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Caught 01

Pairings: roommate!jk x reader

Genre: fluff, awkward, slice of life, slow burn

Summary: you're continuously caught in awkward situations with your much too attractive roommate

Wc: 1K

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July 3rd

You like rain. When it’s trickling down the bus window, racing against gravity to reach the sill and collect in a delightful, reflective pool at the bottom of the glass. Or when it’s creating a numbing, gentle patter on your apartment’s roof in the middle of a snuggly night, lulling you into a gentle sleep.

You don’t like rain when the weather app said clear skies and now it’s soaking through your favorite white sundress and sandals as you trip down the sidewalk. Your purse does little to protect your hair, but you hold it hovering above you anyway, sprinting towards your building and frantically pushing in the code to open the ground floor door.

“Wait!” you shout, rushing toward the elevator just as the door inches to a close.

A large hand catches it from the inside and holds it open until you manage to slip inside.

The owner of said hand is a young man, 20’s, tall, dark hair, big eyes, thin lips, and macchiato skin. He scans your dripping wet appearance once before quickly averting his eyes.

“Thank you,” you say after catching your breath.

He simply nods and leans forward to press the button for floor 13 again. He seems to be in a bit of a rush. Just another reason you’re thankful he held the door for you, seeing as you’re about to be late yourself.

The man adjusts his grey hoodie, the umbrella hung on his wrist flopping against his ripped, dark wash jeans. You notice his eyes bouncing all over the elevator, obviously avoiding your general direction. While you don’t want to be presumptuous, it almost feels as if your presence makes him flustered.

Guys aren’t typically flustered around you. If anything, it’s the other way around. Your cheeks flush because there’s no denying this man is attractive.

Your chin drops shyly and that’s when you discover the real reason this guy also has cheeks the color of tomatoes.

Your soaked sundress has clung to your figure, every curve of your chest, waist, and hips on full, high definition display. The pretty, white, lace-detailed fabric has become almost completely transparent, the skin toned bralette and panties you strategically chose that morning proving to be an unhelpful decision.

With the grace of a giraffe on figure skates, you fumble to cover yourself with your purse, tangled, wet hair slapping your face and sticking to your heated cheeks.

He doesn’t say anything but he doesn’t have to.

With floor 13 steadily approaching, your brain finally registers that this guy is heading to the same floor as you. What a crazy, embarrassing coincidence.

You don’t recognize him though. Which is actually crazy because, while you’re not formally acquainted with all your neighbors, you know all their faces and the faces of people who come in and out on a regular basis.

But you don’t know his.

“A-Are you new? To the building, I mean,” you quickly add.

He glances to your side of the elevator at the sound of your voice, but his eyes are quick to find the rising number at the top of the door again.

“Potentially. I have an interview with a possible roommate today.”

“That’s so weird, I’m interviewing a possible roommate today too. She’s supposed to be here any minute but I’m obviously very unprepared.”

An awkward, shared chuckle somehow makes the air feel lighter. He still won’t look at you, but you’re also grateful for his gentlemanly character.

“I’m ___,” you introduce yourself kindly. If there’s a possibility this guy will be living in your building, on your floor no less, you’d like to be as neighborly as possible. One of your new year resolutions was to not be so shy meeting new people. So far, it’s working. Sort of.

He nods in your direction. “Jungkook.”

The elevator reaches floor 11.

“Nice to meet you, Jungkook. Umm, good luck on your interview.”

Floor 12.

“I-I’m in 1321 if you ever need anything. Don’t be a stranger, okay?”

“Wait, did you say 1321?”

“Yeah, why?”

“That’s the room I’m interviewing with.”

Floor 13. The doors open with a soft ding.

Jungkook doesn’t hesitate to look directly at you now, brows raised and eyes expectant.

Both of you stand in silence, your mouth open and stale while your brain works overtime to come up with a response.

“But I’m interviewing a girl.” You didn’t mean for your statement to be harsh, but the expression on Jungkook’s face tells you he’s just as caught off guard.

He clears his throat and gestures for the two of you to exit the elevator before continuing. You do, but not until he goes first. The back of you is still very much exposed and Jungkook must remember this as he takes the lead.

“I understand if you’re uncomfortable rooming with a guy. There was obviously some misunderstanding somewhere, so please don’t feel like you have to, you know. I won’t be offended.”

Jungkook makes sure to watch your eyes the whole time he speaks and nothing else. Despite you being basically naked in front of this guy, you feel a shred of your dignity may have been salvaged.

