Cw. Worker!reader, Prohero!katsuki, Aged-up (25), Pining (we're Getting There, Dw), A Lot Of Cussing

cw. worker!reader, prohero!katsuki, aged-up (25), pining (we're getting there, dw), a lot of cussing (bkg-typical), it's time to meet the bakusquad!, mentions of alcohol, a tiny ass mention of smth nsfw

words. 4.3k (this is getting out of hand. this was way too fun to write, tho!)

masterlist | part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 7, part 8, part 9

Cw. Worker!reader, Prohero!katsuki, Aged-up (25), Pining (we're Getting There, Dw), A Lot Of Cussing

You check your reflection through your phone’s front camera for the umpteenth time, lurching a bit forward and almost smashing your face with the device when the bus you’re riding drives over a bump.

With a sigh, you glance through the window to your right, spotting the familiar landmark that Kirishima mentioned in passing a few days ago.

A few days ago when he waltzed into the conference room in the middle of your heated conversation with Bakugou.

Right when he dropped that nonsensical one-liner, Bakugou was on him in a flash, shoving your other boss so hard that the man stumbled a few steps back in surprise. You watched as they had what seemed to be a wordless exchange, before all the blood appeared to drain from Kirishima’s face, leaving him so pale that you thought the redhead was about to pass out any second.

“Freaking finally—” you recall Kirishima repeating, voice wobbly, “Y-you finally have a g-girlfriend!”

Bakugou didn’t seem too pleased at the shade, encasing his co-founder in a headlock, eventually releasing him after the latter cried out his pleas and apology.

After the man managed to catch his breath, he came up with the suggestion that you hang out with the rest of their friend group.

“It’ll be fun!” he said. “We’d love to get to know you.”

“Tch.” Bakugou merely replied, seemingly not too keen on the idea.

“I don’t know…”

“I can ask PR about it,” Kirishima ignored you, “I bet you being seen with us is good for your image!”

Which leads you to the present moment.

The mechanical voice announces your arrival at the nearest station to the trendy, new, upscale restaurant that Mina specifically picked out for today’s get-together. Kirishima assured you when you, again, showed reluctance when he ran down the details yesterday, saying Kaminari and Sero vouched for it, that it had a built-in arcade or something.

Deep in your thoughts and on autopilot, you hop off the bus and begin your slow but steady trek toward the venue. By the time you reach it, it’s already 6:37 PM, a bit later than your agreed-upon meeting time.

Pushing the glass doors open, you enter the space and swiftly scan the area. Bakugou’s friends, who you just remember also happened to be top pro-heroes, are already packed in a booth near the back of the restaurant. As you walk towards them, you see that Mina, Kirishima, and Sero are seated beside each other while Kaminari is looking a bit lonely on the extra chair at the tail-end of the table. You’re guessing the empty seats in front of the aforementioned three have been reserved for their close friend and you, the fake girlfriend.

Right, you say to yourself. Time to put on a show.

Kirishima is the first one to spot you, and you can’t help the squeeze your heart makes as he visibly brightens up when he does. “Bro, over here!”

At that, you plaster on the friendliest smile you can muster and trudge towards where they are.

“Sorry I’m late, you guys,” you say as you slide into your seat, “I had to call an emergency meeting at work. I came as fast as I could…”

You look at the three, (not really) new faces (because you see them on TV all the time), suddenly feeling nervous and singled out.

Desperate for something familiar to have near you, you ask: “Uh, where’s Bakugou?”

The moment you stutter the question out, you find yourself immediately wanting to take it back, because the air in the room suddenly changes. Sero smirks, Kaminari guffaws, and a devilish grin exponentially grows on Mina’s face.

“Awww, it hasn’t even been ten seconds since you got here and you’re already looking for your mans!” Mina winks at you, “He’s just in the restroom.”

“Bro, it’s about goddamn time Bakugou finally got a girlfriend,” Sero adds.

The girl nods enthusiastically in agreement, “It’s been a long time coming, indeed. Do you have any idea how long he’s been pining for you?”

Negative thirteen days, you think to yourself. But you settle for a hesitant shake of your head.

“Dudes—” Kirishima tries to interject, although his voice is drowned out in the chatter and the marginally too-loud pop music playing in the background.

Sero snorts, “She probably doesn’t, knowing Bakugou. Though—” a look of pure mischief takes over the tape hero’s face as he turns to face you, “—wouldn’t you want to know?”

“I, uh—”

“Remember the first time Bakugou got a text message from her when we were out getting drinks for Ei’s birthday two years ago?” Mina asks the guys, although the question seems more rhetorical than not. “He choked on his beer so hard I was surprised he didn’t cough his freaking lungs out.”

“Mina—” Kirishima tries again.

Sero barks out a laugh at the memory, “That’s nothing compared to when he got so red in the face when I first insinuated he might have a crush that one time he helped me move into my current place. The big guy didn’t even think twice about hurling a box of clothes at me.”

“Sero—”

“Please!” Kaminari finally pipes in, before gesturing the group to get close with a cheesy, ‘come-wither’ gesture. From the corner of your eye, you see Kirishima mouthing something to the blonde but you don’t quite catch it, eyes drifting back to the latter, more curious than you’d like to admit, even if you’re 99% sure they’re making all of this up to humor you.

The electric hero smirks to himself before prolonging the suspenseful air. “Don’t tell him this, but I sneaked into his bedroom during that sleepover we forced him to host during Thanksgiving last year, supposedly to play a harmless prank on him. And get this—I heard him mumble your name in his sleep.”

“Guys!”

Startled, everyone looks at Kirishima, who’s doing the ‘slicing his neck with his hand’ gesture before sheepishly bringing it to rub at his nape when he feels the group’s attention on him. You scan their faces one by one, not knowing how to react yourself, and you notice what you think is realization dawn on everyone’s faces.

Well, everyone except Kaminari.

You look at the guy who’s apparently been looking at you this entire time, and your reaction to his made-up, albeit intriguing story must be priceless because he puffs up with pride before blurting out: “And it sounded like a moan, too!”

Before you can even choke at your spit in response, you see Sero’s long arm appear behind the blonde a split second before he smacks him on the back of the head.

“Hey!” Kaminari cries out, clutching his head in pain, and you can only stare at the situation in front of you, bug-eyed. “What was that for?!”

“That’s for not knowing when to shut up,” Sero hisses, before shifting to face you, a blinding smile now having replaced the chastising look that was on his face just a brief moment ago. “Now, where were we?”

“Aren’t you shitheads going to order?”

You jump at the gruff voice on your left, and you look up to see Bakugou, decked out in his usual black tee and joggers, frowning at you before his eyes dart to study his friends. Wordlessly, he slides into the booth beside you, and you automatically scoot over to make room for him. Suddenly it makes sense to you why his friends designated this entire side to only the two of you—you sometimes forget that their grumpy friend is abnormally huge—a fact that you get reminded of as he brings his arm around to rest on top of the back of your seat, his wingspan covering almost the entire length of it.

It takes a few seconds for everyone to gather their bearings and faithfully decide that no, he probably didn’t hear all of that—he couldn’t, if they wanted to keep their heads attached to the rest of their bodies—but when they do, they all scramble for the menus and act too innocently like they weren’t just making ridiculous shit up behind Bakugou’s back.

You give the man a hesitant smile yourself when he peers at you, before simply passing you the menu Kirishima handed over your direction.

