RM X GQ Behind

RM x GQ behind

Our little wife

The adrenaline of the past (BS)

Being Korea's deadliest kingpins made seven men into untouchable demons yet their little wife is made out of sugar and spice?

Mafia! BTS X Chubby! Reader

Angst, Infidelity, and Fluff

Your not that useless…I guess Ch 2

The Kim residence is a mystery to most but to those nosy soccer moms. There was gossip about a good sum of handsome gentlemen residing in the rather large dwelling. However, no one has any actual proof. Well, until she tagged along. A pretty little thing with eyes that shimmer like gems and a smile that could make any man weak to their knees.

Her innocent charm enchanted the youngest of the Kim family. Jungkook, age nineteenth at the time, fell head over heels for the naive angel. Pain, lies, and deception encased him in an airtight bubble since his youth, yet the slightest gentlest poke disappeared by your cute chubby fingertips. Bonded by his love of sweets your two fates clashed into one at a local bakery.

" Kookie! " she waved him down from their favorite booth in the back even though the little lady would desire the window view. Maybe his skin is sensitive to harsh sunlight.

"Creampuff." At first, the nickname caught you by surprise, but you grew the love it.

How could an outfit as plain as a White V-neck shirt and jeans make him a walking dream?Not to mention, his right side was newly decorated to his liking.

" You cut your hair." She admired his locks. "and you got new tattoos." She can't resist touching the permanent artwork on his bicep.

Jungkook hid his ears. “It's nothing. It's nothing-What about you? You look beautiful.”

You blocked his sight of your face with your sun hat. In Jungkook’s words- in his head. Just calling you beautiful doesn’t serve you Justice. It's going to sound cheesy, he can't imagine his world without you.... or his dear husbands at home.

...

You have to remember where most people would have common sense in our dear lady was none the wiser. A perfect example, Jungkook The devil haven't had the opportunity to mention his sweetheart to well his - sweethearts, his frequent absence raise suspicious, The accusations were casted out after a simple explanation from JungKook. Of course, he fibbed. He just needed more time. However, one day his time ran out when he fell and was on bed rest. While being babied at home,Jungkook unaware his doom rounding the corner.

Yn's heels clicked down the sidewalk to Jungkook's front door with only good intentions. The door swing open before she had the chance to knock she was met eye level with a buff chest.

" I'm headed out for a jog, Jagiya!"

" Ok,be back in time for lunch,Joonie"

Maybe, this is the wrong address. She attempted to step back not realizing she's on the edge of the stairs. She would have been terribly injured if i it wasn't for Joonie quick wits. He pulled her to safety.

" Are you lost, Miss?" his eyes were just plain brown, yet she felt as if she were melting.

He was Tall, Dark, and beyond handsome. His hair was boldly short, an underrated hairstyle on this side of the hemisphere, and he had meat on his bones. He and Kookie must workout together?

She snapped back to earth when he cleared his throat. " I'm sorry to be a bother, but does my Jungkookie live here.”

Naturally, The word “My.” following Jungkook’s name was appalling to Joonie despite holding his tongue. “Kookie?” You didn't seem like the type to start trouble observing from your cherry pop lunch bag, probably to aid his ill husband.

“Yes.” She nodded, respectfully. “He’s sick and made lunch some food that might help.”

Nevertheless, Joonie was already hot on the Jungkook's trail of lies, He just needed proof, and lord beholds, she was delivered right to their doorstep.

His Mistress, The pretty little homewrecker who's daring enough to even home to their home!

“Yes. He is-Please come in.” Joonie welcomed you with a plastic smile.

.....

He wanted to protect her at all costs! She's only been there for five minutes; seeing the world through her eyes melted his heart. She's so innocent, blind to the cruel world he was raised in.

She wasn't part of Jungkook's infidelity, merely an unwilling pawn who fell for him. Joonie had no choice but tell her the truth.

“You're his husband!?” She gasped. “I’m so sorry; I didn't know he was married-if. I did-I wouldn't have-I couldn't have.” Tears rolled down her cheeks.

Joonie found it irresistible to deny her comfort. He switched couches and gently brought her into an embrace. “ It's okay. Don't cry, Miss.” He cooed.

She smells sweet. Joonie's mind roamed as her tears soaked his favorite sportswear shirt.

“Joonie, I'm headed out for more cough drops.”

Just in the nick of time, Jungkook dumbfoundedly stood in the living room. This heart sunk into his stomach seeing you in tears in his husband's arms and Joonie's stare burning a hole in his face.

