〈soft Mornings; Knj〉

〈soft mornings; knj〉

pairing: namjoon x reader

genre: pure fluff, established relationship

word count: 1.2K

summary: namjoon was going to work at his studio all day, but knowing you had a free day made him change his mind.

‘Joon, wanna have lunch together around 1? I can go by your studio’

The simple message brought a huge smile to his face. It was only 10 am and he guessed you were had just woken up as he left the house around 9 and you were still sound asleep, so the thought of you thinking of making plans to see him so soon after you woke up had him feeling all giddy inside.

It’s been well over a year since you started dating but he still felt excited and tingly inside when you messaged him first, that only goes to show how incredibly whipped he is for you. Recently you had started to spend more time in his apartment, spending more nights with there than you did in your own, so much so that most of your friends thought you had moved in together- not that Namjoon minded the idea, he’d love for you to live with him, you practically already did.

He looked from your text to the computer screen in front of him where a new track he had been working on that week was waiting for him to continue it, but instead he saved the project and turned the computer off, right then and there deciding that today was going to be spent with you. Quickly he locked the door to his studio and walked to the parking lot to get into his car.

“You spent the night here?” Yoongi’s voice startled Namjoon as he opened the door to his car.

Namjoon turned to look at his hyung and shook his head with a smile. “I got here a while ago, but I decided to spend the day with y/n.”

Yoongi chuckled and shook his head, “Whipped.” He said teasingly before walking away.

Namjoon waved back before getting into his car and driving out of the building’s parking lot. Thankfully his house was only a twenty minute drive away from bighit because he just couldn’t wait to see you, he patted his back for getting a place so close to his work.

When he entered his house he did it silently, not wanting to make any noise in case you had fallen back asleep after sending him the message. He took off his shoes and walked towards his bedroom, where he supposed you would be fast asleep but a frown appeared on his face when he didn’t find you lying between the thick blankets on his bed.

He checked the bathroom, the living room, the guest room and even his home studio for any signals of you but to no avail; you were nowhere to be found. Maybe you had gone to your own apartment after he left that morning, not wanting to be at his place if he wasn’t there.

With a loud sigh and a small pout on his lips, he walked towards the kitchen. Now that he was home he might as well eat some breakfast before he went back to the studio. He grabbed a bowl and poured cereal in it, and as he went to open the fridge to get the milk he caught a glimpse of freshly dyed blonde hair coming from his patio.

“There you are.” He said to himself, walking towards the glass door, his bowl of cereal long forgotten on the counter.

He slid the door open and leaned against its frame, a fond smile appearing on his lips as he took in your state. You were sat down on a couch, your back facing him, a book in your hand and music playing through your headphones. You were only wearing one of his shirts from tour that he thought looked so cute on you and some hideous socks with monkeys and bananas he had laughed at the night before.

He couldn’t help the warm feeling that engulfed him as he watched you do something as simple as read. He was so in love that you could be doing anything and he still would find it the cutest thing in the entire world.

He walked towards you and tapped your shoulder a few times, making you jump and look up at him with wide eyes that softened once you saw it was just him.

“You scared the crap out of me.” You whine, closing your eyes tight and clutching your chest as you tried to slow your heart down.

“I’m sorry, baby.” He chuckled as he sat on the table in front of you, being careful not to bump into your cup of coffee.

Once your shock wore off, you tilted your head and looked at him with a frown, “I thought you’d be at the studio all day.”

He smiled and reached out to put a loose strand of hair that had fallen out of your ponytail behind your ear. “I was, but I missed you.” He shrugged.

You laughed. “What do you mean you missed me? You left less than three hours ago.”

He shrugged again and smiled, the sound of your laugh alone making him feel happy. He stood up and in a swift motion he picked you up and put you on his lap, him now sitting where you had been reading all morning.

“I thought you’d still be sleeping.” He mentioned as you put your book to the side so you could wrap your arms around his neck.

