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30 Minutes Before the Race:

Rated T for sexual talk, threats of violence.

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“How about this, Sukuna. If I win I get to have one night with your girl?”

“HUH? What the fuck did you just say-“

“Sure.” Bunny’s mischievous grin caught her boyfriend by surprise. Before he could demand an answer for why she would agree to the bet, she cupped his chin and patted his cheek. “Are you or are you not Ryomen Sukuna?”

He nodded dumbly. Bunny leaned in to nibble on his ear and peck his skin. Her boyfriend was quick to move his hand south to paw at her ass in those jean shorts she loved so much that left out the underside of her asscheeks. Bunny licked the shell of his ear and felt him lean on his car for support.

“All you gotta do is win.” Plush lips stole his breath for a deep kiss. Bunny knew they were disgusting, spectators shouting obscenities and whistling at them. The hand resting over his shoulder gave the crowd the universal 'fuck off' sign. She pulled back and smiled at her work. Lipstick smushed onto his skin. “And I’ll see you at the winner’s circle.”

Sukuna stared at her for a beat, then gave her his signature feral smile. “All I gotta do is win? You’re in so much trouble when I get there, Bunny.”

“Not if I get there first. Right, Bunbun?” Gojo called out, interrupting the couple. Sukuna looked away from his girl, irritation as obvious as the tattoos on his face.

“After I win, I’ll kill you for suggesting this bet. Then I’ll fuck my girl over your corpse.”

“Sure, sure. Remind me who won last time, again?”

Next

Mini-twists

*sighs* yall, idk at this point. wrote this while fighting smut writer's block. I promise this was supposed to be a cute lil fluff piece, how did we get here? the fluff to smut pipeline back at work. I decided to keep the cute soft ass beginning in, so just roll with it when shit turns left.

pairing: Ukai Keishin x black fem oc (everybody say hi to Star)

Rating: R | MINORS DNI

warnings: handjobs, oral sex (m receiving), unprotected sex, cum eating, creampie, drunken sex, slight degradation, dirty talk, can't really call this sub ukai so instead let's just say desperate, sappy ending cuz why the hell not, not really proofread so bare wit me

The television screen projected the locked images found on the cd handed over to him earlier after the game. On the screen, young bodies moved animately. Running, blocking, diving, flying. Faces he’d seen earlier that day and others new to him kept his interest, his eyelids refusing to lower until it became a necessity. He couldn’t miss a second. Every note mattered. His studying two feet away from the device could be what stands between his team of crows advancing or losing tomorrow. Keishin had to take this seriously.

Star did not, but out of curiosity, chose to.

She positioned herself higher than Keishin, after being denied her favorite spot, his lap. The couch was a foot further than where he had plopped down, but still near enough for him to rest his shaggy blond head against her rich brown thighs. His strands tickled her skin every time he adjusted his sitting position, leaned close to the screen, or reached for the remote to replay a specific minute.

Her task kept her movements steady. Under, over, under, over, more product, under, over. Star’s accomplished half her head so far. One side she fixed into mini buns, sectioned, and detangled for ease. The other hung from her scalp, ropes of hair still wet from the creams and foams, swaying with every wobble.

Further on the couch was a pizza Keishin brought home to share between the two of them. Only three slices remained, and Star hoped they would survive Keishin’s midnight hunger and live long enough to become her lunch the next day.

“Shit, they’re pretty good,” Keishin mumbled around his cigarette. He leaned over to pick up the paper, a list of all the teams participating in this tournament, to scan for the information he needed. “Wing-spiker is a 3rd year, setter is a 3rd year, libero is a 3rd year, they’re entire starting line up consists of all 3rd years.”

“Makes sense if they’re this good. All of ‘em have been playing for years, allegedly.” Star commented, drawing attention to herself. “What?”

Keishin glanced down to his hand, the limb unconsciously wrapped around and stroking along her ankle, playing with the small charm that dangled from her anklet. Red spread across the bridge of his nose.

“I, uh, kinda forgot you were here.” Star stared at her boyfriend until nerves bubbles out of him like fizz does soda. The stick in his mouth hung precariously, one wrong move and it'll fall from his petite lips onto his trusty track pants.

“Wow, Kei. Way to make a girl feel special.” Orange painted toenails, painted to match the Karusuno colors, rose to the height of his shoulder before poking the body part. He continued to stare at her, neglecting the recording still playing despite his loss of interest. “Pay attention, Coach. You gotta tournament to win, huh? Take this school to nationals and shit on Nekoma.”

“Right, yea. Ok.”

Sometimes, Keishin marveled at her like he’s never seen another human being before. It was easy to get lost in her presence. Or maybe he possessed a weak will to begin with, that had no issue falling for her charm. Regardless of what the root of the phenomenon was, Star lived up to her name.

Her light burned too bright to look at directly, yet too alluring to turn away from.

Gravity tugged on him until he became nothing more than a satellite caught in her orbit.

Keshin kept these poetic thoughts to himself since he made a promise to not share his lovesick thoughts with his love allergic girlfriend. She didn’t understand love expressed through words, spoken or written in his shitty penmanship. Those attempts were ‘cute’. The lovesick volleyball sticky notes of two stick figures overlapping triangles- holding hands he clarified later- stuck to the fridge were ‘cute’, something to coo over and stuff in a jar of momentos to reminisce on later.

Star needed action and had to see it live to fully grasp what he felt. That's how she showed her affection. That’s why she painted her toes his team colors and came to every game he participated in. It’s why she bought matching sweatpants for them and made the sacrifice to get up early to yield the crops in his place the days he couldn’t find the will to stick a foot out of bed.

“What Kei? Do I have something on my face?” Star paused her handwork to address his staring for a second time.

“No, just c’mere.” Her forehead wrinkled as she eyed the open spot on his lap, muscular thighs stretched the emphasize the space. Keishin doesn’t hesitate to shift her small collection of products to the floor by his notebook, unsatisfied with the slow pace of his girlfriend.

“Don’t complain when I cut off your leg circulation.”

“I would gladly sacrifice my legs if it means the prettiest girl in the world is the reason behind it.” He mumbled into the crevice of her neck, taking the time to skim his lips over the tattooed skin, reveling in the shiver he caused to ransack her frame. He clicked the rewind button.

“Pay attention to the game coach. No time to be a lil lover boy.” Star teased, shifting her hips to sink deeper in the space between his legs. The smell of her fragrant hair products intermingled with the stench of his cigarettes until a balance was established. It was familiar in the apartment, already infused into the fabric and upholstery of their secondhand furniture. The odor of cocoa butter and tobacco clung to their clothing, it described them perfectly.

As Star continued to twist, she could feel her boyfriend immerse himself back into the game playing, cursing every time the team he had his eyes on made a risky but effective move. They did whatever it took to keep the ball in the air on their side, pouring every ounce of power into their spikes to make the glorious smack noise on the other side of the net.

“Fuck I don’t know about this team? Maybe if I switched middle blockers or delayed the rotation a bit we could avoid that damn wall they got,” He muttered in the quiet space. The game was scheduled for tomorrow afternoon if both teams cleared their morning games. Star observed as she let down the next section of hair. Looked like they’ll both be up for a while.

***

“Another victory for Karusono.”

“One step closer to Nationals.”

“He might take us there, just like his old man.”

Another round for Coach!”

“Another round.”

“On me!”

She smirked into the foam of Keishin’s beer, happy that his half-hearted griping about her stealing it would be cut short thanks to the local patrons. No matter where you go in the world one thing remained the same. High school sports will always be a town’s shining glory.

“Congrats, Ukai! Can’t believe this is your first time coaching a team.”

“He must get it from the old crow bastard. You know what, your granddaddy owes me money if I remember right,” Star choked as she swallowed the last of the beverage just as her boyfriend received his new one. “I’ll let it go for now.”

Propped upon his hand, the man of the hour uttered a low drawl of thanks to their server. Keishin couldn’t talk much after the game, his voice hoarse from screaming from the sidelines for his team to act right. He nodded at every call of his name to acknowledge he heard their compliments and well wishes, all he really wanted was to look at Star.

Beads the same color scheme as his team’s colors clacked and jangled with every toss of her head. Keishin saw them when she walked into the gym swaying freely from her ends. By the end of the last set, the ropes of hair were tied into a low bun so she could focus on cheering for the crows and scolding the referee for bad calls. After the game he figured she would undo the scrunchie and shake her hair free, letting the small beads make as much noise as they wanted.

Even after seeing the boys off at the practice gym and grabbing a quick meal at his family-owned store, Star still had her hair pulled back. Keishin wanted-

“Hey, you good?” Her voice interrupted his vulgar thoughts before they began. But that wasn’t an issue for slummed and dumb Keishin.

“Can we go home so I can fuck your mouth?” Thankfully for his sake, the poorly ventilated room had gotten rowdy as the night went on. No one but her heard his request, not even his friends sitting on the other side of Keishin. Star could play this in a lot of ways. But as the coach of the team on the road to nationals, she decided he deserved her nicer side.

“Gimme your keys, Keishin.”

They didn’t make it out of the dimly lit parking lot. As soon as the doors had unlocked, Star had gotten him in the passenger side and strapped in before running around the front to slide into the driver’s seat. Her seatbelt hadn’t even made the chance to buckle properly before her arm was yanked over the console into his pants. Drops of beer still sat on his top lip but Keishin didn't bother wiping the residue before smashing their mouths together.

Star opened her mouth to let their tongues intermingle, swapping spit and clashing teeth like two overeager teenagers on prom night. Biting down on her lip, Keishin put in the effort to get his girl moving. “Please, baby,”

“So hot,” Star mumbled against his lips. She pecked the corner of his mouth and stretched her hand under the band of his clothing. “S’hard for me, Kei.”

“Move, Star. Godammit I’m-” His already flushed cheeks reddened more as he struggled to catch his breath. The smoothness of her warm palm working his dick, pausing every few strokes to rub the messy slit and nudge the metal pierced there, robbed his train of thought.

“You what, baby? Use your words for me.” Pretty words hid cruel intentions. Star groaned in his ear, dragging the end of every noise while her pace picked up, making sure to swipe at and squeeze the tip. “Tell me,”

“Need you so bad, baby. Gimme that throat. Been thinking about it since lunch.” Keishin confessed as his eyes rolled back into his skull. Suddenly the pressure around his flesh disappeared, taking his nearing high with it. “Star, baby, please don’t play right now.”

“Who’s playing?” Spitting into one hand and scratching the scruff on his face with the other, Star smiled at her boyfriend.

“Shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit,” His hips bucked up into her wet hand, chasing the feeling, not caring if the car rocked from his movements. She worked him so good, twisting and squeezing his dick, compelling his tip to ooze precum. She took the extra moisture and doubled down on her actions, bubbles made from body fluids saturating his base.

“You gonna cum for me coach? Make my hand all messy? But I gotta drive with it and I don't want nut all over the sterling wheel. Know what that means, Keishin?” He shook his head vehemently, worried that any delay in response would slow down her hand. “Means somebody’s gonna have to use their mouth to clean this mess up.”

The pit of his stomach contracted. He couldn’t keep his eyes open, but he forced himself to for a few seconds longer. He wanted to see her wrap her pretty lips around his dick. Strings of spit connected the bottom and top of her open mouth, breaking with the rough intrusion of his flesh in her orifice.

“Holy fuck,” He whined. He couldn’t not look. With a hand firmly grasping the passenger grab handle, Keishin braced himself for the sight in his lap.

Stuffing the monstrosity that was Keishin's dick down her throat was an act of masochism Star loved to inflict on herself. There hasn't been a time when she didn’t choke on the thickness of it or struggle to get the first inch past her gag reflex. One minute into slobbering over it and her brown eyes had begun to water.

“You can do it, babe. Just relax your throat for me,” Keishin encouraged his girlfriend, ignoring the light glare she gave him. Still, she moaned around his girth, rubbing what couldn’t fit in her mouth affectionately to spread the remaining slickness from before. “So sweet to me, Star.”

Just as he got used to the wet heat surrounding him did Star begin to ease his dick down her throat. Slowly her lips slid up his length until her nose buried into his pubic hair. Keishin couldn't stop his hips from bucking up and eliciting a whine from her. The beads in her hair clanged together the quicker his thrust became. Spittle surrounded his base and slid down to coat his balls. Star moaned when his meat started throbbing on her tongue. “So good for me, all nice and supportive, coming to my games, letting me fuck your little throat in the car.”

Star shut her eyes, praying to the universe that she would survive this, and bobbed her head along to his rhythm. Above her and barely holding onto sanity, Keishin groaned. The knot at the base of his spine grew, tugging at his balls to release his seed. “Fu-close. So fucking close. C’mere. Come here. Need a kiss from my star.”

She only had time to take in one breath before her lips crashed against his. Together they joined hands around his dick and tugged at it, putting special attention on the sensitive piercing that left the taste of metal in her mouth. He kissed her fervently, not letting her move away to breathe. His hips pistoned up, the car rocked, and his grasp on her hand and the handle tightened. His orgasm shot through him and cost him the grip around himself. Star continued without his aide, working him through the pulses. Leaving one last kiss on his moist lips, she leaned back in her seat, letting out a deep sigh.

“I told you I didn’t wanna make a mess,” Keishin grunted, still dazed in his post-nut high. Still, he could blearily make out the sight of her brown hand covered in his translucent white cum. Without hesitation, he yanked the limb to his mouth and began to lick it up.

“There. Now let's go home.” Star snorted and started the ignition. He’s always sleepy after cumming, but if he thought the pool in her panties would be ignored when they got to the apartment, he had another thing coming.

****

“Aww, poor baby. Too drunk to fuck his girlfriend?” Her cooing tone fogged his vision until keeping them open became pointless. Just as his lashes rested on his cheeks, a hot wet tongue skimmed the shell of his ear. “You got all that dick, and you ain't finna give me none? Can’t work it properly, can barely sit up straight. I gotta do all the work if I want to get off, huh?” Huffing at his weak responses to her, Star paused her rising. “That's foul as fuck, Kei.”

“m’sorry, baby. I can’t-”

“Can’t or won’t?” She shot back, lowering her body in his lap. Despite his protests, he groaned and attempted to move, wanting to make her feel as good as she made him feel in the bar’s parking lot. The most his intoxicated and lethargic body could do was maintain an erection and slobber at her tits bouncing in his face.

“Can’t! I want to baby, you gotta believe me…” To prove his sincerity, Keishin lurched forward and tongued her nipples, stroking the hard peaks and leaving marks around her areola. Star cursed, burrowing her hand in his blonde locks. Her plush walls gripped his tough flesh as it kissed the depths of her pussy. Her pace stuttered as he groped at her ass. “Want you so bad, wanna make you feel good.”

Pleasure thrummed through her body. Even half-assed, he could make her feel this good. Her body struggled to keep going but didn’t seem to catch on. It took a lot out of her, fucking herself on his dick. Star had to shift the work on him.

“If you’re not gonna fuck me right, shut up.” Keishin could only whine into her flesh. A girl as amazing as her deserved a proper fucking. What if she left him after this? What if she found someone else, someone better to fuck her?

“Please, please, please, I’m sorry I can do it! I promise,” And that’s when everything changed for Star. Tackled on her back, a loud moan flew out her mouth carelessly as Keishin took over. The sound of his hips smashing into hers, his balls smacking onto her ass, his dick burying itself into her juicy cunt only to pull out and repeat sounded like angels in a choir to her. The bed rocked with his fast pace, he was too scared to leave her core so he stuck to shallow thrusts. Unaware of how his piercing relentlessly stimulated the rough patch inside her.

“That's, ah, better,” Star squeaked out. She could feel his weak smile against her chest. “More, Kei. Need more.”

