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Only 6 Months (CEO!Jungkook x Barista!OC) Part 19

WE’RE ALMOST TO THE END! There is literally only one more part left! I’m both happy so that I can move on to new things like requests and the Choose Your Route story that I’m working on! I hope everyone stays tuned till not just the end of this story, but through my next uploads, too! I love you guys! ^.^

Summary: Who knew that pretending to be in love could create such chaos?

Words: 5,200+ Genre: pretty much just fluff and drama o:

Part 1 - Part 18 - Final

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Jungkook sighed and looked around the room. The party had been pretty exhausting so far, and he hadn’t gotten the chance to really talk to Chaerin. He knew he should only take what Jongin said with a grain of salt, but he couldn’t help but still be bothered. How did he know that Chaerin and Jaemin are close? She hadn’t bothered to try and tell him, and he couldn’t help but be troubled by that fact.

Nari took a seat next to Jungkook as Taehyung sat on the other side. They both looked in the direction that Jungkook was staring in and spotted the chocolate fountain that everyone was crowding around.

“Craving chocolate?” Taehyung asked as Nari giggled, “Me too. I think the chocolate fountain was a little much, though.”

“Same,” Nari agreed as Jungkook snapped out of his thoughts and looked over to Taehyung.

“I’m not hungry,” he shook his head, “I’m just tired. Chaerin and I spent a lot of time aimlessly walking around New York today, so I bet she’s tired, too.”

Nari frowned and took a deep breath, “She’s hanging around Seijin right now. I saw the two of them with Jaemin earlier, and Jongin was making a big deal over it. It wouldn’t surprise me if Irene started talking to you about it.”

Jungkook’s eyebrows raised, “She’s hanging around Jaemin? I thought she said that she should avoid him tonight?”

“I guess she’s got a plan up her sleeve,” Taehyung smirked, “She’s a smart girl. I bet she’s trying to get Irene to make a fool of herself or something. Maybe she’s trying to expose her for the jealous pig that she is.”

Jungkook smiled and nodded. His eyes spotted Chaerin’s as she glanced over at him. He sent her a smile as she returned it, and he could tell it was filled with other intentions.

“I’m going to go get some of that chocolate,” Taehyung laughed and stood up as Nari followed after him. Jungkook just nodded the two of them off as he searched the crowd for Irene. A smile formed on his face as he spotted Irene talking to some men with cameras. She looked like she had just hit the jackpot, when really she was just about to make herself look really stupid.

Chaerin was walking to the bathroom when she spotted Jongin in the direction she was heading. She took a deep breath before she quickened her pace and tried to fly past him without him saying a word.

Of course, that was just wishful thinking on her part.

“Chaerin, hey,” his voice was dripping with amusement as Chaerin just continued walking past him. He was quick to push himself off the wall and follow her, “How are you and Jaemin?”

“That’s none of your business,” Chaerin spoke over her shoulder before flying into the bathroom. She hoped that he would be gone by the time that she left, but there wasn’t a good chance of that.

What she didn’t expect was Irene flying into the bathroom after her.

“Chaerin!” She smiled, and it was oozing evil intentions, “How are you? I see Jungkook finally gave you the cheap ring that’s on your finger.”

Chaerin couldn’t help but laugh. She knew that the ring was anything but cheap. Jungkook didn’t need to know that she actually remembered the price of the ring. The stone on her finger might as well be the cost of her entire college education.

“Nice to see you, too,” Chaerin nodded to her before heading to the exit. Of course, Irene stepped in her way.

“I noticed that you and Jaemin…” she tilted her head and raised her eyebrows, “are kinda close? Yeah?”

“I guess you could say that,” Chaerin raised her eyebrows and nodded, “But I don’t know what you’re expecting me to say. I’m not just going to say what you want to hear.”

“I know that you won’t say it. I don’t need you to say anything to prove what’s going on,” Irene looked at her fingernails, “You can kiss your wedding goodbye once this news gets out. Jungkook will have no choice but to either marry me or hire some trophy wife who only cares about money.”

“But those two options are exactly the same,” Chaerin noted as Irene’s face turned red, “Except the trophy part. You have to be pretty for that.”

Irene was about to open her mouth and shoot something back, but a random woman walked into the restroom before she could. Chaerin just gave Irene a smirk before leaving the bathroom.

As if she had forgotten he would be there, she jumped when she nearly ran into Jongin.

“I feel kind of insulted,” Jongin frowned slightly, “I can’t believe that Jaemin is your type and I’m not. You two seem too much alike. Annoying and overpraised.”

Chaerin tried to just ignore him, but Irene ended up rushing out of the bathroom and stepping in her way.

“I want you to go down,” she smiled to her with a crazy look on her face, “You have been standing in my way this whole time, and I finally have some dirt on you. You should be shaking in fear.”

“But I thought Jungkook didn’t love me,” Chaerin raised her eyebrows, “Why would I want to marry someone that doesn’t love me? Wouldn’t you just be helping me out?”

Irene slightly froze and blinked a few times before her face twisted. By the time that she came back to reality, Chaerin was already long gone. Jongin just leaned against the wall and watched her with fascination. He couldn’t help but find himself thinking about the whole situation and how he wished that someone like her was hanging on his arm like she’s hanging on Jungkook’s.

Jungkook smiled as Chaerin walked over to sit next to him. She had been with Jaemin nearly all night, and all he could do was speculate what the plan was. Maybe she didn’t have a plan at all and he was just overthinking everything.

Although, the second she sat down, cameras swarmed the two of them. He was almost certain that it was over the lie that Chaerin was cooking up without a word.

But his eyes widened when one of the people in the paparazzi crowd held a microphone to him.

“How long have you and Irene been engaged? She refused to tell us and told us to ask you!”

Jungkook’s eyes searched around the building, but they were walled off by the crowd of people around them. He couldn’t see past the people towering over him.

“I guarantee you that Irene and I are not engaged,” Jungkook laughed in disbelief, grabbing Chaerin’s hand and showing off her engagement ring, “I’m getting married to Chaerin.”

“Don’t lie to use Mr. Jeon,” one of the people laughed, “She’s getting married to Kim Jaemin! They’ve been together nearly all night and Irene is certain that the two of them are engaged.”

Jungkook looked over to Chaerin who was glaring at her cup of water. He could almost read her thoughts and disappointment at the fact that her plan had backfired. It was like Irene knew that she was planning something, so she threw a curveball at her in retaliation.

“Jaemin and I are not engaged,” Chaerin shook her head, and it was in that moment that the crowd had split in two. Irene appeared before them as if Chaerin’s words had summoned her unwanted presence.

“Bull,” she smiled with evil intentions, “You’ve just been trying to ruin my relationship with Jungkook by pretending to love him. You’re trying to pull him into your trap when in reality, you just love Jaemin.”

Chaerin narrowed her eyes and stood up, “Irene, I have never seen you tell such a big lie before. Jungkook and I are engaged and I love him with all my heart. Jaemin is my brother.”

The room grew silent with the exception of a few gasps around the room. Irene seemed to be caught incredibly off guard as she looked from Jungkook back to Chaerin. Her look went from shocked to outraged as the paparazzi began crowding around Irene. They were bombarding her with questions about how she could have misinterpreted such an important detail, but she just started screaming about Jungkook again.

“Well Jungkook and I are a thing and Chaerin is just trying to get in my way! In our way!” she screamed hysterically as Jungkook took a deep breath and shook his head in annoyance.

“Irene, I wouldn’t marry you even if you were the last woman alive-”

“Chaerin is actually engaged to me.”

All eyes turned to look at the figure with the name of Jongin as he smirked and gave Irene a look, “Oh, is this not a game? It seemed like everyone was all the sudden Chaerin’s fiance other than her actual fiance.”

Chaerin’s eyes widened as Jongin just shrugged and gave her a slight wink, “My bad. I realize I was wrong.”

“What the h*** Jongin!?” Irene frowned and glared at him, “Jungkook isn’t her fiance!”

“Who’s her fiance then?” he asked, “Is it Taehyung? Jimin? Seokjin?”

“Shut up!” She screamed as she pushed people out of her way, “She doesn’t deserve the life that she’s getting! She doesn’t deserve it!”

Everyone in the room was silent as Irene walked around the room, screaming things that made little to no sense. Everyone just watched the blonde unravel her true colors in front of what soon would be the whole world.

“I was supposed to be Mrs. Jeon! NOT HER!” She screamed before falling on the ground in hysterics. If it wasn’t for Jaemin grabbing her by the arm and pulling her out of the room, she would have lost any dignity that she had left.

“Oh my God,” Jungkook shook his head, “She needs to be sent to a mental hospital.”

Chaerin just nodded as her eyes stayed on Jongin. She couldn’t understand why he had said what he did earlier to help save the situation. He had literally tried to force her on him the previous night.

His eyes met her’s as he just glanced at her before following Irene and Jaemin out of the room.

After the drama that had happened at the party, the news media went crazy with stories of Irene going crazy and trying to get Jungkook to marry her. Most news stations were calling her nuts while others were trying to sympathize with her.

It took less than an hour for Jungkook and Chaerin to find the occurrence all over the news. Even people in America were covering this on their news stations. Jaemin was happy to inform them that Irene was so upset that she flew out early. She was gone before everyone had even left the party.

“Well tonight didn’t go as I thought it would,” Chaerin slightly laughed and shook her head, “But it worked out for the better. I thought that somehow she was going to pull through on her false rumors.”

“Anyone with half a brain could see through her lies,” Taehyung rolled his eyes as he looked over to Seijin, “Now that you know that they’re related, can you see how similar they look?”

Seijin nodded, “Definitely. If I didn’t know any better, I would say that you two were twins.”

“They looked even more alike when they were little,” Nari noted as everyone turned to look at her, “My mom thought that they were twins for a few years.”

“Okay okay,” Jungkook slightly laughed and waved his hands, “Anyway, I would like it if Chaerin and I could talk for a second.”

Jungkook looked over to Jimin who was in the same room as him, and he just stood up and shook his head, “I get it. You want me to go in the other room.”

“Please close the door on your way into that room,” Jungkook sent his friend a cheesy smile as Jimin shot him a slightly dirty look before closing the door behind him. The two were now left alone in the room, and Chaerin could feel Jungkook’s attitude shift. It started to worry her a little bit.

“What’s up?” She asked, totally oblivious to what he was about to say.

“Jongin said something weird to me…” Jungkook blinked as he looked away from Chaerin. His previous relaxed position on the bed suddenly changed to a stiff position as he moved to sit up. She sat up as well and took a deep breath. She didn’t like where this was going.

“He told me that something happened last night that I should be worried about.”

Chaerin spent a few seconds trying to figure out what Jungkook was talking about, but it hit her all of the sudden. It was as if she had almost forgotten about what happened with Jongin completely. She felt her nerves spike as Jungkook’s frown grew.

“Can you tell me what happened?”

Chaerin took a deep breath that she let out through her mouth before bothering to speak up. “It’s not anything too important… I wouldn’t worry too much about it.”

Jungkook was about to let her get away with brushing it off, but the look in her eyes was similar to the way she looked last night. It was a troubled look that made him feel uneasy, so he stood his ground and asked her about it once again.

“Chaerin, you came to the room looking so broken. Did you run into Irene? Did he fill your head with a ton of pointless ideas?”

Chaerin swallowed before looking away from Jungkook. She couldn’t bring herself to look him in the eye while telling him this. It hurt enough to go back to what had happened. She couldn’t tell if she would legitimately worried about him falling into all of those things that Jongin put into her head or if she just didn’t like thinking about it. She wanted to think it was the later.

“It wasn’t Irene,” she spoke soft and unsurely, “It was Jongin.”

Jungkook’s eyes snapped wide open as he thought back to Jongin. He had already made a move on Chaerin before, and he could only imagine what he had been doing last night to get her as freaked out as she was. He could feel his blood beginning to boil at the thought of it.

“Jongin…” he repeated as Chaerin took a deep breath.

“Jungkook, he was horrible to me last night, but I don’t want to make you upset. He may be horrible, but I don’t need you to go around beating people up over things like this.”

“Oh, so it’s bad enough that I should beat him up for it?” Jungkook raised his eyebrows as Chaerin defensively shook her head and her eyes widened.

“Jungkook, please. I don’t want to make this a big deal. I was just vulnerable last night and he took advantage of that. Jaemin saved me, anyway, so there’s no reason to-”

“What did he do to you, Chaerin?”

Jungkook’s voice was so assertive and upset that she felt herself finch away from him. She was hoping that she could convince him, but she should have known better than to think he would let that go.

“Jungkook… I don’t want to say it.” she smiled sadly as Jungkook took a deep breath to try and calm down. He didn’t want to yell at her for being hesitant, but he wasn’t going to let her back down like she wanted to.

“I just want you to be honest with me,” he grabbed her hand and began caressing it with his thumb.

She nodded in understanding as she moved closer to him. She took another deep breath and relaxed into him, finding the courage to say what had happened.

“He tried to manipulate me. He told me over and over again that you were probably out cheating on me. Not only did he try and convince me that you were cheating, but he also tried to convince me to kiss him. He may have been wanting more from me, but I’m not sure.”

Jungkook’s arms tightened around her as she felt tears form in her eyes. She knew he was just manipulating her, but she really didn’t like thinking about any of that. No amount of good deeds could put Jongin as a good guy in her mind. He has been horrible to her, and she didn’t want him to think that he could pretend it never happened.

“I am so sorry,” he whispered in her ear after he calmed himself down, “I guess Jaemin ended up saving you from him.”

“Yeah,” she nodded and sniffed, “I don’t even want to imagine what would have happened if Jaemin hadn’t shown up.”

“So…” Jungkook pulled away slightly look her in the eyes, “That’s why Jongin told me I had something to worry about? He thought that you were with Jaemin behind my back?”

