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the child, the angel, the sea. (k.taehyung x reader)
warnings/tags: soloidol!taehyung x reader, talks about missing their childhood, healing, friendstolovers!au, comfort
genre: slight angst, fluff
words: 750 words
a/n: inspired by my sea by iu and angel baby by troye sivan. watch me write a fic with just 2 dialogues :D I'm quite proud of this, even after an unsaid kinda short hiatus(?) I found my way back to writing again.
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"it's been a while."
It sure as hell has been. The last time you saw Kim Taehyung was when he was throwing sand around the playground, calling it "summer snow". You and Kim Taehyung were partners in crime, always pulling pranks on your fellow classmates and the teachers. Sitting under a huge tree in your local park, both of you used to dream meaningless dreams, where at that time, it was your everything. You used to wish, hell you still do, if you could go back to those simple times. Where the only worries were if your shoes matched your dress and if your coloring was within the lines. You scan Taehyung's face, not surprised to see his childish features moulded into a handsome face. You look at his deep eyes, which you've noticed, is devoid of emotion. You know Taehyung's doing the same back at you because none of you say a thing about how the both of you changed but at the same time, didn't. You offer an idea of a discreet reunion, knowing if you both went to drink, it would be on the headlines within minutes. He accepts.
Taehyung never expected to run into you at a quiet cafe, a shocking contrast to your loud personality. Then again, he never thought he'd run into someone who knew the old him. The one who found simple joy in a window studded with racing raindrops. The one who cherished the feeling of sticky fingers after eating a popsicle. The one who's been dreaming of vast galaxies and gleaming stars. He's been wanting to reconnect with the inner, innocent him. He can't quite place the feeling, having various thoughts and daydreams of his childhood, of his family's farm and of you. He thought he knew you but after seeing you, he thinks that, maybe just maybe, you might be going through the same thing. He thinks your rendezvous might be a fresh breath of air, a trip back to your sea.
While you ready your balcony for space for the little reunion, you realize the voice from your dreams about the childhood which you long for, was him. You had forgotten it, forgotten how it used to rack up butterflies in your stomach, forgotten how he used to call you back every time whenever you took a trip to your sea. You told him the sea was his as much it was yours. Taehyung used to smile, that infamous boxy grin, and tell you he would only come there if you would be there. You smile at the memory, which was tucked in the corner of your head. Taehyung always felt like a holiday, a break from your overbearing parents. He was, to say simply, your angel.
Taehyung loved you, simply. Simply because he found solace in you. Simply because he was able to find himself again. Right now, while jotting down lyrics in his notepad with you leaning against him, playing with Yeontan, it looks simple, seems simple even. But for him, ever since your little conclave in your balcony, he's found light again. He may face darkness again and god forbid lose himself again. Pretend to not know himself. But he knows he won't. Simply because he's found his light, his galaxies, innocent dreams with you and your sea.
What is the sea, you may wonder. It's a figment of your imagination, something you made up to escape reality. You always loved the sea, wanting to be one of the waves, carefree and rolling around, going anywhere and everywhere. Sometimes, you're engulfed by the sea, drowning almost. You're scared of those times, forgetting how to breathe. You're not afraid anymore, you muse as you play with Yeontan's fur. You close your eyes when you see your awkward face, close your eyes when you're unsure of something. Those times, you can't find your way back to your peaceful sea, instead you find yourself being in a storm, an overwhelming tsunami. Those times may never happen again, you think happily, as you've found your angel again. He came at the right time, pulling you out of your tribulation. He, being the angel that he is, helped you find the way back to your sea. You know, if that happens again, you know the way back by-heart. You, in turn, helped Taehyung find his inner child. You don't like to take credit but Taehyung says the galaxies spread out within your sea's wide skies wouldn't be there if it wasn't for you. You say you gave him clues on his harrowing quest. He says, quite simply, "we've found each other again."
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m.list
the child, the angel, the sea. (k.taehyung x reader)
warnings/tags: soloidol!taehyung x reader, talks about missing their childhood, healing, friendstolovers!au, comfort
genre: slight angst, fluff
words: 750 words
a/n: inspired by my sea by iu and angel baby by troye sivan. watch me write a fic with just 2 dialogues :D I'm quite proud of this, even after an unsaid kinda short hiatus(?) I found my way back to writing again.
///
"it's been a while."
It sure as hell has been. The last time you saw Kim Taehyung was when he was throwing sand around the playground, calling it "summer snow". You and Kim Taehyung were partners in crime, always pulling pranks on your fellow classmates and the teachers. Sitting under a huge tree in your local park, both of you used to dream meaningless dreams, where at that time, it was your everything. You used to wish, hell you still do, if you could go back to those simple times. Where the only worries were if your shoes matched your dress and if your coloring was within the lines. You scan Taehyung's face, not surprised to see his childish features moulded into a handsome face. You look at his deep eyes, which you've noticed, is devoid of emotion. You know Taehyung's doing the same back at you because none of you say a thing about how the both of you changed but at the same time, didn't. You offer an idea of a discreet reunion, knowing if you both went to drink, it would be on the headlines within minutes. He accepts.
Taehyung never expected to run into you at a quiet cafe, a shocking contrast to your loud personality. Then again, he never thought he'd run into someone who knew the old him. The one who found simple joy in a window studded with racing raindrops. The one who cherished the feeling of sticky fingers after eating a popsicle. The one who's been dreaming of vast galaxies and gleaming stars. He's been wanting to reconnect with the inner, innocent him. He can't quite place the feeling, having various thoughts and daydreams of his childhood, of his family's farm and of you. He thought he knew you but after seeing you, he thinks that, maybe just maybe, you might be going through the same thing. He thinks your rendezvous might be a fresh breath of air, a trip back to your sea.
While you ready your balcony for space for the little reunion, you realize the voice from your dreams about the childhood which you long for, was him. You had forgotten it, forgotten how it used to rack up butterflies in your stomach, forgotten how he used to call you back every time whenever you took a trip to your sea. You told him the sea was his as much it was yours. Taehyung used to smile, that infamous boxy grin, and tell you he would only come there if you would be there. You smile at the memory, which was tucked in the corner of your head. Taehyung always felt like a holiday, a break from your overbearing parents. He was, to say simply, your angel.
Taehyung loved you, simply. Simply because he found solace in you. Simply because he was able to find himself again. Right now, while jotting down lyrics in his notepad with you leaning against him, playing with Yeontan, it looks simple, seems simple even. But for him, ever since your little conclave in your balcony, he's found light again. He may face darkness again and god forbid lose himself again. Pretend to not know himself. But he knows he won't. Simply because he's found his light, his galaxies, innocent dreams with you and your sea.
