If You Dont Stop Looking At My Lips Without Doing Anything About It, I Will Take You Right Here On This

“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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Reason – [BTS] Hitman!Hoseok Au

Prompt: “You were never meant to find out.”

Phone vibrating and in mere inches, it was about to fall when you grab it in time. “Hello smooch poo.” Hoseok smiles to the phone, “How are you?”

“I am hungry for food and terribly missing you, how’s Vietnam? Told you not to have too much fun without me.” You said, sneering while you fix the tilted picture frame of you and Hoseok at a cruise, taken in November last year. Hoseok took off his red shades, and rested his wrist on a steel handrail, overlooking out a view of the city, on the balcony of his hotel room. He squinted to the sight ahead, his thoughts on you being alone back at home. “The weather is breezy since touchdown. The sky is turning purple.” He said, walking back in. He wore a grey suit and pants, his hair, blood red in colour, like his shades. “I know. I saw the pictures you sent me.”

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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.

Hi can I do a poly bts request of the reader had a really bad night mare and so they calm her down?

“Baby what’s wrong?”

“The nightmares,” you said as Hoseok beckoned for you to climb into his lap, “they’re scary.”

“Want to tell us what it was about?” Seokjin asked, moving closer to you as he placed soothing pats on your head while Hoseok rubbed the side of your arm.

“It was all my fault,” you sniffed, “I was so cold, the way I looked at you and not caring about the tears slipping from your eyes. I just left. I broke up with you guys, saying I had fallen out of love because you guys weren’t there for me and that’s totally untrue. You know I love you right? I’d never leave this relationship. Yet the way I felt nothing in that dream, the emotionless eyes I gave you and that slap.”

You quickly grabbed Jimin’s hands, tears falling. “Minnie, I’d never hit you and make you cry even more if we got into a fight, I promise you.”

“Hey, hey,” Jimin cooed as he replaced his hands to cover yours, “I know you’d never do that, baby. You can’t even hurt a fly.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“You didn’t do anything. You have nothing to apologize for.”

Brows still creasing, you shook your head. “But I feel like I have to.”

“Y/N,” the leader’s deep and calm voice made you look up at him. “We know you love us just as much as we love you. You prove it to us everyday.”

“And I promise you all do that too. I’m always feeling loved, I promise you. I’ll never leave you, not unless you want me to.”

“That, we’ll never want,” Yoongi said firmly, speaking for all of them. “You’re our baby girl, we don’t want you to go anywhere.”

“Our bond is unbreakable, baby girl.”

“And no one will take that away from us, even that dumb nightmare of yours,” Jungkook said, adding onto Taehyung’s statement.

“We promise,” Hoseok finished with a soft kiss on your head.

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Let’s play a drabble game // More drabbles here

jimin scenario | cry me a galaxy

❝ In the emergency room on Christmas Eve, a celestial being comes to answer your whispered prayer ❞

➸ prompt: You and I meet in the emergency room on Christmas Eve.

➸ pairing: guardian angel jimin x reader

➸ warnings: depictions of illness and death

➸ requested by anon | 4.9k words | angst, guardian angel au

➸ author’s note: I listened to ‘crystal snow’ on repeat while writing this, I highly recommend that you listen as well while reading, it will help with the mood I was going for here!

You hate hospitals. The smell of disinfectant, the grim faces of families in waiting rooms, the silence that hangs in the corridors. For a place that’s meant to heal, there’s something damaging about the heavy atmosphere.

Today is the worst day to visit the emergency room, painfully aware that you shouldn’t be there - not on Christmas Eve evening. This time should be spent around a crackling fire, with a healthy and happy family, watching your favourite festive films and waiting for sleep to descend and the next day to dawn. Bad things shouldn’t happen on today of all days, not with all people proclaiming ‘joy to the world, and peace on earth’.

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love poem

— summary: for years you’ve suffered for the longest time and for years they’ve hurt without understanding the true meaning behind it all. soulmates connected through the hearts, soulmates connected through the slightest touches, and when they finally meet their last soulmate, the seven gods vowed to themselves that they will love and protect you for the rest of their immortal lives

— pairing: bts x reader

— genre: fluff, angst, soulmates!au, poly!au, gods!au, god of knowledge!namjoon, god of stars!seokjin, god of music!yoongi, god of sun!hoseok, god of spring!jimin, god of ocean!taehyung, god of hearth!jungkook

— word count: 29.0K

— warnings: mentions of death, mentions of war, minor character deaths

— prompt: “It won’t be easy you know…trying to love me”

— a/n: i hope you guys haven’t forgotten the dear; sweet bubbies project. sorry i’ve been so slow on these requests but here is the second installment! for you bubs @hope122598​

Soft crispy crunches follow your footsteps as you walk among the snowy path, the wind seeming more restless than ever this morning. Little bits of snowflakes descend from the sky, falling and falling in an endless cycle for the snowy mountains will never come to understand what Spring looks like.

For days upon days and years upon years, you have always prayed to see what it will be like to live with warmth, in a home of hearth, in a shelter that can provide comfort and heat to your body and mind. But you know that as you walk up the path of the mountain, stairway long ruined since over many years ago, with the hood of your cloak constantly hoping to leave your head and the wind howling all around, wishing alone will only get you so far.

The morning sun brings no heat for you, icy particles kissing your cheeks from time to time and leaving you bright red from how cold it is.

But you’re used to this.

It’s okay. 

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