“Like this? Star, baby, please. Am I doing it right?” He muttered against sweaty skin. His spit coated her collarbone like a necklace. His grip readjusted to push one of her thighs to lay flat on the bed, increasing the room between her legs and tightening her hole around him. It made it harder for him to concentrate with his dick being suffocated by such wet hot walls. But for her, for his star, he’d keep going. Wrapped up in his thoughts and impending climax, Keishin ignored her answers of gasping breathy sounds of encouragement. “Can’t let this pussy leave. Can’t leave me, baby.”

Her back arched off the bed as he began to toy with her engorged clit that had gone ignored for most of the night. Oxygen couldn’t get into her lungs fast enough. “Keishin,”

“I’m here baby. Fuck I wanna cum so bad. Can I cum in you, Star?” Her nails dug into him while her mind strung together a response.

“You. still. being. so selfish. Keishinnnn,” Star said while his dick continued to batter her insides. Keishin would be coming inside her regardless, what she really cared about is if her boyfriend would get her to cum before him. As her words sunk in, he worked harder, keeping one hand on her clit he moved the other to yank her hair to the side, beads clanging together in his tight clutch.

“M’not selfish.” He pleaded. Star could feel the tremors creep in, her core tightening around him, bearing down to prepare for her climax. Wet kisses were left all over her face in a last-ditch effort to clear his name. “Love you so much, need you, baby. Always wanna make you feel good. You’re my-”

“Keishin.” Her hips bucked up as her head pressed into their mattress. Star couldn’t stop the whining she let out as his hips met hers, keeping her pussy stimulated as it tried to concave in on itself. He grunted but forced his flesh in and out of her while rolling her nub to prolong her pleasure. Even when her body relaxed and she rode the waves of endorphins, he kept digging into her.

“Fuck Star, can’t stop.” Incoherent babbling filled her ears as Keishin gave his last few pumps before shooting his load right into her waiting cervix. “Shit, so good. My star feels so good. Gotta stay with me. Got to,” Keishin let his weight fall on her, too busy letting out his repressed lovesick thoughts now that he had his love allergic girlfriend hostage.

A bit later, when his unguarded thoughts turned to muffled nonsense then into soft snoring, Star nudged him to get off her. “How’d a coach this sappy get his team to finals?” She muttered, lightly, combing through his hair. Resigning herself to the fate of cleaning dried cum off her in the morning, she closed her eyes. “Love you too, Kei.”

"He Put out an Ad?"

~Hey my darlings, Let's cut to the chase and post part 6 of We FLock together. I'm truly excited to post this, the last part was kinda filler. Now we gettin into some shit.

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Bruce Wayne x Dove (black OC)

Rating: PG-13; warnings: obsessive Bruce Wayne, plotting Bruce Wayne, silk press getting caught in the rain; cursing, barely edited.

Taglist [OPEN]: @prettyvintageafternoon @zennydaye @lalaooopsie @leahnicole121919

Bruce watched behind his cowl as dilated brown eyes became glazed with tears. Dried specks of blood had been splattered on the side of her head. If he hadn’t met with her two days ago to slurp down oysters at the newest restaurant in Gotham, he would have never believed the puffy mane on her head used to be straight. 

“Batman? Please, don’t hurt me…” A shrill voice called out, and oh, how it pained the man behind the mask to hear. As if he could ever hurt her, his sweet Dove. But he couldn’t let her know that. Batman doesn’t show compassion for criminals. Even someone like her, with a fearful expression and trembling body. Like a lone bird grounded by a broken wing. Later he would explain, over coffee at that diner she took him to, that Batman does what’s necessary for the public. 

For now, he had a job to do. 

His heavy shoes crunched on the discarded newspapers, stepping over unconscious bodies and pools of diluted blood. The tears in her eyes fell over her lower lid and blended in seamlessly with the raindrops hitting her brown skin. 

“Don’t, please! I’m not with them! Stay- Stay away!” Uncoordinated limbs attempted to move her out of his reach. Dove looked up at the vigilante. She’s never seen Batman in person, but the stories her customers told her about how intimidating he could be rang true. Her mind couldn’t direct her body to move, there was nowhere to hide. The pickup scheduled tonight has been ruined, and the dripping woman could swear her ears were hearing the sound of police sirens. 

Guess who’s going to jail tonight? 

The darkness of the suit worked in his favor, and soon Dove found herself flat on her back looking into the lens of his eye cover. “What are you doing here? What’s your business with Joker?”

“Nothing, nothin’. I promise I’m not a criminal. I’ve never even stolen from the self-checkout. Please don’t hurt me!” The taste of Gotham rainwater saturated her mouth with bitterness. Still, she spoke loud and clear, unwilling to give him an ounce of doubt in her innocence. 

The dark knight leaned further until they were a breath apart. She still smelt like how she did last time he saw her. His hands yearned to skim her body, the clothes she wore already glued to her frame, exposing curves he had only dreamed of prior. Focus, Bruce. 

“I won’t have to hurt you if you tell me the truth of why you’re here.” At the sound of her whimper, Bruce leaned back just slightly. Like a weight off her stomach, Dove sucked in air for all she was worth. “Don’t make this difficult. If you don’t tell me, I can promise the GCPD won’t be any kinder.”

“It’s just clothes. I-” Her heart pounded and her head felt fuzzy. This was all too much for her to deal with. A lone woman, out in the rain, with Gotham City’s fiercest defender on top of her. “Didn’t do nothing.”

He waited for her to elaborate. When her mouth didn’t open again, Bruce felt the ice-cold rain run down his back. A dark gloved hand lifted her neck to get a response. Her head fell back, Dove was no longer conscious to support herself. 

“Fuck.”

---- ----

“When you said ‘it’s just clothes’ what did you mean by that, Miss CartWright?” The detective probed. When Dove awoke from her unintended slumber, her wrists were cuffed and chained to the lone table in the room. This was an interrogation room. She’s seen the setup before in tv and movies, never did she think she would also experience them in person. 

“I said what?”

“When Batman apprehended you last night. He claims you said ‘it’s just clothes’ after he inquired about your connection to the Joker.” Long lashes fluttered, her mind racing and trying to catch up to her current situation.

“I meant that I’m just the supplier for his costumes. Well, all their costumes.”

“Uhm, What? Please explain.” The cop leaned back against the mirror, a two-way she thought. Clearing her throat, Dove pondered her next words carefully. She wasn’t a snitch, not against Gotham’s biggest menace. All she had to do was clear her name and pray they let her go without further interrogation. She would chirp as much as she needed to avoid a jail sentence. But if worse came to worse, she would sooner sew her lips shut with her strongest thread than snitch and end up on Joke’s shit list. 

“I’m a seamstress. You probably already knew that.” With a nod, the suspect continued. “I have an apprenticeship with Tailor Spinelli. It pays, but not enough. So I make the costumes and uniforms for Joker and his gang. Pays well. I don’t have to take up a second job or sell feet pics to men on the internet.” 

“Are you serious?” Her nose flared at the dubious tone in the detective’s voice. With a hard glare, she met the man’s eyes. 

“You think Joker is getting those purple suits off the rack? Or that he has his goons buying their matching outfits off the web in bulk? I’m serious.”

“Okay. Now how did you end up in this arrangement? He put out an ad?” The more the pig talked, the angrier her tone became.

“No. Miss Harley did.”

“Alright, enough bullshit. Tell me the truth.” Dove felt her temper rise and she had to fight to get a hold of it. Slamming the table and shaking her binds, she spat it out for the last time. 

“I told you the truth. I’m the Joker’s seamstress.”

His focus left the video in his hands and traveled to the smoking law enforcer. Letting out a cloud of tobacco, Gordon reached out to ask for the footage back. 

“Far as I can tell, she’s telling the truth. So why is she still in custody?”

“Miss Cartwright knew of illegal activity and knowingly associated herself with criminals. That’s enough to keep her at the station and guarantee a trial. We have a warrant to search her apartment.”

“She’s the closest connection we have to Joker right now, had in months,” Gordan admitted to the dark knight. Bruce frowned. The thought of someone he cherished being behind bars unsettled him. Regardless, the commissioner spoke the truth. The only thing he could do was wait for her on the other side of the trial. To do anything more, to tamper with the process would go against everything he fought for. 

If they tried to throw her behind bars, however,then he would have no choice but to act.

He left the rooftop in silence, something he knew Gordon had to be used to by now. The Batman still had a city to protect, a patrol to stick to. He made a note to set up alerts on his computer for any mention of Dove Cartwright. Hopefully, all went well, and she won’t be convicted of any crime. 

A week passed and he had heard nothing of what could be happening to Dove. The golden prince of Gotham planned on waiting one more day before he broke into the surveillance footage at the station. So he remained in his office, going over figures and reports when he got a call from the station. The caller ID flashed brightly in front of him, it beckoned him to pick up the phone and demand answers. 

Stay calm, Bruce. 

“This is a collect call from Gotham City County Jail for inmate Dove CartWright, say yes if you wish to accept this call.”

“Yes.” The silence on the other side deafened him. Concern crawled up his body and looped itself around his neck, constricting like a snake until he was on the verge of passing out. Then, a muffled sniffle came through the line. “Hello?”

“Bruce? Thank God you answered. I couldn’t think of anyone else to call.”

“Dove? Is that you? Are you in jail?” These were questions he already knew the answer to, but to get what he wanted, he had to play his part as a bewildered friend. Hammering down his role, Bruce cursed low under his breath, loud enough for her to hear. “What happened? Are you okay?”

“I’m okay. I ran into some trouble. Made acquaintance with the wrong crowd and now the police are charging me with being an accomplice. I-uh need a favor, Bruce.”

“Do you need a lawyer? Don’t worry, I have a team ready. They’ve never lost a case, you’ll be out in no time.” He expected a sound of relief but did not receive one. “Dove?”

“I don’t need a lawyer. I already accepted a plea deal. I was hoping you could uh..” The billionaire smirked. He knew where this was going. 

“You want me to bail you out?”

“...yes.” He sighed and leaned back into his chair, staying quiet until she broke the silence. Focus, Bruce, focus. “M’sorry Bruce. You know I don’t see you as a walking bank or nothing. But I need to get out of here. I didn’t do anything. And I’m not safe in here.”

“Whose after you Dove?”

“Bad...bad people Bruce. I fucked up. I-”

“Ok.” And that was the end of that. She’ll remember this moment for the rest of their lives, Bruce rationalized, how quick he was to help her any way he could. How he didn’t even question her innocence, not like the GCPD have been doing. This would be the first of many milestones in their relationship.

This would be the day Dove realized Bruce Wayne was someone, the only one she could count on. 

Thoughts raced in his mind, plans forming and disassembling at an inhuman speed. He had calls to place, guards to disarm, supplies to buy, but piece by piece, his next steps became clear. 

“Bruce?”

“I’ll see you later tonight, Dove. Take care of yourself until then.”

“I,” a harsh exhale filled bounced around his eardrums. It didn't take detective work to know on the other side of the phone, shuffling her feet next to the phone station, Dove was struggling to hold it together.  “Thank you, Bruce. Really.”

The line went dead, his phone screen still pressed firmly on his side profile. Lowering the device, Bruce stared absently at the black screen. 6 minutes and 17 seconds. It felt much shorter than that, but the numbers refused to change. It made him crave more.  A calloused finger pad tapped the touchscreen, raising the phone back to his ear. The cooing of a call yet to be answered riled his spirit. 

“Alfred. I need you to prepare the manor for a guest.”

“Absolutely Master Bruce. May I ask how long this guest will be saying.”

“Indefinitely.”

"I Know What They're Thinking."

I'm not sure if I want to call this part 7 or part 6.5, regardless I'm posting it. I feel like I say this every time, but it picks up after this. Inspiration comes and goes these days, so yall just gon have to bear with me.

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Bruce Wayne x Dove (black OC)

Rating: PG-13; warnings: obsessive Bruce Wayne, sneaky Bruce Wayne, chipped nails, women's clothing sizing mention, cursing, barely edited.

Taglist[OPEN]: @prettyvintageafternoon @zennydaye @lalaooopsie @leahnicole1219 @ctrllovre

Her nails had been chipping since that night she got arrested. Dove couldn’t tell you when it first started. Maybe that night in the cold rain, pressed between the unregulated vigilante and the rough asphalt of the city. Maybe during the unconscious hours that followed that, when her body was moved to the soulless gray precinct. Maybe when damaged palms repeatedly smacked the steel table, straining to convey her innocence to the detective. 

Maybe afterward, when Dove had been rudely escorted to a cell, crammed already with other convicted bodies. When she had very little room to breathe, even less to turn and gather her bearings without hearing some sob story or boast fest. Perhaps a chip of mauve nail polish flaked off when that erratic woman stalked through the cell like a predator, grasped her hand to offer her a proposition. 

There were infinite possibilities when her nail polish began chipping, but Dove knew for sure that after her mild mind break, the polish had shed like a snake's skin. With it went her armor. Dove felt out of control, the itch she struggled with for so long came roaring back, filling her head with roaring thunder. 

It made her restless. 

She couldn’t sleep. Couldn’t look anyone in the eye. Everywhere she went, Dove could swear she smelled the sweet slightly nauseating odor of laughing gas and sweat. It made it hard to stay focused, and her an easy target for the police. Quickly the young woman earned the title ‘insubordinate’. Dove never knew loneliness like this before.

But then Bruce answered her call. And for a moment that dark feeling faded away.

She wasn’t prepared for it to return tenfold three months later.

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Dove couldn’t help but fiddle with the buttons on the jacket he draped over her shoulders. The way it settled on her tense shoulders like a blanket soothed a toddler, it carried an inexplicable sense of security. The warmth of his body had remained trapped in the silk-lined fabric, thawing her from the horrors of being confined like an animal. 

A firm hand clasped the roundness of her shoulder, dragging her into the moment. The bustling movements and repetitive barking that characterized the police station rammed into her all at once. 

Her grip tightened on the button caught between her fingertips. 

“Ready to go?” No. Yes. Would the evening sun burn her after being deprived of it for so long?

“Yes.” Bruce led her through the corridor, out the door, and to the cherry red convertible that let all the sight-having citizens of Gotham know who was gracing their dangerous streets. The corvette played the perfect chariot for the golden Prince of Gotham, and Dove, in all her times of riding passenger, had never felt more unworthy. 

“Dove, are you okay?” Bruce watched her, her sullen attitude polluting the air around her. He hated seeing her like this, scared and broken. Luckily he knew how to fix it, but it would have to wait until the prerequisites were met. “You can talk to me, I won’t judge you.”

“I just,” her dam began to break. “Don’t know what to say. I-I don't know how to thank you. This was, you, what you did, how do I repay you?”

She couldn’t bear the look of pity she knew would be painted on his face, so burning eyes fell to her lap, watching her idle hands squirm in her lap. Her body flinched in the premium leather seat when a pale hand pierced her personal bubble to settle her restless fingers. 

“There is nothing to repay. You are someone I care about, I would do anything to help you.”

Dove looked at him head-on and opened her mouth to protest, to demand him to name his price because she’s lived long enough to know that nothing is free, but the gleam in his eyes stopped her before she could start. Even without getting to know him for the past few months, she had enough data in her brain to know Bruce Wayne was a stubborn person that came from a long line of equally stubborn individuals. 

By the flare of her nose, the billionaire knew the dragon had been defeated for now. Now for the next phase of his master plan. 

Dove’s demeanor slowly thawed out the further he drove them away from the precinct. Tense shoulders began to droop, twitching fingers calmed, her painfully stiff spine began to slouch, the fog of despair dissipated. The sullen woman worked up the energy to shift her focus from her lap to the window, watching the way the world passed by. 

Bruce had to resist jerking the steering wheel when a giggle escaped her cracked lips. 

“What’s funny?”

“Nothing to your billionaire mind. It always amuses me when people do double takes when they see this car. You can’t see their eyes but I know what they’re thinking. ‘Is that fucking Bruce Wayne?’ I always thought that when I saw you on my commute.”