“I guess so,” Chaerin slightly laughed and wiped away her remaining tears, “It actually worked to our advantage, so I can’t be too upset about it.”

Jungkook shook his head, “Oh, I’m mad about it. I never want you around Jongin ever again. If I see him around you, I won’t be able to hold myself back from punching him.”

“I don’t blame you,” Chaerin gave him a sad smile before he placed one hand on her cheek to wipe away the tear streaks, “I don’t want him around me again, either. If Jaemin keeps his position at Haneul, I’m afraid that I’ll run into him again at some point.”

“Well as long as either Jaemin or I are with you, everything should be fine,” Jungkook tried to smile, but on the inside he was boiling. He couldn’t promise that he wouldn’t seek this guy out and punch him the second that they get back to Korea.

After a few seconds of silence, Chaerin looked at Jungkook in the eyes and sighed, “I love you, Jungkook. It feels like it’s been too long since I’ve said that.”

Jungkook smiled and nuzzled her nose with his, “I love you, too, Chae. This trip was really fun… despite the little quarrel that we had.”

“Yeah,” Chaerin nodded in agreement before placing a soft kiss on his lips, “I enjoyed it, even though we hit a little bump. I hope we get to do something like this again one day.”

Jungkook placed his lips on Chaerin’s for a second before pulling away slightly, “Trust me, there will be several more trips like this in the future.”

Before Chaerin could even say anything to Jungkook, he placed his lips on her’s in a slightly deep and forceful kiss. She tried to pull away to say something, but every time she would back away, Jungkook would lean further into her. She began letting out a few giggles as Jungkook climbed on top of her and deepened the kiss even further. Her face heated up at the gesture since they had never been in the position before, and she could feel her boy-shy nature kicking in.

But when Jungkook began running a hand up and down her arm and thigh, she felt herself slightly relax. She melted into the kiss as Jungkook slipped his tongue into her mouth and began battling it for dominance. The two of them were really getting into the kiss as Jungkook let out a soft moan and Chaerin leaned even more into them. There was soon no space between the two of them as Chaerin held him to her by the collar of his shirt.

She wasn’t sure how far they were going to take things the deeper the kiss got, but her question was answered when there was a soft knock on the door.

“Hey guys… I’m really tired, so could you hurry it up in there?” Jimin’s voice said through the door as Jungkook reluctantly pulled away. He could almost sense that Jimin was about to open the door, so he got off of Chaerin with a pout as she smiled and mocked his pouting face.

As Jungkook thought, Jimin poked his head into the room and let out a relieved sigh, “Thank God… I thought that you two were either doing it or asleep.”

Jungkook rolled his eyes as Chaerin’s face heated up. Jongin’s words started flooding her mind as she thought about the fact that she and Jungkook hadn’t done anything yet… Surely he wasn’t upset about that… right?

It had been a little over a week when Kiseung’s wedding was finally happening. She was freaking out about everything from packing her stuff to making sure that everything was perfect. Her parents and she paid a lot of money for her wedding and she was determined to have it be perfect.

“They forgot my flowers,” Kiseung walked out of the bathroom with a horrified look on her face. She had a toothbrush in her mouth, but she seemed to forget about it as she ran out of the bathroom, “My mom just texted me and said that all the flowers that we ordered were lost when the truck carrying them crashed on the interstate! How could they do this to me!?”

“Kiseung, it’s okay,” Hyomin called to her from the couch, “They’re just flowers. Everything else will be perfect.”

“But the flowers are super important! I won’t have a bouquet!” She cried as she wiped some toothpaste that was leaking out the side of her mouth.

“You could pick some last minute flowers out at the flower store if it’s that important,” Chaerin laughed as Chaerin let out a whine and ran back into the bathroom to finish what she had started.

After her little melt down, she calmed down and accepted the fact that there wouldn’t be any flowers. She finished packing later that day, the day before her wedding. She was freaking out a little bit when she demanded to try on her wedding dress before tomorrow to make sure that it fit. Of course, it fit fine and she was just getting paranoid over everything.

“Everything is ready, right?” Kiseung asked her mom over the phone while she was getting her makeup done. Her dad had hired professionals to do her hair and makeup, as well as to do her friend’s makeup. Chaerin didn’t even want to guess how much that they spent on that alone once she saw the expensive makeup that they were putting on them.

Everything went smoothly for her despite the flowers missing. Kiseung didn’t even seem to really notice once the wedding was finally starting. After their vows, she seemed to be glowing the whole time. The only thing she would talk about from that moment on was either Baekhyun or the ring that he had given her and how expensive it was.

Chaerin wasn’t even going to comment on that after knowing how much Jungkook spent on her’s. It was Kiseung’s wedding day after all, and the last thing that anyone wanted was for her to be upset over something as simple as a ring.

The reception dinner went well as the four friends sat together, along with their dates. Due to Jungkook’s friends all being invited, Hyomin just asked Jimin to be her date for the dinner. He was so flustered with the idea, but he accepted the request. Hyomin couldn’t deny that she sound his shyness really attractive, but the last thing she wanted to do was hurt one of Jungkook’s friends. She seemed to hurt every guy she’s dated since they all liked her more than she liked them. She saw him as off limits, so she kept her distance from him as if they were in middle school all over again.

Once the dinner was over, Kiseung and Baekhyun hightailed it out of the building. Chaerin could see the excitement on Kiseung’s face, especially since he was taking her to Tokyo for their honeymoon. It occurred to Chaerin that she hadn’t even thought about things like a honeymoon or even a dress. She was running out of time, and after the wedding was completely over, she ran to Nari for help.

The three friends went wedding dress shopping literally a day later, and Kiseung was bitter that they waited until she was gone to actually do it.

After trying on four dresses, she found one that the three of them liked. She was very relieved that the dress fit right and everything, so nothing would have to be done to it.

“You are so lucky,” Hyomin shook her head, “not only do you have a rich fiance who’s buying your dress for you, but you were actually able to find a dress very quickly with only a month left. Typically you need like eight months to shop for wedding dresses.”

“I know, I am lucky,” Chaerin laughed nervously as she texted Jungkook about the dress. It was fairly expensive, but not too expensive. It didn’t cost nearly as much as her ring…

(This is the dress by the way. It’s actually the most expensive dress in the world, but we’re going to pretend that it’s not actually 15 million dollars for the sake of the story~ ^^; )

The three of them went wedding shopping for the rest of the day, even on into the end of the week after Kiseung came back. She was more than happy to turn around and look at wedding things yet again, even though she had just gotten through with hers.

“I’m throwing you the best wedding shower,” Kiseung smiled, “I only have a week to plan it, but I’m going to pull this off!”

“Who’s going to come?” Chaerin smiled nervously as Kiseung just rolled her eyes.

“Everyone! Even the people you work with, maybe even people from your current classes AND high school!” “That’s too much,” Chaerin shook her head unsurely, but Kiseung rolled her eyes again.

“You’re getting married to one of the richest men in the country! Don’t you want to brag a little bit to everyone?”

Chaerin couldn’t really argue with that point as Kiseung took that as a victory and continued on making more wedding plans.

It was finally the day before the wedding, and after many parties and many sleepless nights, they had pulled off planning a beautiful wedding. Chaerin could hardly believe that they had not only pulled it off, but that it was actually happening. It was very surreal to her.

They had decided to have the wedding outside since there were several places around that looked beautiful outside. They had almost decided to have it in Jungkook’s family’s garden, but they didn’t want to have to deal with parking issues. They found a wedding venue that was literally a garden that was set up for a wedding. It was expensive, but Chaerin wasn’t looking for expensive. At that point, she just wanted to get married.

“Oh my God- oh my God,” Kiseung was rushing around the reception hall the night before the ceremony started as Chaerin rolled her eyes, “Where are the flowers?! I can’t believe that they would forget flowers again! It’s bad enough that my wedding didn’t have any flowers!”

“Kiseung,” Chaerin snickered, “It doesn’t matter… I don’t care if there are flowers or not. Plus, the venue is literally a garden.”

Kiseung whipped around to look at Chaerin with a surprised look, “You don’t care about the flowers? You’ll have no bouquet if there aren’t any flowers!”

“I could just pick some from Jungkook’s garden,” Chaerin got out of her seat and pulled Kiseung toward it to get her to sit down, “You just got through with your wedding. Please stop stressing over mine more than I am.”

Kiseung frowned, but she took a seat anyway, “I just… I want it to be special.”

“It will be,” Chaerin laughed, “I just want to be with Jungkook at this point, so there’s no need for you to worry about things that I’m not worried about.”

“That’s not true…” Kiseung shook her head before falling silent. Chaerin watched her friend carefully as she started acting weird all over again. At first Chaerin didn’t really notice, but recently, her strange behavior was beginning to become more common.

“Kiseung, is something-”

Chaerin was cut off by the sound of the main door opening as Jungkook flew into the room.

“Are we making last minute changes or something?” he asked before giving Chaerin a soft kiss on the cheek.

Chaerin nodded and turned to Jungkook to give him a sweet, short kiss. “Yeah. Kiseung was helping me… or more of I was helping Kiseung since she seems to care more than I do right now.”

Jungkook nodded and glanced at Kiseung as she moved her eyes away from his. The two of them had been in a few arguments recently over how weird Kiseung had been acting. She refused to tell him, and the longer he went without knowing, the more frustrated he grew. He thought about throwing her under the bus by asking her about it in that moment, but when Chaerin started cuddling into him, he let it go.

“Well I hope you two get plenty of sleep after spending so much time on all of this.”

Chaerin nodded and smiled into his neck, “I might be too excited to sleep… I’ll definitely be too nervous to sleep.”

“Well I’m just glad you’re not as worried as you were a month ago,” Jungkook kissed her temple, “I was afraid that you were going to back out on me.”

“I just needed time,” Chaerin shrugged and turned to stand in front of him, “But you need sleep just like we do. You should head out with us.”

“I’ll head out in a second,” Jungkook placed a soft kiss on her lips and stayed close to her after pulling away from it, “You should head out first. I’ll give you a ride back so that Kiseung doesn’t have to.”

“Her new place isn’t that far from my place,” Chaerin slightly frowned, but Jungkook caught his lips with hers.

“Let me take you back. It’ll be your last night in that place, and I want to help you finish packing.” he explained as Chaerin gave in to him with a nod. She made her way out of the room with a few goodbyes as Jungkook smiled and waved.

The second that Chaerin was out of earshot, Kiseung stood up, “I’m not telling you.”

“Can you just tell me what it revolves around?” Jungkook crossed his arms across his chest, “I’m getting really fed up with how weird you’ve been acting. Nari is starting to get suspicious, too.”

“You’ll know soon,” Kiseung moved the chair back into it’s position, “but I’m not going to tell you what it is. It would be a horrible time to bring it up.”

“Well why not?” Jungkook grumbled, “You’re not doing a good job in hiding it.”

“You’ll know,” Kiseung shot a glare before grabbing her car keys and her purse, “I’ll see you tomorrow, Jungkook. Don’t breathe a word of this to Chaerin.”

AH! It feels like it’s been so long since the last part! Sorry this took so long, and sorry for any mistakes! I didn’t proof this due to excitement that I finally finished it!

⇨ Masterlist ⇦

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-a legit conversation I had with a friend-

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Me: I DIDN'T REALIZE THAT BIG HIT POSTED ANOTHER VIDEO

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Only 6 Months (CEO!Junkook x Barista!OC) Final

OMG THIS IS THE END! Can you guys believe it? I sure can’t! This has been such a fun story to write and I’m going to miss it sooooo much! But that just means that I can work on requests and my next story that I hope will be finished soon. (Also, huge thanks to JJ Project for producing the amazing song that I listened to while writing this!)

Sorry for the errors; I didn’t proof this :c

Summary: Who knew that pretending to be in love could create such chaos?

Words: 4,300+ Genre: bits of drama and fluff x3

Part 1 - Part 19 ⇨ Masterlist ⇦

Jungkook and Chaerin walked into her apartment as Chaerin took a deep breath. Jungkook’s words started to affect her as she realized what he had said.

“It’ll be your last night in that place…”

Her last night staying with her friends…

It wasn’t just her last night in the apartment, but also Nari and Hyomin’s. Nari and Hyomin decided to move into a smaller place since it was just down to the two of them. Chaerin was surprised that Hyomin didn’t just move out on her own since everyone knew that Taehyung was planning on popping the question sometime soon.

Chaerin never thought she would be so sad to leave this place. It wasn’t even that nice.

She looked around and smiled sadly at the place was Jungkook grabbed her hand for support. He started to pull her in the direction of her room that looked bare compared to before. Everything was packed up and at Jungkook’s, save for a few things that she needed until tomorrow.

“Jungkook, this is a lot harder than I thought,” he looked over to her with a slightly confused look, “moving out, I mean. I’ve lived here for nearly four years. It was sad enough when Kiseung moved out, now we’re all moving out.”

Jungkook gave her a look over pity before giving her a slight hug, “It might take some time, but you’ll get through it. It’s not like you’ll never see your friends again. I don’t live with mine and I see them all the time.”

“But you work with them,” she frowned, “So of course you see them all the time.”

“Well, we see each other outside of work, too. Most of the time I don’t even see them at work since we’re all really busy with our own projects.” he explained, “My point is that you’ll still see them.”

“I know that,” Chaerin slightly whined, “Just let me feel upset that I won’t see my friends as often. I’ll got over it eventually…”

Jungkook just shook his head and laughed as he and Chaerin started packing the rest of her things up.

They were almost finished with what she had left to pack when Nari poked her head in the room. Chaerin looked over at her friend and saw her emotions written all over her face. She was taking this hard, too.

“Hey,” she finally spoke as Jungkook looked from Nari to Chaerin.