“Hurry up and choose,” he huffs, voice uncharacteristically quiet. “We ain’t got all day.”

Since your boss arrived at your table, the squad hasn’t said a single thing about Bakugou from the past, particularly stories involving you, which further supports your robust theory that they were just trying to embarrass the guy in front of his alleged girlfriend.

No one brings up what has been said, too, and you take that as your cue to follow suit and keep your mouth shut.

Instead, and to your chagrin, they’ve resorted to buzzing around you, asking all sorts of questions about your life like how long you’ve been working at Bakugou and Kirishima’s agency, what kind of work you do, what you like to do for fun, how many siblings you have, and so on. But they’ve especially enjoyed asking you about Bakugou and your budding relationship, dropping a teasing remark or joke every now and then.

Every now and then as in every other sentence.

You’ve been trying to play it off cooly, lying out of your ass while seeming as natural as you can, but Bakugou isn’t taking it as well as you.

Apparently, and you know now, that the man detests being teased—it’s almost comical how red he gets at the slightest taunt, and you failing to repress a chuckle at the sight nearly grants you a shove from the hotheaded blonde. You look at the sole other girl for help, but Mina only grins at you while wiggling her eyebrows playfully as she sits back to witness the exchange.

But aside from all that, you find yourself quickly bringing down your guard and joining in on the conversation every once in a while, eventually coming to the realization that you’re actually having fun.

It doesn’t take a genius to recognize that Bakugou’s friends are great people, and seeing the man in a different environment than the one you usually find him in is interesting, to say the least.

In the midst of great conversation and in the blink of an eye, dinner is served and devoured, and before you know it, it’s 9 PM and everyone except Bakugou and you are around two to three drinks in.

“Come on, man!” Kaminari thrusts a glass of whiskey in Bakugou’s direction. “Let loose a little!”

The man in question merely lets out a ‘Tch’ before swatting the hero’s hand away.

“Don’t worry about him, bestie,” Mina calls out to you reassuringly, noticing you’ve been watching the two as you sipped on your own iced tea. “He just gets cranky when he’s not in bed by 9 PM sharp.”

“How ‘bout you, bro?” Kirishima asks you, this time a glass of gin and tonic in hand. “Are you sure you don’t want a drink?”

You muster the most polite and grateful smile you can. “No thanks, Kirishima-san. I kind of have plans early tomorrow morning.”

Yeah, right, you think to yourself. You just don’t want to risk making a fool of yourself in front of your two bosses and their closest friends.

“Ooooh, is that why Bakugou isn’t drinking as well?” Mina chirps excitedly, “Are you guys doing something tomorrow?”

“Uh, no,” you say, hesitant and irrationally guilty, which swells when Mina’s face drops in palpable disappointment. You scramble to pull out a palatable lie from your ass, “I’m going out of town to meet a good old friend of mine who just got back from the States.”

A chorus of oohs and aahs erupt from the table at your answer; luckily, they don’t press for more details, which you’re grateful for, because you’re running out of lies for the evening.

You feel Bakugou eyeing you at the side, as if trying to figure out if what you just said is true when Sero suddenly speaks up, pointing to the far end of the restaurant.

“Hey, they have a photo booth! Whaddya say we give it a go?”

Everyone cheers in agreement and you find yourself getting ushered into the said photo booth. Kaminari, Kirishima, and Mina plant themselves on the front while you get smushed between Bakugou and Sero at the back. You try not to let the close proximity with your boss get to you as Mina starts handing out the props, which you readily accept with a thanks. You look down at the ‘I’m awesome’ signage and rainbow-colored wig you’re holding, weighing your options, before ultimately deciding to make the sacrifice and give Bakugou the former. His crimson eyes trail to you when you tap his shoulder lightly, and down to the sign when you make the gesture of offering it towards him. He wordlessly takes it off your hands, and you can’t help but snort at how out of place he looks with it. He tosses you a glare, although it seems harmless enough.

“Ready?” Mina shouts, and the rest of you say your affirmation. You go through the motions, everyone changing up their poses and swapping props shot after shot, and you find yourself laughing along with the group as the ruckus unfolds around you. After the last click of the camera, you finally move to return the paraphernalia to the front with Bakugou shadowing you, and follow the rest as they hurriedly pile out of the small space when the sliding door suddenly slams shut.

“What the—” you reach for the indented groove and pull it open, but the door refuses to budge.

“Hey,” Bakugou’s booming voice ricochets within the small space, making you jump. “Quit fucking around, you guys.”

A chorus of laughter erupts from the outside, and only then does it dawn on you that you didn’t get locked in because of some stupid gust of wind.

Kaminari, who’s probably the one holding the door shut sounds positively evil when he pipes up with: “You’re not getting out of there until you do a round with just the two of you.”

“Yeah!” Mina adds excitedly. “And y’all better do those cute poses, you hear me? We’re not going home unless you do the classic kiss on the cheek!”

“Just the cheek?” Sero asks, “You should just go all out, Bakugou!”

“This is their idea, bros. I’m not involved here,” you hear Kirishima say in the background.

Oh motherfucking god.

Refusing to accept what’s happening, you try to pry the door open again, but Kaminari’s not letting up by the slightest. You stare at the door, unable to look at Bakugou and what feels like five minutes pass before the man finally speaks up.

“…Let’s just fucking do it.”

You turn around to gape at him, “E-excuse me?”

He sighs, looking as defeated as you’ve ever seen him, a tinge of pink tinting his cheeks in what you think is irritation. “They’re not gonna back down unless we fucking do what they say. Trust me,” he says as he plops down on one of the seats in front of the camera, “I know them.”

Hesitantly, you take the seat to his left, the feeling of resignation blooming in your stomach at his words. “O-okay, then. We can just quickly take the pictures like normal and we’ll be on our way.”

“No—” he starts, and he looks like it pains him to argue with you, “—if we don’t do this as they instructed, the shitheads are just going to make us do it again and again until we do.”

You flush at the implications of his words, “But—what—surely they’ll be reprimanded for hogging the photo booth?”

Bakugou shakes his head, seeming like he’s already surrendered his soul to the antics of his friends. “They don’t normally abuse their power as heroes, but they will for stupid shit like this.”

You can only blink at him, at a loss for words. If you think about it, it’s unnerving how calm and level-headed he’s being right now when you’re getting close to having a major freakout yourself.

“Well?” The man has the audacity to ask.

You shift awkwardly in your seat, choosing to look at the monitor in front of you instead of the pro-hero who you now realize is way too dangerously close for your comfort. “Okay, so the least number of shots we can go for is four.”

Bakugou grunts in what you think is approval.

You continue, “We can do one where we just sit and smile, another where we form a small heart with our hands to appease Mina, and—fuck, two more…”

You expected you’d be the one to do the agonizing task of directing your poses, so you’re surprised when Bakugou chimes in.

“That’s not enough for bug-eyes,” he says as a matter-of-factly, and you find yourself gulping in nervousness despite yourself. “We’ll have to get closer…”

Closer than this?

Bakugou seems like he’s debating something in his head before he gives you a firm nod. “The third one we can place your head on my fucking shoulder or something, and for the last—” he shakes his head in defeat, “just go and fucking kiss me on the cheek.”

“What?”

He shoots you an appalled look as if you jolting away from him at the mere suggestion is a criminal offense committed against him. “Don’t sound so fucking disgusted, idiot.”