Her tired voice perked up the longer she spoke, it warmed his ears. “Oh yeah?”

“The only other person that causes this reaction is Batman. He moves so quick and wears all that black so you can barely see him-”

Bruce slowed the car down to a stop as he waited for the light to change green. His jaw longed to clench and grind his molars against their opposites. It took no brain power to know what made his passenger stop her sentence. 

He hated that that was how she met his alter ego. The way her usually bright brown eyes were filled with nothing but panic and fear, fear of him, haunted him for days. He lost sleep thinking about how he was the one that turned her in, the reason she was detained in a cold cell downtown. 

It was all his fault and she didn’t know. Nor could she, not right now when things were so precarious. Bruce promised himself he would tell her soon, he had to. By his own hand, Bruce had trapped himself in a rock and a hard place. A splat of rain hitting the windshield broke the brooding man out of his thoughts.

“It never stops raining here. You know, I almost decided to move to Metropolis after hearing how bad the weather is in Gotham.” Dove said as her finger chased after a lone raindrop sliding down the tinted window, bare of the colored nail polish he remembered seeing the night of her arrest. 

“Oh yeah? What made you change your mind?”

“Bills. Everything is expensive in Metropolis. Rent, life insurance, cable, even car insurance and I don’t own a car! I calculated those numbers and signed the lease to my apartment the same day.”

“Gotham is cheap?”

“It's run down, Bruce. At least where I am. The same-sized apartment I got now is double the price in Metro. And it's not like rats are coming out the wall sockets or nothing, there’s too much crime for the landlords to charge an arm and a leg like they do in Metropolis.”

The light conversation distracted Dove from her demons. Instead of being mentally caged in the cell she could revisit the apartments she toured in the city before picking the one near Sheldon Station. 

“I think you just passed my turn, Bruce. Its a right on Rucha, remember-”

“Dove.” He spoke her name tensely. Bruce didn’t have to but for her sake, squeezed the wheel and twisted his grip to tell his unease. Like it pained him to deliver the next bit of news when it actually sent his heart racing with fervor. “I can’t in good conscious leave you alone there.”

Plump limps separated to express her shock. Before she could begin to protest, her savior put his hand up to stop her arguments. 

“Please, listen to me, Dove. I-” He sniffed his nose, seeming to hold back emotions he was too refined to express in public like this. “I don’t know who exactly you’ve gotten yourself involved with,”

Guilt coiled in her stomach like a cobra. Oh. Was she that awful and inconsiderate? For all he knew, Bruce could be getting himself involved with the biggest goons in Gotham for her sake. Was she really that self-absorbed? What was Dove thinking? Involving him in her plight. He was only trying to help her, the least she could do was hear him out. 

Paying no mind to the moving car, Dove failed to feel the increase in acceleration as she reached to touch his hand, soothe his mind, and coax out his thoughts. Times like this she wished he grew up normal, somewhere where showing emotions was okay.

“I don’t care either. I just want you safe. And the best way to do that is if you stay with me. At the manor.”

“Bruce-”

“I have the best security on earth. There isn’t another house for miles. No one pops up without a month’s notice. Alfred is trained in five forms of combat. You’ll be safe here. And that way, I won’t have to worry about you.” He ended that confession with a deep sigh, driving the point home. 

He cared so much about her, Dove realized. Her hips shifted if the premium leather seats. Outside the car, the beauty of Lemmars Park went ignored. The bridge that connected Uptown and the outskirts of the city loomed in the distance. Its overwhelming size didn't help to ease Dove’s nerves. She couldn’t even begin to see the other side of the bridge. The clouds and rain blocked what little light the streetlights provided the public. 

She wouldn't have to stay forever. Just a couple days, until her trial ended and her body found itself in the county jail or back on her worn mattress in her apartment she worked so hard to make cozy. 

Is Bruce asking for that much? A little staycation in the manor, being cared for and doted on by his lovely butler. Laughing and bonding with her friend. Learning new sides of his personality of the always posh and primped Bruce Wayne, sides that didn’t fit into his carefully molded character. Briefly, she wondered if he was the type to walk around in his draws or not.

Dove cast her eyes to his side profile. His jaw had tensed since he finished pleading his case. They neared the bridge. His grip on the wheel wavered before tightening until the leather squeaked.  Her hand had yet to move from his other. 

“I need to go home.”

Bruce cursed, out loud and at himself for falling for sucha stubborn mule of a woman. Was his tone not sappy enough? Should he have gone for a higher-pitched voice, and rubbed his jaw to showcase his distress instead of periodically gripping the wheel? It couldn’t be too late now. One last chance. 

“Dove-” 

“To pack up some clothes. Unless you have women’s clothing in a size 18 already in the guestroom’s closet?” Dove cracked the tiniest smile, those pretty crooked teeth lighting up the car. Bruce felt his chest concave. No, he didn’t have any clothing prepared for her in the guestroom.

Because he put the items in the master closet, next to his. 

“That wasn’t funny.”

“I know, I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you tomorrow.”

“How?”

“How about some of my special étouffée for breakfast tomorrow?” The convertible dipped as it rolled off the streets of Uptown onto the paved smoothed concrete of the bridge. They were almost home. 

“Can’t wait.” Dove could feel the honesty in his response. Her heart skipped a beat.

Oh, dear.

"That Girl is No Good."

Act two is beginning to write itself, until then here are what I like to call intermission pieces.

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Bruce Wayne x Dove (black OC) [mentioned]

Rating: PG-13 | warnings: none? public opinion and scrutiny, cursing

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“What the public wants to know is who is this floozy that’s been caught time and time again, dangling off Mr.Wayne’s arm?” Judy’s fiery red tresses shook from the conviction in her voice, comparable to an agitated horse. She eyed the camera lens, attempting to convey the emotion brewing in her chest to her viewers. After months of failed lives and low viewerships on her blog, the woman had finally found her niche. 

Celebrity Gossip.

And who was the biggest celebrity this side of the western hemisphere if not Bruce Wayne? At first, the man gave nothing exciting to report on that could rally public interest. But now, this woman, this Dove Cartwright, had garnered interest the more he was caught with her. And that made Judy a very popular woman. She didn't understand why so few public personalities talked about this hot piece of news.

“Mr. Wayne is not a saint, we’ve all heard of the legendary parties he throws and the somewhat questionable meetings he has with some of Gotham’s infamous. But this woman is different. Poor, fat, black, with a criminal record, a key suspect in an ongoing investigation with a gang that is known for terrorizing innocents. I’m speaking out of a place of worry for Mr. Wayne. 

“I’ll take some callers now. Caller number one you’re on the air.

“Hi, my name is Michelle and I know for a fact that woman is a gold digger! She lives in the same neighborhood my ex does and it's nothing over there but future criminals and loser has-beens.”

Thank you Michelle for your concern and support. Next caller.”

“My name is Rich and I used to get my pants hemmed by her at Spinelli. She’s nothing but a girl looking for a meal ticket. She used to feel me up and press her breast against my legs like a bitch in heat. It's a real shame Mr. Wayne doesn’t know what he’s inviting into his life. That girl is no good.”

“Thank you for sharing that information Rich, I’m sure Mr. Wayne will open his eyes soon. Next Caller.”

“What’s up Gotham, it's Santana in the mix and I just wanna say all of yall is some haters. Yall big mad Mr. Wayne done found himself a baddie and yall jealous and bitter cause yall wish it was you all snuggled up with -”

“I’m so sorry to my audience for letting that thing assault your ears with nonsense. Maybe we should take a small break-” Three sharp knocks on her oak doors shocked her still. No one visits Judy. Her family had all but washed their hands of her years ago and she never connected with any woman she met in the 10+ years she’s been alone. Glancing at the setup, she could see the chat asking her who was at the door. 

“One second. Let’s take a small break.” she addressed both groups at once. Giving a small smile to the camera, Judy did a swift pivot and made her way to the door. She opened it without hesitation. The sight that welcomed her made her insides coil. 

“Judith Snorfeld?” It was a singular man, dressed in a sharp business suit with a manilla envelope gripped securely in his hand. By the second, Judy could feel her blood circulate faster. 

“Yes. Why are you-” Her breath rushed out her mouth as her body recoiled from the thick envelope that found itself forced into her embrace. She scrambled to secure the papers, all the while staring the man down. 

“Mr. Wayne is asking nicely that any and all posts you’ve made about him and Ms. Cartwright be taken down immediately.” Judy gawked at the man. He displayed no emotion or hint of an opinion. 

“You…he can’t be serious. It’s celebrity gossip, what I’m doing is-”

“I am just the messenger ma’am. If you don’t believe me or listen to Mr. Wayne’s kind request, those documents from his lawyers in your hands are more than enough to explain the situation.”

“But-”

“Good evening.” Judy watched, shock still freezing her body to the threshold of her quaint home, as the man in the sharp suit left the way she assumed her come. Slowly, she shifted her eyes to her torso, where the manilla folder had been pressed and secured.

She didn't bat an eye as the oak door closed without her body acting as a doorstopper. Couldn't draw in a single breath down the hall back to her tiny office, back to her waiting audience. She can't think of what to say, her words had been silenced and locked deep inside of her as fear took hold of her.

Judy glanced at the computer screen, chat lines obscuring her reflection. Her lips separate to utter something, a flimsy excuse to cut the show short, but her eyes pick out a colored piece of paper in the mess that was her desk before she could get anything out.

She's sick to her stomach. She wants to vomit. Of all people to blab about, why would she pick Bruce Wayne?

Now she's going to lose her viewers. Her short-lived steady stream of income. And her apartment.

"Fuck you, Dove Cartwright."

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The Bangtan Gal Masterlist

Author's Note: Hey! I wrote this story back in 2016 on some fanfic websites and am bringing it back as I edit the chapters. I wanted to put my perspective and imagination on what if BTS had a black girl in their group from America. This'll be a long story starting from their debut so enjoy the ride!

I have so many chapters already written. I had stopped in the story around late 2016 before the MAMA Awards. As I wrote this story over the years I wanted this character to be relatable and grow as a performer as well as go through hardships. It'll be a slow start but it will get better as the chapters go on, I hope you give it a chance.

This will mainly start with friendship. Not just the character and the love interest. I didn't want to rush things and I tried my best to add a lot of bonding and cute moments. This is a SLOW BURN with my OC and Jungkook. The two will not become a couple until 2016.

I'm also on Wattpad and Archive of Our Own

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Profile Of Jennie

Chapter 1- The Foreign Trainee

Chapter 2- The Debut

Chapter 3- Rookie King Episode 1

Chapter 4- Rookie King Episode 2

Chapter 5- Rookie King Episode 3

Chapter 6- Rookie King Episode 4

Chapter 7- Rookie King Episode 5

Chapter 8- Rookie King Episode 6

Chapter 9- Rookie King Episode 7

Chapter 10- Rookie King Episode 8

Chapter 11- We're Proud of You

Chapter 12- They're My Family

Chapter 13- Boy In Luv

Chapter 14- Look Forward To White Day

Chapter 15- Going to SOPA

Chapter 16- Spending White Day With BTS

Chapter 17- Just One Day

Chapter 18- American Hustle Life Episode 1

Chapter 19- American Hustle Life Episode 2

Chapter 20- American Hustle Life Episode 3 (Yoongi Fluff & Jungkook fluff!)

Chapter 21- American Hustle Life Episode 4 (Yoongi Fluff!)

Chapter 22- American Hustle Life Episode 5

Chapter 23- American Hustle Life Episode 6

Chapter 24- American Hustle Life Episode 7

Chapter 25- I Found It In Big Hit

Chapter 26- BTS China Job

Chapter 27- KCON 2014

Chapter 28- American Hustle Life Episode 8

Chapter 29- Personal Trainer? (Jungkook fluff at the end!)

Chapter 30- War of Hormone (Major Jungkook fluff! One of my favs)

Chapter 31- You Are Special (Jungkook fluff!)

Chapter 32- You're Easy To Mess With

Chapter 33- Mama Awards 2014 (Jungkook fluff and jealous Jungkook!)

Chapter 34- Let's Name It Iron Man (Namjoon fluff and Jungkook fluff)

Chapter 35- BTS Now

Chapter 36- My Ideal Type

Chapter 37- Running Man (Major Jungkook fluff! One of my favs!)

Chapter 38- I'm Lacking

Chapter 39- How Much You're Loved

Chapter 40- I Need U (Major Jungkook Fluff and Suga Fluff!)

Chapter 41- And What If I Don't? (Jungkook fluff!)

Chapter 42- BTS Now 2

Chapter 43- Our First Win

Chapter 44- He's Smitten (Major Jungkook Fluff & Bam Bam Fluff One of my favs!)

Chapter 45- BTS in Kota Kinabalu

Chapter 46- BTS Festa

Chapter 47- Two Different Pages (RM Fluff and Jungkook Fluff!)

Chapter 48- Don't Steal The Beef!

Chapter 49- Distressed (Jungkook Fluff!)

Chapter 50- Payback (Jungkook Fluff!)

Chapter 51- Dope

Chapter 52- One Person Won't Ruin This

Chapter 53- I Think I Love Her

Chapter 54- Rekindle (MAJOR Jungkook fluff and one of my FAVS!)

Chapter 55- BTS Run Episodes 1-3

Chapter 56- BTS GAYO Track 1 & 2

Chapter 57- Tension Escalator (Jungkook fluff!)

Chapter 58- Fan Sign (some angst but ends in fluff!)

Chapter 59- ISAC 2015 Chuseok Special (one of my favs!)

Chapter 60- Running Man: The Golden Duo (MAJOR Jungkook fluff + suggestive)

Chapter 61- Tense (Jungkook fluff!)

Chapter 62- Protection Squad (Jungkook fluff!)

Chapter 63- RUN (Jungkook fluff!)

Chapter 64- Sweet 18

Chapter 65- Karma (Fight! Flawless Victory!)

Chapter 66- BTS GAYO Tracks 3-9

Chapter 67- BTS RUN Episodes 4-9

Chapter 68- Under The Mistletoe (Jungkook fluff! Kiss!)

Chapter 69- GAYO Daechukje & GAYO Daejejun (Jungkook fluff!)

Chapter 70- Jungkook's Confession (Self Explanatory! MAJOR Jungkook fluff! Almost there! My fav!!)

Chapter 71- You Are In Your Feelings

Chapter 72- You Were Worth The Wait (Start of JenKook!)

Chapter 73- It's About Time

Chapter 74- King of Masked Singer

Chapter 75- Ejected

Chapter 76- White Day (Big Jungkook Fluff!)

Chapter 77- Fire

Chapter 78- Prom (Big Jungkook fluff and smol Jungkook Smut)

Chapter 79- Meeting Shawn Mendes

Chapter 80- Taking Things A Little Further (Jungkook fluff)

Chapter 81- BTS Festa 2016

Chapter 82- K-Con 2016

Chapter 83- I Need You On This

Chapter 84- BTS Bon Voyage Season 1 (Big Jungkook fluff)

Chapter 85- BTS In Dubai

Chapter 86- WINGS 8 (Jungkook fluff)

Chapter 87- Wild N Out (One of my favs!)

Chapter 88- This Is Not A Drill!

Chapter 89- Blood, Sweat, & Tears

Chapter 90- Idol Parents? (Big JK Fluff)

Chapter 91- Tub Big Enough For Two (Big JK Fluff! One of my favs!)

Chapter 92- Thank You (Big Jungkook Fluff! One of my favs!)

Chapter 93- Our First Time (Big Jungkook Fluff + Smut)

The Bangtan Gal Masterlist PART 2

The Bangtan Gal Chapter 31- You Are Special

Chapter Summary: Jin freaks out about JenKook's dance, Jen reveals a secret hobby and befriends Amber from f(x) on A Song For You. Jimin and Jungkook playfully fight over Jennie. Jen exceeds expectations, earning props for her charisma in War of Hormone and nurses Jungkook a second time

Words: 6,000+

Genre: Jungkook fluff! JenKook!

