They make a different variety of music genres. So even if you don’t like hiphop and rap, they have so many songs that have beautiful music, vocals, soft raps.
Their MVs are aesthetically pleasing. Even their selfcam special MVs where you can see them goofing around are perfectly shot.
They have KILLER vocals!! Even the rappers can sing (listen to Pure Girl). I’m honestly not being biased here, but each member has a unique voice and could carry a whole song on their own (even though some of them have not been given their chance yet).
Their choreography is smooth, powerful and will leave an impression on you after you watch it.
JOOHEON AND I.M CAN SPIT FIRE!! They’re lyrics are wonderful and their voices are polar opposites. Again..variety of talents..
I was shocked by their personalities after I got to know them. Because on stage they are oozing charisma but in reality they are a bunch of dorks who just want to laugh and have fun. So even if you don’t like their music, you’re going to like them as people because they are genuinely nice, sweet and care about their fans and their friends (who are also from other groups like Got7 and Seventeen…etc)
They were the only groups who stayed till the end of MAMA 2015 to watch Big Bang receive their award and Psy’s closing performance and they were thanked for that and even took an adorable selfie together! (respect all around *clap clap*)
They are multitalented. Kihyun is a photographer and a cook, Wonho knows martial arts, Shownu is a swimmer (Wonho and Shownu are bodybuilders as well), Hyungwoon is a model, Minhyuk is also a photographer, has a photographic memory, he can draw and is working to be an MC, Jooheon is a composer and I.M is a cultured smarty pants (seriously he is smart)
Visuals!! Every single one of them is a visual I mean just look at them!!
Last but not least, give them a chance. Check out their Showtime episodes and listen to their songs and maybe you’ll like them. They are loveable and talented enough to have everyone’s support if just they were given the chance.
-she always asks you to bake peanut butter cookies -(she will never bake them bc she loves your cooking with all her heart) -when sleeping in the same bed you both hit each other and sometimes wake up on the floor still cuddling -dating her includes many sleepless night of her just saying how much she loves you -she’ll let you play with some of her new gadgets -she’ll be up late trying to finish a new gadget and programming but you’ll stay up with her as long as you can and end up falling asleep on her lap -when she first confessed to you she was forced to by Hunk -it took her about a minute of adorable stuttering and a literal push from Hunk which lead to her kissing you
—much movie marathon -sometimes she’ll let you play with her hair to see her with new styles -you’ll do each others makeup whenever you’re going somewhere very special -one time she made a telescope and you two stargazed for an entire evening
-ever since you started having nightmares she bought you some special glow-in-the-dark stars for the ceiling to help calm you down -when you wake up and cry from the dream she’ll hold you tightly while nuzzling your neck while just whispering things like, “It’s okay I’m here for you, I’m always here for you.” -whenever you feel insecure at first she’ll get frustrated at whoever made you feel that way and then praise you as if you were God
-matching galaxy or polka dot socks for when it starts getting cold -also matching keychains so that no matter where you go you’ll always have a reminder for the other -sometimes she’ll start geeking out about a new show she’s in love with and the next day you surprise her with some of the merchandise -(she does the same with you)
-sometimes you two take showers together -(not sexual, it’s just a bunch of washing each other’s hair) -when ever you sing she smiles like a complete dork and just falls in love with you all over again -there are times when she tries to hide how much she misses her family -you notice right away and just cuddle to show that you’ll always be there for her -you two surprisingly go out shopping for hours to only end up buying like one sweater each -she bought you matching bracelets with the date you she confessed to you engraved on it for your one year anniversary -if you wake up before her you wake her up by giving her soft neck kisses -she’ll wake you up with kisses on your face
-one time Lance walked in on you two kissing and cuddling -his reaction: “Oh quisnack! Sorry Pidge!!” -from that day on he always made sure to knock
Joint Liveshows: June 23, 2012 (THEY WERE IN VEGAS THE VEGAS TRIP) March 29, 2015 (after they announced the book) October 12, 2012 (they sing Phantom of the Opera and Toxic what else do you need?) May 13, 2016 (in a weird hotel that a prostitute would murder someone, in kentucky. even with the horrendous lag it’s still so special)
hey ..... do u have any cute hcs for like ,,, anything bc honestly im having a bad day and ur hcs r always on point
okay u know what im feelin right now, reychel
they don’t feel like making a big public announcement that they’re dating and decide they want to take it slow and not tell a whole bunch of people, neither one of them has ever been in a relationship before and reyna’s not even out
b U T they’re dorks and they forget that like, they’re supposed to be keeping it a secret? they basically behave exactly the way they would if they were out, but reyna is really not fond of pda so people assume they’re besties who are majorly flirting with each other all the time
so it just ends up being this thing when everyone is convinced they’re haaardcore crushing on each other and is trying to devise ways to get them together
and then the day finally comes when piper bursts out like “oh, reyna, just ask her out!” and reyna just blinks in confusion
and then panics because like “she told me she doesn’t like dates!!!! she says it messes with her artistic vibe!!!! oh no, does she think i’m a bad girlfriend? piper i don’t know how to do this!!!!!” and piper’s like DUDE WHAT THE FUCK HOW LONG HAS THIS BEEN GOING ON
and reyna stops mid-rant and laughs nervously and piper’s like *face palm*
rachel loves painting reyna, like these full and beautiful pieces (and it gradually gets more and more Intimate as they get more comfortable, with more and more skin being revealed)
and they both wind up covered in paint because they end up making out and it gets all over rachel too and ruins the picture but it’s beautiful in a messy way and ugh, nerds,
they’re definitely the kind of couple to go hiking together
okay imagine reyna deciding she wants a tattoo but she doesn’t know what and then unbeknownst to her rachel starts drafting ideas,
and then she comes up while she’s drawing one day and rachel explains and reyna is clasping her hand and she’s like “it’s perfect”
and then rachel flushes and explains that this part of the design is actually for her and reyna is like beaming and like “even better”
and that’s actually the story of how they get engaged because like i think we all know that rachel is fully the type of person who actively hates wedding customs and knows that diamond engagement rings are a marketing scam lol
imagine the two of them lying together on the window seat in the sun,
or reyna reading a book and holding rachel’s hand while she attempts to paint one handed
their house is going to be a disaster
imagine how many fights they have because reyna threw out something that was actually an art project and rachel painted on something that was actually a very important document, eventually they just end up with a system for “my stuff is on this side and yours is on that side and you forfeit all rights to get angry if you left it on the wrong side and something terrible happened to it”
which is sort of ironic because it’s the exact opposite of with their wardrobe, they’re not even really the same size but rachel tends to wear very loose fitting clothing anyway, they only technically have separate clothing and it always ends up in the wrong drawers anyway
rachel having to roll reyna’s jeans up several times and belt them and wearing one of rachel’s big sweaters and walking around the house like that,
reyna coming back to new york and surprising rachel in her dorm room at clarion, and rachel just bursting into tears and unraveling,
god like reyna stroking her hair and being like “we have got to get you out of this school i can see it sucking the life out of you”….ohmigdo and she uses her strength lending thing too, fuck
I’m working on a Tododeku Harry Potter Au and basically all I have at the moment is that Todoroki is a Slytherine and Deku’s a Hufflepuff Squib (who still goes to Hogwarts) and they develop a relationship were the other thinks they’re standing up for each other but in reality they’re all a bunch of dorks
this intro is rushed bc im tired af. if u want a more detailed one then check out the ao3 link.
anyways hope y’all enjoy
Summary: Marinette Dupain-Cheng is madly in love with Adrien Agreste who is Chat Noir who is madly in love with Ladybug who is Marinette Dupain-Cheng. After a sudden burst of confidence, the two decide to confess to their individual crushes, and both get rejected. Now Marinette and Chat Noir turn to each other for comfort- but soon realize they may be getting a little TOO close for comfort, and just end up trying to deny it, like the ridiculous losers they are.
*pounds fists on table* give us fun facts about early manned space flight!!
YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND TBH strap yourselves in this is gonna get long bcs!! astronauts!! are!! so!! cool!!
- during the first american spacewalk, or extravehicular activity for all you nerds, ed white was So Floored by the beauty of space that he almost forgot to come back into the spacecraft. he had to get back in due to Reasons, but he tried to use tacking more pictures as an excuse to stay out longer until his flight partner managed to and i quote “coax” him back in. all white said? “It’s the saddest moment of my life.” (still less terrifying then the first russian spacewalk tbh)
- the first song played in space was jingle bells on an 8 note harmonica during gemini 6 by wally shirra, one of the orginal 7 nasa astronauts. immediatly before that they reported an “unknown object”. they reported santa’s sleigh. because of course they did.
- hey you know that feeling when you’re on top of a 111m/363ft tall rocket that could cause one of the largest non-nuclear man made explosions if it failed? and your heart rate never gets above 70? yeah me neither but john w. young does. (for comparison: usually it spikes up to around 130-150. neil armstrong who?)
- speaking of john young, that man is a Beast. flew gemini, apollo AND the first shuttle flight. he also smuggled a corned beef sandwhich into gemini 3 that almost fucked up their electricity. because the space food they got was terrible, which i mean frankly i understand.
- during the assembly of the lunar landing modules, people weren’t allowed to bring screw drivers into them because if they’d fall, they’d break the floor. those things were FLIMSY. when they pressurized, the window would bend towards the outside.
- yuri gagarin was a Delight for multiple reasons not limited to: introducing himself as the “world’s first spaceman” to some very confused soviet children and village people who probably thought he was a spy when he landed after his flight, sitting on a cushion as a pilot because he was too small to see and couldn’t stick his landings right since he couldn’t see the runway, shouting “off we go!” while being shot into space. nice dude.
- apollo 12 was hit by lightning pretty much immediatly after take off. their entire console basically went “whoop de doo you’re fucked” and decided to give them a giant light show of warning lights. the only reason they didn’t had to do a super risky abort was because john aaron, flight controller extraordinair who’d later play a big role in apollo 13, remembered some obscure as fuck switch that could fix the electrical system and alan bean, astronaut who now PAINTS WITH LITERAL MOON DUST, remembered said obscure switch from a training exercise. the entire crew broke out into what one author described as “nervous giggles” after that. my favourite bit is how they relay the information from flight controller to flight director to capcom to pilot and EVERY SINGLE ONE says “the what switch now?”
- speaking of the apollo 12 crew: besides being an absolute Gem in general, they were music enthusiasts. pete conrad brought along a bunch of country and western music that the other two didn’t like, but alan bean was into top 40 which led them to sing and “dance” to Sugar, Honey, Honey on their way too the moon. holding hands and gently floating around. IN SPACE. what dorks.
- other reasons why apollo 12 is the best: they had matching custom painted cars that they drove around houston. ask me for more if you’re into lovely flight crew dynamics for all your au and hope in humanity needs.
- so the americans used to land their crews in the ocean bcs u know you have it why not use it it’s convenient. the soviets/russians don’t really have any suitable ocean around so they had to settle for land landings. which not only brought about the already mentioned gagarin incident, but in general led to some… fun incidents (iirc one crew got stuck in the tundra for like two days and met some polar bears). on the second ever soviet space flight, cosmonaut gherman titov (who also was the first person to sleep in space and get space sickness so u know), was seen ejecting himself from his spacecraft (they used to do that bcs they were #hardcore) and almost landed himself on some rail tracks before landing backwards, rolling over 3 times and getting a face full of nice dirt. some very lovely lady saw this and in her rush to be a Helpful Human drove SO FAST over the bumpy terrain that she banged her head on the steering wheel and “jumped out with a bloody forehead”. so his first task post! landing from the then longest space flight in human history? as the then youngest person in space ever?? giving first aid from his Spacecraft Medical Kit to a local lady.
