still in bed at 3pm

She Doesn’t Like Me

So I wrote a fluffy piece of shit in my lecture today instead of making notes, so here it is. I feel like I owe you, we have’t posted much in a while! Let me know what you think of my shitty excuse of an imagine.

Pairing: Steve x Reader
Word count: 1,265
Category: Fluff, College AU
Summary: You go to visit Steve in his college house, finding he has not only completely forgotten you were visiting, but is also apparently harbouring some feelings you had never known about.

When you knock on the door, at first nobody answers. You stand outside with your suitcase, checking the address, worried you had the wrong house. When you have confirmed you are in fact in the right place, you knock again firmly, this time hearing a thundering of footsteps from inside.

The door swings open and you are presented with a face you do not recognise staring at you in confusion. You look at your phone again, checking the address for the third time, the stranger still standing in the open doorway in silence, waiting for you to talk.

“Urmm…does Steve live here?” You ask, smiling tentatively.

“Oh, yes. Sorry. You must be (y/n)?” The stranger says, stepping to the side and gesturing for you to walk into the house.

“Yeah, and you are?”

“Oh, Bucky. Steve said you were arriving tomorrow?” He says, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

“Well Steve is wrong. Clearly.” You say with a short laugh. “Where is the idiot?”

“Asleep. We urr…had a pretty heavy night last night.” Bucky explains awkwardly, grabbing your suitcase for you and leading you up the stairs. “He may be pretty dead, just as a warning.”

“I’ve dealt with him after worse.” You say, brushing it off, Bucky look at you curiously. “I will tell you all the stories later.”

“Excellent.” He grins, putting your suitcase down on the landing and pointing at a door. “This is Steve. Enjoy.”

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When They Love You

Jimin 

 when you’re running your hands through his hair after long day of practice and performing and perfecting and the only sound he hears is the inhales and exhales of your breath against the television that he isn’t paying attention to, he loves you. when you’re denying your sleepiness because it’s 3AM and you’re wrapped in his sweaters trying to salvage his scent while he’s across the ocean in 6PM yearning for yours and talking senselessly because your voice is his lullaby and his is your wake up call, he loves you. when he remembers you leaving finger prints all over the window to the pet shop and the puppies mirroring your action and your cooing finally doing it so he’s got a fussy puppy in his hands on the way home from the airport for the smile in your eyes when you see the puppies but- god the smile in your eyes when you see him, he hopelessly loves you. when you’ve shuffled through a pile of chips to find his favorite ones and people are giving you weird looks because there are chips all over isle 6 and he can’t even be embarrassed because you’re still so determined to get him his absolute favorite chips, he loves you. when your arms are wrapped tightly around your dads crisp black suit and you’re walking - no floating down the walkway with vows written in your eyes like an ethereal gift from heaven that he’s been granted permission to cherish forever, he’s ready to love you forever

Yoongi 

It’s when he comes home to you poking and prodding at a raw chicken and a lingering smell of something innocent be burnt and the guilty doe eyes you give him when you hear him chuckle as you try to explain with we always eat out and you’re probably tired of fried chicken so I tried to bake the chicken but I think I killed an already dead chicken so you order fried chicken again, he loves you. when it’s almost 2AM and he wants to murder the song he’s trying to piece together but a soft knock on the door and the smell of coffee stops him because you’re wrapping his favorite neck pillow around him and handing him his special coffee that only you can manage to perfect, he desperately loves you. when you’re trying to decide what kind of pillows to buy because cotton stuffed doesn’t seem to be doing the trick so he’s whacking you with goose pillows and your trying to shove silk down his shirt and end up getting kicked out so cotton stuffed pillows will have to do now, he loves you. when you whisper I love you in the dark with soft touches and gentle squeezes on tired bones instead of words after long days, he knows he loves you. 