“You!” You cried, marching in Jungkook's space. “ You-! You're married!? And to think I loved you with all my heart. When your nothing but a two-faced... Bastard!”

Slap!

Jungkook's cheek burned hot red, and her handprint marked his cheek.

She closed the front door with a slam!

...........To be Continue

The Handsome Bandit

Steal from the rich and give to poor, does this include wives? While holding a evil billionaire’s wife for ransom, Our man of the hour begins to fall for the beautiful captive.

Bandit! Kim Taehyung x Housewife! Chubby reader

Harsh Language, Cheeky Taehyung, Sassy Reader, Stealing hearts , Kidnapping, Mild Violence, Angst, Betrayal and Slight Humor.

It's pushing midnight. Ugh! He promised me He wouldn't be late.

Aw! It's gorgeous tonight too. So much for "Date Night." Is it too much to ask for an adventure under the stars with the one you love? Apparently, It's as if I'm asking my celebrity crush to marry me and He's been dead for years so that's out the window. Guess It's the basic trio again; Me, Myself, and I...Oh, look who just arrived my special friend, Food-

" No, I must hold out until He gets home." but honestly who knows when He will show his face again. One time, He come back until mid-morning two days later.

"Yea, Screw it."

Crash!

Immediately, You took shelter under the kitchen island. You can't focus on hearing the intruder's footsteps, Your heart was beating too fast...As matter of a fact, It was dead silent,

Maybe it was just a stupid kid who ball scattered the window and not a creep coming to collect my organs.

You had a hunch the paranoia wasn't unnecessary yet you proceeded out of your hiding spot...and remarkably your insinuations were proven wrong with the visible evidence of a simple accident. A baseball, Glass, Giant footprint- Wait?!

"I'm sorry about this, Love."

You let a blood-curdling cry as your vision was reduced to pitch-black. A couple of minutes later, You woke up to the same emptiness-However two new additions emerged to your list of problems; You were bound and gagged.

“ I thought you said you only take expensive valuables! You know diamonds, Gems-not a woman!” The voice sound like an older gentleman; He spoke with a British accent that of the blue blood ages. “ Out of all the treasures in that devil’s mansion, You took this wife?! For god sake’s, man, What were you thinking!?”

Though your eyesight is constricted, the person to whom the man was fussing burned a hole through the blank fold.

“Listen, I have no intentions of harming her but I don’t know how else to take this bastard down-My only decision was to play dirty.”

The man huffed still not convinced. “ Well, Whatever your planing ensure not a hair is out of place on Mrs. Pendragon’s head! Or it’s your head!”

Slam!

“Alright, Mrs. Pendragon, like I said no harm will come to you if.. you behave.” His titter was a slap in the face along with a minty scent but nothing prepared you for the unveiling of your kidnapper.

You're eyes met a handsome young man probably edging in his late twenties. He smirked at your expression. " Remember you're married.”

He earned a scoffed out of you.

Choosing to not acknowledge his over self-flattery, instead, you asked. “ Why are you doing this?.. What do you expect to gain?”

“I want leverage-it’s playing dirty but it’s fair when it comes to men like your husband.” He explained, popping your personal space bubble. “ Mrs. Pendragon, You might not have the slightest clue as to who your husband really is-Hell, I’ll put money on you not even knowing his line of work.”

He got you there. You could only assume your hubby works in an office environment by his suit and tie uniform.

“You’re cute speechless.” He grinned.

“I wish I could say the same for you-“

Your sassy remark was cut short when his large hand squeezed your cheeks quite unpleasantly. “ Watch your mouth or I’ll-.” He bared in his teeth at you.

“ What do you think you're doing?!” The round man has returned this time with a gray briefcase. “Get your filthy hands off her.” He was quick to snatch the man by the collar. “ Do you not understand if there is a scratch on her we are as good as dead?! An eyelash from her cost more than the two of us combined!”

The bastard rolled his eyes as the round man rushed to your aid. " I'm very sorry about Mr. Kim, I guess where he comes from people lack in manners."

Kim?

"Listen, Mr.-?"

"Jonathan. Miss, Jonathan Clementine." Jonathan gently laid a kiss on your knuckles.

"Mr.Jonathan, Like I told the brute- I don't know what your taking to gain? My hubby hardly ever comes home he usually stays at the hotel across the street from his work. If you think I'm his main priority you would be wrong." You confessed yet you didn't seem upset by the truth this fact rubbed Mr.Kim the wrong way.