HERE YA GO your daily dose of Fun Space Facts. and this is just!! the tip of the iceberg!! there’s so much more!! female astronauts!! john glenne setting his house on fire to impress gherman titov!!! grammatical errors on lunar plaques!! mORE MUSIC IN SPACE!! PRANKS!! HUMANITY BEING COOL!!
I stared into my phone, and kept scrolling down for more stuff at facebook. I was bored, and I didn’t mind time pass through like snails racing in a speedway.
When I took notice of the time shown at my phone, I noticed that it was getting late. 7 PM Late. And Star wasn’t home.
2 hours ago, she said that she had somewhere important to go, and that she will come back around 6:30 PM. I didn’t bother asking more details why, but I bothered waving to her as she was about to leave.
It may not seem to be a bad boy thing to worry about her, but as a secret boyfriend of her, that was an exception
I wondered that her being late would mean something bad. Not normal girl bad, but Mewni princess with a magical wand that could level a continent bad. Kidnapped by Ludo or anyone at all? Lost her way to this house? Impossible. She lived here for quite some time now.
I called her cellphone, but no response. After a few missed calls and a few voice messages, I decided it was time to look for Star.
I had to make a snack first, just in case it’ll take me long. Quickly after taking a slice of bread, covering it with chocolate, and rolled it up, I went to the front door and about to start my search for Star.
When I opened the door, my search was indeed over. Star limped to the front door and looked like she was beaten up, and not in a good way.
Version 4.0 Harvest Moon: (M)FoMT - True Love Edition
The latest version of everyone’s favorite gay-friendly farming simulator is here! If you haven’t heard by now, the True Love Edition switches the player characters from the GBA games Harvest Moon: Friends of Mineral Town and Harvest Moon: More Friends of Mineral Town. This means that, for the first time, all you farm-girls can date and marry all the gorgeous ladies of Mineral Town, and all you farm-boys can date and marry all the dorks who wear strange headgear with their tuxedos…
This version is mostly a bunch of bug fixes in both the original game and the TLE edition. Characters no longer spout random bits of German/Japanese, and many item names and spelling mistakes were corrected. While I couldn’t quite fix all of them (some are notoriously difficult to test), this version should be very close to the final version of the game.
I want to thank everyone for sending in bug reports. They helped greatly, and I managed to hammer out all the kinks. I also want to thank who have been making tumblr posts about their game progress. Reading your blog entries really put a smile on my face. I, of course, want to thank everyone who has sent kind words in my inbox. I don’t really get to answer all of them (mostly because I’m terrible at the whole blogging thing), but all your messages make me smile uncontrollably.
Without further ado, it’s time to fall in love all over again!
Hello. So I'm a fan of ELO and would like to know more about them, like who the members are (besides Jeff Lynne, of course) and you seem it know your stuff about them. 😉 thanks, and I wish you the best.
u have come to the right place my child ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) i have no idea what ur prior knowledge is so this is gonna be a lengthy ass introductory course (sorry if this is not what u r looking for but i hope it will be helpful)
hokay first we are gonna look at the main members who were there for the Popular Times (this specific lineup lasted from 75-79 but some of the members were there earlier/later too)
his name is literally beverley its great
Large and Sturdy
has the face of a disney princess but a v deep & scary voice
member the whole time until 1986
one of the founding members from pre-elo band the move
hes a big jackass who likes breaking down doors
started elo part 2 after 86 bc he just couldnt fuckin let go. it isnt as bad as u would expect
keyboard child (but he played bass in the beginning)
was there from p early on
hes smol & hes tired & hes jeffreys right hand man
watches too much tv
literally adorable & super serious
after elo he teamed up with massive dork dave morgan (we will get to him later bc im going that deep) & they had the tandy morgan band it was great
ho my god hes so cute
blue violin bc hes stylish
does a super aggressive violin dance
hes so shy & everyone loves him bc hes wondrous
his side band was violinski which was surprisingly weird but they have some catchy songs. also features mike de albuquerque (more on him later)
also he was in elo part 2 & post-elo part 2 band called the orchestra & a band called orkestra with kelly (see below)
literal ray of sunshine
bass player for the majority of the time
when they first met him they thought he was gonna be tall bc he looked big on stage but hes supre smol he was just wearing big boots
likes to climb on people????????
was in elo part 2 & the orchestra & orkestra (he n mik just follow each other everywhere tbh)
also he had a solo album in like 1980-ish i think?? its p good
hes dead now :(
a cello man
fucking bananas honestly
he fuckin runs around & throws his goddamn cello all over the place
a fuckening troublemaker
the life of the party
he was in wizzard for a little while too but then he came back to elo
cello fellow & resident pretty boy
literally joined the band by accident holy shit i love him
unlike hugh he just kinda sits there like a brick
he was so freaked out when he first saw hughs antics & realized he was supposed to move around
kinda tried to do weird shit like hugh but its just awkward pls stop
after elo he did this group with his homie frank wilson called wilson gale & co, they had like one album its p good i think hugh played on it too
hokay so thats that lineup but theres some other p important people from the baby days & the 80s so im gonna talk about a few of them
like jeff & bev, was one of the fuckers who started the band from the move
he left tho like right when they were getting started & they were like ????????? tf
played a whole bunch of shit
had wizzard after elo, stole hugh briefly, also stole the cool ass french horn player bill hunt to play keyboards in wizzard
literally so weird but hes adorable hes a shy lil ray of sunshine
this fucking guy
violin dude before mik
wore capes a lot
contrapposto at all times
he wanted more dollars than they wanted to give him so they kicked his ass out
hes dead now unfortunately
also before him there was a violin player named steve woolam but he committed suicide its really sad oh my god everyone forgot about him he doesnt even have a wikipedia page my poor baby pls dont forget about steve woolam he deserves recognition
mike de albuquerque
bass guy before kelly
a little bit ridiculous
v fancy & large
has like one outfit
was in violinski like i said 3 hours ago
solo work is funky af its good
one of many cello people in the early days
we arent gonna talk about all of them dont worry
others are andy craig & colin walker they arent that cool (also they made wilf play cello once he was so offended) (and they needed more cellists in the beginning than they had so they had to make roadies pretend to play cello it was a shitshow)
this guy is always dressed for like a fuckin wedding
did cool shit like played w an orange or had an exploding cello (it only worked like half the time tho)
he died in a horrible accident
also he was like 5 feet tall hes so tiny
dave morgan (seen here with richard who is in front)
he & richard were in a bunch of bands together before elo & one after elo
he played guitar & shit in elo in the 80s but outside of elo hes an amazing singer & a great songwriter
he sings cool jesus music now with his wife mandy shes adorable theyre adorable
literally such a huge dork i love him
was important already in the 70s but wasnt an official member until like the 80s
conductor & shit, helped w string arrangement & shit
also played keyboards in the 80s
he was in elo part 2 and the orchestra
deserves love god dammit
and thats all the most important members theres probably a couple other background people i missed but i aint gonna talk about em rn anyway sorry this is so long & i hope its sufficient !!! it was all off the top of my head i hope i didnt skip anything & sorry if this wasnt what u were looking for
And I’m armor smithing. Or whatever it’s called in english. Point is: I need some barrow-iron. So I’m like “I’ll go to Scary to find some!”
Farewell Ered Luin, I’ll be back in a minute or two!
THERE ARE SO MANY QUESTS IN THE SHIRE.
AND NOW I’M JUST… DOING THEM ALL.
FRICKIN FRAKIN PINT SIZED HUMANS SIDE-TRACKED ME FROM MY QUEST. I HAVE YET TO MINE ONE IRON ORE AT ALL. IT’S BEEN AN ENTIRE DAY.
And now I’m nearly pissing myself imagining my dork ass elf coming back to Ered Luin like 10 years later with his little Bounder hat and a bunch of new Shire titles and shit and Dorongur being like “WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? WE WERE IN THE MIDDLE OF SAVING AN ELF PRINCE!"
"Huh… sorry sir, I… huh… like there was all this mail to deliver and then there were pies and… hobbits, amirite?”
‘What do you wear on a first date with a reality bender?’
This was what Peter typed into the search engine. Needless to say Google wasn’t helpful, most of the results were a bunch of Right-Wing Republican’s slandering the existence of magic-users, threatening to imprison all of them, general mutant-phobic bullshit. Not what he needed. The rest was mutant-fetishists expressing their….interest(?)in- you know what no, just no, no no no no nope.
Goddammit, all Peter wanted to know was if adding a blazer to his outfit was too much! Screw it, he was going with the blazer. Ice cream parlors could be classy right? Yes they were going to an ice cream parlor, because they were both actual toddlers.
Later as he stared up at the sign marking the entrance of the sweets shop he regretted his choice, oh god he looked too fancy. Billy was going to think he was a snob, he wasn’t a snob! No, oh god, should he go in? In all his snobbish glory? Would being late be worse then being overdressed? Should they have just done something in costume? Oh god….
No, no. Okay, okay he had to do this, he couldn’t just stand here in the parking lot! Feeling less-than-brave he pushed the door open and glanced around for Billy.
People get drunk to forget
about life. To forget about the heartbreak, they’re feeling. At least that’s
what you do.
You drink to forget about how it felt when he told you he found
someone that made him the happiest person on earth.
To forget about the look on his face, the look of love in eyes
when he talked about her. When he talked about how perfect she was, how perfect
she was for him. About how she was made just for him, how she was made just so
he could love her.
You needed to forget that the one person you saw yourself with
in the future was already planning his future with someone he’d wasn’t even
But you couldn’t forget. the conversation from earlier imprinted
into your brain.
‘We’ll have 5 kids and live in
a pick-it fence house.’
‘What about a dog?’ You tried
to seem happy and supported about what he was talking about, but you just
‘Of course we’ll
have a dog, but not any dog, her favorite dog, a husky.’
‘That’s great, Cal. I’m happy
for you, glad you found someone.’ You voice broke, but he didn’t notice, he was
to in love.
‘God, I can’t wait to ask her
to be my girlfriend, I know she likes me too, I can just feel it., But what if
I’m wrong? What if she doesn’t feel the same. What if I can’t have her?’
‘You’ll have me. You’ll always have
me.’ You mumbled.
‘I know, but it’s just. I’m so
in love with her.’
‘And I’m so
in love with you.’ You whispered, a tear falling from your watering eyes.
‘What was that.’ He seemed
confused, turning to look at you. ‘Why are you crying?’
‘Nothing, no reason. I was
just, uh. I was thinking about Zayn leaving One Direction. It just really
hurts.’ You lied quickly, praying that he believed you.
‘That’s was almost a year ago.’
‘It still hurts.’ You mumbled,
wiping away the tears that started falling.
‘Okay, well I have to get
going. The boys are helping plan out how to ask her out, bye.’ He got up and
started walking towards the door, grabbing his jacket.
‘Why don’t you love me?’ You mumbled to yourself.
