Fixing things around the Haus was never reallyabout the dibs for Dex. But, all the same, in the back of his mind he was still relying on his efforts in that department to secure him housing for his junior year at Samwell.
Which is why he’s a little surprised at himself for the sinking feeling in his gut when he’s officially offered a spot.
“Oh,” he replies dumbly.
Lardo blinks at him, clearly startled by his lack of enthusiasm, her hand still held out between them waiting for him to reach out and seal the deal.
Dex shakes his head and reaches his own hand out belatedly. Only to have Lardo pull back. “Bro. I’m not gonna give it to you if you don’t really want it.”
“No, no, I do! I promise I do. I’m sorry, I just thought…”
He thought that he’d be getting either Ransom or Holster’s dibs. And that Nursey would be getting the other’s. And, despite the fact that Dex has been dreading the very idea of that for the entire school year, he feels off kilter and lost now trying to imagine a scenario in which he lives at the Haus without Nursey constantly underfoot.
Even these past two years of living in the dorms, Nursey still always somehow manages to end up at the Haus whenever Dex does, stealing the last slice of pie while verbally needling at sore spots he knows well enough will get a rise out of his fellow D-man.
It seemed pointless to even hope that getting dibs wouldn’t somehow include Nursey at his side, and so Dex never bothered to factor in the possibility. He resigned himself to his fate. And now, presented with an alternative, he has no idea what to think.
“Do you, uh,” he clears his throat, watching Lardo’s eyes narrow at him, assessing. “Do you know who Rans and Holster are giving theirs to?”
“They’re giving them to Nursey, bro.”
“Right. But to Nursey and…?”
“Just Nursey.” She shrugs. “Those bunkbeds don’t even have a ladder anymore, so we figured we’d turn the attic back into a single for now. And we thought we’d do you all a solid by making sure the SMH didn’t lose it’s next best D-man pair due to mutual homicide within the first week of preseason by making you shack up together. We’ve all seen how you two handle sharing a hotel room on roadies.”
To be fair, how they handle it nowadays is wildly different from the roughhousing mess of their first semester at Samwell. But apparently no one’s noticed that.
Dex goes abruptly still as a thought occurs to him that feels like a bucket of ice water over his head. “Wait. Was this Nurse’s idea?”
A/N (I can take any request from anything you guys want, message me, lmk!)
Jeff kisses me as I opened the door for him to my house. My parents are out of town and I promised him l’ll help him study for his midterm. Not that my parents would care, they practically love him since we’ve been dating.
“Hey hot stuff, you can just through your stuff in my room while I get us something to eat”
As he jogs upstairs I quickly fix my hair and adjust my pajama shorts. I usually don’t care how I look around my boyfriend, but we’ve been dating for 5 months now and hasn’t even mentioned the thought of having sex with me. I pick up some chips and go upstairs where he is already laying out his textbooks.
“So we can start with World War 1 then go from there” he says as he’s looking at his book.
“Yeah sure, we can probably get through a few wars tonight.”
I jump on the bed and lay close to him. He looks up at me and smiles.
“You seem like your in a good mood, what’s up?”
“I can’t be happy to see my boyfriend?”
“You see me everyday baby”
“So you aren’t happy to see me” I fake pout.
“Shut up babe, you know I am.” He says as he pecks my lips.
“Yeah yeah” I smile. “let’s start with studying before we get tired”
“So that is what started the war?”
“Yes, but don’t forget how long the world ended”
“Yeah it lasted for 4 years.”
“Good, I’m actually a pretty good teacher”
“Shut up” I laugh as I lightly punch him in the arm.
He laughs as he looks down at me. He glances down at my lips then quickly averts back to my eyes. I do the same, but make it known I’m looking at his beautiful lips.
“Okay” he coughs. “at this rate we can g-”
I cut Jeff off by grabbing his face and smashing my lips on his. He seemed surprised at first then slowly closed his eyes. I slowly moved my hands around his neck as he put his on my leg and waist. As he deepened the kiss, he swung one of my legs on the other side of him so that I was now cradling him. As the kiss got more intense, I felt him moan against my lips. I needed air so I took that chance to take my shirt and bra off. His eyes were intensely locked on my chest and I couldn’t help but flush.
