Jungkook: Namjoon-hyung, I’m Out To Lunch. If The Sims Trapped In Their Bedroom Finally Fall In Love

will you be gone? ~ ksj

✉ summary : in which, a single mother tries desperately to find friends for her son (that are his own age), and in the midst of her search, finds five exceptional babysitters, a soulmate, and perhaps something more?

✉ pairings : ceo!seokjin x single mom!reader 

✉ a/n : hello! welcome to my new smau :) please don’t be afraid to comment or anything!! i love hearing your thoughts! thank you!! 🖤

✉️ masterlist

teaser

introductions

introductions

one: a flaw in our plan

two: “choke.”

three: let the games begin

four: you’re breaking up with us?

five: gawking at n*mjoon

six: beefing with a three year old

seven: HE?!🤢 or he🤤

eight: the duality🙈💖

nine: i’m here to stay

ten: oh wow..

eleven: from a guy🤢

twelve: yoongi’s anger issues

thirteen: we’re all in this together

fourteen: i have you now

fifteen: my eye is twitching

sixteen: see you guys soon~ 💜

seventeen: who hurt you yn

eighteen: you’re a vampire?!

— bonus: eighteen point five: brunch w taehyung

nineteen: boutta be lit

twenty: just us two?

twenty one: Smoking Hot

twenty two: date 19

twenty three: my beach babies

the end <3

maybe a lwh drabble of jk taking care of and pampering oc ? like her saying she wants to relax and he’s right at her door with things to have a little spa date with her

In all honesty, when you texted Jungkook complaining about that were extremely exhausted from work today, you had not expected him to show up at your door with a little bag and the sweetest smile on his lips, telling you that he wanted to help you relax.

But here you are, standing in your bathroom because Jungkook has bought your favourite peel off face mask and ordered you to sit on the edge of the bathtub to put it on your face.

"Where's the pink thing that keeps your hair from your face?" Jungkook asks, examining the inside of the first drawer he opened.

"Second drawer."

After fishing the pink headband with a bowknot from the drawer he carefully puts it on your head.

You hand him your face mask brush and Jungkook dips it into the soft mass to apply it to your skin.

"Be careful of my eyebrows," you tell him, watching his concentrated face that is just mere inches away from yours.

"Mhm," he hums, softly tilting your face with his index finger under your chin.

When Jungkook's tongue peeks out, touching his lips piercing because he is so caught up in covering your skin with the paste, you start to giggle.

"What?" he asks, a weak frown on his face.

"I just think you're putting too much effort in this."

"Be grateful. This is JK's spa salon's special treatment. The salon is not often open. Many wish to get an appointment like this."

You giggle. "Then, am I going to get treated like a princess today?"

"That's the whole point," Jungkook rolls his eyes. "Done," he says, after brushing over your cheek for a last time. "Now let's go to the living room for a massage."

Just hearing the word massage is almost making you moan out loud.

"But wait." You stand up, grabbing his wrist. "Lemme put some on you too."

"Fine," he answers.

You open the second drawer again, pulling out the same headband you're wearing, only it's a soft blue one.

"Oh, I don't need one." Jungkook pushes away your hand.

"Your hair's in the way tho."

"I can just use my hand."

You ignore him and drape the headband over his head.

He heaves a long sigh but nevertheless, he lets you do whatever you want.

Grabbing the brush from his hand you place your hand on his shoulder, standing on your tip toes to reach his face. Jungkook leans down to make it easier for you.

"I hate you for having clear skin without even taking care of it."

"I do put on some sheets masks, tho."

"That's like the bare minimum," you huff. "I have a whole five step skincare routine and still don't have as clear skin as you have."

Jungkook has to bite back a smile.

And for the next few minutes you just enjoy applying the peel off mask on his handsome face.

~

"Gimme your hair tie."

You pull it off your wrist, handing it back to Jungkook.

You're sitting on the carpet, between Jungkook's legs who sits on the couch behind you.

Jungkook gathers your hair. You don't know why and how, but the feeling of his fingers in your hair relaxes you more than anything else.

You feel him pull and twist your hair before he ties a weirdly shaped bun on top of your head. You don't want to know how ridiculous his messy bun looks on you right now. At least he tried.

"Could've just asked me," you tell him.

"Shhh," he says. "Now it's time for you to relax."

"Can you play with my hair after this, though? I like when you do that."

"Of course, baby."

As soon as you feel his big hands on your shoulders, your eyes close and a relieved sigh escapes your lips. This is all you needed.

"Feels good," you mumble, head hanging low. He hums softly behind you as if he already knows.

