promise you bts

Rockabye (pt.6)

genre: fluff and just a little angst / stripper!au

pairing: you x jimin 

word count: 3.3k 

You still couldn’t believe Jae-Eun called Jimin dad. That was his first word. Yeah, he’s mumbled words here and there but never once called you mom. He normally just screamed to get your attention and that seemed to work pretty well.  The fact that Jae-Eun called Jimin dad shocked you. It was so unexpected and crazy because the two haven’t even been together much and even when they were, it was for only a couple of minutes.

Jimin felt so bad, not because Jae-Eun called him dad but because he still hasn’t called you mom. You understood, though. He was only around 7 months old and you figured his brain hasn’t quite figured everything out yet. As much as it hurt your feelings, you knew Jae-Eun would never understand, let alone do anything on purpose considering his age.

Your phone buzzed you out of your thoughts and you looked down to smile at who it was that was texting you.

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Confessions in the Moonlight | Jungkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Word Count: 1780

Summary: After nearly a month of avoiding you, Jungkook finally confesses the true reason behind it.

Originally posted by sugutie

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don’t fear the reaper

Summary: Legends tell of a valiant warrior, blessed by the divine, betrayed by the leader he fought so hard to serve, locked into an eternal half-life. Called goblin, this man lives forever, watching the years pass him by, until his fated other half can release him.

(It’s funny, Nico thinks. They say legends are always a little true.)

General Nico di Angelo is killed at noontime, under a sky as blue as his lover’s eyes.

It happens like this, like divine retribution for the guilt he keeps pressed between his fingers. He returns from the war triumphant and blood-stained, followed by a legion of adoring soldiers and whispers of divinity, of spirits, of death. His name has spread across the continent, passed between enemy lips, like a promise. A warning.

If the fates abandon you, and you meet the man with clothes as black as midnight and a sword red as blood, turn back, turn back.

You will not survive him.

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100 ways to say “I love you” | 34

Originally posted by cherryblossoms-and-cupcakes

Pairing: Jimin x reader

Genre: Fluff, best friend!Jimin, drabble

word count: 788

100 ways to say “i love you” ➞ 34. “That’s okay, i bought two”

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Happier.

You were Namjoon’s guilty little pleasure. 

Warning: Very mature content. 

Originally posted by kths

For the first time in a very longtime, Namjoon didn’t have to fake his smile. It came too naturally that he found himself randomly grinning at everything and nothing. Even the boys were suspicious of him and his sudden energy.

He couldn’t wait to go back home knowing you would be waiting for him. It was a promise, a gift, for working hard, which he did. Namjoon didn’t waste another second after the fan-meeting was done, he didn’t even say a proper goodbye, before jolting out.

Other people might deem him a fool, which is why he kept your relationship a secret. It was definitely not taboo but, with his kind of job, it could become a weakness. Neither of you wanted that.

That didn’t stop it from being insanely hard, trying to juggle both his career and personal life without having to give up one for the other. Namjoon was trying and for that you were understanding. As long as he didn’t leave you waiting for too long, you would always be there, that was the promise. And, so far, neither of you broke it.

On the ride back, Namjoon couldn’t help but scroll through the pictures he took, pictures you didn’t know he took, that kept him going while he was away.

Unlocking the door, the dorm was quiet. He knew the boys wouldn’t be coming home any time soon which meant more prolonged alone time with you. He took off his shoes before slowly stepping into the house.

He could already see you in the kitchen, oblivious to his presence. A smile crept onto his face once again and he took a moment just to admire the beauty that he was lucky to call his. It was always the best moment of his day, when he first sees you. It still feels like the first time he fell in love with the taste of you.

Quietly, he stepped around the dinner table to slowly reach for you. You fit perfectly in his grip, something he always loved. No matter what anyone said, or hardships along the way, the feeling of you against his skin always managed to soothe and calm his nerves.


It was just perfect. He was alone, no one to disturb his moment,

“ I have you now ” Namjoon whispered ever so gently, ever so quietly, grabbing you. He waited for you to say something to react but you did nothing. It made him want you more.

His lips just a breath away, his fingers tight around you, he closed in the distance and bit slowly.

“ Such a beautiful apple ” Namjoon breathed out in relief, finally in ecstasy.

Namjoon was a hungry apple man, but now, he was a happy apple man.


Look, if I fooled you twice with this shit, you only have yourself to blame.

Also, can you tell that I’ve low-key given up on life? 

Fic Masterlist

Seokjin: 

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Work Relationship  (Teacher!AU, Fluff)

Yoongi:

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Coming Soon!

Namjoon: 

Originally posted by jeonggu

Coming Soon!

Hoseok: 

Originally posted by hobisu

Office (Office/Work!AU, Fluff)

Jimin: 

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

Study Date (College!AU, Fluff)

Taehyung:

Originally posted by jitamin

Jungkook: 

Originally posted by jeonbase

Tease (Doctor!AU, Fluff)


                                                          Mafia AU

Intros: 

(Edited: April 13, 2017) (This is incomplete! Need to add: Cafe!AU series, Vamp Story, Demon Story) 

Dear, Secret Admirer | Part 1

Hoseok x Reader & Member x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Smut

Words: 3k

Originally posted by moan-s

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I imagine Yoongi is the kind of boyfriend who won’t laugh at your mistakes when you speak his language

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Happy new year!!!!!
The first time I drew Jikookiemonster, there were tears, but now, it’s only laughter and happiness.