“You’re so beautiful y/n”
With that Jeff swung us over and pulled off his shirt. He went to my neck and chest and started planting soft kisses. As I slid my hands up and down his bare back, he started sucking harshly on my sweet spot. His hands started roaming my bare chest as he lightly squeezed.
“Jeeeff” I moaned.
He looked down at me biting his lip as I started tugging his pants down. He threw them off and went back to kissing me. He kissed me so slow and passionately and I loved it. I started to kiss his neck and lightly grabbed him through his underwear feeling how extremely hard he was. he groaned at my touch and that made me crazy. I just wanted him already. I needed him.
“Jeff” I asked in between our kisses as he went back to my neck.
“Do you have a…you know….a-a” I slightly moaned.
“Yes” I said kind of embarrassed.
He then stopped and slowly got off of me. Confused I sat up and pulled the sheets up to cover myself.
“Did I say something wrong?”
His back was faced towards me as he slouched over the edge of my bed.
“No, I’m sorry I just can’t do this right now”
I’d be lying if I say that didn’t kind of hurt coming from him. I mean I thought it but I didn’t think he’d say it.
“You don’t want to have sex with me” my voice cracking as I put back on my shirt.
He snaps his head around and climbs back on the bed grabbing my hand.
“No no, god no, that’s not even close trust me.”
“Then why? I don’t understand” I look down.
He grabs my face and sighs.
“I’m scared okay”
“Scared?” I say kind of amused.
“Yes, don’t laugh, I’m the scared one. I’m scared to take something so precious from you. Scared to let you down after and I’m scared that you’ll regret it.”
He lets go of my face and focuses his gaze to the wall to hide his embarrassment. It’s now my turn to grab his face.
“Jeffrey, you don’t get it do you? you’re the precious one to me. I want you to be the one to take it because I love you”
He looks up at me and cheeses.
“I love you more princess.”
“So what does this mean now?”
“Well right now, nothing cause I have to go the bathroom to handle a little mess in my pants cause of you”
I try to hold in my laugh as he runs to the bathroom in my room
↳he was the cliché bad boy. he was the guy you couldn’t stand. he was the handsome, hot kid who made girls go weak in the knees. he was a brat. you had never liked him one bit, but you had also never gotten involved with anything concerning him. until one day, when you were in the wrong place, at the wrong time.
A/N: I hope ya’ll have fun reading this. hopefully it quenches some thirst- what? fucken not today teaser got me shook as fuck, I screamed out loud! and thank you so much for all the sweet messages <3 sry for taking so long
“You need to stop pining after people you haven’t even spoken to,” Lydia says one day, probably because Derek—er, Mr. Hale, their boss—has just stepped through the front door of the cafe where they’re having lunch, and Stiles has trailed off mid-word to watch him walk up to the counter. In Stiles’ defense, he’s never seen Mr. Hale outside of the office before, let alone Mr. Hale wearing a leather jacket over his dress shirt. God, and Stiles thought the tailored suits were bad enough…
“Uh, I have too spoken to him,” Stiles says indignantly, tearing his eyes away from Derek’s broad back across the room. “One day I was coming out of the break room and I almost walked right into him and he said, ‘Excuse me,’ so then I said, ‘Oops,’ and he smiled at me. Kind of. A little bit. I mean, I interpreted it as a smile. There was some prolonged eye contact.”