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Back at the dorm, the two teens arrive and are immediately greeted by the members.

"You two have been gone a while." Yoongi pointed out.

"Yeah, what happened?" Tae asked.

"We're learning a dance for War of Hormone." Jennie answered.

"Yeah, we're dancing together for her verse," Jungkook added.

"What type of dancing?" Jin intervened

"What do you think?" Yoongi bluntly responded.

"WHA!?" Jin yelled. "You two are growing up a little bit too fast!"

"Here we go." Yoongi rubbed his temples.

"Who approved this!?"

"Our dance teacher!" Jennie exclaimed.

"Why are you doing this!? You're not 18, yet! Is this why you took so long!? This dance better be appropriate! Do I need to have a talk with our dance instructor!?"

"Jin, calm down!" Jennie shouted.

"That's enough interaction for today. I want you two separated!" Jin started pushing Jennie into her room.

"Whoa, whoa, wait a minute! Why do I need to go into my room!? I didn't do anything!"

"We were going to play video games after we shower! Wait, hyung!" Jungkook called out.

"Shower!? Together!?" Jin started to loudly laugh nervously.

"N-no! Separately!" Jungkook tried to explain.

Jin pushed Jennie into her room and locked the door. 

"JIN!" Jennie shouted.

This was all taken out of context.

"I'll lecture you later, Jennie. As for you!" Jin stomped over to Jungkook.

"I guess Jungkookie isn't a little Kookie anymore," Jimin added insult to injury as he watched Jin lecture him.

"We're just dancing!" Jungkook tried to explain.

"THAT dancing is not appropriate for you two! You're too young! Stop trying to grow up so fast!" Jin rambled on.

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With all eight members in the dance studio, they decided to clean up the choreography for War of Hormone. After stretching, the guys but Jin were eager to see what Jen and Jungkook had in store for the dance and watched them perform. 

When it was finally Jennie's verse of the song, she strutted to the front while Jungkook watched her from behind, doing his signature lip bite and seductive staring.

"Nope!" They all hear Jin shout before she can start to lipsync, making them halt what they are doing.

"Oh, mah God! Jin! We didn't even touch each other, yet!" She exclaimed while Namjoon paused the song.

"Yet!? Those dirty looks he's giving you are too inappropriate!"

"Hyung, it's just part of the song!" Jungkook tried to explain.

"You were staring at her butt!"

"It's part of the song! Tae tried to grab her butt, remember!"

Meanwhile, the guys were laughing in the background, at their bickering. Jin was really losing his mind on this dance.

"I guess our Jungkookie is growing up and isn't so shy around the ladies anymore." Jimin teased.

"Didn't know he had it in him," Yoongi added.

"I'll start the verse over again," Namjoon spoke up with an amused facial expression. 

Jungkook let out a sigh. This was going to be a long day. Starting again, Jen strutted to the front, tapping the side of her head and the side of her shoe.

I know I'm the best, from head to toe

It's completely ridiculous if you think I don't know

My hair

My body

My waist and legs

It's okay to stare, I know that I look good

Jin watched with concern as he saw her waving Jungkook's flirty looks away, as he got closer to her. To try to get rid of his anxiousness, he started chugging his water.

Yea, I see you starin' hard

Caught you off guard

I see you droolin'

Who are you foolin'

The guys started making goofy whoops and hollers when Jungkook approached her from behind. As soon as they started to body roll together, Jin spit out his water, shaking his head.

"No! Oh, HELL NO! We are not doing this! You're too close! Her butt is too close to you!" Jin frantically pulled Jungkook away from her. "How dare you grind in front of me!? This is too dirty! Who thought this was a good idea?"

"Jin, calm down!" Jennie shouted, looking at him like he was crazy. "It's just dancing!"

"Calm down? I am calm! This is as calm as I'm gonna get until I start screaming from all the touching you two are doing! You're too young! Wait until you're 30 to start doing this stuff. Remain pure while you can! I beg of you!"

"Oh, my God..." She groaned, rubbing the back of her neck. She grabbed her water bottle and took a few sips, watching the commotion.

"Jin! Why'd you stop them!?" Namjoon whined.

"Aw, man! They were getting to the good part!" Jimin complained with the rest of the guys as they whined about the interruption.

"Good part!? Her big booty is too close to Jungkookie's Kookie!" Jin shouted out of nowhere.

His sudden statement made Jen choke on her water while Jungkook started to get flustered. Feeling Jungkook's hands patting her back to help her stop choking, Jen's face started to heat up. She never even thought of it that way until Jin brought it up.

And did he really just name Jungkook's-

"Kookie!? BWAHAHAHAHAHA~" The guys laughed out loud, while Jennie coughed and tried to catch her breath.

"I cannot have this! I won't have this! Where is Mr.Son?! We need to have a chat!" Jin storms out of the room.

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'A Song For You'

"2,3. Bang Tan! Hello, we're BTS!"

The members greet as they sit next to each other and applaud. Jennie sat next to V and Suga while the three MCs, Kangin from Super Junior, Amber from f(x) and Sungjae from BTOB sat across from them.

"Greet us in your native tongues." Sungjae requested.

Jennie went first, saying in English, "Hey! I'm Jennie from America. What up? What up?" She waved.

"Ayeee!" Amber grinned and high fived her. "I'm from LA. We gotta hang out sometime!"

"Yeah, that'll be dope!"

"We'll exchange numbers after the show."

"We just got here and Jennie is always making friends." Namjoon laughed with the rest of the members.

"Not always! I mean, I do want to have more idol friends." Jen explained.

"That's it, you're stuck with me. We're going to become great pals. I'll introduce you to some of the people I hang out with." Amber beamed.

"That'll be great!"

After the rest of the guys said their greetings in their native tongues, Jin explained the meaning of Danger, their title song.

Is there a defining move in your choreography?" Sungjae asked.

"The high blood pressure dance," J-Hope answered, gesturing for Jimin to perform it. After watching him perform, the MCs were impressed.

"Can you show us some rap exclusives for the show?" Amber asked.

"I'll try." Rap Monster answered. "Okay, yo. A Song For You. BTOB Yook Sungjae, Super Junior Kangin, f(x) Amber, we're all here together in Jeju-do. A good program where I can rap. I'm wondering if there could be a better program. And I'm here rapping right now. Lost here like a man with no sense of direction. Being here like this, it's so sweet sweet."

'My Goodness'

"Whoa~" The MC replied in awe while the rest of the members applauded.

"You really are a monster." Kangin pointed out, earning a laugh from Rapmon.

"We don't call him monster for nothing," J-Hope added.

"Your story and rap...you sound so cool." Kangin praised.

"V is really into rap these days," Jimin spoke up.

"Mic check. 1,2,3. Hell yeah." Amber said in English.

"A song for you. For inviting us, I thank you." V started to rap, earning loud laughs from everyone. "A song for you. I really like you. I want to come back here with you. You." He finished, as the studio erupted into more laughter.

After Jungkook was asked to dance to Something by Girl's Day, Amber pointed out, "So, I heard that Jennie is good at boy group dances. Can you show us?"

"Yeah, let's go." She eagerly stood up.

EXO's Overdose came on as she heard 'Oh she wants me'

Listening to the song, to preparing to dance to the chorus, J-Hope giggled out that she was about to get serious. As soon as the chorus came on, she smoothly did the dance moves, making the moves pop and look fierce.

"She's so dramatic~!" Jimin teased.

Getting on the floor, she smoothly kicked out her legs on both sides.

'New EXO member???'

After she was done, she got a round of applause as she sat back down in her seat.

"That was really impressive." Kangin praised.

"She does this all the time. I feel like she's gonna end up in another group and kick us to the curb." Rap Monster laughed.

"Never! BTS for life!" Jennie guaranteed.

"Do you have a bias?" Amber asked.

A smile came across Jennie's face. Bias? Of course, she had one. "Yes, I do. It's Baekhyun."

"What would you do if you met him?"

"I'm told I'm outgoing so, I mean I would just approach him, introduce myself. Maybe ask for a hug if I can. If he'd let me. That'll be super awesome. Hehehe." She started giggling uncontrollably, covering her face. "This is kind of embarrassing."

"I like her, she's hilarious!" Amber laughed.

After V's impressions of an actor, Kangin mentioned that fans around the world sent them video messages, so they decided to check out a video from the fans.

"Hi, I'm Karolina."

"I'm Julia."

"We are from Poland. My bias is Jimin. We always watch and we're keeping up with them. Because your music makes us happy. Jennie is pretty and the guys are handsome when they're smiling."

"Brings us to tears."

"When they are dancing, krumping and singing. Our hearts are speeding up. They are real."

"BTS is amazing!" They shout and start showing impressions for each member. The girls smile cutely for Jennie's impression, making her giggle. 

"BTS, you are unique! We love you! It's time to surprise!"

BTS eagerly watched them peel off a BTS poster, telling them to come to Poland. Later, they are requested by the two girls to perform Miss Right. 

As the song came on, Jennie started to speak, "Hey ladies. My boys are looking for their special someone. Have you seen her? Is it you? Perhaps you? Maybe even you? You see, my boys over here, they're lookin' for that...special girl. Someone they can call their own. Someone who can take walks with them. Someone who can fit that puzzle piece. Their ideal type. Their Miss Right. Tell em' Rapmon," She smiled as Rap Monster started to rap.

You're my Miss Right, Miss Right

neol nochindamyeon miss, right?

Miss Right? (All Right)

You're my Miss Right, Miss Right

Girl you want my kiss, right?

Miss Right (All Right)

'Game Mission'

Their next video message was from two girls from Chile. "We are Connor and Melly from Chile. We are big fans of BTS. We love you, guys. You are so good. We're making this video because we want you to play a game."

After they demonstrate the game, which is to have some small food to put in your mouth and catch the most food to win, they pick teams.

'Game Rules'

'Two members from each team, one throws and one catches with their mouth. Whichever team catches the most marshmallows wins. The winners get Jeju-do black pork burgers.'

'Team Red- Sungjae, Kangin, Amber, Jin, Suga'

'Team Blue- V, Jungkook, Rap Monster, Jimin, J-Hope'

Since it was an odd number, Jennie decided to just sit out and watch. She also wasn't hungry because she ate before coming on the show. But she asked if she could try it before the game started, while Amber was the thrower of the marshmallows. Spinning around ten times, Jennie ended up stumbling back, landing on her butt while everyone giggled at her.

"I don't even drink yet and I feel tipsy." She felt her head spin and held it.

"You all right?" Amber asked with a chuckle.

"I think so." She stumbled back on her feet. "All right, I'm ready."

Pulling herself together, she watched intently as Amber tossed a marshmallow at her. Opening up her mouth, and ducking down to catch it, she failed the attempt as it hit her nose. The second time, she managed to catch it in her mouth, including the third. During the fourth attempt, it almost landed in her mouth but it bounced against her teeth before it could get in.

"Ah! I got a small mouth, it's too big!" She exclaimed, earning a loud laugh from Rapmon. "Hush! You're gonna make me lose my concentration."

After her turn, she eagerly watched with the rest as Jin tried to catch marshmallows in his mouth. He managed to get 8.

"Yo! This is ridiculous! Like how!" Jennie watched as Jimin effortlessly caught the marshmallows in his mouth.

It was tied and now it was time for the tiebreak. Jin vs Jimin for the win. As they watched the intense battle, everyone jumped up and down, yelling in cheers. 

"This is so intense. My heart is racing." Jen watched on.

As soon as Jin missed the last marshmallow, Team Blue erupted in loud screams and cheers as they started jumping up and down, all over the place. Jen watched in amusement and congratulated them. After the game segment, they all take their seats. 

"The production team received photos from BTS before the shoot and uploaded them on our SNS. The fan response was huge." Sungjae announced.

"Let's see what comments they left," Amber revealed the first photo which was Jin's Mario collection. Next up was the Dodgers stadium photo in LA. Jungkook posted that photo. When J-Hope revealed that he loved baseball, Kangjin happily agreed, revealing that he likes it too. 

As the members revealed their favorite baseball teams, Jennie said, "I don't watch baseball here. Or back in America. Honestly, I prefer to watch football. And I love Tennis and golf." 

"I'm offended." Kangjin deadpanned, earning laughs from everyone.

The next photo was Jennie's which revealed a small DJ setup with a pair of headphones.

"Jennie's secret DJing booth." Amber read the caption and read some of the comments.

'She likes to DJ??? This is so new!'

'I never would have guessed that she was into something like this'

'I'm honestly surprised. This is really cool. I want to hear what she's doing with that!'

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute!" Rap Monster spoke up, raising his hand.

DJ? 

Jennie the DJ? 

Jennie DJs? 

What? Who, what and where? How? When?

"Did you just say DJ?" Jin questioned in amazement.

"DJ? You DJ?" Jimin turned to her with interest.

Letting out a breath, Jen nodded. "Fun fact, I like to play around as a DJ. For fun. I got into it a few years ago, before I came to Korea. I fell in love with how much you can create with this and to make all these different sounds to express yourself." She happily revealed. "If I wasn't doing K-Pop, I would rather be a DJ, honestly. I think I can do well as a DJ."

"Wow, this is very interesting," Sungjae said. "I'm shocked."

"Did you guys know this?" Rap Monster asked the members.

"I know about it," Suga replied. "She told me during one of our rapping sessions in the studio. After asking twenty times, she showed me a small peek of some of her stuff. It's not bad for just playing around. I hear potential."

"And since Suga makes music, he gave me some pointers. I'm taking it more seriously now, thanks to him. I just thought of it as something to play around with, but he changed my mindset of it." Jennie added.

"How come I didn't know this?" Jungkook spoke up.

"Yeah! What gives?" V added.

"I was nervous. I didn't think it was a big deal." She grinned sheepishly.

"What you showed me sounded like a big deal. It didn't sound like you were playing around." Suga pointed out.

"I want to hear this!" Jimin said keenly.

"So, when do you DJ?" Amber asked

"I only use it when I'm alone and to myself because I'm not ready to reveal the stuff I do on it, but I have been creating some cool things. So maybe in the future, I'll make a remix for one of our songs and perform it at a concert or something. You never know. Suga is really eager to work with me on it, ever since I showed him, so it's making me excited for the future."

When asked if they knew about their fans in Chile, Jennie answered, "I'm overwhelmed with happiness that we have so many international fans. It's astonishing that our music has reached out to so many, overseas. And the fact that the fans are making more friends because of the common interest of BTS, brings a lot of joy to my heart. We'll continue to work hard."

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During Music Bank, Jennie, wearing the outfit she wore from the music video, waited backstage as the guys did the opening.

Once it was her cue, she strutted out, not paying them any mind as they dropped their jaws, widened their eyes, and pointed her out.

jonjaehae jwoseo (cham) gamsahae

jeonhwa jom haejwo naega (ham) bap salge

a yojeum michin michin geo gata gichim gichim

hage mandeuneun yeojadeul otcharim

da bichim bichim

(berimachwi) ttaengkyu! nae siryeogeul ollyeojwo

(jayeollasik) don deuril pillyo eobseo

Gently grabbing a hold of her hand, Rap Monster gave her a seductive look, while she chuckled, playfully rolling her eyes.

I'll be in panic I'll be a fan

And I'll be a man of you you you you babe

Like he was sliding into her DMs, Jungkook smoothly approached her as he sang.

jakkuman nuni doragane yeojadeurui bae (Yup)

yeojadeureun bangjeongsik uri namjadeureun hae (Yup)

ttam ppilppil gwaenhi bilbildaege dwae

deo manhi jom sineojwo haihilhil

Standing in front of Jungkook, Jennie starts hopping around with the rest of them, until they turn around to the other side.

nado yeollyeodeorp al geon da areo

yeojaga segye choegoran geot mariyeo

Grabbing her hand, he started walking up to her until he was in her personal space, earning loud screams. He grinned in her face as she tilted her head to the side with a smile.

