink dusting his cheeks, “I…er,” he mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck nervously, making you smile at his shyness, “I, um, I said maybe we should just do it…” he trailed off as you smiled at him, your cheeks turning bright red. 

“You mean kiss?” You ask, immedietly getting nervous and twiddling your thumbs. “Yeah…” Tom said, now seeming certain and determined as his eyes bore into mine. 

“I-I mean unless you don’t want to we could just–” You interrupt him, placing your right hand on the back of his neck and pulling his face towards yours to press your lips onto his. 

As soon as your tender flesh meets, Tom’s hand goes to your waist, pulling you impossibly close as your hand goes up to mess with his dark curls which were so much softer than you’d imagined.

The kiss was hungry and passionate and needy. neither of you wanted to break away as the door opened.

Finally you forced yourself to pull your lips from his, out of breath as Tom smiled at you slightly, his eyes wide, “Tastes like pizza,” he mumbles before Ellen and a camera crew come barging in, the blonde laughing hysterically, her face red as she stares at the two of you in shock, with mischief in her eye.

You had no time to be embarrassed as the crew dragged you and Tom away to your wardrobes where hair and makeup were waiting for you.

As they dolled you up, fixed your hair and rearranged your outfit, you sat in shock, not believing what just happened. You just kissed your celebrity crush, and he kissed you back. 

You touched your lips chastely as you recalled his lips that were once there, on yours…

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A/N: Part two will be what happens when the show actually starts and Ellen shows the audience your guys’ footage. It may even lead to a relationship.


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Secrets

MASTERLIST

Requested: yes

Word count: 2,611

Small echoes from the few passing cars rang in my ears, as the sun started to burn properly into my skin. My heavy feet dragged themselves across the street, aching every step of the way. They always hurt like this, whenever I’d joined the boys for their early morning workout.

Though, I didn’t quite want to admit it, I simply couldn’t keep up with them. Especially Geoff was a beast and contingently mocked me, every time I had to stop and catch my breath.

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i was out for EIGHT HOURS playing pokemon go with my good friend who lets me use his hotspot, bless his heart

here’s some stories from today:

  • found a cp 1600 typhlosion. it ran away. yes i cried.
  • found a lapras in the water, we went to catch it. his was cp 1300. mine was ………33
  • at the pier where we caught the lapras, we met a dude who was also catching the lapras. he showed us his pokemon and we made friends. he then left, and came back excitedly to show us the shiny magikarp he caught!
  • found a random charizard just chillin out behind the library. it wasnt the best one but like. charizard, dude!
  • met an old lady named linda who was also playing pokemon go. she is apparently super in to it, level 33, trying to complete her dex. we walked and talked while we played, and she pointed out a dragonite. i was sad cuz my friend had left at this point so i couldnt catch it. but she was kind enough to let me use her hotspot to capture it!!!!
  • and if that isnt fuckin cool enough, the dragonite wouldnt let itself be captured y my ultra balls or great balls, i ran out of all of them, as well as my razz berries. i was hopelessly throwing pokeballs at it and yes. i caught it!!! (good karma is coming for linda!! i hugged her)
  • went to the park to take over some gyms with friend. dude who was fighting our valor gym overheard me planning out how i was gonna fight it, and he said from like. twenty feet away “just let me put my pokemon in so i can get the coins, then you can kick me out!” on his way out, he winked to us and said “dont be too rough on him~,” in reference to his machoke!

some unrelated but still nice stories from my adventure too:

  • met a cute cat with no tail who kept meowing at me!
  • petted three dogs
  • ran in to an old friend while we were recharging our devices in starbucks
  • saw a cute gay couple
  • managed to walk all the way up our intense death hill without deciding to ride the bus

so yeah!! pokemon go brings people together, gets this depressed poor person outside, and makes me happy

Little Red Wagon

Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,116

Warnings: ANGST OUT THE ASS, mentions of a child dying, mentions of wanting to die, lying, heartache….yeah….

Requested by @haniiix33: So..the reader once lost her little son because of some accident but she kept it as a secret bc she was scared that Dean wouldn’t love (or accept) her. Someday she gets confronted with the situation or something that reminds her of her son. She opens up to Dean and shows him the place where she buried her son…something like that?

A/N: So I literally cried my eyes out while writing this which is something that never happens to me….you guys have fun with this one….(unbeta’d any and all mistakes are my own)

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BTS - they come home late.