‘I’m sorry, what?’ He said, you
looked up, seeing him with his hands on the door knob, waiting for your
‘Nothing… I said… Are you
really sure you want them to help you? I mean we’re all friends and everything,
but they’re a bunch of dorks.’ You smiled at him, and he smiled back. He’s face
just radiated happiness. The was no doubt in your mind that he really was in
love with this girl, and that only broke your heart more.
‘Well… you’re not wrong. I’ll see you.’ He chuckled,
he’s smile never flattering.
And that’s how you ended up at a club drunk of your ass, dancing
with some random guy, while your best friend/roommate wondered where you were
and your friend searching everywhere for you.
“(Y/N), finally! We have to go, it’s almost 2 am” Your friend
tugged at your arm, pulling you away from the boy you were dancing with.
“Calum has been texting you for the past 2 hours asking you
where the hell you are, and I can’t reply because you have it locked.” Your
friend said as she sat you down, forcing you do drink a bottle of water.
“Hey, why d’you have m’phone.” You said as you put down the
empty bottled of water.
“You gave it to me, remember? Because you didn’t want to lose
it? And because you didn’t want to ‘drunk text Calum’?” She sat next you,
telling you to open your phone. After you gave it back, she called Calum.
“Oh, Calum this, Calum that. Calum’s so in love. Calum’s found
the love of his life. Calum. Calum Calum. Who cares? Why is Calum so important.
Why does it matter that’s he’s in love, what about me? I’m in love too!” You
giggled as your friend talked to Calum on the phone, telling him if he could
come pick you up. “But at least he has a chance with his love. Mine barely
acts like I exist lately. God it’s so annoying. Like, we get it, you’re in
love. Stop reminding me that I’ll always be alone.”
“He’s on his way to pick you up, I’ll leave after you, just to
make sure you don’t drink anymore.” She stood up, making you stand up after
“Oh, god.” You said rushing towards the restroom.
You friend followed you, holding your hair back while you threw
After you were done and you cleaned up, she took you outside
were Calum was waiting.
“Come on.” He pulled you by your arm and guided up to the
passenger side of the car. “Thanks for taking care of her, sorry for any
trouble.” Calum said to your friend.
“No problem. Thank you for picking her up.” They smiled at each
other, but you could tell Calum was angry, he’s smile was small and he
immediately walked to the driver side of the car.
He drove fast and the car was filled with tension. Calum’s grim
on the steering wheel was tight, he’s jaw clenching every few seconds.
“Are you mad at me?” You asked as he pulled up the drive
He didn’t answer, instead he opened the car door after turning
of the car and walked towards the front door. You rushed after him, eager to
know why he was ignoring you.
“Please talk to me!” You followed him into the kitchen where he
was making a sandwich.
“Eat.” He said after finishing making it. He went to the fridge,
pulling out a water bottle. “And drink this.”
“M’not hungry. And I already drank some water.” You said looking
at the floor. Angry Calum was the worst, he never talked to you unless he was
giving you orders.
“I don’t care. I said eat it and drink the water.” He clenched
“But I’m no-”
“I SAID EAT IT.” He yelled, scaring you. You took the sandwich
and started eating it and drinking the water.
“Night.” You rushed out, then you rushed up the stairs, or at
After falling for the third time, you decided to sleep on the
“Come on.” Calum mumbled, picking you up and carrying you to
He laid you on your bed, walking over to your drawer. “Take
off your dress.” He told you, walking over with one of his t-shirts that you
After trying many times to take it off you gave up. “Help
me?” You asked him, looking up at him with a pout. Her chuckled and helped you
change from your dress to his t-shirt. After you had on his t-shirt, you
removed your bra and laid on your stomach.
“Did you mean what you said? That’s you’re in love and it’s
annoying that I always talk about how ‘in love I’m in’.” He asked you
sadly, running his hands through your hair.
“Well, yes and kind of. I’m in love. And sometimes I get annoyed
that you’re in love with someone and that there’s a possibility that the love
you too when I know that the person I love won’t ever love me back.”
“Then why do you love ‘em. I mean, it must suck to be in
love with someone who won’t love you.” He was still stroking your hair, which
was slowly putting you to sleep.
“It is, but I’ve learned to live with it. I mean it has been
years.” You mumbled, yawning.
“I let you sleep.” He said as your eyes started closing.
“Night, Cal” You snuggled into your pillow,
“Night, princess.” He turned off the lights and went to close
“Hey, Cal?” You mumbled, the tiredness in your voice evident.
“Yeah.” He asked, looking at you with slightly tired eyes.
I love Lennstarr! I wish there was more fics for them out there :c It’s an honestly adorable pairing and a big insecure dork like Ringo mixed with the crazy and loving John makes for some really cute scenarios. I’ve had this one in my head for a while now and I dedicate it to John and Ringo! Happy summer reading, my dear!
Ah <3 I’m so glad to hear that you still write OT12! So here’s the request (if I may), you and Chanyeol have been inseperable since diaper days and have stuck together through everything even with how big EXO has gotten. And it’s because of Chanyeol that you met and started dating Kris. But Kris is still uneasy about how close you and Chanyeol are.
Sorry that it’s taken so long to get to this request! But thank you all the same for sending it in. I personally love writing OT12 scenarios :) Hope you like it and please let me know what you think! Feel free to send in more OT12 requests, too :)
Also…I may have gone a little overboard with this (towards the end). Hopefully you like how it turned out anyway :)
“You’re such a dork!” you yell from the other room as you open up the snap that Chanyeol sent you, though he was only in the dorm’s living room watching tv while you were brushing your teeth. You had slept over the night with the boys, thinking that it was going to be fun, and though it was, you had also been bombarded with a bunch of questions (mostly from Chanyeol) on how it was like to be dating Kris.
Both of you had been a little nervous and annoyed with all of the questions, but Chanyeol meant well. After all, Chanyeol and you had known each other since you were young. You were basically siblings, the two of you were so close. And even through his debut period and afterwards, the two of you had kept in contact and continued being friends. It had been through Chanyeol that you had met Kris and then started dating him.
“Who’s a dork?” Kris asked, leaning against the bathroom’s door frame. It looked like he had just woken up and you felt bad for yelling from the other room. You held up a finger as you rinsed your mouth out, setting your tooth brush back in your overnight make up bag. Who knew what would happen to it if you just left it among all the other toothbrushes. Chanyeol would probably find it funny to throw it in the toilet, but you weren’t going to risk that.
“Chanyeol.” you said, showing the notification on your phone that said Chanyeol had sent you yet another snapchat picture. You rolled your eyes as you opened it. Just another picture of Chanyeol, this time sticking his tongue out at you and telling you to get used to it - it being his dorkiness. You tried to hold back your laughter as you pocketed your phone.
That was when you looked up and noticed the look on Kris’ face. You were used to Kris’ “cool” demeanor. His acting like he didn’t care, even when he did. You nudged him and quirked an eyebrow at him curiously.
“What’s wrong?” you asked in a sweet voice, sliding up next to him and nudging his crossed arms. He was definitely trying to put up his “cool guy” front with you, as if that fooled you. The two of you hadn’t been dating for that long, maybe a few months, you didn’t like to keep track, but you had been friends for the past year or so. You knew that look.
“Nothing.” he said, still trying to act cool as he straightened his back and pushed off of the door frame.
“I know that look, Yifan.” you said, still keeping an eye on him. “Are you…jealous?” and you cracked a smile at the word because it was so ridiculous to think that Wu Yifan was jealous of Chanyeol, your best friend. How was that even possible?
“It’s not my style to be jealous.” he answered simply, though you knew he was lying right through his teeth.
You pressed up against him when he started walking in the other direction, going back to his room. You tugged on his arm slightly.
“Oh, come on. Don’t give me that crap.” that made him sigh loudly, but he still refused to look at you, that look still on his face. “What’s there to be jealous of? We’re talking about Park Chanyeol of all people.” and you rolled your eyes, “The only thing worth being jealous of is his height, and I’m not sure if you’ve noticed…” you tried to jump to demonstrate your point. Kris and Chanyeol were both so much taller than you were, “But, you’re just a little bit taller than he is.”
After a few seconds, Kris turned, his hands going out to lock you against the wall, making your eyes go wide at the movement.
“I’m jealous of how close the two of you are.” and he groaned, rolling his eyes at himself, “How you can act to casual with him, when with me…you’re…” but he didn’t finish that thought, obviously feeling uncomfortable. You took control of the situation again, your hands going up to wrap around your boyfriend’s neck, which took him off guard for a few seconds before he settled into your hold.
“Really?” you asked sarcastically. “I don’t do this with Chanyeol.” and you leaned forward to press your lips against his, moving them slowly and smirking when you felt him respond to you. “Or this.” and you moved your hands into his hair, your lips moving from his lips to his jawline, kissing up and down until you heard a sound in the back of his throat. You giggled, knowing that you had effectively distracted him. You reached up, hands going to either side of his face until he opened his eyes and looked into yours. “As much as I love Chanyeol…” Kris groaned at that, not a pleasant sound in comparison to the sounds that had escaped him only seconds ago, “He’s like a brother to me.” and you laughed.
Kris didn’t move from your hold, but he did nod and sigh, his hands going to rest lightly on your waist, “You’re sure?”
And you quirked your head to the side, just looking at him with a miffed expression on your face for a few seconds.
“Do you really have to ask that? I don’t lie to you. I wouldn’t ever lie to you. I love both of you, and you should know the difference between loving a best friend, who’s like a brother to me, and loving a boyfriend.” and you leaned in to kiss him again, the kiss tasting like tooth paste. “Do I need to make myself more clear?” and you let that sink in before you smirked suggestively.
Being this close with him, you didn’t miss it when he smiled, too, and though you could hear Chanyeol in the other room, you didn’t care when Kris growled your name, a deep sound rumbling through his chest. You squeaked as he dragged you into his room, thankful that the other boys had left for the day.
Word count: 12.821 Genre: Fluff, smut, angst, mature (hence the length) Summary: You’ve had feelings for Taehyung ever since you met him, however when he hurts you deeply your relationship change. During his absence you get close to Jungkook, however your feelings for Taehyung are undeniable when he returns. Who do you choose? The guy you’ve always loved or the guy you’ve grown to love?