What is the sea, you may wonder. It's a figment of your imagination, something you made up to escape reality. You always loved the sea, wanting to be one of the waves, carefree and rolling around, going anywhere and everywhere. Sometimes, you're engulfed by the sea, drowning almost. You're scared of those times, forgetting how to breathe. You're not afraid anymore, you muse as you play with Yeontan's fur. You close your eyes when you see your awkward face, close your eyes when you're unsure of something. Those times, you can't find your way back to your peaceful sea, instead you find yourself being in a storm, an overwhelming tsunami. Those times may never happen again, you think happily, as you've found your angel again. He came at the right time, pulling you out of your tribulation. He, being the angel that he is, helped you find the way back to your sea. You know, if that happens again, you know the way back by-heart. You, in turn, helped Taehyung find his inner child. You don't like to take credit but Taehyung says the galaxies spread out within your sea's wide skies wouldn't be there if it wasn't for you. You say you gave him clues on his harrowing quest. He says, quite simply, "we've found each other again."
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m.list
the child, the angel, the sea. (k.taehyung x reader)
warnings/tags: soloidol!taehyung x reader, talks about missing their childhood, healing, friendstolovers!au, comfort
genre: slight angst, fluff
words: 750 words
a/n: inspired by my sea by iu and angel baby by troye sivan. watch me write a fic with just 2 dialogues :D I'm quite proud of this, even after an unsaid kinda short hiatus(?) I found my way back to writing again.
///
"it's been a while."
It sure as hell has been. The last time you saw Kim Taehyung was when he was throwing sand around the playground, calling it "summer snow". You and Kim Taehyung were partners in crime, always pulling pranks on your fellow classmates and the teachers. Sitting under a huge tree in your local park, both of you used to dream meaningless dreams, where at that time, it was your everything. You used to wish, hell you still do, if you could go back to those simple times. Where the only worries were if your shoes matched your dress and if your coloring was within the lines. You scan Taehyung's face, not surprised to see his childish features moulded into a handsome face. You look at his deep eyes, which you've noticed, is devoid of emotion. You know Taehyung's doing the same back at you because none of you say a thing about how the both of you changed but at the same time, didn't. You offer an idea of a discreet reunion, knowing if you both went to drink, it would be on the headlines within minutes. He accepts.
Taehyung never expected to run into you at a quiet cafe, a shocking contrast to your loud personality. Then again, he never thought he'd run into someone who knew the old him. The one who found simple joy in a window studded with racing raindrops. The one who cherished the feeling of sticky fingers after eating a popsicle. The one who's been dreaming of vast galaxies and gleaming stars. He's been wanting to reconnect with the inner, innocent him. He can't quite place the feeling, having various thoughts and daydreams of his childhood, of his family's farm and of you. He thought he knew you but after seeing you, he thinks that, maybe just maybe, you might be going through the same thing. He thinks your rendezvous might be a fresh breath of air, a trip back to your sea.
While you ready your balcony for space for the little reunion, you realize the voice from your dreams about the childhood which you long for, was him. You had forgotten it, forgotten how it used to rack up butterflies in your stomach, forgotten how he used to call you back every time whenever you took a trip to your sea. You told him the sea was his as much it was yours. Taehyung used to smile, that infamous boxy grin, and tell you he would only come there if you would be there. You smile at the memory, which was tucked in the corner of your head. Taehyung always felt like a holiday, a break from your overbearing parents. He was, to say simply, your angel.
Taehyung loved you, simply. Simply because he found solace in you. Simply because he was able to find himself again. Right now, while jotting down lyrics in his notepad with you leaning against him, playing with Yeontan, it looks simple, seems simple even. But for him, ever since your little conclave in your balcony, he's found light again. He may face darkness again and god forbid lose himself again. Pretend to not know himself. But he knows he won't. Simply because he's found his light, his galaxies, innocent dreams with you and your sea.
What is the sea, you may wonder. It's a figment of your imagination, something you made up to escape reality. You always loved the sea, wanting to be one of the waves, carefree and rolling around, going anywhere and everywhere. Sometimes, you're engulfed by the sea, drowning almost. You're scared of those times, forgetting how to breathe. You're not afraid anymore, you muse as you play with Yeontan's fur. You close your eyes when you see your awkward face, close your eyes when you're unsure of something. Those times, you can't find your way back to your peaceful sea, instead you find yourself being in a storm, an overwhelming tsunami. Those times may never happen again, you think happily, as you've found your angel again. He came at the right time, pulling you out of your tribulation. He, being the angel that he is, helped you find the way back to your sea. You know, if that happens again, you know the way back by-heart. You, in turn, helped Taehyung find his inner child. You don't like to take credit but Taehyung says the galaxies spread out within your sea's wide skies wouldn't be there if it wasn't for you. You say you gave him clues on his harrowing quest. He says, quite simply, "we've found each other again."
///
m.list
the child, the angel, the sea. (k.taehyung x reader)
warnings/tags: soloidol!taehyung x reader, talks about missing their childhood, healing, friendstolovers!au, comfort
genre: slight angst, fluff
words: 750 words
a/n: inspired by my sea by iu and angel baby by troye sivan. watch me write a fic with just 2 dialogues :D I'm quite proud of this, even after an unsaid kinda short hiatus(?) I found my way back to writing again.
///
"it's been a while."
It sure as hell has been. The last time you saw Kim Taehyung was when he was throwing sand around the playground, calling it "summer snow". You and Kim Taehyung were partners in crime, always pulling pranks on your fellow classmates and the teachers. Sitting under a huge tree in your local park, both of you used to dream meaningless dreams, where at that time, it was your everything. You used to wish, hell you still do, if you could go back to those simple times. Where the only worries were if your shoes matched your dress and if your coloring was within the lines. You scan Taehyung's face, not surprised to see his childish features moulded into a handsome face. You look at his deep eyes, which you've noticed, is devoid of emotion. You know Taehyung's doing the same back at you because none of you say a thing about how the both of you changed but at the same time, didn't. You offer an idea of a discreet reunion, knowing if you both went to drink, it would be on the headlines within minutes. He accepts.
Taehyung never expected to run into you at a quiet cafe, a shocking contrast to your loud personality. Then again, he never thought he'd run into someone who knew the old him. The one who found simple joy in a window studded with racing raindrops. The one who cherished the feeling of sticky fingers after eating a popsicle. The one who's been dreaming of vast galaxies and gleaming stars. He's been wanting to reconnect with the inner, innocent him. He can't quite place the feeling, having various thoughts and daydreams of his childhood, of his family's farm and of you. He thought he knew you but after seeing you, he thinks that, maybe just maybe, you might be going through the same thing. He thinks your rendezvous might be a fresh breath of air, a trip back to your sea.
While you ready your balcony for space for the little reunion, you realize the voice from your dreams about the childhood which you long for, was him. You had forgotten it, forgotten how it used to rack up butterflies in your stomach, forgotten how he used to call you back every time whenever you took a trip to your sea. You told him the sea was his as much it was yours. Taehyung used to smile, that infamous boxy grin, and tell you he would only come there if you would be there. You smile at the memory, which was tucked in the corner of your head. Taehyung always felt like a holiday, a break from your overbearing parents. He was, to say simply, your angel.