“No, it’s okay,” you say. “I can, I mean, as long as we respect each other’s space–boundaries obviously–I don’t see why it should be a problem.”

If you’re completely honest, you’re a little bit desperate at this point. Prepared to accept just about anything, your interview turning out to be a guy is actually a lot better than you were hoping for.

You’re considering revealing a little more about your situation when Jungkook confesses first.

“I’m glad to hear that because truthfully things haven’t been the easiest. I promise to follow whatever boundaries and rules there are. Thank you for having an open mind despite the circumstances.” He drops into a polite bow, a small smile spilling into the corners of his lips. It’s not creepy or forced. It’s a relieved grin.

Once again, Jungkook takes the lead with you just two steps behind, your purse still blocking your chest and tummy. Two faint shades of red have yet to leave either of your cheeks, but Jungkook seems to be having an easier time composing himself. Your heart beats like crazy as you approach your apartment.

Fumbling with your key, you open the door and welcome your potential roommate inside.

He stands there, seemingly broader and taller now that he’s in your tiny entryway, waiting for your instructions.

“Umm,” you begin, kicking off your sandals and offering Jungkook a pair of slippers, “make yourself comfortable. I’m going to take a 5 minutes shower a-and then we'll…yeah?”

“Yeah,” Jungkook immediately agrees, feigning interest in your drab colored walls. “Take your time. You must be,” he catches your gaze, “cold.”

“Right.”

“Right.”

Your bare, wet feet splatter across the hardwood, tracking water droplets all the way down the hall and into the bathroom. With a deep sigh, you lean against the door and drop your purse to the floor.

Taking a second to process what you’ve just done, you hop in the shower and try to mentally prepare yourself for what you’re about to do.

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Amour [Jungkook]

{{ noun // a love affair, usually secret; a lover }}

To love would be committing the greatest sin.

Fluff. Angel/Demon AU. 6,127 words. Song.

Catalyst Series: a collaboration with @dreamscript and @zephyoongist

Seokjin / Yoongi / Hoseok / Namjoon / Jimin / Taehyung / Jungkook

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Let’s get this straight.

You’re not an angel.

As a matter of fact, you’re quite the opposite.

And while your angelically good looks come in handy when luring unsuspecting humans to their utter demise, you’re tired of being mistaken for an angel. The nauseating pet name “angel” coming from the lips of those silly weak humans sickens you to the point where you dispose of their souls faster than you normally do. Even your mortal enemies—the actual angels—sometimes mistake you for one of their kind. And, the look of pity and slight repugnance when they realize who you actually are repulses you.

So you let off your anger through capturing more souls than your usual amount.

Normally, you like walking around in disguise and collecting the souls of unsuspecting people. It is quite fun, really, and you and Taehyung enjoy causing a traffic jam in the underworld with the growing line of souls to be sorted. Satan threatens to throw you two down to the depths of hell, but hey, you’re already in hell. Nothing can scare you now. But ever since your partner in crime discovered this revolting thing called love, you’re on your own.

And today, there’s something new and unwanted shoved into your schedule: a newbie wandering in your turf.

Slightly annoyed, you walk briskly over to him and tap him on the shoulder. “Hey, you, I’d appreciate it if you go and collect souls somewhere else.”

Startled, the boy turns around abruptly, causing his wings to fly out from his back.

Oh.

He has white feathered wings.

He’s an angel.

You hate him already.

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the habits of a broken heart.

☾ genre : soulmates au, unrequited love, art student!JK, english student!Y/N, angst, fluff, subtle enemies to lovers

☾ pairing : jeon jungkook x reader

☾ summary : jungkook and you are soulmates. so says the matching crescent moons on both your wrists. however, things are never as easy as they seem, and you are quick to learn that falling in love with someone who does not believe in love is a one-way ticket to heartbreak. 

alternatively,

“You still are, you know. Worth it.” You release a shaky breath. “But I was stupid to think that I am too.”

☾ word count: 26.3k (my biggest one yet!)

☾ author’s note: this took forever oh my gosh! i really hope you like it! it’s my first time writing such a big single piece, and trying a different style. thank you so much for your support, always! please let me know what you think ♡

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happy birthday namjoon!

leader, rapper, namjoooning, dimples. there’s so many ways to show who he is as a person.as an idol he’s down-to-earth, kind, and thoughtful.as kim namjoon, he’s a nature lover and can be shy.no matter what you are thinking about, he’s forever our boy who is an amazing person.i purple you!