Hey guys! This is my first scenario ever, evolving from a dream I had the other night. which may make the first bit of the story seem illogical (to all of you out there that - like myself - prefer scenarios to be realistic) but because it was taken from my dream, I tried to adapt it so it became more logical. I hope you all enjoy it, I’m sorry for any mistakes throughout the story, it’s my first time writing anything. Hope you enjoy ♥ ____________
You never really wanted to go on this trip, however Taehyung was going and that made you join in. You had the biggest crush on him, and you knew that he probably knew. Being close to BTS and admitting to having a crush on one of them also meant having them work together like ants to let the loved member know. You never figured out if he liked you back, but you were the only girl he ever seemed interested in. You were best friends on snapchat and he’d always snap you all these weird pictures of himself, whether it be a cute selfie, a new zit or his feet in a car. You loved all of them the same, though. Whenever you joined in on these school trips around Seoul you’d always share your headphones with him, listening to Big Bang’s “Let’s not fall in love”. Taehyung always chose that song and you’d always worry that he was trying to spew hints at you with it, but you’d always remember how big of a fan Taehyung was and calm yourself down. It was you, Taehyung and his class. You were excited to spend the day without the company of BTS, even though you were very close to all of them as well. However, Taehyung was distant all day. He didn’t sit next to you in the subway, nor did he say anything in particular other than the obligatory ‘Hello’ when you arrived. Before you knew it, Taehyung was gone. Taehyung and 3 other guy friends had taken a different train halfway through the day. You thought it was an accident. Laughing to yourself, you turned your head to the rest of the group. “What a bunch of dorks, this is the right one!” you pointed to the train and entered with the rest of them. Nobody really answered you, but went along with you anyway. You tried calling Taehyung a few times in the train, but he didn’t answer. He didn’t answer your snaps either, nor your texts. You were starting to worry, not understanding why he wasn’t answering. When you arrived at your destination, you asked the group if you should sit down and wait for the other boys to take the right train back here. “We could just enter the museum down the block instead… If they want to come, they’ll come.” A tall guy shrugged. If they want to come… what do you mean? This is your school trip! You hesitantly agreed and you went to the museum with them. Walking around there you realized how Taehyung’s absence made it all dull. You kept calling him and snapping him, but he’d never reply. Hours later, you saw that he had posted a public snap on his snapchat of him laughing with the three guys at a café. It felt as if someone had knocked the air out of you. He’d ignored you. He’d ignored you the entire time. You felt angered, however you didn’t want to lose it in front of his school mates and you knew that he’d have to be home before the curfew set by Big Hit, so you thought you’d deal with it later. You decided to try once more and called him, but as you expected; no reply. As the day progressed, you grew sadder. Taehyung never came back and you kept wondering where he was. Your worry had turned to sadness the moment you saw him at the café, and you didn’t understand why he was ignoring you nor why he had left so suddenly. When you realized Taehyung wasn’t coming back, you left the group to go home. Halfway there, you decided you’d stop by their dorm, hoping you’d see a recognizable face. When you saw Jin standing against the wall outside, you couldn’t have let out a more relieved sigh. “Jin, oh my God…” you ran over to him and hugged him, very close to tears. “Y/N, hey, little one..” his tall figure wrapped around you as he rested his head on your head. Something in his voice sounded sad. “I miss Taehyung and I don’t know where he went.” you murmured. “Yeah, I get it…” he kissed the top of your head. “When will he come back?” you asked. No reply. “I miss him so much.” you mumbled again against Jin’s shirt. “Yeah, me too…” The tone in his voice made you even sadder and the fact that he was dismissive when you asked about his return made you panic. You looked briefly to your right and saw Jungkook appearing. “Kookie!!!” you almost screamed as you ran towards him and hugged him so tightly. Because the two of you were the same in age, you always felt very close to him. You’d always suspected that he had a crush on you, but neither of you acted on it because of Taehyung. His eyes lit up as he spread his arms to embrace you and hugged you so tightly. As he let you go, you quickly grew sad again. He wrapped his arm around your shoulder and asked you if you wanted to go to his room. You couldn’t shake the feeling that everyone knew your reason to be sad. When you entered the room, he sat down on the edge of his bed; however you stayed by the door. “Jungkook… I miss Taehyung…” you felt the tears pool up in your eyes from not knowing what was going on. You shifted your gaze from the bed to the floor. “Jungkook.. When is he coming back?” a tear rolled down your cheek, not sure at what point in the day you realized that Taehyung leaving wasn’t normal. Jungkook looked at you blankly, however the pain and discomfort was noticeable in his eyes. “December… 6 months.” he murmured. You felt time stop. You didn’t understand anything. How could he leave in the middle of a school trip, how could he leave without saying goodbye and how could all of this had been going on behind your back? “It’s a really good opportunity, Y/N… The manager set him up, he’s going abroad to this singing school…It’ll really benefit him.” Jungkook continued, when he realized you hadn’t said anything. Every word felt like a new punch to the stomach. Singing school? His voice already made flowers bloom, damn it. “He didn’t say anything to me… He invited me to his stupid school trip and left with his friends that I barely know in the middle of the day as I saw him take a different train than the rest of us.” You felt your face getting warm and your shaky voice getting louder as you became angrier. “I called him 38 times today, Jungkook. I snapped him. I waited for him. I saw him leaving, laughing like an idiot because I thought his confused soul had taken the wrong train – and all he could give me was a public snap of him at a café with friends.” The tears were now streaming down your face and you felt the skin underneath it tighten. “You know how he is… He’s just scared. He invited you so that he could be with you before leaving, but as I suspected he didn’t gather the courage to properly tell you what would happen.” Jungkook murmured whilst keeping his eyes on the ground. He lifted his head to look at you and when he saw how little you looked, standing alone across the room with clenched fists and tears down your face, he removed a little of the duvet and patted the spot on the bed next to him. “Come here, little one.” He tried smiling, but, honestly, his feelings were a mixture of wanting to hold you so tightly you’d never cry again and wanting to punch Taehyung so hard he fell of the face of the earth. You walked over to the bed and got underneath the duvet, pulling it up over your head so Jungkook wouldn’t see you sob. He sat next to you, looking over at the little ball of duvet that you were enveloped in and caressing your back through the covers. You wanted so bad for him to hold you. Your courage left your body and all you could get yourself to do was to text him, even though you were right underneath his touch.
He chuckled at the text and looked over to you, unsure if he should reply.
Can you hold me?
He put his phone down again and began sliding in under the duvet with you, holding your head down on his chest and pushing you closer at the small of your back. He pressed his lips to your forehead and kept them there forcefully as you cried. When you calmed down, you were still in the same position as before and nobody had spoken a word. “December, huh…” you stared blankly at the wall next to him. He answered by pressing another kiss on your head and pulling you a little closer before, eventually, the both of you fell asleep. The beams of sun landing on your face woke you up, still closely intertwined with Jungkook. Across the room, you saw Namjoon still sleeping. You were wondering why he hadn’t woken you up or guided you to a different bed, but as you felt your skin tight and shiny from last night’s tears, you thought maybe he knew. You saw that Jungkook was still wearing both the makeup, tight leather jeans and t-shirt from last night, which indicated that neither of you had moved all night. As you slept your skirt had curled up to your waist, revealing both your thighs and ass as your leg was pushed over Jungkooks’ hip. His big hand was resting high up your thigh, but you didn’t seem to care. You looked at him peacefully sleeping, mouth slightly open and all his features perfect as ever. You couldn’t help but feel bad that you made him comfort you last night because of Taehyung, when you knew that Jungkook had had feelings for you ever since you met BTS. You noticed how beautiful his features was and as a sudden rush of gratitude filled your body, you put a kiss on his cheek before putting your head back on his chest and enjoying his embrace. _____
It had been two weeks. Taehyung was still rejecting your calls and BTS became more and more protective by the hour. They had always been protective of you and they made it very clear to everyone around them that you were theirs and that anyone who would ever try to hurt you would have to get through them first. However, things were getting extreme. Every night was movie night and they’d never let you sleep alone. You wondered what they’d done to get this much spare time on their hands, but realizing that they’d all get up extra early in the morning to be able to finish practice in time for them to come home to you made you realize just how protective they were being. You sat down with them at dinner and gathered the courage to mention that you were fine. “Guys… don’t you think it’s time I go home soon?” Everyone’s eyes shot over to you and Jungkook dropped the food that was in his mouth back down to his place. “Why? You like being here, right?” Yoongi asked, obviously concealing his genuine care with condescending logic. “Yeah, but…” you stuttered. “Well, we like having you here. So no reason to leave.” He said dismissively, continuing to eat his japchae. You pretended not to notice that it was Taehyung’s favorite meal, but when Jin saw how you looked at the food, he knew exactly what was on your mind. He straightened his back a little and coughed, trying to make you think of something else. “Why would you want to leave, Y/N?” Jin asked gently but curiously. “I love being here with you guys, but don’t think I don’t notice how you get up at 4AM to practice and how you desperately look for new movies every night and how you all curl up on the floor next to the bed when I’m sleeping… I’m fine, you know.” Your voice cracked on ‘fine’ and you felt the tears pooling in your eyes. You were crying partially because of Taehyung but also partially because their generosity overwhelmed you. “You’re ours, little one. We want to take care of you. Waking up a little earlier is a small price to pay.” Namjoon added. “Yeah, so shut up, pabo.” Jimin smiled at you. You felt slightly ashamed, but smiled whilst your eyes stayed glued to the floor. You brushed a tear away from your cheek and as you let your wet hand fall down again, you felt Jungkook grab it. You looked at him through your locks and you saw him smile. “So… how is he?” you asked the table, whilst still keeping your eyes on the floor. “He’s okay.” Hoseok forcefully smiled, obviously not wanting to talk about Taehyung for long, scared that his words might hurt you. You looked up at them and waited for someone to elaborate. “Uhh… Haha, well, you know him and his English. So I think… maybe… he feels a little lonely. But he’s okay.” Jin smiled, awkwardly trying to stretch out of his discomfort. “Can you say I said hi? Next time you talk to him, that is…” you looked at Jin. He looked at you with obvious sadness in his eyes, but sighed and smiled, breaking eye contact with you. “Yeah, sure, Y/N…” _____