You’re not about to tell him you’re the farthest from being disgusted and rather veering dangerously close to flustered. Instead, you croak: “Are you sure about this?”

Bakugou scoffs, “Does it look like we have a choice?” He pauses, before shaking his head rather adamantly, “It’s not like I want to do this…”

You frown, itching to argue that you, in fact, have a choice, but the man is so evidently resigned that any rebuttal dies down in your throat. He does know his friends better than you do. Obviously. You can’t accurately gauge how far they’re willing to go for you just to take these photos with the grump.

Heaving a heavy sigh, you mumble an ‘okay’ before standing to press the Start button.

And so you, once again, go through the motions.

Only this time you’re not laughing.

You can feel your smile straining as you pose for the first photo, and you’re guessing Bakugou is looking like he’s being forced to smile at gunpoint beside you.

Click.

At the tell-tale sound, you lift your left hand, forming half a heart, and bring it next to Bakugou’s right. Beside his, your hand is significantly smaller, and you’re staring at the shape you’ve formed together when the camera goes off again, catching you off guard.

Click.

You’re disoriented and barely registering the pace at which everything’s going when you feel a hand gently tug your head to the right, placing it firmly on top of a firm shoulder.

“Smile, you dumbass,” Bakugou says through gritted teeth. You obey.

Click.

You chance a glance at the man, whose eyes are downcast—staring at the floor. You hesitate, wary of the countdown, “…Can I?”

Bakugou merely closes his eyes in what you think is dreadful anticipation before opening them again, choosing to look straight into the camera instead of meeting your gaze. “Just do it.”

You’re not about to waste any more time and risk missing the timing and having to do this all over again, so you do.

It takes everything in you not to cringe the second your lips touch Bakugou’s cheek, suddenly becoming very aware of how chapped they are. But the thought is almost instantly replaced by the realization of how deceivingly soft his skin is, and you have to fight yourself from jerking away at the ridiculous observation.

The seconds go by so agonizingly slow, and as you wait for the shutter to go off, you notice how tense Bakugou is, whose eyes are now closed again. It occurs to you belatedly how weird it would come out in the photos if you had your eyes wide open this close to the guy, so you immediately slam them shut.

You do it just in time before you hear the all-too-familiar click, at the sound of which you promptly pull away and stand up.

“Great,” you chirp, too cheerily.

“Good,” he grunts at the same time as you.

You look at each other in surprise, and you can’t help the chuckle that bubbles out of you. The corners of Bakugou’s mouth twitch ever so minutely, and you could’ve sworn a smile is fighting to take over his lips.

You’re about to say something remotely embarrassing—just anything to fill the air, really—like ‘thanks’ or worse, when the door suddenly opens, startling the both of you.

Mina pokes her head through the small opening, squealing as her eyes dart back and forth between the two of you. “Well, come on, you two! They turned out amazing!”

You didn’t have to be told twice.

It’s about half past 10 when you finally decide as a group that it’s time to wrap things up and go home. Of course, you had to first sit through roughly thirty minutes of Mina gushing on and on about how cute your photos turned out, with Kaminari and Sero at the side teasing Bakugou about how uncharacteristically shy he looks. As you expected, Bakugou turned almost as red as a beet at the teasing, and you couldn’t help but laugh along with the group before getting silenced with a sharp glare from the man.

Despite the plethora of dirty looks he’s tossed your way the entire evening, Bakugou still went out of his way to offer you a ride home as you walked with the group to the exit. You were about to politely decline when you realized everyone else was watching and that it would be weird for you to turn down your boyfriend’s proposal this late into the night.

And so you reluctantly accepted.

Which is how you find yourself waiting by the restaurant’s front door with Mina while Bakugou fetches his car. The other three guys already hit the dirt and carpooled home together, not one of them having bothered to drive here in the first place knowing they’d get drunk, or at the very least, tipsy.

The silence is comfortable as you breathe in the cool, evening breeze, while Mina sways side to side beside you.

“If you ask me, Bakugou didn’t drink tonight because he wanted to drive you home safely.”

You whip around to look at the pink-skinned hero, “Huh?”

Mina only shrugs in response, not bothering to repeat herself. Instead, she reaches for something in her purse, digs through it for a couple of seconds, before pulling out a strip of film that you instantly recognize is that of you and Bakugou from a while ago.

“Sorry, but I’m keeping the one of us as a group,” she sing-songs, not sounding the slightest bit apologetic, before thrusting the string of photos towards you. “But you get to keep the one of you and Bakugou.”

Not knowing what else to do, you gingerly accept it from the girl.

She grins at you, “Keep it safe for him, ‘kay?”

You refrain from telling her that he most definitely doesn’t care about whether or not you keep these photos safe, and instead give her an affirmative nod. Looking down at the object in your hands, you study the images one by one.

Your smile does look a bit strained in the first, and you’re not even smiling in the second, dumbly staring at the heart instead, but you’d say you appear decent enough in the third yet downright foolish in the last. It’s Bakugou that leaves you dumbfounded, though.

He’s not smiling in the first one—at least, not really—but he still managed to look handsome and exude a boyish charm that’s always been characteristic of him. To your surprise, he’s also not looking at the camera in the second; instead, his eyes are directed towards you, a solemn expression on his face. Against your will, you feel yourself warm at the thought of being the object of his attention without your knowledge. In stark contrast, he comes off stiff as hell in the third photo with your head on his shoulder, and in the last one…

His eyes are closed, eyebrows slightly furrowed. And if you didn’t know any better, you’d think his cheeks are tinged the lightest shade of pink.

Huh.

“You really like him, don’t you?” Mina pipes up out of nowhere, snapping you out of your train of thought.

You flush at her words. “Sorry?”

The girl merely smirks, a knowing expression etched across her beautiful features. “It’s written all over your face.”

Your free hand absentmindedly shoots up to feel your face, and it doesn’t elude you that you’re heating up.

To your relief, Mina doesn’t say anything else. She shrugs again, checking something on her phone before turning to face you once more, “Well, my Uber’s here! Tell Bakugou to drive safely and make sure you get home in one piece, okay, bestie?”

You smile at her concern and the adorable term of endearment she’s assigned to you, “I will.”

Mina seems to hesitate for a second before decidedly stepping closer and bringing you into a warm hug, which you return as best as you can.

You eventually pull away from each other after a moment, and she walks down the stairs and towards the dark maroon car that’s just arrived.

Leaving you with nothing but the space to mull over the ramifications of what has just been said.

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expect the unexpected | 25

(the photos and text are alternating~)

~Kim Namjoon Residence~

“Jin hyung wants us to go to his office later at 4,” Namjoon says, talking to Byul over the phone. “He and Yn got into an argument.”

“An ARGUMENT??” Byul yells. Someone hushed her, she was just leaving the library. “Sorry.” Namjoon laughs.

“Yeah, an argument over what gender the baby is,” he explains. “So he wants us to surprise Yn at his office, wearing the colors you think the baby is.”

“Oh how fun!” Byul exclaims, walking to her car. “It’s like a baby gender reveal party… but without the reveal part.”

“Yeah I guess so,” Namjoon laughs. “Hyung said that they’ll announce the new baby to the kids too. All of our kids actually, so I have to ask Moonji what she thinks the new baby will be without telling her about the new baby.”