Haha you’d think I didn’t draw a kookiemonster when I did vhope and yoonmin, and u rite, it’s jikookiemonster.

Hyung Line Bio’s - Final Bio’s

Bio 4 - Hoseok

Additional Information:

  • Since Hoseok is blind she has Jin and or Yoongi help her walk around the halls.
  • Jimin likes to let Hoseok hold her wheelchair and walk her around as well.
  • She is slowly learning how to walk on her own by using her hearing.
  • Due to not liking loud noises it is a bit difficult for her to walk on her own without anyone’s help. (Since she has to use her hearing)

Bio 5 - Yoongi

Additional Information:

  • Yoongi carries around a notebook.
  • The notebook contains her accounts of things that she may not remember.
  • She is very close with Hoseok.
  • Her memory loss seems to get worse every month.
  • She knows how to sew. So she makes certain things like hats, gloves, or blankets to keep the other members warm at night.

Bio 6 - Namjoon

Additional Information:

  • Is a huge bookworm and loves to read all the book in the hospital library.
  • For her dry skin she has a special lotion that prevents it from cracking any further.
  • When her skin does crack though a line from a book she’s read appears in that spot in permanent ink. She nor the other members don’t now how they appeared.
  • “The boy who lived.” Is the only thing she has so far. (It’s on her right arm)
  • Is close with Jin.

Bio 7 - Jin

Additional Information:

  • Jin out of all the other members doesn’t have a physical medical condition.
  • Is the head of the pack of course.Or at least she thinks she is.
  • The members have never seen Jin get out of hand with her being bipolar.
  • This is because Jin has been able to contain herself pretty well. But because of this she gets excruciating head aches.
  • Makes sure to tend to all of the members, especially Jungkook since he can’t go out of his room.
  • Jin loved to cook in the kitchen when she can during her first two weeks of being at the hospital.
  • Incidents have… unfortunately happened… But they can’t be help…
  • I mean- What’s a gal to do when someone upsets her?~
  • The kitchen shortly closed after a week of Jin’s arrival.

Dr Strah: So… Now that you’ve met all of these wonderful children…

How’s about we start the fun?~

MLM Namjoon x Reader

Originally posted by jimins-bootae

“You’re so clingy, I love it” requested by anon!

     The man reached for his phone in the darkness, running his hand over the bedsheets. He couldn’t get to sleep, no matter how hard he tried or what he did. He just couldn’t get his thoughts together. As his fingers gripped the device, he dialed a familiar number, suddenly worried about waking the other man up.

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Eyes See You

A/N : Well, guess who had time between the clean ups ( and had to write it twice because their mother accidentally deleted everything she wrote ? ) ? I’m kinda happy with how this turned out, kinda not but anyways ENJOY this request.

Genre : Angst/Fluff

Word count : 5K Sorry

Warnings : A few curse words but you’re used to that from me by now. A little sarcasm on the writer’s part sorry again, Not one bit proofread.

Request : Hey! can I have a JungKook angst with fluffy end in wich you always see him walking at the streets all alone with that bad boy image and there’s something about his aura that really makes you curious so u go talk to him one day but he answers in a rude way so you get really sad and he notices(what where u expecting on talking to a stranger so suddenly anyway right?) but later he regrets the way he talked to you and there’s the fluff ending ? thx!^-^ ( I changed it up a bit I hope that’s okay with you )

Originally posted by jjks

( This is basically my inspiration for the whole thing )

It started out as coincidence that he would pass by and you would look up at the clock to find that it was either 8pm or a few minutes later, never too late and never too early. Then it turned into a game, you were bored and needed a distraction, to time him and see if he ever came late or not at all. Eventually it became curiosity for him and subtle interest.

Jungkook, as you found out through your friend who seemed to know everyone who ever walked the streets, was unbelievable attractive which was what caught your attention the first day. He wore his leather jacket a little oversized but perfectly fitting for him, it was either black or bright red no in between, from time to time he would switch it for leather pants and a black plain shirt. You, not so secretly, looked forward to those days in particular to enjoy how his thigh muscles would move so smoothly. Then spend the rest of the day cursing yourself for being a pervert.

You had taken over your parent’s accessory store for a week while they were on vacation but then chose to stay even after they came back for the fun of it. And for Jungkook. But mainly for the stories and funny occurrences that would take place everyday, from cutesy couples to oblivious boyfriends. Did I mention for Jungkook ?

As more days passed, you found yourself with more and more eager to know about him. The mystery shadow he roamed along with the little information you got of him didn’t make it any better. However, as nosy as you could be, you were shy and he was slightly intimidating to even consider to approach so you settled for just the small second you got of him passing by.