The days continued to go by as usual and suddenly your daily attire had swapped from your own clothes to eternally walking around in Jungkook’s huge, boxy white t-shirts and panties. More and more of your own clothes were slowly being brought to the dorm and suddenly Jimin was washing your clothes along with the rest. Your felt guilty about being there, but you also had to admit that it felt good to be there with them. It felt like home. Nights were spent as you slept on Jungkook’s bed, whilst everyone else dragged their mattresses to the room to surround the bed and sleep with you. The days, however, were mostly spent with Jungkook. He’d take you everywhere with him, you even went with him when he got his hair cut. He’d do anything for you at this point. Whether it be bringing you to an amusement park, or simply bringing you down the block for some boba, you were always next to him and he was always next to you. The way his fingers intertwined with yours became very familiar to you. The feeling you’d get when he’d laugh against your skin when watching movies became recognizable. His comforting hugs when you’d cry became a shelter and you always knew exactly how his body curved and where your head rested the best. “You know… You don’t have to sleep on the mattress. I’m in your bed after all…” you murmured whilst poking in your boba with your straw. He blushed a little, but assumed you’d said it out of politeness. “Don’t worry about me, Y/N. My bed isn’t exactly fit for two people anyway…” he smiled but you could’ve been sure you saw the pink rush to his cheeks. “I think it fits two people, I slept really good that one night.” You referred to the night Taehyung left, and if you didn’t see him blush before, he was definitely getting red now. God knows he slept well that night too. And God knows he’d do it again. A thousand times, if needed. “Yeah, haha… but don’t you think it’d be weird sleeping with you whilst the rest of the guys are sleeping next to us on the floor?” the words left his mouth semi-stuttered and you could see him getting flustered. You didn’t even mean to flirt, but you felt the butterflies growing in your stomach throughout the conversation. “I think it’s time for them to sleep in their own beds too anyway. It doesn’t feel fair to me that they have to be around me all the time.” Your expression grew a little serious and so did Jungkook’s. “You know, they truly do it because they want to. You shouldn’t ever feel bad about it.” He grabbed your hand across the table. “Yeah, well, I have to learn to sleep without the company 5 boys on mattresses sometime.” You laughed and he began caressing the back of your hand with his thumb. “I’ll tell them.” He smiled at you, cheeks still flushed with color. “It’ll be a little lonely not listening to Jimin sleeptalking though.” You joked. “Right? He tells the best stories in his sleep, I swear.” He ironically joked along as you left the shop. The guys were hesitant to start sleeping in their own beds again, but when you saw Jungkook lean in across the table and whisper something inaudible, you knew that he was probably twisting the truth a little to get them to leave. You saw them looking slightly impressed and began pushing their mattresses out of the room. Namjoon walked over to you and lifted his eyebrows. “So, I guess I’ll be sleeping in Taehyung’s bed now, if sleeping with 6 boys really gets you so hot and bothered” He smiled at you and winked. “What?” you asked curiously. He didn’t bother replying and only chucked lightly as he moved his pillow and duvet. You wanted to ask Jungkook why Namjoon was leaving, but you were too busy noticing how big and empty the room looked. A sudden loneliness struck you and you started doubting if it was the right choice to ask them to leave. Jungkook was looking nervous to say the least, shifting across the room wriggling his fingers and pretending to look for something. “Can I borrow another t-shirt to sleep in?” you asked innocently. “Yeah! Just… wait, I’ll get it for you. What color?” His voice was a little lighter than usual and his words were a cluttered mess. You didn’t understand why he was so nervous, but you decided not to comment on it. “Just whatever.” You smiled and accepted yet another boxy, white t-shirt. You pulled your shirt off, entirely dismissing that Jungkook was in the room until you were standing in front of him in your bra and skirt. When you saw how flustered he looked, you quickly and forcefully pushed the t-shirt over your head and removed your skirt underneath it. None of you commented on what had happened, you just went straight to bed. “Are you going to come in?” you smiled, lifting the duvet as guidance. He was standing across the room staring blankly at you. “Y-yeah.” He walked over slowly and slid his arm and one leg underneath you so that you were wrapped in his embrace once again. He hugged you tightly and placed his cheek on your head. You could hear his heartbeat and wondered how come he could’ve been so courageous the night Taehyung left, only to turn into this nervous mess now. You traced his chest with your fingers, feeling a rush of warmth flush through your body. “I feel very safe with you.” You murmured against his skin. You felt him exhale and tighten his grip on you. It’s as if you saying that worked some sort of magic on him and his anxiety left him entirely. He stopped holding his breath and his breathing became more and more normal by the second. “Taehyung doesn’t know shit…” he mumbled angrily. Your eyes popped open in confusion, lowering your brows as you lifted his head to look at him. His eyes were closed. “What?” you tilted your head. There was a brief pause as he composed himself. “I’m not saying it’s wrong that he left. It’s a rare opportunity that presented itself to him, and he was pushed by our management to take it. So he did. But I don’t ever want you to think that the way he left you was okay. Nothing, and I mean nothing can justify him leaving you alone in Seoul and leaving for half a year without saying anything to you. Taehyung doesn’t know shit. He doesn’t know shit about how fucking amazing you are.” There was a sharpness to his voice. He looked at you intensely and a tension was growing in the room. Left dumbfounded, your lips parted but no words were coming out. Your eyes shifted from his eyes to his lips and back again. The room became so quiet all you could hear was his breath and how it always landed on your lips. You were closer to him now, taking in all his features. His smile lines had flattened out as his eyes shifted down to your lips the closer you got. You saw all the muscles in his face tense up as he slowly but surely tilted his head to meet your lips. You closed your eyes and met him gently. None of you dared to move as your lips slowly adapted to each other. You felt everything. His lips felt like cushions and every now and then, when your lips parted just enough, you were able to feel a dry spot on his lower lip. You wanted to take him in, all of him. You let your lips run along every crevice before you slowly pulled back, your lips sticking to each other as you did. The sticky sensation was still there after you’d retreated and it sent shivers down your spine. You looked up at him, confused about your own action. All you could hear was how you both breathed in harmony, but words weren’t necessary right now. He could tell everything he needed to know by your eyes. While he saw your love and lust for him, he also noticed your doubt, fear and confusion. You didn’t know what to tell him. “I’m glad you feel safe with me.” He broke the silence, referring to your statement long ago. There was a certain hurt to his voice, but he pulled you in nonetheless and pushed your head down to his chest again. You, remaining silent, went back to tracing his chest with your fingers. “I hope you’ll be ready for me one day.” He mumbled as he ran his fingers through your hair one last time, kissing the top of your head and slowly dozing off. You didn’t sleep much that night. Your head was going a thousand miles per hour and everything felt hazy. Your mind was wandering from Taehyung to Jungkook and you felt as if you knew nothing at all. You knew nothing, but that this felt right. It just felt right.
The room felt empty upon waking up. The guys were all sleeping in their own beds again, so the floor was entirely cleared. You were still in Jungkook’s embrace, which made you wonder what time it was. It was almost 4AM and you knew that the boys would be getting up soon. You wanted to get up and pee, but if they saw you up in the middle of the night, you knew they’d suspect you were feeling sad again. You forced your eyes shut and waited the last 12 minutes out until you heard Jimin silently whispering through the door for Jungkook to wake up. You felt his body tense up beneath you as he came to his senses. He patted your hair and slowly wriggled himself off the bed, thinking that you were asleep. You felt him stand by the bed for a few seconds, unsure if he was looking at you or not. He was. He got his clothes and went to the bathroom and as you heard the showerhead turn on, you exhaled. You laid there for a while just looking at the ceiling, listening to the boys get ready. You wondered how they could be so quiet, when they were usually so noisy around each other – however, it seemed logical when considering that they hadn’t ever woken you up before. As you heard them silently leave and the door close shut, you opened your eyes and sat up on the bed. The room was still dark and the dorm quieter than ever. You went out of Jungkook’s room and stood for the hallway for a little bit, noticing how empty it all felt. The door of Taehyung’s room wasn’t entirely shut and you felt your legs automatically guide you towards his room. Other than the bed with Namjoon’s sheets on it, the room both felt and smelled entirely of Taehyung. He hadn’t even cleaned it before leaving, so piles of his clothes were just lying there on the floor. You felt the tears pooling up in your eyes as you realized how desperate you were just to talk to him. Just to figure out what you could’ve possibly done for him to leave you like that. You felt hopeless. You sat on the floor leaning against his closet, picking up one of his Zootopia plushes and hugged it tight. You surely messed it up now. Realizing that not only had you kissed Jungkook, but also undeniably had grown to love him, your palms started sweating with rage towards yourself. Not only were you getting fed, housed and taken care of by the most amazing guys you’ve met, you were also meddling in their affairs, knowing that no matter what you did now, you’d upset someone. You looked at the plush and squeezed it as tears rolled down your face. You sat there for a good half an hour before throwing it away and leaving the room. You washed your face and went back to bed. Jungkook woke you up when they had come home from practice. “Goodmorning, Y/N… Don’t you think it’s time for you to wake up?” He smiled down at you, brushing your cheek with his thumb. You lifted your arms in response, waiting for him to pick you up. He sighed laughingly as he lifted you and put you on the floor. “Goodmorning.” You said sleepily as you stood in front of him, looking very small in his huge t-shirt. He grabbed you by the hand and pulled you out of the room. “Let’s eat together!” He smiled and you wondered how he could be so relaxed and joyous considering what had happened between the two of you last night. You sat yourself down on the couch and pulled a blanket on top of you, barely noticing that Yoongi and Jimin were next to you. “You look ready to take on the day.” Yoongi smiled. You smiled with your eyes shut and they both considered it answer enough. Jungkook entered the living room with two rolls of kimbap and sat down between you and Jimin, handing you one of the rolls. “Eat up!” At this point, you were slowly waking up and you pushed your hand through the blanket and grabbed the foiled roll. “Thanks a lot, Kookie” You smiled at him through the blanket and he nudged himself a little closer. You scrolled through the tv-channels until you found an anime both you and Jungkook loved. You sat there for a few hours until you deemed it appropriate to go shower. “I haven’t even brushed my teeth yet, Jungkook…” “But there’s still like 3 episodes left!” “We’ll watch them tonight then!” You yelled lightheartedly at each other from across the room as you slowly left the room. You noticed that Jimin had taken all of your clothes to wash them, so you gave yourself the freedom to pull one of Jungkook’s sweatshirts on. You threw yourself on the bed and started doodling in your notebook. You had put on your earphones and listened to EXO as you let yourself relax alone for a little while, when suddenly the door stormed open as Jimin entered the room. “Y/N-ya!!!!! We’re making a video for Taehyung, say hi!!!” He smiled widely as his bubbly personality poured out of him. Remembering that you were laying on Jungkook’s bed in his clothes without makeup and with wet hair, you panicked. You froze entirely and all you could get out of your mouth was a stuttered ‘H-h-hi’ whilst staring at Jimin. He turned the camera towards himself, “Well, she’s obviously busy so you’ll talk to her some other time. Let’s go say hi to Jin.” As he left the room, you felt the anxiety and sadness grow in your stomach. You pulled the pillow up to your face wanting to scream into it, but instead all that came out was a long exhale. After you had sat with your face in the pillow for some time, you went back to doodling and turned the music up so high you wouldn’t hear anything, not even if someone dropped a bomb in the dorm. About an hour had passed when your music was stopped by an incoming text message.
So you and Jungkook are a thing now, huh? Since you’re halfnaked in his bed without makeup. That’s nice of you.
