Hope this list helps out! Got some of you asking about it so made a full post :)
On Patrol - Season 2 by Ragi (season 1) Officer Jeon still has his eyes on Mr. Adorable. Officer Min is a little bit in love with his neighbor. Captain Kim finds comfort in his new family. It’s happily ever after for everyone…right? I mean, really, what can possibly go wrong?
2, Heartwrecker by yuuami “What if you accidentally fall in love?” Jeon Jungkook is a full-time student and part-time “Heartwrecker”: that is, he gets paid to break up relationships by seducing women away from their partners. His records, much like his appearance, were flawless. But when Jungkook is hired to break up the relationship of Taehyung’s childhood best friend, he finds the presence of overwhelmingly attractive Park Jimin a bit more distracting than he could ever expect it to be…
3, Ocean Eyes by BansheeAHo
Jimin spent a long time trying to gather pieces of his heart with trembling hands, only for Jeongguk to stumble and let it fall to the ground again.
My Favourite Kind of Crime by DulcetSmiles Jeon Jeongguk’s your everyday police officer, working the daily grind and getting through life without much of a care. It isn’t until a certain Park Jimin is transferred to his division that he starts to question things he hasn’t before, coming face to face with feelings he isn’t quite sure of.
That one cliche trope where Park Jimin is so attractive that Jeon Jeongguk finds himself questioning his sexuality.
your little moon face, shining bright at me by cygnus (lucid_wisteria) “Whoa,” Jimin let his mouth slightly hang open in complete awe. His voice– it was rich and dulcet, a beautiful tone that seemed to enrapture the entire audience as well. There was an airiness to his voice, something akin to tender passion intertwined with a soft spirit, effortlessly undulating through the run of notes and ad-libs. No one seemed to care about the small junctures of instability, no doubt from the anxiety he had from his first time performing in front of others, and it was only the subsequent beauty they could focus on, “he’s–”“Hot.” Hoseok finished for him, eyes blown wide with delight. Jimin frowned and gave him an inquisitive leer. He caught Jimin staring, “What?“
Jimin meets someone interesting during one of their open mic nights.
6, Énouement by Hobimii In which Jeon Jeongguk is a chauffeur who’s stuck with a guy that won’t stop requesting a pick up from him. Park Jimin refuses to be taken anywhere if the driver is not Jeongguk. Rich boys are a fucking handful to deal with.
7,Muted love by papa_ya But the words are silent, falling from his lips and rolling soundlessly down the floor. His mouth moves uselessly, trying to emit sound, and sound. He is a marionette on broken strings. What the fuck? Jimin frowns. Concern etches his soft features. Kookie, what’s wrong with your voice?”
Jimin is a model living with his tattoo artist boyfriend. Nine years into their relationship, Jungkook loses his voice. The only cure is to say the thing he has been holding back from saying.
8, Pick me up by Priska
"I’m older, that makes me your hyung.” He explains as if it wasn’t obvious and jungkook has the audacity to actually look offended. “But I’m alpha and you’re an omega. Age doesn’t matter, I’m above you.”
10, We’re headed to nowhere (but nowhere is somewhere to me) by soxfordcomma In which jimin’s husband stopped loving him a long time ago, and the universe wants to bring the glow back to the young man’s cheeks. (This was published a few days ago but guyyyyys I’m already in love with it. After On patrol and Ocean Eyes this is a must read for me)
“Is it possible to fall in love with someone just by the sound of their voice?”
Jeon Jungkook is a twenty-three year old young man, starting his tertiary studies at Seoul National University. He is incredibly independent, handsome, and rich. He is mute. The only thing he loves to do is live inside his own little world full of books and music and photographs.
Park Jimin is a twenty-five year old Assistant Professor in the College of Humanities. He moved 3 minutes away from campus just so he could dedicate more time to researching and teaching. His dream is to become an actual Professor and write books about Japan.
They fall in love.
12, Don’t Think, Don’t Speak, Just Smile for Me by Ragi
Jimin’s not entirely certain that he’ll be alive to see his 18th birthday and finally escape from his father’s abuse, but Jungkook’s music keeps him believing that he might actually make it.
13, The Bet by jonghyunslisterine Where Jeon Jungkook makes a bet that he can get the notoriously single Park Jimin to sleep with him by the end of the semester.Needless to say, things don’t go exactly as planned.