“Just ask her if she wants a brother or a sister,” Byul shrugs. “Easy peasy.”

~24/7 Heaven~

“So what color are you going to wear?” Sohyun asks Yoongi. The two of them were in the back kitchen with Hana at the bakery.

“Color for what?” Hana asks.

“For the party we’re going to later,” Yoongi tells her. “What color are you wearing?”

“Is it a rainbow party,” Hana asks, looking over the cake Sohyun was decorating. She reaches out to touch the icing.

“Uhuh,” Sohyun says, lightly slapping her hand away.

“I’m wearing yellow,” Yoongi says. Sohyun furrows her brows at him.

“Oh then I’m wearing pink!” Hana yells.

“Team yellow is not a team,” Sohyun says.

“Why not?” Hana asks. “I’m team pink then!”

“I’m team pink too,” Sohyun says with a smile on her face.

“I’m team no team I guess,” Yoongi shrugs, taking a cake from one of the fridges. “Is this the one we’re bringing?”

Sohyun looks back up at him and nods.

“It’s a little silly that we’re doing all this and we won’t even know for a few months,” Yoongi says, taking the cake to a table and packing it into a box.

“I think it’s fun,” Sohyun says. “Any excuse for a party and cake.”

“That’s true, I do enjoy these celebrations. I went shopping, by the way, before I came here.”

“For what?” Hana asks.

“A gift. For the party.”

~Hoseok and Sarang’s Room~

“I think it’s a girl,” Sarang says, picking out a pink outfit.

“I want it to be a girl,” Hoseok says with a laugh. “Imagine two Soojins? How cute would that be?”

“Super cute,” Sarang laughs. “So should we just pick a pink outfit for Hope? How are we going to ask her what she thinks that baby will be without telling her about the baby?”

Hoseok shrugs.

“Just ask her team pink or team blue and dress her up accordingly,” Hoseok says. And as if on cue, the door to their bedroom opens.

“I’m bored– hey,” Huimang says. “Where are you two going?” She asks, seeing as her parents were getting dressed.

“Uncle Jin is throwing a mini surprise party for auntie Yn,” Hoseok explains. “And we have to be in two teams, pink or blue. Which team are you going to be?”

“You both are wearing pink,” Huimang points out. “So pink?”

~Park Residence~

“Purple??” Yuna says, making a face at Jimin. “It’s two colors Jimin, pick one of them.”

“But what if it’s both?” Jimin argues, laughing at the face his wife was making. “We don’t know if it’s twins.”

“It’s not twins.”

“Who told you that,” Jimin says, squinting at her.

“No one,” she says, “but I doubt it is.”

“Let’s make a bet–”

“Do what you want Park, but me and Gyu are wearing pink~” She says, walking away to go get Mingyu.

“Oh come on! If I win, you owe me!”

~Taehyung’s Living Room~

“It’s definitely a boy,” Taehyung tells Bora. She shakes her head. The two of them were watching a show while Youngjae was in Taehyung’s room, taking a nap.

“Girl,” she says.

“I’ve known them for longer, I can tell if it’s a boy or girl,” Taehyung argues.

“How?”

“The vibes noona is giving me is definitely she’s having a boy vibes,” he says with a little shrug. Bora scoffs at him.

“That doesn’t even make any sense.”

“Okay, well why do you think it’s a girl?”

“I don’t know, I was just thinking, if I were to have another baby, I would want a girl.” Bora explains, shrugging. “Simple.” Taehyung smirks at her, wiggling his brows.

“You wanna have one with me?”

Bora playfully rolls her eyes. “No.”

Taehyung pouts at her, turning around with his arms crossed, making her laugh.

“I mean, I would wanna have at least two with you,” she says. Taehyung turns around with a big smile on his face.

“But right now, I think having you as a big baby is enough.”

~Sian’s Room~

“Sian, you wanna match with daddy?” Jungkook asks, holding up a blue sweatshirt. Sian was on the floor, playing with his iron man.

“Yes!” He excitedly yells. “Where are we going?”

“Uncle Jin’s work,” Jungkook says, kneeling down to put the sweatshirt on him.

“Hey,” Rina says, walking into the room. “Team blue then?”

Jungkook nods, smiling up at her. He looks down at his son and covers his ears with his hands.

“What are you doing~” Sian says, frowning up at his dad, trying to pry his hands away from his ears.

“Wouldn’t it be funny if hyung gets another son that’s twice as rowdy as Haneul?”

“Is that why you’re going with blue? Because Jin’s team pink?”

“Duh.”

~Kim’s Residence~ “I have to go to the office,” Jin says, walking past you. You were sitting with Haneul at the kitchen counter. “You four should come with me.”

You nod. “Okay, what time?”

“We have to be there by four so let’s start getting ready so we can be there on time,” he says, already walking to the kids’ room. “I’ll get the kids ready.”

You and Haneul look towards the hallway, scrunching your brows.

“We can get ready ourselves right?” you ask Haneul, he nods. You smile down at him, picking him up as you two walk to his room.

“Blue or pink?” Jin asks Minseok and Soojin. They both frown up at him.

“B-blue..?” Minseok says in a questioning tone.

“I want purple,” Soojin says, pointing to her purple dress that was behind Jin. He was standing in front of her closet.

Jin shakes his head. “Nope, blue or pink.”

“Purple.”

“Blue or pink.”

“Purple.”

“Soojin–”

“Why just those colors?!” she exclaims.

“Okay, let’s go,” Jin says, walking to the garage, after battling Soojin with what color she wanted to wear. Out of the two color option. She came out wearing the pink version of what Minseok was wearing.

“Daddy!” Haneul yells, running towards Jin and grabbing his hand. Jin looks down at him and his eyes widens.

“You’re wearing yellow.”

You walk up to him and nod. “Yeah, and you’re wearing pink… a lot.. of pink.”

“What exactly do you need to do?” You ask as you five stood in the elevator, going up to Jin’s office.

“I just need to sign some paperwork,” he replies. He was carrying Soojin in his arms as she was a little sleepy on the way here.

The doors opened and revealed Yeonjun on the other side.

“You’re here!” he says excitedly. “Everything is ready in your office.” He tells Jin, giving him a quick wink. You didn’t know this obviously, but Jin had Yeonjun decorate the office and let your friends in. They were all in there right now!

“Say hi uncle,” you say, waving Haneul’s little hand at Yeonjun. You had him in your arms.

“Hi Haneul, I haven’t seen you in a while,” Yeonjun says, reaching out to pet his head.

Minseok runs to Jin’s office, about to open the door when Jin yells.

“Y-yah!” he yells, running to his oldest.

“What?” Minseok says. “I was just going to go in.”

“Yeah but we need to go in all together.” Jin says. “Babe,” he calls you over.

“We’re coming jeez,” you say, walking quickly towards him. Yeonjun is laughing behind you five as he follows along.

“Go in, you first,” Jin says.

“You’re being so weird,” you say, grabbing hold of the handle and walking in.

“SURPRISE!”

You stumbled back a bit, surprised. Of course. Making everyone laugh.

Everyone was wearing pink and blue… well

You look at Namjoon, Yoongi, and Jimin. They were dressed in yellow and purple. You don’t think they got the memo.

“Wh-at. What is this?” You say, confused, turning to Jin.

“Gender not reveal party!” Jin says, raising the arm that wasn’t holding onto Soojin. “Clearly, team girl is winning,” he says, pointing at everyone wearing pink.