It was from Taehyung. Your stomach began turning and you felt the rage bubble reaching the ends of your fingertips. How fucking dare he ask me that? How fucking dare he have that one message be the only thing he’s ever said to me in a month? As your rage grew, you decided not to answer him, but instead you went out in the living room where you saw Yoongi and Jungkook still situated on the couch, playing video games. “Let’s go out tonight.” You tried to hide your anger with a smile, but the tension in your face and your sudden request gave you away. However, none of them decided to comment on it, however Jungkook stayed quiet. “I’m always up for it, we need to call Changwoo hyungnim though, so that we are reserved in the VIP.” Yoongi shrugged, eyes still glued to the screen. “Uh, yeah, okay… We can go out, sure! Sure, let’s ask the other guys, Namjoon can call hyungnim and check the guest list and we can go out tonight, if that’s what you’d like, little one.” Jungkook nervously spewed, but not nervous because it was you asking, moreso nervous because he saw that your wish to go out didn’t come from a happy place. He didn’t dare ask, knowing that the guys had just filmed a greeting to Taehyung. Seeing how Jungkook tried to please you calmed you down greatly and you fell on your knees next to him to hug him thanks. He shaked your hair with one arm around your waist and you got up and exhaled. “This is great, let’s tell the others!” _____
You had gone home to find something to wear, seeing as you couldn’t go to their A-list celebrity club wearing Jungkook’s sweatshirt. While you were out of the dorm, Jungkook took the time to talk to Namjoon. “Hyung, do you have the time?” “Hey, sure, I’ve called Changwoo hyungnim, he said there’d be no problems and the guestlist would be regulated so that we can enjoy the night peacefully. He’ll send a car for us when we’re ready.” Namjoon said, eyes stuck to his phone as Jungkook stood in the door. “Oh, that’s not it… Actually, I wanted to talk about Y/N.” Jungkook’s palms were getting sweaty by the mention of your name. “Y/N? Come in, man.” Namjoon pointed to the beanbag chair across his bed, guiding Jungkook towards it. “So, what’s up?” he asked, noticing that Jungkook was being quiet. “She kissed me last night. I mean, we kissed last night. Like, for a while.” Jungkook didn’t know what to expect as an answer. Either he’d be scolded for messing with you because of Taehyung or he’d be praised for finally kissing you. “Did the two of you…?” Namjoon looked at Jungkook with his eyes squinted, hoping that he’d get the sexual hint. “No, no, no, no! We just kissed. It was calm. And nice. We fell asleep after it.” Jungkook felt the heat rushing through his body as he remembered the previous night, but also felt ashamed for possibly using you during your vulnerable time. “You two seemed so normal today though, it hasn’t been awkward at all. Have you talked to her about it?” “I can’t waste time being awkward with her, hyung. She needs me, well, us, but she needs me right now and that’s more important than being awkward because we kissed. I don’t want her to think about it, I’m not going to mention it unless she does first. I just don’t want her to think that I’m taking advantage.” There was a brief pause in the conversation. Jungkook couldn’t look Namjoon in the eye, but he also knew that Namjoon was the most mature in the house and that if he needed advice, he was the one to go to. “Well, she initiated it, right?” “Yeah…” “Look, I don’t know what’s gonna happen when Taehyung comes home. I can’t tell you what to do, but if it were me, I wouldn’t tell him about the kiss until he’s here again. Taehyung and Y/N haven’t kissed and while I know that he liked her a lot, we don’t know what’s gonna happen in the next half year. But I can’t tell you to ignore your feelings. Nobody here is going to judge you, as long as you aren’t using her.” Namjoon stood up and patted him on the back. “Good job, though. Y/N’s hot.” The last statement finally loosened Jungkook up and he smiled and exhaled in relief. “Thanks, hyung. I just needed to know you wouldn’t hate me.” Namjoon smiled at him and spread his arms, waiting for Jungkook to hug him. “Disgusting.” Jungkook joked and left the room. “Yah pabo!” Namjoon yelled, but quickly began laughing. ____
You were sure you were about to give up after trying on the 8th dress. Until you saw it. The red, tight, short dress that both enhanced your cleavage and your ass. You had never had the courage to wear it, always feeling too revealed and raunchy with it on. Until now. You pulled it out and on top of your head, slightly impressed with yourself when you saw how big and firm your boobs looked in it. When you turned around, the sight of your ass didn’t disappoint you either. You decided that this was it, pairing it with a pair of black stilettoes and your hair let down. After applying your makeup, you called a cab and drove to the dorm for pregaming. You opened the door and saw that they were already sitting around the dinner table playing cards and drinking. “The soju’s already out?” You asked as you appeared in the room. They all looked stunned, really. Some of them were a bit better at hiding it, such as Namjoon, Hoseok and Yoongi, whereas Jimin and Jin were a little bit flustered. However, Jungkook was on a whole other level. Nonetheless, not even Yoongi could hide the blush that appeared on his face. “I don’t know who you’ve dressed up for tonight, but if you’re expecting to bring a boy home tonight, you’re not sleeping here.” Yoongi remarked, as he stared you down for way longer than you’d expected him to do so. “I’ll take that as a compliment that I look good, rather than you implying I’m easy.” You smiled, well-knowingly that none of them ever thought of you like that. “You shouldn’t take it any other way.” He smiled as he got up to hug you. You joined the table after you’d hugged everyone, placing yourself between Jungkook and Yoongi. Jungkook still hadn’t said a word, barely making eye contact with you. You decided not to tease him too much, focusing more on having fun with Yoongi. He was always the one you’d go to when you needed to talk about anything deeper than the average, but also the one you’d go out with and drink with. You’d joined in on the game where the rules were simple: you pulled a black card, you drink. You pull a red card: you make someone else drink. It was Jungkook’s time and as he pulled a red card for the first time, his tipsy fingers pointed the cards towards you. “Down a couple of shots for me, little one.” He smiled at you, the alcohol finally giving him courage to look at you without blushing. “Alright, oppa.” You didn’t break eye contact as you took the shots, feeling how the flirtatious tension between the two of you grew. As the night continued, you felt yourself getting more and more relaxed and gradually detaching yourself from the anger you’d held onto all day. When it became around 11pm, Namjoon got the driver to pick all of you up and drive you to the club. You sat in the back with Jungkook, noticing how Namjoon would look back at the two of you and smile every now and then. “What’s up, are you jealous you can’t join us back here?” You teased, bending over the seats in front of you. He laughed and gently pushed your head back. “Yeah, so jealous I can’t be with the two golden maknaes.” You threw yourself back, partially landing on Jungkook, forcing him to put his arm around your shoulder. You were so close to each other, but the drunken state the two of you were in removed the tension entirely. You felt his breath on your neck and his lips would touch your shoulder every time the car bumped a little. He bit your shoulder teasingly when your hair ended up in his face. It all felt so comfortable. Both of you were laughing loudly, removing any worry either of you had had. When you finally made it to the club, you were guided to the back where 7 drinks were waiting for you. “Alright, let’s get it!” Jin exclaimed drunkily, passing the drinks amongst you until you stood in a circle, preparing for Jin’s toast. “To having fun! And to Y/N for initiating this amazing night, we love you and you are very cute.” The words spilled out of his mouth slurred, but everyone agreed and cheered. As you stood there with the 6 boys, a flush of gratitude rushed through you. Tonight was not about escaping Taehyung. Tonight was about having fun with people whom you love. The bass was pumping through the club, both English and Korean music being played and lots of both Korean celebrities and American celebrities emptying bottles of Grey Goose and grinding up and down each other on the dance floor. “Do you wanna do shots?” You asked Yoongi and as usual, he was quick to agree. The two of you left the group to get to the bar, him ordering a round of Tequila shots for the two of you. “I kissed Jungkook last night.” You yelled to overpower the music and you saw how his eyes widened. “You’re kidding me, right?” “Yeah, no, actually not kidding you at all. It was great.” “What about Taehyung?” You grabbed your shots and as you clinked the glasses together and downed it, you popped the glass on the counter “Fuck Taehyung.” Yoongi knew that now wasn’t the time to talk about it and accepted your anger, laughing along and empowering you for the night. You went back to the group and immediately as you arrived, Snakehips’ ‘Cruel’ came on and Jungkook and you immediately made eye contact as both of your eyes widened. You both loved the song intensely and you had sung it to each other at the dorm. “Dance with me, Kookie!” You grabbed his hand and pulled him out on the dance floor. The dance started rather innocent and at one point, he lifted you up on a table where you’d dance whilst looking down at him and the two of you would sing the lyrics out to each other. However, eventually you’d get down and the space between the two of you would quite naturally grow very small. Both of you were too drunk to tense up about it, however it was noticeable that both your and his eyes grew dark with lust. You wondered if it’d be appropriate for you to kiss him right here and now, and you were almost ready to do it when he intertwined his fingers with yours, but if you were to be honest, you loved him too much. Even in your drunken state, you knew that you didn’t ever want him to think that you were just using him as a rebound for Taehyung, even if you weren’t sure of your feelings towards him just yet. The song eventually ended and was replaced by BigBang’s ‘Bang Bang Bang’ which luckily sent Jungkook rocketing through the roof, entirely evading a possibly awkward rejection on your part. Jimin joined the two of you on the floor voluntarily whilst you went up to drag the rest of the guys down with you. A little bit of sadness grew inside you, knowing that Taehyung and Jungkook usually had their BigBang thing together, but you pushed it away when you saw how Jungkook’s eyes had turned into tiny moons and his smile was glowing up the entire club as he danced with Jimin. He kept pulling you in and it was as if every worry and sadness evaporated and you could think of nothing but how good it felt to be held by your one and only Jungkook. The night continued with shots, dancing and laughing and at 4AM with Jin passed out under the table, you all thought it’d be a good idea to go home. In your drunken state, you all somehow agreed that it would be best to just let Jin sleep in the bathtub and you went to fetch some blanket and pillows to put underneath him, all harmonically laughing together, thinking that you were absolute geniuses. Yoongi got a marker and handed it over to you and you both knew what time it was. You contemplated for a long time on whether or not you should go with the classic dick drawing, but seeing how peaceful and happy Jin looked as he slept, you just wrote “Bad eomma” on his forehead. With the booze still very much rushing through your blood, you sat down on the floor hysterically laughing at the whole situation and both Yoongi and Jungkook joined you on the floor next to you. “I’ll be going to bed.” Yoongi slurred as he lifted himself off the floor and tripped on his way out of the door in a proper drunken manner. “Look, we’re not fucking practicing tomorrow; I don’t fucking care who our manager is or what show we’re doing! I’m not doing shit tomorrow other than eating anything deepfried. Do we have anything deepfried now actually?” Yoongi spoke to himself as he walked through the house and you heard him opening the fridge door in the distance. You and Jungkook looked at each other and laughed at his speech to himself. “Isn’t it funny our song played at the club tonight?” You asked while looking at the ceiling. “Our song?” He asked curiously, looking at you. “Well, it’s our song. Right? Who else?” “Yeah, it’s our song. It was great. I had a lot of fun.” “We’re still having fun!” Both of you sighed and remembered that you were leaning against the bathtub with Jin’s head poking out and you both fell apart in laughter. Jungkook got up and you spread your arms, letting him know to pick you up. He lifted you and carried you to the room, letting you down by the closet. You had given up on asking him about borrowing clothes and you were practically using his closet as your own. You pulled the red dress over your head, revealing your lacy black lingerie to Jungkook. “Don’t do that to me, Y/N.” He sighed and smiled at the floor as he took his shirt off and threw himself on the bed. You just chuckled and dismissed his remark, pulling yet another oversized t-shirt over your head. “You’re sleeping shirtless tonight?” You were surprised that you felt slightly flustered and tried to hide your blushing. “Yeah, it’s hot. Get in!” You both knew exactly how to lie in the small bed to both be comfortable and you slid into all his cracks and curves perfectly as the two of you enveloped each other. He held his hands on your thighs and your head was hidden in the crook of his neck. You felt that your hair was in the way, so you sat up on his lap to tie it up, however the motion of you sitting perfectly aligned with his bulge looking down at him immediately turned on every sexual relation in Jungkook’s