Request:  Could you do a BTS Reaction when they come home from work late and their gf made a beautiful dinner but she fell asleep at the chair waiting for him.💕🌹  


Seokjin:

He’d come home and see you sleeping on the couch. Immediately he would feel guilty. But when he looked at the kitchen and saw the beautiful dinner you had made for him, everything would get worse. He would pick you up and take you into the bedroom and give you a kiss on the cheek. And then he went back to the kitchen and ate everything you had done for him.

Yoongi:

Wait for the guilty puppy come to you. Yoongi was always late, but today it was later than usual, and you ended up sleeping at the dinner table waiting for him. As soon as he saw it, he began to feel bad. “Baby? Wake up.” “Oh, sorry, I slept waiting for you.” You smiled sleepily. “You don’t have to apologize, I do! I’m sorry, princess. I promise that i’ll make it up to you.”

Hoseok:

You were tired of waiting for him and went to sleep. You heard him calling you hours later. “Baby, wake up, did you make dinner for me?” “Oh my God, of course it was. Who else would it be?” You said angry. “I just wanted to thank you! You’re amazing and I love you.” “Yeah, I know.” “Sorry.” He pouted. “Whatever. Come to bed and I’ll cuddle with you.”

Namjoon:

He would be sad and happy at the same time. Happy because you did all that for him. And sad because he came so late that you slept. “Hey, sweetheart?” He whispered from your side on the couch. “Hmmm …” You grumbled. “You can go on sleeping, I just want to thank you for making dinner for me, I love you.” You didn’t say anything, continue sleeping, and didn’t even hear his words.

Jimin:

He arrived and saw dinner ready, his heart bursting with happiness. He was hungry. But he noticed some melted candles and some paper hearts on the table. “Oh, she did all this for me and I was late. Shit.” He ran into the bedroom and found you sleeping. “Baby …” he whispered. “Jimin? I thought you were not coming home today.” “Yes, I know, I should have told you that I was going to be late, i’m sorry. Let’s eat?” “I’m not hungry.” “Just stay with me then, please?” “Okay, take me on your lap then.” “Of course, baby.”

Taehyung:

His heart would break when he saw you sleeping in the living room, in the couch. With a beautiful dinner prepared in front of you. He came to you and picked you up. “Taetae?” “Yes it’s me.” “Hmm, I made you a dinner. Are you not going to eat?” “Of course I will. I’m taking my tired princess to bed now.” “I love you, even if you come home late.” “And I love you more than anything.”

Jungkook:

Jeongguk came home and saw you on the couch sleeping. He knew he’d fucked up. He looked at the kitchen and had a dinner made for him. He went over and ate everything, and so glad you did it. Then he woke you up. “Princess?” “Jeongguk, I made you a dinner and you get home now?” “Sorry, I already ate everything.” “Why did you just wake me up now?” “Because you would be angry and would not let me eat your delicious food.” “You’re an idiot.” “I know, and I’m sorry again. Tomorrow we’ll do whatever you want.” “Good!” “Yes, yes, now let’s go to sleep.”


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BTS Reaction to Their Bestfriend Accidently Confessing to Them; Jungkook Version

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“Y/N! C'mon, hurry up! You move like an old lady!” Jungkook whined as you slowly got out of your car, checking and making sure that you had everything that you needed.

“Jungkook, the fair isn’t going anywhere.” you teased like a mother would to her child. Jungkook held open your door impatiently, hopping slightly from excitement. When your butt was finally out of the car, Jungkook slammed the door shut, grabbed your hand, and dragged you off to the entrance of the fair with a large smile on his face.

“I know, but I wanna go and spend as much time with you as possible!” he said, happily skipping into the fairgrounds with you trying to keep up from behind.

You chuckled and shook your head, gazing at his backside with a certain longing in your eyes. You and Jungkook had met that same year at university, in your intro to psychology class. You sat in the back of the lecture hall, since you arrived late and didn’t want to be scolded by your professor for tardiness on the first day. Jungkook sat four seats down to your left, obviously, he hadn’t woken up to his alarm either.

Your relationship went from shy smiles, to throwing notes over the empty seats, to him sitting next to you with your knees brushing and up to your best friend status that you proudly held today. However, you couldn’t deny the attraction you had for your adorable, yet cocky best friend and oh how you wish you could just tell him how you felt. For now, though, you were happy being one of his closest friends; supporting him through his studies and his dream of becoming a singer.