Chaerin didn’t say anything as she moved over to Nari and gave her a comforting hug. They had been best friends for so long and they’ve practically lived together for nearly ten years. Chaerin would spend so much time at Nari’s house when they were teenagers that she practically lived with her. She probably spent more time at Nari’s than at her own home.

It was going to be weird not seeing her as often, but they both knew that the two of them would continue to stay close even if the four girls ended up growing apart.

“I’ll make sure to visit you and Hyomin a lot like Kiseung did once she moved out.” Chaerin reassured as Nari sniffed and wiped away the new tears that fell from her eyes. “And you’ll always be around Taehyung, and since Taehyung and Jungkook are best friends like we are, there’s no way that we’ll grow apart.”

Nari nodded and smiled, “Yeah… I just have a hard time adjusting to change. But we’ll definitely be going on some double dates soon.”

Chaerin nodded and looked over to Jungkook who was looking at his phone with a frown. She wanted to ask him what was wrong, but he sensed her looking at him and jumped up to bring something else up.

“I’ll talk to Taehyung about having a double date when we get back from our honeymoon.” he smiled as Chaerin took a deep breath.

“Oh yeah… where are you two going, anyway?” Nari asked as she wiped away the last bit of tears.

“Well we planned it last second, so we’re just going to Tokyo. His work schedule wouldn’t allow for anything more than three days, so we won’t be gone for too long.”

Nari frowned, “That’s not fun. You two should be able to go where ever you want for as long as you want.”

Chaerin shrugged and looked over to Jungkook, “It doesn’t bother me too much. It’s not like we couldn’t travel when work isn’t busy.”

The conversation shortly ended as Nari decided to head to bed. It was nearly 11 and Jungkook advised that they get as much sleep as possible before the ceremony in the morning.

“Goodnight, Jagi,” Jungkook kissed her on the forehead before heading out of her room and out of the apartment complex.

Chaerin didn’t fall asleep immediately like she hoped she would. She couldn’t help but stare at the boxes around her. The marriage was becoming so real to her all at once, and she was having a hard time adjusting to it.

Just 6 months ago, she met Jungkook.

Only 6 months ago… she forced her eyes closed at that thought, I must be crazy.

It was finally the morning of the big day, and Chaerin was a whole lot more nervous than she thought she would be. The day was going completely fine, almost perfect even. The flowers arrived that morning and Kiseung was rushing around the venue trying to get everything arranged.

She hadn’t seen Jungkook at all since the previous night when he left. He told her that he would help her move the rest of her boxes in the morning after getting ready, but Jimin and Taehyung were the ones that arrived at her front door that morning. They claimed that Jungkook had some work to attend to before the ceremony, but there was nothing to worry about.

It wasn’t until one simple phone call. She was expecting something to break apart the nearly perfect morning, but she wasn’t expecting this.

“I’m afraid that the marriage was not accepted by Haneul Group as part of the marriage agreement. The wedding can commence, but Jungkook will no longer be in line to take over for his father.”

The woman’s voice was incredibly cold as Chaerin just stared at herself in the mirror.

...This was all for nothing?

She swallowed and shook her head. There’s no way… Why would this marriage not be accepted.

“What are the reasons for rejecting this marriage?” she asked as she could feel her friend’s eyes on her. They were suddenly very interested in her phone call just like she was.

“There was something in the fine print that was broken, and the CEO and his daughter called it out. I’m afraid that Jungkook is in trouble for this. His father won’t be pleased with either of you.”

Chaerin was shocked with the woman’s words. She was taking her news delivery a bit too far. There was no need to say what she had just said.

“Excuse me, but I would like to know what exactly was broken. I refuse to believe that something was broken.” she glared at herself in the mirror as her friends moved over to her.

“I wasn’t told what it was, I’m afraid.”

Of course Chaerin’s face started to turn red, What’s the point of calling me and telling me this if she can’t tell me why?

“And what reason do I have to believe you?” she asked as she heard shuffling on the other end. It was silent for a few minutes before the lady spoke up again.

“The CEO and his daughter were invited to the wedding. If you have any questions, you should ask the two of them.”

And with those words, the line went silent.

The whole room was silent as Chaerin removed her phone from her face and looked at her screen. She had received a text message from a number that wasn’t in her phone. Her stomach twisted when she read it.

“Game over.”

Jungkook had just arrived at the wedding venue and was running to put his tux on. The guys had been calling and texting him nonstop because he was running behind. He was supposed to be there ten minutes before he actually arrived, and the ceremony was supposed to start soon.

But once he entered the dressing room, his heart sank.

“Chaerin, what are you doing?” he asked when he saw Chaerin sitting in one of the chairs in the room. She was the only one in the room, and what unsettled him even more was that she wasn’t in her dress any longer.

“How important is it to you…?” she spoke in a slightly shaky voice, “being the CEO, I mean.”

Jungkook didn’t like the questions she asked, but he answered honestly, “Well obviously it’s important to me, otherwise I wouldn’t have tried so hard to find someone. It’s amazing that I fell in love with you in such a short amount of time.”

Chaerin stayed quiet at his words as he felt him slowly regretting them. Should he have lied?

“Jungkook,” she took a deep breath before standing up from the chair and looking over at him, “You can’t be CEO if you marry me.”

The room grew very silent and tense for a few seconds as Jungkook blinked several times. What did she just say?

“Chaerin, what…” he laughed, but it was more of a concerned laugh than anything, “Jagi, do you even hear yourself?”

Chaerin swallowed and walked closer to him. She was having issues holding back her tears, and Jungkook couldn’t believe what she was saying.

Before he could say anything, she beat him to it, “Irene won. It was stupid of us to think that we could beat her.”

Chaerin fled the room as Jungkook’s eyes widened. He ran out of the room and began running after her. She didn’t seem to try and slow down as he called over her down the hallway.

If it hadn’t been for Nari and Taehyung, he might have lost sight of her.

“Chaerin,” Taehyung’s eyes widened as she nearly ran into them, “what are you doing? You’re out of your dress.”

She was about to rush past the two of them, but Jungkook caught her arm before she could run anywhere.

“Chaerin, tell me what’s going on,” he softly demanded as Chaerin’s eyes filled with unwanted tears. All it took was her small voice to speak the words that no one wanted to hear.

“Apparently our marriage breaks the contract. You’ll have to marry someone else to stay CEO.”

Jungkook sprinted through the hallway of Haneul’s main building. He had rushed over as fast as he could, as the official ceremony was supposed to start soon.

He couldn’t believe anything from Haneul unless it came from the CEO himself.

In the most unprofessional way, he rushed past the front desk and ran straight for the main office where he most likely was. There was no way that he was attending the wedding. Jungkook’s father almost decided to not attend.

“Mr. Cho!” Jungkook yelled when he shoved past the people in front of his door. Mr. Cho’s face was the picture of shock as Jungkook tried to catch his breath for a few seconds. The men that he had shoved past were heading inside the room to restrain Jungkook, but Mr. Cho called them off.

“Jeon’s son?” his eyebrow raised, “Don’t you have a wedding? Right now?”

“My fiance,” he started as his breath was slowly catching up to him, “got a call from someone in your office saying that our marriage broke a guideline. The woman refused to say what it was.”

Mr. Cho looked confused as Jungkook could feel his mind clear up. He knew that the situation wasn’t real. Chaerin should have seen through the lie.

“The only guideline was for you to get married by today’s date. I didn’t even want to make that deadline, but Irene wouldn’t let it go. Call her spoiled if you will.”

Jungkook’s eyes widened as he felt his anger boiling. He was starting to feel irritated at the man in front of him, but he knew that lashing out at him wouldn’t benefit him at all.

“She wanted us to set you up with someone, but I proposed the current contract. She seemed okay with it, and so once it was set in motion, she shut up about you.” he explained, “But I really don’t have time for this Jeon. I have work to attend to. At this point I don’t care what you do. I wasn’t going to break any business ties with your father even if you hadn’t gotten married.”

Before Jungkook could properly process everything that had been said, he was thrown out of the office by the two guys in the room.

“You should probably get back to your wedding.”

Jungkook bursted into the venue in a hurry as he looked at the time. He needed to get changed and tell everyone that everything was okay as soon as possible, especially since they were already late starting the ceremony. He could just hear his family griping about their time being wasted by this, and the last thing he wanted was for today to turn out even worse than planned.

“Taehyung!” he cried of happiness when he answered the phone. He had been trying to call everyone, but no one was answering for some reason.

He quickly explained everything to Taehyung as he ran to his dressing room, and Taehyung assured Jungkook that he would work everything else out.

“Don’t worry about Chaerin,” he spoke, “I’ll make sure she’s okay. Just get up to that altar as soon as possible!”

Chaerin wiped her tears as she stared at herself in the mirror. Why was it that when she thought her life was finally together, everything falls apart? She had been in that room for who-knows how long when someone opened the door behind her.

Her eyes settled on Jaemin’s eyes reflected in the mirror as she quickly moved to wipe her tears.

He told her he wouldn’t be able to make it…

“Chi,” he breathed out, “What are you doing hiding in here?”

“I thought you wouldn’t be able to make it,” her voice was weaker than what she had wanted.

He walked further into the room and grabbed Chaerin’s arm carefully. He began to pull her up out of the chair that she was sitting in, “I didn’t want to miss this… plus, who would be the one to walk you down the aisle since mom and dad aren’t here?”

Chaerin smiled sadly at him, “There’s no reason for you to walk me down the aisle since I’m not getting married.”

Jaemin rolled his eyes and tugged her out of the room, “Sure you are. Taehyung caught me in the hall and told me that everything is okay. Now all you need is makeup touch ups and to put your dress back on.”

Before she could even say anything in reply, she saw Jungkook running down the hall in his tux. He was obviously worn out and sweating a good bit from all the running he had done, but he looked amazing nonetheless.

Her voice caught in her throat when he slowed his pace down to look at her. She wanted to ask him a million questions, but she didn’t know where to even begin.

As if he read her mind, he walked up to her and placed a soft and comforting kiss on her lips, “Everything is okay. Don’t let her get into your head on a day that’s supposed to be centered around us.”

Just as if he was a dream, he was gone before she could even grasp what had just happened. How was everything okay? Was she lied to?

“Let’s go,” Jaemin whispered as he pulled her to her dressing room.

Before Chaerin had fully processed everything that had just happened, she was standing in the building next to the garden that they were getting married in. Jungkook’s friends were getting ready to walk down the aisle along with either their date or one of Chaerin’s friends. Seokjin and Taehyung had their dates while Jimin walked Hyomin down the aisle and Yoongi walked Kiseung down the aisle. Chaerin gave Hoseok and Namjoon the choice of bringing a girl, so they both found dates to bring whether it was a girl they liked or a relative.

But as she was standing there after the roller coaster of emotions that she had been on, she was shaking of nerves. Everyone was telling her that everything was going to be okay, but she couldn’t help but feel super paranoid that something else was about to happen.

“Chi, look at me.” Jaemin’s voice broke through her thoughts as she looked over at him. He gave her a soft smile and a pat on the back as she took a deep breath. “I don’t know what’s causing you to worry so much… it’s your wedding day! You need to lighten up!”

She looked over at the doors that her friends were walking out of. Seijin and Seokjin were first in line as they started heading out of the little building that they had been in.

Chaerin didn’t say anything as Jaemin just grabbed her hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze.

“Smile, Chi. It’s your wedding day!” he nudged her a little bit as she felt a very soft and subtle smile appear on her face. His new lighthearted personality was something she was getting used to. The last time she saw him, she was the one saving him from himself. Now the tables seemed to have turned on them… at least for the moment they have.

“Chae,” Nari’s voice called to her before she and Taehyung walked out of the building. Chaerin glanced over at her friend. Nari gave her a soft smile and gave her a thumbs up with her left hand. She disappeared from the building as Chaerin felt her nerves come back to her.

Jaemin grabbed her hand and wrapped her arm around his. With a small nod, he began leading her out of the building and toward the garden that Jungkook was waiting in.

Despite the fact that Jungkook’s family was in a bad mood, Jungkook was slightly becoming more and more excited. Seeing Chaerin in the hallway brightened his day, despite the fact that she was still left in the dark about the whole situation.

He slowly felt his patience running thin as his and Chaerin’s friends began walking down the aisle. It felt like they were walking as slow as possible just to make his wait longer, but he told himself to calm down. She would be here soon enough.

Even before his brain could finish calming himself down, he saw Chaerin walking down the aisle with Jaemin. He could see the nerves on her face, but the moment their eyes met, the two of them practically melted. As if their brains were in sync, they both began thinking,

“I can’t believe this is really happening…”

A smile appeared on her face as Jungkook mirrored her smile. He could feel his excitement grow the closer that she got to him. It felt like she was never going to finally be standing next to him.

The second she stood next to him, the whole world was blurred out from the two of them. Neither of them were listening to the people around them, even the priest. Jungkook was pretty sure that the priest had to repeat himself a few times since the couple never responded to what he was saying.

Chaerin’s eyes met Jungkook’s after their “I do”s, and her heart leapt from her chest. They were so close to each other… their vows were over and now all that was left was the kiss to seal the deal.

She took a deep breath as they stepped closer to each other. The crowd was slightly growing impatient as the two just looked at each other for a while before finally leaning in.

Chaerin’s paranoia started to kick in as she started to worry about Irene running in last second. She was expecting her voice to come in and ruin the moment for the two of them.

But as Jungkook’s lips pressed against her’s her mind went blank. Not one thought crossed her mind as she responded to the kiss. He melted all worries from her mind as he slowly pulled away and sent a smile her way. Before they completely pulled away, Jungkook leaned in to whisper in her ear, “I love you.”

It wasn’t too long before The couple was back from their honeymoon, and Chaerin finally began unpacking her stuff into Jungkook’s new penthouse. Jungkook dad owned the building, so he gave Jungkook and Chaerin a room, and he even got her friends an apartment in the same building. Kiseung and Baekhyun weren’t too far from the building, so Jungkook reassured her that she wouldn’t lose touch with her friends.