Taehyung loved you, simply. Simply because he found solace in you. Simply because he was able to find himself again. Right now, while jotting down lyrics in his notepad with you leaning against him, playing with Yeontan, it looks simple, seems simple even. But for him, ever since your little conclave in your balcony, he's found light again. He may face darkness again and god forbid lose himself again. Pretend to not know himself. But he knows he won't. Simply because he's found his light, his galaxies, innocent dreams with you and your sea.
What is the sea, you may wonder. It's a figment of your imagination, something you made up to escape reality. You always loved the sea, wanting to be one of the waves, carefree and rolling around, going anywhere and everywhere. Sometimes, you're engulfed by the sea, drowning almost. You're scared of those times, forgetting how to breathe. You're not afraid anymore, you muse as you play with Yeontan's fur. You close your eyes when you see your awkward face, close your eyes when you're unsure of something. Those times, you can't find your way back to your peaceful sea, instead you find yourself being in a storm, an overwhelming tsunami. Those times may never happen again, you think happily, as you've found your angel again. He came at the right time, pulling you out of your tribulation. He, being the angel that he is, helped you find the way back to your sea. You know, if that happens again, you know the way back by-heart. You, in turn, helped Taehyung find his inner child. You don't like to take credit but Taehyung says the galaxies spread out within your sea's wide skies wouldn't be there if it wasn't for you. You say you gave him clues on his harrowing quest. He says, quite simply, "we've found each other again."
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m.list
soft and tender (j.jungkook x reader)
warnings/tags: college!jungkook x reader, badass on the outside but soft bby on the inside yeah thats koo, quiet!reader, yeah that's it I forgot to edit this part :D
genre: fluff bro, fluff.
words: 821 words
a/n: cause koo looks so bby and squishy in his new ig post :D and maybe I got inspired by this. and this and this again welp D:
Tough and buff, you observe, as Jungkook discusses his next boxing session with his coach. You're here to pick him up as he so kindly asked you. More like bribed you with cake but hey, you're finally here. The place which made your Jungkook grow huge. You tap your fingers against the steering wheel restlessly and look out the window to see Jungkook bump fists with his coach and see his face light up at the sight of you. He rushes inside the car and jumps into the seat. "where's my cake?" you ask teasingly while you get kisses peppered all over your face. "give me my moment," he grumbles softly as he squishes your face,
"ah, its been too long since I saw you!" you lift an eyebrow, "it's been 3 days." "3 days too long, sweetheart. let's get your cake on the way and maybe some donuts? ooh what about those biscuits you like?" you gaze at him softly, finding no trace of the tough and buff guy from earlier. Yeah, this is the Koo you know well.
"tired, so tired" Jungkook mumbles as he finds solace for his head on your chest and makes your hand rub his back. You rub his back like muscle memory while you munch on the biscuits Jungkook bought you earlier and catch up on your TV show. Jungkook watches your free hand dust off the biscuit dust on your fingers and he catches it, stroking your hand with his thumb.
He remembers your hand patting his back softly, three summers ago, when he had gotten caught in a sudden downpour. He had started college and already messed up his first project. He remembers your warm jacket getting draped over him and your hand holding out a bubble tea. "I know it's not the drink for the weather but I hope this cheers you up." With tearful yet grateful doe eyes looking back at you, little did you know, you had done more than cheering him up.
You both met through your brother, Min Yoongi, who had sworn he had never seen anyone as introverted as his sister until he met Jeon Jungkook. You were curious to see the boy who made your usually unimpressed brother rave about him. Jungkook was inquisitive as well, wanting to know the person Yoongi praised with pride. You both had hit it off quite well, having similar interests and intriguing conversations. You were indeed surprised to find out the man who put up a tough front was actually a innocent, wide-eyed boy, who looked at the world with rose tinted glasses and a hopeless romantic. Jungkook was equally surprised to find the usual passive and demure you, a ferocious and snapping young girl who loved jumping at her brother's nerves.
Jungkook remembers smiling fondly at you showing off your little scars from baking when you were working in a bakery, wearing them like badges of honor. Jungkook remembers the first time you both fought, he was in near tears and you were shutting him out. It was something immature but he'll never forget the words you said, "no matter where I go or who I go to, I'll always come back to you. 'cause you're home, koo." Jungkook holds you tighter at that thought. He loves the way you love him. It's soft and tender, just right for his fragile and fractured self. He loves you and your little quirks, your morning bed head and your delectable food from your little kitchen. He thinks, no he knows, he's found the most perfect form of love he could ever find.
You're about to move to the next episode of The Crown, when you feel Jungkook hold you tightly. You glance at him just to see him lost in his thoughts, gazing at your hand. "earth to koo, I repeat, earth to koo," you say in a robotic voice as you boop his nose continuously.
Jungkook shakes your hand off and smiles, "I'm back, I was just thinking."
"oh no. what now?! please don't say bungee jumping, please don't say that," you whine dramatically as you recall the time Jungkook bungee-jumped in a rather unconventional way.
"no, you drama queen," he sits up and holds your waist, "thinking 'bout us" he says shyly as he buries his face in your neck and leaves a tiny peck there.
You giggle at the sensation and pull him closer, "and what were you thinking, oh my sweet love" you say, teasingly but meaning the cheesy words.
Jungkook lets out a laugh at that, "thinking about how soft and nice and sweet you are to me." You stroke his hair, trying to pull him impossibly closer, even though you both are technically one now. "that's because you're my home. my safe haven and my provider for great entertainment and food!" Jungkook sighs and laughs at your dramatic statement. Yeah, that's the y/nie he knows.
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m.list if you'd like?
requests are open! ask me what you'd like from here!
soft and tender (j.jungkook x reader)
warnings/tags: college!jungkook x reader, badass on the outside but soft bby on the inside yeah thats koo, quiet!reader, yeah that's it I forgot to edit this part :D
genre: fluff bro, fluff.
words: 821 words
a/n: cause koo looks so bby and squishy in his new ig post :D and maybe I got inspired by this. and this and this again welp D:
Tough and buff, you observe, as Jungkook discusses his next boxing session with his coach. You're here to pick him up as he so kindly asked you. More like bribed you with cake but hey, you're finally here. The place which made your Jungkook grow huge. You tap your fingers against the steering wheel restlessly and look out the window to see Jungkook bump fists with his coach and see his face light up at the sight of you. He rushes inside the car and jumps into the seat. "where's my cake?" you ask teasingly while you get kisses peppered all over your face. "give me my moment," he grumbles softly as he squishes your face,
"ah, its been too long since I saw you!" you lift an eyebrow, "it's been 3 days." "3 days too long, sweetheart. let's get your cake on the way and maybe some donuts? ooh what about those biscuits you like?" you gaze at him softly, finding no trace of the tough and buff guy from earlier. Yeah, this is the Koo you know well.