Jungkook was also always by himself; you never saw him interact with another human being whatsoever, and saw him smile just as much. Which was never. His lips, no matter how beautiful they are, never curled into even the tiniest smiles in front of you or showed another expression other than the stern and threatening gaze. He would always walk with straight back, straight face, and perfectly groomed hair radiating the tough guy aura which always sparkled admiration from you, who was the complete opposite. In other words, you were hooked and crushing hard. One-sidedly.

The two times you had, for lack of better term, interacted with him left you with heightened nervousness and desire. One more than the other but you decide which.

The first had been weeks ago, being the one to prick real interest in him, the one to make your heart flutter beyond repair. The clock hit 8pm and, like a routine, you turned closer to the window. A few seconds and he was passing by with the same perfect posture and more than perfect expressionless features. As always, living up to the bad boy image he held with pride apparently.

Jungkook stopped and turned to look at you, not even blinking as he stared intently and directly into your eyes. His head tilted back as if he was posing for a picture, not that you would deny his mode-like existance, maybe he was. Maybe he was making fun of your constant staring. Did he notice ?

If you weren’t frozen in your place with his icy eyes looking through you and heart racing out of your chest as if trying to escape you, probably out of embarrassment, you would have ran away. His stare was too strong, too mesmerizing, and too intoxicating.

Then just like that, he left. You felt small. Like you had been the prey that just been pushed off the space and didn’t exist. He didn’t same fazed by your presence or by looking at you for long seconds, it was unnerving.

The second time was no better, if not worse. But in someway, it was a tad more so you couldn’t mind. After you gathered your breath and your vision.

Jungkook walked into the store when you weren’t paying attention, he had already passed a half-hour prior to that so you didn’t expect it. You just went back to organizing the pieces that just came in that day, humming to yourself one of the popular songs that somehow made it into you unconsciousness.

You turned and there he was standing, his hair pushed back in utter perfection and his leather pants hugging his form in the most sensual way possible, the closest he had ever been. Your heart did a painful flip and dropped, you were startled back a step.

His expression didn’t change one bit even when he met your wide eyes looking back at him. He moved past you to look at the earrings, the same ones he had on, and you wondered why he would consider them since they were completely identical. You noticed because your eyes scanned his every detail with devouring attention because he might never be this near. To repeat it again, you were hooked.

“ Is this the only color you got ?” He spoke softly and just as you expected, his voice was mesmerizing to the ear as well. You never wanted him to shut up.

“ Uh ?” You titled your head a little to look at where he was pointing, focusing more on his fingers than on the actual piece “ Yes, we only have them in silver but I can look in the back for you. Maybe we have more ”

“ No ” He rasped turning away from you again “ Stay there ”. You tried to busy yourself with a few papers, which content you couldn’t even grasp, to distract yourself from the human sculpture at hand reach calling for you. While, of course, stealing a few glances here and there of him. The heat inside of you was going crazy with his mere presence, what was wrong with you ?

“ What do girls like these days ?” Maybe he is one of the clueless boyfriend ? He has a girlfriend ? You internally panicked while moving slowly and calmly towards him from behind the counter. He idly stood in front of the girl bracelet’s section with a confused look and two bracelets in hand. They were complete opposite, one had been the most colorful mess you had ever laid eyes on and the other was complete black with shimmering gray here and there.

“ Most like the colorful ones, especially the pink, that’s the ones that get most sold ” You reached for another showing him while hoping you would stutter, but maybe you could get a little info “ What kind of girl is she ? Maybe I’ll be able to match it for her ”

“ You ” He simply breathed out and your heart did more than stop, you eyes shot up to him and you gulped.

“ W-what ?” There was the nervous stutter. Jungkook wasn’t even looking at you when he smirked, he was definitely mocking you.

“ I meant which one you would like, I think she has the same taste ” He looked you up and down for a moment before nodding. Again, subtle, calm, but unnerving.

“ Ah… I thought… of course not … ” You had to slap yourself in your head to not fuck it up “ I would prefer the black one ” You blurred out.

“ I see, okay ” You took that as your signal to move out of his way and go back to rolling in self-pity over your disaster.

However, you didn’t mind it. You at least got to look at him during the entire time. It not like you had the slightest chance even without a girlfriend, he was clearly out of your league by miles.

Jungkook moved from side to side like he was stalling something, one hand buried in his pockets while the other brushed against the plastic wrapper of whatever caught his eyes. You couldn’t believe that you would ever consider such small action as sensual or in anyway arousing until you saw his fingers feather over the packaging like he was secretly making love to it. Or maybe you were letting your mind run wild.

Get your shit together, Y/N. You scolded yourself shaking your head in disbelief of your own thoughts. Dirty images that involuntarily made their way into your brain. You weren’t so mad about it, for the sake of honesty.

“ T-that would be 40.000 won ” You wrapped in the plastic bag the best you could with your discomposed self.

“ Thank you ” Even though a smile was expected in such situation, he did not faltered.

“ You’re welcome ” You said cheerfully “ Hope you come again ” biting your lip, you looked away. Hope you come again ? That’s the best you could do ? Really ?

Jungkook bowed his head and you missed the slight twitch in his eyebrows as he watched your inner turmoil before finally exiting the store. Probably wondering what the hell was wrong with you and taking a mental note to never comeback.