“Why are we having teams anyways?” Huimang asks.

“Because,” Jin says. He leans into your ear and whispers. “Let’s announce it to them at the same time.” You nod.

“We’re–

having a baby!”

pregnant!”

You laugh, slapping his arm. “We didn’t even say the same thing.”

“Wait, you’re having a baby?” Minseok asks with wide eyes.

“Is this my birthday present?” Soojin asks with a smile, leaning over to hug Jin’s neck. Her birthday was in a few weeks.

“We’re going to have another baby??” Minseok asks excitedly, looking up at you. You lean down, hugging him.

“We are, are you happy about that?”

“Yeah!” he says.

“Gyu you’re going to be a hyung,” Jungkook says, poking Mingyu’s cheek. Jimin was carrying him.

“Or an oppa,” Yuna says.

“Or both,” Jimin says. Jin furrows his brows at him.

“Another baby!” Moonji says, running over to you.

“Auntie Yn’s having a baby?” Hana says, running towards you too. Huimang follows her.

“She is,” Jin says. “Look, they’re all team pink.”

“I’m team blue,” Sian says, showing his sweatshirt.

“My mom made me team pink,” Youngjae says, making Bora laugh.

“Hey, to be fair, I asked you if you wanted a sister or a brother. You said sister.”

Your eyes were tearing as your nieces and nephews were congratulating you, touching your belly, and giving you sweet hugs.

“Look at Haneul,” Taehyung points. They all laughed as Haneul was looking around with a blank expression.

“Haneul-ah,” Yoongi calls. “You’re going to be a big brother, how do you feel?” Haneul scratches his head.

“He’s tired,” you say, laughing. “It’ll hit him later.”

“Well why don’t we wake him up with some…” Rina says, walking towards you with the cake. “Your favorite~ Auntie Sohu made it and Uncle Yoongi brought it.”

Suddenly, Haneul lifts up his head and smiles. Making everyone laugh.

“Cake is what makes him happiest,” Namjoon says, smiling over at him.

“I honestly didn’t think everyone would have such strong opinions on what the baby will be,” Yoongi says. “I wore yellow because I didn’t know.”

“I wore yellow because I didn’t mind if the baby was a boy or a girl, as long as it’s healthy,” Namjoon says. Byul pouts, leaning into his shoulder as she had her arms wrapped around his arm.

“I’m wearing yellow,” Haneul says, pulling at his hoodie.

“Yahh~ Team no team,” Yoongi says, giving him a high five. Haneul smiles, slapping his hand onto his uncle’s.

“Are you ready to be a big brother Haneul?” Hoseok asks. Haneul nods, running towards him. “Aigoo, I can’t wait to see him with his baby sibling. He was still young when Mingyu was born.”

“Right,” Jimin says, “I can’t wait to see Mingyu with them.”

“Jimin, for the last time, it’s not twins.” Jin tells him. Jimin eyes widens and he points at his hyung.

“Hyung. If another one comes out by surprise, watch,” Jimin says, “You’ll be like ahh.. Jimin was right all along.”

“He’s stupid,” Taehyung says, “don’t listen to him. There’s only one and it’s a boy.”

“Agreed,” you say, “I have a feeling it’s a boy.”

“YES!” Jungkook says, turning to Taehyung and giving him a high five. “Team blue for the win.”

“Okay but all in all, I don’t mind what the baby is either, let’s get that clear,” you say.

“I know, I just want Jin hyung to be wrong,” Jungkook says, with that smile of his that drives Jin crazy.

Your friends had just left and you, jin, the kids, and Yeonjun were the only ones left. The six of you shared the cake together.

“This was fun,” you say. “I can’t believe you told our friends about our silly argument and made them choose a side.”

“I thought it would be fun, and that it would be a good way to tell the kids we were having another baby since we were sad we couldn’t announce it to all of them in a fun way like we usually do.” Jin feeds Haneul a bite of the cake. “I knew they would all join in, but I was more surprised that Yoongi and Namjoon still wanted to dress up even though they didn’t know which side to join. I wonder if they color coordinated with the yellow.”

“Team no team right?” Yeonjun laughs. He was wearing a pink tie with his suit.

“I’m not even wearing a color so I guess I’m team no team too,” you laugh, pointing to your white jacket. Jin shakes his head.

“Yeonjun,” he says, reaching out. Yeonjun stands up and goes over to Jin’s desk and takes out a pink sweatshirt Jin prepared.

“Here, so you can join a team,” Jin says, taking the sweatshirt from Yeonjun. He hands it to you, making you laugh.

“But I’m team blue,” you say. Jin closed his eyes, hiding his lips and shaking his head side to side.

“We already have two boys, we had a boy, then a girl, then a boy again. It only makes sense that this is a girl,” Jin argues. You and Yeonjun laugh at him.

“Like that’s how it works,” you say. “But fine,” you tell him, taking the sweatshirt from his hand. “Only because you did all of this and I had so much fun. I’ll join the pink team.”

expect the unexpected

♡ part twenty-five: gender not reveal ♡

pairings: ceo, dad!jin x interior designer, mom!reader

a/n: okay so officially done with the sad/angst lol i hope you all like this, can’t wait for soojin’s birthday week🤣 again apologizing for not utilizing the read more feature. i think we have found a solution for it tho?? but i will try it for the next update :) thank you for bearing with me ily💜

edit: also let me know what team you’re on!! just for funzies LOL🤣 💗💙💛💜

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expect the unexpected | 23

“It’s okay hyung, everything’s going to be okay. Don’t worry about anything.”

Taehyung’s words ran through Jin’s mind over and over as he sat in Soojin’s room, helping her with her math.

“Three,” Soojin says, answering the seventh problem on her paper. Jin shakes his head.

“No, why would it be three? Try again. Hyunmin has TWO apples but Sewan gives him TWO more. How many apples does Hyunmin have now?” Jin says, repeating the problem again.

“Uncle Yoongi says if you don’t know the answer, it’s always three!” Soojin argues, causing Jin to roll his eyes.

“Don’t listen to him, he doesn’t like school. Hold on, let me grab some actual apples from the kitchen so we could do this visually.” Jin gets up from the floor, walking out of the room. He looks at you two’s shared room as he enters the hallway, seeing that the door is now open.

“Minseok, hand me my phone please,” you say. You were currently sitting at your desk, typing away on your laptop. You had a new client and a bedroom to design. The aesthetic she’s asking for is called Grand Millennial. It’s beautiful. She wants blues and pinks, and gold of course. She just sent you a pinterest board of furniture she likes and photos as to how she wants the room to look like. You typically do this with all of your clients, encouraging them to make pinterest boards on what they want to have in their homes. It makes it easier for you to know what they want and in the end they’re always happy with the outcome.

You’re seeing a lot of paintings here that she pinned and you had the idea to recommend Taehyung to her. A customized piece would complete the whole look of her dream bedroom. She’d get both the look she wants and also a personalized piece.

Now she wasn’t the only client. You have another one you’re working with but this one gives you a headache.

This one doesn’t know what she wants, yet when you give her options she doesn’t like any of them. So right now you’re trying to get to know her so maybe you can help suggest some things that go along with her interests.

But she takes about 2-3 business days just to reply to your messages. Also mentioned she’s not a phone call person so calling her doesn’t help when it goes straight to voicemail.