14,Can’t pin me down by busan_brat
Jeon Jungkook is Asia’s biggest pop star and it is Park Jimin’s job to make sure that it stays that way. (This is my forever favourite, it’s super good.)
15, Once upon a timeshare by namakemono
Jungkook is in desperate need of a vacation, but spending two weeks in Namjoon and Hoseok’s timeshare in Okinawa with his recently separated ex of three years was probably (definitely) not what he had in mind.
16, Nice Guy by drpuffles Jeon Jungkook is 23 and already the CEO of SJ Group. He thinks he’s got everything figured out, until he meets Park Jimin.Their lives become more intertwined than Jungkook could’ve ever imagined.
17,Can You Give Me My Breath Backby DeadpanSnarker Six months till the tournament that would decide Jungkook’s future. Six months where he and his team were in dire need to monopolize the ice-rink that had taken a liking to Uni’s new sweetheart. Where Jimin made a bet with Jungkook, which, if Jungkook lost, he would have to be taught how to ‘truly’ skate.
Or as how Jimin had phrased it, ‘By the time I’m done with you, you’ll have fallen in love with figure-skating’. Surely things didn’t work out in Jungkook’s favour.
In their fickle game, Jungkook is in for sex and Jimin is in for love. By the end of the six months, perhaps he would like figure-skating, but he would have adamantly fallen in love with the figure-skater.
The end had finally come and despite the amount of time you spent preparing for it, it still felt like a punch in your stomach. The knot in your throat was painful and your lungs still struggled for air to breathe. Tears clouded your eyes and turned your vision blurry until his face was unrecognizable.
BTS React to you (an idol) sitting in their lap during show
Hi! I’m back! I know you possibly have plenty more requests before me, so of course I’ll be patient. I was wondering if you could do a BTS reaction to you being in a popular girl group and you’re at an award show and during your solo in the love song, you sit on his lap and sing to him because you’ve always had a crush on him, but no one knew. :)
I AM SO SORRY THIS HAS TAKEN SO LONG TO POST. MY LIFE HAS BEEN CRAZY LATELY AND WORK HAS BEEN LITERALLY SUCKING MY SOUL OUT OF MY BODY LITTLE BY LITTLE.
Thank you for being patient, again I’m sorry it’s so late. T_T
“Woah, what in the world?” “Oh my god what is going on right now?”
He would be so shocked/shy/embarrassed (he’s feeling all of the emotions tbh). He’s not used to someone coming on so strong, and isn’t sure how to react.
He would be in a daze the rest of the show, constantly asking his hyungs “Did that just happen?”
“She really did that? During her love song?”
“…… hyung, what do you think it means?”
He would find it really attractive. You taking charge and being so ‘in your face’ about it would make a strong impression on him. Even if he hadn’t noticed you before that moment, he definitely notices you now.
It would make him so giddy and happy. The rest of the show he wouldn’t be able to stop grinning like a fool.
He would constantly bug the other members about it.
“She’s pretty. How is she so pretty?”
“Maybe I should make a move? She’s clearly interested.”
“Yah, what company is she from? Are they allowed to date?”
He would be so shook, he would think someone was playing a joke on him. Why else would such a popular girl idol just come up and lay all over his lap?
“Am I being pranked right now? Is this for real?”
When you plop down in his lap he would not have a clue what to do. He would just give you those pretty brown puppy eyes and look at you in nervous awe.
Tae is usually all for music show hi jinks, and likes anything that shakes up the status quo a little bit. He would play along, but underneath it would get to him., you would make his heart flutter.
He would ask around about you, and the stunt you pulled after the show.
“Is that part of the routine? Does she do that every performance?”
“No? Then why would she do it to me?”
He would have such crush on you afterward.
This boy would love it so much, honest to god.
Imagine this: Jiminie’s had a little too much to drink while watching the sets, and he’s flushed and happy, and a little bit horny.
He would play it up and give you his best sexy smirk, before leaning in and beginning to ask “Is my lap comfortable? You know what else is just as comfortable? My face.”
You expect him to exaggerate and do something funny in return, because Jin is the KING of drama and comedy.
He doesn’t react how you think though. He becomes shy and politely just sits there, face blushing bright red.
“Can you believe she did that? My face was so hot I thought it was going to melt off.”
He wouldn’t be able to stop blushing, and would just be speechless the rest of the night.