You took in the smells of the fair; powdered sugar, fry oil, and something buttery and fattening that made your mouth water. Jungkook’s eyes shined with excitement as he led you to a funnel cake booth, buying you both one to share as you wandered into the petting zoo area, sneaking the baby animals bits of your fried, sugary goodness.

“Hey look, I found your dapple gangers.” you teased when you ran over to the hordes of bunnies. Jungkook just stuck his tongue out at you, but cooed none the less when one of the rabbits crawled into his lap. As you were petting the bunnies, Jungkook gently grabbed your hand, locking your fingers together with his. You looked up at him and saw that he had a slight blush on his cheeks and another bunny perched on his shoulder, making you giggle at his cuteness.

“You alright Kookie? You’re looking flushed.” you asked, running your free hand over his forehead and pushing some of his hair back. Jungkook just smiled and squeezed your combined hands.

“Never better Y/N. Let’s go on some rides, yeah?” he suggested, gently placing down the balls of fluff and leading you out of the petting zoo; walking with you to the rides. He never let go of your hand, and you inwardly smiled to yourself. Sure, Jungkook was always close to you like this, but the small victories always counted.

He took you on some fast-paced rides first: the little fast kiddie coasters, spinning teacups, bumper cars (which you totally beat him in, even though Jungkook wouldn’t admit it aloud) and one of those drop-down rides that always made your stomach do flips. After begging him to allow you to sit and rest, he placed you on a bench by the game booths and you watched him play from afar.
He won game after game, and slowly the bench you sat at was covered with fluffy stuffed animals and a new fish friend that you both named Marius.

“Jungkook, there is one thing I’d like to do before we leave.” you told him as you shared a serving of blue cotton candy. Jungkook’s lips were tinted lightly with the dyed sugar, and you were sure that your lips mirrored his. In a large bag over his back held all the toys he won, and you insisted that you’d carry Marius safely in your hands.

“Yeah? Anything you want Y/N, we can do!” he said happily.

“Can we go on the Ferris wheel? The sun is setting, and I bet the view is amazing from up there.” you said dreamily. The corners of Jungkook’s lips pulled up in a smirk and he nodded.

“Of course, anything for my best friend.” he said, nudging your side playfully. You could feel your heart slow and the smile on your lips fall an inch.

“Yeah, best friend.” you mumbled quietly to yourself as you followed Jungkook to the Ferris wheel. You both secured your winnings in one of those large storage containers and hopped on the ride. Jungkook sat next to you and he poked your cheek when the ride started to move. You went around once, twice, and then the cart stopped at the top on the third spin.

“Wow, it’s beautiful.” Jungkook mumbled, staring at the pinkish orange hue of the dusk sky. You nodded.

‘It is, but it’s not as beautiful as you.’ you thought.

“You think I’m beautiful, Y/N?” Jungkook asked. You turned to look at him with confusion in your eyes. Did he just read your mind? The stupid smirk on his face made your cheeks feel hot with blush.

“Did I just say that out loud?” you asked sheepishly, looking down at your shoes.

“You did, you did. Is there something you’d like to tell me Y/N? Do you like me?” Jungkook teased.

“Not funny Kookie, don’t tease.” you said softly, taking a deep breath before looking up at him again. His lips were still blue, the mischievous glint in his eyes made him look younger, and you couldn’t help but fall even more in love with the cute, yet handsome man sitting next to you.

“I do…like you. And I hope that this won’t ruin our friendship. Because before anything you were my friend first and I hope that we-”

Jungkook cut you off with his lips gently pressing against yours. You could taste the remnants of sugar on his lips and you melted at the feel of how soft they were. You brought your hands up around his neck, pulling him in closer as his hands moved to cup your face, his thumbs stroking the soft apples of your cheeks. The kiss was slow, both of your lips just brushing together in between soft breaths, testing the boundaries and just feeling, tasting, and loving. Jungkook pulled away first, resting his forehead against your own as you both caught your breath, both your cheeks flushed in red.

“I’ve wanted to do that for a while now. Does that answer your question Y/N?” he asked softly, a small smiling tugging on the corners of his lips. You nodded and laughed airily.

“Kookie, you look so cute when you blush.” you admitted, and Jungkook grinned, leaning in to peck your lips gently as the Ferris wheel started to descend.

“And your blush is absolutely stunning…my jagiya.”