"Had a lot going on today?" he asks.

"I don't think I've ever seen so many people at the coffee shop."

"Poor baby," he coos, kneading your tense flesh between his hands. "I don't know what they're called but I bought some fancy looking face rollers at the store."

You gasp. "You mean jade rollers?"

"I guess. Thought we could use it after the masks."

"I'd love to."

"And I also bought cookies at the store."

"Oh my God," you whisper, partly because you're obsessed with the cookies from the store and partly because Jungkook just found a sore place on your back. "I love you."

You wait a few second, but Jungkook doesn't say anything.

"Hey." You turn to him. "You're supposed to say it back." You try to scowl, despite the dry mask on your face.

Jungkook smiles, leaning down to peck your temple. "I love you."

Satisfied, you turn around again.

this was so wholesome

hoseok’s biggest fan, taehyung 🥺

long way home 10 | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 1.5k

genre: dilf!jungkook, friends to lovers

rating: pg

warnings: they're just disgustingly sweet in this one i wanna cry, they talk about period?

summary: the one where you're reminded why you love jungkook so much.

a/n: this left me craving for some chocolate cake 🥴

chapters: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 |

masterlist | long way home masterlist

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"Jungkook," you whine.

"Y/n."

Your chest heavily rises up and down, partly because you've been quarreling with Jungkook for a good ten minutes and partly because the whiff you get from Jungkook's laundry detergent - because he's hovering over you - makes you dizzy in the head.

"Please?" you try again, looking at him with innocent eyes.

"Give me the remote."

"No."

"Y/n." The demanding cadency of his voice sends little shivers down your spine. You slide further down the couch till you're fully laying on your back. Both arms still behind your back to hide the remote from him.

"I don't wanna watch an action movie," you sulk.

"And I don't wanna watch a sappy k-drama."

"We won't be watching a sappy k-drama."

He rolls his eyes, followed by a groan right after. "All k-dramas are sappy."

"They're not!"

"Baby, please," he says. Jungkook nuzzles his head between your shoulder and neck. His arms are caging your head between them.

"But it's my birthday." You let both your arms come out from behind your back, the remote still uncomfortably laying between your spine and the couch. Your fingers naturally comb through his fluffy dark hair.

"Technically, it was yesterday." His mumbling against your neck has you biting your lip for a moment. His hands find your waist and you feel his fingers slowly trying to reach under your back.

You bend your leg and kick him on his tummy with your knee. "Don't you fucking dare," you snap, hands wrapped around his wrists to stop him.

Raising his head from your neck he looks down at you with a glower.

"Don't look at me like that," you huff. "I wanna watch Vincenzo. And it won't be sappy at all! It's about mafia and...well, I don't know much about it except that Song Joong-ki plays the lead role. You'll probably end up liking it too." You can't stop yourself from reaching for Jungkook's mouth and thumbing his bottom lip. You play with his lip piercing for a couple of seconds, staring at with fascination like you've never seen it before.

Jungkook sighs. "Fine."

You smile at your win. Jungkook pushes himself off the couch. Just when you're sitting up too and type the name of the drama into the TV, Nabi suddenly starts wailing in the nursery room.

Jungkook gets up without a word. Before he enters her nursery you hear him say, "Did my little butterfly wake up, hm?"

He walks out with Nabi hugging his side a few seconds later. "It's dinner time for miss Nabi now," Jungkook announces a he walks past you with Nabi, who has crocodile tears running down her chubby cheeks and little sniffles escaping her lips.

You grow soft for a second before you jump up and follow them to the kitchen.

"I'm hungry too," you say.

With still a pout visible on her lips, Nabi stretches her arms out for you.

A smile appears on your face and you take her in your arms. Now that Jungkook has his hands free, he opens a cabinet and pulls out a glass jar of baby food.

"But we just had burgers?" Jungkook replies confused.

It has probably been only two hours since you've had burgers at that new place that Jungkook was so excited to try out.

"I know. I'm just craving some chocolate right now." You open up the drawer where he stores all of his snacks inside.

"I dunno if I have any left," Jungkook mumbles, too occupied with preparing Nabi's food.

"Oh, what's that?" you ask as something that has chocolate on the package peaks your interest. But as you bring it closer to study it you realise that it's mint chocolate. You scrunch up your nose. "Ew." You put it back into the drawer. "Can you believe that your dada eats something like that, Nabi? He's so weird, isn't he?"

"People who dislike mint chocolate are the weird ones."

"Jungkook, you need to go grocery shopping. Your snacks are very disappointing. There's no chocolate." You close the drawer with a huff.

