Yoongi; Maybe, Maybe, Maybe (1/2)

yoongi; maybe, maybe, maybe (1/2)

❝maybe you’re right, you think. you’re fucking right, yoongi says. ►5394 words // scenario, vampire!yoongi, (½)  /this is more of a backstory to how they met ; w ; (i hope you guys enjoy reading as much as i did writing)

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“If you don’t stop looking at my lips without doing anything about it, I will take you right here on this counter.”

jungkook x reader genre: fluff; suggestive word count: 1.4K

a/n: ok, last one of the weekend, lovelies! I’ll continue to work on the other requests as I have time though. This is just Jungkook being a flirty lil brat and Holly joining right on in. I hope you enjoy and thanks for reading :)) 

YOUR boyfriend was not a chef. It wasn’t that he was a bad cook, but rather just a bit… clueless. In the most endearing way, of course. Jungkook was always willing to help out by rinsing a vegetable, slicing some meat, or stirring the pot, and when it came to washing dishes, he was a king. But the man rarely led in the kitchen, unless of course he was making ramen. Again, king.

However, that’s why it was quite surprising when he told you to come hang out in the kitchen with him for a bit.

“What are you doing?” You asked as you entered the kitchen, looking around at the different cooking utensils and ingredients sprawled out on the counters.

“I’m gonna make you dinner,” Jungkook grinned cutely, your eyes widening as you smiled back at him.

“This is a lot of ingredients for ramen,” you teased as you looked around at the various vegetables and meats, Jungkook shooting you a playful glare.

“It’s stir fry,” he told you. “Or, it’s going to be, I hope, with some of your guidance maybe?” He ended it in a question, his eyes adorably doe-like.

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Could you do one about Namjoon where it’s a hades & persephone themed? Like Y/N’s mother wants her to leave Namjoon but she doesn’t want to and Namjoon gets insecure about their relationship.

“Why not?”

“Because I love him.”

When you gave your mother that declaration, she knew she couldn’t stop you from returning to Hades. And although she was still upset, she knew she had to let you go. It was your life after all, and you’d return to her when the months passed and your time with your husband was up. You’d return to her soon, so she let you go.

Your husband hadn’t expected you to return to the Underworld, he didn’t expected you’d fall away from your mother’s watch and return to him.

“You’re back?” He asked, confused by your presence when you announced yourself. Namjoon stood up abruptly from his throne and walked down with long strides. He held your shoulders, firm but gentle, too afraid it was just his illusions. “You’re really back?”

You graced him the beautiful smile he always loved. “I am back, my lord.”

He brought you into his arms and you sighed contently, yet Namjoon still couldn’t believe it. “But...why?” He leaned back, searching your eyes for an explanation.

“Am I not your wife?” You chuckled. “The Queen of the Underworld should not disregard her realm and leave it all to her lord.”

“I...r-right.” It wasn’t the exact answer he was hoping for. But what was the answer Namjoon was hoping for?

“And because...” you trailed off, gently grazing your hand along his jawline. You met his eyes, a soft smile adoring your face. “I love you, my lord.”

Love.

Perhaps despite what everyone spoke of him, the Lord of the Underworld was capable of loving.

/ Part 2

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“Won’t you smile for me?” Could this be like the prequel to the mafia!au where reader died? That broke me good ;~;

oh you are so cruel for this

part 1 (sequel)

"Y/N!"

"Y/N, no!"

"No, no, no!"

"Please, please hold on." Two hands takes your own, engulfing it into his own big ones and you smile faintly. You always love it when they hold your hands, love it when you can feel the size difference and giggle about how small yours are compared to them. "Help will get here soon, I promise."

You frown upon hearing the crack in Taehyung's voice, not liking that at all. "Hey..." you say and their attentions are quick to fall to yours, head snapped your way, breaths held back as if too afraid that even their breathings can hinder them from hearing you. "Why are you crying?" You ask, voice so weak and frail. You wish you can see them clearly but your vision is blurry. So blurry. "Please...don't cry," you whisper. "I don't like it when you cry."

"Y/N.." They sob and sob, your body held up against them as they tremble. You've never seen them so weak, so terrified like this before. Once it happened, when you were in danger. But you were saved then so why are they even more afraid now? You'll be alright. Why must they worry so much?

"Y/N please."

What are they begging for?

"Joon.."

"My love?"

It's strange but you feel the need to say all their names. "Namjoon..Seokjin...Yoongi, Hoseok...Jimin..Taehyung....Jungkook."

"We're right here."

"We're right here, baby."

"We'll always be here, always."

They sound so desperate, holding onto you so tightly. You grunt at a discomfort at your side and hold it against your hand. It feels weird, liquid, and when you hold it up towards your face, you frown at the blurry redness. "Ah." You realize. "I see."

"No," Jungkook whimpers. "No, no."