They were having a small party for Jungkook and Chaerin finally being moved into their new place. Jungkook invited his six friends while Chaerin invited her three friends, plus Seijin, who she was slowly becoming close friends with.

Seijin gave the group the news that she was moving to work at Jungkook’s company within the next month since her contract finally expired. Everyone congratulated her and she gave a few people hugs before everything settled down a little bit.

Everything was calm and relatively quiet until Kiseung let out a scream from the kitchen. Chaerin’s eyes widened as she and Hyomin ran into the kitchen where Nari and Kiseung were.

“What’s wrong?!” Chaerin asked with wide eyes as she rushed in, and she saw the two looking at the food that Taehyung and Jimin had brought. Chaerin ran over to the plate and saw a plate of cupcakes. Before she could realize what they were looking at, Taehyung ran into the kitchen and seemed to be a little nervous.

It was then that Chaerin read what the cupcakes said.

“Will you marry me?”

“OH MY GOD,” Chaerin said as Nari put her hands on her face and turned around to face Taehyung. He seemed to be almost as shocked as the rest of the group. It took him a few seconds before he finally was able to speak.

“You weren’t supposed to see those yet,” he let out a nervous laugh, but Nari was already an emotional mess. She wiped away a tear from her face as she just nodded in his direction. Before he could say anything else, she ran up to him and gave him a hug. His face turned a dark shade of red as he realized that all of their friends had walked into the kitchen to see what was going on.

Once she pulled away from him, he pulled the ring box out of his pocket and knelt down in front of her. He opened the box to reveal a beautiful ring that Nari had almost picked out herself. He remembered seeing her eye the ring when they were on a date to the mall, so he thought it was fitting to buy it.

After the uproar had calmed down, everyone gathered into the living room to play a few games, whether they were video games or board games.

Jungkook and Chaerin snuck away during a round of Mario Kart since Seokjin was adamant about wanting to play. Chaerin had walked into their room just to change into clothes that were a little more comfortable, and Jungkook just wanted to get away from the chaos for a second.

Chaerin was about to take off her shirt and change into a t-shirt when Jungkook opened the door behind her. She let out a slight squeak and spun around in embarrassment as she saw Jungkook walking into their room.

Jungkook smiled at her nervousness as he moved over to her, “Are you still embarrassed to change in front of me?”

Chaerin slightly glared at him before she quickly took the shirt off and threw it in his face, “I thought you might have been someone else.”

Jungkook’s smile didn’t fade as he moved the shirt off of his head and into their hamper. “Well that’s good. I think it’s cute when you’re shy, but I like knowing that you feel comfortable around me even more.”

Chaerin was about to grab one of Jungkook’s t-shirts when his arms suddenly wrapped around her. She let out another squeak when he pulled he away from the closet. She was about to scold him, but his voice cut her off.

“I like it when you wear my clothes, but I like it when you wear nothing even more.”

Chaerin’s eyes widened and her face turned red, “Jungkook our friends are literally in the next room.”

When Jungkook’s mouth placed an opened mouth kiss on her neck, she knew that he was being a little too eager. She let out a nervous laugh as she heard the commotion from the living room go slightly silent.

“J-Jungkook, can’t you wait a little?” she whispered as Jungkook spun her around and frowned at her.

“You’re the one who stripped in front of me.”

Chaerin glared at him as he just let a cheeky smile appear on his face, “You’re ridiculous.”

Jungkook just shrugged and moved his right hand down lower and lower until Chaerin’s glare intensified. He gave a slight squeeze before jumping away from her and heading back to the living room.

“You should probably put a shirt on before one of the guys see you.”

Chaerin yanked the shirt out of their closet and threw it at him as he just laughed and exited the room, closing the door behind him.

“Wait… you mean that Jungkook and Chaerin started out as a fake?”

“You’re kidding! I knew it seemed fishy!”

“Why were we the last to know?”

“That would explain how Jungkook got a girl like that.”

“...”

“OW! God, that hurt!”

“Good.”

It’s finally over! ToT Omg thank you to everyone who read this all the way through! You guys are the real MVPs and I loved being able to hear from you through out the story! It kept me from losing my motivation for writing this! Also I’m sorry the ending is kinda weird. I’m up for writing an Epilogue if the ending wasn’t very satisfying! I love all of you for reading and I hope you stick around for more! (also for those who don’t get the ending, it’s the rest of BTS finding out about Chae and JK being fake since I never wrote that in!)

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-Admin Jinnie

No Way (Jungkook x Reader)

HA I MADE IT IN TIME FOR JK’S BIRTHDAY! (barely lol) I know I have posted so much for Jungkook lately, but my excuse this time is because it was requested! I’m so happy that I got this request done and I hope the person who requested this likes it! Request: Tattoo AU Jungkook x Med Student Reader

Summary: There was no way that Jungkook was going to convince me to get a tattoo

Words: 7,300+ Genre: just fluff honestly

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I had been running behind on my classes ever since an incident that had happened in my first one. My first class is the only common core class that I have to take this semester, and my professor decided to hold me back after class for nearly ten minutes because of issues he was having with some speech papers. I tend to be the teacher’s pet, so I stayed with him for as long as I could.

However, that caused me to run behind in every class today since all of my professors wanted to talk to me. I once again didn’t have the heart to tell them no, so that is how I ended up in my situation.

I had one medical lab class left for the day, and the second that one got out, I bolted out the door. It’s ridiculous how the only class I didn’t need to hurry out of is the only one that I hurried out of.

“Well would you look at that… little miss med student seems to be in a rush.”

I froze at the sound of his voice as I took a deep breath. He was the main reason that I wanted to leave as soon as possible. I spun around and plastered a fake smile on my face as I spotted Jeon Jungkook, two years my senior, but still working on finishing his first year of college.

“Jungkook,” I sighed through my smile as he just smirked and shook his head. He crossed his arms across his chest and took a step closer to me and I took a slight step back, “Fancy seeing you here, huh?”

“Fancy?” he raised an eyebrow, “Who says that anymore?”

“I do,” I spun around again and began walking away, but as I suspected, he began to follow me.

“So, that proposal I suggested to you a few weeks ago,” he spoke as he ran to catch up with me, “If you finally agree, I can just drive you on over to the shop. Free of charge.”

“Jungkook, I am not letting you give me a tattoo,” I side glanced at him to see a smile appear on his face, “I don’t care if you even pay me to give you one. I won’t.”

“It doesn’t hurt that bad,” he rushed to walk in front of me before abruptly stopping. I gasped as I ran into him and he just let out a carefree laugh.

“I-I don’t care if it hurts or not,” I stammered as I moved away from him and glared up at him, “But can you please not walk out in front of me? I don’t like people invading my space.”

“Well if we’re being technical,” Jungkook moved his head to the side, “You were the one who ran into me.”

“If we’re being technical,” I repeated his action, “You set me up to run into you.”

Jungkook just smiled as if it was an accomplishment of his. I just rolled my eyes and shook my head, “Jungkook, I’m not getting a tattoo. Ever.”

“I want you to keep saying that,” Jungkook smirked and bit his lip, “Because the more you say that, the more determined I am to get you to mark up that silky skin of yours. No one is as perfect as how you want to seem to be.”

“I never said I wanted to be perfect,” I started to walk away yet again, but as I expected, he was next to me seconds later. “I just don’t want a tattoo.”

“Wow,” Jungkook grabbed my arm and pulled me to a stop as my annoyance grew, “Please tell me that again. I should record it so that I can replay it as I’m giving you a tattoo.”

I turned to glare at him and yanked my arm out of his hold before rushing off. I had known Jungkook since the beginning of college. He had started out getting a business degree, but halfway through, he decided to go for an art degree. He also constantly complains about still being enrolled in college since he wants to become a tattoo artist. To my understanding, his parents won’t let him quit college, so he just decided to go for an art degree that he says he’ll never need.

I don’t know him that well, but ever since our English course that we had together, he seemed to be attached to annoying me. I was stuck tutoring him, and despite his terrible grades, he wasn’t actually that bad. It was almost like he didn’t care to be good.

Now that I’m thinking about it, it’s suspicious how good he was in comparison to his grades. He had to have been doing it on purpose.

I haven’t had a single class with him since then, but he always seems to find me. He’ll even occasionally text me and ask where I am just to come and pester me.

His constant bombarding didn’t start until I made the mistake of telling him that I had no desire to get a tattoo. It must have sparked something horrible in his mind, because ever since that day about 2 months ago, he asks me to get one every single day. If he hasn’t seen me, he’s texting me to get one. I almost blocked his number once over it.

The only difference about this day was that I had the luck of my car breaking down about halfway home. I tried calling my room mate, Hina, about five times, but as usual, she didn’t answer her phone.

And that would be how I ended up in the car of Jeon Jungkook as he took me to my dorm. Part of me wished I had just told him to drop me off a good distance to just walk, but it was far too late for that as we pulled into the parking lot of my apartment complex.

“Thank you,” I mumbled in his direction as he just gave me his usual smile. I couldn’t tell if I hated the smile or not, but I tried to wave away that thought as I opened the car door.

“Hey,” Jungkook called to me as I placed my right foot out of the car. I shouldn’t have stopped to look at him because I knew what he was going to say. I should have just gotten out and shut the door on is words.

“You know I could drive you to the parlor right now if you want-”

SLAM.

As you would guess, Jungkook was enjoying knowing where I was living. He texted me often, telling me that he was going to head over later, but he only actually showed up half of the time.

Hina was convinced that he liked me, but I didn’t see it. To me, he just looks like an overly obsessed twenty year old who cared way too much about me getting a tattoo. I was about to go crazy on him if he bothered me about it again.

“Hey Y/N, Jungkook’s here.” Hina called from the front door as I wrinkled my nose. I had just gotten home from class and had somehow avoided him, but of course he decided to show up.

“Tell him I’m not home,” I yelled back at her, but I knew my fate was sealed. Jungkook was going to bother me today no matter what I did.

“Hey miss med student,” I heard Jungkook walk into the living space as he plopped down on the couch next to me, “I’m a little offended that you ran off without me today. I wanted to ask you out to this concert with me. My friends hooked me up with some tickets.”

I looked over at him with an unimpressed expression, “Are these your tattoo friends?”

Jungkook smiled and shook his head, “No, they’re my friends from high school. They have nothing to do with the tattoo parlor.”

I looked away from him, still not wanting to comply to his wishes. The second that I agree to something he says is the second that I go insane.

“Well you’re going to be there, so no thanks,” I shook my head, “I’d rather you not breath down my neck about getting a tattoo for 24/7.”

I was about to just wave him away, but before I could, Jungkook opened his mouth again, “If you go with me, I’ll quit bugging you about getting a tattoo.”

Now that made me all ears.

My eyes slightly widened at his bold statement as I felt myself caving in. How could I refuse that offer? Was that just a part of his plan the whole time? I watched him carefully to see if he was just kidding around with me, but his genuine smile never left his face.

“I’ll even treat you to some lunch. I know you don’t normally eat lunch, so it’d be a nice change.” he offered, but I didn’t know how to feel about it. I didn’t hate Jungkook, but I most certainly didn’t like him. I didn’t want to feel like I was on a date with him…

“Jungkook, I don’t know about that…” I started to say, but his words kept flooding my mind.

I’ll quit bugging you about getting a tattoo.

Staring at Jungkook from across the table was a little weird for me, but I was slowly getting used to it. He didn’t try and force a conversation since he knew that I was still a little upset at him, and I appreciated his silence.

It had been about ten minutes since we had sat down when our food was finally brought to us. We both thanked the waitress as she just bowed and walked off, leaving us in our silence yet again.

I ate my sandwich slowly as I began realizing just how hungry I was. I wasn’t normally hungry at this time of day which was why I never ate lunch, but for some reason I was super hungry right now.

“Is it good?” Jungkook asked as I just silently nodded and continued shoving the food in my mouth in a moderate amount.

I was almost done with my food when I noticed that Jungkook, who had been staring at his phone the whole time, was now looking at me. I looked over at him as our eyes met, and I paused in the middle of my chewing. His eyes refused to let mine go as I took a deep breath and swallowed the food in my mouth.

“You know, you should probably eat more often,” he spoke quietly, “You seemed pretty hungry just now.”

I shook my head and ripped my eyes from his as I noticed the tattoo that was on his right arm. I had seen it a million times since I met him, but for some reason it was fascinating me in the moment.

As I was staring at it, I noticed that he had a little bit added to it. It used to just be the phrase ‘Young Forever’, but he added some designs around it that complimented the calligraphy on his arm. It was just a small little hot air balloon that was surrounded by clouds, as well as a few little blackbirds flying around the words.

“I like what you added to the tattoo,” I thought out loud as he sent me a soft smile. He looked down at it and then back to me a few seconds later.

“Thanks. My friend Namjoon suggested the designs to me and I asked one of my coworkers to add them for me. You’ll meet Namjoon tonight. For someone who isn’t very artistic, he’s pretty artistic.”

I just nodded and looked at his tattoo again. I couldn’t tell if the air balloon had some kind of significance, but I didn’t bother asking.

After a few more moments of silence, I felt my voice leaving my mouth, “How many people are going to be there tonight? Out of your friends I mean.”

“I’m not sure,” he shrugged, “I know that one of them couldn’t come because of issues with his job, which is why I asked you to go with me.”

I nodded, but something was bothering me. If he had an extra ticket because his friend couldn’t go, why would he ask me? Surely he has some co-workers that would want to go more than I would…

“Not that I’m upset over this or anything, but why did you invite me to go instead of someone else?” I asked as I looked at him. His eyes caught mine as I took a deep breath to calm the sudden nerves in my chest.

