jung gu

i’ve been watching 1n2d for 3 yrs now but this past year made me so angry after yoon shi yoon/dong gu cried on stage because he found out that if you search his name on google he is immediatley associated with boring/not funny now….it’s been a year and the pd told them to read comments about them and AGAIN ppl told him he’s not funny im so angry

i can tell this man’s got anxiety and he’s trying really hard and i actually find him funny like…are the others funny all the time? they’re sometimes gross and problematic but he’s always been nice and kind and he never said anything problematic on the contrary he’s always been kinda aware not to cross some lines. he’s never been gross to female guests, never said anything homophobic if paired with male guests or with other members like wtffff is wrong with netizens who feel the need to send these comments like

Yoongi x Reader | Sometimes I Hate you more than I Love you PART 1

Based on the BTS Reaction: “meeting them again after you disappeared for 2 years without an explanation”

Pairing: Min Yoongi (Suga) x Reader | PART 2 PART 3 

Words: 2,5k

Contains: fluff, light smut? at the end (but really just kissing)

Author’s note: This is my first ever written story. Hope it’s not complete trash. And I just want to mention that English isn’t my first language, please contact me if there are major mistakes! 

You nervously scratched the back of your hand while anxiously standing in front of the entrance of Big Hit Entertainment’s building in Seoul. 

Why are you even here? He won’t want to see you after all. Maybe it’s better if you would turn around and leave, you thought. Like you were brave enough to come the long way here but not brave enough to actually open the door. How pitiful was that of you? 

You let out a loud sigh of frustration before hearing a voice from behind and footsteps coming closer to you. “The door won’t open by itself.” Familiar eyes met yours after he took of his sunglasses. “Hey Namjoon. It’s been a while.” You hid your left hand behind your back, so that he didn’t notice how red it already was from the scratching. “You probably want to visit him, am I right?” You nodded in response, glad that he didn’t ask you anything further. It was your first time meeting with him again after two years, in which you disappeared and leaving the boys behind with no track of you. He passed by and held the door open for you, waving you to come in. 

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