You sigh, rubbing your temples.

“Minseok, did you hear me?” You ask, turning around. Minseok was in your room, sitting on your bed as he read. He said Haneul kept bugging him and wanted to be with you for some peace and quiet. This was before you put Haneul down for a nap.

Now you’re looking at an empty bed. No traces of your son but the book next to your phone on your side table.

“Nevermind,” you mumble, getting up instead. He probably went to the kitchen or something to grab a snack.

Once got up you suddenly felt dizzy. “Ah.” You have been working for a few hours straight, and didn’t eat lunch.

“O- ow,” you say, wincing as your head starts to pound. You close your eyes, holding onto your head with one hand and grabbing on to your bed with the other for support. Your legs were starting to shake and you tried to sit back down on your chair but missed.

THUD.

“Woah what was that,” Minseok says, turning to the hallway. Jin was looking as well when they heard a loud sound coming from one of the rooms. They were both standing around the kitchen counter. He was grabbing the apples for Soojin and Minseok was trying to get a tangerine from the same fruit basket.

“Haneul?” Jin calls, “Are you okay?” Haneul was down for a nap, but Jin thought he might’ve woken up or something, maybe even fell.

“I’m going to go back to mommy’s room,” Minseok says, running off.

“Okay, I’ll check on your brother.”

The two quickly walked to the hallway. Minseok went ahead of Jin while Jin entered Haneul’s room.

“Haneul?” He says, walking into his room. Haneul was still asleep on his bed. “Huh.”

“DADDY!” Minseok yelled. Jin’s eyes widened as he heard the panic in his son’s voice.

He immediately runs to your room, his heart beating faster and faster.

“Mommy’s not waking up,” Minseok says, kneeling next to you on the floor, shaking your arm.

“What happened?” Soojin says, standing from the doorway.

“Minseok go get your brother, and Soojin go grab your jackets and put on your shoes,” Jin says in panic, hooking his arm behind your back and under your knees. He quickly picks you up, heading to the garage.

“Haneul, wake up!” Minseok says, shaking his brother, he runs around his room, grabbing a coat and his slip ons. Haneul blinks his eyes open slowly, turning to the side and watching his brother run up to him.

“Put this on,” Minseok says, pulling Haneul upwards. He hurriedly puts the coat on his brother and shoves his feet into his shoes.

“Oppa hurry,” Soojin says, running to Minseok. She was already dressed, shoes on and a hoodie. “Here,” she says, giving him his own shoes and his own hoodie.

Minseok hurriedly throws on the clothes and Soojin pulls Haneul off of the bed.

“Let’s go!” She says, running to the garage while she dragged Haneul behind her.

“Come on, hurry,” Jin says. Running towards the kids and grabbing Haneul. Minseok runs in front of him and jumps into the van. You were sitting unconscious in the seat Soojin’s car seat usually is.

“Soojin you’re going to sit in the back with Minseok okay,” Jin says, securing Haneul into his carseat. Which was next to the seat you were sitting in.

“Mommy,” Haneul says in a raspy voice. Poor baby, he just woke up and has no idea what was going on.

“Yeah, mommy is not feeling well so we’re going to take her to the hospital okay?” Jin calmly tells Haneul. “Are you two buckled up?” He asks his two oldest, moving his head to the side. They both give him two thumbs up. “Okay good. Minseok, here’s my phone,” he says, handing his cellphone to his oldest. “Call uncle Jungkook and let him know that we’re going to the hospital because mommy fainted. Tell him to let the others know and if any of them could come and help.”

“Okay,” he says, taking the phone from his dad. Jin quickly hops out and closes the back door and hops onto the driver’s seat.

“Is mommy going to be okay?”

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

expect the unexpected

♡ part twenty-three: don’t worry ♡

pairings: ceo, dad!jin x interior designer, mom!reader

a/n: i don’t have anything to say except😭 the part with haneul makes my sister and i laugh bc of this one picture his irl mom posted on instagram once when he just woke up and that’s all we can imagine

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dandelion wisps

a collection of drabbles written either for requests, ask games, or on whims. sorted by member and genre.

sorted: a hogwarts au

⇒ a series of scenarios featuring each member, set during the same hogwarts universe. ♡; ✎

kim seokjin: white chocolate fudge ↳ friends to lovers au — fluff | 11k

you and seokjin are the heads of your class, but recently he’s been sneaking off with shitty excuses and leaving you to watch over the students. when you finally follow him after he abruptly bails on your evening walk, you find yourselves in the forbidden forest with… a hippogriff hatchling?

min yoongi: interconnection ↳ strangers to lovers au, journal au — fluff | 8k

you can never trust anything in the wizarding world. not even your own goddamn journal.

jung hoseok: plant boy ↳ opposites to lovers au — fluff, light angst | 11k

after seven years of doing it, you’d like to think you’re an expert at skipping class. stay hidden, stay quiet, and act inconspicuous. but when you accidentally draw the attention of jung hoseok while you’re camping out on the benches outside the greenhouses, you begin to realize that all it takes is a boy with sunshine at his fingertips and a particular affinity for herbology to change things.

kim namjoon: tutor ↳ enemies to lovers au — fluff | 11k

competition has always been a thing at hogwarts, but not even the house ghosts could be prepared for the volcanic explosion otherwise known as the culmination of the rivalry between you and fellow top student kim namjoon.

park jimin: boats against the current ↳ opposites to lovers au — fluff, angst | 12k

park jimin thinks his life is all well and good, that is, until he finds out that if he wants to play quidditch for his last year at hogwarts, he needs to pass a presentation in muggle studies. and, just like the novel he needs to research, he realizes that maybe his life would be easygoing and simple, if only he didn’t fall in love along the way.

kim taehyung: love, guaranteed ↳ friends to lovers au — fluff, angst | 11k

with the celestial ball quickly approaching, kim taehyung is horrified to find out that you, his best friend, are dateless. to remedy this, he initiates The Match Project, a matchmaking service designed to find the most optimal date. to you, it’s an opportunity to meet someone else so you can stop pining after your clueless best friend. to him, it’s an opportunity to finally, once and for all, tell you how he feels.

jeon jungkook: do you want me (dead?) ↳ enemies to lovers au — fluff | 11k

jeon jungkook, quidditch extraordinaire and overall pain in your ass, is the one problem you can’t seem to solve, even with years of being the school’s advice columnist under your belt. that is, until you begin to receive letters from someone under the alias of bambi, requesting help with confessing to a crush, and suddenly, your relationship with jeon jungkook takes a turn for… the worst?

kim seokjin

⇒ O N E S H O T S

start anew ↳ exes au — fluff; angst | 11k

it’s been five years since you left your hometown, vowing never to return, but a simple invitation to a christmas party and a yearning to know whether or not you’re truly over the heartbreak you left behind has you wondering if, maybe, the christmas spirit and promise of a new beginning can change your mind.

raspberry truffles ↳ friends to lovers au, fake dating au — fluff | 5k

how to fake date your best friend: step one: don’t fall in love with them. failed step one.

for you, anything ↳ friends to lovers au, enemies to lovers au — fluff; comedy | 21k

in the popular online multiplayer game, kingdom, you are the top-ranked knight with money, fame, and power. in real life, you’re a graphic design geek who’s got a very unsubtle crush on her gorgeous coworker, kim seokjin. but when you’re suddenly dethroned from the first place spot in your game, you and your kingdom character embark on a journey to reclaim your title, and learn on the way that things are not always as they seem.

the courtship chronicles ↳ friends to lovers au, fake dating au — fluff; comedy; angst; ♡ | 20k

dating has never been anywhere near your list of priorities, but kim seokjin is nothing if not determined. and when he comes to the rescue and accompanies you to your friend’s wedding, he decides to request only one thing in return: for you to let him take you out on fake dates and shower you in fake affection, and show you how much fun dating can be. he just needs to remember to keep the part where he’s been in love with you under wraps.

