your laugh is so pretty

cute things about girls!

- their skin glows, and sometimes there’s glitter!

- they share their favorite songs with you!

- sometimes you see a girl and she’s so beautiful you can’t believe she’s real!

- they always smell nice! whether it’s their shampoo, lip gloss, body lotion or perfume!

- when they hug you everything is okay again!

- when the sunlight shines on their hair and eyes and they look like angels!

- they paint each other’s nails! they send each other heartfelt gifts! they compliment each other!

- girls can pull off any style! dresses, suits, flannel, bomber jackets… all pretty!

- when they sing or hum along to the radio!

- they blush easily!

- they look great with both short and long hair, and with any hair color! 

- when you need help they’re always there!

- being with them, even though you’re both doing nothing, makes your day!

- spending time with them is so healing!

- they make other girls feel amazing about their body and talents despite having their own insecurities!

- rosy cheeks! pretty eyes! soft hair! marshmallow heart!

- they are so strong! they stand up for themselves! they protect each other! they fight for what they believe in!

- they give you confidence! they help you overcome your fears! they are a role model to you!

- very generous when sharing their food with you!

- their smiles are so sweet! their laughs make your heart melt!

- they are so pretty and kind and great! every girl is a work of art, the world is so lucky to have them!

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she had the world || panic! at the disco

5

marvin at the psychiatrist, a three-part mini opera

don’t despise what you feel,
love the friend, not the heel.

compliment sentence starters.

’ you always know how to find that silver lining. ’
’ has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are? ’
’ you have the whitest teeth! you’ve got a hollywood smile! ’
’ you have the most beautiful eyes i’ve seen before. ’
’ i love your hair so much, it’s so pretty. ’
’ you have the best laugh in the universe. ’
’ you always dress so fabulous! you’ve got so much style! ’
’ you’re the best at anything and everything you do. ’
’ you are the smartest person i know! ’
’ sometimes i wonder why you’re my friend. ’
’ you’re the best friend anyone could ever ask for. ’
’ you always seem to have a solution for any problem. ’
’ you are the most attractive person i’ve had as a friend. ’
’ anything looks good on you! you’re perfect! ’
’ you always make the days a little brighter for people. ’
’ you’re like, really loved and adored, despite what you think. ’
’ anyone would be lucky to have you as a girl/boyfriend. ’
’ you’re going to make the best parent one day. ’
’ one day, you’re going to make someone so happy. ’
’ ever since i met you, i’d been the happiest i’ve ever been. ’
’ you are the perfect role model. ’
’ you deserve an award or something, you’re that great. ’
’ you did so good on that art work the other day! ’
’ that speech was phenomenal, left me speechless. ’
’ you’ve got an amazing face and i just want to stare at it all. ’
’ i could stare at you all day and never get tired. ’
’ you are the better looking out of the two of us. ’
’ you’re the smarter one out of the two of us. ’
’ you always smell so good. what perfume is that? ’
’ i’ll only get a make over, if you’re the one who does it. ’
’ i’d trust you with my life any day. ’
’ you have the biggest heart out of everyone i’ve ever met. ’
’ you are just the sweetest person ever. ’
’ you are so creative! i could never be that original. ’
’ your ideas are so beautiful and original, i love them. ’
’ you really do make a fantastic meal, the best i’ve ever had. ’
’ this is so delicious, oh my god, you’re amazing. ’
’ you do not need make up to look beautiful, you were blessed. ’
’ why does everything you buy fit you so well? ugh. ’
’ you give me so much inspiration. ’
’ you inspire me so much, i’ve always looked up to you. ’
Testosterone Boys

Reader x F*ckboi!Yoongi ft. Taehyung
Synopsis: 
A little end of the year party tradition gets taken too far.
Genre: Smutty, Angst
Word Count: 7.1k
Part 1 of 2


Originally posted by dreamyoongi


“No! It’s not happening.”  

“C'mon. It’s harmless. Seriously, it’d be like a chill thing.”