mind and his body responded to his thoughts instantaneously. You felt something poke your butt and you widened your eyes as you saw him blush. “I’m really sorry, I’m drunk, could you just lift yourself so I can reposition? Don’t mind it at all, just… I’m drunk, I’m sorry.” He sloppily spilled his excuses, but you listened none the less and lifting your hips slightly as he readjusted himself. When you sat down again, you felt the outline of his cock perfectly aligned with your slit. Your eyes widened even more when you noticed his size and you felt your clit thump at the thought of what it must feel like. Both of you grew quiet and neither of you could evade the tension now. You put your hands on his chest and looking down on his fit body you began rocking yourself back and forth, slowly grinding him. “Y/N…” He murmured whilst looking at you through his lashes. You closed your eyes and threw your head back as you gradually picked up your pace and pushed yourself more downward the more heated you got. You didn’t know if it was the alcohol that gave you the courage, but you ignored every mumbled remark, well-knowingly that he could push you off any time. You needed him. Besides both of your heavy breaths, you both remained rather quiet. Not because you weren’t stimulated enough, but rather because the atmosphere and the shyness that comes along with discovering the unknown. However, when you felt him twitch his cock beneath you, making it punch against your clit, a moan slipped from your mouth. When he heard your moan he sharply inhaled as he dug his fingers down in your skin. “Fuck, Y/N…” he mumbled. You took your shirt off, still grinding on top of him and you felt him tense up as you revealed your bra. He had seen it just a few minutes ago as you were changing to his shirt, but the different atmosphere called for a different reaction. He loosened his grip on your thighs and slowly glided his hands upwards across your waist until his thumbs ran across the lacy fabric. His breathing got heavier and seeing how he silently praised you turned you on even more. Even though the alcohol had given you courage to get this far, kissing Jungkook still made you nervous. There was something very intimate about intertwining your lips with his and feeling his soft lips like drizzle on your own. However, when you went in to kiss him, there was no drizzle this time. When he pushed his tongue towards your teeth and you obeyed, it was a hurricane. Your tongues were dancing to the same song and your hands were in his hair as you continued to rock on his bulge. With ease, he flipped you around so that you were on your back and sat on his knees between your legs. With his hands behind your back, he unclasped your bra and pulled away from the kiss to see your revealed and naked chest. To say that he was stunned would be an understatement. He slowly traced your boobs with his fingers as he mumbled a quiet “You’re perfect…” He went down to place kisses along your neck as he whispered praises along the delicate of your skin. “You’re so beautiful, Y/N” “Oh my God…” “You’re amazing.” You heard the sincerity in your voice and hearing how he was genuinely overwhelmed with your beauty made your hunger for him grow even more. He went down and kissed up your thigh until he reached the hem of your black lace panties. You had soaked them and when he removed them, your lips were glistening. He bit his lip in response before placing a peck on top of it, making eye contact with you. He then proceeded to lick up and down your slit, teasing you until he finally pushed his tongue to your clit. The anticipation made you twitch and you felt him smile against your skin as he realized how badly you wanted him. He continued to suck, lick and bite your clit and just when you thought you were getting close to the edge, he pushed a finger in there, perfectly hitting your spot. “Jungkook…” You moaned out and you noticed how it turned him on to hear his own name. As he tensed up, he pushed another finger in, now going harder with his fingers and faster with his tongue. He looked up at you, admiring how he was making your boobs bounce just with two of his fingers, not even daring to imagine what you’ll look like when his cock fills you up. As his pace went up, you felt your core heating up and you were going to overflow soon. “Jungkook, I want to cum with you inside me…” You oddly felt nervous saying it, not knowing how he’d react to your bluntness. “I’ll make you cum again, baby.” Although there was something very erotic about that, you also noticed the tenderness in his voice, and how he just wanted to make you feel good. You knew that if he didn’t stop, you’d cum even if you wanted to or not and as he sucked onto your clit, you let yourself go. Seeing you twitch underneath his touch made him groan against you skin as he let you ride it out on his fingers. He cleaned his face off in the sheets as he lifted himself to kiss you again. He flipped you over again, so that you were on top of him, guiding you on top of his cock. As you let it slip into you, feeling his girth fill you up, you let out a loud moan. He groaned at the sight, throwing his head back and closing his eyes before opening them up to watch you bounce on top of him. His hands were greedy, tracing up and down your body, unsure of which part to touch first. “Fuck, baby…” He caressed your boobs while you moans slowly became louder. He grabbed your hips and lifted you a few centimeters to make himself able to thrust in and out of you, taking control. Nothing was hotter to him than seeing you squirm as he thrusted himself deep into you, your pussy swallowing his dick whole. He picked up his pace as he lifted his legs and pushed you close to him and small whimpers escaped your mouth. He pushed his arm between your bodies to reach your clit and you could feel your orgasm nearing as he pressed his fingers onto it. “Jungkook…” you stuttered and whined, as his pace became gradually more unsteady and his raspy groans filled the rooms. Your stomach knotted as you came, squirming beneath his touch. Almost a second later, you felt the warmth fill you up as he finished. Your moans were loud and in harmony as you finished off and he pulled out of you. Neither of you were virgins, but something made both of you feel a little timid after that. It felt like the first time. Both of you became quiet after that, looking at each other in the darkness, still catching your breath. “I love you.” Jungkook broke the silence with his hands on your hips. He didn’t smile and you could tell in his voice that he didn’t know how you’d reply. “I love you, too.” You looked down at him, but neither of you were smiling. You both knew what you were getting yourselves into. __
The night had ended with the two of you finally loosening up and hitting the shower together, Jungkook still complimenting your body in the shower. Afterwards you pulled his t-shirt over you and the two of you fell asleep together. It wasn’t until the morning after you had remembered that the two of you weren’t alone in the dorm and hope that the rest were too drunk to notice or care. Entering the living room to see Yoongi passed out on the couch with empty food wrappers besides him and no smell of food wasn’t exactly typical, not even after a night out. Jin would usually be the first to wake up, clean the mess and make all of you hangover breakfast. In that moment, you remembered. “Fuck, Jin…” You quietly whispered to yourself as you ran into the bathroom, seeing Jin still snoring away in the bathtub, the ‘Bad Eomma’ on his forehead slightly smudged. You laughed at the sight, but thought it’d be a good idea to finally wake him up. “Hey, eomma… Wake up.” You chuckled as you shook his shoulders. When he realized he was in the bathroom, he shook himself awake. “What the fuck happened last night? Why are you calling me eomma? Why am I in the tub?” “You fell asleep under the table at the club, don’t you remember? Honestly, Jin oppa, you were wild last night.” “Fuck… Ugh, my head. I need food. Something deepfried.” He picked himself up and left the bathroom without paying extra thought to himself, leaving the marker on him. You smiled and decided to wake up the rest of the boys, but when you went to wake up Namjoon, you stopped in your tracks remembering you were entering Taehyung’s room. A huge rush of guilt flushed through you, feeling terrible about last night. You decided not to enter, figuring one of the other guys would wake him up for you. At last, all of you sat down and ate breakfast together, discussing the events of last night. “Did you see Jimin trying to hit on that girl yesterday by introducing himself as ‘Hello we’re BTS!’?” Hoseok laughed, pointing to Jimin’s blushing cheeks. “Yoongi introducing himself as Agust D to the group of American rappers was extra though…” You added, making everyone laugh and Yoongi blush. “Nobody beats Jin though. Destroying the club with your moves, screaming ‘Evacuate the dancefloor’ as you shuffled onto the floor.” Namjoon laughed, and everyone agreed that Jin was the funniest last night. The day slowly became more normal as everyone had showered and eaten, Jin slightly freaking out about his ‘Bad Eomma’, scared that it was in permanent marker, but other than that, everything was quite calm. You spent most of the day with Yoongi in his room, listening to some of his ideas for BTS’ future album. You always felt privileged when Yoongi opened up to you about his music. You always talked to him about deeprooted issues, but there was a certain fragileness to Yoongi when he talked about his music. He was very humble, which only made it more impressive when he finally showed you his ideas. Jungkook asked you if you’d like to grab dinner with him, and the two of you went to a restaurant together. Again, neither of you mentioned what had happened last night and you were surprised at how relaxed and fun he was. How can he just ignore it? How can we spill love confessions and have sex and kiss in the night and still be perfectly fine and chill the next day? The two of you ate dinner, joking and talking about everything there was to talk about. After dinner, you went to the park to feed the ducks with some bread you had bought at a grocery store. The conversations were lighthearted and you continued to feel very comfortable in his company. As it became dark, both of you agreed that you should go home. At home, you watched a bit of anime until everyone deemed it time to sleep. You couldn’t sleep that night. You felt Jungkook’s sleeping breath beneath you, but no matter how much you tried, your inner doubt would always keep you up. You decided to give up, picking yourself up from the bed and going to the living room. As you entered the room, you saw Yoongi sitting on the balcony. Your brows furrowed, wondering what he must be doing there in the middle of the night. “Yoongi-ah?” You opened the door. “Y/N? Why aren’t you sleeping?” “I can’t sleep…” He patted the spot on the bench next to him. “Yeah? Let’s talk.” You sat down and he threw half of the blanket on top of your legs so that you were both covered. “I had sex with Jungkook last night.” He almost choked as you said it, his eyes widening in shock. You figured you were right when you thought that they were all too drunk to notice. “What? Y/N, oh my God… What will Taehyung say? Do you still like Taehyung? Fuck, what the hell?” He whispered, but not in a judgmental way. He was genuinely worried, exactly as you were. You felt your skin tighten and your eyes water as your worries were confirmed. “I don’t know how I feel! I’ve liked Taehyung for so long now, I still get the exact same feeling when I look at him as I did the first time I saw him. I’m so mad at him though, whenever I picture him inside my head my fists clench up and I want to punch him for leaving me and for texting me asking me if I was with Jungkook. That’s the only thing he’s texted me, you know? It’s been over a month, oppa. A month and he hasn’t talked to me or responded to my calls or texts, but as soon as he saw me wearing Jungkook’s sweater, he texted me within minutes asking me if Jungkook and I were a thing. But he wasn’t even just curious, he was jealous! How do you get jealous of someone if you can deal with not talking to them for over a month? If he can just leave me alone in Seoul with people I barely know, how can he possibly earn the right to be jealous? And I love his stupid face and if he came back now, I’d still be unsure of what to do. Then there’s Kookie, the guy who’s always been there for me, who took me in the night of Taehyung’s leaving. Who’s slept on the floor because of me, who’s cuddled me and brought me everywhere with him during this time. It’s like, when I’m with him, all my worries evaporate. When I’m with Jungkook, there’s nobody in the world but Jungkook. His body is familiar to me, his laugh is familiar to me, I swear if I was standing with 1000 people, I could still pick out his breath. But if I truly, wholeheartedly loved one of them, I would forget the other, right? I mean, it’s like that quote, if you love two people, choose the second one, ‘cause if you truly loved the first one, you wouldn’t have liked number two – or whatever. You know, Johnny Depp. But I haven’t forgotten Taehyung. I haven’t even kissed Taehyung yet. And even if, by some chance, Taehyung came home with a grand love confession, I couldn’t just choose him now. Surely, I’d be able to excuse my kiss. But I’ve had sex with Jungkook. I’ve done the one, most intimate thing with Jungkook. He probably wouldn’t even take me.” You sobbed as you looked over the Seoul skyline, leaving Yoongi speechless. After a silent pause, he grabbed your hand and held it on his lap. “You can’t sit around and wait for Taehyung to gather up the courage to ask you out forever, little one. I’ve known Taehyung for very long now, and he’s not a bad person. He’s an idiot at times and too shy about his emotions for his own good, but he’d never purposely hurt you. Neither would Kookie. Either way, there’s no need to rush into any pain now. What you have currently is Jungkook and as long as you are honest with him about your doubt and as long as you aren’t using him, you shouldn’t feel bad for having fun with him. And if it so happens that your feelings for Jungkook grow deeper and you wish to be with him, I’m sure Taehyung will understand. And vice-versa. Even though the three of you have a fucking weird love-triangle going on right now, we are all first and foremost your family. And you don’t ever back out on family. Does this make sense?” You sniffled and dried your eyes with the free hand. Despite his cluttered words, you knew what he meant and you knew he was right and that made it all so much worse. You didn’t deserve these people at all. ____