Lydia abruptly stops stirring her fat-free latte to stare at him—one of those Oh god, it’s worse than I thought kind of looks. “That’s it?”
that alone should be enough to send your imaginations spinning off to wild places, but that, my friends, is only where our story begins.
it is also something you should know, just in general, in case you happen to encounter darcy lewis.
she’s tazed a god twice, and she goes drinking with thor. on a regular basis.
the first time thor wanted to go drinking after i showed up, lewis was there too. and naturally, if thor was going out so was she. neither of them knew us newbie avengers well yet, but being sociable sort of people, they invited us to tag along. scott immediately agreed, but sam was caught up doing some beta testing in the labs with tony, and said he would catch up when they were done.
so darcy, thor, scott and i went out drinking.
fun fact about thor: it takes him approximately one million alcohols to get drunk, but once he’s there, he likes to sing. preferably epic ballads of victory in battle, but he’s pretty much game for any catchy song that will get a bar excited. that being the case, lewis and thor’s go-to midgardian bar is a karaoke joint.
im sure you begin to see where things are going wrong.
fun fact about darcy lewis? she can also hold her alcohol, but cannot carry at tune. like. at all.
that doesnt stop her from singing, mind you. gotta respect a lady who knows shes terrible but enjoys herself anyway.
scott apparently loves karaoke. i dont know why that surprised me, but it did. even more surprising? hes not actually that bad, although like 90% of his song choices were bruce springsteen. no clue why. anyway, thor was delighted by having a buddy who was not only willing but able to sing with him, and after scott got over his star-struck-ness they had a pretty great time.
it was a good thing that thor and lewis went to that bar on the regular, because im sure any place that hadnt been prepared for them would have kicked all of us out. as it was, they finally booted us out the door after a rousing rendition of ‘wrecking ball’ had most of the bar on their feet. and broke two tables.
(thor apparently settles his tab there in asgardian gold, so no hard feelings from the bartenders.)
the night was young and all of us had enough booze in our systems that we decided to catch a cab back to the tower and see if we could rope anyone else into some shennanigans. thor was buzzed at least, which for thor means his voice is even boomier and his gestures are more expansive–you gotta be ready to duck. scott was drunk, no question about it, and that was probably why theyd wound up singing wrecking ball in the first place. scott’s a cheerful if floppy, “ i love you, i love all of you guys, i love everyone in this bar ” kind of drunk, and was mostly travelling by merit of being wrapped around thors bicep. i was a little buzzed myself, and lewis had had nearly as much as i did. remarkably, she seemed to be chugging along pretty well, some weaving and slurring aside. the lady lives up to her god-tazing reputation.
anyway, we got out of the cab at the tower and started making our way to the doors. scott had partially detached from thors arm and needed extra support, so i was helping keep him from capsizing while lewis trailed a few steps behind the three of us, making color commentary of our three stooges act.
and then out of nowhere, she just…yelled.
all three of us whipped around as quickly as three drunk superpeople can, just in time to see darcy lewis dish out what looked to be a pretty dang textbook perfect roundhouse kick to the chest of some poor guy.
the guy went down. lewis went down too, because the kick had totally overbalanced her. thor and i dropped scott and ran over to help.
which was when sam sat up and said ‘that was a hell of a kick’
because apparently hed finished up his testing and gone out to catch up with us, made it partway down the block to call a cab, then saw us getting out of our taxi. he jogged back–not being particularly stealthy, but we were drunk–and put his hand on lewis’s shoulder to get her attention.
lewis, having pretty poor vision even sober, and worse vision when drunk and without her glasses, just saw some big male figure who’d popped up out of nowhere and grabbed her by the shoulder.
so naturally she kicked him in the chest.
she apologized profusely, but the rest of us thought it was pretty funny. and sam was impressed the next morning when he discovered that she’d left a visible footprint on his chest.
darcy insists she has no idea why she did it. or where she learned to kick like that.
the rest of us have just chalked it up to mysterious darcy lewis powers.
It’s not even that Bitty doesn’t think he’s cute, because plenty of people think Bitty is cute. Hell, he’s got a vlog - over half his audience call him ‘adorable’ and the rest use words like ‘nice boy’ and ‘such a sweetheart’
He carefully retakes, crops and filters his selfies so that he (and whomever he is with) always look their best, and he is aware that he’s got a great body - he has to, what with the hockey and all.
Not that anyone would know about the great body though, because it’s not like anyone has ever made a damn move to get their hands on it.
Summary: Hoseok comes home late, but that doesn’t mean he gets to miss out on all the fun. This is a companion piece to Sweat [M
“Do you want to watch a movie or something?” you asked, plopping down on the couch next to Yoongi.