You remorsefully followed him until he was out of your sight then breathed out a long held sigh. The short meeting didn’t do much to quench your curiosity for him as much as it fueled it further. Which you absolutely needed. Being close, so close, to him was undeniably electrifying. More so than any of the others you’ve been much more intimate with in the past.

His gaze alone, so cold and distant but still entrapping, had drawn you beyond return and left you with more questions than you started out with. Which, again, you absolutely needed.

If he had a girlfriend, why was he never with her ? Because you were sure as hell that if he was your boyfriend you wouldn’t let him wander around looking that hot for everyone to stare at. Maybe a sister ? You locked it away in the back of your mind to deal with it once you didn’t have to close down and go home. You would let the thoughts keep you company through the way, as one does.

~~

Days passed again and nothing particular happened. You would take over the store, as usual, at 1 PM then stay there until 9 before going home. You anticipated seeing him with less patience after the last time, wanting to hear his voice once more and cleanse your soul with the perfectly proportioned features. You were letting your admiration spill again. Not that you would admit it. Okay, maybe you would.

“ It’s raining like hell today ” Your friend whined as she hugged the window and traced lines over the fog of her own continuously produced sighs “ I hate rainy days ”

“ Why ?” You pulled her collar peeling her off the glass that you spent more than enough time wiping down just before she walked in to ruin everything “ It smells nice when it rains ”

“ You know I like complaining, let me live ” She pouted at you before laughing at herself and the disgusted look you gave her.

“ Shut up and leave ”

“ You just want me out to wait for prince charming in peace ” She grabbed her bag and umbrella, purposely avoiding your glare “ You should talk to him already. You’ve been drooling over the thought of it for months now ”

“ We did talk ” You shot back, proud of yourself.

“ You call that talking ? He probably doesn’t even know you exist ”

“ Can you no-”

“ You can’t even deny it ” She chuckled.

“ Leave before I make you regret it ” You stepped toward her threateningly and she backed down with her hands up in feigned defeat but a cheeky smile twisting in her lips.

“ Fine but be careful on the way back. Maybe ask prince charming to take you back ” She quickly ran away before you could unleash your wrath at her.

You waited but he never showed up. This was the first time he had disappeared and it did make you worry about him. Then snap yourself back to reality that you didn’t even know him why were you even worried. That didn’t stop your concern one bit.

The rain was getting heavier and the world darker so you decided to call it a day early and close down, that’s when he showed up. He passed with a fast pace, his shoes creating a disturbance in the rhythmic song the rain was producing. Jungkook walked the opposite way, you didn’t see him go that way earlier but it was as if he had been leaving.

His hair was messy from the rain hitting it repeatedly and his clothes soaked to the core. He also looked fairly unamused. You had a spare umbrella so you thought you could lend it to him. A good deed that you will most likely regret but whatever, he looked like he would catch a cold. You grabbed it and ran after him, not caring about getting wet yourself, he had gotten quite far away but it didn’t take you long to catch up.

“ Excuse me ” You called after him but he didn’t seem to notice or just thought it wasn’t addressed to him. So, you spoke louder “ Jungkook-shi”. This time he stopped immediately and looked over his shoulder at you. You came to a halt in front of him, out of breath and you hair out of place, but you still smiled.

“ How do you know my name ?” The venom in his words shocked the smile out of your face and you stood in the rain perplexed for a moment.

“ I…”

“ Are you a stalker or something ?” He bit his slick lips and swallowed the rest of his words when he could differentiate the tears in your eyes from the raindrops.

“ What ? No … I … Just wanted to … give you this ” Your head dropped low as you pushed the umbrella to him “ I’m really sorry … I didn’t mean to seem … Sorry ”

Jungkook’s eyes fixed onto the umbrella as he took it, more like you forced it on him out of shame, before traveling back to your teary eyes that only stayed on him for a split second. You bowed, formally, then ran back to the store.

Jungkook stood there under the pouring rain for a good minute just glaring at the umbrella like it insulting his whole family, guilt and resentment for himself welling up like the water at his feet.

~~

“ I was wondering when you’ll give up ” It was almost 1p.m and you were still in your bed wrapped completely under the covers to hide your puffy sleepless eyes. Your mom had been teasing you every chance she got about not going to the store since she made a bet with your father and apparently won.

“ I’m just sick, mom, I’ll go once I feel better ” Your voice was raspy from crying but it was a good evidence of a cold so your mom believed you easily.

“ Whatever you say ” She tamed your hair down with an apologetic touch “ There’s chicken soup in the kitchen, have some of it before going back to sleep ”

“ Okay, mom ” You turned your back facing her and buried your face further down your pillow. She walked out your room whispering the words How did she even manage to catch a cold.

You remembered the way he looked at you, with displease. What made you think you could just … You were an idiot.

“ I deserved it ” You mumbled wiping away the last of your tears. Who goes up to a stranger in the middle of a deserted street and complete dark with an umbrella. It was normal he thought you were a stalker. You would be freaked out yourself if that ever happened to you. However, it still pierced your chest how he spoke to you. Like you were the worst person to walk the earth.