"You fell in love with a romantic, so let me romance you" ahhh this line gave me butterflies. Why these things always happen in fiction and not in real life :((

pretty hallucinations (jjk)

summary: Drunk words are sober thoughts, and now Jungkook knows all of yours — even the ones about him. And you know what they say, once a secret’s out, it’s hard to take it back.

word count- 3.9k 

pairing- best friend!Jungkook x Reader

rating- PG 15

genre- f2l, idiots in love, fluff, slight angst, slight crack

warnings- reader is wasted, jungkook is a softie, SO MUCH PINING, mention of bondage and spreader bars lmfao

a.n- a birthday fic to celebrate my favourite bunny! happy birthday jk! this fic came to me after I read a scene in ten trends to seduce your best friend that had me cackling. read that book if you enjoyed this, that ones a real f2l slow burn hehe

special s/o to @daechwitatamic for beta reading, helping with the summary, and leaving the most hilarious comments on my doc haha I will cherish them forever💕

As always feedback appreciated, a reblog and a like goes a far way. Send me an ask! 💌

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The room was spinning. A kaleidoscope of colours twirling in the air and you couldn’t help the bitterness rising through you. This used to be your favourite place, a library you had created after years of collecting your favourite words. Systematically organized, it seemed now that a hurricane had passed through.

Well, after ten drinks, you were nothing less than a hurricane. Books with their once perfect spines laid dog-eared and haphazard. You couldn’t find it. Couldn’t find the perfect words for the moment. There was always supposed to be something for every emotion in your collection.

Some may think losing yourself in fictional words was cowardice, but to you it was a reprieve. Reality was boring. In the real world you were just a nerdy overgrown virgin who would never confess your feelings to a man — to the man. In reality, you would always be the girl who talked big about sex and hid behind bravado instead of ever opening yourself up to the vulnerability that came with it. The real you was a phony.

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—chapter ten: chasing pavements

this is a part of my an ode to a broken heart drabble series.

pairing: jeon jungkook/reader

genre: unrequited love, best friends to (?), heavy angst, smut

word count: 2k

summary: august slips away like a moment in time. slowly, day after another. a story of love that never meant to be. 

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a/n: sorry for the delay, my loves. i was going through some writer’s block lately and didn’t really have any energy to write but i’m over it now, so here’s a new chapter. prepare tissues :)

If you could use just two words to describe what is it like to be in love with Jeon Jungkook, you’d say it’s like chasing pavements. Fruitless activity, trying to achieve something destined to failure, a result of your blind hope, and perhaps foolishness.

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That was intense and sharp. And the twist... Ahhh *chef's kiss*

Stressed and Pressed | JJK

Pairings: Jungkook x Reader

Rating: 18+ / Mature / Explicit

Synopsis: The job search is already frustrating enough. Preparing for the interviews. Anxiously waiting for callbacks. You really don’t need this smartass competing for the same job and pressing your buttons. Perhaps the most frustrating thing, though, is that you can’t stop imagining what it would be like to have him pressing other kinds of buttons instead… 

Word Count: 4.9k

Genres, Content Warnings, & Themes: office worker!au, strangers to lovers, enemies to lovers, graphic language, smut (public sex, fingering [female receiving])

Author’s Note: For dear Roomie’s / @mochilatae​​’s ask! Sorry this is so late. Furthering the dom!JK agenda. Hope you enjoy!

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from the depths

you’ve spent years sailing the Mediterranean hoping to come across the ethereal creature that saved you from a shipwreck as a child, but being forced to accept your suitor’s marriage proposal makes you abandon all hope. it is when you’re headed to your new home that you meet Jungkook again.

pairing: siren!jungkook x human!reader genre: historical/fantasy au, angst, fluff word count: 6.9k warnings: minor character death, blood licking, reader and her mum kinda find the shipwreck triggering, period-typical sexism, YEARNING, koo is bioluminescent :o, talk of animal hunting, cliff jumping. author’s note: i never thought i’d write a siren au and much less be happy with the result but here we are! pls ignore the header tho, it’s so ugly😔

1727, the Mediterranean

You stepped on a ship for the first time at the age of ten, the occasion being a visit to some distant relatives. It was to be a short trip, just a few days spent on open sea, but nevertheless you were thrilled.

To be drifted by the gentle waves and a nice breeze towards your destination instead of driven through the bumpiest roads while sat inside an uncomfortable carriage felt like a reward, even if you hadn’t done anything to earn it—you had subjected your parents to endless pleas about changing the travel route for months, but that likely didn’t have anything to do with it…

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first drawing with my ipad *breakdances*