Your boyfriend nodded, throwing his arm around your shoulder and guiding you to his lap. “What do you want to watch?” he asked as he pulled you into his arms.
“Something mindless” you quipped as you settled back into his chest.
He ran his hands through your hair, causing you to let out a soft purr. “Alright, calm down” he teased as he removed his hand from the tangles of your hair and started to flip through the movie options.
You pointed at the screen, “That one!” your voice coming out a little too excited.
Yoongi groaned, “You’re really going to make me watch this again? Haven’t you seen this like 500 times?”
“505,” you corrected as you stole the remote out of his hands and pressed play. “Kiki’s Delivery Service is the only thing that’s going to make me feel better right now.”
You felt a pinch in your back, “Or you could actually talk to your boss about what’s been going on”
“Shh, you’re talking over my favorite part” you nudge your elbow into his stomach.
Hi! Can I get a HC with the RFA+Saeran's reaction to MC's ex who broke her heart so badly when they broke up and after MC seeing the ex, she sort of feels scared about RFA+Saeran leaving her like the way her ex did? Thank you!
Sorry this took so long! Hope you like it though~
He took you to a restaurant for a date
Everything was great until your waiter came around
Zen saw you got really tense as soon as the waiter introduced himself
He asked you once you were alone, and you explained that he was your ex
What hit you worse is that he didn’t even recognize you
Zen could see that you were really shaken
He asked if you wanted a new waiter, but you told him it was fine
You told him how your ex dumped you over text after a year of dating
It was really abrupt and it crushed your heart because he said you were too clingy
There’s a short pause before you ask if he thinks that’s true
Of course he shuts the idea down immediately
But now Zen is fuming, because how could someone make you feel that way about yourself
When the waiter comes back around, he looks at Zen and says, “Hey! Aren’t you that popular singer online? Can I have your autograph?”
Zen smirks at you before agreeing
He writes on the napkin, “An autograph for the biggest ^*)&$ on this %^$&*%^ planet ^&#% you *dolphin noise*”
You watch in horror as your ex reads it
When it’s a time to order, a new waiter comes
You were out for a walk in the park when someone lost their dog
Why does that always happen with Yoosung???
A beautiful woman jogs up to you to claim the dog and thank you both
She goes back to a man who you recognize and gasp
“That’s my ex,” you inform Yoosung
You tell him that your ex cheated on you and when you caught him, he just said you weren’t beautiful enough for him
“I guess he found the right girl,” you mutter
You grow quieter as the walk goes on, and Yoosung can tell what you’re thinking
“If you think you’re not good enough, or I’m going to leave you, just stop. I saved my shoulder for 21 years!”
You just tackle him in a hug and say how he’s the best
You also notice his compliments increase tenfold today
You were helping Jaehee with some grocery shopping
You two were just standing in line when a guy with flowers stands in the line behind you
“MC? Is that you?” he asks. He glances at Jaehee “Guess you’re not so lonely anymore.”
Normally, Jaehee would’ve brushed it off, but the way he rolled his eyes ticked her off
Seeing how uncomfortable you were, she said she forgot something and dragged you to another aisle
She asks who it was and why you seemed so shaken up
You explain it was your ex from a few years back who had dumped you because you confronted him about spending more time with his friends than with you
You had felt lonely, and it made it worse when you found he had cheated several times
Jaehee just narrows her eyes, “Do you need me to judo flip him?”
“Because I can flip him.”
“Warn someone that there’s going to be a clean up on aisle three.”
It was one of those annual office parties in Jumin’s department
But, he had forgotten something at the penthouse, so you decide to run it over
While you’re there, he introduces you to his small department
Before you’re about to leave, a man saunters up to you
“So, dating the CEO now, huh? Guess you’re climbing up the ladder, gold digger.”
