the ramen is boiling

depression tips™
  • shower. not a bath, a shower. use water as hot or cold as u like. u dont even need to wash. just get in under the water and let it run over you for a while. sit on the floor if you gotta.
  • moisturize everything. use whatever lotion u like. unscented? dollar store lotion? fancy ass 48 hour lotion that makes u smell like a field of wildflowers? use whatever you want, and use it all over. 
  • put on clean, comfortable clothes. 
  • put on ur favorite underwear. cute black lacy panties? those ridiculous boxers u bought last christmas with candy cane hearts on the butt? put em on.
  • drink cold water. use ice. if u want, add some mint or lemon for an extra boost.
  • clean something. doesn’t have to be anything big. organize one drawer of ur desk. wash five dirty dishes. do a load of laundry. scrub the bathroom sink. 
  • blast music. listen to something upbeat and dancey and loud, something that’s got lots of energy. sing to it, dance to it, even if you suck at both.
  • make food. don’t just grab a granola bar to munch. take the time and make food. even if it’s ramen. add something special to it, like a hard boiled egg or some veggies. prepare food, it tastes way better, and you’ll feel like you accomplished something. 
  • make something. write a short story or a poem, draw a picture, color a picture, fold origami, crochet or knit, sculpt something out of clay, anything artistic. even if you don’t think you’re good at it.
  • go outside. take a walk. sit in the grass. look at the clouds. smell flowers. put your hands in the dirt and feel the soil against your skin.
  • call someone. call a loved one, a friend, a family member, call a chat service if you have no one else to call. talk to a stranger on the street. have a conversation and listen to someone’s voice. if you can’t, text or email or whatever, just have some social interaction with another person. even if you don’t say much, listen to them.
  • cuddle your pets if you have them/can cuddle them. take pictures of them. talk to them. tell them how u feel, about your favorite movie, a new game coming out.
Stupid (Yoongi/Reader Fluff)

Summary: It’s 2:45 am and Min Yoongi’s at your door. Stupid.

(( Note: Lol, hey guys… Guess who’s not dead. *Me (I think)* Sorry I went on hiatus out of nowhere :/ Can’t say that I’m back officially because like the last time I said that I was gone three months after (hehe). So I’m semi back I guess? I’ve been missing those active Tumblr days so much, I wish I can be on more, idk what will happen in the future but I’ll try my best to post more scenarios and just overall be more active :) HOPEFULLY SMH—Also I know nothing about piano/music writing, I apologize for any mistakes and please please listen to the song it’s really pretty ))

Literally, what the hell.”

You stared at your best friend, completely dumbfounded by the fact that you were even staring at him considering that it was pitch black and cold as shit out. In other words, it was 2:45 in the morning and no other than Min Yoongi was standing there right in front of you, hands stuffed deep into his large coat along with a fluffy scarf wrapped countless times around his head, hot air from his mouth puffing out into the frozen winter air. 

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anonymous asked:

do it kat. write that narukono time travel fix-it. drag us farther into hell.

*dumps this in front of you as a distraction/tribute*

Naruto is pretty sure he has a crush.

It is absolutely, definitely not on any of the many assorted women Jiraiya has dragged him to meet in the name of information gathering, even though he’s sure they’re perfectly nice ladies. But he’s seen Jiraiya disappear into their brothels a few too many times for comfort, and even when the pervert tries to hint that he should take one of them up on their offers to make him a man Naruto just plays dumb.

It’s kind of insulting that Jiraiya always buys it. Naruto might think at things differently, but that doesn’t make him stupid.

He’s also not a perv like Jiraiya, so there’s that, too.

But, the last few times Jiraiya has been otherwise occupied for the night—which usually means Naruto will actually be left to his own devices for the next week or so, until Jiraiya has burned through all of his cash and whatever he can bum off of Naruto—he’s ended up talking to the same stranger. Never at the same place twice, but—randomly. By the river washing clothes, or in the market buying dinner, or at a ramen stand that’s almost as good as old man Teuchi’s, or at the best camping spot along the road.

After the third time, Naruto thinks about being suspicious. He and Jiraiya are hardly falling a set path, after all, and to keep bumping into the same stranger—that probably means something. But—

But he’s nice.

It probably says a lot, that Naruto is still so unused to people showing him any sort of kindness at all.

“You must have been training pretty hard,” the man says, the first time they talk. He’s eyeing Naruto’s scorched, battered clothes with something that might even be respect, and he meets Naruto’s startled look with a smile as he tugs the blue scarf from around his neck.

“Uh, I try my best!” Naruto says, offering him a smile in return even as he rubs the back of his head a bit sheepishly. His clothes are in a pretty horrible state; Naruto isn’t sure he’s going to be able to patch them enough to wear, though Jiraiya probably won’t notice either way. He might even start campaigning for Naruto to switch to being a girl again so they can travel that way. It’s not that Naruto minds being a girl, but he doesn’t want to play eye-candy for his perv of a godfather. That’s just creepy.