"I had planned to go grocery shopping tomorrow," he tells you. "Why are you so keen to eat chocolate now anyway?"

"Got my period today," you mutter as you walk past him to get to the refrigerator.

"What?" Jungkook turns to you, eyes big. "Are you okay?"

You nod, opening the refrigerator door to scan the food inside.

"Really? I can get you some pain killers? A heat pad? Want me to go the the convenience store real quick and get you some chocolate?"

His caringness coaxes a smile on your lips. "No need to. I'm actually doing fine this time around." No cramps, no aching back, no sensitive boobs. The only symptom you're suffering from is your craving for chocolate.

"No cramps?" he inquires.

"Uh-huh."

There's still concern lingering in Jungkook's eyes when you take a quick look at him. "I can make some popcorn if you'd like."

"Sounds good."

Nabi plays with your hair while you continue to examine the contents of the refrigerator.

You gasp when your eyes land on a piece of cake. "The cake!" you exclaim, your greedy hand immediately reaching for it.

"Right. I totally forgot about it."

The waitress mistook Jungkook and you for a couple and gave the both of you a piece of a chocolate cake to share. You both were too full to even have a bite, so Jungkook asked to get it boxed up. This wasn't the first time someone had misjudged Jungkook and you for a couple, but it was still awkward.

You sit down the kitchen table with your cake and a fork.

It doesn't need much longer till Nabi's food is ready. You feed her while eating too and Jungkook is busy making popcorn.

"You know, your life would be much easier with a microwave," you observe as you watch Jungkook standing in front of the closed pot with the popcorn inside.

"Microwaves are harmful."

"But imagine how fast it could heat up your food?"

"I'm not getting one."

"You could save so much time not having to put Nabi's food in a water bath every time."

"I can wait 5 minutes."

"But can Nabi?"

"Nabi isn't a glutton. She can wait."

"Wouldn't agree with that," you say as you watch Nabi dip her fingers into the glass jar.

Jungkook turns around. You can see the exact moment when crease between his eyebrows vanishes and a faint smile tugs on his lips as he takes in the sight of Nabi messily trying to eat more of her food.

He walks toward her, probably wanting to help to clean her up, but then he hears it pop on the stove and immediately spins around.

"Please don't burn the kitchen down." You take a few tissues from the table and wipe Nabi's tiny fingers clean with it.

"I've got this!" A few seconds pass before Jungkook says, "Can I ask you something?"

"Yeah." You give Nabi a spoonful of food before you let yourself eat some of the cake.

"What's going on between Jimin and you?" He looks over his shoulder, a solemn expression on his face.

"We're friends," you shrug. You knew he was going to mention Jimin at one point. You weren't exactly sure when though.

"Friends?"

"Yes, friends. Why?"

Now he's the one that shrugs. "Just asking. Didn't look like friends to me yesterday, that's all."

Well, that's because he didn't know what had happened before, but you don't feel like explaining either. You also don't feel like telling him that you made out with Jimin again yesterday night. Maybe some other time.

"He is nice though. I don't get why you don't like him."

"I do like him. When have I ever said that I don't?"

"I can tell when you don't like someone."

"I don't have anything against him," he presses.

"Okay, if you say so." You don't want to argue with him so you change the topic. "Hey, do you still have the party hat that you put on Nabi yesterday?" you ask.

"Yeah, why?"

"Wanna take a picture with Nabi wearing it and send it to my mum."

"Sure, I'll give it to you later."

Once the popcorn is done you three are back in the living room, watching the k-drama that you had picked out for the night. Nabi is laying on Jungkook's chest with her back and a pacifier in her mouth. You've got your leg thrown over his lap, hugging his arm and resting your head on his shoulder. You love to cuddle with them, it feels safe and comforting.

"You sure you're okay?" Jungkook's hands moves to your tummy, patting it gently.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

"Good," he says, but doesn't stop to softly rub his hand at the place just beneath your tummy.

Jungkook only leans back satisfied after he gives Nabi and you a kiss on the temple.

You smile, snuggling closer to him.

This, you think. This is what love feels like.

nothing just vminjoon interrupting each other

Heartbeat (m) : Series Masterpost

➣ When you put out a roommates ad for your newly purchased house, the only requirement you set out had been cleanliness. The last thing you’d expected was for the 7 most eligible bachelors of your university to come calling.

Throw in school, crazy fan girls and the most sought for men suddenly chasing after you with heart eyes, comes a college experience of a lifetime. Would it be so wrong to want them all?