“No, Yoongi. There’s no way I’m doing that.”

“Why not? There’s seriously no ill feelings behind it, I only need them for a little bit and then you’ll get it back.”

“Why can’t you take no for an answer, Loser. I’m not giving you my underwear. Bye.”  

Yoongi sighed as he followed you outside of the house party to the backyard. The music pounded through the walls from inside, blaring fast beats and obscene profanities, echoing past numerous houses down the street. The cold air hit your cheeks that were tinted red from the alcohol and the heat of the copious amounts of bodies ‘bumping and grinding’ on one another.  

Even outside, the yard was filled with scattered groups and couples. Each of them drinking from those infamous red, plastic cups, taking hits off of each others blunts, or connected to their partners lips. Pushing past them was no easy task, consistently bumping into intoxicated bodies as you made your way to the empty swinging loveseat.

You ran your hand through your hair as you sat, attempting to catch a breath. The party was suffocating. It seemed as though people flooded every room, corner, crevice and pocket the household had. The bathroom; occupied by two girls from your Literature class going down on the All-Star Quarterback whose only response to the disturbance was “Do you wanna join?”

The bedrooms were either locked and if they weren’t you wouldn’t dare go into them anyways. Oh no, you’d learned your lesson the first time you’d ever gone to a house party of this size. Turns out, High Schoolers were a lot kinkier than you could ever have thought.  

Any other room was full of people trying too hard to impress their peers when in the end it didn’t even matter. You never saw the point in these fiascos. High School lasts 4 years and then it’s over with and you don’t ever see these people again. They weren’t important to you in the long run.

So, why were you here in the first place? Well you could thank your 'best friend’ for that. Park Jimin. After well, years, of begging for you to try another party saying, “It won’t be like the first one, I promise. I won’t leave your side and we’ll have fun, just the two of us, okay?” He finally got you to agree to try it once more making him swear he really wouldn’t leave you alone at any point during the party. But, here he was; weak as a kitten as soon as his ex walked in, begging for some alone time to 'talk’.

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the signs as things my brother has said
  • aries: i'll choose moose because i sexually identify as one
  • taurus: RUN THOSE KIDS OVER. NATURAL SELECTION. but don't hurt the dog.
  • cancer: if my future kid's ever an emo, i'll slap them
  • gemini: no i won't shave...i prefer being an untamed lawn
  • leo: YOU MAKE MY SODIUM LEVELS HIGH WOMAN
  • virgo: *smacks me in the face* itachi forehead touch
  • libra: this offends my veganism
  • scorpio: i can't call you a hoe??? fine you fucking shovel
  • sagittarius: it's gucci my dude
  • capricorn: i like cheesecake, maple syrup, and strippers
  • aquarius: *looks at the night sky* i'm so glad i paused dragon ball z for this
  • pisces: who cares about the sea life. i care about the tree life. Recycle.
Missing You and You Only

“I’m glad you could make it,” Ethan rasped, his voice groggy from the morning and arising from the dead of sleep. Truthfully, he hadn’t had that peaceful of a sleep in a long time, more specifically, in a couple months -since the last time he was home with you.

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The Lucky One {KJI}

Description:Because you were in love.”

Genre: Smut / Fluff (SO FLUFFY WHO EVEN AM I ANYMORE)

Word Count: 2,248

Pairing: Kim Jongin x Reader (i know his mother’s name isn’t really april okay)

Author: Admin Xiufairy ㅅㅇㅅ

Originally posted by jonginssoo

“You want to what?” Jongin asked you, tilted his head to the side. He narrowed his eyes as he processed your question. You gave him a smile before you explained yourself.

“I want to curl your hair. Like in the Lucky One teasers, it was all curled and cute and blonde, let me do it.” You pouted at him and ran your fingers through his dark hair. “It’d look so cute with dark hair.” Jongin pulled you closer to him until you sat on his lap, your hands immediately moving to his hair. You ran your fingers through the soft locks and he smiled at you.