♔ the heiress and the hotelier ↳ modern cinderella au, hotelier!seokjin, heiress!reader — fluff; comedy | 20k

when you share a kiss with a mysterious but gorgeous stranger on the night of your unwanted, lavish masquerade birthday party, the last thing you expect is for him to vanish at midnight on the dot. but when, as punishment for always arguing with him, your father assigns you to oversee the company’s newest resort hotel, you begin to realize that the handsome stranger may be closer than you think.

min yoongi

⇒ S E R I E S

the little things ↳ friends with benefits au, expecting parents au — fluff; ✎; ♡

what happens when you combine friends with benefits, an accidental pregnancy, and a certain min yoongi? he falls in love.

the truth between us ↳ enemies to lovers au — fluff; angst; drama; sci fi; ✓; ♡ | 100k

there is truly nothing more unfortunate than the fact that min yoongi, asshole extraordinaire, is the editor for your very first novel. you’re stuck with him. but then, the world shifts beneath your feet, and you begin to wonder if maybe you’ve always been looking at life from the wrong angle.

➘ one | two | three | four | five | six | epilogue

⇒ O N E S H O T S

magic of the night ↳ witch au — horror | 5k

there is a witch you go to for spells and potions whenever human nature is not enough for things to go your way, and he loves you more than anyone else ever will.

i’ll give you my heart ↳ christmas au, friends to lovers au — fluff | 6k

gift exchanges are cool. gift exchanges with your ceo-slash-best friend min yoongi are less cool, because what the hell are you supposed to get the man that already has everything?

a heart full of love ↳ e2l au, actor au, high school au — fluff | 10k

people say that actors are the most dramatic people in the world but those people haven’t met a certain min yoongi.

VOGUE ↳ e2l au, fashion designers au — fluff; comedy; angst; ♡ | 42k

you’ve always said that fashion is meant to push the limits of art, but no amount of swarovski crystals could ever prepare you for the latest assignment your manager has lined up for you: design a dress with none other than min yoongi, the evil genius that stole the show from you during paris fashion week, to be displayed in a showcase in milan.

kim namjoon

⇒ O N E S H O T S

moving on ↳ supernatural au, carrie au — horror, angst | 10k

when kim namjoon moves to a new town the year before graduation, the first and only thing he is told is to stay away from her.

the snow globe effect ↳ librarian au — fluff; ♡ | 10k

when a freak blizzard hits and leaves you and kim namjoon trapped in the library together on the eve of new year’s eve, you realize that when life hands you lemons, you make lemon snow cones.

park jimin

⇒ O N E S H O T S

rich kid ↳ rich kid au, college au — fluff; ⚥; ♡ | 5k

park jimin is a rich kid.

earnestly yours ↳ enemies to lovers au, actor au, high school au — fluff; ♡ | 8k

it doesn’t matter if you and park jimin hate each other’s guts, because you will always get cast opposite each other for the school’s drama productions, and you will always have to kiss.

just a little bit of love (is all you really need) ↳ gymnastics au — fluff | 5k

jimin’s something of a legend at gymnastics, but suddenly you walk in and turn his whole world upside down. quite literally, might i add.

fairytail ↳ merman au — fluff | 19k

you have a particular disdain for the beach. jimin is here to change that. oh! and he’s also a merman. so there’s that, too.

into the wilderness ↳ camp counselor au, unrequited love au, friends to lovers au— fluff | 27k

alright, so last summer’s camp was… disastrous. from the murky green showers to the wasps nests, it was all-around a bad time. but none of those things could be quite as catastrophic as the end-of-camp counselor campfire, when you told park jimin that you were in love with him. and if telling him was terrible, then seeing him again this summer, one year after your fruitless confession, just might be the death of you.

kim taehyung

⇒ O N E S H O T S

seoksanhwa ↳ prince au, joseon au, sageuk au — fluff; smut; angst; ♡ | 23k

in the game of love and war, nothing is fair.

heart is where the home is ↳ airport au, strangers to lovers au — fluff; smut | 16k

when you woke up this morning, you didn’t really picture yourself falling in love with the attractive, well-read traveller sitting next to you on the plane, but a missed connection and an alarming amount of hand-holding later, you find that you both get a lot more than what you paid for.

practice makes perfect (or at least, significantly better) ↳ punk band au — fluff | 7k

taehyung’s the drummer in a local punk band, and you’re the university’s first chair flute. this is a love story that doesn’t exactly go as planned, but then again, does anything?

tattoos together ↳ tattoo artist au — fluff | 5k

you aren’t necessarily terribly particular when it comes to tattoos, and when you arrive at your favorite tattoo parlor one day in search of a new addition, one in particular catches your eye, but more importantly, so does the artist behind its creation. and slowly, you come to realize that art does not need sentimental value to be meaningful—it just needs to be loved.

broken rings & queens and kings ↳ enemies to lovers au, royalty au, arranged marriage au — fluff; smut; angst; ♡ | 24k

to make a long, long story very, very short, you and kim taehyung have been sworn enemies ever since childhood, that is, until you find out that you’re betrothed to each other for the good of your kingdoms, and everything comes crumbling down.

victorious ↳ childhood friends to enemies to lovers au, how to train your dragon au — fluff; angst; ♡ | 21k

you’re the village’s best dragon racer, if the two years of straight victory are anything to go by. at least, until the day that kim taehyung returns and sweeps the crown right from the top of your head. you swear he’s nothing but a sleazy, obnoxious, dragon-racing jerk, but find that belief turned on its head when the two of you stumble upon a night fury in the woods, whose only chance of survival happens to be the two of you.

four weeks ↳ enemies to lovers au, roommates au, college au — fluff; angst; ♡ | 20k

four weeks. that’s how long you’re trapped on campus after missing your flight home because of a grossly overtime final. and as you’re walking around your empty campus, thinking that you could sink no lower, you find yourself alone in the art building with a certain freshman year dorm-neighbor from hell, kim taehyung. and he’s got an offer that you don’t think you can refuse: he’s staying on campus this winter break as well, and he’s happy to let you live with him.

good luck charm ↳ friends to lovers au, roommates au, actor au — fluff; angst | 11k

kim taehyung has nearly everything he’s ever dreamed of: an apartment in new york city, a lead role in an off-broadway play, and a best friend to share it with. but even still, there’s one thing missing—love. and when he goes on the hunt for it, he dots every i and crosses every t, leaves no stone unturned, but forgets to look at the person who could ever love him the most: you.

jeon jungkook

⇒ S E R I E S

fear is forever ↳ werewolf au — fluff; angst; ✓; ♡ | 10k

there’s a werewolf in that forest behind your house, they told you, and he’ll eat you before you can even beg for mercy.