Yes I'm a bad boy so i like bad girl

illu wabwa baby urin jal doel geol

(Hello hello) (what!)

(Hello hello) (what!)

Tell me what you want right now

(Hello hello) (what!)

(Hello hello) (what!)

Imma give it to you girl right now

nae kkeon anirajiman neon choego

ni apeseo baebae kkoineun nae mom

nege dagaseogo sipjiman neomu simhage areumdawo

yeojaneun choegoui

seonmuriya seonmuriya

jinjja nae sowoneun

neoppuniya neoppuniya

nan neoramyeon I'm ok

Oh jajega andwae maeil

aptaedo choego dwitaedo choego

meoributeo balkkeutkkaji choego choego

La la la la la la la la la

aptaedo choego dwitaedo choego

La la la la la la la la la

meoributeo balkkeutkkaji choego choego

La la la la la la la la la

aptaedo choego dwitaedo choego

As she shook her behind, she stopped V from smacking it as she shook her head, giving him a warning look.

La la la la la la la la la

georeumgeori hanakkaji choego choego

Strutting forward, earning loud cheers, Jennie started her verse with a sexy expression on her face.

I know I'm the best, from head to toe.

It's completely ridiculous if you think I don't know.

Meanwhile, Jungkook and the rest of the guys were in the back. The guys try to hype Jungkook up to go approach her as he stares at her hard.

Jennie heard a lot of screams from the crowd and she was curious as to what the guys were doing behind her, but managed to ignore her curiosity and continue, deciding not to look back this time.

My hair

My body

My waist and legs

It's okay to stare, I know that I look good

Yea, I see you starin' hard

Caught you off guard

I see you droolin'

Who are you foolin'?

Meanwhile, Jungkook slowly made his way to her as he tried to flirt with her. She turned to him and ran a hand down his chest.

Sucks to know it won't be easy to tempt me

You and I both know that I'm driving you crazy

Running a hand through his hair, she continued.

Those sexy smirks and lip bites clearly show how much you're yearning

Grabbing his hand, she placed it on the side of her waist, running it down slowly to her hip and lower until it was at the side of her thigh as she remained unbothered by his seductive smirk and eyebrow raise.

Don't try to hide it, I see your body twistin' and turnin'

You call me an equation and say you can just do me

But we both know you're the one dreaming and wishing you could touch me

Jin managed not to faint on stage when he saw what his two babies were doing and went on with the song, making a mental note to lecture them big time for not showing him and telling him about this particular part of the dance. 

Did the rest of the guys know?

Body rolling with her and mirroring her movements from behind, Jungkook placed his hands on her hips, pulling her back as her back met his chest. They move together in sync as the crowd's screaming intensifies.

I could turn you into a man

But you can't handle this

You say you can't hold back and you wanna please me

I'm gonna need you to behave and take it easy

Turning around, she grabbed him by his jacket, pulling him close. Closer than expected, as they hear the crowd go into pandemonium. Jin wanted to yell when he saw how close their faces were. An inch closer, they would've kissed. Someone had some explaining to do. This was too dirty for his eyes. They were both his pure babies. And to see them so close like this, he's afraid of what might happen when they get older.

And yes I'm the baddest

Yes I'm a bad girl

But I ain't your baby, you gotta earn that

Shoving him away, the rest of the members met up with them as she stood in the middle, dancing to the chorus with them.

Hello hello, hello hello, I'll tell you what I want right now

Hello hello hello hello, I ain't givin' it to you right now.

I'm the best and I know it but I'm not yours.

I make your body twist and turn when you in front of me.

nege dagaseogo sipjiman neomu simhage areumdawo

yeojaneun choegoui

seonmuriya seonmuriya

jinjja nae sowoneun

neoppuniya neoppuniya

Approaching Jennie again, Jungkook grabbed her hand, smiling down at her as he gently lifted up her chin.

nan neoramyeon I'm ok

Oh jajega andwae maeil

aptaedo choego dwitaedo choego

meoributeo balkkeutkkaji choego choego

La la la la la la la la la

aptaedo choego dwitaedo choego

La la la la la la la la la

meoributeo balkkeutkkaji choego choego

La la la la la la la la la

aptaedo choego dwitaedo choego

eorim banpuneochi eobtji handu beonssik

nolda heeojil yeojadeuregen gwansim eobtji

geunde neol bomyeo baewo body geonchukhakgaeron

mukjikhage jeunggahaneun naui teseutoseuteron

horeumongwaui ssaum igyeonaen daeum

yeonguhae neoran jonjaeneun

banchigiya paul

mijeok gijuni badamyeon

neon jom simhae geu jache

gukga chawoneseo

gwallihaeya doel mihyeong munhwajae

As soon as J-Hope started to rap, he followed Jennie who was strolling away from them. He followed her with the rest of the guys

geunyeo meori badi heori dari

mal motaneun beomwikkaji

gwansim eopdan mari namjaroseon manhi eoisangsil

jageun jeseuchyeo hanaedo ppeogi gaji

Girl ni yuhoge bammada jikyeo

nae keompyuteo jari

As the guys made a door, J-Hope grabbed her by the hand and she stumbled forward in surprise. He opened up the door, gesturing for her to walk in. Shrugging, she walked through.

geunyeoreul wihan lady first

yeojan chagaun bingsan? Let it go

nal michige haneun female nal jageukhaji maeil

oneuldo horeumongwaui ssaum hu

nae yeodeureumeul jjae

image

(Hello hello) (what!)

(Hello hello) (what!)

Tell me what you want right now

(Hello hello) (what!)

(Hello hello) (what!)

Imma give it to you girl right now

nae kkeon anirajiman neon choego

ni apeseo baebae kkoineun nae mom

Jimin approached her, spinning her around as she let out a laugh.

nege dagaseogo sipjiman neomu simhage areumdawo

yeojaneun choegoui

seonmuriya seonmuriya

jinjja nae sowoneun

neoppuniya neoppuniya

nan neoramyeon I'm ok

Oh jajega andwae maeil

aptaedo choego dwitaedo choego

meoributeo balkkeutkkaji choego choego

(nugu ttaemune?) yeoja ttaemune

(nugu ttaemune?) horeumon ttaemune

(nugu ttaemune?) namjagi ttaemune

(namjagi ttaemune?) yeoja ttaemune

(nugu ttaemune?) yeoja ttaemune

(nugu ttaemune?) horeumon ttaemune

(nugu ttaemune?) namjagi ttaemune

(namjagi ttaemune?) yeoja ttaemune

When it was her cue, she stood in the middle, shaking her hips and her ass, making the guys freak out and all fall down dramatically because her sexiness was too much, earning even more screams from the crowd. As they all get up, they continued the song.

yeojaneun choegoui

seonmuriya seonmuriya

jinjja nae sowoneun

neoppuniya neoppuniya

nan neoramyeon I'm ok

Oh jajega andwae maeil

ap taedo choego dwi taedo choego

meoributeo balkkeutkkaji choego choego

La la la la la la la la la

ap taedo choego dwi taedo choego

La la la la la la la la la

meoributeo balkkeutkkaji choego choego

La la la la la la la la la

ap taedo choego dwi taedo choego

La la la la la la la la la

georeumgeori hanakkaji choego choego

----

Backstage, squealing happily, Jen wrapped her arms tightly around Jungkook's neck as she hugged him close. He laughed and affectionately wrapped his arms around her waist. 

"We did it! I'm so happy! It worked out better than I expected!" She pulled away. "You and I make a great team."

"The Golden Duo is taking over." Jungkook beamed.

Later on, backstage, Jimin started goofing off with Jungkook, telling the camera, "We're in a love relationship." As he tried to hug him.

"No." Jungkook bluntly replied, trying to pry him off.

"OH HELL NO!" Jungkook and Jimin heard Jennie shout as she marched over to them.

"You're cheating on me!?" She exclaimed, playing along while Jungkook shoved Jimin away, making him hit the wall.

Playing along as well, Jimin stuttered, "J-J-J-Jennie it's not what it looks like!"

"What is wrong with you? Are you cheating on me?" She grabbed him by the shirt, shaking him with all her might. "I've been a good woman to you, Jimin! What is this? I don't understand!"

"Jennie, it's not what it looks like! I love you! Please! Forget about this! JiKook isn't a thing! I swear! JenMin is forever!"

"It's soon about to be JenKook!" She released him.

"No! No! Please~" He whined, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind, like a Koala bear.

"Get off of me~! Jimin! Stop it!" She laughed. "I'm supposed to be mad at you!"

As the cameras go away to where the rest of the members are, the three friends continue to play along.

"Never! Tell me you love me and you forgive me, then I'll let you go!" Jimin exclaimed.

"I think she made her choice. She's with me now. No more JenMin. It's the JenKook era now. We even proved it during the War of Hormone performance. Now I would appreciate it if you let my Jennie go."

"Your Jennie? She's MY Jennie! I won't lose to you, Jungkookie! Let's go, Jennie! I'll make it up to you. I'll buy you a lot of smarties!" Jimin released her and grabbed her hand, attempting to leave.

Jennie shrieked when Jungkook firmly grabbed her other hand, pulling her out of Jimin's grasp as she jumped into his chest. 

Holding her securely, Jungkook said, "Let's go, Jennie, we have a date with video games. They aren't going to play themselves." He took her away.

"Nooooooooo! You will pay Jungkook! This isn't over!" Jimin yelled in despair.

On Instagram, all Jennie saw on her feed was notifications blowing up about her War of Hormone performance.

'RUDE! JENNIE IS RUDE! Don't give me that sexy look!'

'I like how she can be cute one second and go from 0 to 100 in sexiness. Them bedroom eyes tho! She's making me question my sexuality! Them legs, though!?'

'Did you see the way Jungkook looked at her!? I'm so jealous.'

'Wish I was Jennie!'

'Yo, her stage presence has extremely improved! That was just too sexy! Great job, Jennie!'

'We NEED more of this Jennie! I love this side of her! More than I love her badass side and cute side. Sexy Jennie for the win!'

'Can we please have more of this Jennie BigHit? I like this side of her!'

'RUDE! FRIGGIN RUDE! Who gave you the right to say those dirty parts!?'

'I'll turn you into a man, I'M FRIGGIN SCREAMING'

'THEM THIGHS THO!'

'Those tight pants she was wearing, omg the thighs! I think I'm in love!'

'I SHIP IT!'

'I ship her with all the members! I just can't friggin choose!'

'Exactly why Jennie is my bias wrecker! The things she does! She's killing me!'

'She killed it!'

'I'm really glad she's getting more recognition for this! She slayed!'

"AHEM!" Jennie looked up from her Instagram feed to see Jin with his arms crossed. Jungkook, who was sitting next to her, began to look nervous.

"H-hey Jin~ How are you?" She grinned sheepishly.

"Care to explain to me why you and Jungkookie didn't show me that part of the dance!?"

"Eh heh heh, what was that? Oh, I'm coming Namjoon!" She ran away with Jungkook.

"Get back here! You two are going to get it when we get home!" Jin shouted

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During one particular day at SOPA, Jennie and Jungkook were asked to welcome a group of Thai exchange students. As soon as they walked into the room, the students freaked out, taking out their phones to film them. From their high pitched yells to their squeals and enthusiasm, Jen giggled at their reaction as she stood with Jungkook.

Jungkook stood there shyly, with his hands together. Meanwhile, he watched Jennie as she waved at the students with a bright smile on her face.

"Do you know who these two are?" The two of them heard one of the staff members ask the students and they immediately responded. "Bangtan Sonyeondan's Jungkook and Jennie."

As they were applauded, Jen and Jungkook bowed to the students, welcoming them to the school.

"Hi! How's everyone doing!? Welcome to SOPA!" Jennie spoke up as the students happily responded. Jungkook continued to watch her. She was so outgoing, as he stood there shyly. "We're happy to have you. I hope you enjoy your time here. This is an amazing school, I hope you enjoy every second here. Thank you again!" She bowed once more.

"You're so pretty!" She heard a female student shout.

"Aw, you flatter me, too much. Thank you!" She responded happily.

After school, had ended, Jennie was at Hayoon's locker. "Yo, I'm telling you, your singing is amazing!" Jennie exclaimed after hearing her during their singing class.

"You really think so?" Hayoon smiled. "I've always been told that I sound childish when I sing and I need to sing more maturely."

"But that's how you sound. That's how you sing. It's unique. And it goes well. Keep singing and don't ever stop."

"I won't because of you. Thank you. I'm so excited for 2015. I really hope the debut goes well."

Hayoon had mentioned to her that she would be debuting in a girl group called G-Friend in 2015. Jennie couldn't wait to see her in action. It was long overdue.

"I'm so friggin' proud of you. I'm sure G-Friend will soar. I'm headed to my guitar classroom to practice a little bit before I head back to the dorm. I'll text you tonight, okay?"

"Okay! See you!" Hayoon waved while Jen carried her guitar in a case.

Meanwhile, with Jungkook, he kept checking his phone, to see if Jennie responded to his text messages. Wondering where she was, he decided to ask a few students if they had seen her but with no luck.

"J-Jungkook?" Hayoon approached him. "Are you looking for Jennie?"

"Yes, have you seen her?"

"She told me she's in her guitar classroom."

Sighing out of relief, he smiled. "Thank you!"

Back to Jennie, she sat with her guitar, correcting the guitar notes in her notebook, making sure to finish up her guitar homework early. As she practiced, she thought about making a cover in the future. The rest of the members had revealed covers on the BTS SoundCloud account, and fans were always asking when it would be her turn.

Jungkook walked around the hallway, shyly and politely greeting girls who approached him until he saw Jennie playing the guitar. Sighing out of relief, he opened up the door.

Hearing the door open, she turned to the door and smiled. "Hey!"

"There you are." He grinned. "I've been looking for you, everywhere. Did you get my messages?"

"Oh, sorry, my phone was on silent. You ready to go? I wanted to finish up some homework. I didn't worry you, did I? Sorry, I worried you. Next time, if you can't find me, I'm always in the guitar classroom or the library."

"I'll remember that."

After they came back to the dorm, Jungkook sighed and headed to lay down on his bed, in his room.

"All right, he's been sighing for a while, now. Is he all right?" Jennie asked with concern.

"Jungkookie is probably overworking himself," Jimin replied as he prepared to head out to practice his dancing.

"I'm gonna see what's up. Have fun at practice." She waved him goodbye.

Knocking on the door, Jungkook murmured out a come in. Walking in, she shut the door and sat on the edge of his bed. "What's up, Jennie?"

"I couldn't help but notice that you look and sound exhausted. Have you been overworking yourself?"

"I'm fine."

"Please don't give me that excuse. You're not fine."

Sitting up, he reassured her, "I'll be okay. I was gonna go practice, later."

Placing a hand on his torso, she placed him back on the bed. "Um, no you're not. You're staying, right here."

Sitting back up, he continued to be stubborn. "I want to practice-"

"Come on, let me be your nurse again. I don't like seeing you like this. You need to rest."

"I feel like I'm a burden to you..." He sat up again.

"First of all, I want you to get that thought out of your head, right now. Don't ever say that again, you hear? I like doing things for you. Seeing you healthy and happy gives me joy. Don't ever think you're a burden to me. You're not. And never will be. Now lay down." She gently pushed him down on the bed.

He let out a laugh. "You're really bossy, you know that?"

Playfully rolling her eyes, she replied, "Take a nap. You need sleep. Your body needs to rest. I'll check up on you, later. And you better be resting. Turn your phone off, no distractions, just rest. Okay?"

"All right."