"tired, so tired" Jungkook mumbles as he finds solace for his head on your chest and makes your hand rub his back. You rub his back like muscle memory while you munch on the biscuits Jungkook bought you earlier and catch up on your TV show. Jungkook watches your free hand dust off the biscuit dust on your fingers and he catches it, stroking your hand with his thumb.
He remembers your hand patting his back softly, three summers ago, when he had gotten caught in a sudden downpour. He had started college and already messed up his first project. He remembers your warm jacket getting draped over him and your hand holding out a bubble tea. "I know it's not the drink for the weather but I hope this cheers you up." With tearful yet grateful doe eyes looking back at you, little did you know, you had done more than cheering him up.
You both met through your brother, Min Yoongi, who had sworn he had never seen anyone as introverted as his sister until he met Jeon Jungkook. You were curious to see the boy who made your usually unimpressed brother rave about him. Jungkook was inquisitive as well, wanting to know the person Yoongi praised with pride. You both had hit it off quite well, having similar interests and intriguing conversations. You were indeed surprised to find out the man who put up a tough front was actually a innocent, wide-eyed boy, who looked at the world with rose tinted glasses and a hopeless romantic. Jungkook was equally surprised to find the usual passive and demure you, a ferocious and snapping young girl who loved jumping at her brother's nerves.
Jungkook remembers smiling fondly at you showing off your little scars from baking when you were working in a bakery, wearing them like badges of honor. Jungkook remembers the first time you both fought, he was in near tears and you were shutting him out. It was something immature but he'll never forget the words you said, "no matter where I go or who I go to, I'll always come back to you. 'cause you're home, koo." Jungkook holds you tighter at that thought. He loves the way you love him. It's soft and tender, just right for his fragile and fractured self. He loves you and your little quirks, your morning bed head and your delectable food from your little kitchen. He thinks, no he knows, he's found the most perfect form of love he could ever find.
You're about to move to the next episode of The Crown, when you feel Jungkook hold you tightly. You glance at him just to see him lost in his thoughts, gazing at your hand. "earth to koo, I repeat, earth to koo," you say in a robotic voice as you boop his nose continuously.
Jungkook shakes your hand off and smiles, "I'm back, I was just thinking."
"oh no. what now?! please don't say bungee jumping, please don't say that," you whine dramatically as you recall the time Jungkook bungee-jumped in a rather unconventional way.
"no, you drama queen," he sits up and holds your waist, "thinking 'bout us" he says shyly as he buries his face in your neck and leaves a tiny peck there.
You giggle at the sensation and pull him closer, "and what were you thinking, oh my sweet love" you say, teasingly but meaning the cheesy words.
Jungkook lets out a laugh at that, "thinking about how soft and nice and sweet you are to me." You stroke his hair, trying to pull him impossibly closer, even though you both are technically one now. "that's because you're my home. my safe haven and my provider for great entertainment and food!" Jungkook sighs and laughs at your dramatic statement. Yeah, that's the y/nie he knows.
///
m.list if you'd like?
requests are open! ask me what you'd like from here!
soft and tender (j.jungkook x reader)
warnings/tags: college!jungkook x reader, badass on the outside but soft bby on the inside yeah thats koo, quiet!reader, yeah that's it I forgot to edit this part :D
genre: fluff bro, fluff.
words: 821 words
a/n: cause koo looks so bby and squishy in his new ig post :D and maybe I got inspired by this. and this and this again welp D:
Tough and buff, you observe, as Jungkook discusses his next boxing session with his coach. You're here to pick him up as he so kindly asked you. More like bribed you with cake but hey, you're finally here. The place which made your Jungkook grow huge. You tap your fingers against the steering wheel restlessly and look out the window to see Jungkook bump fists with his coach and see his face light up at the sight of you. He rushes inside the car and jumps into the seat. "where's my cake?" you ask teasingly while you get kisses peppered all over your face. "give me my moment," he grumbles softly as he squishes your face,
"ah, its been too long since I saw you!" you lift an eyebrow, "it's been 3 days." "3 days too long, sweetheart. let's get your cake on the way and maybe some donuts? ooh what about those biscuits you like?" you gaze at him softly, finding no trace of the tough and buff guy from earlier. Yeah, this is the Koo you know well.
"tired, so tired" Jungkook mumbles as he finds solace for his head on your chest and makes your hand rub his back. You rub his back like muscle memory while you munch on the biscuits Jungkook bought you earlier and catch up on your TV show. Jungkook watches your free hand dust off the biscuit dust on your fingers and he catches it, stroking your hand with his thumb.
He remembers your hand patting his back softly, three summers ago, when he had gotten caught in a sudden downpour. He had started college and already messed up his first project. He remembers your warm jacket getting draped over him and your hand holding out a bubble tea. "I know it's not the drink for the weather but I hope this cheers you up." With tearful yet grateful doe eyes looking back at you, little did you know, you had done more than cheering him up.
You both met through your brother, Min Yoongi, who had sworn he had never seen anyone as introverted as his sister until he met Jeon Jungkook. You were curious to see the boy who made your usually unimpressed brother rave about him. Jungkook was inquisitive as well, wanting to know the person Yoongi praised with pride. You both had hit it off quite well, having similar interests and intriguing conversations. You were indeed surprised to find out the man who put up a tough front was actually a innocent, wide-eyed boy, who looked at the world with rose tinted glasses and a hopeless romantic. Jungkook was equally surprised to find the usual passive and demure you, a ferocious and snapping young girl who loved jumping at her brother's nerves.
Jungkook remembers smiling fondly at you showing off your little scars from baking when you were working in a bakery, wearing them like badges of honor. Jungkook remembers the first time you both fought, he was in near tears and you were shutting him out. It was something immature but he'll never forget the words you said, "no matter where I go or who I go to, I'll always come back to you. 'cause you're home, koo." Jungkook holds you tighter at that thought. He loves the way you love him. It's soft and tender, just right for his fragile and fractured self. He loves you and your little quirks, your morning bed head and your delectable food from your little kitchen. He thinks, no he knows, he's found the most perfect form of love he could ever find.
You're about to move to the next episode of The Crown, when you feel Jungkook hold you tightly. You glance at him just to see him lost in his thoughts, gazing at your hand. "earth to koo, I repeat, earth to koo," you say in a robotic voice as you boop his nose continuously.
Jungkook shakes your hand off and smiles, "I'm back, I was just thinking."
"oh no. what now?! please don't say bungee jumping, please don't say that," you whine dramatically as you recall the time Jungkook bungee-jumped in a rather unconventional way.
"no, you drama queen," he sits up and holds your waist, "thinking 'bout us" he says shyly as he buries his face in your neck and leaves a tiny peck there.
You giggle at the sensation and pull him closer, "and what were you thinking, oh my sweet love" you say, teasingly but meaning the cheesy words.