“Will curling my hair make you happy?” He asked you. You nodded, withdrawing your fingers from his hair.

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Hogwarts Houses as Aesthetics

Griffindor:
ripped jeans with fishnet stocking, giggling behind your hand, messy buns, loud parties, running barefoot through grass, comical laughter, beach sunsets, the view from building tops, red and silver glitter, the smell of books, rough hands and soft hearts, beanies, vintage vans, skinny dipping, varsity jackets, letting your hair down, bold lipstick, and brightly colored cocktails
Ravenclaw:
Starry nights, city lights, boxer braids, old novels, the smell of pine needles, indie bands, cassettes, volks wagons, incense, dream catchers, grunge tumblr posts, scrunched eyebrows, color-coded everything, bags under your eyes, waking up on a rainy day, chokers, doodling on your hand, jumping in puddles, charm bracelets, painting your toenails different colors, dark eyelashes, and mirrors
Hufflepuff:
Warm fuzzy sweaters, bonfires, birds sitting on telephone wires, autumn evenings and hot chocolate, bikes with flower baskets, denim overalls, stuffed bears, carnivals, skirts that flow behind you, vinyl records, country breezes,laughing so hard you can’t catch your breath, washi tape, pretty stationary, forts made out of sheets, bohemian tapestries, dancing around your room with friends, fogged up glass, shirts rolled up to the elbows, and tea
Slytherin:
Motorcycle jackets, raising one eyebrow, alternative singers, blck, fog on city streets, dark polaroid pictures, keeping a diary, quotes about anything, vanilla scented candles, edgy nailpolish, waterfalls, silver rings, stone walls, wine corks, standing around the city at night, sly smirks, footprints in fresh snow, french purfume, and photo albums

it’s 2am and i’m drunk and i keep watching the girl on your snapchat story and she’s so pretty and you’re laughing so hard and i know she’s the one you were messaging the last time you were with me and i wonder if she knows you messaged me today and told me you missed me and i wonder if you’re telling her all the stuff you told me when i was in your arms and you promised me i didn’t have to be afraid

College!Tom AU: American House Parties

Summary: A few days before your roommate’s birthday, her boyfriend flies up to party the weekend away with her. You tag along for the celebration at friend’s house party where you meet two very attractive British foreign exchange students, Tom and Harrison, and their close friend. After a moment away with your roommate, you notice that Tom might be interested in your roommate. After learning about her boyfriend, will he give you a chance? Maybe! Will we ever learn the name of your roommate’s boyfriend? Yet another maybe!  

Warnings: underage drinking, weed, and some good old fashioned grinding!!!! (it’s probably PG-13)

feedback goes here and so do requests! // other writing

A Thursday night seems like a bad night to have a party. But everyone at your school knew the best parties were the ones on a Thursday night. Where you’d have to wake up and get to class, with less than two hours of sleep and the worst hangover of your life.

But you were one of the lucky ones who didn’t have class on Friday. You could sleep in, get plenty of fluids, take a nice, hot bath, whatever you wanted really. And since it was the weekend of Laura’s, your roommate, birthday; tonight seemed like the best time to let loose.

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@michela-belfiore:

Random doodles I decided I would share with you~

Pic 1: when jin thought that–
Pic 2: i, too, love yoon jeonghan and I love love love how he plays into this au (and his long hair omfg)

Have a great day (tho its already night for me) ( ´∀`)♡♡

Vanilla dreams!

Helloo!! Sooo, this is what a dreamed. I’m really sorry for any incorrectly applied term, english isn’t my first language 😊 oh and, I love writing, and yeah I’m not the BEST writer, but anyway, I hope you enjoy my dream, maybe you can dream it too😏

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We were like in a family dinner, why? maybe because I was with family irl that day lol.

It’s a calm environment inside here. My family has been planning this a few weeks ago.

Some of my aunts and uncles are here, as well as my cousins. It’s good to spend time here with them.