➘ fear in your eyes | forever and a night

moonlight melody ↳ fake dating au, orchestra au — fluff; angst; ✓; ♡ | 50k

when your loving best friend playfully pranks you one too many times, you decide that revenge is best served hot, over a period of thirty days, and with a little extra help from the best violinist you know (sorry jimin).

➘ part one | part two

⇒ O N E S H O T S

the millionaire and his lover ↳ ceo au, friends to lovers au, fake dating au — fluff; smut; angst | 18k

over the course of your lifelong friendship with jungkook, you can’t say that you’ve ever had the greatest ideas, and a fake relationship with the boy you’ve been in love with for years is no exception.

pen pals ↳ friends to lovers au, high school au — fluff; smut | 11k

to put it simply, pretending to be jungkook’s pen pal when you were both eight just so he wouldn’t be disappointed was a bad idea, because now he’s in love with them. or, well, you, he just doesn’t know it.

long lost ↳ childhood friends au, celebrity au — fluff; angst; ♡ | 15k

jeon jungkook is famous, talented, and on the hunt for his childhood friend and first love. you are self-deprecating, a little awkward, and exactly who he’s looking for. only, there’s one (1; single, a solo) problem: he has no idea.

the wedding planners ↳ enemies to lovers au, wedding au — fluff; smut; angst; ♡ | 28k

the good thing about being your best friend’s wedding planner is that you get to watch him marry the love of his life. the bad thing? jeon jungkook.

ice prince ↳ enemies to lovers au, figure skating au — fluff; ♡ | 22k

when, due to inexplicable and total clumsiness, your reliable, talented ice dancing partner of five years breaks his leg right before the largest competition of your life, desperate times call for desperate measures. and for a brief, brief moment, you think that everything might actually end up not-that-shitty, until you find out that the aforementioned desperate measures go by the name of jeon jungkook.

the underwear thief ↳ neighbors au, college au — fluff; smut | 10k

jeon jungkook would like to make one thing very clear: it’s not his fault.

the coffee shop contract ↳ fake dating au, college au — fluff; comedy | 18k

apparently, having an instagram profile with a different girl in every picture is reason enough for your friends to strike up a deal where they’ll pay you to have a relationship. well, jeon jungkook’s no good at relationships, but a fake relationship isn’t a real relationship. is it?

if i told you ↳ friends to lovers au, college au — fluff; angst; comedy; ♡ | 22k

in order to pay for university, jeon jungkook decides to market his most valuable asset to the wealthy socialites of campus: himself. donning a suit and tie, tousled hair, and glasses (to look smarter), he becomes every rich daughter’s dream: the perfect boyfriend to bring to balls, dinners, and business gatherings. all while you watch from the sidelines, only able to dream of having that much money to buy yourself what you really want: him.

midas ↳ enemies to lovers au, ceo au, magical realism au — fluff; angst; ♡ | 32k

jeon jungkook was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and the power to turn whatever he wants into pure gold. you were born with healing and invisibility powers but without a cent to your name. so when you’re plucked off of the streets for pickpocketing and assigned to be his minder as punishment, you realize you’re going to have to overcome a lot more than class differences if either of you are going to get what you want.

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4 years ago

taehyung being relatable (tr.)

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4 years ago

BTS — Title Track Typography

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4 years ago

peripeteia | masterlist

teaser || part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13, part 14, part 15, part 16, part 17, part 18, part 19, part 20, part 21, part 22, part 23, part 24, part 25, part 26, part 27, part 28, part 29, part 30, part 31/final, epilogue

honee explains : soulmate stuff! , how the idiots came to be

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Language barrier?? Not a problem

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9 months ago

oneirophrenia. (m) pjm.

pairing: jimin x reader genre: angst, fluff, light non descriptive smut warnings: none, but shes heart wrenching folks word count: 10k

The cool white sheets between your fingers were your anchor, helping you keep your sanity at bay as the plump lips against your skin threatened to pull you further out. The slight nip of teeth on your neck only caused you to tighten your grip on the sheets and another roll of his hips allowed the moans of pleasure to escape your own lips which were already swollen from the earlier activities.

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Of Fire and Love

(Dragon! Min Yoongi x Human Reader) (ft. Baby Jungkook + Baby Dragon! Hoseok)

Summary: When Dragon Yoongi finds baby Jungkook in the wreckage of a house he burned down, he can’t bring himself to kill the child. Months after someone drops a baby at your door, you start to notice something- or someone, lurking at the edge of your farm. Why does the man you catch glimpses of have horns?

Tags: sort of medieval times, mentions of death/murder (both humans and dragons, other mentions of magical creatures, baby Jungkook domesticity, fluff, brief sickfic.

W/c: 6.8K

A/n: so here you go, baby dragon hoseok is not in this part- but he is in the next one. I love dragons! and I love yoongi! so yeah! partially inspired by comic i saw with dragon yoongi and knight hoseok so if anyone finds it please let me know!

- Though Yoongi is a Solitary dragon, he still has a fair amount of interaction with the dragon community, so when small settlements go missing, or there is an isolated attack on a nests and others of his kind are in need someone with finesse for fire breathing- Yoongi comes and helps.

- The Human vs. Dragon war is as old as time. And Yoongi is no stranger to the violence- his own family was killed hundreds of years ago by a human raid- though the war has changed since then, dragons have been pushed to the edges of the world or been made to hide in some places. There are even standing truces between some kingdoms and any dragons that might be passing through.

- He has enough interaction and care for his own kind that he cares when he finds a nest ransacked. Cursing humanity and acting instinctually, he begins to hunt the humans that have done this.

- Yoongi had tracked the scent of death to a small mountainside community- he’d flown over the old cabins and seen the fresh fletchling dragon skins hanging out to cure and started killing indiscriminately. The light of dawn was cresting over the mountains when Yoongi starts to spit his hot blue fire into the buildings.

- Yoongi walks through the wreckage of the houses he’s just burned. The rage inside of him winking out as the last life did. His long cloak rustling in the ashes as he shifts to his human form once his temper cools checking for signs of life and finding none.

- And then a high-pitched keen, crying, underneath the wreckage of a house as the rain starts up. The baby is small but healthy as Yoongi pulls him out from underneath the wreckage, with little more than a scratch on his cheek that looks a little deep and little tears beading at the edge of large brown eyes. Yoongi doesn’t know much about human children, but if he had to guess, he’s probably older than 6 months but younger than a year. Still immobile and unable to care for himself.

- There is a name embroidered on the edge of the torn red blanket that swaths the baby, half soaked with mud. ‘Jungkook’ it reads, fine bronze thread against the dull red. A first name or a last name- Yoongi doesn’t know.

- The weight of the babe calms in his arms, it starts to rain, and Yoongi finds himself curled over the tope of him and shielding his face from it. He can’t find it in himself to kill the child and save him the misery of starving to death. Despite the fact that this small family of warriors had killed countless of Yoongi’s kind and all for the more malleable young dragon skins- different than the rough hide of older dragons that could not be made into fireproof clothing- this child has done nothing, taken part in no such acts of violence.

- But the baby- Jungkook - is an unintended consequence of Yoongi’s rage, and likely- his relatives, and simultaneously Yoongi does not want him to secum to startvation like he would if yoongi left him to die and yet cannot take care of him. Yoongi is a dragon- and cannot take care of a human child.

- It almost feels like something deep within him whispers to his fire filled heart, maybe not words, but definitely, something that tells him not to leave the child to die.

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