Jungkook lets out a laugh at that, "thinking about how soft and nice and sweet you are to me." You stroke his hair, trying to pull him impossibly closer, even though you both are technically one now. "that's because you're my home. my safe haven and my provider for great entertainment and food!" Jungkook sighs and laughs at your dramatic statement. Yeah, that's the y/nie he knows.
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soft and tender (j.jungkook x reader)
warnings/tags: college!jungkook x reader, badass on the outside but soft bby on the inside yeah thats koo, quiet!reader, yeah that's it I forgot to edit this part :D
genre: fluff bro, fluff.
words: 821 words
a/n: cause koo looks so bby and squishy in his new ig post :D and maybe I got inspired by this. and this and this again welp D:
Tough and buff, you observe, as Jungkook discusses his next boxing session with his coach. You're here to pick him up as he so kindly asked you. More like bribed you with cake but hey, you're finally here. The place which made your Jungkook grow huge. You tap your fingers against the steering wheel restlessly and look out the window to see Jungkook bump fists with his coach and see his face light up at the sight of you. He rushes inside the car and jumps into the seat. "where's my cake?" you ask teasingly while you get kisses peppered all over your face. "give me my moment," he grumbles softly as he squishes your face,
"ah, its been too long since I saw you!" you lift an eyebrow, "it's been 3 days." "3 days too long, sweetheart. let's get your cake on the way and maybe some donuts? ooh what about those biscuits you like?" you gaze at him softly, finding no trace of the tough and buff guy from earlier. Yeah, this is the Koo you know well.
"tired, so tired" Jungkook mumbles as he finds solace for his head on your chest and makes your hand rub his back. You rub his back like muscle memory while you munch on the biscuits Jungkook bought you earlier and catch up on your TV show. Jungkook watches your free hand dust off the biscuit dust on your fingers and he catches it, stroking your hand with his thumb.
He remembers your hand patting his back softly, three summers ago, when he had gotten caught in a sudden downpour. He had started college and already messed up his first project. He remembers your warm jacket getting draped over him and your hand holding out a bubble tea. "I know it's not the drink for the weather but I hope this cheers you up." With tearful yet grateful doe eyes looking back at you, little did you know, you had done more than cheering him up.
You both met through your brother, Min Yoongi, who had sworn he had never seen anyone as introverted as his sister until he met Jeon Jungkook. You were curious to see the boy who made your usually unimpressed brother rave about him. Jungkook was inquisitive as well, wanting to know the person Yoongi praised with pride. You both had hit it off quite well, having similar interests and intriguing conversations. You were indeed surprised to find out the man who put up a tough front was actually a innocent, wide-eyed boy, who looked at the world with rose tinted glasses and a hopeless romantic. Jungkook was equally surprised to find the usual passive and demure you, a ferocious and snapping young girl who loved jumping at her brother's nerves.
Jungkook remembers smiling fondly at you showing off your little scars from baking when you were working in a bakery, wearing them like badges of honor. Jungkook remembers the first time you both fought, he was in near tears and you were shutting him out. It was something immature but he'll never forget the words you said, "no matter where I go or who I go to, I'll always come back to you. 'cause you're home, koo." Jungkook holds you tighter at that thought. He loves the way you love him. It's soft and tender, just right for his fragile and fractured self. He loves you and your little quirks, your morning bed head and your delectable food from your little kitchen. He thinks, no he knows, he's found the most perfect form of love he could ever find.
You're about to move to the next episode of The Crown, when you feel Jungkook hold you tightly. You glance at him just to see him lost in his thoughts, gazing at your hand. "earth to koo, I repeat, earth to koo," you say in a robotic voice as you boop his nose continuously.
Jungkook shakes your hand off and smiles, "I'm back, I was just thinking."
"oh no. what now?! please don't say bungee jumping, please don't say that," you whine dramatically as you recall the time Jungkook bungee-jumped in a rather unconventional way.
"no, you drama queen," he sits up and holds your waist, "thinking 'bout us" he says shyly as he buries his face in your neck and leaves a tiny peck there.
You giggle at the sensation and pull him closer, "and what were you thinking, oh my sweet love" you say, teasingly but meaning the cheesy words.
Jungkook lets out a laugh at that, "thinking about how soft and nice and sweet you are to me." You stroke his hair, trying to pull him impossibly closer, even though you both are technically one now. "that's because you're my home. my safe haven and my provider for great entertainment and food!" Jungkook sighs and laughs at your dramatic statement. Yeah, that's the y/nie he knows.
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precious (k.taehyung x reader)
warnings/tags: shyboy!college!taehyung x popular!female!reader, tae heard rumors and he's insecure :( reader wants to beat up whoever put bs in her bby's head, they're very much in love dw
genre: slight angst, fluff
words: 654 words
a/n: hello there anonie! hope this turns out the way you wanted~ the prompts are "look, I'm wearing your clothes. I'm living with you. I've left everything behind to be with you." and "after everything we've been through, you still think I don't trust you?" and it's from this list!
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You're having some quiet time with your boyfriend in the library, him helping you with your essay and you giving him new book recommendations. The thing is, it's too quiet. You know you're in a library but you're alone and it's Taehyung's favourite place. Said man is pages deep in Dan Brown's Inferno and is purposely avoiding your eyes. You close your books and put your stationary meticulously into their designated place and get up. "you're leaving already?" Taehyung follows you and picks his bag up and closes the book, his soft gaze on you. "oh, so now you speak?" Taehyung's confused face irritates you, "it's a library, baby? are we not supposed to keep quiet?" Taehyung chuckles at his retort but finds no trace of humour on your face. You shake your head and walk out, clearly not interested. He runs after you, "wait, baby hold up!" You stop and look at him, "let's go back to our place, come on, we'll talk there" Taehyung takes your hand and stands infront of you, "please?" You sigh internally, anyone who would refuse those soft and puppy-like eyes clearly didn't have a heart.
You've never raised at your voice at Taehyung and he hasn't done the same to you. You thought you both would never do that, that being too much for the both of you, preferring to talk it out in hushed tones. Contrary to your belief, you feel rather exhilarated, shouting out your frustrations of the week and how Taehyung's behaviour was just adding into it. He was equally enraged, finding it ridiculous that you were putting your bad week's reason on him and that you didn't have to go through daily taunts of being teased as the popular girl's plaything and had blurted out that he even contemplated breaking up with you, not able withstand the cruel words and wondered if you were even putting in efforts for your relationship. You were shocked to say the least, "well, clearly you didn't know that I gotten a really good exchange program overseas and I left that excellent opportunity just to be with you!"