"Are you telling me He wouldn't give a damn if you were gone?!"

"No, More like he wouldn't notice right away."

"You got to be kidding me?! If I had a plump gorgeous lover at home like you, I would be running home."

Your face can't help but heat up at his forward remarks.

🌺 The Flower Boys🌺

Chapter Two: Namjoon The Bookworm

You, him, And his Brothers?! An arrange marriage wife gets more than handful dealing with a witty handsome husband and his gangs of flowers.

Heir's Grandson! Ot7 x Chubby! Reader

Marriage Au, Kdrama Vibes, Strong Language, Hide your hearts because Namjoon ready to steal, Cheesy Romance

In South Korea, They call pretty men flowers.🌸

Run Away Bride.I -

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"I understand that you don't want to marry me but it's dangerous roaming these streets like a stray kitten." Namjoon actually smiled at the sight of you. "Hop on."

“No.” What a short and sweet answer. You thought you were able to stroll on your way to nowhere but that ‘No.’ didn't satisfy Namjoon’s sweet tooth.

“Fiesty little thing.” He mumbles before this time blocking your path with his motorcycle. “ Your family is worried about you-”

“No, they're not, well at least not my father. mother maybe...” You rolled your eyes.

“Yn, Be rational-”

“Don’t say my name as if you know me.” You snapped at Namjoon and carried on to your destination to nowhere.

“Wait. Wait” Namjoon grabbed hold of Yn’s forearm.

“Don’t touch me-“

“Please Yn, Please listen to me. I have a morbid understanding of arranged marriages; how outrageous and unjust they are but as for you walking without a destination is out of the question.”

Namjoon scolding seemed to do the trick. His silver tongue convinced you your night would be safer in his care.

“Are you hungry?” This question leads up to both eyeing down a menu at a popular American-inspired diner-it’s quite popular with the residents due to the foreign experience and food.

Namjoon took the privilege of ordering for you claiming their pancakes are a taste of heaven on earth. You didn't care enough to engage in the conversation when he brought up his childhood reason for loving the place.

“Oh, She’s a bride.”

“How pretty!”

“She looks foreign-Did you think she’s a princess?” A couple of high school girls gossiped the next booth over. Expressing their fairy tale dreams of getting wedded to their soul mate.

No doubt from an outsider's perspective The two of you look like a couple of star-crossed lovers who ditch their wedding to be alone yet that couldn’t be further from the truth.

“ Here, You go.” The Waitress’s expression was over the moon it was plain to see she’s a sucker for romance.

Namjoon frowned his brows. “I’m sorry, We did order yet.”

"The chef made this special for you two, Mr. Kim, as a celebration for your wedding." She gushed. "May I say you have the prettiest wife?" She whispered to Namjoon but obliviously you are in earshot.

"She is breathtaking, isn't she?" Namjoon shot up his brow, A strange habit you noted since you meet him earlier this morning.

The waitress agreed with a giggle before backing away to return to work.

“Just because I’m sitting here. Doesn’t mean anything.. You haven’t won.”

Namjoon didn't show much interest in your sour attitude. He merely shrugged. “Again, I'm not your enemy-I brought you because I was worried about you walking around at night by yourself.” He explained.

“Then you would have no problem finding me a place to stay.”

By no means does Namjoon owe you anything but behind your saucy behavior was just a plea for help and your cunning fianée knew it.

“Of course.”

“Wait-Really?” Keeping the tough attitude stride strong was different after Namjoon agreed to your terms. You didn’t expect him to actually indulge let alone oblige!

“If-”

Damn, Celebrated too quickly.

“ If you do me a small favor.” A sly grin hid in the corner of his mouth.

My, My look at how the tables have turned. “And what would that be?”

……..

“My Father’s library?”

“The lights are off,” Namjoon said in dismay.

“I know the passcode to the lock. I could just open it for you.” You were about to do so before Namjoon pulled you away by your hand.

“That’s breaking and entering,” Namjoon warned.

“ I don’t think my father would mind and I’m not breaking anything so I’m just entering plus whatever you want is in there and deals a deal.” You clarified, punching in the code.

You caught the shimmer in Namjoon’s eyes like this place was a type of paradise, making you raise the question. “ What are you looking for?” You got off your aching feet watching Namjoon scramble and search through millions of bookcases.