As for my companion, the most vulgar boy that could ever cross your life, or that’s what they say, did me the honor to come with me.
I told Ryuji about this family meeting, and of course, he made all what it’s on his will to let him go with me, after all, there’s free food.

I was sitting in an individual couch scrolling down on my phone, while he was, too, with his phone, but lying in a larger couch across the room, perpendicular to mine. If that makes sense?

To pass the time, we were exchanging playful looks; I would wink at him and he would only stick out his tongue. His cheeks, painted with a soft pink, hiding them with his phone.

After some time talking all together, one cousin, sitting on a wheelchair wearing a thick layer of cast around her foot started talking about how she accidentally forced her leg causing her to trip and break her ankle. I looked across the room at my aunt’s and uncle’s faces that were filled with worry at my injured cousin.

My face went completely rigid as I suddenly realized something… Ryuji.

I turned the other way around to look at him and he kinda gazed down, proceeding on lying his phone on his stomach frowning his brows, a troubled look on his face. I quietly said to myself “ohnonono boy no" 

I wonder if my aunts heard me..

I placed my phone on the couch and stood up. I sitted next to him; where Ryuji was still lying. I slowly bent towards him and hugged his head putting my hands above his ears thinking that in that way, he won’t listen anymore what they were talking about.

“It’s ok, it’s ok” I murmured repeatedly.

I could feel his warm breath caressing my neck. And I gently started brushing his hair with my fingertips. “It’s ok..”
He calmly placed his arms around my waist slowly petting me as I felt his lips against my skin twist into a smile.

“Gotcha”

His arms hugged me harder causing me to bend even more, pulling me closer.
“I know it’s okay, I just wanted a hug from ya”

Followed by a sweet kiss on my neck.

My face felt somehow hot by Ryuji’s tight embrace as well as a slight embarrassment caused by his little joke.

We snuggled in each other arms and took a short nap just like that.

I still wonder if my aunts were seeing us..

I snuggled deeper into him enjoying the hot night around his strong arms, just before I woke up.

❤️❤️

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Weeee! So this is what I dreamed, its kinda short but I hope I made myself clear along the story and I hope you liked it 💕

P.S.: I really wonder what my aunts would say if I snuggle with a boy like that OR EVen bring that boy to the house!! //////

Thanks for taking your time reading me!

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Imagine Chris turning the tables on you.

A/N: I’m not very good at pranks, I think that will be very obvious when you read this. This is a request from @castellandiangelo, I did end up writing your request. (I’m sorry if it’s bad, I’m not good at pranks!) I’ll make up for this sleep deprived piece, there’s an idea that’s been brewing for a while now. X

1st of April had finally arrived; it was the day you’d been waiting for since you came up with what you thought was the best, and most cruel prank ever. The prank was designed for your husband, Chris, and you’d joined forces with his mom and his brother to pull it off; they’d flown in from Boston just to help you. You still hadn’t decided if it was one of those ‘we-can-laugh-about-it-in-the-future’ pranks or a 'I’m-going-to-fucking-divorce-your-ass’ pranks, but seeing as Lisa and Scott were on board- you saw it as the former. You’d been with Chris for years and years now, so you knew him well. You knew he had a great sense of humor and a great love for your playful side, which made you ninety-nine percent sure he’d appreciate your prank; the sweet note at the end especially. But just to be safe and not to seem too smug, you lowered the probability percentage down to ninety-five.

The prank you’d been planning for over a month now involved Scott 'crashing’ Chris’ brand new Audi while taking you to lunch; Lisa calling from the emergency room; and Chris rushing down only to find you safe and sound with a dozen pink balloons and a sonogram. You’d found out you were pregnant a little while ago and wanted to find the right time to tell your husband, so why not April Fools? It was crazy and a little bit over the top, but then again- that was you. To be fair though, Chris had pulled some pretty horrendous pranks over the years. You could say you were only doing it as a way to get back at him for the time he visited you on your set and put a cockroach on you while you were filming a scene with Meryl Streep- an actress you so thoroughly admired- but hey, you weren’t the vindictive type.