“None of them would have wanted to go,” he shrugged, “Plus I thought that you’d like to go. You must be tired with having to go through pre-med school.”

I just left the subject alone after that, but I couldn’t help but feel weird about the situation. He was annoying in every sense, but being around him wasn’t all bad. Even when he would pester me about tattoos, I couldn’t find it in myself to hate him.

Though I never thought that he ever cared anything about me. He seemed to just think of me as a canvas waiting to be painted. I really thought that he just thought of me as a stuck up pre-med student, but he was slowly proving me wrong.

~English Course, 1st Semester~

“God, this is stupid,” Jungkook grumbled as I let a long sigh out of my nose.

“It’s not my rules,” I mumbled as I shoved the workbook closer to him, “I wouldn’t be doing this if I had a choice.”

He glanced at me for a second before looking at the book again. I didn’t know this guy at all, but my instructor insisted that I help him in our course. All I knew about this guy was that he didn’t want to be in college. He hadn’t said one positive word that I’ve known of, and I had another two hours left with this guy.

“Look,” I mumbled as he looked up at me. I was about to continue talking, but he cut me off.

“You really need to learn how to speak up,” he was in the middle of sounding annoyed and neutral as I felt slightly offended, “I can barely hear you.”

“Repeat after me,” I said in a significantly louder voice as a smile appeared on his face. “The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.”

Jungkook looked at me with a perplexed expression, “What? What significance does that sentence have?”

“It uses every letter of the English alphabet in it,” I calmly and quietly responded. I could feel his annoyance come back, so I spoke up louder once again, “It’ll help you learn all the letters if you’ll learn it.”

He grew silent as he stared down at the table in front of him. I was not looking forward to tutoring this guy again.

“You know,” he took a deep breath and his eyes moved to mine, “Someone as smart as you could at least speak with more confidence.”

~English Course, Finals Week~

I had been staring at the paper in my hands for nearly ten minutes as Jungkook’s eyes stayed on me. I was nearly done reviewing his practice test that I had made out for him, and I could tell he was slightly anxious about it. He would never admit that since he made it out to seem like he didn’t care about school, but I could see it in his expressions.

I finally finished as I marked his grade on the sheet and handed it back to him. He tried to make it seem like he effortlessly grabbed the paper, but I could tell that he was dying to look at it.

His eyes scanned the paper as a smile started to creep on his face. His attitude toward not caring about his grades was gone as he looked at me with an excited expression, “Omo, Y/N, you’re amazing. I never thought I could make a perfect score on anything.”

I shrugged it off as he looked over the paper, smiling at some of the compliments that I made on the paper, “It was only a practice test. Don’t relax during the exam, because that’ll land you another bad grade.”

He just nodded, but I could tell that he wasn’t listening, “I should do something for you. Do you like tattoos? I could get you a discount at the parlor that I work at.”

I felt a disgusted look appear on my face as I rudely declined his offer, “No way.”

Jungkook caught on to my English words as he smirked at me. I didn’t like the look on his face as I looked away from him and tried to pretend that nothing was said.

“No way, huh? We’ll see.”

It was that day that I unknowingly sealed my fate.

I took a deep breath at the sight of the arena in front of me. I felt slightly intimidated since it was a lot bigger than I had imagined. I looked to my side to make sure that Jungkook was still near me, and I let a breath of relief out as my eyes met his.

I looked away quickly after in fear of him knowing how I was feeling, but I’d already sealed my fate. I felt an unfamiliar hand wrap around mine as I dared to look back his way with slightly wide eyes.

“Come on. Some of the guys are already inside.”

I just nodded in reply. I didn’t bother protesting his action, but that was mostly because I was terrified of getting lost in that place. Sure I have my phone to keep me in contact with Jungkook, but I couldn’t help but feel paranoid about not being able to find him again.

We walked into the arena as I could already hear music playing. The concert seemed to have already started as I looked around the surrounding space. There were several tents set up, as well as vendors and businesses that were there to hand our business cards. I took another deep breath and my hand tightened around Jungkook’s. This place was huge.

“Jimin! Taehyung!” Jungkook yelled as I looked in the direction of his voice. I spotted two fairly good-looking guys walking our way as my nerves spiked up. I forgot how terrible I was with socializing… How the h*** did Jungkook convince me to come here again?

“Kook! Who’s this with you?” One of them asked as Jungkook’s hand tightened around mine. I felt my face heat up as one of them not-so-subtly checked me out.

“A friend,” he replied as I slightly questioned his statement. Were we even friends? I wouldn’t say that we were.

The guy with light blonde hair raised an eyebrow as he glanced at our hands. I felt my face heat up as I pulled my hand away from Jungkook very slowly.

“Well, I’m Taehyung,” the blonde one smiled at me as I just nodded and looked to the other one. He was smiling at me as my eyes landed on him, and I felt my blush worsen. It didn’t really occur to me that not only was Jungkook insanely attractive, but his friends were as well.

“I’m Jimin,” the brunette slightly bowed and looked from Jungkook to me and then back to Jungkook.

It was silent for a few seconds before Jungkook slightly laughed and shook his head, “This is Y/N. She’s kind of shy.”

My face heated up as I realized I didn’t introduce myself. I couldn’t help but feel fairly awkward as Taehyung just laughed with Jungkook.

After the slightly awkward silence that followed, Taehyung informed us that two of their other friends were there with them. He also told us that there were two friends that didn’t make it.

The night was going surprisingly well, and I felt myself quickly feeling comfortable around some of Jungkook’s friends. I was starting to forget the whole reason that I came in the first place, but every time I spotted one of Jungkook’s friends’ tattoos, the thought came back to my head. I couldn’t help but wonder why Jungkook offered to quit bugging me about getting a tattoo… It seemed really random to offer to take me somewhere fun by promising to stop something that he wanted to happen.

After one of the songs had finished playing, I excused myself to the restroom. I wanted to tell Jungkook that he would be dead if he wasn’t in this spot when I came back, but before I could, his friend Namjoon spoke up.

“I’ll walk with you. I’m kind of hungry,” he started to stand up. I felt a little nervous that he was walking with me, but anything was better than walking alone in this huge building. Jungkook told me to be careful before I left, and I gave him a smile and a nod.

This night was so weird for me. I’ve never been more confused about a human being in my whole life.

Namjoon started some small talk with me, but it mostly just fell flat after I answered his question. He still continued to try and get me to actually talk to him despite being difficult to talk to.

“I don’t know if I’m allowed to tell you this,” he started, gaining my attention immediately, “But I really like the way Jungkook is when he’s around you. He’s a lot more easy going and he smiles more. It’s a nice change from who I’ve been seeing recently.”

His words really confused me as I scrunched my eyebrows together. I didn’t know what to say, so I didn’t say anything at all.

“I think school is getting to him a little bit. He obviously doesn’t want to be in school right now, but he can’t afford to disappoint his parents.”

I silently cursed Namjoon for manipulating his words so that I had to ask about them, “What do you mean by that?”

“Jungkook’s father wants him in school, and to keep him in school, he’s still paying for a lot of Jungkook’s stuff. He’s paying his rent, his car, his phone, and the only thing Jungkook has to pay is utility bills.”

I nodded as I looked at the ground. I couldn’t help but feel bad about the whole situation. I guess his parents really want him to make something else out of himself.

It was silent for a few moments before I finally spotted the bathroom. I excused myself as he just nodded and told me that he would wait on me. I silently thanked him for being kind enough to wait for me and I rushed off to the bathroom.

The concert was finally over as Jungkook and his friends were saying goodbye to one another. They all said goodbye to me as I waved at them and followed Jungkook back to his car. I didn’t intend to tell him all that I knew about his situation, but my curiosity was killing me. I was dying to know more about his situation since I was slightly nosey, but I convinced myself to hold off.

“Did you have fun?” he asked as I snapped out of my thoughts. I nodded and sent him a slight smile.

“Yeah. Thanks for inviting me to go.” I nodded as he sent a smile back at me. I took a deep breath as my eyes met his, and for the first time tonight, I felt myself saying something without thinking about it for a long time.

“Why did you give up on trying to give me a tattoo?”

The question seemed to surprise him slightly, but he recovered a few seconds later, “Oh. I just decided to give up on that idea.”

Now if he thought that he was going to convince me that that was true, he was horribly mistaken.

“Jungkook,” I smiled, “I know that you’re lying. You’ve been driving me up the wall about it for a few months, but now all the sudden, you don’t care?”

He was silent for a few seconds, and I couldn’t help but feel unsettled. I didn’t know Jungkook that well, but I could tell something was wrong. He just didn’t want to tell me the truth, which I could respect. After all, we’re not even that close. I shouldn’t know as much about him as I already do.

“I’m quitting.”

I looked over at him with a confused expression. It had been silent for almost five minutes when he finally spoke up, and that’s what he said?

“What? Like quitting school?” I asked, remembering what Namjoon said. Maybe he was sick of his dad breathing down his neck about everything and decided to start paying for his belongings.

I thought I understood what he was saying, but his next words caught me off guard.

“No, I’m quitting my job at the tattoo parlor,” he spoke softly. He didn’t even sound confident in his own words.

“What!?” I felt my eyes widen. I didn’t know this guy very well, but if there was one thing that I knew, it was that he was passionate about art, specifically tattooing. “Why?”

A pained smile appeared on his face as I took a deep breath. I didn’t like the look on his face as I instinctively placed my hand on his forearm. I tried to ignore the red tint in his face.

“I just can’t afford to keep the job. I’m not getting enough customers.”

His words made me feel sad as I looked at the tattoo on his arm.

“I want to quit school, but I just can’t. I don’t know what to do.”

I internally cried as guilt filled my mind. I don’t even really know this guy. Just leave it alone, it’s his life not yours.

“I’ll let you give me a tattoo.”

His eyes widened as he looked over at me, “What?!”

“Don’t make me regret saying this out loud,” I looked away and tried not to think so much about it, “I’ll be like your last customer. It’ll be the perfect way to end the job I guess.”

I could feel Jungkook’s mood brighten up as he practically threw his phone at me, “Look at the designs on my phone and let me know which one you want.”

...What have I gotten myself into?

I looked at the ceiling with a feeling of regret in my stomach. I did not want to be here… If I had just left the issue alone and let him just quit, everything would be okay.

The only thing stopping me was the smile that was on his face when he walked to the area I was sitting in. I felt anxiety build up in me as Jungkook started getting all the tools ready. What am I doing?

It’s not too late to walk away now. I kept telling myself that, but every time I looked at Jungkook, I pushed the thought away. He turned to me and gave me an assuring nod as I swallowed. I was not ready for this.

“Wait!” I cried as Jungkook started up the needle. He turned it off again and sent me a soft smile.

“Just tell me when you’re ready,” he nodded as I looked down at my arm. I was not ready for this. I will never be ready for this.

“Just get on with it already,”

After countless minutes, hours, days, or however long that took, Jungkook finally finished. My skin felt insanely sore as Jungkook gave me a mini lecture about being careful with my sore arm for a little while.

I looked at the tattoo as I felt a bundle of nerves in my chest. Was I going to regret this decision? Sure, it meant a lot to him, but we’re not even that close.

Jungkook took a deep breath as he wiped my skin lightly, “You’re good to go. I hope you like the way it turned out.”

Now don’t get me wrong, the tattoo is beautiful. The way he designed the butterflies that I had requested was breathtaking. I could hardly keep my eyes off of it. He had drawn two butterflies crossing each other with a hot air balloon behind it, much like the hot air balloon in his tatoo. I loved the tattoo, I was just having issues with the fact that I would be looking at it forever.

“Thank you.”

Jungkook’s voice broke through my thoughts as I looked up at him. My face heated up as he lifted up his shirt to wipe off a little bit of sweat. I couldn’t help but look at his chest for a second before I ripped my eyes away.

“You’re welcome,” I mumbled, but I instantly regretted my words. Jungkook looked at me and walked closer to me, moving his head so that I could see his ear.

“Aish, you really need to speak up,” he teased as I cleared my throat and got up out of the chair I had been sitting in. “You’re welcome,” I repeated in a slight yell as he just laughed and shook his head. I slightly glared at him, but he just looked at me with a smile. As I was looking at him, his humored smile turned into a sad one. I could feel the sad atmosphere coming back.

“I don’t want to leave this place,” he spoke, looking around the room, “I really thought that this was it.”

I felt a frown form on my face, but before I could say anything, his phone began to ring. He excused himself for a second as I looked around. I could tell that the station that I was in was his personal station. Despite not knowing him well, I knew him pretty well. Everything in the space looked like something he put there.

I sighed and looked back down at the tattoo on my arm. Well, there’s no going back…

“What. The. H***.”

I groaned as I turned around to look at Mina. Her mouth was wide open as she looked at my arm. She couldn’t comprehend what I had done, and if I was honest, neither could I.

“You got a tattoo?” her amusement was dying down as a smile started appearing on her face. I groaned again as I knew what was about to come out of her mouth.

“I guess that means you’ve finally admitted to liking Jungkook?” her eyes lit up, but I just sent a horrified look for way.

“No way.” I spoke in English as I couldn’t help but mentally punch myself. I had said the same thing to Jungkook about getting a tattoo, and now I have one. Have I just jinxed myself?

“Omo, I’m so excited,” she pulled out her phone, “I’m so posting about this on my blog!”

I pouted at her and tried to convince her to not post any pictures. Her blog had a decent following, and so many people that lived around here would see it. I was already embarrassed enough.

“Smile!” she pulled out her phone and I just looked away to hide my face from the camera. She snapped the picture and I rushed off to my room. “Hey! Get back here! I have more to talk to you about!”

I was just trying to mind my business and do my homework, but my phone kept going off. I tried to put it on do not disturb, but for some reason my phone wasn’t doing what I was telling it to. I started to turn my phone off, but I sighed and caved in as I saw I was getting a call from Mina.