You would think he would be put off or irritated, because Yoongi has self proclaimed that he doesn’t need a girlfriend/ doesn’t have time for that stuff.
However he would be such a fluff-ball about it. Yoongi is a simple man, and like all simple men he likes a pretty girl.
So you sitting in his lap would not be a hindrance.
“This awards show has been amazing.”
“I hope she’s at the next one, might actually make it worth going to.”
Do you ever think about the fact that Alex rhymed the word ‘fireball’ with ‘rigamarole’? Or the fact that he managed to use the word 'rigamarole’ in a song in general?? And in the same song that repeats 'shoo-wop’ eighteen times? Just some mid-day lunch thoughts.
Newt watched from a safe distance, green eyes glazed over with longing as he saw you dance with another man. He knew, somewhere deep down, that Tina was right to tell him that. It had been months now, since he first met you, and nowhere in that time did he ever work up the courage to tell you how he felt. He always just stood aside, heart breaking more and more as the days just flew by. Because, you weren’t his, and no matter how bad he wanted you he couldn’t bring himself to try and have you.
“I…” He paused, eyes never leaving you as the man you danced with dipped you low. He may not be the perfect dancer, but that should’ve been him. “I’m sure she’s perfectly happy, I won’t bother-”
The wizard looked up to see Queenie crossing her arms over her chest, clearly frustrated with his inaction.
Jacob was amused by the whole thing, giggling to himself as Newt was berated by the beautiful witch. But, she was right as well, if he did nothing his current situation wouldn’t change, and he’d be stuck pining for a woman the rest of his life. Because, he knew no one would ever compare to you.
He swallowed the nervous lump in his throat, chewing on the inside of his lip as he stood from the chair. He was still for a moment, looking intently at the surface of the table as he debated his next move. Nothing seemed perfect though, and with all the courage he could muster he removed his coat, placing it over his case before striding over to the dance floor. He tugged on his bow tie anxiously, heart beating wildly as he grew closer to you.
“Um….so sorry, but-” He tapped the shoulder of the man you were with, some employee from MACUSA he had seen briefly before when he first got arrested by Tina so long ago. The gentleman turned, smiling at him before letting you go as if he knew what Newt wanted. The young man bowed to you, and then left.
The Hufflepuff smiled nervously, licking his lips as he tried to speak to you. “May I?” He gestured towards your hand, the music now starting as the next band got up on stage. You blushed when you realized his intentions, and with a deep breath you nodded trying to calm your heart.
“Of course, Newt.”
The wizard reached for your hand, his fingertips sending tingles up your arm as they brushed across your palm. He lifted your arm up, his other hand coming to sweep around your waist and rest gently on your lower back.
“Is this alright, I’m afraid I’m not great at dancing.”
With a giggle you shook your head, inching closer to the wizard as you laid your palm on his shoulder. “This is perfect.”
Newt stared at you for a second, a mixture of feelings swirling his mind. He couldn’t stop thinking about how beautiful you looked, or how warm your touch was against him, or how sweet your perfume smelled. He never thought you’d be this close to him, and it was now he realized he couldn’t let this slip from his grasp. He needed you, and hopefully you needed him.
The music slowly began, the sounds of the piano bringing everyone on the dance floor to a start. He tugged you near, turning you both as he led the dance. He never once stopped looking at you, his gaze was permanently fixed on your beautiful features and he just wanted to sketch this memory into his mind forever.
“You look beautiful…”
At his words, you looked up at him, turning several shades of red when you noticed just how close his lips were. The air you breathed was practically one another’s, and at any moment you felt like you’d faint from the proximity.
You nuzzled your head into his neck, trying to hide the blush you had. All that did for him though was make every nerve in his body come to life, his desire for you only growing.
The both of you swayed gently to the music, enjoying the company of the other as you tried hard not to succumb to the butterflies in your stomachs.
Newt spun you when the song grew louder, and as you came back into his embrace his eyes met those of Queenie from across the room, and she had this devilish smirk that not only said she was right, but for him to make the finishing move.
He sighed deeply, calling your name weakly as he tried to settle the doubt he felt. “Y/N…”
You removed yourself from his shoulder, looking up at him expectantly as you waited for him to speak.
Newt studied your expression, looking for answers he’d only get by asking. Yet, you being so close to him, he just needed to spill it all out. He let out a shaky breath, the heat between your faces getting to him. He was so attracted to that warmth, and he wanted to just dip forward and take your lips into a heated kiss, like all those daydreams he had. But, how to ask for it, how to even say it was mind boggling.