“Do you think your son will divorce me after he finds out this is all just a prank?”

“No,” Lisa chuckled with a shake of her head. “He loves you way too much, and he’s going to be so happy about the baby news that- he’s not going to care about anything else.” You nodded in agreement after slight hesitation. “It’s April Fools and he’s a big boy, he can handle it.”

“I hope so,” you chuckled as you gathered the bundle of pink helium balloons. Lisa chuckled too as she grabbed her purse and headed towards your front door where loud knocking could be heard. “Could you get that, please? I bet it’s Scott, I hope he knows he’s not actually going to drive Chris’-”

“It’s not Scott,” Lisa cut you off as you walked around the corner; your eyes narrowed at the two police officers standing in your doorway with solemn expressions on their faces. “How can I help you gentlemen?” Lisa asked them. “Is there a particular person you’re looking for?”

“We’re here to speak with Y/N Y/L/N,” the taller male answered and you didn’t know to snicker or be genuinely concerned. For all you knew, they were part of Chris’ plan to prank you before you could him. “We have reason to believe that one of the victims involved in the accident on route six is your brother, Oliver Y/L/N.”

“That’s impossible,” you chuckled with narrowed eyes. “My brother’s out of town until the end of the month, he couldn’t possibly be in a car accident. Are you absolutely sure that he’s involved? Is there a possibility that you’re mistaken?”

“We are unable to identify the body, but his motorbike was placed at the crash site,” the shorter male informed you and your heart dropped when you remembered Chris had taken the bike- your brother had left at your place for safe keeping- this morning. “Do you know anyone with access to your brother’s bike? We could really use-”

“My husband,” you cut him off and you heard Lisa gasp. “My husband took my brother’s bike out this morning. Oh my God,” you breathed and felt the bundle of balloons escape your grip; they flew to touch the ceiling. “No no no,” you shook your head. “That’s impossible, Chris wouldn’t- he’s too careful on the- No,” another head shake. “It can’t be him, my husband is not dead!” You felt the tears spill out of your eyes.

“We’re very sorry to ask you to do so, but we’re going to need you to come with us to help identify the body.” The taller male told you and you quickly nodded, grabbing your purse by the door. You glanced over your shoulder at Lisa as you followed the police officers out; she was lost in her thoughts. “After you, Miss Y/L/N.” He held his car door open for you.

“Just give me a moment,” you told him and he nodded. “Lisa,” you walked over to her and took her shaky hands in yours. “We don’t know if it’s him,” your voice broke as you tried to reassure her. “Maybe he let someone else use Oliver’s bike after getting to the studio, or maybe the bike got stolen- I don’t- um- I don’t know,” you tried not to start crying when you remembered you were pregnant and your daughter might not have a father. “But we mustn’t lose hope yet because…” You trailed off, unable to find the right words.

“I can’t go down, Y/N,” she shook her head and you nodded understandingly. “I’m sorry,” she hugged you and you hugged her back, taking slow breaths to stop yourself from breaking down. “But you’re right, we don’t know yet.” She said as she pulled away; you nodded in response. “Call me as soon as you find out, okay?”

“Okay,” you nodded.