You would’ve slapped him if Jumin hadn’t intervened and called you to the side
He saw the situation, but wanted to ask you what happened first
That employee happened to be your ex who you broke up with due to his lack of care for you
You worked constantly in order to help him financially, but he only slacked off at home and spent most of his time drinking instead of with you
To make it worse, he accused you of being too ambitious
Jumin somehow managed to calm you down, but he was wearing a small smile on his face
“Coincidentally, we’re making cuts in the department and your ex happens to be the one to be let go due to his lack of work ethic.”
Still, your ex’s comments are starting to get to you and you ask Jumin if he thinks they could have some truth
He just sighs and pulls you into a hug, reassuring you that he knows you were never in it for the money, and your hard-working nature is one of the things he loves about you
You both had taken a rare trip to the mall, and after hours of shopping around, you take a break on one of the benches and just people watch for a little
Seven just taps your shoulder and points to this couple making out on the other side of the area
“Is he a vampire or something? Yikes.”
He says it at a joke, but you abruptly stand up and start walking in the other direction
He’s worried so he goes after you
You tell him that the “vampire” was your ex who had randomly said he wasn’t into you after three years of dating
Later you found out he was cheating…with the very same girl he was with now
You start rambling on about how it was probably because of you
You start naming your own insecurities
Seven is patiently listening, assuming your venting
But when you say, “You probably want to leave me too because of how I am.”
He scolds you for a really long time for thinking of yourself like that and how he would never ever leave you
…he doesn’t stop until you hug him and thank him
You guys are eating peacefully at a froyo place when a loud, obnoxious couple walked in
Saeran gets worried when you say you suddenly want to leave
But he doesn’t argue and walks out onto the patio with you
You apologize and explain that the couple was your ex and your old best friend
Your ex had dumped you years ago only to start dating your closest friend a few weeks later
You think he would be fuming, but he just starts talking about how the past is the past and that you needed to look ahead to a bright future together
Just as you’re starting to say you’re worried that he might find someone better, he just shuts you down and claims you’re stuck with him
“Wow…you’re a lot calmer than I expected,” you admit.
He just smiles before announcing that he wants to get more toppings
You watch from the window
You notice he mutters something to your ex
You don’t know what it was, but your ex collects his girlfriend and leaves the place
Saeran still wouldn’t tell you what he said, but you couldn’t help laughing
@lumenlight prompted me, “Sterek AU where Stiles tries to seduce Derek but Derek has the habit of only dating older people (Jennifer, Kate …). So he says no to Stiles and Stiles is really disappointed but by chance he keeps seeing Derek and with time Derek realizes that he may have made a mistake?”
Hope you like it!!
~4000 words, rated M. (I don’t usually write smut, but I felt like this was that kind of prompt.)
Stiles usually doesn’t venture as far out of town as the Preserve—there’s not much out here but trees—but today that’s kind of the point. If he’s going to start up a jogging regimen to prep for lacrosse in the fall, he’s sure as hell not going to do it in his own neighborhood, where all his neighbors can (and will) watch him flailing around looking stupid.
He doesn’t actually end up jogging at all, though, because before he finds the trail he’d marked on his map, his Jeep abruptly sputters and dies on him right in the middle of the road. That’s also about when it starts raining.
“Oh, come on,” Stiles groans, hitting his head on the steering wheel a few times.
He pulls out his phone to call someone—his dad, a tow truck, Scott—and there’s no signal. Right. Because he wanted isolated, and he got it.
There’s no sound at all except the drumming of the rain on the roof of the Jeep, coming down harder and harder, taunting him for being such a fucking idiot.
He thinks about waiting it out, but who knows how long that could take, and if he doesn’t make it back home in time for dinner or at least get somewhere where he can make a phone call, then his dad is probably going to think he got eaten by a mountain lion or something.
“Fuck it,” he mutters. He pockets his phone and keys, grits his teeth, and jumps out into the downpour.
He has to walk for about twenty minutes before he finds any sign of civilization. It’s a house, or at least part of one. It’s tucked away down a long dirt driveway on the edge of the Preserve and looks sketchy as hell. It’s been burned, badly, and even though it looks like maybe someone’s been fixing it up, it’s still not exactly what Stiles would call habitable. Part of the charred roof is caved in, and most of the windows on the second floor are shattered, their jagged glass gleaming ominously in the dim light and the rain.