Taehyung's wide-eyed gaze pierces you, regretting spitting it out of the blue. "you were supposed to leave?" he whispers out. You sigh and get up from the couch, "wait, talk to me, please y/n" he gets up and follows you, pulling you back by your arm. "talk more? we talked and look where we are now" you say sourly, looking at him with regret. Taehyung's sorry gaze bores into you. You look at him, straight into his eyes, "look, I'm wearing your clothes. I'm living with you. I've left everything behind to be with you." Taehyung takes your hand quietly and intertwines your fingers and lifts it slightly, fiddling with the promise ring on your finger. "i didn't say that to make you feel guilty, tae" you lift his head so he's looking at you, "after everything we've been through, you still think I don't trust you?" Taehyung shakes his head instantly and leans his forehead on yours, his fluffy hair tickling your forehead, "it's nothing like that. if anything, i love you more after this, for some unknown reason." You know the reason. Taehyung's never had someone sacrifice something so precious to them just for him. You untangle your hand gently and hold his cheeks, "I love you too, I don't know who fed you that bullshit but I chose to be with you. I love you and I'm never leaving, no matter the circumstances." you say firmly. Taehyung finds place on your shoulder, hugging you tightly, "I'm sorry, baby-" "none of that. all you have to tell me was who I gotta beat up" you say playfully but actually meaning the words. "none of that," Taehyung copies you, "you being here is more than enough for me." "anything for my precious baby," feeling Taehyung smile into your neck.
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bandaid (j.jungkook x reader)
warnings/tags: reader's had a bad day and googie is there to help, talks about your overwhelming thoughts and days which just do not go right sometimes.
genre: angst, fluff
words: 399
a/n: this was my first ever drabble which I had written without a lead and had written this around my exam time, craving comfort like this, and I did. I found comfort in writing and I hope whoever reads this would find abit of peace from our stupid and messed up world. if you'd like, you can listen to this while reading.
you've had a long day. you think you've done enough but your mind says otherwise. you walk home, hearing the tell-tale sounds of a thunderstorm and walk faster, not wanting to get caught in the downpour. you walk in, just in the nick of time. you take off your shoes and lean against the wall, sighing softly. you put your head down, wanting to curl up and shut your eyes so that it could silence the demeaning thoughts. you feel like you could burst but then,
"hey sweetheart."
you look up to find the source of the honey-like voice, just to find it looking at you with utmost softness. Jungkook pulls you close to him and gives you a gentle hug. knowing the thunderous thoughts in your head, he says, "you worked so hard today and i know you did, so i made your favorite dessert." you tear up, maybe at the sweet gesture or maybe at the way he was holding you or maybe because it finally felt like the thoughts were slowly dissipating.
"i-i didn't," you say, "i could've done so much more better. i feel l-like," you take a deep breath and he rubs your back gently. the rain slowly taking over the night, he looks at you with kind eyes, urging you to let it all out. and so you do. you rant and sob about your stressful day, how the people around you were and how your overthinking mind wouldn't stop ever since you woke up today.
"i'm an open wound," you blubber, "and it feels like salt is continuously being rubbed on me." you wail into his chest and hug him tightly, wanting nothing but relief. you get your relief when you hear, "i'm your bandaid, remember? always will be here to help you heal. always here to lean on and to fall on. i'm your bandaid, your cushion and your safe place. just like how you are mine."
he pulls back slightly so that he could see your face. "i will help you heal, i promise. help you with the war in your head. help you through the storm and be with you after it." he wipes your cheeks gently, which had tears cascading down relentlessly, just like the storm going outside.
"remember," lifting your face so you're looking at him. "its you and me against the world, sweetheart."
sorry I forgot to put someone for the request. but jimin please <3
lovesick (p.jimin x reader)
warnings/tags: collegeau!, jimin x female!reader, jimin is a nervous bby around y/n and also painfully dense,
genre: fluff
words: 807 words
a/n: heylo anonie~ iknoe this took centuries and you're prolly fed up with waiting but it's finally heeere! this is the prompt "i heard my crush on you was obvious, apparently." from this list! hope you like this, anonie!
Taehyung and Jungkook look at Jimin in disbelief. Like mouths hanging open and eyes blinking, in disbelief that their best friend is a complete idiot. "apparently, this king executed two men who were both named Valentine and the Catholic Church decided to have a St. Valentines day!"
You look back and forth between the trio, Jimin's eyes beaming up at you and Taehyung and Jungkook looking desperate to get the hell out of there. Mildly amused and interested, you say, "that's an oddly interesting fact, Jimin but I really just wanted to know what pen you used the other day to write notes in class? Because it was really good and i wanted to know the model," Jimin smiles another bright smile, "call me a prophet 'cause i just bought another pack and it's too much for me so you can take it!" He takes a cylindrical box out of his backpack, handing it to you, filled with blue gel pens. "thanks Jimin, you're the best!" You smile and wave your fingers in goodbye and rush off to the library.
Jimin looks after your hurrying figure in dismay, "i should've asked her to stay for lunch or something. maybe I'll get her a coffee? she's seems to be studying too much, maybe i should-" "maybe, next time, you should just leave us to do the talking, hyung" Jungkook says irritatedly, biting rather aggressively into his pizza. "what, you told me to say something about Valentine's day and i did!" "yeah to ask her out and leave us out of this misery, not give her a totally romantic fact about Valentine's day!" Taehyung puts his chopsticks down, clasping his hands like he's a divorce lawyer about to break bad news to his client.
"look, she knows, okay?" Scratching his neck and looking at his food, "knows what? wait, she already knew that fact about the execution?" Jungkook looks upto the ceiling of the cafeteria, like he's looking upto the heavens and if Jimin heard closely, he could hear, "why, God, why me?" repeatedly. He chooses to ignore it, pestering Taehyung to tell him. "she knows about your insatiable crush on her, she knows you get nervous around her and have a toddler's vocabulary when she speaks to you, she even asked us at the last party if you were going to do anything about it," Taehyung and Jungkook wince simultaneously, recalling the way you had popped out of nowhere, scaring them and throwing their drinks all over each other and looking at you, rambling away on how you had noticed Jimin's interest growing over the years and how you waited for him to do something but got fed up, so you were telling them not to encourage him to say anything to you anymore. They were...confused to say the least but they thought you knew them well enough to know that if you tell them to not do something, they were gonna do the exact opposite.
"wait, so she know knows?" Jungkook looks at Jimin, "yes, hyung, she know knows," rolling his eyes, he gets up, Taehyung following him.
He gets up too and takes his backpack, walking solemnly to the library. He walks in, looking around for you, going to a random section and tries to take a random book, only it to be pulled a strong force. Perplexed, he pulls it towards his side, only to be suddenly let go and falling out on his back. "well that serves you right, trying to take a book which is-wait, you?" Jimin knows that voice so well. That sweet, melodious voice. He looks up to find you towering over him, despite your small frame. The lighting must be amazing in the library today, making it shine like a halo over you. You shake your head and hold a hand out and Jimin gives you the book you wanted. "you're so dense sometimes, Jiminie," you pull him up, dusting off his jacket. You hold the book close to you, looking up at him. "yes?" wow, you knew he wanted to tell you something? "well, uh" clearing his throat and squaring up his shoulders, seeming cool by leaning on the shelf, he says,
"i heard my crush on you was obvious, apparently."