You left her at your house then got into the police car and let them take you to the crash site. You may not have been a religious person, but it didn’t stop you from praying. You couldn’t lose Chris, especially now that you were pregnant. You didn’t know what to do with a child, you had a child because of him- because you loved him. How were you meant to raise that child alone? How were you meant to look at your daughter and tell her her dad was the most amazing man you’d ever met and never let her meet him? How were you going to survive the rest of your life without the love of your life? Your hand rested on your stomach and you broke down crying, silently begging whatever greater being for your husband to be alive.
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The car pulled to a stop in front of a park; the same one where you and Chris worked together on screen for the first time, not that you were in the right mindset to notice. Your entire world had been rocked thanks to your husband and his insane plan to turn the tables on you, except his plans weren’t as easy to find out about as he’d confided in professional actors rather than family members. Of course he’d confided in Lisa and Scott- the two who accidentally let both your pregnancy and prank plans slip, but somehow managed to keep his to themselves- and they both told him it was a bad idea and that you were going to be pissed when you found out it was all just a prank. But did Chris listen? No, because clearly it wasn’t a bad enough idea if his mother and brother didn’t stop him from doing it. Plus- Chris knew you, you’d appreciate a good prank; he was ninety-five percent sure about it. If you didn’t- well, he had a spontaneous trip to Paris to make up for his insanity.

“Wait,” your eyes narrowed as the policemen got out of the car. One opened the car door for you and beckoned you out. “I don’t understand, I thought the accident was on route six.” He didn’t say anything, he just gestured for you to follow him. “I just want to know if my husband’s okay,” you told them and they both nodded.

Chris spotted you and the 'police officers’ approaching and he sat on your brother’s motorbike, laughing. It was pretty sick joke, yes, but he was so excited to celebrate the pregnancy with you that- he didn’t care. He knew when you saw him that you’d understand that it was just an April Fools joke and laugh because he’d turn the tables on you instead.

“Where are you tak-” You stopped yourself when you saw Chris, perfectly fine and in one piece. He waved at you with a cheeky smile; you were so relieved that you couldn’t think about anything else- like how it was just a stupid prank. “Thank God,” you breathed and ran towards him as he got off the bike. “Oh my God,” you threw your arms around his neck and he hugged you tightly, burying his face in the crook of your neck. “I thought you were dead,” you started crying out of absolute relief.

“Yeah, I’m not that easy to kill,” he chuckled. “April Fools, baby.” He said and you pushed him away, frowning. “What?” He laughed, grabbing his left breast. “I just elaborated on your plans a little bit. We’re in the film industry, I thought you’d appreciate the dramatics.”

“A little bit?!” You slapped his arm and he pressed his lips together, suppressing his urge to laugh. “They told me you were dead, Chris. Mine was just emergency room, yours was death! Death, Chris, death.” You emphasized and he nodded, chuckling as he pulled you into his arms for another tight hug. “What the hell is wrong with you?” You chuckled wearily as you hugged him back; you were too happy that he was okay to be mad about the severity of his actions. “No more April Fools for us,” you said, pressing your head against his chest. “We clearly don’t know how to prank each other, it’s getting a little much.”

“Okay,” he chuckled, kissing the top of your head. “I’m sorry, baby. I know it’s been a stressful day, my mom and Scott both said it was a bad idea.” You scoffed and chuckled at the same time; no wonder Lisa didn’t come down. “But hey,” he pulled the plane tickets out of his back pocket as he pulled away from you. “We can relax in Paris.”

“I was about to ask you how you were going to make up for this,” you smiled as you took the tickets from him; he chuckled in response. “Do you want to know how I’m going to make up for the prank that didn’t happen?” You quizzed, reaching into your own back pocket for the sonogram.

“I think I already know,” he smiled and placed his hand on your stomach. “They might have let the baby news slip too when they let your prank plans slip.” You chuckled and pulled the sonogram from your pocket, passing it to him. “I can’t believe we’re going to be parents to a baby girl,” he smiled at the sonogram then at you when you placed a hand over his.

“I know, right?” You laughed. “We are so immature and we’re about to be parents,” you said and he joined you in laughter. “Ground rules before the baby comes, no more pranks like these. No more dead or emergency room pranks because- it’s ridiculous and it’s irresponsible.” He nodded in agreement, chuckling. “I am so glad it was just a prank,” you told him and hugged him again. “I don’t know what I would’ve done if I’d lost you.”

“I’m not going anywhere, sweetheart,” he hugged you tightly as he whispered into your hair. “Not for a very, very long time.” You smiled and looked up at him. “I love you,” he smiled and dipped his head to meet your lips.