"Good." She smiled and got off the edge of the bed. Before she could make it to the door, he gently grabbed her by the hand.

"Can you stay with me, again?"

She heard him ask. Turning around, she gestured for him to scoot over. She sat up against the bed, while he laid his head on her lap.

"Do you think I'm improving?" He asked, looking up at her.

Looking down, she responded, "Of course. What brought this up?"

"Ah...just random thoughts."

"Talk to me. What's on your mind?"

"I dunno, it's just that sometimes I think that I'm not good enough. I wish my skills were better. I really want to improve my singing."

"You're good enough." She firmly stated. "Don't ever think that you aren't. It takes time to improve. Look how far BTS has come. And we're only getting better. Your singing brings joy to the hearts of ARMYs and everyone around you. And you will improve. Your singing is way different from when I first heard you near our debut. It's so angelic. Soothing. I never get tired of it."

Smiling, he replied, "Thanks for always listening to me."

"You can come to me, anytime. Tell me anything. Anything that's on your mind. Or if you need to vent. I'm here for you. Always. Now take your nap. I'll fix you something to eat later."

"Can I have your cupcakes again?"

"Once you feel better."

"Great. Just hide them from the hyungs. I don't want them to try to take them."

"Hahaha. I'll try my best. But I do understand where you're coming from. With the singing situation. Although I try to keep the negativity away, I do have days when I feel like there's nothing special that I bring to the table. I get disappointed in myself when I don't reach my goal when I want to. And I push myself a lot. But I try not to push myself to the point where I'll hurt myself. I just wish I could see myself progress faster." She let out a breath and looked up at the ceiling.

"You are special. To ARMYs. To the hyungs. To me."

Smiling softly, she replied with a soft, "Thank you."

As they relaxed in comfortable silence, Jungkook let out a chuckle. "Remember when you broke the lamp?"

"Um, WE broke the lamp. Namjoon still feels some type of way about me breaking it, but it wasn't just my fault. It was your fault, too."

"That's not what he believes." He laughed evilly.

"I hate you." She laughed, playfully smacking him on the chest.

"Do you really?"

"Nah, I like you. You're an all right guy."

"Just an all right guy?"

"Okay, you're a cool guy."

"Just a cool guy?"

"Oh, my gosh." She laughed. "All right, well...I love spending my time with you."

"So, do I."

"I do enjoy you always listening to me and vice versa. I'm still honored that I'm your best friend. I wear the ring proudly."

"So, do I."

"So, yeah. You can be a pain in the neck, but you'll always be the goofy bunny that I enjoyed being around since we met."

Smiling to himself, he softly responded, "Good to know."

Deciding to get under the covers, Jungkook snuggled against her. "Guess I'm a pillow, for you now? That wasn't part of the deal." She joked.

"It is now. You're...really warm." He murmured.

"And you're really cold." She laughed.

After a moment of silence, he requested, "Can you...sing me to sleep?"

"What artist?"

"IU."

Smiling, she let out a silent laugh. "Of course, IU. You really like her, don't you? It's so cute. I hope you get to tell her how much you admire her. You're always fanboying about her. I don't blame you, though. She's so gifted and breathtaking."

'She's not the only girl...' He thought to himself.

"I'll sing Midsummer Night's Summer. Is that cool? It's my favorite since you got me into her music." She interrupted his thoughts.

"Perfect." He responded as he closed his eyes. 

As he listened to her sing the song, he thought to himself, 'You should sing with me, more often. We need to sing a cover together. Better yet, make a song together. I love your voice...I'll never get tired of it.' 

The Bangtan Gal Chapter 32- You're Easy To Mess With

Chapter Summary: Jen celebrates her 17th birthday, her friendship with Amber grows. Some of the members attempt to mess with Yoongi & Jennie while they nap. Jen visits Angelina in LA to support her upcoming album, only for it to be crashed by unpleasant guests.

Words: 8,000+

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Just before dance practice was over, the members took one last break before they prepared to record a Bangtan Bomb of their hyped up version of War of Hormone. Sitting against the wall, Jen casually scrolled through her Instagram. Ever since the music video for War of Hormone dropped, critics have said that this BTS era showed off more of Jen's improved stage presence. Throughout her notifications, she would see people tag her Instagram name, showing others that she was the girl who strutted herself on stage.

'Who is this girl? What group is she in? She's American? She's cool, I wanna see more of her'

They would ask as fans of BTS would answer eagerly.

She was delighted to see that her hard work had been paying off for this era. She planned to keep up the great work and improve with each comeback. Setting her phone down, she and the rest of the members got in formation for the song as Namjoon stood in the middle. As the first beats of the song blare out around the room, Namjoon twitched before jumping up in the air, flashing his stomach.

'Yep, I can tell this is gonna be a mess. Might as well be a mess with them.' She considered with a short laugh. 

Let's see if she can be on their level of goofiness.

"Hobi! Hobi~!" Hobi squealed with a broad grin on his face, getting into position with Jungkook.

When Jimin and Tae got in their positions, Jungkook punched Tae in the stomach. Tae let out a loud, dramatic groan while Jen fought the urge to laugh at their shenanigans.

"Look over there, over there!" Yoongi shouted and pointed at Jennie, getting the guys' attention.

"WHAAOOOOOOOO~"

The guys lost their minds as she walked in front of them and the camera. Flashing the camera with a derp face, Jen wiggled her eyebrows.

After the guys freaked out, screaming and yelling outrageously, Namjoon started his verse. All the members begin to dance, acting excessively than usual.

jonjaehae jwoseo (cham) gamsahae

jeonhwa jom haejwo naega (ham) bap salge

a yojeum michin michin geo gata gichim gichim

"AHHHHHH!" Hobi screamed. 

His sudden scream caused Jen to slip and lose her balance for a second while in a fit of giggles. She played the fall off by spinning around, posing with her arms in the air, before getting back up to her feet.

hage mandeuneun yeojadeul otcharim

da bichim bichim

(berimachwi) ttaengkyu! nae siryeogeul ollyeojwo

(jayeollasik) don deuril pillyo eobseo

I'll be in panic I'll be a fan

And I'll be a man of you you you you babe

jakkuman nuni doragane yeojadeurui bae (Yup)

"Aye!" Jen and Hobi yell.

yeojadeureun bangjeongsik uri namjadeureun hae (Yup)

"Sing it!" Jen shouted, clapping her hands together.

ttam ppilppil gwaenhi bilbildaege dwae

deo manhi jom sineojwo haihilhil

nado yeollyeodeorp al geon da areo

"Ah, you're the best!" Hobi shouted to the camera.

yeojaga segye choegoran geot mariyeo

Yes I'm a bad boy so i like bad girl

illu wabwa baby urin jal doel geol

Rushing up to the camera, covering his eyes before revealing them with a cute grin, Tae walked back, singing his verse.

(Hello hello)

(Hello hello)

"WHAT!?" Hobi screeched.

Tell me what you want right now

"Right now!" They all shout

(Hello hello)

"WHAT!?"

(Hello hello)

"WHAT!?"

Imma give it to you girl right now

"Right now!" Hobi shouted.

nae kkeon anirajiman neon choego

"Choego!" Hobi and Jimin yell ridiculously.

ni apeseo baebae kkoineun nae mom

"Nae mom!" Tae joined Hobi and Jimin. Rushing up to the camera, Jimin puckered his lips.

nege dagaseogo sipjiman neomu simhage areumdawo

yeojaneun choegoui

seonmuriya seonmuriya

jinjja nae sowoneun

neoppuniya neoppuniya

While the seven boys rushed up to the camera again, Jungkook continued as Jen jumped around in the background.

nan neoramyeon I'm ok

"Okay!" Hobi said with Jen as she jumped up in the air from behind.

Oh jajega andwae maeil

"YYYYYEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Taehyung let out an over-dramatic yell as a vein popped out of his neck.

Jen watched Taehyung with an amused, questioning expression. She looked at the camera, pointing to him. "He dun' lost his damn mind. What is going on?!" She questioned the silliness.

"It's the hormones, Ennie. The hormones!" Jimin answered.

"HORMONES!" She yelled, throwing her arms up in the air.

aptaedo choego dwitaedo choego

meoributeo balkkeutkkaji choego choego

Jungkook kicked Tae in the butt as they continued to dance.

La la la la la la la la la

aptaedo choego dwitaedo choego

La la la la la la la la la

meoributeo balkkeutkkaji choego choego

La la la la la la la la la

aptaedo choego dwitaedo choego

Getting him back, Tae kicks Jungkook in the butt.

La la la la la la la la la

georeumgeori hanakkaji choego choego

As the guys stayed in the back, Jen walked forward, putting her hoodie over her head as she rocked side to side, looking down at the floor. "Uh! Uh! Okay!"

Looking up at the camera, she began her verse in a third person perspective for the female ARMYs, "She knows she's the BEST, from head to TOE!" She shouted hysterically. Jungkook and Jimin let out a laugh. "It's completely ridiculous if you think she don't KNOW!"

"WHAT!?" The guys shout. Jimin and Hobi start shaking Jungkook back and forth as they point at her.

Kneeling on the ground, she pointed to the camera. "Her hair. Her body, her waist and legs, it's okay to stare, she knows that she looks good. Yea, she sees you starin' hard." Back on her feet, she jumped on one foot, like she was tripping, "Caught you off guard. She sees you droolin', Who are you foolin'?"

"AH! AH! Back away!" Jin shouted, shoving Jungkook away from approaching her as he fell on the floor. Tae took the opportunity to kick him while he was down.

As her verse continued to play, Jin got protective, making sure the guys stayed away from her. Meanwhile, Jen turned to the camera and jumped on Jin's back as he let out a yell of surprise. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.

"When did I agree to this?" He exclaimed as he spun her around in circles.

"Stop hogging her!" Jimin complained.

"Give her to me!" Tae added as she got off Jin's back.

"Not another step!" Jin pointed while Jen turned back to the camera, walking forward while the guys bicker.

Oblivious to Jungkook approaching her, he bumped his hip against hers.

"Whoa!" She shouted, stumbling off to the side. Whipping her head to the side to see who bumped her, she laughed and punched him in the chest. "Not cool!"

Jungkook giggled in response as she shoved him away from her. Pointing to the camera, she sang, "And yes she's the baddest. Yes, she's a bad girl. But she ain't your baby, you gotta earn that."

Getting in position for the chorus, she sang, "Hello hello!"

"WHAT!?" The guys yell wildly

"Hello hello!" She yelled louder

"WHAT!?"

"She'll tell you what she wants right now!"

"RIGHT NOW!"

"Hello hello!"

"WHAT!?"

"Hello hello!"

"WHAT!?"

"She ain't givin' it to you, right now! She's the best and she knows it but she's not yours. She makes your body twist and turn when you in front of her!"

nege dagaseogo sipjiman neomu simhage areumdawo

yeojaneun choegoui

seonmuriya seonmuriya

jinjja nae sowoneun

neoppuniya neoppuniya

nan neoramyeon I'm ok

Oh jajega andwae maeil

aptaedo choego dwitaedo choego

meoributeo balkkeutkkaji choego choego

La la la la la la la la la

Tae snuck in a kiss on Jennie's cheek, catching her off guard. "That's gonna cost you smarties. My kisses aren't free, Tae." She teased, giggling with him.

"Ah! What is this!?" Jin grabbed her away. "No touching!"

"How could you!?" Jimin shouted at Tae as all the guys ganged up on him.

After their bickering, Yoongi rushed up to the camera, rapping.

eorim banpuneochi eobtji handu beonssik

nolda heeojil yeojadeuregen gwansim eobtji

geunde neol bomyeo baewo body geonchukhakgaeron

"Jungkookie is going up!" Hobi said dramatically while Yoongi was lifted up in the air.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH~"

"GO SUGA GO!" Jen yelled as she and the rest of the members jumped up and down, enthusiastically. She fell on the floor as her laughter started to hurt her stomach.

Was this even a dance practice anymore? This was just too much fun. They need to have more dance practices like this.

"Hobi's going!" Tae shouted as she got back on her feet. Hobi started sliding his feet, moving forward with a big grin on his face, while the rest of the members followed his movements.

geunyeo meori badi heori dari

mal motaneun beomwikkaji

gwansim eopdan mari namjaroseon manhi eoisangsil

jageun jeseuchyeo hanaedo ppeogi gaji

Girl ni yuhoge bammada jikyeo

nae keompyuteo jari

As the guys made a door, Tae scooped Jen up bridal style, while Hobi jumped on his back.

"This is a mess!" She laughed.

"Let's go~!" Hobi beamed while Tae managed to walk through the human door.

geunyeoreul wihan lady first

yeojan chagaun bingsan? Let it go

nal michige haneun female nal jageukhaji maeil

Making his way to the camera, Hobi made a heart with his hands, shouting, "I love you!"

(Hello hello)

"WHAT!?" Jen yelled with Jimin

(Hello hello)

"WHAT!?"

Tell me what you want right now

Jin began his traffic dance while the rest continued the chorus.

(Hello hello)

"WHAT!?"

(Hello hello)

"What!?"

Imma give it to you girl right now

nae kkeon anirajiman neon choego

ni apeseo baebae kkoineun nae mom

"Ah, I'm tired, guys." Hobi breathed out.

nege dagaseogo sipjiman neomu simhage areumdawo

yeojaneun choegoui

seonmuriya seonmuriya

jinjja nae sowoneun

neoppuniya neoppuniya

nan neoramyeon I'm ok

Oh jajega andwae maeil

aptaedo choego dwitaedo choego

meoributeo balkkeutkkaji choego choego

(nugu ttaemune?) yeoja ttaemune

(nugu ttaemune?)

"Because of ARMYs!" Hobi made another heart with his hands, while Jen flailed her arms around.

(nugu ttaemune?)

namjagi ttaemune

(namjagi ttaemune?)

"We are men too!" Jimin shouted.

yeoja ttaemune

(nugu ttaemune?) yeoja ttaemune

(nugu ttaemune?) horeumon ttaemune

(nugu ttaemune?) namjagi ttaemune

(namjagi ttaemune?)

"Because of ARMYs!" Jimin shouted again.

yeoja ttaemune

"Because of ARMYs!" Tae added with Jennie.

For the break dance, Hobi and Jin grab each other's hands and jump up and down. Jimin and Namjoon do their goofy footing dance, while Jungkook and Tae grab onto each other, leaning back with Yoongi behind them.

Meanwhile, Jen decided to perform the running man dance, making her movements bigger than usual as her mouth was wide open in a big grin.

yeojaneun choegoui

Out of nowhere, Tae shoved Jimin off to the side, making him fall down. 

"Why!?" Jennie grabbed onto Tae, shaking him.

"Yah!" Namjoon shouted, looking around at the hyped mess.

This was pure chaos!

What were they? Were they sane?

La la la la la la la la la

ap taedo choego dwi taedo choego

La la la la la la la la la

georeumgeori hanakkaji choego choego

As the song ended, Jungkook kicked Tae in the butt, making him stumble on the floor. Jimin kicked him down when he tried to get up and a chorus of laughs were heard. When the recording ended, Jen helped Taehyung back on his feet. 

"Best dance practice, hands down." She said with a smile.

"Phew, I'm beat." Hobi stretched and sat down on the floor.

Gathering up her things, Jen saw a Kumamon phone chain on Yoongi's phone. "What's that?"

"Kumamon." He answered casually.

"Cute. Is that your favorite character?"

"Yeah. yours?"

"Hello Kitty." She answered with a big smile.

"Hello Kitty, huh?" Yoongi nodded to himself, making a mental note.

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After taking a shower back at the dorm, Jen headed to a local dog café to meet up with Amber. Spotting her waving with a big grin on her face, Jen rushed over to her, wrapping her arms around her, for a long, friendly hug.

"You're here! How you been, girl?" Amber spoke as she pulled away, gesturing her to sit down.