“I could use some practice, if you want to spar,” the man offers. He grins, and adds, “I’m Kono—uh. I’m Konomaru!”

Well, that was…suspicious. Naruto eyes him for a second, but when he doesn’t sprout tentacles and fangs or start monologuing, he figures the guy is probably okay. He’s not getting any weird vibes off of him, at least, and Naruto even gets those off Jiraiya, as fond as he is of the pervert.

“Nice to meet you!” he answers cheerfully. “I’m Naruto!” Jiraiya’s drilled him on not offering a last name—or his status as a jinchuuriki, but Naruto would hardly tell anyone that willingly under pain of death—while they’re nominally laying low, so he doesn’t immediately announce his dream, either. No need to connect all the pieces for him if this guy is an enemy.

But, when he glances up, there’s no sign of villainous posturing about to start. Instead Konomaru is smiling, gentle and almost fond as he looks at Naruto, and—

It’s really not a way anyone has ever looked at Naruto before. Not even Iruka looks at him quite like that.

A little flustered, he ducks his head, pulling his black t-shirt off and dumping it with the rest of his things to be washed.

Konomaru promptly makes a noise like he’s choking on his tongue.

“You okay?” Naruto asks cautiously, watching him cough and turn red.

“Yep!” the man squeaks, in a pitch way higher than any Naruto has heard since Kiba hit puberty. He fans his red face with one hand, still coughing. “Sorry, uh, water. Went down the wrong way.”

Naruto’s fairly certain he wasn’t drinking, but he just shrugs and goes back to his clothes, debating whether to get his needle and thread first or just wash them. Probably better to see if they can be salvaged at all first.

“Are you a ninja too, then?” he asks, digging through his pack. He’s getting low on thread, but given how ripped his jacket is from the last time he experimented with the Rasengan, it’s not going to matter.

“I am!” Konomaru sounds a lot cheerier. “I even made jounin at seventeen!”

He’s probably a bit over that now, Naruto thinks. Nineteen, maybe? “That’s awesome,” he agrees, grinning up at the man. “I’m going to make jounin soon too, believe it!”

“I’m absolutely sure you will,” Konomaru says, giving him that smile again.

They never get that spar, since Jiraiya ends up getting kicked out of town for propositioning the headman’s wife while drunk, but they talk the next few times they run into each other. Each meeting is a few weeks apart, in different villages, but it’s clear they’re both traveling and Konomaru is delighted to see him every time.

It makes something warm twist in Naruto’s stomach, and…it’s not the loud-bright pay attention to me that Naruto felt about Sakura. It’s a little quieter, a little sharper, and sometimes when it’s dark he lies awake in his bedroll and just…thinks about Konomaru.

It’s probably definitely a crush.

“You know,” Konomaru says one night as they’re setting up camp together, Jiraiya back in the town and water for ramen waiting to be boiled. (It’s Konomaru’s favorite food too, and Naruto thinks that just makes him even more awesome.) “You said you’re training with a master, but…I haven’t seen him around.”

“He’s busy,” Naruto says, and keeps it cheerful through long practice lying about things like that. It’s not precisely a lie, because Jiraiya is busy, and he’s definitely doing important work, but—

Naruto just wishes that sometimes their training was more than just being told what to do before Jiraiya disappears again.

When he glances up, Konomaru is looking away, scratching at his cheek with a slightly uncertain expression. He swallows nervously, glancing at Naruto and then away again, and says abruptly, “My—my name’s actually Konohamaru. Sarutobi Konohamaru.”

Naruto blinks. He takes in the familiar blue scarf, the faint flush, the face stripped of its baby fat, and—

“Like—like my Konohamaru?” Naruto asks disbelievingly.

Konohamaru flushes further, ducking down to hide the bottom of his face in his scarf. “I time-traveled to save you,” he blurts. “And—and I’m going to help you save the world and then I’m going to save you because—because you’re Boss and you’re my rival and definitely have to make it to Hokage again so I can beat you…” He trails off, his face as red as the Hokage’s robes, and makes a noise of despair. “Oh gods, I screwed it up, that was supposed to sound cool and I totally failed, Boss, I’m so sorry but you’re so cute like this!”

Naruto is still kind of stuck on the time-travel and save the world parts.

And the cute part. Definitely that.


But that’s definitely Konohamaru, loudly berating himself for being so uncool, and Naruto can’t help but laugh. Konohamaru glances up at him warily, like he’s just waiting for Naruto to take off running, but Naruto just offers him a smile.

“So where do we start?” he asks cheerfully.

Konohamaru’s face screws up like he’s about to cry, jounin or not, and he throws himself across the space between them to slam into Naruto’s chest, wrapping his arms around his waist and wailing, “Boss is still definitely the coolest!”