Maybe it was time to give up this unrequited crush over him, he seemed like a rude asshole when in the end you were trying to help him. It was creepy on your part but still. You decided that yeah, it has maybe taken too much of your interest already and this was your sign to let it rest and spread your attention on something else. What you mind couldn’t grasp completely is how angry he looked even before you talked to him as if he was about to empty his frustration on the next person and it just happened to be little unlucky you.

After the initial anger faded, Jungkook sunk into guilt every time he remembered the hurt in your eyes. He didn’t mean for it to turn out like this, not one bit. There weren’t really many ways to relay how sorry he was than to actual speak the words but that’s where the problem stood. Jungkook was never really good with words, or anything emotional. Which was the reason behind his outburst, too much pent up emotions that lead to that inevitable downfall.

One argument with his friend/employer had poured in the last drop that eventually drowned the glass to the rim. He had one obvious solution, talking to you the next day. However, you weren’t there. Not that day, not the one after, not even two days down the road. He was getting the unsettling feeling that it was because of him but then again who is he to push you to such decision. He thought. Jungkook, in his head, just considered himself an asshole that you had a mishap with and would brush off in the end. That was why he stayed as the bad boy that passed by the store everyday while pretending to not notice.

Now, instead of you counting down the minutes to 8p.m, he was. Waiting outside of the store for you to show up but it was never you. He found a middle aged lady that didn’t really look approachable – not that he would tell you after finding out it’s your mother – and he was always intimidated by adults. Even though he was supposed to be one himself but it wasn’t very hard to figure out he really wasn’t. Not with his poor sense of control.

Then he saw you, his heart beating in his chest, you were idly sitting inside with your eyes skimming through a book. It felt different, being the one to comfortably look at you. He mustered up the courage he has in him and went inside with slow but long strides.

You looked up from your book to welcome the client and it was none other than Jungkook. He looked as if he had shed his tough look for a casual one, blue loose jeans and an oversized white shirt that hung onto his every chest muscle but you weren’t focusing on that. Definitely not. His hair was messy and down covering his eyebrows and almost half-way his eyes. He looked … normal. Different than you had ever seen him. He looked almost like a puppy. A puppy you would love to -

“ Welcome ” You said with a dead tone, one you didn’t even give your normal clients, and turned back to your book. Ignoring the swell in your heart. Are you a stalker or something ?

“ Look, I …” Jungkook started, not so confident of himself, and you think you actually heard him stutter.

“ What can I help you with ?” You put down the book and stood up, only now taking notice of the height difference between the two of you and you suddenly felt small.

“ I want to say sorry for … That day ” Jungkook lowered his gaze to his own hands with a frown “ I was kinda an asshole ”

“ Kinda ?” You blurred out before realizing and would’ve regretted it if he didn’t slowly nod sighing.

“ Okay, I was ” His eyes met yours again, and no your heart didn’t flutter, “ I had a fight with a friend and it just-”

“ It’s okay, don’t bother yourself with it. I wasn’t expecting an apology anyways from so-”

“ someone like me ” He completed your words and this time you did feel regret. The hurt in his eyes seemed quite, if not more, similar to the one you had that night. “ I understand if you think I’m …”

“ No really, It’s okay, I didn’t take it to heart ”

“ I tried to apologize earlier than this, the day after actually, but you were never here. I waited and waited but you didn’t show up ” At this point, your eyes were wide and googly, your lips parting to speak something that you weren’t even sure of yourself so you settled for silence.

“ I want to make it up for you.”

“ You don’t have to, really, I accept your apology” You forced the smile onto your lips and he smiled back. You never imagines the stern face would have such a cute and lovely bunny smile but it somehow made you giggle to finally see him smile. It took you being called a stalker and getting a bad cold for three days to finally see the expressionless sculpture breaking its mask.

“ Can I at least walk you home ?” His tone was pleading but just in case you didn’t fully get the idea he whispered a muffled please. Who were you to refuse such a request.

“ Sure ” You breathed out with a shrug “ I close up in thirty minutes, if you’re willing to wait that long ”

“ Absolutely can ” Jungkook’s face lit up with a bright and shy smile again. You were starstruck, the all-mighty Jungkook was acting like this with you. Okay, you were ready to forgive him. And it was absolutely not because you were, again, hooked. I think it has been said too many time, you get the idea.

You stole small glances at each other between customers and he followed you with his eyes every time you were helping someone. Indeed, your smile was breathtaking, not that he needed confirmation for it but it was nice.

“ Let me ” He reached up for the metal door, pulling it down for you to lock, you stood back admiring.

“ Show off ” You mumbled under your breath but enough for him to hear. He scoffed before glaring at you slightly nudging you up.

“ What did you say ?”

“ You heard me ”

“ I’ll have you know that I don’t show off, I don’t need to ” He winked sheepishly at you and you just rolled your eyes before pointing at the direction of your house.

“ Whatever you say, your majesty ” You shrugged at the title with a scoff and he just laughed. You don’t think you heard something more beautiful.

“ You should smile more ” You looked down, blushing obviously, fidgeting with the zipper on your bag.

“ You should never stop ”

“ Do you always flirt with people you’re apologetic to ?”