➣ The Peppermint Mocha prequel (recommended read but not necessary)

➣ OT7/Reader, poly BTS

➣ Uni/College AU, friends to lovers AU, childhood friends AU, smut, angst, fluff (the holy trio), sub bts (yes), horny bts (like, all the time), multiple threesomes and several orgies (i’m sorry)

handcrafted | they needed a place to stay. you needed money. you are so fucking screwed. they want you to screw them instead.

white chocolate (m) | how is it they know you so well already?

cold brew (m) | this is a dangerous game. and you refuse to lose.

cookie crumble (m) | he’s not a kid anymore. oh fuck.

caramel macchiato (m) | he frustrates you. so you take his virginity against the wall. okay, yeah, you were being hasty. oops.

dark roast (m) | you change your phone number for the fifth time this semester and you’re just so stressed and now he’s on his knees.

chai tea (m) | they lied. you punish them, but it only leaves you emptier.

pumpkin spice (m) | they’re so fucking sorry.

green tea (m) | who said you had to choose?

pink (m) | let’s stay like this forever.

hey do you have a tumblr

no sorry

get to know me meme: bts edition

[3/5] bias wreckers - park jimin

florescence | vi

❀ — pairing: taehyung x reader x seokjin ❀ — genre: hybrid au, hybrid tae, hybrid jin, poly au, fluff, smut (future), angst ❀ — words: 4.9k+ ❀ — rating: sfw…ish? ❀ — warnings: everything is smoothing over…. and now that angst is out of the way, oc is having to deal with some thoughts that now have the time to rise to the surface. so um. hickeys and also an almost risque dream ❀ — notes: happy birthday to me!!! i hope u enjoy this!!! every chapter we get closer and closer to the heat!!!!!!

Okay, so maybe you’re lonely, and maybe there is something missing in your life, a void that you maybe want to fill with a companion that may or may not be of human origin… You’re perfectly content not doing anything about it though, until your best friend calls you in desperate need for your help and you suddenly end up coming home with not one, but two hybrids that may or may not have been on the way to the chopping block had you not taken them in. They’re more than a little rough around the edges, and the situation is less than ideal but… maybe the best things don’t always come in perfect, shiny packages. Maybe they just need a little time to bloom.

— posted; 30.03.2020 // masterlist || prev. | next.

It seems that for all your many efforts over the weeks in reassuring the two hybrids that they’re wanted by you and that they can settle down and make this their home, it doesn’t really sink in until after the night you let them scent you.

Which, of course, makes sense considering that was what was making them unsettled in the first place. You knew that letting them do that would return their behaviour to normal, but you weren’t expecting that in the process it would also do a complete one-eighty.

It’s like a switch has been flipped.

The first thing you notice, is that when you all head to bed and you enter your room, closing the door behind you, they seem to hover outside of it for a moment before continuing to their own room. Now, the old you would be thinking why? But! This is the new you, the new-and-improved y/n who knows how to use google when she should! And since you’ve been referring to google and the more trustworthy sites you’ve found, you know that they’re probably battling the urge to be closer to you.

What you mean by that, is that you read that more often than not hybrids prefer to be as close to their owners as possible at all times—and this can also mean that they want to sleep in the same room. It soothes an instinctual part of them, apparently. You can understand it, plus, if you’re being honest…. You’re not as opposed as you should be.

The idea of getting to cuddle with them while you sleep makes you feel warm and gooey inside, but the thing is that after the way things were hinted to be going the other night… you kind of have to chase off more than inappropriate thoughts every time you think about it. You can’t help it! They’re both handsome, sweet boys, and—

You’re gonna stop yourself there.

“I’m home!”

You call out as soon as you enter through the door, an unnecessary act considering they could probably hear you all the way down the street if they really tried. Still, it’s habit. You used to yell it even when no one was here, because it made you feel less lonely. Kind of sad, now you think about it. You hum, reaching the bench and placing your things down on top of the counter.

You’re startled into yelping when thick arms slip around your waist, heat pressing against your back and a face mushing into your neck. The lack of whining tells you it’s Taehyung that has reached you first today, eager to cuddle close until every trace of any other hybrid’s scent is gone. They’ve taken to doing this every time you get home—at first you wanted to protest, since they barely let you get five steps through the door before accosting you, but after seeing how pleased and content they look after, you couldn’t be mad at them for it even if you wanted to.

“Tae,” you hum, reaching up to run your fingers through his hair; your nails run against the back of his ear by accident and something akin to a purr thrums through his chest. He presses his lips to the junction of your neck before nipping it lightly in greeting, arms tightening around your waist fractionally. “I missed you too.”

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