“OMO!”

“Ow!” I cried as I pulled the phone away from my face, “Mina, don’t scream that in the phone. That hurt.”

“You need to contact Jungkook right now,” she demanded as I sighed. I hadn’t talked to him in nearly a week since he quit trying to run into me after class. I’d be lying if I said that I wasn’t missing him at least a little bit.

“That would be a little weird. I haven’t seen him since he gave me that tattoo last week.”

“Call him right now. You two should meet me up at the cafe down the street from the parlor.”

I was about to protest, but without warning, she ended the call. I frowned and looked at my phone as I rolled my eyes. I was busy studying right now. I didn’t have time for Mina’s games.

I put my phone down, but the second it left my hands, Mina called me again. I groaned out loud as I heard a few people shush me.

“I know you’re not leaving,” Mina spoke, “So either you meet me here or I go to you.”

I started to whine, but she cut me short, “If you’re not here in the next ten minutes, I’m heading over there and calling Jungkook from your phone against your will.”

“Mina-”

“You better be here in 10!”

Jungkook and I arrived at the cafe at around the same time as he waved politely. He was definitely not as happy as he had been the last time I saw him. We walked in together in pure silence, and I spotted Mina immediately. She had a huge smile on her face as she looked at Jungkook and I.

“You are not going to believe this.”

Mina had called us to talk to us, but I never imagined that this would be her news. She waited a few minutes to actually tell us what happened, and I could tell that Jungkook was skeptical.

“So I posted this photo to my blog with a mini story of the two of you,” she started as I felt a blush appear on my face, “Now the story isn’t important, but the picture is.”

The picture wasn’t even that great as we looked at it on her blog’s website. I looked over at Jungkook and he looked at me, still a little lost on why she had called us.

“Well I thought that it would be a funny story that people would enjoy, but instead, all the comments were about the tattoo.”

She stopped talking as Jungkook and I waited in silence. I could feel his eyes on me as I just continued looking at Mina.

“They all asked me who the tattoo artist was. Everyone started sending me messages in my inbox and in my email for Jungkook’s business cards or a website or something.”

My eyes slightly widened as I looked over at Jungkook. He looked even more surprised than I did as he looked over at me. A smile started forming on his face as everything started sinking in.

“I just can’t afford to keep the job. I’m not getting enough customers.”

His words played in my head over and over as I realized why Mina was so excited about all of this.

“How many people have you had ask?” Jungkook asked eagerly as Mina bit her lip to hold back her increasing smile.

“At least 50.”

“Fifty?!” Jungkook laughed out as he looked over at me. I started to look at him, but before I had turned my head all the way, he had swallowed me in a hug. My eyes widened as my heart jumped. I was not expecting him to hug me so suddenly.

He slightly pulled away from me and laughed slightly. My eyes locked onto his as his smile leaked onto my face. I felt my nerves at our close proximity go away as he continued laughing.

“This means… I can keep my job at the tattoo parlor,” he bit his lip as he looked from me to Mina, “You two, omo… How could I thank the two of you?”

Mina just smiled and sighed, “I’m sure we could think of something.”

It had been nearly a month since Jungkook got his job at the tattoo parlor back and business began picking up. He was getting booked all day for every day he was working, and he could hardly even keep up with it all.

I ended up getting a job there as well, but just as a part time hire for the front desk. They had begged for me to come work for them since I somehow got them a lot of business coming in, and they even agreed to let me study on the job.

“Hey Y/N,” Jungkook called as I finished closing everything up. He had just finished up with his last tattoo for the night and I could see how exhausted he was. I raised my eyebrows at him as he leaned against the front desk to look at me closer. “I’ll give you a ride home tonight since I finished early.”

I just nodded as he smiled and nodded, rushing back into the back. I moved from behind the desk after packing up all my text books and I followed him into the back room.

He finished putting away all the tools as I walked in the back and threw my bag on the ground. I walked over to help him move stuff and lock everything up. He was normally the only one here when we finally closed, but now it was the two of us. I thought he might appreciate a little help.

In the few weeks that I’d been working here, Jungkook and I have grown fairly close. We see each other every day at school and then at work on most days. I thought I would grow tired of him, but the longer I work here, the more I want to be around him.

“I’m thinking of quitting school.”

I looked over at Jungkook with surprise as he finished locking one of the back doors and turned around. He had a smile on his face as he looked to me and sighed, “My dad is even impressed with me now. He called me and told me that he even saw pictures of my tattoos in the paper.”

I moved over to him and sent him a warm smile, “Really? That’s nice to hear. I can’t imagine how great it must be for you to hear him say that.”

Jungkook walked up to me and tilted his head to signal that we should head back to the front. I nodded and picked up my bag, walking with him to the front lobby.

“I’m ecstatic to say the least,” he laughed as he looked over at me. He stopped walking as we arrived to the lobby and he locked the door to the back, “I really can’t say thank you enough. This is a dream come true for me.”

I felt my smile grow as I watched him finish locking the door. He looked over at me and our eyes locked. I was getting used to the feeling of our eyes connecting, and I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t enjoy it. The room was completely silent as he moved his body to face mine. I took a deep breath as my smile slowly faded away.

The mood shifted from light hearted to heavy as I felt a shiver down my spine. He moved a little closer to me as my hand tightened on my backpack strap. I tried not to focus on his movements, but when his hand touched my arm, it was all I could think about.

His eyes moved to my arm as his finger traced the tattoo that he had put there. I looked at his hand for a moment before looking back up at him. He used this as an opportunity to move a little closer to me, but his eyes stayed on the tattoo.

“Who knew that a simple spot of ink would mean so much?”

At his question, my eyes moved back to his. It took me two seconds to realize just how close we were, and my nerves shot up. He didn’t seem to be affected by the distance as a soft smile appeared on his face.

“Thank you,” his English words rang in my head as my head began spinning. I couldn’t tell if he was really moving closer to me or if I was just hallucinating.

It was at the point when I felt his breath mix with mine that I knew he was moving toward me. My heart jumped into my throat as his eyes searched mine. He seemed to be searching for any kind of uncertainty, but I didn’t feel uncertain in any way. I didn’t want to admit anything, but deep down I knew he had stolen my heart.

Not even a second later, his lips pressed against mine with caution, but once again, I didn’t have an ounce of hesitation in me. I felt his free hand move to my back as my arms rested on his chest.

I melted into his kiss as his lips moved against mine in a careful manner. I respected him being careful with me, but I was getting slightly annoyed with him.

After several seconds of contact, I took initiative and applied more pressure to our kiss. I could feel his surprise at my bold move and I couldn’t blame him. I was just as surprised with how bold I was being.

He leaned into me as I sighed and felt a smile on my face. His more assertive kiss was driving me crazy as I moved my hands up to his hair. He moved our faces into even more of an angle to deepen the kiss as his arm that was on my back pushed me completely against him. The previous innocent kiss was completely gone as Jungkook bit my lip and moved his hand from my arm to hold my neck.

He held his hand firmly on my neck and gained more control of the kiss as he did so. He pulled away for a second to breath, but it was insanely short lived as his lips were back on mine.

I pulled away from the kiss after a few more seconds, but he had become too eager. He pulled me back into the kiss and furiously kissed me again, but I pulled away once again. He restrained from pulling me back in again as our eyes met.

“I would love to stay like this for the rest of the night,” I whispered as my face heated up, “But I need to get home.”

Without a second thought, Jungkook pulled away and nodded. I was a little disappointed that he didn’t even argue over it, but I let it slide since it just made my life easier.

The drive was silent as Jungkook held my hand, caressing it with his thumb. I wanted to tell him to put both hands on the wheel since that was safer, but I found myself closing my mouth before I said anything. I was enjoying it too much to ruin it.

He shortly pulled into the parking lot of my apartment complex as I felt slight disappointment. I wasn’t ready to let go of his hand just yet.

“I’ll walk you up.”

For the first time since we became friends, Jungkook actually walked me to my apartment number. He made sure to hold my hand as he did so, I and I found myself becoming slightly addicted to his hand being in mine.

We arrived at my doorstep all too quickly as I turned to Jungkook to say goodbye. Before I could even get a word out, though, his lips were pressed to mine. They didn’t linger long as Jungkook’s hand went back to the place where my tattoo was.

Once he pulled away, our eyes locked and my face once again heated up.

“So does this make us official?”

I continued to look in his eyes after he spoke up and a small smile appeared on my face. I couldn’t help but laugh as I said my famous English phrase; the one that jinxed me in the very beginning.

“No way.”

I’m sorry if the ending is disappointing! I didn’t really read over it too hard since I was just excited to finish it. Thank you for reading!

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-Admin Jinnie

Flashdrive (Yoongi x OC)

Oh no I have another high school AU because I’m trash for high school AUs. I actually wrote this ages ago and I’m just now posting it because I was too lazy to actually post this earlier. I actually have like one or two other stories that are finished but I’m just lazy x.x

Summary: School group projects were the absolute worst, and I just had to be paired up with him.

Words: 4,700+ Genre: Fluff because I love fluff all day every day

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"What do you mean you didn't do anything on the project?!" I yelled, frowning at the guilty culprit. Who did he think he was?! The project is due tomorrow and we still have so much to do! We agreed that we would work on certain parts then fix it all so that it looked nice and presentable, but thanks to him, we only have half the project done, not including the editing.

"It's no big deal," he shrugged as I shot another glare at him, "it didn't take you long to work on your part, so if you help me it shouldn't take us-"

"Wait," I stopped him, "did you think that everything would be okay because I could just do your part for you? Min Yoongi, I cannot believe you!"

He slightly glared at me, "You gave me the harder portion of the project, and I'm not as smart as you are, Miss 'I have to get 100s on everything'."

I stomped over to the chair he was sitting in as I made sure my shout didn't echo throughout the classroom. While the school was mostly empty, I still didn't want it to travel down the halls.

"It's not my fault that I actually care… and you're just too busy sleeping all the time!" I barked back at him, "You could get better grades if you just tried."

Yoongi sighed and put his feet up in the chair that was across the row from his, right in my way. I frowned and kicked his feet down, pulling him up from the chair he was practically laying in.

"What?" He glared at me as I grabbed his arm, attempting to pull him to the computer lab.

"We have to go finish this project, Min Yoongi," I spat at him, "I knew this would happen when we got paired up."

Yoongi just glared at me, "Would you stop using my full name? Just use Suga-"

"Shut up, Min Yoongi, I'll call you whatever I want."

"Yah, I'm a year older than you, show some respect!"

I glared at him and pulled on his arm again, but he was too strong for me.

"I'll show you respect once you give me a good reason to." I snapped at him as he scoffed.

"I just did; I'm older than you." He glared at me as he threw my hand off.

"Then act like it, Min Yoongi."

We were both silently glaring at each other for a few moments before Yoongi just scoffed again and bumped my shoulder while trying to pass me.

"Yah!" I called to him, but he just ignored me and continued walking, "where are you-"

"Are you coming?" He called back at me, causing my eyebrows to slightly raise.

"Coming...?"

"To the computer lab, Pabo."

I blinked and watched him disappear around a corner, causing me to rush after him. What exactly was that just now?

I quickly caught up to him and he stuck his hands in his pockets, pulling a flash drive out of one of his pockets.

"I thought you didn't work on it?" I raised an eyebrow as he rolled his eyes, "I had your flash drive. You gave it to me, remember?"

I stayed silent and looked at the flash drive, my face turning slightly red, "R-right..."

I quickly grabbed it from his hand as I bumped his shoulder while rushing past him. Did I really just give him my flash drive? What was I thinking? I have personal documents that he could've gotten into if he wanted…

What was I thinking?

I quietly moved to the computer furthest from him as he followed behind me. I sat down in the chair and plugged the flash drive in, nervously turning the computer on.

“You got quiet all the sudden,” Yoongi said from behind me as I ignored him, “It’s kinda weirding me out.”

I attempted to brush off my nerves as I looked to him and raise an eyebrow, “And you’re standing five meters away from me when you should be sitting at this computer working on your portion of the project.”

He made a stupid face at me and then sat down in the seat next to me, “Why do you always seem to be pissed off?”

I narrowed my eyes at him, “I’m only this way when I’m around lazy people like you.”

He scoffed and let out a little laugh as I turned back to look at the computer. We were silent again as I clicked on the powerpoint that my lazy partner didn’t bother to…

“...What?” I looked at the powerpoint and blinked several times, “You told me you didn’t do it…”

“I said I didn’t do anything to your flashdrive, Pabo. I did my portion of the project.”

I looked over to Yoongi who was slouched in his chair, putting his feet up on the computer desk. We were both silent as I sat there, processing what exactly just happened.

“Y-yah!” I cried as I shoved his chair, making it roll so that his feet dropped. He just smirked and laughed at me as I crossed my arms across my chest, “Why didn’t you say anything?!”

Yoongi just sighed and rolled back next to me placing his hands in the pocket of his hoodie and propping his feet back up on the computer desk, “Your reaction was priceless, so I just went along with it.”

I glared at him for the 20th time today as he just smirked, making me want to slap it off. “That was cruel, Min Yoongi. This is why no one likes you.”

He looked to me and raised his eyebrows, moving his feet back down to the floor. He rolled the chair closer to mine as I tried to back away. My chair quickly hit the wall as he continued moving closer.

“Some people do like me,” he said, leaning closer to me.

“Y-yah, you’re getting too close,” I tried to push him away, but the wheels on our chairs got hooked together, so neither of our chairs moved.

My nerves started to grow as his intense eyes burned into mine, causing my eyes to stay on his. I continuously cursed myself as my heartbeat even started to increase. My mind started to flash back to last year when I started to develop a huge crush on him, only for him to be extremely rude to me when I tried to talk to him.

I tried to get closer to him, but my friends eventually got me to see how much of a jerk he was. Ever since then, I’ve looked down on him as the lazy jerk that he is.