“ No, I don’t usually feel sorry for anything but you … ” He trailed off and, surprisingly, his cheeks turned slightly red.

“ I am … what ?” You arched your eyebrow at him, searching for his eyes that were hidden under his fringe.

“ Okay, can I tell you something but you promise not to laugh ?”

“ Dare I laugh at his majesty ”

“ Stop that ” but he did laugh, slightly but it was there, “ So, I … this is stupid, nevermind.”

“ No, please, go on. You got me all curious ” You pouted at him with doe eyes and how could he refuse such request.

“ I’ve had my eyes on you for a while ” Who sounds like a stalked now, Jungkook He hit himself internally and sighed “ But I didn’t think you would like someone like me

“ Jungkook-shi ” You falttered “ When I said ’ someone like you ’ I didn’t mean it in the pejorative sense but like you were on another level ”

“ What ? Wait… really ?” He laughed, maybe too hard to emphasis his point “ You think I am ?”. You just looked puzzled and it made him giggle even more. “ It funny because I was thinking the same of you ”

You suddenly stopped walking and stared at him in disbelief. Was he mocking you ?

“ Why do you think I never talked to you and even when I did … I didn’t have enough courage to confess then I just fucked it up that night. I didn’t think you would even glance my way or talk to me after that since I was really a jerk to you and you were just trying to give me a bloody um-”

“ Jungkook … Jungkook !” You yelled out and he stopped his continuous blabbering to let you talk “ Confess what ?”

“ I … hmm … this is not how Yoongi-hyung told me it would go ” He ruffled his hair, which only made it fluffier and made you want to touch it even more.

“ Who is yoongi ?”

“ I’ll introduce you next time ” Next time ? There was going to be a next time ? “ Anyways, I came into the shop to ask you out but you didn’t seem-” You started laughing, catching him by surprise.

“ This is really weird ”

“ What is ?”

“ Nothing ” You coughed, aiming for it to end your laugh but you couldn’t help but let out another chuckle “ Please, do go on ”. It didn’t feel like you were talking to the untouchable Jeon Jungkook that used to pass by your store at 8p.m with his gelled up hair and black leather jacket and apparent nasty personality. He was actually pretty nice, more comfortable to be with than you had imagined.

“ I don’t know, you looked like you were more scared than interested ”

“ That was me being interested. If you haven’t really noticed you kinda look intimidating when you’re not-” You stared him up and down as you inched towards your house, and for the first time ever, you wished it was farther away than just this “ Looking like a normal person ”

“ Are you calling me abnormal ?”

“ I am not not calling you abnormal ”

“ You … What ?” Jungkook looked confused and you laughed again. Something you didn’t think you would do much around him.

The two of you eventually stopped in front of your house and it was time to say goodbye. Neither of you wanted to. The street was only lit with a flickering light bulb but it was enough to see the conflict in his eyes as he looked intently and steadily into yours. His gaze seemed to travel away from yours and down your face before it shot back up nervously. You found yourself doing the same, focusing on the small beauty spot under his plump lips to not focus on what you craved more.

“ I … really want to kiss you right now ” He finally spoke and your cheeks heat up at the sudden confession. But, after all, he was speaking what was on both your minds “ But I’m not going to ” He added to your disappointment.

“ Why ?” You tried not to sound desperate but it was kinda not working. Kinda.

“ I want to take it slow, to show you that I really do like you ”

“ you like me ?”

“ Wasn’t that obvious enough ?”

“ Y/N ”

“ You never asked me my name ”

“ I found out the same way you got mine. Sorry again for calling you a stalker ”

“ Can we drop that ?” You felt the embarrassment again from the word.

“ I like you ” Much better.

“ I needed to hear it ” You giggled “ it feels great coming from your lips ”. Maybe you shouldn’t have mentioned his lips because the next moment he was leaning in and they were closer to your eyes. So, you closed them and bit the inner of your cheeks waiting for the impact but it never came. Instead of kissing you, he connected his lips to your forehead and pressed them tightly. His hand held the back of your head as he did so. You were ready to die right there and then, if they let you.

He pulled away biting his own lip looking as flustered as a teenager with his first love. Which you later found out it was true.

You, on the other hand, weren’t so keen on taking it slow when you had been for months. You took the step that separated you and tiptoed to quickly peck him on the lips. Speaking of teenagers with first love complex. It was quick but you got to taste them, and you never wanna be away from it again. However, your cheeks were getting too heated and you were sure they were as red as blood by now. He didn’t look any better so you ran inside.

“ Your umbrella !” He screamed when you closed the garden’s door, waving the item in the air.

“ Give it to me next time ”

“ Next time ?” so there was going to be a next time Jungkook smiled to himself like a fool, moving his body restlessly from side to side while gripping his lips between his teeth.

He was hooked.

“ hold on though ” He mumbled to himself “ what does pejorative mean anyways ? ”

Hope you liked it guys, let me know what you thought as always. Now imma go back to my maid duties.