“Oh.” He paused, reaching into his waistcoat pocket to retrieve a pair of circular spectacles. Namjoon took a breath of satisfaction. “Much better.” For a reason, even I’m not quite sure, Namjoon held his stare towards you, maintaining it until he stood in front of your seated figure.

You opened your mouth to speak but he beat you to the punch, kneeling down before you. “ You must be chilly,” He wrapped his coat around your shoulders. “You’re stunning with and without my glasses.” He mumbled.

Speechless, You ogled his thick muscles as he continued his search. Fifteen-minute flew by and so did your will to stay awake. You woke up to movement but not your own as if you were resting on something-someone.

Your lashes fluttered open to Namjoon’s hands holding an open book, He hummed a soft tune while flipping the pages.

Your head was on his shoulder, honestly, you could stay like this forever but you held up your end of the bargain now it’s time to hold up his.

“Did you find what you were looking for?”

Namjoon jumped a bit. “Oh, I thought you were still asleep, I didn’t want to wake you, and yes.”

“What’s so important about this book?”

“It's rare. Only a few exist in Korea. I searched up and low but to no avail and this library was my last chance to maybe find it.” He smiled putting his dimples on display. “ Thank you, Yn.”

You didn't realize how close you were until the tip of his nose touched yours.

“Pretty..” The words slipped off your tongue as you got lost in Namjoon’s big brown orbs.

“Excuse me?” He chuckled, knowing full well what you said.

“You're Welcome! That's what I said!-now, it’s time to fly the coop.” You stood.

Namjoon did the same. “Of course, Let’s go.”

9:56 PM, At The Lotte Hotel Seoul

“Woah, This place is beautiful.”

“Let’s get you in before anyone sees you,” Namjoon took your hand in his large one and rushed in.

….

Namjoon bid his farewell to you rapidly not wanting to blow your cover. “ I gave you my number just in case you find yourself in danger.”

You sighed about this entire day, sliding down into the soothing bubbly bathwater, You can’t help but think about Namjoon’s kindness even when you were acting all tough with him….and he’s very pretty with cute eyes, deep dimples, muscles-

You squeaked when his smile popped up in your head. Goodness, You could feel your cheeks overheating.

“No!” You slam your fist making a loud splash. “ You will not fall for him. What is this some cheesy drama?! I probably will never see him or his family again anyway.”

a LOOK

Mrs. Jeon

My Little Liar

One nightstand gone Marriage!? The past catches up with Yn when her head over heels husband finds his lost bride and will keep her by any means necessary.

Yandere Idol! Jungkook x Chubby! Reader

Use of Alcohol, Strong Language, Toxic Behavior, Jealousy, and Denial

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You're Mine (Vol.7)- Cherry panties (Vol.9)

The beautiful choirs of the morning birds woke the sleepy individuals spread about the living room. Today is a special day. It's the day where BTS is no longer idols for a day but ordinary people, yep, which means no dispatch, no dance rehearsals, practice-nothing!

It's a BTS field day.

“Where should we go today?”

Namjoon had his heart set on the newly built library for some time now. However, Yoongi was in dire need of whiskey (He's on his last bottle.), Hoseok wanted to check the market, Seokjin heard there's a delicious buffet nearby, Taehyung and Jimin saw an old-fashioned arcade a little way from here, and Jungkook-

?...Jungkook?

The bunny stared off into space...which is nothing out of the ordinary but usually, He looks up at the ceiling, yet this time his doe eyes never left the staircase.

“Do you think she's awake?” He asked softly.

Hoseok groaned. “ He's a lost cause.”

“He’s always been one, to be fair,” Yoongi mumbled, snipping his coffee.

Jimin throws a suggestion. “ There's a local picnic area- I saw it when we arrived here. How about a picnic?”

The idea wasn't half bad; as a matter of fact, The plan for the evening was already in motion. Jin handled the food, Namjoon took the opportunity to check out the novel he had his heart set on, Yoongi aided Jin,

Hoseok rounded up all the entertainment while putting his faith in the two youngest to follow his direction keep guard on Jungkook.

“Is Yn coming along?” Jin asked. “ If so, I'm making desserts too. She will love my dasiks.” Jin sort of relishes having you as a house guest; You are positively the most adorable person he's ever laid eyes on Beside himself. Your eyes light up when you try something new, and you make cute noises and dance a little when you taste his food.

“Right. Umm-Jimin wouldn't mind heading up there and asking her?” Hoseok needed an extra head packing the car. “Hey, Jungkook, Help me carry this food to the car.”