...So why is his closeness making my heart race?

“You’re being quiet again,” he spoke as I snapped out of my thoughts.

“And you’re getting too close,” I barked back at him, but he just raised his eyebrows again in a way that made my blood boil. He’s confusing me way too much right now.

“Does it bother you?” he asked as he started lean in even closer and I placed a hand on his chest to push him back.

“Y-Yes, it does,” I silently cursed myself for stuttering, but he didn’t seem to notice.

“It wouldn’t be bothering you if it had been last year, would it?”

I blinked at his words, but on the inside I was screaming. He probably went through my documents, he probably saw one with his name on it, and he probably clicked on it.

I felt my nerves shoot up as he smirked. He could tell that I realized what he was talking about.

“So, what was it that it said again?” he asked me as I glared at him, “it said that you… liked me… right?”

I knew where he was trying to go with this, and I was not gonna let him sit here and make fun of me. No matter what, I was gonna walk away the winner.

“It doesn’t matter what it said,” I shrugged off my previous nerves with those words. I’m determined to win this.

“Why not?” he asked as we both intensely stared at each other.

“Because I came to my senses. I was wasting my time liking a jerk like you, Min Yoongi.” I spat back at him, but his expression didn’t waver.

“Came to your senses?” he asked, “if that’s true, then why were you getting nervous a minute ago when I moved closer to you?”

“Because anyone would?” I replied, crossing my arms across my chest. I was gonna win this. He doesn’t have anything over me that could make me break, especially since I don’t like him anymore.

Yoongi copied my moves as I smirked. He didn’t have anything but to copy me? This will be so easy.

“You called me handsome,” he stated as I shrugged.

“Just as any girl would say about a crush she has on a guy.” I responded as he didn’t move.

“You said you missed when I had an obvious lisp. You called it adorable.”

“Of course I would say that, I had a crush on you. What was I supposed to say?”

“You said you wanted to kiss me,” he started to lean toward me as my eyes widened.

“I did not!” I defended, “I never once said that to anyone!”

“But you thought it, right?”

I glared at him and leaned closer to him, “I didn’t think that even once.”

He stayed where he was as I smirked, “I could go like this all day, you know.”

He stayed quiet and I raised an eyebrow, gesturing for him to say something. His expression was blank and he stayed quiet for a few more seconds.

“Not once, hm?”

I blinked and nodded once, “Yep. Not every girl thinks about that you know. I didn’t say I was in love with you, it was just a crush-”

I was cut off by his lips crashing onto mine, and my eyes widened as I pushed him away.

“Wh-what the-?”

“You’ve thought about it now, right?”

"Well of course I have! You kissed me!"

It was silent between us as I glared at him, and he slightly smirked at me which made my blood boil.

"Well you can't say that you haven't thought about it now, can you?"

My glare intensified as he just continued to smirk, "Of course not. Do you think that’ll make you win?”

His smirk was still as strong as ever as I felt my hands curl into fists. “No.”

“Then why would you-”

I was cut off again as his nose brushed against mine. My breathing stopped short, my eyes widened, and my heart was beating a million miles a minute. I looked into his eyes and they were looking back at me with humor.

I swallowed nervously as my fist unclenched and laid limp in my lap. Why was I so nervous…?

“You’re enjoying this,” he whispered, his breath coming in contact with my chin and lips.

After his words processed, I looked at him with a look of horror and shoved him off, “I am no-”

“It took you a while to shove me off.” he shrugged, moving close to me again. Aish, when will he stop?!

“I was caught off guard!” I defended, but his look of amusement and joy from my pain didn’t falter.

“But you weren’t caught off guard when I kissed you? You reacted fast to that.”

I blinked a few times and frowned while thinking about it. I couldn’t think of anything to say…

“You enjoyed it, didn’t you?”

My eyes widened and I shook my head furiously, “I did not!”

“So you wouldn’t want me to do it again?”

I swallowed and then looked away, shocking myself with my hesitance in answering his question. Surely I didn’t want him to… I couldn’t have enjoyed…

Before I could gather all my thoughts, his lips were on mine again, and I could feel his smirk against my mouth.

I found my heart thumping even harder as his lips stayed on mine, and I found myself become slightly addicted to the taste of his lips.

In those few minutes I had lost all of my thoughts and reasonings; all I could think about was how Yoongi’s lips felt really good against mine. Dare I even say, I started to kiss him back.

I think I took him by surprise when my lips moved against his, but he didn’t fail to pull me into another kiss after we broke for air.

My hands actually started moving up his chest, slowly grabbing his shirt to pull him a little closer.

After a few more seconds, we broke for air again. Instead of kissing again, we both looked at each other as we tried to catch our breath.

It wasn’t till he spoke that my mind came back to me, “You don’t like me anymore, huh?”

My eyes slowly became wider as his smirk played on his face again. My hand let go of his shirt and I cleared my throat, trying to find another way to explain what just happened.

But my heart was yelling at me something I’d rather not hear.

“So if you’re actually in love with me, can you stop playing hard to get?” he sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, looking extremely attractive as he did so. He did that to me on purpose…

“I am not-!” I paused as his words processed, “...Wait, stop playing hard to get?” I asked, looking away from him, “Stop playing hard to get how?”

Yoongi slightly groaned as he leaned back in his chair, looking away from me. Is he... Blushing?

"I'm just saying go out with me already. You know, cause you like me and everything."

My eyebrows raised as a smirk was finding its way on my face. Was Min Yoongi confessing to me?

"Yah... Are you confessing to me?" I asked, not bothering to hide my smirk. He shot up and glared at me rolling his chair away slightly.

"What the- why would I be confessing to you??" He continued glaring as I just rolled closer in my chair and put a hand on his cheek.

"Yoongi, are you really going to lie to me again?" I asked, gaining back my cocky attitude. He thought he could throw me under the bus without me bringing him with me?

"Y-yah-" his glare wavered for a second before looking away, moving my hand from his face.

“Come on, Yoongi~,” I sang in his direction, and he turned away from me. His face was so red and I was loving teasing him. I’ve never seen him like this, so I felt very powerful. I, of all people, can make the one and only Min Yoongi blush and feel embarrassed. I decided to throw my pride to the wind just to tease him.

“Oppa~,” I smiled, and his eyes widened. He looked to me and then to the floor with a more embarrassed look on his face. Omo this was so fun.

“What the h***, Jun Minyoung…” Yoongi said my name for the first time today as I just continued acting all cute to make him uncomfortable. I would die if anyone else saw me right now, but I was having too much fun having this power over Yoongi. This was so evil, but I loved it.

“What~?” I pouted, but Yoongi didn’t dare look at me, “Oppa… I thought you liked me, yet you won’t even look at-”

Yoongi grabbed me by the tops of my arms as his red face looked up to face mine. His eyes were slit open in a glare as I snapped out of my teasing state. He looked so pissed and embarrassed at the same time, and despite feeling slightly intimidated, I loved seeing him like that.

“You’ve got some nerve…” he mumbled, moving his face closer to mine. I tried to swallow my nerves as he stopped inches away from my face. I could feel his breath on my lips, and I tried to not focus on the fact that he was so close. I found the courage in myself to glare back at him as he seemed slightly surprised that I did so. Did he not think I had the nerve to stand up for myself?

“I do,” I ended up replying as his grip on my arms loosened. He leaned back in his chair a little as his hands left my arms and his eyes shifted to the ground. His attitude is all over the place today…

It was painfully silent in the room for a while until he changed positions again. He seemed to regain his confidence, which I felt myself smiling at. As I said, he is all over the place today.

He glared at me as I laughed, and it caused me to laugh a little harder. “God, what are you laughing at?” He said in annoyance. I covered my mouth and cleared my throat to try and stop the giggles, but it was failing.

He took a deep breath and his face turned red. For once in my life, I witnessed Min Yoongi at a loss for words. This was a great show that I was getting to witness.

Without saying anything else, he turned to the computer and started to go through the project as if nothing had happened. I had almost forgotten that we were in here for our project.

“Min Yoongi,” I shook my head, “you can't just avoid this subject now. You've dug your hole too deep to get out of.”

He turned to look at me with a glare on his face, but it was weak compared to the previous ones.

“There’s nothing else to talk about. Just forget everything that was said.” He tried to shrug it off, but I was not about to let him get away with it.

“If you like me, Yoongi, just tell me. I'm not going to tease you like I did a minute ago.” I cleared my throat, watching his face turn a deeper shade of red. He glared at me once more, and this glare was a little stronger than the first one.

“I don't like you,” he snapped, but he didn't sound confident at all. “Who would like someone like you?”

“If you don't like me, why did you ask me out?” I didn't let his comments get to me. If a lie like that got to me, I wouldn't stand a chance getting him to admit it.

Though part of me was wondering why I cared so much about making him admit it.

And the other part of me knew the answer, but wasn't going to admit it.

“I didn't…” he lied through his teeth, and I just sighed. Was I going to have to?

I took a deep breath and rolled my chair closer to him as I grabbed his hand. His eyes widened at the contact as he tried to pull away from me, but I held onto his hand as tight as I could.

“Let go,” he mumbled, but I didn't even respond. Instead, I pulled his hand closer to me where it rested in my lap. He glanced at me for a few seconds before he looked back at the computer screen in front of him.

“Min Yoongi, do you realize how pathetic you’re being right now?” I asked, hoping to get a reaction out of him. As I expected, he turned to look at me with a glare.

“I am not being pathetic!” He yelled in defense, but I took another deep breath and pulled him towards me. Our faces were quickly only inches apart as I raised my eyebrows.

“Tell me, Yoongi,” I started to speak before his brain could register what just happened, “how uncomfortable is this making you right now?”

He didn't say anything and he just looked at me with panicked eyes. I've never seen him so helpless before, and I couldn't deny that I loved it. Who knew that someone like me could break him so easily?

My mouth was only inches from his as his breath quickened against my skin. He swallowed and his eyes tried to find anywhere to look at other than me. He was holding himself together by thin threads up until I finally broke them all with one sentence.

“It's not a sin to like someone, Yoongi… especially if they like you back.”

It took him less than a second to press his lips against mine as I sighed against his skin. This kiss felt a lot more genuine than the others as his lips moved against mine slowly. He pulled my chair to hit his as I put my arms on his shoulders. He pulled away for a few seconds before putting one hand on the back of my neck and pulling me in for another kiss. I kept my eyes closed as Yoongi caressed my face with one hand and ran his fingers through my hair with the other.

“Whoa.”

I was quick to react to the voice as I shoved Yoongi off of me. The face that I turned to look at nervously was thankfully not a teacher, but it was not much better. It was one of Min Yoongi’s friends… I think his name is Hoseok, but I'm not too familiar with him so I'm not sure.

“Hyung-”

“What are you doing here?” Yoongi suddenly asked and Hoseok smiled. His smile made me smile even though I knew Yoongi was unhappy with him being in here.

“I was looking for you because Namjoon was supposed to give Jungkook a ride home, but he left without him. Jin Hyung is really upset because he has singing lessons and can't take him home and I don't drive to school so…”

I tried to hold back a few giggles and Yoongi sighed and put his head in his hands. It was interesting seeing this side of his life, even if I was only getting little bits of detail.

“What about Jimin?” He asked in a whiny tone that was muffled by his hands. That made it harder for me to not laugh as I looked at Hoseok who was smiling at me.

“He’s with Taehyung somewhere, but I haven't been able to find them.”  He smiled sheepishly as I sighed, looking from Yoongi back to Hoseok. I never realized how adorable he was until now, and I was having issues not gushing over it.

Yoongi looked up at Hoseok and nodded before waving him off, “Fine, I'll take him home, but leave me alone, tell him to just wait by my locker or something.”

Hoseok nodded and then looked at me with his adorable smile. “I'm sorry I ignored you Minyoung, I know Hyung’s mad so I better go.”

“Wait-” I said before he started to head out and Yoongi looked at me with a weird look. “How did you know my name? We’ve never been in the same class, and I'm not someone people talk about.”

Hoseok nodded and looked at Yoongi with his smile that seemed to hardly leave his face, “Hyung may have said a thing or two.”

I raised my eyebrows and was about to turn to look at Yoongi when he got up and started to make his way to the door way.

“I've gotta take Jungkook home so I'll-”

I was quick to get up and catch his arm, only to pull him closer and rest my cheek on his arm, “you talked about me to your friends?” I felt my heart flutter at the thought as Yoongi refused to look at me and tried to shoo Hoseok away.

“He definitely has brought you up a few times…” Hoseok said as he started to flee the room before Yoongi could kill him, “have a nice day love-birds!”

“Why you-” Yoongi grumbled in this throat with clinched teeth, but I stopped him from going anywhere.

“Hey, you can’t just walk away on that note,” I scolded him, but he avoided my gaze. “Do you really like me that much?” I felt a smile cross my face as he continued looking anywhere but at me.

“Don’t rub it in,” he grumbled, pulling me with him out of the room. I continued to hold onto his arm and taunted him a little more.

“So you’re actually a fluff ball, but you pretend not to be?” I poked his arm, but he ignored me. I couldn’t stop smiling as I saw his cheeks turn light red.

“Fluff ball?” he scoffed, “Who do you think I am?” His eyes were slit like he was glaring, but he didn’t look my way. Judging from what happened earlier, I knew he would break easily if he tried to act tough in front of me.

“I think that you’re a lot more complicated than you let on,” I seriously answered, switching gears. “You put on a tough exterior, but you’re actually really sweet…”

He didn’t say anything as I looked at his sleeve. I picked off a stray blonde hair that was probably his as I continued talking, “I like that sweet Yoongi better than the tough Yoongi.”

His eyes glanced at me for a second before sighing and halting his steps. I stopped along with him as I continued watching him. I was about to open my mouth and say something to him, but before I could, he turned and placed a kiss on my forehead.