As the song slowed to the end, he took his chance, letting the music and the atmosphere speak for him. His lips caressed across yours, eliciting a soft sigh from you. It took only a moment to react, and as the dance slowed to a halt your mouths pressed firmly together.
“He’s not my roommate! He doesn’t pay rent! He’s just some bum sleeping on my couch!” You were sick of seeing Wen Junhui’s face in your house. He was the best friend of your best friend and currently between places, since his landlord evicted him before he had found a place to stay you agreed to let him stay for a month or so whilst he was between apartments. He had been between apartments for ten months now. You were at the end of your tether with him. He was messy and loud and obnoxiously flirty with everybody. He would often invite his many friends over without asking or even warning you and they were always loud. He also prevented you from playing on your precious PS4 since he decided he’d claim for his own. You were done.
“Well, he can’t be that bad.” Your eyes rolled to the back of your head at the statement. He was. He really was that bad.
The two of you reached your door and the deep voiced shouts could be heard loudly in the hallway. You fit your key into the lock and pushed the door open, the gym bag you had left with earlier dropping to the floor just outside the porch area where you left your shoes. Your friend EunJae followed quickly after your actions and awkwardly scuttled into the apartment.
“Y/N! Is that you?” Jun’s voice echoed around the apartment above the commotion. You strolled into the living room of the apartment and looked over at the five people spread out over the couches. Odd. Jun usually had twelve friends over but they seemed to be missing. The conversation that had previously been buzzing around the room had dulled and you gave Jun a pointed look, EunJae lingering in the doorway.
“What do you want?” Your arms crossed over your chest and your exasperation at the situation was visible. You did not want to talk to him.
“I was just going to ask if you got more milk, but damn, now I think I want you” A playful smirk spread across his face and you wished in that moment that you hadn’t found him so attractive. His face however, did not dull your annoyance. His inappropriate comment only worsened it.
“Fuck you, JunHui.”
“Well, if you’re offering”
“You must be talking to your hand, the only thing that would fuck you.”
- I decided why not and wrote a drabble with Lancey Lance -
The smell of cinnamon, chocolate, and other pastries filled your nose as you entered the familiar coffee shop. When you had first moved to this town, you had made it your mission to find the best (and cheapest) coffee shop in town, and this cafe had been the winner.
You came here every morning, got your coffee, and started on your work for the day. It was a great set up, especially because of the cute boy who came every day, right after you. The tall, lean boy with tan skin and dark blue eyes that would come in every day - get his coffee, and flirt with everyone in the vicinity until he left. He was well known in this cafe, and although you hadn’t shared many words with the guy, you had learned his name from the gossip - Lance.
You don’t know why you let yourself fall for such an egotistical man.
“Morning, hermosa,” You heard his voice again, aimed right at you. He winks, before returning to the back of the line. You found yourself blushing at this compliment, before telling yourself to snap out of it. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. As you reached for your coffee, you reminded yourself that you only had an hour before your first class at the Uni.
A voice wafted through the cafe: “Yes, one medium caramel latte, extra sugar, although i’m sure it’ll be pretty sweet. Why?” A low chuckle was heard before the voice added, “Because you’re making it of course!”
You rolled your eyes at his blatant advances on the waiter. He flashed her one of his million dollar smiles as she handed him his coffee, (and her heart), and he turned and walked through the cafe, laptop tucked under his arm. He sat one row behind you, on the opposite side, so that you had a perfect view of him.
Holy crap, how do you study now?
He didn’t seem to mind though, and quickly opened his laptop. His fingers danced across the keyboard as he typed his own masterpiece. You forgot where you were for a second, and let your eyes land on the man’s concentrated face. ‘God why is he so attractive?’ You asked yourself. You slumped your face slightly on your fist, and let out an almost inaudible sigh.
“Enjoying the view?” He asked you, flashing one of his cocky grins at you. Your face turned beet red and you rushed to pack your things and get out of there. You heard him chuckle as you picked up your coffee and turned on your heels toward the door.
“See you tomorrow, hermosa,” He called out to you as you walked out. Your face flushed even more, to the point that you felt like your face was on fire.
You had got to find a better cafe.
*Hermosa/Hermoso (for males) translates to beautiful or gorgeous.