Obstinately, JungKook assisted his hyung, and Jimin made his way upstairs.

Always remembering minding his manners, Jimin knocked first. “ Come in.” You were utterly breathtaking like the night before; You were wearing a floral design dress that flattered your chubby curves and heeled sandals that made you eye height with Jimin. “ I'm sorry If I'm too flashy. I have never seen such nice clothes-”

“ You look amazing.” Jimin blurted.

“Aww, That's sweet of you to think so.”

“I’m guessing you heard us from downstairs. Well-Ugh, We are ready when you are.” Jimin was a giggling mess; He cursed himself, feeling the temperature on his face surge the more you stared at him; he then gave awkward thumbs up before booking downstairs to relay the message to Hyung.

The returning sound of footsteps made you giggle. “Did you forget about something-?” You turned around to find Jungkook; you quite harshly shooed him away. “Oh, It's you.” You shunned him. “Get lost, Bunny boy, before I tell Jin.”

Even with a loaded threat, Jungkook leaned against the door frame, holding a lovey-dovey twinkle in his eyes even with a laden threat. He didn't intend on staying long.

“Good Morning.” He smiled, retrieving his jacket then returning to his hyungs.

“Good Morning?”

.....

This morning is more than bizarre. Jungkook isn't a giggling mess at the sign of you. Instead, he’s been pretty well-behaved...Why?. You can't help but think Jungkook is hatching a plot to get you alone to himself-

“ I think this is a perfect spot.” Having the opinion of the grass or a table, Jimin chose the table.

While the boys set up the picnic, you settled at a different table to not arouse suspicion you’re with them to potential ‘Army.’

“Hello.”

You look up to a handsome man greeting you. “ Oh, Hello”

“May I sit here?” There are a lot of open picnic tables, but there is no harm in sharing your table.

“Of course.” You offer some room, yet the skin to skin contact is inevitable.

"Ha-Jun" He offered you a friendly shake.

“Oh, I’m Yn.” You politely shook his hand. You clear your throat at the awkward silence between the two of you. His hands are big.

“Are you from around here?”

“No-I’m just um visiting. It’s so beautiful here.” More like being held hostage.

“ I assume so-You’re beauty is quite otherworldly.” Ha-Jun beamed at the heat steaming off your face.

“Oh-ha ha, I um thank you.” You could have sworn it was supposed to be a cool day, yet it’s grown hot all of a sudden.

“Jungkook, Come help start the fire. I wasted my faith in Hoseok; whenever the fire flare-up, He ends up running away from it. Please help, or we will never get to roast marshmallows.” Yoongi begged, but Jungkook didn’t hear him.

His Jealousy was much louder.

“Kookie, What’s wrong, boy?” Taehyung teased, speaking to Jungkook as if he were a dog. Taehyung solved the puzzle when he finally tracked Jungkook’s stare. “Oh boy.”

Like Clockwork, Jimin joined in on the peep show bringing three curious hyungs with them, leaving Yoongi alone as if he gives a damn.

“I’m sorry if I’m being nosey, but why are you here alone?” He sighed before adding a follow-up comment. “ It’s much nicer with someone to keep you company.”

You chuckled. “An Introvert like myself would say otherwise. I enjoy my own company.”

Ha-Jun has taken back..a little that is-Never has he met a woman with a quick tongue; most of them just giggle away. “Ah, you’re an introvert; huh, then you know what we extroverts love to do?”

“Kidnap you.” He answered, Standing up and gently taking your hand, bringing you up to your feet. “ And I know just where I am taking you. A lovely noodle shop.”

This is the part where you snatch your hand away and say-

“Ooh! I always wanted to try black noodles!”

Wait What!? Jungkook’s eyes widen twice their size. As he watched you run off with another man.

Jin returned after giving a closer view.

“When did you leave?” Hobi observed Jin hiking back up to their picnic spot.

Jin was verbally about his exciting discovery. “ Woah! He’s that handsome actor from the new drama; everyone’s raving. Um-Bad and Crazy?”

“ Wi Ha-Joon?!” The two youngest swarmed the oldest. “ Calling him handsome is an understatement,” Jimin added as Taehyung nodded to his preaching.

Outside the fanboy circle, Jungkook studied where you once sat. What did he have that Jungkook didn’t? Muscles? He’s ripped from head to toe. A pretty smile? Army loves his bunny teeth. Style? Everything he wears becomes iconic and sells out in seconds. Attractiveness? Please! Have you seen him on the cover of Vogue?!