They won't be crying this hard if it was just a minor injury, if you'd be able to make it.

So you know.

You know.

"Hey," you call again, closing your eyes for a moment before opening them again and trying hard to bypass the blurry vision. It works. For a moment. "Won't you smile for me?"

They choke on sobs and a soft laugh leaves you though that gives you some more pain.

"Come on," you encourage with a small smile. "I love you, you know?"

"I'm sorry."

"For what?" You ask. "For..bringing me into this...this mess? You know I've...that I've never regretted anything. As long...as long as I was by your side. I'm....happy. So happy."

"I love you."

"I love you so much."

You hum, smiling. "Can you smile for me? Please?"

It's sad but they smile. They smile for you, hands holding onto you so tightly. But it's okay, it's enough.

"Mm...good. That's good...You've always been so....so beautiful..."

Your lids fall, closing a little more each time you blink, but you can still feel their touches, their holds.

"I love you. Love...love you.."

When your eyes close again, it is the last time they see your precious golden eyes made of the beautiful galaxy that would always light up their world.

pocket sized au ☁️ “um baby…that’s not how this/that works…”

"Um baby...that's not how that works."

"What?" You frown at Taehyung doubtfully. "But Jinnie said this is how you do it. I just need you guys to grab the bath bombs in one of those counters."

Jimin looks up, confused. "Which one?"

"I don't know," you shrug. "I think the top right one. I've seen Hobi reaching for it over but there."

"But that's so high! We don't have Joonie's height."

"Come on guys," you huff, "just 'cause we're pockets and can't do this normally as the rest doesn't mean we're useless! We should do things ourselves once in a while."

"But won't the hyungies get mad?" Taehyung asks.

"I don't-" Your squeal makes the three of them jump, quick to turn around with alarm and finding you dropped right in the bath that has yet to fill up.

"Y/N!" The three of them are quick to gasp.

"It's cold!" You shiver, knowing you already messed up with filling up the bath because the water isn't supposed to be cold. "And the water is going to fill up quickly, guys! I can't swim!"

Your panicking makes the three other pocket boys panic as well, with Taehyung and Jimin just standing on top of the sink, running around and freaking out while Jungkook is quick to hope off, little feet scrambling to leave for one of the bigger boys.

"Hyung! Hyung!" He runs to Yoongi's room that is the closest, quick to climb up the bed and tug at the man's sleeves. "Hyung! Y/N fell in the bathtub!!"

His eyes shoot open in an instant and utters a few curses as he stumbles out, almost tripping upon his own self while trying to make it into the bathroom.

Jungkook follows behind.

"Y/N!" He takes you out of the water, hissing at the cold sensation and turns off the faucet, and is met by a teary you. "Oh baby," he sighs, relieved yet so confused. "What were the three of you doing, hm?" He asks as he puts you on the sink next to Yoongi and Taehyung who are quick to rush to your side and hug you tight.

Yoongi grabs a white towel to his right and lets you hop in to dry you off before he feels a light tug on his sweats and looks down to find Jungkook.

"Y/N-ie alright?" The little one asks, eyes rounded and big with worry.

"Don't worry baby, we'll get Y/N all nice and warm again."

"Can I help?"

"Of course."

"Me too!" Taehyung shouts.

"And me!" Jimin chimes in.

Could you pretty please make an ot7 drabble where pocket reader is frustrated that she can't do more for the guys

“What’s wrong baby? You’re not usually this quiet,” Taehyung asked, poking lightly at your cheeks.

You puffed them out, pouting up at him with eyes so big and shiny, the kinds they always find themselves loving so much. “I’m just upset.”

“Why’re you upset?” Hoseok prompted.

“Because I can’t do anything for you guys, I’m useless,” you huffed, stomping your little feet against the counter. “I hate that I’m small. I can’t help or do things that are so simple to you guys or, or even climb up on certain things by myself. I always have to ask for help but whenever I want to help out, I always mess things up.”

At that point, your big eyes were shiny with tears waiting to take its chance to fall. Their hearts fell at that. No matter how cute you looked doing absolutely anything, your tears still made them almost as upset as you.

“Hey baby, come here,” Jin called forth as he held out his palm for you to get on top of. “I admit, you’re a mess, but you’re our beautiful mess.”

“And guess what?” Jimin said. “We love your small size. You’re cute and adorable.”

“It’s cute seeing you try,” Jungkook nodded.

You frowned. “But nothing works out in the end.”

“It’s the process that makes it all fun, the ending product doesn’t matter as much, little one,” Namjoon said.

“And besides, it’s the effort that counts. We’re happy just the way you are, you don’t have to change a thing.”

You took a moment to take in Yoongi’s words. “You’re not..not upset at me?”

“Why would we be?” Taehyung gave a lighthearted laugh. “We love you, sweetie. It doesn’t matter how small you are, you have the biggest and kindest heart.”

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