The next week or so went by smoothly. Jungkook and you hadn’t talked about having sex, however the occasional intimate kiss in the middle of the night would still occur. He continued to buy you boba and take you to amusement parks and museums, and you still had the often-occurring movie night with the rest of the boys. You didn’t know if Jungkook considered the two of you to be dating, but you knew that he felt that you hadn’t forgotten Taehyung. He didn’t want to push you into anything, so he thought it’d be best if he remained quiet and let you figure it out yourself. Almost two months had passed since Taehyung left, and you still thought of him. Even if you were just sitting in the kitchen with the other boys, your eyes would travel down to hallway to his door. You didn’t cry as much, though. You had let all the overwhelming feelings out and now you just felt empty. Like a part of you was simply missing. Until Jungkook would look at you or drag you closer to him or grab your hand. Then the whole world would stop and the only two people in that world would be you and Jungkook. You were playing Mario Kart with Jimin when you heard someone enter through the main door. You didn’t pay it much attention, but when you realized all the boys were home a panic grew in your stomach. You paused the game and the two of you turned around. It was Taehyung. 4 months early. “Tae!!!” Jimin screamed as he got up from the couch and jumped on him. Taehyung’s laughter filled the room and his boxy smile blinded you. Though he was hugging Jimin, he was looking at you. Neither of you knew how to act around each other. Last time he wrote you, he was mad. However, he left you first, so you were mad. And he had ignored you. How do you react to this? “You’re home?” were all the words you could form. He sighed in relief and smiled shyly as he put his bags down. “Yeah, it wasn’t for me.” You nodded, still sitting across the room in the couch. Luckily, both of you were saved by the undeniable awkwardness when Jin and Namjoon overheard Taehyung’s laughter and entered the room. “Taehyungie!” they both exclaimed, running towards him to hug him. Yoongi followed shortly after, then Jungkook. You remained seated in the couch, eyes glued to the floor. Through your lashes, you could see Jungkook standing in the doorway, looking at you to check if you’re okay. You watched them all greet each other as Taehyung explained why he didn’t like the school and why he was home early. After a good half hour, he excused himself by picking up his bags and telling the others he was going to unpack. “Oh, yeah – I’ve been sleeping in your bed, Taehyung, I’ll just get my sheets off.” Namjoon picked himself up from the chair. “What? Why? Were you missing me that much?” He jokingly replied. “No, but Y/N’s been sleeping with Jungkook, so I just slept in your room instead.” The tension grew and silence emerged. You could feel Taehyung stopping in his steps and furrowing his brows. He didn’t reply after that, and the anxiety in your stomach grew as you looked towards Yoongi. He looked equally as worried as the corners of his mouth lowered and face tightened. It had been hours and you hadn’t moved from the couch. The whole group was situated next to you and around you, while Taehyung talked about the states and what the school was like. You didn’t say anything and he tried not to look at you, however you’d catch him staring every now and then. You didn’t know what to do. Telling them you’d be going home after 2 months of living with them as soon as Taehyung came would indicate that you were there because he was gone. Staying there however, would mean sleeping in Jungkook’s bed with an angry Taehyung in the next room. You felt horrible. You left the room and sunk into the pile of pillows on Jungkook’s bed. “Are you going to apologize to Y/N?” Yoongi asked Taehyung, when your sudden exit left the room quiet. “For what? She was clearly fine.” “She’s been a mess since you left, hyung…” Jungkook mumbled, looking at the floor. “She was sleeping in your bed, wearing your clothes. The two of you seemed great to me.” Taehyung’s voice got sharp and it cut through the tension like a knife. “Tae. We invited her in and have been taking care of her for two months now, we all slept in their room for the first month or so, so she wouldn’t feel sad.” Jin tried to calm him down, speaking in a relaxed manner. “The fuck do you have to be mad about anyway? You left her alone in Seoul with people she didn’t know in the middle of the day, ignored all of her calls for two months. You never called her, you never texted her. You never even told her you were leaving in the first place.” Yoongi spewed, clearly aggravated by Taehyung’s attitude. Taehyung, unable to reply, stood up and left to go to his room. He slammed the door and threw himself on the bed, noticing how his Nick from Zootophia plushie was on the floor, squeezed disproportionate with leftover makeup on his face. He knew that it must’ve been you. A guilt flushed over him, realizing how sad you must’ve been during those two months. He wanted to talk to you so bad and apologize, but it was as if the cat got his tongue. He just lied on the bed for hours and hours, trying to pick up the courage to talk to you. You came out your room when Jin called for dinner, noticing that they had only made room for 7. “How about Taehyung?” you asked, scanning the room for him. “He won’t be eating tonight, it seems. Sit down.” Jimin patted the seat next to him. You sat beside him and ate with the rest, knowing that Taehyung was alone in his room. You barely ate and you were quick to go back to the room. Nobody really dared bothering you today, knowing how hard this must be on you. Relatively late in the evening, someone knocked on the door of the room. You figured it must’ve been Jungkook wanting to go to bed. “Come in!” you shouted through the door. “Hey.” Taehyung stood in the door, looking down on you sitting on the floor with your notepad. You looked at him in response, not being able to say anything. He was shifting in his place, clearing his throat numerous times before stuttering “Do you want to go for a walk and talk things through with me?” He sounded timid and despite his tall figure, he looked so small standing there. “Yeah… give me 5 minutes.” You mumbled. You changed into your own clothes, putting on your coat and boots, putting your phone in your pocket. On the way out, you saw Jungkook looking at the two of you from the couch. “Where are you going?” he asked curiously, a sadness growing in his eyes. “Just to talk, I guess.” You looked at him, trying to send him a reassuring smile. You left the dorm and walked through the dark to the nearest playground, where you found a swing set that you both sat on, each on your own swing. “I’m sorry, Y/N… I know I’ve messed up.” Taehyung mumbled as he nervously shifted in his seat. You didn’t reply nor look at him, waiting for him to elaborate. “I wanted to tell you, you know? I wanted to let you know that I was leaving and that I’d be gone, but mostly I wanted to let you know that I was falling for you… And because I was so fixated on this grand love confession, I didn’t gather the courage to say anything at all. The school was fine. It was great. But every night I’d lay in bed and I couldn’t live with myself knowing that you were here, not knowing how I felt about you. So I had to come home.” While you felt the butterflies grow in your stomach, you also felt the tears pooling in your eyes. “If that’s how you felt, why did you ignore me? Why didn’t you pick up a single call in two months?” He sighed. “I was ashamed. I was a coward, I know. Fuck, I messed up Y/N… and getting mad at you for wearing Jungkook’s shirt, fuck I’m horrible. I’ll understand if you do-“ You felt a sob nearing, interrupting him before you broke down. “I didn’t just wear Jungkook’s shirt…” The tears were rolling down your face now, feeling every pain you had felt the last two months at once. “What?” You could hear his voice getting timid. You didn’t reply, your breath interrupted by sobs and whimpers of apologies. “Y/N, what did you do?” He tried to sound sturdy, but his voice was shaky and you could feel him choking up as he realized what must’ve happened while he was gone. “I didn’t know how you felt, Tae…” You played with the sleeves of your jacket as they caught all of your falling tears. “Did you kiss him?” he whispered shakily, making you sink into your knees as you realized that what you had done was much worse. If he began crying knowing you had kissed someone else, you didn’t want to think about how he’d feel when he knew you had had sex with Jungkook. When he noticed your head falling to your knees and your sobs getting louder, he wasn’t sure if you were confirming a kiss or if it was worse. “You didn’t… sleep with him, did you?” he tried to sharpen his voice. A pause. A nod. “You slept with him!?” he yelled as he got up from the swing. Your sobs got louder and you didn’t dare to look at him. His breathing became unsteady as he choked and began crying. “How could you do this to me? I’m gone for two months and you have sex with someone else? What, if you can’t have one BTS member, you’ll just take the other?!” his voice was loud and angry, and he yelled through his sobs. And then you switched. Having him imply that this had happened because you wanted someone from BTS or implying that you were easy turned your sadness to anger. You felt the same rage you felt when you received his text message spread through your fingertips and you stood up. “You left me! You left me alone with strangers, you left me for what I thought was gonna be six months, Taehyung! You ignored me, I tried so hard to reach out to you! If you would’ve just told me, I would’ve waited for you, I would’ve waited forever had I just known that you liked me! But you didn’t. You didn’t tell me anything. You just left. And I stayed here and loved you. I still love you. So much, Taehyung. So much that having sex with Jungkook still couldn’t take my mind off of you. But you have no right to be mad.” He didn’t have the courage to talk through his sobs, he just sat down on the swing again as he buried his face in his hands. You stood in front of him, your sobs turning into quiet whimpers. “I’m gonna go home, Taehyung. I’m sorry.” And so you left. Home. ___
A week had passed since you last spoke to anyone from BTS. A lot of your clothes were still at their place, along with some books, your computer and your notepad. None of the members had left you alone besides Taehyung, all continuously calling and texting, especially Jungkook. He would text you in the middle of the night as well, letting you know that he had trouble sleeping without you. You didn’t want to ignore him. Or any of them for that matter, you just felt ashamed. Ashamed that you had dragged 6 amazing boys into your own drama. The days were dull and you didn’t do much else but watch Korean dramas on TV all day, barely eating or getting out of the house. Was this the end of your friendship with BTS? Had you ruined it all forever? A knock on your door made you jump out of your seat as you picked yourself up to answer it. It was Yoongi, carrying food and a bottle of Soju. “You’re awful for ignoring me, you know that, right?” he smiled, handing you the food and booze. You smiled sadly and apologized. “I’m sorry, Yoongi-ah…” “We need to talk.” Since it was summer, you decided to eat on your balcony, enjoying the sunset view whilst downing the Soju and devouring the food. “Jungkook and Taehyung haven’t spoken in a week. They fought so much when Tae came home that night and since then, they barely look at each other. Practice has been so fucking awkward, dude. The worst part isn’t even that they’re mad, the worst part is when our crew turns on the camera, they are so quick to turn into the best friends for the fans. Then the cameras turn off, and they squirm off each other and go back to ignoring each other. It’s scary.” You looked at him and took a big sip from the bottle as you heard about them. “I don’t know what to do.” He took the bottle from your hand, taking a sip as well. “You need to choose. You can choose neither, if you want. But you need to choose. And you need to come back to the dorm, the house is really empty without you…” You poked at your food in response. “And hey… don’t ignore Jungkook. I understand that it’s hard, but he has been the only one in this love triangle that never wronged you. He doesn’t deserve it.” You knew that he was right, and reached out for the bottle again. “I’m awful.” You said, as you took another sip. He smiled at you and patted your knee. “You’re fine.” “Do the guys hate me?” “What? No, they understand you perfectly. They talk about you all the time, teasingly scolding Taehyung and Jungkook for being the reason ‘they can’t have nice things’. Especially Hoseok is really going at them. Jimin has been a little quiet since you left, feeling stuck between the two youngsters. Jin and Namjoon are trying to hold it all together for the group, but especially Jin is being super melancholic everytime he cooks a meal he knows you like.” You smiled and felt the tears pooling, realizing how much you missed them. “I have to choose then, huh…” He looked at you and let out a sigh. “Yeah. You really do.” You took the last sip before getting up. “So I will.”
Wow, you made it!! My plan for this is to make two alternative ending, one in which the reader chooses Jungkook and one in which the reader chooses Taehyung - since I don’t know who I’d choose myself. Send me your feedback and tell me who you’d choose in this scenario!