Jungkook 

 when he’s crawling into bed past midnight and letting the sound of your heart beat lull him to sleep and the scent of your perfume calm his erratic heart beat, he loves you. when his voice is barely escaping his throat and the recording booth is collapsing on him so the soft pinging of his phones and the sweet messages reminding him that he’s got a pile of his favorite noodles courtesy of you, including you, at home, he loves you. when his back becomes your favorite mode of transportation and your giggles are his favorite song on long nights and starry walks, he loves you. when he’s a thousand miles away and he can’t stop exchanging those ridiculous dubbed videos of yourself with each other even though he knows it’s past your bedtime and he’s on in five, he loves you. when he’s holding back sobs as he clutches onto you for dear life and you stroke his hair and promise him that we’re still learning and that it’s okay, he loves you unconditionally

Taehyung 

when the stars spell your name in glitter and gold and the wind whispers your promises to each other in tender touches on the hood of his car, he loves you. when your hands are locked so tightly around one another in the dark with urgent I’ll be back soon’s and Call me everyday’s so there’s no room for emptiness between your exchanges because loneliness fills the gaps just enough, he loves you. when the roses in your hands mimic the colors of your cheeks as he shows up on your doorstep back from a very empty and very lonely month and you’re eyes light up like the first day he held your hands, he loves you. when the lights are too bright and the screams are too loud but your voice is like a mixtape that can’t be paused so he’s drenched in exhaustion but willingly drowning in your voice, he loves you. when there’s a little girl clinging to his leg and two little boys tugging at his hair while you’re hustling and bustling in a kitchen three sizes too small and sneaking glances at him that spell l-o-v-e, he knows he’ll always love you. 

Hoseok 

when your screams mingle with his at an ungodly hour where it’s either too early or too late into a river too vast and too wide to contain all your frustrations so you settle for cracked laughter and gentle hugs to heal the wounds, he loves you. when the dancer won’t dance and his mind feels like it’s been left alone for too long but your gazing at him from the corner of the room like he paints the skies blue every morning, he loves you. when it’s Saturday the bed is still warm at 3PM and he’ll never forget the feeling of your fingers on his skin and the sound of his name on your tongue, he loves you. when you’re pouting because there’s no more bubbles in the container labeled Bubbly Bubbles for Bathing so some unknown force of affection makes it his duty to kiss the curl in your lips away, he loves you. when it’s the middle of fall and he really does love you too much to say no so he’s squinting into the dark hoping that some creature doesn’t scurry out from below and god he hates halloween, he still loves you. 

Namjoon 

when you specifically told him to not touch the thingy but he still touches the thingy so now you’re sneaking out of a dimly lit store with sweaty palms and childish giggles and too much adrenaline in your veins, he loves you. when you feel insignificant against his chest but the look in his eyes are all the reassurance that you need because you’re the only significance in his life, he loves you. when it’s hard to fall asleep 4000ft in the air and his headphones can’t block out the distance between him and you and his heart aches, he loves you. when his dirty sneakers overlap your dirtier sneakers against the pale marble of some restaurant too fancy for your sneakers but just right for the shimmery dress you wore above them and he’s down on one knee letting you know that you’re getting married in these dumb matching sneakers, he loves you. when he’s letting the taste of your lips consume him so he can function for another day and you’re promising him he’ll function for eternity, he loves you

Seokjin 

when his mom won’t stop cooing at you hunched over the stove and ushering him far away so you send him an apologetic look that looks rather unapologetic, he loves you. when you’re pretty sure its illegal to be at the park at this hour but he’s already spreading the blanket and you’re already munching on his food with the stars reflected in your eyes and no hint of remorse, he loves you. when its negative something degrees outside but hey the hot chocolate afterwards will be worth it so he’s willing to freeze his ass off as long as your kisses are the ones melting him, he’s in loves with you. when your hands are in his but they’re still tugging at his heart and your eyes are dilated and dazzling all the same, he knows he’ll never stop loving you. 

~Admin N

I’m sorry I’ve been so inactive! But I’m back! So here’s an OT7 shitpost I wrote half asleep for you lovelies. /barely edited/