Stiles would assume it’s abandoned, except that there’s a shiny black Camaro parked out front. That at least looks well cared for.
It’s that detail, plus the rather compelling fact that this is probably the only house for at least a mile and Stiles can feel his feet starting to rub raw in his wet tennis shoes, that finally gives him the courage he needs to squelch his way through the mud and onto the porch to knock on the door.
Summary: Sometimes, when you’re friends are so obviously in love and they’re taking forever to get with the program, it’s time to take matters into your own hands.
In which Alya takes matchmaking to a whole new level, Nino tries to be the voice of reason, the entire class is incapable of keeping a secret, and Marinette and Adrien just try to have a decent picnic
A Full Commitment’s What I’m Thinking Of
“A class picnic?”
Alya nodded as she scribbled a time and a location on the back of Marinette’s hand. “Yup. I figured it’d be fun. School year’s ending, the weather is beautiful, and exams are just about wrapped up. Thought it’d be a cool casual thing.”
“You didn’t tell me you were planning this,” Marinette said. “I could’ve helped you!”
“Oh, don’t even worried about it, girlie,” Alya assured. “You’ve been so busy with class rep stuff lately I just went and asked Nino for help. Worked out just fine, too. He’s been helping me handle music and food.”
Marinette smiled. “This is so sweet! I can’t believe you did all this for everyone. Is everyone else coming?”
“Oh yeah,” Alya insisted. “Everyone in class. Even Adrien.”
Alya expected some blushing and stammering, but Marinette merely blinked at her. “Adrien’s going to be there?”
“Of course! He was super excited when he found out you were coming.”
Marinette lifted both of her brows in surprise. “He was?”
Alya patted Marinette on the shoulder. “I would never lie to you. So yeah, you should definitely come. After school today, don’t forget.”
“Ok cool!” Marinette nodded. “Do you wanna walk over together with Nino and — ”
Alya shouted, hands darting out to grab Marinette’s shoulders. Marinette jumped in shock and leaned away from Alya’s frantic looking expression. Alya bit her lip and sighed out through her nose. “I-I mean….nah, i-it’s fine. I have to help Nino with….something after school anyway. Uh….I’ll meet you there a little afterwards.”
“Um…okay,” Marinette said. “You sure you and Nino don’t need any — ”
“Nope! No help!” Alya insisted, spinning Marinette around and marching her over to the locker room. “You just get your books together and meet us at the park. It’ll be a blast.”
Summary: You hate each other, even though you’re soulmates. You try and stay away from each other, but a shared course and a project is determined to keep you two facing off. (Part 1/Part 2) Scenario: Soulmate!AU, college!AU Word Count: 5,924
The air was humid as you jogged up the steps in your white sneakers, kicking the door open with the nudge of your hip as you held the box in your hands. Harry groaned when the door opened and you merely smiled at him, quickly closing it behind you.
“Do you know why I invest in air conditioning, Y/N?” Harry asked, running his hands through his sweaty and damp hair. “It’s to keep the inside cool. And with you opening windows and keeping the door open all the time, that’s kind of hard to do.”
You rolled your eyes and placed the heap of boxes on the counter as Harry watched you. You were dressed much cuter and more casual than you had in the past with school, and Harry realized that it was because you could breathe again. You had no one to impress. You’d gotten a job. And now was just that transition phase before you moved on with your life.
Not a single hot blooded man had uttered a word to you since Jin’s death, not even Minho, Jin’s biological brother. You didn’t know how many times you’d cried yourself into hysteria, or how many times his final declaration of love flooded your brain. The manor house was cold and quiet, like the sunshine and laughter had been ripped away from a once beautiful playground. Jimin hadn’t spoken to you since your return that night, Taehyung had to carry you in his arms as he jogged back to the manor house through the trees, you couldn’t move your body a single inch after witnessing your beloved brother die. Jackson, Yugyeom, Bambam and Jaebum had kept their distance from you, you’d only seen Jaebum once when sneaking back inside after a night out with a girl on his arm. And then there was Minho; he couldn’t even look at you, he blamed you for Jin’s death and the thought alone was enough to send sparks of grief and even guilt through your cold body.