“I woke up when you closed the door to your room and then I couldn’t fall back asleep so I made myself some breakfast and came out here to read the book you got me last week.” You explained, nodding towards the empty plate on the table and then towards the book he had gifted you.

He looked at the book and then back at you, “What do you think of it so far?”

“I just started it this morning but I’m enjoying it a lot,” You smiled and added “but I’ll give you my full review when I finish it.” You tease, making him chuckle. “You always give me books that I end up liking, it’s like you have some hidden power to know what I enjoy reading.” You said, squinting at him and laughing.

“Nah,” he shook his head, “I just know you very well, baby.”

You didn’t respond, instead you just looked up at him with a soft smile on your face. You were so in love with that man sometimes it was hard for you to believe that such an amazing human being was your and loved you just as much as you loved him.

Tightening your arms around his neck you pulled him towards you so your lips could meet his plump ones in a sweet kiss. He hummed happily into the kiss and placed his hands on the small of your back, bringing your body closer to his.

“I love you, Joon.” You said once you had pulled away from the kiss, a bit breathless and mind hazy.

“I love you, too, baby.” He answered and pecked your lips. “Now, let’s go eat something because I haven’t had breakfast yet and I’m starving.”

“Namjoon, what did I tell you about leaving without having breakfast?!” You say in a scolding tone, making him pout. “I swear I’m dating a child,” you rolled your eyes in annoyance, but the smile on your face told another story. “Let’s make you something, let’s go.” You stood up from his lap and laced your fingers with his as you started walking towards the kitchen.

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〈be happy; jjk〉

pairing: jeongguk x reader

genre: angst

warnings: mentions of cheating (i mean,, depends on what you consider cheating), a very sad jungkook

word count: 1.4K

summary: jungkook knew you fell in love with one of his best friends, and even though it hurt him, he had to let you go.

He was happy.

He had everything he had ever wanted: the perfect career that came with enormous amounts of love from people all around the world, best friends that cared about him and a girl who loved him as much as he loved her.

Well, that was before everything happened at least.

At first he hadn’t noticed all the subtle glances and longer-than-appropiate hugs she shared with him, or the way they always seemed to know what the other was talking about as if they had talked about it already. He didn’t notice he wasn’t the only one that looked at her as if she had put the stars in the sky anymore.

Until one day he started picking up on things. He shrugged them off at first, because he just thought his mind was playing tricks on him because there was no possibility that his girlfriends, the girl he adored, was hiding something from him, but still there was something that didn’t let him forget the thought that maybe, just maybe something was happening.

But then it became more obvious.

The way you had drifted apart from him and become closer with his best friend had given you away. Your secret looks and giggles during movie night were no longer shared with him, but with someone else in the room. Even when he talked to you, your attention always flickered back to him.

“I don’t know what to do.” He had sighed, plopping back on the couch in Yoongi’s studio.

“You should talk to her,” Yoongi said, turning around in his chair to look at the younger. “And him. You should talk to both of them.”

“I’m not ready to hear her say she doesn’t love me anymore.” Jungkook said, voice cracked and fighting back the tears.

“I think that might be inevitable.” He said, rolling his chair closer to him so he could squeeze his knee. “I’m sorry this is happening.”

That week, very time he saw your little interactions you shared- a soft brush of your hands, a secret smile- with him made Yoongi’s voice come to his mind saying that he should talk to you, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it, not even when his heart was breaking to see you be in love with someone else.

He knew you weren’t being fair, being with him but loving someone else, but he couldn't bring himself to confront you. He wasn't able to sit down and listen to you list all the reasons you fell out of love with him and in love with his best friend. Moreover, he didn't want to think about what would happen next- would you be with him officially or would you break things off? It's not like he could forbid you two to be together. So he just pretended he didn't notice the way you didn't kiss him anymore or the way you went to bed later and later each day.

But now, on this day that was so incredibly tiring and stressful he had had enough.