You smile, one of the widest and happiest smiles he's ever seen these past 3 years. You pull him gently, "the shelf's dusty, 'minie," "oh," ears turning pink and scrunching his nose, he looks at you. "how about I finish up with my work here and I'll buy you a new pack of pens? and then we head out for lunch, my treat," you say, taking his hand. Seeing you rambling away about he shouldn't have spent so much money for mere pens while holding onto his hand tightly, Jimin thinks, for you? he wouldn't mind being lovesick.
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opia (j.jungkook x reader)
opia: the ambiguous intensity of looking someone in the eye, which can simultaneously feel invasive and vulnerable. alternative? you ramble drunkenly on valentine's day to jungkook, about his eyes and how you see your future in those galaxies. got from this post.
genre: fluff!
words: 929 words
"did I tell you happy valentine's day, koo? I did right?"
Jungkook chuckles, heaving your drunk body from the couch and carries you to the bedroom. "yes, love, you did but thank you anyway," he places you on the bed gently, going to your shared closet, fishing out your his shirt and an extra pair of shorts, all while feeling your wide-eyed gaze on him. He looks back at you, soft smile adorning his face, endeared by your child-like actions. He should've known better when he brought back home wine and cheese but how could he resist those shining eyes? He'd give the whole world if it means he could see your eyes sparkling everyday. Breaking out of his reverie, he's surprised to find you changed into your night clothes, falling face first into the soft bedsheets. "you need to have some water, up you get," he says, effortlessly lifting you up and sitting you against the headrest. He quickly shuffles into the kitchen to get some water, knowing you might fall asleep any minute. He runs back without spilling a drop and places it on your side table. "here you go, love" he says, lifting you up from your previous lazy position, haphazardly twisted around the bedsheets. You look away and stretch your hand out, "water, please" He narrows his eyes in confusion but gives you the glass nonetheless, "I'm gonna get ready for bed okay? you finish that glass," he kisses your forehead, patting your back and goes into the bathroom, more confused than before when he hears your sigh of relief.
He comes out out of the bathroom, grabbing the bottle of night cream and settling on the edge of the bed, finishing up on the last of his night routine. He feels your soft cheek getting squished against his bare back, your arms sneakily wrapping his waist. "what's up, love?" closing the cap of the night clean, he tries to shift to look at you but your sudden strength makes him stay in place. "I can't look at you right now, koo," your voice coming out muffled but clear. He's taken aback, slightly offended too. "and why is that, baby?" a tattooed hand covers yours, silently urging you to speak. "because," you start slowly and whisper, like you're telling him a big secret and Jungkook nods, "because?" he doesn't know why he's whispering too, heart slowly building up and he just hopes that he you can't feel it but it goes back down when you say, "your eyes, baby, your eyes, can't look at them" you shake your head, holding him tighter when you said that. Jungkook lets out a breath he didn't know was holding in, fiddling with the promise ring he gave you today.
"and why is that?" he softly inquires, silently coaxing you onto his lap. Even in your drunk state, you manage to look away from him, leaning your head onto his firm chest, slowly tracing the many tattoos on his arm. "because, when I look at you, it's like you'll find out all the bad in me," you slur the 'all' emphasizing on it so he knows you're not the perfect angel he sees all the time. "and if I see them?" he slowly rubs your arms, still confused at your rather childish reason. "you don't understand koo," you say desperately, "your eyes are so intriguing and at the same time, it's abit scary," Running his fingers through your hair, he gently fixes your mussed hair, "why is it scary, my love?" "you look at me with so much love and I love that, i really do, but I'm scared if a day comes where I'll never see it again," you say, trying to curl up into yourself but you know your human heater wouldn't allow that. He knows you want to say more, rubbing your back up and down, warmth from his hand seeping through the thin shirt, silently prompting you to let it all out.
"I love your eyes," voice small but firm, "I love that it's the first thing I see when I wake up in the morning and the last thing I see when I go to bed at night. I love that when our eyes meet, I know what you're feeling and you know what I'm feeling," You straighten your back, leaning on Jungkook's arm for support. "but I'm so scared, kook," you say, "what if you decide that one day you've had enough? that I'm too much? I don't know what I'd do without you. I need to see your eyes today, tomorrow and forever," finally looking at him, you're dismayed to find that your precious galaxies are fogging up and you hug him like it's instinct. He rubs your back silently and you mimic him, hoping you're calming him down. "I'd never leave, y/n" he lets out a watery chuckle when you falter, finding it alien to call him by your name. He proceeds to tell you tales of old and stories of new, how he loved your eyes the first time he met you and how he loves it when your eyes light up whenever you see him. "it's a good thing I bought that wine, right?" he finishes and is returned with a soft snore from your side. He smiles looking at your serene face, having dozed off while listening to his lilting voice. He tucks the both of you in, taking a last glance at your face, knowing he'll meet you in his pink cloud-like dreams, filled with you.
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opia (j.jungkook x reader)
opia: the ambiguous intensity of looking someone in the eye, which can simultaneously feel invasive and vulnerable. alternative? you ramble drunkenly on valentine's day to jungkook, about his eyes and how you see your future in those galaxies. got from this post.
genre: fluff!
words: 929 words
"did I tell you happy valentine's day, koo? I did right?"
Jungkook chuckles, heaving your drunk body from the couch and carries you to the bedroom. "yes, love, you did but thank you anyway," he places you on the bed gently, going to your shared closet, fishing out your his shirt and an extra pair of shorts, all while feeling your wide-eyed gaze on him. He looks back at you, soft smile adorning his face, endeared by your child-like actions. He should've known better when he brought back home wine and cheese but how could he resist those shining eyes? He'd give the whole world if it means he could see your eyes sparkling everyday. Breaking out of his reverie, he's surprised to find you changed into your night clothes, falling face first into the soft bedsheets. "you need to have some water, up you get," he says, effortlessly lifting you up and sitting you against the headrest. He quickly shuffles into the kitchen to get some water, knowing you might fall asleep any minute. He runs back without spilling a drop and places it on your side table. "here you go, love" he says, lifting you up from your previous lazy position, haphazardly twisted around the bedsheets. You look away and stretch your hand out, "water, please" He narrows his eyes in confusion but gives you the glass nonetheless, "I'm gonna get ready for bed okay? you finish that glass," he kisses your forehead, patting your back and goes into the bathroom, more confused than before when he hears your sigh of relief.
He comes out out of the bathroom, grabbing the bottle of night cream and settling on the edge of the bed, finishing up on the last of his night routine. He feels your soft cheek getting squished against his bare back, your arms sneakily wrapping his waist. "what's up, love?" closing the cap of the night clean, he tries to shift to look at you but your sudden strength makes him stay in place. "I can't look at you right now, koo," your voice coming out muffled but clear. He's taken aback, slightly offended too. "and why is that, baby?" a tattooed hand covers yours, silently urging you to speak. "because," you start slowly and whisper, like you're telling him a big secret and Jungkook nods, "because?" he doesn't know why he's whispering too, heart slowly building up and he just hopes that he you can't feel it but it goes back down when you say, "your eyes, baby, your eyes, can't look at them" you shake your head, holding him tighter when you said that. Jungkook lets out a breath he didn't know was holding in, fiddling with the promise ring he gave you today.