There’s heat creeping up Naruto’s cheeks, but he just swallows and ignores it, patting Konohamaru on the head. “Saving the world?” he prompts.

Konohamaru brightens. “I have a list!” he says proudly.

He does indeed have a list. And it starts with tracking down another jinchuuriki and learning how to make friends with the Kyuubi.

Naruto definitely gets the feeling that he’s not going to be bored again for a very long time.

(They leave Jiraiya a note. Naruto almost feels bad for that. But definitely not enough to change his mind.)

new beginnings.

2,402 words | fluff; warnings: none.
meeting at a coffee shop au + shin hoseok

a/n: ramen shop owner!wonho is a concept that most definitely needed to be written. and who knows? perhaps i might even take requests for this~

(i really have been considering taking requests after i’m done with the ones in my inbox. just like drabbles / companion pieces to things i’ve written like heaven is a place on earth, rule breakers, cave me in, etc.)

Originally posted by wonhontology

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Lost Track of Time pt. 2

|| Pt. 1 || Pt. 2 || Pt. 3

Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Angst/Fluff (just a pinch of fluff)

Summary: You were angry, he had no more patience and when you left, he was broken. He wanted nothing more than to mend the cracks that had split his heart in two.

Word Count: 1680

Warning: curse words…that’s it

Originally posted by kookiesforjimin

Jungkook sat on the floor clutching onto the platinum watch for what seemed like eons. He sat there on the cold, hard floorboards throughout the entire night going through the argument you two had in his head. He mentally beat himself up every single time the image of your tear stained face popped into his mind. 

Night turned into day, and Jungkook still sat there on the ground. He felt like he just lost his entire world. You, his everything, left and it was all his fault. Never in the span of your two-year relationship, did an argument ever escalate to the point of you leaving. You disappearing and the absence of your belongings gave Jungkook a giant wake up call. He never realized just how easily you could fall from his grasp until you had slipped away.

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holy shit I love my PL team

I Am You, You Are Me || Soulmate!Soonyoung || Oneshot

Originally posted by visual-17

GENRE: fluff, soulmate!au, non-famous, convenience stores, college kids

WORDS: 3413

BLURB: Are ugly sweaters a trend nowadays?

A/N: Obviously heavily inspired by Zico’s song of the same name. Have been wanting to finish this for FOREVER, and finally! It’s also my first gender-neutrel fic so please go easy on me. Hope you guys like :)

“Hyung! Could you get me some ramen from the convenience store?”

“Why can’t you get it yourself?”

Chan swivelled in his chair to face the older boy, pouting slightly. “I’m studying! And it’s cold outside. These finals are really important, you know this! What if I catch a cold out there?”

A loud sigh came from the couch where Soonyoung was laying on. “Then eat the ramen we have! Mingyu just went grocery shopping yesterday.”

“But I want my favourite…” The younger boy was petulant and Soonyoung found himself sighing again, sitting up to face his favourite dongsaeng. The kid looked exhausted – what he needed was sleep, not ramen – but one look at that pout and Soonyoung was slowly standing up, though not without a bit of groaning and feigned reluctance.

“You’re lucky I love you kid,” Soonyoung muttered, searching for a sweater and his keys. Chan’s lips quirked up into a grin. “Thanks hyung. You’re the best.”

“Yeah yeah.” Soonyoung wandered into his room and grabbed the first thing off the floor, pulling it over his head. When he walked out Chan was scrunching his nose at him.


“You’re wearing that?” the younger boy asked with disdain.

“What? It’s comfy!”

“It’s ugly.”

“It’s late. No one’s going to look at what I’m wearing.”


“Do you want your ramen or not?” Soonyoung threatened. Chan just shrugged, turning back to his work. “Do whatever you want hyung. I’m just saying you never know when you’ll bump into your soulmate and I doubt you want to be caught in that ugly sweater.”

Soonyoung just rolled his eyes and left the dorm. Instantly, a cold whip of air hit him. Ugly or not, he’d rather be warm in the thick sweater than freeze to death trying to make a good impression, soulmate be damned.

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Summary: Kihyun gets a new hairstyle and isn’t overly fond of it. Wonho really likes it, maybe more than he should. 

Fandom: Monsta X

Pairing: Wonho/Kihyun (Kiho)

Rating: Explict 18+

Genre: Realistic Fiction, Smut

Word Count: 5,736

Characters: Wonho, Kihyun (May be written slightly out of character)

Disclaimer: Any writing submitted by myself does not reflect the real members of Monsta X or Starship Entertainment. Any dialog or actions written in this piece is based solely on fiction and does not infer that the members would act this way. This was created purposely for fan entertainment and is not factual.