Cursed (pt 2)

Originally posted by jhopies

pt 1 | pt 2 | pt 3 | pt 4 | pt 5 | pt 6 | pt 7 | pt 8 | pt 9 | pt 10 | pt 11 | pt 12 | pt 13 | pt 14

Cat!Yoongi x Reader AU

Omg thanks for all your responses to Cursed, like there was so many good responses that even though I need to update Interference, here I am with Cursed AHAHAH. Like you guys do not understand how motivated and giddy I get to see such cute and thirsty messages in my inbox >~<

“Cursed?” you repeat in disbelief, “What bullshit is this?”

“It’s not a lie.”

You sit up, narrowing your eyes at him in suspicion. It’s a given that you don’t believe he’s been cursed by some witch when he technically was your cat like hours ago, now turned human.

The more you think about it, you notice the similarities and odd human-like characteristics your cat possessed.

He shrugs nonchalantly, way too calmly for you, “Who knows, all I remember after getting turned is a witch and my real name.”

“You are unbelievable,” you sigh, pushing yourself off the bed. When he moves to follow like he usually does, keening at you to feed him, you stop and push him by his shoulders to stay put.

“St-stay here!” you screech, breathing hard and desperately keeping yourself from the temptation of glancing down at his lap that’s barely covered by the bed sheets, “I-I’m gonna go out and get you some clothes, s-so stay here and don’t move!”

He nods obediently, lying back in bed with his arms crossed behind his head. You think his eyes are closed but you’re wrong, his eyes are focused solely on you, following your every move as you try to change into outdoor clothes to quickly run and get him some clothes to wear. Sure, plenty of times you’ve changed in front of him, as a cat. But now’s different since he’s human, and a man. Last time you checked, you had no experience with a man, and this was a living breathing man lying naked in your bed.

“Um..” you start awkwardly, in the middle of unbuttoning your sleeping shirt, “Could you do me a favor and close your eyes? Possibly cover your face with a pillow..”

You expect him to do as you say, however a sly smirk curls at his lips, his hooded eyes darkening and gazing up at you. His pink tongue peeks out to swipe over his bottom lip rather slowly and sensuously.

“What’s wrong kitten?” he asks, voice a deep slur, “I’ve seen you naked plenty of times as a cat, what makes this time around any different?”

Your faces heats up, blood rushing rather quickly to your cheeks, “J-just close your eyes dammit you perverted cat!”

He chuckles and nods in defeat, turning over onto his stomach to bury his in the pillow. You gasp softly at the muscles of his back, his pale skin beautifully defined under the light of day.

Quickly, you throw on a pair of shorts and a nice blouse, muttering a quiet be right back before you flee the room and grab your car keys.

It’s a major embarrassment at the store when you meet one of your friends, who you have to give in and ask for help on what to buy for a guy.

“Oh~ a guy?~” she coos teasingly, “Looks like you scored one, I’m proud of you!”

You can’t help but roll your eyes, unwilling to spill the truth that the guy was technically your cat of barely half a year.

Nevertheless, she still helps to pick out a few plain t-shirts and slim fitting jeans, you hoping that he doesn’t mind the gray scale colors you picked. Later when she leaves, you quickly pick out underwear and shoes that you hope he’ll wear.

Ultimately, you hope these will fit him, or else you just wasted money on this cat-man-pervert.

When you get home, you let an exhale of relief to find that he’s still in bed waiting patiently under the sheets for you.

“You’re back, finally,” he says with a yawn, reminding you of him in cat form, yawning whenever he wakes up from a nice nap.

“Yeah, I hope these fit you, I had a friend help me..”

Snooping through the plastic bags, he grinned up at you teasingly, “You really have never dated before huh, that’s cute.”

You blush, pouting as you turn away from his gaze, “So?”

“Nothing,” he said before sticking his hand in to rummage through the clothes, “I think these are good, thanks.”

“Good, while you change I’ll start breakfast, okay?” you don’t wait for his response and leave him in your room. Outside, you place a hand over your chest in attempt to calm its fast beats. You may be overreacting but, yes, you’ve never dated, and this is the closest to you getting a man in your bed. Not like you’d want to do such a thing to him. Wouldn’t it be considered beastiality to have sex with him, he was a cat not too long ago.

When you finish cooking a simple breakfast of pancakes and sausage links with scrambled eggs, he’s out of the room and sliding into the island table chair where he usually sits when you eat breakfast.

Glancing once over him, you feel yourself die inside at his outfit. He’s only wearing a plain t-shirt and ripped denim jeans that gives you peeks of his legs, how does someone look so fucking good?

“Like what you see kitten?”

You make a face, setting down a plate in front of him and plopping down beside him with another plate for you, “Don’t flatter yourself you perverted cat.”

He just gives you a smile, a smile you notice is gummy if he widens his mouth enough. It’s cute, you conclude, and something you wish to see more of if possible.

“You stare at me a lot and yet you call me the pervert, am I that good looking?”

“I’m starting to wonder why you got cursed, with that big ego of yours,” you spit back.

Raising his hands defensively, he grinned, his gums peering from under his upper lip, “Calm down, man no wonder you’re a virgin at barely 24, so mean.”

Cheeks flushing, you turn fully towards Yoongi, pouting as you pound on his shoulder with your balled fists.

“Y-you’re the mean one!”