I felt a blush creep on my face as he pulled away from the kiss, looking me in the eyes. His face was turning an even deeper shade of red the longer he looked at me, and I smiled.

He didn’t waste any time before leaning in for a soft kiss on the lips. It was the softest kiss he had given me today as I smiled and kissed him back. He was being so gentle with me that I couldn’t believe that it was actually Min Yoongi that I was kissing.

We didn’t kiss for too long in fear of being seen, but once we pulled away, we stayed close. He looked at me and gave me a real, genuine smile for the first time today. I sighed and smiled back at him, giving a small peck on the lips.

Sweet Yoongi was going to be the death of me.

“Hyuuuuung!” I heard someone call down the hall. The two of us stepped apart slightly as a boy who I assumed was Jungkook ran around the corner behind us. “There you are! Oh…”

He looked at me for a second, not knowing what to say or who I was. Once he looked to Yoongi, a smile appeared on his face that reminded me of a bunny. Why do he and all of his friends have cute smiles?

“You must be Minyoung Noona,” he slightly bowed towards me as I bowed slightly in reply, “I’m Hyung’s friend Jungkook.”

“I know,” I smiled, “I heard he has to take you home.”

Jungkook nodded as he looked back at Yoongi, “Yeah, Hyung, I need to be home soon! Whatever is going on here, please hurry.” He smiled apologetically in my direction, “I don’t want to rush you two, but I really don't want to get in trouble.”

“It's alright,” I replied while looking back at Yoongi. He was looking at me with a look I didn't understand before he turned to Jungkook.

“Are you ready to go?” He asked, pulling his car keys out of his pocket. Jungkook nodded and messed with the straps on his backpack.

I looked at Jungkook and then at his backpack when I suddenly realized something.

“Omo…” I whispered, catching Yoongi’s attention. He raised an eyebrow at me as I turned around and started to run in the direction we came from. I was about to run past him and just yell goodbye back at him, but I found myself thinking of another idea.

I quickly placed a kiss on his cheek before continuing to run off. It looked like he hadn't even registered what happened until I yelled back at him.

“I left my stuff in the lab! I'll see you two tomorrow!” I called, waving at them. Jungkook waved back at me before I disappeared from their sight.

“Nice one, Hyung~.”

“Don't. Just go to the car.”

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Home? [Jhope!!hybrid au!]

Oki doki this is my first ever bts fanfic lately I’ve been so into hybrid AUs, I always wanted to read a bts fanfic where the hybrid can shift forms so i thought about writing one myself so here it is, I’m really sorry that it’s short, i will try to write longer ones and please i would appreciate it if you gave me feedback and advice now to the fic ENJOY!!!! 

[Chapter 2] [Chapter 3]

Crawling from the dirty dumpster, looking around at her misfortune. No food no shelter great guess i will spend just another day starving she thought sarcastically she marched her tiny paws down the alley to the opening when she stepped on something sharp.she yelped in pain yanking her tiny paw back. There was a thumbtack. -Stupid Humans i always get hurt on your stupid inventions- luckily she didn’t step too hard on it, for it to stick into her paw but just enough to draw blood, oh great this day can’t get any better. limping on her paw back to the dumpster and crawl underneath it. the small kitten licked her paw hesitantly, hissing at the taste of blood.

“who’s there?“ a deep calm voice called down the alleyway. upon hearing the voice the tiny fellen curled up on herself in fear of getting hurt from that big human please don’t see me please don’t see me please don’… “I heard you- Blood?” The voice mumbled again. the tiny createre  glanced at her paw, silently cursing herself for leaving the trail.

 “Jungkook, stepping in an alley cause you heard something isn’t…” “Hyung look there’s a trail of blood” the first voice cut the other one of. “Jungkook we are leaving now!” she could hear the second voice worried tone but it was also firm “But hyung look it leads under the dumpster it could be a hurt small harmless animal”. pfft harmless i have claws and sharp teeth i could tear you apart you big stupid furless piece of…. OMG NOOO i could hear Large, pounding footsteps making their way towards me. Next thing she saw was knees and some hands. I should’ve bit it’s hand, darn it! Then I saw a face it was a young guy he was searching trying to spot me luckily humans aren’t that good in the dark. If i was really lucky he would get bored and leave.

But he pulled something from his pocket and i immediately backed away fearing the worst but then that weird thing he pulled made light and i mewed in fear when it hit my eyes what kind of torturer device is this thing.

“Hyung look!!! it’s a small kitten” the first voice which i think was named Jungkook called “A kitten” the second voice mumbled i guess it’s name was hyung that’s at least what the other called him he keeled too and looked at me then he smiled i saw a hand reaching for me which i immediately clawed at unfortunately it didn’t scratch him but it did scare him, good be scared human

“Hyung it tried to scratch me!!” i mewed his voice was so loud it hurts my ears. “of course you scared it” pfft me scared no way “that’s why i like dogs more” dogs dogs DOGS!!!! is this guy serious dogs are so mean they keep chasing you and hurting you and THEY SMELL EACH OTHERS BUTT what is so special about them i bet this guy likes smelling butts hmmfff.

“hey little kitty come here we aren’t going to hurt you i promise” yeah right that’s what they all say “we will get you food and a warm place” well that sounds tempting you sir know how to spark my interest.

“hey, Kitten. C'mere.“ He said softly, holding out his hand. he didn’t try to grab me like the other did. I stared at it for a second, then him. Should I trust him? I’ve been beaten so many times, one more won’t matter. Plus, I’m so scrawny that I’ll be dead in a few days if I don’t get any food. I limped forward and rubbed my head against his hand. He gently pulled me out from under the dumpster and cradled me in his arms. No ones ever held me like this before.

 He had delightful pale skin and orang hair. But his eyes struck me somewhere deep. He had dark colored eyes that looked down at me gently. I tilted my head at him.

“oh, your paw, Kitten. I’m so sorry. Let’s get you home and bandage it.” He murmurs, stroking my back. I gazed up at him. You’d really take me home? i looked the other way to see the other guy looking at me “Your eyes are lovely!” He cooed. “hey my name is Hoseok. And this is Jungkook” wait what isn’t your name hyung? “ I think I’ll call you… Joy. Yeah. That suits you.”

i mew softly. I’ve never had a name before! It’s exciting. I nuzzle deeper into his arm maybe he’s not such a bad human after all maybe he will really take good care of me. before i knew it i drifted off to sleep, feeling safer than I have since… Well… Ever.

that is it i really hope you guys enjoyed it I’m a little proud of this to be honest anyway feel free to tell me what you think

[Chapter 2] [Chapter 3]

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Home? (Jhope hybrid au)

This is my first fan fic hope you guys support it :D

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Home? [Jhope!!hybrid au!]

Here it is guys chapter 2 :D i hope you like it now LEGGO

[Chapter 1] [Chapter 3]

I woke up on something really soft and fluffy i was smothered in it. and with my tiny paw wrapped carefully in white gauze. huh where am i, i don’t remember anything. But I was clean! My fur wasn’t matted! I meowed happily and stood up. There were large pieces of paper on the walls with dark pictures and some how, they felt comforting. oh now i remember a human brought me here. But why would he help me i have nothing to offer? just then i realized that. I was in the middle of the floor in some kind of bed. I’ve only dreamed about things like this! I scratched behind my ear lightly with my injured paw so I wouldn’t hurt it.

I heard a coo and a couple of chuckles before looking to see a room full of tall humans. I blinked surprise and cowered under the mound of soft fabric.

“awwe, Boys, we’ve scared her.“ The shortest boy with gray hair shushed. I looked around and my eyes landed on Hoseok. I pulled myself out. The other boys watched as I ran (Or more like limped) to Hoseok Who carefully picked me up and cowered in his arms

“poor little thing! She’s so skinny and frightened. And I WANNA HELP FEED HER!” The one with blond hair shouted, smiling. I pinned my ears back. He was really loud. Hoseok seemed to get this and shushed him. I burrowed my face in his elbow. “Joy, this is Taehyung.” He pointed to the blonde one with an adorable smile. I meowed my hello. 

“and this is Jimin.“ He chuckled. I felt the vibrations from his throat as I cuddled against his chest. I looked up at the smiling boy. I meowed my hello again.  "And you already know Jungkook. Don’t you want to say hi to the new kitten?” My human asked the guy who likes dogs hmff i turned my head and nuzzled deeper into my Hoseok’s arms, I don’t like him.

“hey Kitten.“ Jungkook smiled. I looked at him to see Oh no! He had metal in his ears! He must be hurt! I crawled out of Hoseok’s arms and into Jungkooks’s. I crawled up his chest and hooked a claw in the circular metal, tugging lightly. Hoseok pulled me off.

“No. Bad kitten.” He scolded. I whimpered and cowered out of his grasp to my bed. burring myself into the soft fabric, I mentally scolded myself for screwing up. In just a minute, he’s gonna throw me back outside into the alley. He’ll think I’m not a nice kitty he wont like me anymore i can’t believe that i messed it up already. and when i just started to like him.

but what did I do? I was just trying to keep Jungkook from getting hurt! I really like Hoseok. I don’t want Hoseok to hate me. I peek out to see the tall humans had left. I crawled from my bed and hid under the chair in the corner. “Kitten, come eat!” Hoseok calls and I curl my long tail around my tiny thin stomach. I want food! No! It’s just a trick so Hoseok can catch me and throw me out. are all humans so bad i thought he might be different.

“kitten?“ Hoseok calls worriedly. I see him enter the room and check the bed. He panics then. "Jimin! Jungkook! Taehyung! Help me find Joy! She’s gone!” A few minutes later,*Spongebob’s voice* they’ve got a full search squad looking for me. I’m just watching them, slightly amused. But I’m so hungry. I made the mistake of muttering a soft Mew. All their heads turn to the chair. I used my paws to cover my eyes as the their loud, pounding footsteps move closer. I move one paw off.

“awe. Kitten, C'mere.“ Hoseok held his hand to me.like he did the first time we meet, I stared at it for a long time, before padding forward and rubbing my head against his hand. He picks me up and rubs me between the ears. I purr loudly at the gentleness of the gesture. It feels so nice. I NEVER GOT PETTED BEFORE, except that one time where a little human girl saw me and started petting me and it felt nice but then her big human mother came and told me get away shoo hmpff  "Guys, guys! Listen!” Hoseok chuckles as silence takes the room. huh what is it what’s going on? I shamelessly continue purring as Hoseok scratches me behind the ear. “she’s purring”

“such a cute kitten.” He sets me down in front of a large bowl of food. I look at it in amazement, then up at my Hoseokin gratefully. “Go on Joy . It’s yours.” I eagerly dig in. I ate it so fast, I don’t think I even remember the taste. Thank you, My Hoseok.

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Home? [Jhope!! hybrid au!]

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5 Months Later~

I cuddled into my Hoseok’s side, whimpering softly at the scary crashing sound in the sky. Why did it have to be so loud?

“It’s okay, Joy.“ He petted me behind the ears, making me purr, which I rarely do. Only my Hoseok could make me purr. then Jin came in “hey Jhope-ah could you help me with the dishes” “sure huyng” i mewed as soon as he left my side . Nooo don’t go I’m scared. “oh Joy you don’t have to be scared come on, come with me” oh did he understand what i said? I immediately jumped of the couch into the kitchen with Hoseok and Jin.

I learned about all of Hoseok’s friends they are all nice even Jungkook who was a dog person. he would always pet me and call me cute and little. Taehyung who i think loved me the most he would always pick me up and kiss me all over my face, he always played with me when all the members were out i loved him so much but not as much as i love my Hoseok. Jimin was the same like Tae but more careful he would lay down and let me sleep on his chest!! Namjoon when i first met him scared me the most he was sooooooo tall and when he looked at me he sighed and kept telling my Hoseok that he can’t keep me cause it’s a huge responsibility and all of them don’t have time for it. i was so scared they would kick me out but Hoseok and Taehyung said they will take care of me since then Namjoon would always play with me and pet me he wasn’t scary at all!! Jin was so good to me he always feeds me and talks to me. and there’s Yoongi he was the weirdest when we were all in the same room he wouldn’t even look at me even if Tae told him to pet me he would tell him to get me off his face i was sad at first i didn’t do anything and he already hates me. but one day when i was alone Yoongi came and sat on the couch beside me and he looked at me and smiled and started petting me and said how cute i look but whenever someone is around he would act like i wasn’t there.

I suddenly really needed to use the bathroom, so i padded off toward my litter box. Once I used the bathroom, I saw the back door was open and Namjoon was outside with groceries. I mewed eagerly and ran outside.

I wanted to help Namjoon, but I got lost. I stumble around in the tall grass before slipping and hit my head, falling unconscious.

I know this Chapter is really short but my finales are next week so I’m not going to be uploading a lot. you can still send me request of reaction imagine and scenarios and i will do them as soon as i can. :D

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MY HUSBAND?! IN A MOVIE?! YEEES ASLICBAEPDIFVBPIAEDFBVIPDBFVIPBFVIHB

240507 - RM 'Come back to me' Poster Pre-release Track #Comebacktome May 10, 1PM (KST) | 0AM (ET)

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excited taejin (ft. jealous namjoon looking like mafia boss at the back)

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RM’s Hello 2017!: says hi for two whole minutes

170110 Rap Monster’s Tweet

저 갈아탔습니다 (feat. 브라운) pic.twitter.com/S9s3eY91Rk

I have moved on (feat. Brown)

(T/N: Rap Monster is referring to the fact that he is using a product related to the character Brown (from LINE), after showing strong affection to the character Ryan (a Kakao character).)

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170110 Rap Monster’s Tweet

취향 대혼란의 현장 (Feat. RooM) pic.twitter.com/kOyp5fPfUS

The live scene (showing) my big confusion in tastes (Feat. RooM)

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