“And you’re lucky I still love you after that,” you bit playfully.

“Yes I am,” he laughed.

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Insecurities | Mark scenario

“You’re shivering” “I’m fine, really.”


“Oh my gosh!!! Guys look!!” You cried as you peered out the window.

The rest of NCT Dream clambered over, peering out the windows. “IT’S SNOWINGGGGG!!!” Chenle screamed excitedly.

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Hey, You!

Yes, I’m talking to you.

You are a beautiful human being!
You have such a beautiful smile.
And I really like your eyes. They shine so pretty, when you’re laughing.
I like the sound of your voice. The way you speak, the way you laugh.
I love your hair, it looks really good today. 
I like the things you do, because you are so good at it. No matter if drawing, singing, writing or anything else.
I love the way you dress. Your style fits you perfectly.

And if you think that this all isn’t true, then you should take a look around. Because I am talking to you, and only you. And I would never lie to you.

Enjoy your day or night, wherever you are!!

- a friend, who’s always there for you

no day but today

“ White Day -  a special day in several east asian countries. taking place one month after valentine’s day, on this occasion, men gift women with candy. ”

Jungkook x Reader

➢  genre/au: fluff oneshot + college!au + shy boy jungkook

word count: 3.9k

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The thumping of his heart continued to grow apparent to the point where the resounding beats quietly rang in his ears. In Jungkook’s palm, a little red box perched. Slightly curling his fingers inwards, he feels the tips brush against the material, visualizing a delicate red rose. His hopes hinging on one simple box of chocolates. The young man, lightly berates himself: get a hold of yourself! He whispers in a lowly voice. Jungkook knew that if he couldn’t ready himself now—standing in front of the mirror where his confidence lay in disarray—the courage that lighted the path before him would remain dim. He wanted, or rather, needed to show her his cool side yet so far, even pretending that the mirror was her figure keenly awaiting his words to be uttered to her, Jungkook still crumbled under embarrassment and flushed cheeks.

He shook his head and resumed his mini rehearsal, pressing on, though barely avoiding his gaze of the mirror as he instead imagined how her eyes would look the moment he extends his arms, the precious gift nestled in his hands. “N-Noona, I’d like to—I’d like to give you…” a flash of her smile and it was over, just like that. “Damn it, I can’t do this. I’m too nervous!” he brought a hand to cover his mouth, trying to constrict the rising heat that’s to overtake his cheeks again.

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Emerging from a room tainted with lectures, scribbled down notes, and mentions of significant figures derived from a textbook’s pages, it was no wonder you took a moment to stretch out your arms once you were able to get away from it all.

Strolling, you were only reminded of another matter.

A box of chocolates here, a basket of sweets there, and pink and white teddy bears to match was the theme of the day as you roamed the halls towards the building’s exit. You pursed your lips as it was inevitable to avoid—if it weren’t a girl’s boyfriend showering her with gifts then it was a girl being asked out by their not-so-secret admirers; and depending on their reaction, you could tell whether it would be a success or not. Not like you cared…you were just very observant today, that was all.

A nudge against your arm. Bestfriend pulling back your attention. And somehow, you could already decode the meaning behind that taunting smirk.  “So any guys come to profess their love for you yet.” She says.

You scoff, trying to repel her away before she could get a chance to tease you further, “No, why do you wanna know? I told you already that I’m not looking to date anybody.”

“Uh huh, sure Y/N.”

It was enough to spot all of the ambience of love frolicking in the air but to actually hear about it as well? You sighed, can I just go home already? There was no doubt that a fragment of yourself can’t help but feel caged and left like a black a sheep to the masses who were currently having their heart adorned; the only consolation was that maybe doing laundry and spring cleaning could ease your mind away from the subject matter.

“Hey what about that dude, though? The freshman from our Humanities class, you’ve hung out a couple times. Nothing blooming between you two?”

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