"and why is that?" he softly inquires, silently coaxing you onto his lap. Even in your drunk state, you manage to look away from him, leaning your head onto his firm chest, slowly tracing the many tattoos on his arm. "because, when I look at you, it's like you'll find out all the bad in me," you slur the 'all' emphasizing on it so he knows you're not the perfect angel he sees all the time. "and if I see them?" he slowly rubs your arms, still confused at your rather childish reason. "you don't understand koo," you say desperately, "your eyes are so intriguing and at the same time, it's abit scary," Running his fingers through your hair, he gently fixes your mussed hair, "why is it scary, my love?" "you look at me with so much love and I love that, i really do, but I'm scared if a day comes where I'll never see it again," you say, trying to curl up into yourself but you know your human heater wouldn't allow that. He knows you want to say more, rubbing your back up and down, warmth from his hand seeping through the thin shirt, silently prompting you to let it all out.
"I love your eyes," voice small but firm, "I love that it's the first thing I see when I wake up in the morning and the last thing I see when I go to bed at night. I love that when our eyes meet, I know what you're feeling and you know what I'm feeling," You straighten your back, leaning on Jungkook's arm for support. "but I'm so scared, kook," you say, "what if you decide that one day you've had enough? that I'm too much? I don't know what I'd do without you. I need to see your eyes today, tomorrow and forever," finally looking at him, you're dismayed to find that your precious galaxies are fogging up and you hug him like it's instinct. He rubs your back silently and you mimic him, hoping you're calming him down. "I'd never leave, y/n" he lets out a watery chuckle when you falter, finding it alien to call him by your name. He proceeds to tell you tales of old and stories of new, how he loved your eyes the first time he met you and how he loves it when your eyes light up whenever you see him. "it's a good thing I bought that wine, right?" he finishes and is returned with a soft snore from your side. He smiles looking at your serene face, having dozed off while listening to his lilting voice. He tucks the both of you in, taking a last glance at your face, knowing he'll meet you in his pink cloud-like dreams, filled with you.
a/n: is this a fic or a drabble? you tell me :/ happy late valentine's day~♡ m.list if you'd like!
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it's super surreal and I didn't know writing for fun and comfort would be like this😭 again, thank you soooo much to all 😭😭😭🍓🍓
thankchuu so much for 100 followers!!♡♡♡
it's super surreal and I didn't know writing for fun and comfort would be like this😭 again, thank you soooo much to all 😭😭😭🍓🍓
soft and tender (j.jungkook x reader)
warnings/tags: college!jungkook x reader, badass on the outside but soft bby on the inside yeah thats koo, quiet!reader, yeah that's it I forgot to edit this part :D
genre: fluff bro, fluff.
words: 821 words
a/n: cause googie looks so bby and squishy in his new ig post :D and maybe I got inspired by this. and this and this again welp D:
Tough and buff, you observe, as Jungkook discusses his next boxing session with his coach. You're here to pick him up as he so kindly asked you. More like bribed you with cake but hey, you're finally here. The place which made your Jungkook grow huge. You tap your fingers against the steering wheel restlessly and look out the window to see Jungkook bump fists with his coach and see his face light up at the sight of you. He rushes inside the car and jumps into the seat. "where's my cake?" you ask teasingly while you get kisses peppered all over your face. "give me my moment," he grumbles softly as he squishes your face,
"ah, its been too long since I saw you!" you lift an eyebrow, "it's been 3 days." "3 days too long, sweetheart. let's get your cake on the way and maybe some donuts? ooh what about those biscuits you like?" you gaze at him softly, finding no trace of the tough and buff guy from earlier. Yeah, this is the Googie you know well.
"tired, so tired" Jungkook mumbles as he finds solace for his head on your chest and makes your hand rub his back. You rub his back like muscle memory while you munch on the biscuits Jungkook bought you earlier and catch up on your TV show. Jungkook watches your free hand dust off the biscuit dust on your fingers and he catches it, stroking your hand with his thumb.
He remembers your hand patting his back softly, three summers ago, when he had gotten caught in a sudden downpour. He had started college and already messed up his first project. He remembers your warm jacket getting draped over him and your hand holding out a bubble tea. "I know it's not the drink for the weather but I hope this cheers you up." With tearful yet grateful doe eyes looking back at you, little did you know, you had done more than cheering him up.
You both met through your brother, Min Yoongi, who had sworn he had never seen anyone as introverted as his sister until he met Jeon Jungkook. You were curious to see the boy who made your usually unimpressed brother rave about him. Jungkook was inquisitive as well, wanting to know the person Yoongi praised with pride. You both had hit it off quite well, having similar interests and intriguing conversations. You were indeed surprised to find out the man who put up a tough front was actually a innocent, wide-eyed boy, who looked at the world with rose tinted glasses and a hopeless romantic. Jungkook was equally surprised to find the usual passive and demure you, a ferocious and snapping young girl who loved jumping at her brother's nerves.
Jungkook remembers smiling fondly at you showing off your little scars from baking when you were working in a bakery, wearing them like badges of honor. Jungkook remembers the first time you both fought, he was in near tears and you were shutting him out. It was something immature but he'll never forget the words you said, "no matter where I go or who I go to, I'll always come back to you. 'cause you're home, koo." Jungkook holds you tighter at that thought. He loves the way you love him. It's soft and tender, just right for his fragile and fractured self. He loves you and your little quirks, your morning bed head and your delectable food from your little kitchen. He thinks, no he knows, he's found the most perfect form of love he could ever find.
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You're about to move to the next episode of The Crown, when you feel Jungkook hold you tightly. You glance at him just to see him lost in his thoughts, gazing at your hand. "earth to googie, I repeat, earth to googie," you say in a robotic voice as you boop his nose continuously.
Jungkook shakes your hand off and smiles, "I'm back, I was just thinking."
"oh no. what now?! please don't say bungee jumping, please don't say that," you whine dramatically as you recall the time Jungkook bungee-jumped in a rather unconventional way.
"no, you drama queen," he sits up and holds your waist, "thinking 'bout us" he says shyly as he buries his face in your neck and leaves a tiny peck there.
You giggle at the sensation and pull him closer, "and what were you thinking, oh my sweet love" you say, teasingly but meaning the cheesy words.
Jungkook lets out a laugh at that, "thinking about how soft and nice and sweet you are to me." You stroke his hair, trying to pull him impossibly closer, even though you both are technically one now. "that's because you're my home. my safe haven and my provider for great entertainment and food!" Jungkook sighs and laughs at your dramatic statement. Yeah, that's the y/nie he knows.
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