This fic is dedicated to all of you thirsty Kihyun stans, whether Kihyun is your actual bias or your wrecker. He be messing with your lives and I’m here just to make it worse~ 

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Larrie before Larrie #5
  • Harrie: *is having a bad day* hey Lou
  • Lewie: hiya I'm making dinner *stir stir*
  • Harrie: but that's just cup ramen
  • Lewie: yes I'm very talented in Asian cuisine
  • Harrie: *smiles softly*
  • Lewie: you're okay?
  • Harrie: I don't know
  • Lewie: come on, eat with me. We'll figure it out
  • Harrie: I'm not hungry
  • Lewie: you'll change your mind after tasting my ramen. I'm the best at boiling water
  • Harrie: *chuckles* you're silly
  • Lewie: but I got u to smile *smiles back*
Killer King Secret Talk

Haruhi: Hah, I’m so hungry. I’m so hungry, I could die. I can’t even take another step. Yuduki, help me~

Yuduki: Haru, you’re heavy. Don’t lean against me.

Miroku: How careless. If you don’t train your body properly, you’ll quickly get exhausted. We still have a dance lesson, data collection for That’s Television!, and a meeting about the new show.

Haruhi: I already know about those three! Anyways, we moved a lot during our new song’s choreography this morning, so it’s to be expected that I’m out of stamina.

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Leather Jackets (Chapter 3)

Jungkook is doing fine or at least what he says to Jimin but Jimin is stubborn to let him stay at home for at least two days.

Jungkook protests but finally gives in when Jimin glares at him.

Jimin doesn’t feel like leaving Jungkook to go to University or the diner but he has no choice.

“Should I drive you?” Jungkook asks.

“You’re not moving from that bed,”

“Uh fine,” Jungkook says.

“I made you some lunch, it’s in the fridge don’t forget to it,” Jimin instructs.

“What did I do to deserve you?” Jungkook says out loud making Jimin chuckle.

“I should be the one saying that,”

“Are you kidding? You’re literally the most perfect boyfriend ever me on the other hand…,”

Jimin was now on the bed cupping Jungkook’s face in his hands.

“Sure you give me a heart attack every now and then but I love you so much,”

“I love you too,”

They kiss and even though they have done it so many times before it still feels as if his heart would explode and it was a rush of endorphins and he felt like he could kiss Jungkook all day.

“Have a good day Jiminie,” Jungkook finally says as he breaks away from the kiss.

“And you are going to rest, okay?” Jimin says and Jungkook nods.

Jimin leaves the house still worried as he gets a bus to University and throughout the whole time Jungkook is on his mind and he remembers that he even had a paper due today but due to everything that happened today he forgot to type it out.

He leaves the University and then goes to the diner. Hoseok and Jinyoung start their shifts a bit later so for now only Seokjin is there and so is Namjoon for some reason and he sees them sitting on one of the seats together and he observes Namjoon lightly running his fingers on Seokjin’s hand and look at him as he talks about something and it’s so innocent and yet so pure that he can’t help but be reminded of Jungkook.

He finishes cleaning up and as soon as Hoseok and Jinyoung come Namjoon and Seokjin move far away and Jimin can’t help but feel sorry.

The diner fills up soon and Jimin gets busy in serving and he manages to earn a good enough amount through tips until the shift finally ends and Jimin and Hoseok clean up the tables before finally leaving.

Jimin checks his phone and he has texts from Jungkook and an unknown number.

He opens the text from the unknown number.

‘How is Jungkook doing? –Yoongi’

‘He is doing good,’ Jimin types.

He reads Jungkook’s texts.

‘Miss you’

‘Come back already’

‘Get me some ice cream’

Jimin chuckles to himself when his bus shows up and he gets in. He practically can’t wait to get home. When he reaches home he picks up some ice cream before going to the flat.

He knocks and in a few seconds, Jungkook opens up the door. Jimin enters and as soon as he closes it Jungkook kisses him in a desperate fashion.

“I missed you,”

“Missed you too,” Jimin smiles as he reconnects their lips.

Jungkook grins at Jimin.

“Come on now and tell me everything you did today,” Jungkook says as they sit on the wobbly sofa.

“Did you eat your lunch?”


“Your medicines?”



“I did everything you told me to,”

“And I got you ice cream,” Jimin says.

“Thank you,” Jungkook grins as he takes the large tub of the ice cream.

“What do you wanna eat for dinner?” Jimin asks.

“Ramen?” Jungkook suggests.

“Okay,” Jimin says as he goes into the kitchen and begins making the ramen humming a tune to himself and he is just so happy that he doesn’t believe it. He would have never thought he would be living with his boyfriend in his tiny little apartment that his mom had to buy from the meager money that her parents had left her with after her husband kicked her out when Jimin was only about six months old. He has never even seen his father but something makes Jimin glad he didn’t. To Jimin he is nothing but a monster.

Jimin looks at Jungkook from the kitchen and he sees him eating ice cream and Jimin smiles because he thinks he got very lucky in life. He is so happy that he is scared now.

Scared, that something bad is gonna happen to him or even worse his mom or Jungkook and he is simply terrified at the mere thought.