He chuckles, easily catching your wrists in his hands, tugging on them until you’re practically nose-to-nose. You could feel his lips pull into a smirk, hot breath on yours.

“Relax a little,” he whispers, eyes glancing down at what you wish to be your lips, “Is this the closest you’ve ever been to a man? Have you ever kissed a man before?”

You wonder what spurs on these questions, but you don’t feel the need to answer, only the need to feel his soft lips against yours. Funny, he was just your cat hours ago, now he’s some hormonal man sitting here with your wrists gathered in his hands.

His dark eyes search for yours for answers, your mind going blank the closer his face gets. You figure he wants you to answer but your mouth is only able to open and close with no sound escaping.

“I-I…”

“God you’re so cute, it hurts to tease you,” he interrupts, pulling away to continue eating.

With him gone from your personal bubble, you feel the ability to breathe in return. Your heart erratically pounding against your chest because yes, that’s the closest you’ve ever been to a man. As much as you hated to admit, you’ve never kissed anyone, and your friends always spoke so freely of the spontaneous kisses that spark their lives.

But fuck, the little shit was just teasing you, using your inexperience to his advantage. No way are you going to give this narcissistic asshole your first kiss.

You catch a glimpse of his lips and you throw in the towel in defeat, getting up and stalking towards the door in determination to clear your head. His husky voice calls after you, but you ignore it in favor of throwing the door open.

“Oh! Hi!”

You blink and recognize the face of your friend you’d asked for help at the store.

From behind you, Yoongi picks up an unfamiliar voice and is on instinct by your side almost protectively but even the man himself didn’t realize it. He calls your name out and stares lazily at your friend with disinterest.

“Who are you?”

You smack his arm immediately, scolding him like you would if he just ran his claws over what used to be the fine leather of your couch. He merely grins down at you in return.

With a sigh, you introduce the two, your friend’s eyes practically sparkling with interest. She pulls you to the side, whispering while staring at Yoongi, “He’s such a hunk! I don’t know what you did but damn girl, you caught a good one.”

If only she knew the real reason why he’s with you in the first place, you think with a bitter smile. If not for getting a cat, then you would have never been so close to a man, you would continue your life as a workaholic that couldn’t find themselves a significant other.

Yoongi was not a significant other, he was technically your cat, it’d be weird to start dating your cat now wouldn’t it?

“Have you guys… done it yet?”

“Done what?”

“Wow you’re so innocent,” your friend coos, gesturing all over at Yoongi’s body, “I mean look at him, I’m sure you couldn’t keep your hands off him.”

You sputter, realizing the question and vigorously shook your head, “Fuck no! W-we’re not dating if you thought that way!”

She gives you a frown, before waggling a finger in his direction, “You’re telling me you have a gorgeous man in your house and you’re not even together… not even a hook up?”

If only she knew, you think bitterly, noticing Yoongi watch you curiously as you two converse about him.

“Why’d you buy him clothes huh, if I remember correctly, those clothes he’s wearing right now, we picked out together.”

Because he had nothing else to wear, you think, completely bare in my bed.

“Wh-what?”

Fuck. Your whole face bleeds red as both Yoongi and your friend stare at you like you’ve grown a second head.

“Uhhh… did I say that out loud?”

“So if you’re back to human now, are you good then?”

You decided to take out Yoongi after that embarrassment, kicking out your friend, and hurriedly bringing him to the nearest park to venture. That’s how you’d like for it to play out, but in actuality, you wanted to go clear your mind of your dirty thoughts and Yoongi up and decided that he was going to follow you despite you protesting against the idea. Clearly, he won, and was soon constantly complaining every few minutes about the converse highs you bought him, but you told him to suck it up and he would eventually shut up.

Shaking his head, he sighed, his hand rising to finger the linked chains resting over his collar, the metal cold to the touch.

“As much as I’d like to say that I am, unfortunately, no I’m still under a curse.”

Leaning over, you remember the chains that both human and feline Yoongi possessed. Cautiously, poking at the necklace, you look up at him, noticing from your angle how sharp his jaw is and how breath-taking it is to merely look at him from the side. “Does this chain mean anything?”

“Apparently it’s what seals the curse,” he pouts, an expression you find rather adorable, “I’m not sure what it’s going to do, but it’s possible I could switch forms any second–”

Yoongi stops himself, a sharp inhale interrupting his sentence as he squints at something over your shoulder. You can tell the way his eyes glaze over in hatred, turning into slits you find very cat-like.

His tone holds malice and irritation as he stands and grudgingly stalks his way passed you, leaving you with a gruff, “I’ll be right back, stay here.”

And when you turn, you wish you hadn’t, the sight sparks a flame inside you. A feeling you know so well, that ugly little green monster making its usual appearance, however this time, very much more intense than the other times you’ve been jealous.

There’s something about the way Yoongi casually saunters up to a rather beautiful, maybe even model-worthy, woman who casts both Yoongi and oddly you a cynical smirk with her lips shaded a brilliant scarlet. Her eyes holds secrets, and it sets an ominous feeling in your stomach as she holds your gaze for a brief moment before focusing on the man before her.

One thought runs across your mind: Who is she?