The mystery made him itch…badly.

……

Sharing a meal with a handsome stranger was never on your bucket list, yet you are here. To make matters even weirder, People can’t keep their eyes off the two of you, but as much as you guys laughed and ate, you hardly noticed until Wa-Joon’s phone lit up via messenger.

He nearly chokes on his fourth bowl after seeing the time. “ I was supposed to be back on set an hour ago!”

Your eyes widen, looking at the orange sky. “ Oh no!” All you could think about is the boys; they must be worried sick.

Wa-Joon paid for your meal and took off again with your hand in his, assuming you wanted to tag along, but to his dismay, you squeaked out a “ Wait.”

“Oh, I'm sorry.” He was embarrassed, dragging you around like a ragdoll. “I didn’t want this day to end so early.”

His puppy eyes made your heart ping. “ As much as I would like to come with you. I have to get home-...My brothers are probably looking for me.”

“Do you want me to walk you back?”

Goodness, He’s a sweetie. “ No-No, You’re already late because of me.”

He humbly smiled, denying you for blaming yourself. Ha-Joon ran off, waving goodbye until he was out of sight.

Staring out into a sunset so pretty, You decided to take the detour back to the park. Your heels clicked against the pavement; You found yourself falling head over heels for wherever you were.

The streets were laced with beautiful lights and decorations enjoyed by the lovely couples under the falling sun. “Flower’s Park.” The park lived up to its name, nothing but gorgeous flowers from here on through.

A pristine paradise like this would be an old wive’s tail. There are very few places in America that maintain cleanness; however, they couldn’t hold a candle to this paradise-

“Pretty!” A flushed face girl hiccuped her way to you; she stuttered, stumbled off her feet and onto you. “You’re a foreigner! We don’t see foreigners as pretty as you in this part of town.” She giggled

She would know about pretty; her looks resemble a doll. Perfection.

“Hey?! You're not screaming when you see me.-You don’t know me?” She squeaked, becoming more and more excited to have the pleasure of meeting you by the minute. “ If that’s your case, I’m Jennie.”

“Jennie.” You repeated with an inviting smile. “I’m Yn.”

“Your outfit is the cutest. Where did you get it?”

Truth be told. This is one of the outfits Jungkook bought you. “ This old thing, I can’t remember if I tried.” You tittered. “But I’m sure it would look better on you.”

“We both would look amazing.” Jennie sassed playfully.

“Jennie!”

“Why is she so fast when she’s drunk?”

Three other gorgeous girls chased behind Jennie.

“Rose, Lisa, and Jisoo!” Jennie cheered, but the feeling wasn’t mutual.

“Shh! Come on, Jennie, we’ve been looking for you. Let’s go.”

One of the three peeled Jennie off your side just for her to yank away and return to your side, this time cuddling you in her arms.

She makes a pretty pout. “That’s rude; She’s-Yn’s my new friend. I’m not going unless I can take her with us.”

Obviously, There was no way in hell they were going to let a complete stranger join-

“Fine, but We have to hurry up. We only have a few hours of free time before heading to rehearsal.”

“Yay! Let’s go.” Jennie snatched your arm while running off.

…..

Damn it, Where is she?! Jungkook searched high and low to no avail. Sunlight was limited, and you were nowhere to be found. It felt like his brain was splitting in half; the thought of you being with someone or alone was unbearable.

“ I’m in the mood for dancin’, romantic’' You sang and danced to your heart's desire, drunk on euphoria and-soju. “ Ooh, I'm givin’ it all tonight.” You pressed pause when your favorite bunny came into your peripheral vision. “Kookie!”

You rushed into his arms, giggling up a storm as you laced your arms around his neck. “ I love this song! Come dance with me!” You pulled and tugged, but Jungkook didn't budge.

Jungkook's heart thumped through his shirt. He was three notches from exposing himself just to kiss those plump ruby lips of yours; instead, he hoisted you over his shoulder.

“Whoa!” You hiccuped. “ Oh, Kookie, We’re leaving already? Bye Jennie. Where are we going?”

“Home.”

“I missed you, Kookie.” Your lips pecked Jungkook's temple.

You were drunk out of your mind; He was well aware you would never speak this way if you were sober, but a thought popped up. Alcohol only helps people say what they are genuinely feeling, right?! Does this mean you've been lying to his face the whole time?

He chuckled, stroking the back of your thighs. “I missed you too, My Little Liar.”