The boiling ramen distracts him and he decides it’s done as he picks up the pot and goes out to the living room before grabbing bowls and chopsticks.

“You are such a good cook, I swear,” Jungkook says.


“No, I am being completely honest; I could eat this all day,”

Jimin chuckles at Jungkook’s words.

Once they are done Jimin goes to wash the dishes.

“Sit down,” he says.

“I have dishes to do,”

“They could be done later,”


“Sit,” Jungkook repeats so Jimin does what he is told.

“You work so hard all day,” Jungkook says. “Come on I’ll give you a massage”


“Yoongi hyung always told me I give great massages,” Jungkook says. “Now lie down”

Jimin hesitantly lies down as Jungkook begins massaging his back and Jimin lets out a satisfied sigh.

“See, I told you I’m good,”

“Yes, you are,”

Jungkook’s hands move down to Jimin’s lower back and his fingers move against Jimin skin easing up any pain and Jimin closes his eyes enjoying it until he feels Jungkook’s hands touch his skin and his eyes open up. His touch is tantalizing and Jimin feels like he is losing control as Jungkook massages his body.

“How do you feel Jimin?” Jungkook asks and there is something off about his tone. It’s teasing and seductive almost.

Jimin feels Jungkook’s hands move up until they are just below the back of his chest.

“Jungkook…,” Jimin says breathily.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No…no keep going,” Jimin says and immediately Jungkook’s hands move upwards sliding Jimin’s shirt up to his neck and now Jungkook can see his bare back and that makes him slightly conscious.

Suddenly Jimin feels a wet mouth just below his neck and he makes a satisfying noise as Jungkook peppers the back of his neck with light kisses. Jimin’s eyes are closed as he clutches on the armrest until Jungkook stops kissing him and Jimin is suffering at the loss of touch.

Jimin feels his T-shirt being lifted off of his body and then slowly Jungkook helps him turn and now they meet eyes and Jimin can see how needy Jungkook looks and his breath hitches a little as Jungkook kisses him and it’s not gentle at all it’s rough and desperate with lust but Jimin doesn’t mind at all. He lets Jungkook explore his mouth with his tongue.

Soon Jungkook leaves Jimin’s lips and moves to his jaw leaving light kisses and then down to his neck where he nibbles softly and kisses him and it feels so good. Jungkook is very teasing as he finally moves down to Jimin’s chest and begins leaving wet needy kisses. His tongue flicks over Jimin’s nipples and Jimin lets out a needy moan and he can’t be stable anymore.

Jungkook moves lower and lower until he is very close to the one spot that Jimin needs him to do something about and by now Jimin is a moaning mess under Jungkook’s tongue and his magic touch.

Their eyes meet and Jungkook has a slight hint of a smirk on his face.

“Wanna take this to the bedroom?” he asks and his voice sounds sexy or maybe Jimin is imagining it because he is just so needy so he nods and Jungkook stands up swooping up Jimin in his arms with no effort at all carrying him to the little bedroom.

They make love for the first time ever and it’s messy and very painful for Jimin but he is glad he has Jungkook who makes sure that he doesn’t hurt too much and gently kisses his tears away. And if there was any way possible that he could have fallen in love with Jungkook more he does. Their lovemaking wasn’t perfect but it was beautiful.

“You okay?” Jungkook asks as he lies down next to Jimin.

Jimin just nods.

“I am sorry I hurt you I tried my best to cause you less pain but…,”

Jimin gently places a finger on his lips.

“Shush, it was perfect,” he says as he smiles a little.

“I am glad you liked it,” Jungkook says.

“I loved it,” Jimin says as he nuzzles into Jimin’s chest. “It was beautiful,”

Jungkook plays with Jimin’s hair.

“I love you,” he says.

“Love you too,” Jimin mumbles as he feels his eyelids drooping. He is very exhausted.

He has dishes to wash and papers to type but right now he just wants to sleep with Jungkook cuddling up to him.

Everything else can wait.

Jimin wakes up the next day with a bit of pain and a naked body completely horrified when he remembers what happened the other night and a blush creeps on his face.

Beside him, Jungkook is sleeping soundly his mouth slightly open.

Jimin stares at him fondly before getting up and putting on his shorts and going to the bathroom. He takes a shower and then puts on some fresh clothes. Jungkook is still sleeping so Jimin decides to make a breakfast of eggs and toast for him humming Asleep as he does when he feels a pair of hands snaking around his waist and presses a kiss on his neck.

Jimin almost flips the egg out of the pan.

“Morning,” Jungkook mumbles in a raspy voice and it sounds so hot.

“Kookie I almost dropped the eggs,”

“Sorry,” Jungkook whispers making Jimin shiver as his neck tilts on the other side and Jungkook starts kissing him gently sucking on the skin.

“Jung…Jungkook I…I’ve got Uni,” Jimin says in between moans almost surprised at how responsive he is to Jungkook’s slightest touch and so desperate even after the events last night.