When he got to your apartment that night, he stood in front of your door for a few minutes, fiddling with the set of keys you had given him two years ago.

“I got them done for you, so you can come whenever you want.” You smiled as you handed him the two keys as he ate breakfast. “I got you two just in case you lose one.”

He swallowed the cereal and turned around in the stool to fit your body between his legs as a smile spread across his face. “You trust me enough to give me the keys to your apartment?”

You nodded and pecked his lips. “Of course I do.” You said, wrapping your arms around his neck. “I love you, Guk.”

With a deep sigh he took off his shoes and took heavy footsteps towards the kitchen, where he knew you would be. You were turned with your back facing him, and you hadn't noticed him come into the apartment– or you didn't care, he didn't want to know which one it was.

“I want another serving.” Jungkook states extending the empty plate to you, making you giggle and look at him.

“Another one? You already had two.” You said with a smile, reaching to grab the plate nonetheless.

“Your cooking is just too good, baby.” He said, walking up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist. “You should be a professional chef.”

“You're an idiot.” You laughed and turned your head to kiss him.

Instead of making his presence known to you he walked towards the couch where he plopped down and stared at the ceiling, waiting for you to notice him. He hated that things were like this between the two of you now, but he also hated the idea of not being with you, he had to end this though, if not now when will he do it?

“Oh, you’re here.” Your voice brought him back to reality.

He turned his head, seeing you standing there with a bowl of chips and a coke on both your hands. He only nodded at your words and you walked to sit next to him, not saying anything else as you turned the tv on and put the next episode of your new favorite series.

A few minutes passed before he had the courage to pause the the show, causing you to pout and look at him with confusion clear in your face.

“Can we talk for a second?” He asked, his voice so soft you knew immediately something was wrong.

“What about?” You asked, turning your whole body to face him properly. “Babe, are you okay?”

He winced at the pet name, he hadn't heard you call him anything but his name lately. “Come here.” He said softly, opening his arms with a sad smile on his face.

You frowned, scanning his face searching for a hint as to what his sadness was, but found none so you put your head to his chest and hugged him. He stayed quiet for a few minutes, hugging you tighter every time you tried to pull away.

“Guk, what’s wrong?” You ask once he let you go, your hand instinctively reaching up to cup his cheek.

He leaned into your warm touch, his eyes filling with unspilled tears as he looked at your worried expression. “I know,” He started, taking a deep breath before talking again. “I know you don't love me anymore.” A single tear rolled down his cheek as your hand dropped to your lap. “I know you love him now.” He managed to say without his voice cracking.

“Guk, I'm sorry.” Was the first thing you managed to say.

“Jimin is an amazing guy,” He smiled softly, making your heart break. “I would fall for him too.” He looked down and bit his lip before looking back at you. “Were you with him while we were together?”

You stared at him for a couple of seconds, not because you didn't know how to answer, but because you had never seen him so quiet and sad. His eyes weren't full of stars like they usually were and his lips weren't curved up like every time he saw you, and in that moment you hated yourself for making him feel that way, for taking away his loud laugh and teasing voice and replacing it with sad eyes and soft whispers.

“We were never together.” You said. “We never kissed or had sex because I couldn't do that to you.” A sigh left your lips as you prepared to continue. “I still love you, Guk, just not enough anymore. I'm so sorry.”

He fought back the tears as he heard your words, his heart breaking into even more pieces. “It's okay.” He lied and smiled. “Hey, don't cry. I'm fine, it's fine.” He said as he wiped a tear that was rolling down your cheek.

“I'm sorry I did this to you.” You tried to say without your voice breaking.

He didn't answer, instead he hugged you, his tears falling freely as soon as your head landed on his chest. “I want you to be happy, and if that means you have to be with him then so be it.” His voice was strained as he spoke, which made your body to jump with the sob you tried to conceal. “Just not around me. Not right now.” He whispered as he held tight onto you, just one last time before letting you go.

He was happy, until that very moment.

only for love — jjk

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