"I just had dance practice, so I washed up and made my way here. I'm sore, but content." Jen responded she took a seat across from her. Looking around at the variety of dogs strolling and playing around, she smiled. "This place is so cute!"

"I knew you'd like it!"

Watching a Golden Retriever puppy approach her, Jen started to pet it as it nuzzles her hand. "Ugh, so adorable. I want a dog, now. Can you take a picture of me?"

"Hehe, sure." She grabbed Jen's phone while she held the puppy in her hands, holding it close to her with a cute smile on her face.

After snapping the photo, Jen tweeted it on the BTS Twitter account with the caption, 'I'm getting puppy fever! It's so cute! I want a puppy, now!'

"Some of the members have pets and they usually live at their parents' place. If I do get a puppy, I don't have anywhere for it to stay if I'm on schedule and have to travel."

"I can take care of it with you! I live alone with my dogs!"

"You don't mind?" Jen inquired as she set the puppy down.

"Of course not! And we gotta have sleepovers soon. Get you away from all the testosterone. I know it's a workout, living with seven guys, hahah."

"I've gotten used to it but it would be nice to hang with more girls."

"Then it's settled. I'll plan a sleepover for the both of us."

"Sweet! Let me know when."

"So, if you do get a puppy, do you have a particular breed?"

"I'd like a Jack Russell Terrier. They're so adorable. Especially when they're puppies."

"Aw! I hope you get one, soon! So, how's school?"

"The only thing I love about school is my English classes. English is my favorite subject. I'm taking Honors English."

"Ooh, fancy. Planning on going to college?"

"I really want to. But I want to go to college in America. But since I'm here, I'm not sure what the future holds. Maybe I'll go to college here if I can. Who knows what BTS will become in 2017 when Jungkook and I graduate from SOPA."

Amber nodded. "I'm happy that you're serious about your education. Continue that. What other classes are you taking?"

"Oh, you know, the requirements like history, math and so on. I'm continuing my guitar classes."

"Ah, I knew you played an instrument. How's that going?"

"The class is an advanced one, so it is complex. Learning about the history of the guitar and how it's evolved. It's fascinating to learn. I try to stay after school for extra help from the teacher. It helps."

"Are you making friends at SOPA?"

"Hayoon is my best friend at SOPA. One of the sweetest people ever. She is such a great baker, too. Her cupcakes are A1! We gotta bake together. She's timid but if you continue to talk to her, she'll break out of her shell. She's currently preparing to debut in G-Friend."

"Oh wow~! That's great! I wish her the best."

"I'll be checking their debut out, giving her support. I know it's going to be great. As for other friends, I do have some. I try to communicate with everyone and say hey, every now and then."

"Haha, you're so opposite from Jungkook. I heard he's quiet and shy."

Jen nodded a couple of times. "Very. He'll come out of his shell and make close friends. I know he will. Anyone will be lucky to have a friend like him. He's always there when you need him."

"Such friendship goals." The two shared a laugh.

After getting their cups of hot chocolate and a variety of pastries, Amber asked, "So Jen, do you miss America?"

"Always. I always wonder what my sisters are doing on campus and how my parents are. I try my best to Skype, text and call." Letting out a long sigh, she resumed her statement. "Every time I think about my sisters, I realize how much I missed out on having a normal life. I love SOPA and all but it's a bit overwhelming as an idol there."

"Elaborate."

"I want to be treated as a normal student. Treat me like any other classmate. I don't want people to be nervous to approach me or anything like I'm someone superior to them. I'm a normal human being. Let's be friends, talk to me like I'm just a regular student trying to get my education, the same as you. I'm usually filmed and have pictures taken of me in class. Like dude, just say hey to me, and we'll be buddies. But I feel like all they think of me as just an idol."

"I understand what you mean, but you gotta remember that you are becoming famous. Keep in mind BTS is growing day by day. ARMYs are an impressive fan base."

"Yeah...I guess it still hasn't hit me. To be honest, I am anxious about the future. I hope the fame won't overwhelm me."

"Don't forget about the sasaengs," Amber replied in a serious tone.

Making a facial expression of horror, Jen covered her face. "Aw man, I forgot about them."

"Prepare Jen Drop. It's inevitable, unfortunately. Just be aware of your surroundings and the people around you. I don't want you to get hurt." She looked at her with worry. As Jen uncovered her face, Amber smiled and held her hand, squeezing it. "If anyone tries anything, let me know, so I can find where they live and kick their asses."

Letting out a laugh, Jen and Amber shared a smile. "I'll try my best. Gosh, I enjoy talking with you. I feel like I can express myself more in English. I'm happy that you and I get to talk in English, together."

"Me too, girl. How do you feel about your progress in the industry?"

"I feel like I'm improving day by day. I'm thankful that I'm getting more recognition for War of Hormone."

"Well, it's not hard with you strutting with your sexy self on stage. When I saw the performance, I was like, 'Yes, girl! Shake it! Shake that brass!' Speaking of Shake That Brass, I'm working on my solo album. One of the songs is called Shake That Brass. I'll be shooting the music video, soon. Would you like to be a part of it?"

Jen stared at her, astonished. She wanted her to be a part of it? Her?

"No way, really!?"

"Yeah! The more the merrier! Plus, you'll get to meet the people I hang with! It'll be fun~! What do ya say? Please? Please say yes! We'll dance together and everything. The dance isn't difficult. You'll breeze right through it."

"Sure!"

"Yay! I'll keep you updated. Let me know what Big Hit says and everything. You'll have a blast. Taeyeon is also a part of the song."

"G-Girls Generation Taeyeon?"

"Mm Hm~" Amber nodded. "She's super nice. You two will hit it off for sure."

"Can't wait!"

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For Halloween, as the members got their makeup done, they were filmed for a Bangtan Bomb. Jen became Black Widow for Halloween, wearing a short red wig to go with it.

"Do I look badass, now?" She gestured to the costume, giving the fans a closer look at it. "I like it! This is sick."

"Anything you want to say to ARMYs?" She was asked. 

"Have a safe Halloween and enjoy a lot of candy!" She grabbed a pack of Smarties. "Gotta have my daily dose of smarties~!" She popped one in her mouth.

"I dunno how you can eat that. There's hardly anything sweet to it." Yoongi approached her, with his hair disheveled and makeup resembling Chucky.

"I dunno, maybe it's because my taste buds are better than yours." She deadpanned.

"Pssh, no the fuck it ain't."

"Language!" She exclaimed in a scolding tone. They'll definitely have to bleep that out when they post the video. Turning to the camera, she put her hands up in defense, clearing her throat. "I sincerely apologize for Suga's language to those who aren't over the PG-14 rating."

Stepping away from the camera, Jen took selfies on her phone until Namjoon photobombed her, pretending he was going to bite her.

"Well, well if it isn't Black Widow. I wonder how your blood will taste." He played his vampire persona.

"The only blood you'll be tasting is your own when I kick you into next week, pal. Now back away if you know what's good for you." She warned, playing along in a fearless tone.

"This isn't over." He went off to his next victim, which was Jungkook.

"He looks scary." Jungkook started backing away, turning to the Bangtan Bomb camera as Namjoon approached him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Don't come near me! Don't come near me!"

"Aye! Back away from him." Jennie got involved, while Jungkook hid behind her.

"Yah! Give me the boy!" Namjoon demanded.

"You'll have to go through me, first." She stared up at him, fearlessly.

"This should be a movie. Black Widow vs The Vampire, in theaters October 31st. Catch the sneak peek on BangtanTV." Jimin looked on while Jen and Namjoon shared a laugh.

------

After they headed back to the dorm, Jen laid on top of Yoongi, as the both of them napped on the couch.

"They still sleeping??" Jimin looked on, watching them.

Recently, Yoongi and Jennie had become each other's napping partners. He enjoyed how she was easy to sleep next to and didn't irritate him while he slept.

"Have they even moved? It's been an hour." Jungkook questioned as he watched them.

"Let's mess with them." Jimin slyly suggested with an evil giggle, rubbing his hands together.

"I'm in!" Tae answered while Jungkook and Hobi also agreed.

"Your funeral," Namjoon replied nonchalantly and went back on his phone.

Hobi took out his phone and began recording as he and the Maknae line slowly made their way to the sleeping pair.

"This just in, we've found two species. The Suga and the Jen." Jimin commentated. "Two species who are dedicated to naps."

"Jen's weakness?" Hobi inquired.

"Smarties," Jungkook answered precisely.

"Suga's weakness?" Jimin asked.

"Unknown," Tae answered. "What will happen when we attempt to wake them? What we will do may be dangerous. If you see a Suga and a Jen, prepare for anything."

"Indeed. We have yet to find out what will happen if their slumber is interrupted." Jungkook added

Hearing giggles and chatter, Jen frowned at the noise. Suddenly she felt a rumble from Yoongi's chest.

"Leave us the fuck alone!" His sudden shout made Hobi yelp in fear and he ended up dropping his phone, while Jimin grabbed it to continue recording.

"MAY DAY! MAY DAY! THEY HAVE AWAKENED!" Jimin hollered.

Jen let out a sigh of irritation because of the loud noise, murmuring to Yoongi, "You want me to hurt them?"

"Yeah. That'll be great. I'll join in." He gently pushed her off him and got off the couch. Jen stretched out her arms in the air and got off the couch, too.

"Uh oh, they're awake!" Jungkook shouted.

"Take cover!" Tae yelled as he and the rest of the guys scattered around the living room, keeping their distance.

Turning their heads to each other, Jen asked Yoongi while putting her hair in a bun, "Who do you want to kill?"

"I'll take Jimin and Hobi." Yoongi responded in a dark tone, cracking his knuckles.

A loud gulp was heard from Hobi when his frightened eyes met Yoongi's glare. Screaming at the top of their lungs when Yoongi began to run after them, Hobi and Jimin jumped around the furniture and into one of the bedrooms.

"Tae and Kook it is." She dashed after them, ignoring their screams and yells. "Yeah, you better run!"

"Any mess you make, you're cleaning it up! Don't break anything!" Jin shouted from the kitchen. 

Namjoon shook his head, putting in his earphones. Even with the earphones, he could hear crashing noises, groans of pain, screaming and yelling. 

"These kids..." He said, hearing the yells from the four pranksters, as well as Hobi's loud screeching. 

"I TOLD you to not mess with my napping!" Jen yelled

"Now you four fucked up!" Yoongi shouted as the four pranksters started pleading for mercy.

"I learned my lesson! I learned my lesson!"

"Please! Have mercy!"

"Y-Yoongi I thought we were cool!"

"Spare me! I'm innocent!"

"After all that I've done for you, Jennie!?"

"I'm sorry! Don't hurt me!"

"Go away!"

"After all that we've been through!?"

"J-Jennie what are you doing with that pillow!?"

"Yoongi, don't strangle him, please!"

"What are you about to do with that pillow!"

"She's trying to suffocate him! Help Taehyung!"

"Ow! That hurt Yoongi!"

"MOMMY!"

The two of them see Hobi desperately attempting to crawl out of the room. "Please...Jin...Namjoon...help us! I beg of you-AHHHHHHH~" He screamed as he was dragged back into the room by Yoongi.

Yoongi slammed the door shut as Jin and Namjoon heard Hobi scream, "No! No, please! I'm sorry! It won't happen again!"

Raising a brow at the violent noises, Jin murmured, "Oh my..." Turning to Namjoon, he asked, "Should we be concerned?"

"Nah. They brought this on themselves. They'll know next time." Namjoon nonchalantly replied. After five minutes, Yoongi and Jen get back on the couch and nap, in the living room, like nothing happened. "Should I check on them, or should you?"

Jin let out a sigh. "I'll get the first aid kit."

Heading into one of the rooms, he found the four boys, battered, groaning in pain and clutching their most aching areas, like their heads and stomachs.

"Now what have we learned today?" Jin smiled. "This is what you get for playing around with the wrong people at the wrong time."

----

When it was finally her birthday, Jen checked her blown up notifications of birthday messages from fans, which put a smile on her face.

'You are such a great person, you make my day! I love you!'

'Thank you for sharing your talent with us. You're one of a kind in BTS! Thanks for showing us girls out there to stay happy and confident'

'Munchkin~ thank you for making me smile every time I see you!'

'Please keep being who you are! Don't ever change for anybody!

'Have a wonderful day!'

'Happy birthday to this beautiful girl!'

'Sending love from Europe!'

'Brazil loves you!'

'Come back to America!!'

'Shouting out happy birthday from America! Hope you come back home soon!'

'Stay smiling!!'

'You always catch my attention in BTS, I will always be a fan!'

'I want you to know how loved you are!'

'So thankful for this girl's existence'

'Stay healthy and don't overwork yourself!'

'Huge inspiration!'

'I'm your biggest fan!'

'Happy birthday to my bias!'

'Happy birthday to my bias wrecker who turns from cute to sexy in three seconds!'

'Happy birthday to the girl with the curls representing the curls!!'

'My baby!!'

'So happy with how far you've come!'

'She's really growing up. I'm so proud of her!'

It was positive messages like that, that gave her a boost of confidence and happiness to continue to work hard. Heading out of her room, she was greeted by the guys helping Jin create a special birthday breakfast for her, blueberry pancakes.

As soon as they saw her, they shouted 'Happy Birthday' and mob her with hugs as she laughed. "Thanks, guys!"

"A chair for the birthday girl." Namjoon pulled out the chair and she sat down.

After the birthday breakfast, Jimin pointed to the front door when they heard the doorbell ring. "I wonder who could that be!" He made his way to the door. When he opened it, a Hello Kitty mascot skipped inside.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!" The guys shouted, getting hyped out while Jennie widened her eyes, looking stunned. The mascot started dancing around as she started to laugh, standing up to hug Hello Kitty.

"All right, whose idea was this?" Jen asked with amazement as she looked on at the cuteness.

"I told the guys how much you like Hello Kitty. So, we planned this. Also, got you some Hello Kitty merch." Yoongi revealed, pointing to the gifts in the living room.

"You guys are really something else, you know that? Thank you, this is perfect." She beamed. 

Dancing around with Hello Kitty and taking photos with her, Jen and the rest of the members had a great morning.

Later, in the afternoon, Namjoon knocked on her door. After waiting a few moments, Jen opened her door to have an envelope greet her face.

"One last gift." Namjoon smiled.

"What's this?"

"Open it and see."

Gesturing for him to come into her room, they sat on her bed as he anticipated her reaction. As soon as she opened it, she saw plane tickets. Her stomach dropped when she noticed the destination.

LA.

Snapping her head up at him, she grabbed onto him. "LA!?"

"There's a note. Check it out." He let out a chuckle.

'I told your ass that you would be coming to me in America, or I would come see you in Korea! Pack your bags, girl! You're invited to my album party! I missed you! Can't wait to see ya!'- Angelina :P

Tears began to form in her eyes as she wiped them away.

"I know you miss her. She misses you too. Go see her. I know it'll boost your spirits." He mentioned.

"How'd you know I was feeling bummed?"

"I'm the leader, I notice things. You can always talk to me, you know that right? Anything that's on your mind. I'm here. Just call me and I'll be there."

"Thank you." She hugged him tight.

"Get ready, I'll come with you to the airport."

"Okay!"

They both got off her bed as Namjoon headed to her door. Turning back around to face her, he spoke up, "One more thing. Can you...can you tell Angelina that I like her rapping? Her speed and flow are incredible. I'd like to collab with her if she is cool with it."

"Hand me your phone."

He heard her demand and took it out of his pocket. After watching her type something, she handed it back.

"Tell her yourself." She said with a soft tone.

Looking back down at his phone, his eyes widened at the fact that Jennie keyed in Angelina's number on his phone. "I-I dunno what to say."

"You can start by, hey, this is Rap Monster. Jennie gave me your number. I think your rapping is dope, would you like to collab?' Or something of that nature. You'll figure out something."