Jungkook stops as he turns around Jimin kissing him on the mouth.

“That’s okay; we’ll continue this when you get home,”

Jimin’s face turns red as he purposely turns around to check on the eggs and he is glad he did because they are starting to burn.

He takes out the eggs and toast and Jungkook grabs two cups of coffees before they head outside to the living room to eat breakfast.

“You don’t feel too tired, do you?” Jungkook asks.

Jimin shakes his head no.

“I liked it yesterday, uh I mean it was uh very nice,”

“Just nice,”

“Uh no I mean it was very amazing,”

“We could do it again you know,” Jungkook winks.

Jimin blushes red.

Jungkook kisses Jimin’s cheek.

“God you’re adorable,” he says and he blushes even a deeper red.

Once, Jimin is done with his breakfast he goes to University and he types out his paper while he is riding the bus and he finishes it just on time and he is able to get it to the teacher.

The classes finish soon enough and he goes straight to the diner. Seokjin is there alone and the diner is already bustling with people and Hoseok is barely managing all of them and he has a great relief when he sees Jimin come in.

Jimin gets to work immediately and maybe today is not the best day when it comes to customer service because he gets a plate thrown at his feet soiling his shoes because the customer had got cold food after sending it back after three times. Jimin remains quiet as the woman hurls insults when he sees Namjoon step in.

“I can’t let you insult our staff like this so I am going to have to ask you to leave, sorry,” Namjoon says in his cool and collected voice and the woman does slapping some money on the table and then dragging her son along with her.

Namjoon turns at Jimin.

“Go get cleaned up Jimin,” he says.

Jimin nods as he goes to the bathroom and wipes his shoes with his damp towel and they look worse now and the thought of buying new shoes crosses his minds but he decides against it. He has many other things to worry about other than the state of his shoes.

He washes his face and then gets back to service and it goes very smoothly. Since Hoseok had to start early than usual Jimin lets him go early and scrubs the place tidy while Namjoon and Seokjin clean the kitchen.

When he is almost done, he hears the bell of the door and he wonders who is coming here even with the closed sign that is hanging on the door.

He looks up and sees Jungkook grinning.

“Jungkook,” Jimin says.

“Jimin,” Jungkook grins.

“What are you doing here? You should be…,”



“Just tell me are you done with your work?”

“Uh yeah,”

“Then come on I’ve got a little surprise for you,”

“Surprise?” Jimin asks.

Jungkook nods earnestly.

“Okay,” Jimin says. “Just let me scrub the kitchen floors,”

He turns around and he sees Namjoon and Seokjin looking at him and he is suddenly worried that they have heard everything.

“I guess I was right,” Seokjin finally says and now even Jungkook is looking at them too.

“Huh,” Jimin says.

“That your friend right there doesn’t visit us for our food but more for our cute server,”

Jimin turns red and Jungkook looks taken aback.

“It’s all cool here,” Namjoon says as if sensing Jungkook’s worries. “I mean we are gay ourselves”

“Uh okay,”

Namjoon chuckles.

“Jimin your boyfriend is gonna give you some surprise, what are you waiting for?”

“I have the kitchen floors to do,”

“It’s okay we’ll do it,” Namjoon smiles. “You can leave”

“Thank you so much Namjoon hyung and Seokjin hyung,” Jimin says with a grateful smile on his face.

Seokjin waves at Jimin as Jimin turns around to leave and Jungkook bows at them before placing his hand on the small of Jimin’s back.

“I love your boss and his boyfriend,”

“They’re really nice,” Jimin says.

“Hell yeah,”

“So what is this surprise you’re talking about and why did you leave the house?”

“I wanted to give you this surprise that you’ll find out about very soon,” Jungkook says and they get into the truck.

Jungkook puts on The Smiths and Jimin closes his eyes listening to the music laying his head back.

He loves this, just him and Jungkook in Jungkook’s cozy little truck and music playing in the background when Jungkook stops the car.

“We’re here,” he says.

Jimin looks out and all he sees is trees in complete darkness.

Jungkook opens the car door before stepping out as he walks to Jimin’s side and opens his car as well.

He offers his hand and Jimin takes it as he steps out and they seem to be on some kind of hilltop.

“Look up,” Jungkook says softly and Jimin sees the night sky illuminated with stars and it’s so dazzlingly beautiful he doesn’t have any words.

“It’s beautiful right,”

Jimin nods.

Jungkook drags Jimin to the back of the truck and they climb in and sit on a small picnic mat that is spread out and watch the stars.

“I love stars,” Jungkook says. “They are amazing”

“Yeah,” Jimin says.

“You cold?”

“A bit,”

“Fear not,” Jungkook says as he puts on a huge blanket over the both of them.

Jimin chuckles.

“You planned this out so well,”

“I tried,” Jungkook says as he picks up a flask. “Tea?”