Today was the funeral.
Smoothing out the material of your black mid-thigh length dress you exhaled slowly, mentally building up the courage to go downstairs. As the outside world didn’t know the truth behind Jimin’s company, it meant that they were ignorant to the truth behind the car explosion too, in fact, nobody knew that the explosion was linked to Jimin at all. Taehyung had told the media that Jin died of an underlying heart condition nobody was aware of, and specified that his funeral was limited to invitation only. Everybody loved Jin, even those who didn’t really know him.
Being friends with benefits with Min Yoongi can be complicated (at best) by itself. But when you accidentally tell your family (and his boss) that the two of you are dating, things get messy. It only complicates things more when you blackmail Yoongi into pretending to date you, and neither of you can quite keep your feelings separate, no matter how much you try.
Yoongi flinched. It was bad enough
trying to make small talk with everyone at the table without some random person
from a different table tapping him on
the shoulder and talking to him too.
“What two?” He asked. He was fairly
sure he had never seen the person before, but they looked far too happy to see
him to be a stranger.
“You two!” The man said, and the
women he was sitting with squealed.
“Don’t tell me you don’t know?” She
“Do I want to?” Yoongi couldn’t
help it, he just wanted the day to be over—not because he wanted to get you
alone, or because he wanted to get to know you better (he couldn’t get to know
you in front of people who thought he already knew you so well) that would be
ridiculous. He was just tired.
“Yoongi, who’re your friends?”
Taehyung asked, drawing the rest of the table’s attention.
“Oh, we don’t know each other.” The
man said quickly, and Yoongi glanced over at you. You looked just as confused
as he felt, which was no help at all.
“We saw them on youtube.” The women
“You saw who?” You said, eyes wide.
“What kind of video?” Jungkook
“I’ll show you!” The women dug her
phone out of her purse, pulling up something on it before passing it over to
Yoongi. “It’s trending.”
There on the screen, you and Yoongi
sat at the baby grand piano playing “Heart and Soul.” Both of you were
laughing, nudging each other when one made a mistake. What caught Yoongi’s
attention though was the way you looked at him in the glances you sent his way.
He had seen them earlier, of course, but thought they were his imagination.
There was a sparkle in your eyes, and something so genuine in your smile. The
worst part was how he looked back at you.
The two of you looked like the
perfect couple—happy, loving, and comfortable with each other. The comments
were full of people saying that they wanted a relationship like that, and
asking “when are they going to get married?”
Yoongi wanted to leave. He wanted
to stand up and walk out of the restaurant, his job be damned. He could catch a
cab back to the airport and never see you again, delete your contact from his
phone and erase you from his mind.
Pairing: Jungkook x Reader / Namjoon x Reader
Genre: fluff, smut, angst, humor
→ Rated: NC-17 → Warnings: alcohol, language
Summary: A text message sent to the wrong number turns into a long lasting affair between two people completely opposite one another.
Note: This is an old thing and actually the first thing I wrote after the accident, and I decided to post it again because I kind of hold it close to my heart ? It’s not all going to be texts between the characters, but quite a lot of backstory and stuff the more we get into it. It’ll be told from both Y/N’s POV and Jungkook’s. Please enjoy! :)
The first time you receive one it’s in the middle of the night.
At first you simply stir in your sleep, turning around as if that will somehow stop the annoying buzzing resounding from under your pillow. When it doesn’t, you grab the cursed device and flip it over in your hands, wondering whom of your stupid friends decided to be an excruciating pain in the ass this late.
Word Count: 24k Member: Jimin x Reader Genre: Smut, Fluff & Slight angst like it’s barely even there
Getting locked in the mall on Christmas eve isn’t ideal, but getting locked in the mall with your brothers best friend that you haven’t seen in a while? Well, it might have been alright if you didn’t have feelings for him.
↠ Day 5 of the seven days of Christmas collab! Read the other fics here