Jimin nods as Jungkook pours down hot piping tea in two small flower printed paper cups.

“I tried to make sandwiches but I failed so I just packed some chips and candies as snacks,”

Jimin laughs as he has the urge to kiss Jungkook’s nose which he does and Jungkook looks surprised for the shortest period of time before he rips open the packet of honey butter chips.

They begin to eat and watch the stars while sipping the tea and Jimin has his head resting on Jungkook’s shoulder while Jungkook plays Asleep and Jimin wishes he could freeze time so that it never moves because he wants to stay right in this moment with Jungkook and the stars and this little picnic that Jungkook planned for him and he looks up at Jungkook and once again he feels like he got too lucky in life.

He is waiting for something to go bad and ruin their fairytale but right now Jungkook is here close to him and that is all that matters he thinks as he presses his lips onto Jungkook’s jaw in a gentle manner and the boy smiles at him.

“I love this and I love you,” Jimin says.

“Me too,” Jungkook says in a hushed voice.

They stay like that for Jimin doesn’t know how long until they are finished with the snacks and the tea and Jimin can feel his eyelids get heavy.

“Come on now let’s go home,” he says.

Jimin nods as they leave the place and Jungkook drives back home. By the time they reach there Jimin falls asleep as soon as his head hits the pillow and after a few seconds, he feels Jungkook pulling him closer.

Jimin smiles to himself.

The rest of the week passes by just like that and Jungkook is back to work while he is always on Jimin’s mind because he is worried about what bruise he is gonna show up with next or if the police might do something.

Constant thoughts that worry him but there is nothing much he can do about it. He is stuck at University and the diner and Jungkook is showing up late again which leaves him even more worried. He gets a longing feeling every time he sees Seokjin and Namjoon get closer to each other and he just wants Jungkook to be safe.

Sunday comes soon and Jimin works early at the diner and Seokjin pays him extra for it. They close the diner by 6 pm and Namjoon is usually there to help around because it gets pretty busy.

Jimin is in the middle of his shift when he gets a call. It’s Taehyung.

“Hey, Taehyung,” Jimin says. “Is everything all right?”

“Yeah, but I need your help?”


“Yeah, we have decided to surprise Kookie,”


“Yeah cause like he is safe now and we managed to beat the shit out of the guys who attacked him,”

“Oh,” Jimin says.

‘Yeah, so are you in?”

“Sure, what do I have to do?”

“Nothing,” Taehyung says. “I’ll just come to pick you up when your shift ends and Jungkook would be at your home clueless waiting for you and then you tell him that he is to come and pick you up at this bar and then we are all gonna be there,”


“Now that I think about it’s pretty lame but whatever this is the best we could do,”

“It sounds great,”

“Thanks, so when can I pick you up?”


“Cool,” Taehyung says. “I’ll be there, bye,”

“Bye,” Jimin hangs up

He gets to work and at exactly six Taehyung is there with his car and his boxy grin.

Hoseok steps out at the same time as Taehyung proceeds to hug Jimin and he accidentally hits Hoseok.

“Oh my god, I am so sorry,” Taehyung says completely horrified. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah it’s fine I am fine,”

“I am really sorry,” Taehyung says.

“I told you it’s okay,” Hoseok says with a small smile and Taehyung nods.

Hoseok gives him another smile and this time Taehyung smiles back as he walks away to the car and Jimin gets in.

“Who was that?”

“That was Hoseok hyung, he is a server too,”

“Oh,” Taehyung says as he starts the car and then drives talking about Jungkook and other random stuff.

When they reach the bar there are at least twenty people there waiting for them and Jimin walks nervously his hands tucked in the front as Taehyung greets them and then all of a sudden drags Jimin by his below.

“This is the boy that made our Kookie like dicks, like actually like dicks”

Jimin’s face turns red at Taehyung’s open declaration while everyone bursts out with laughter.

“Come on sit down,” Nayeon says to him and he sits down next to her and nervously stares around at the people and the bar.

Taehyung takes the seat right next to him.

“You okay?”

Jimin just nods.

“By now, I am guessing Jungkook is freaking out,”

“Shouldn’t I call?” Jimin asks biting his lip.

“Not until an hour at least,” Taehyung winks and Jimin just nods very tempted to text Jungkook but he refrains simply for the sake of the surprise.

The next hour is painfully long as he just sits because Taehyung switched off his phone in case Jimin picks up when Jungkook calls and Jimin is between all of these people whom he barely knows well and when Taehyung hands him the phone he takes it and then immediately calls Jungkook.

“Young love,” he hears Taehyung sigh dramatically.

Jungkook picks up on the first ring.

“Jimin,” he says. “Oh my god do you have any idea how many times I called you”

“I am sorry, I just,”

“I’ve been so worried calling your boss and they all say that you left at six,”


“Jimin you could have picked up at least one call,”

“Jungkook listen to me,” Jimin says. “I need you to pick me up”

“Where are you?”

Jimin recites the address that Taehyung is mouthing at him.

“What are you doing at the bar?” Jungkook asks.

“Long story but I’ll explain everything to you,”


“Please come quick,”

“Yeah, I’ll be there” Jungkook hangs up and Taehyung bursts out in laughter.

“Jungkook seems a little too protective, huh,” Taehyung says.

“Maybe sometimes,” Jimin says but he secretly thinks it’s very cute.

“God, I can’t wait to see his face when he gets here,” Taehyung says.

Jimin nods as he pockets his phone and waits for Jungkook to show up which doesn’t take too long.

In about 20 minutes Jimin’s phone rings and he spots Jungkook looking around until his eye meets with Jimin and then he looks around at everyone else that is seated.

“Surprise,” they all shout and the first thing Jungkook does is he hugs Jimin.

“You give me a death scare, you idiot,” he whispers in Jimin’s ear.

“I am sorry,” Jimin quietly says.

“Um, hello some of us would like hugs too,” Jimin hears Taehyung and Jungkook breaks away from Jimin.

“Come here you asshole,” squeezing Taehyung in a big hug and then slowly everyone is trying to lovingly suffocate Jungkook and he lets them do it and Jimin is laughing until he finally frees himself and then stands with Jimin.

“So what did I do to deserve such honor?” Jungkook asks.

“Basically surviving,” Yugyeom says. “Also Yoongi hyung beat the shit out of the bitch who attacked you so we thought why not celebrate”

Yoongi chuckles a little as Jimin looks down at his knuckles that are covered in the bandages and he is touched by the amount of concern Yoongi has for Jungkook.

“We’re buying so you and your boyfriend can get whatever you guys want,” Jackson says one of the guys Jimin has met today.

“I…I don’t drink,” Jimin says hesitantly.

“What?” Taehyung is the first one to yell. “You don’t drink”

“Uh, yeah,” Jimin says.

“Come on you gotta try it at least once,” Yugyeom says.

Jimin thinks about his mother and how she always told her how he should stay away from vices like alcohol.

“It’s not worth it,” she would say.

Jimin thinks it’s partly because his father was an alcoholic and that is where the abuse stemmed from and then eventually him kicking her out of their home drawing them out on the streets and his mother simply didn’t want it to happen to him as well.

“You don’t have to try it, you know,” Jungkook says.

Jimin nods.

“Just once,” Taehyung requests. “If you don’t like it then you don’t have to drink it again”

“All right,” Jimin finally says.

Taehyung grins.

“Get our Jimin a shot,” Taehyung says.

Jimin gulps as a shot glass placed in front of him and he looks at Jungkook who has an encouraging smile on his face.

Jimin closes his eyes and grabs the glass and gulps it all down in one go and it’s bitter as hell and he has a burning sensation in his throat and it tastes disgusting but he likes it as surprising it seems.

“So how was it?” Yugyeom asks.

“Can I get more?” Jimin asks.

Everyone cheers and Jungkook is grinning as he kisses Jimin’s cheek who gets ready to gulp another shot and after two more he feels like everything is spinning and his head is dizzy and he feels nauseous but he still likes it.

Beside him, Jungkook is sipping on some cocktail as he is talking to Yoongi. Jimin takes his elbow and rests his head on his shoulder.

“Jimin, you okay?” Jungkook asks.

“You aren’t even talking to me,”

“Baby I’m right here,” Jungkook says,

“But you aren’t paying attention to me,” Jimin says in a whiny voice.

Jungkook chuckles.

“All right it’s just us now, happy?”

“Very,” Jimin says before kissing Jungkook and it isn’t the small shy hesitant kisses that come from Jimin’s side. Jimin is shoving his tongue inside Jungkook’s mouth while having a steady grip on his hips.


“Shush,” Jimin says as he kisses Jungkook again and this time Jungkook complies and they start making out right there for Jimin doesn’t know how long until they are both seemingly out of breath.

“God Jimin I didn’t know you could do that,” Jungkook says.

“You didn’t like it?” Jimin asks nervously.

“That was hot,” Jungkook says and despite being drunk a blush manages to creep on Jimin’s face.

“You are so fucking amazing,” Jungkook says tucking his chin up. “I love you so much”

“I love you too”

Jungkook smiles as they kiss again and Jimin is so content right now as he feels Jungkook’s lips against his.

Maybe alcohol isn’t all that bad and drunk kisses with your boyfriend definitely aren’t.

Sleep - pt 14

Originally posted by jminies

You forced yourself to fall asleep just to give him a break. He was tired, hungry but he wouldn’t leave your side. Sleep came over you slowly.

He would call Hoseok as soon as you fell asleep.

How many hours had passed since the incident? Who knows.

His voice. You focused on his voice like it was the only thing on earth that could save you.

You needed him more than ever but he didn’t even know why. He didn’t know how much you wanted to forget this ever happened.

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