Rubbing the back of his neck, he shyly replied, "Ah, I dunno..."

"Trust me, she'll be happy to see that you hit her up. She thinks, and I quote, you're sexy, anyway."

His interest increased at her sudden statement. "Oh really?" He started to grin to himself, raising a brow. "What else did she say?"

Amused at his mood change, she shook her head. "You can find that on your own, buddy. You're the one who has her number."

"S-so do you!"

"Goodbye, Namjoon. Let me pack." She playfully pushed him out of her room.

After packing up, she continued to look around in the kitchen for her stash of smarties. "Hey, Namjoon? Have you seen my bag of smarties? It was in the cabinet. The jumbo ones."

"About that..." Namjoon rubbed the back of his neck, grinning sheepishly. "I tried a couple and they weren't that bad. I moved them, though."

Rolling her eyes, Jen shrugged. "Of course, you did. Where are they?"

"Currently in my stomach as we speak."

Dropping her amused smile, she dropped her jaw. "You ate all my smarties!?"

"N-now listen-"

"Why!?"

"I-"

"Why!?"

"I'll buy you some more!"

"Oh, my gosh, what am I gonna snack on, during the plane ride?"

"When you go to America, you can buy all the smarties you want?" He chuckled hesitantly.

"I'm so over you."

After the anticipated plane ride, Jen arrived in LA with her agent, Diana. As soon as they both arrived, they were greeted by a mob of fans, screaming and having their phones out, filming.

"What the." She paused and looked around. "What? What the heck is going on?"

"Fans sat here for hours to see you arrive," Diana informed her.

"...they can't be all here for me, right? Was there another celeb on board?"

"Only you, Jen."

Still in shock, she decided to approach the fans. "Aye! What up, what up!?"

All she could hear was more screams and cheers as they called out her name. From I love yous, to Welcome Back to America, it was touching. After taking selfies and accepting some gifts from the fans, she made her way to the car with Diana.

Watching the fans try to follow them, she murmured, "This is friggin crazy, man."

So, this is how it's going to be from now on? Maybe this won't be too bad in the future.

The car ride to Angelina's mansion where she and her family lived, went quicker than expected as Jen rushed to take her seatbelt off.

"Slow down!" Diana let out a laugh as she made her way out of the car.

"BABE!" Jen heard a loud scream and got tackled down to the ground. 

She grunted loudly as her back hit the ground. Opening her eyes, she saw Angelina squeezing her to death as tears formed in her eyes.

"ANGIE!"

"I missed you so damn much!"

When they finally got back on their feet, Angelina pulled her back in for a tight hug while Jen tightly wrapped her arms around her. Pulling away, Jen tried to control her tears.

"Stop crying! You gonna make me cry, again, damn it!" Angelina wiped Jen's tears away. Stepping away from her, she took a good look at the 17 year old. "Look at you, getting all beautiful and thick. Your butt is bigger!" She poked it.

"Aye! No touchy!"

Letting out a laugh, she grabbed her hand and took her inside. "You and I have some extreme catching up to do."

"Where's the rest of the fam?"

"My mom is shopping. Dad is working, and my little brother is in his room gaming."

"Jennie!" They heard the 13 year old boy as he ran over to them.

"Ah, speakin' of the devil," Angelina said while Jen was hugged by her younger brother. "Still got a crush on my friend, Ty?"

"N-no! Shut up!" Tyrone pulled away and tried to punch her.

"Aye! Who are you swingin' at, little boy?!"

Jennie giggled at their play fighting. Tyrone took a liking to Jennie when Angelina first introduced her to him when they were back in Amity. He thought she was pretty and her smiles always got him to act giddy.

After the 19 year old beat her younger brother, sitting on top of him as he tapped out, Angelina took Jennie to her room, where she'll be sleeping over. Locking the door so Tyrone wouldn't interrupt their girl talk, Angelina sat by her desk.

Jen on the other hand, fell back on her bed, sighing at the comfort.

"You 'ight, girl?"

"Jetlagged." Jen confessed.

"Sorry for dragging you to LA."

"No, I'm happy to be here. I just realized that my body can't run 24/7. I'm exhausted, constantly on the go. I need to take better care of myself."

"Please make sure you do. Don't overwork yourself, girl. So! I wanna know errthing! How's the group? How's Namjoon?"

"Hahaha, you're so eager to know about Namjoon's well being, huh?" Jennie sat up with a smile. "He's doing great. And so are the rest of the members."

"Glad to hear that. You look so happy with them. I'm glad you left and moved on. So, Miss 17, how do you feel now that you're older? I can't believe you're about to be legal next year! I can't wait for you and I to start partying together."

"I honestly don't feel any different. Maybe once I'm 18, it'll hit me."

"What's it like for you in K-Pop?"

"Well, recently, I have been seeing that people criticize me for not looking like your ideal idol. And I'm over here like, I wasn't aware that you had to look a certain way to be in this industry. I have my own style and want to continue breaking boundaries."

"Good, continue that."

"I think I'm doing well to maintain being myself. For our recent comeback, I'm happy that I've been getting more recognition."

"Girl! Let me tell you, when I saw that music video, I was like, no way is that my Jennie, all grown up. You did that, girl. That music video was fire. BTS has great music."

"Thanks, girl! The only thing is, I hope the recent recognition for me is not because I'm acting sexier. I want to be noticed for my talents, not my sex appeal on stage, y'know? As they say, sex sells but I don't want that for myself. I don't want to be portrayed that way."

Angelina nodded, agreeing with her statement as she listened to her continue.

"The dances for our comebacks get intense every time. It's a challenge, but I'm loving every second of it."

"God, I friggin' love you. Your high spirit in the group makes me happy that you're continuing to perform. I totally gotta see you in concert."

"Well Miss 19, tell me about the rapping career!"

"I can't believe I got this far man...it's...it's a blessing, y'know? My life is so crazy now. I'm blessed to have supporters like you and my family in my life. You guys keep me in check, helping me to move forward. And now my first anticipated album reveal party is on the 14th. I'm so nervous."

"How many songs are there?"

"13."

"Who did you collab with?"

"Most of them are just me but I did manage to get Drake in one of my songs."

"No friggin' way! Angie! That's amazing!"

"He's so chill. He'll be at the party. I'll introduce you to him."

"S-seriously? THE Drake? He's coming to the party?"

"Mm hm! It's gonna be lit! I hope I can collab with Nicki soon. Wanna get a sneak peek at the songs?"

"Hell yeah!"

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On November 14th, Jen and Angelina were in the limo, on their way to the event. Jen wore a white two piece dress, while Angelina wore a black two piece dress with spaghetti straps.

"Ready, girl?" Angelina beamed.

"You know it."

When the limo door opened, they both stepped out, immediately greeted by paparazzi, interviewers and fans as they stood behind the red VIP ropes. Linking arms, they began to walk, waving at everyone. As they walked down the red carpet, the two of them took photos together, as they heard the paparazzi shout about two former Amity members staying in touch and still being friends.

After the photos, they're stopped for interviews.

"Jennie, how do you feel supporting your former bandmate, Angelina, in her solo career?"

She was asked as she smiled brightly. "I'm so proud of this girl. I knew she was going to make it big when I first heard her rap. I'm ecstatic!"

"I love this girl, right here. I'm so happy she's here with me, today." Angelina hugged her from the side.

"What makes your friendship with each other so special?" They were asked.

"Y'know, honestly, no matter how far we are from each other, whenever we're in different countries, we'll always be friends and keep in touch. We recently got back in touch while I stayed in America and she went to Korea. Shout out to BTS by the way!"

"Jennie, will we be seeing a solo from you, anytime soon?"

Shaking her head, Jen replied, "Nah, no solos from this one. Right now, I'm 100% focused on group songs."

"I hope she solos one day, though. I'll be waiting." Angelina nudged her.

"Will you two be collabing together in the future?"

"Never say never~" Angelina wiggled her eyebrows while Jen winked.

After heading inside the venue, Angelina made her way to the stage, greeting the crowd and giving her welcoming speech, revealing her first album, called, Angie. It was finally out on iTunes and will be in stores the next day. After the reveal, she performed one of her singles, which happened to be with Drake, which got everyone hyped. After their performance, Angelina brought Drake right over to Jen.

"This is my girl, Jennie." Angelina presented

Butterflies filled Jen's stomach as she smiled, trying to act as calm as possible. "Hi! It's nice to finally meet you!" She managed to say, starting off in a shaky tone.

"How you doin', girl?" He politely greeted her, kissing her hand. Jen let out a nervous giggle from his charm.

"I'm trying not to freak out in front of you. Can I have a hug?"

Angelina laughed at her nervousness while he happily accepted her request.

'Oh mah god, it's Drake!' Jen mouthed to Angelina as she wrapped her arms around him.

Whatever cologne he was wearing, it smelled nice.

'I know! Score!' Angelina mouthed at her.

"Jennie is very talented in singing," Angelina added.

"Oh really?" Drake turned to Jen.

"Ah, it's nothing special." Jen tried to deny it.

"Hey, maybe you two can collab, one day? Heck, even the three of us, one day. Have you heard her voice?" Angelina beamed.

"Sing a little, let me hear what you got." Drake gestured.

Jen looked at Angelina in shock, while she laughed at her reaction. Letting out a breath, she decided to sing a little bit of Alicia Keys. After singing, she smiled shyly while he nodded in approval.

"Damn, girl. That was tight."

"Really? That means a lot, coming from you. Thank you."

"She's so in denial, I swear." Angelina shook her head. As the three of them take a photo together, Jen posted the photo on Instagram and on the BTS Twitter, tweeting, 'SHOOKED! So proud of you Angie! I love you!'

After hanging with Drake, the two friends heard the paparazzi shout, "Amity! Amity! Over here!"

"The hell?" Angelina turned to the entrance with Jennie to find Hailey, Trinity and Layla strolling in. "Oh hell no. Why the hell are these bitches here?" She looked on in disgust, making her way to them with Jennie.

Jen exhaled and frowned at the situation. Of course, they would be here.

"What are you three doing here?" Angelina asked in a not so polite tone. 

Before any of the three members could respond, they started to get photos taken.

"All five members are here! Can we have a reunion photo!?" They hear the paparazzi shout

"Come on, just like old times." Hailey smiled sweetly. Jen could see right through it as she put on a fake smile for the cameras.

"Angelina! Jennie! Are you going to be rejoining Amity?" They asked.

"Nope!" Angelina and Jen answered immediately.

"That's just too bad. Well, you're always welcome to rejoin." Layla replied.

"I don't want to go to jail for murdering your leader. So, I think it's a wise choice for me to not rejoin." Angelina warned.

After the dreadful photo op, all members of Amity stand in a secluded area to talk without any cameras.

"Wow..." Angelina looked at Hailey up and down. "You got some serious balls to show up here unannounced. And you two are followers. The hell do you think you are?"

"Ouch. That's how you greet us?" Trinity asked.

"I know. The animosity is hilarious." Layla snickered.

"I just came to give my kudos to you and your album. Is that so wrong? And Trin and Lay wanted to tag along." Hailey answered.

"Yep because you're here to promote yourself and steal my spotlight like you always do. Don't you got something better to do?" Angelina spat.

"As a matter of fact, I do." Hailey turned her attention to Jennie and smiled. "Hello, Jennie, long time no see." She spoke in Korean.

Jen parted her lips, staring at her in bewilderment, speechless while Hailey continued to smile innocently.

Did she just speak in Korean? 

Why? 

How? 

Who taught her? What is going on?

"Wh-when did you learn Korean...?" Jen hesitantly asked.

"Oh, a long time ago. Why? Surprised?"

"Wipe that shit eatin' grin off your plastic face." Angelina spat at Hailey.

"Sorry, stupid girl," Hailey replied in Korean.

"What that bitch say?"

"She gave you a half assed apology and called you a stupid girl." Jennie translated with a frown.

"Stupid? I'll show you stupid." Angelina shouted before getting held back by Jen.

"Don't make me get a restraining order against you. Don't forget you're the one who affected my face." Hailey warned in English.

"And that plastic surgery didn't do much to your face."

"Why did you learn Korean?" Jennie inquired in a serious tone.

"That's none of your business." Hailey shrugged.

"You said learning it was a waste of time. Now how come all of a sudden you decide to learn the language? That isn't a coincidence."

"How's BTS, Jen? You should introduce me to your group! I'm dying to meet them! Let's see if I remember them correctly. There's Rap Monster...the leader that I met...Suga...J-Hope...V... Jimin...Jin...and one other...what's his name...? The handsome one. Ah, Jungkook?"

Letting out a shaky exhale to control herself, Jen stared at her with a serious expression. "Do not go near my boys." 

"Why not? I'm thinking about collaborating with one of them. Jungkook has a phenomenal voice-"

"You're not going near my best friend. That's not happening."

"Best friend, huh? That's cute. And you got friendship rings to lock it down, huh? What's the problem, Jennifer?"

"I don't feel comfortable with you around him or the rest of the members."

"You're acting paranoid."

"No, I just know you have bad intentions. Stay away from the Bangtan Boys. Got it?"

"Why? Think I might steal your spot?" She taunted

"Did you hear my girl? She said you're not going anywhere near her boyfriend!" Angelina snapped.

"He's not my boyfriend! Cut it out!" Jennie exclaimed

"Well, not yet." Angelina shrugged, earning a punch in the arm.

"Oh? Well, he is handsome. If you're not dating him, maybe I should." Hailey suggested

"HAHAHA!" Angelina laughed loudly. "You can forget it!"

As soon as Jen heard Hailey's statement, a force of protection overcame her as she stepped in front of her.

"Jungkook and I actually discussed this. Whoever he chooses to be with or has a crush on, he told me that he'll come to me, to get my opinion since he trusts my good judgment. And you are nowhere near an option. So, I would appreciate it if you stayed away from him, got it?"

"And who are you to tell me who I can and cannot be around?" Hailey raised a brow.

"Because I won't let someone like you, taint his mind or take advantage of him. Jungkook is a kind, gentle person. He's selfless, and always there when you need him. I'd do anything to keep that bright smile on his face. And I'll be damned if I have someone like you, hurt him. He deserves someone who can take care of him, love him for him and not for his looks, and cherish him. Someone who can make him happy. And you aren't that person and never will be. I won't let you treat him like some play toy for your own pleasure, tossing him aside when you're done with him.

No friggin' way, Hailey. You are not going anywhere near Jungkook or the rest of the members. Forget it. Get that stupid thought out of your head. I'm done with your shit."

Hailey started laughing. "That was adorable. Really. What a speech."

"You think this is funny?" Angelina snapped

Jen shook her head, looking at Hailey with disappointment. "Why can't you just leave me alone?"

"I dunno it's just really entertaining to see you freak out over stuff like this. You're easy to mess with." Hailey shrugged.

"So, you think this is a game? Let's make Jen go crazy for our pleasure?"

"Yeah, it doesn't take much to push your buttons. Especially when you choose the most personal buttons to push. I do find it enjoyable to watch you freak out and fall. I wonder how far I can go with this."

"I wonder how far my fist can go through your face."

"By all means, hit me. We're already in a public setting, anyway."

"Well, you certainly didn't have a problem throwing a drink in my face and running away afterward."

"Because I know that you're not going to do anything to me. You're scared to. Scared of the consequences. It's best if you'd stay in your lane, Jen. If you know what's good for you."

Letting out a scoff as she watched her leave with her followers, Jen crossed her arms. 

"You good? I'm about to see if I can kick her out." Angelina placed a hand on her shoulder.

"I really, really am getting tired of her shit..."

"You and me both, sister."

Later on that night, while the cameras were on all members of Amity, Hailey decided to make an announcement on camera. "Well as you know Amity has had their new album, recently." Hailey beamed while Jen and Angelina fought the urge to roll their eyes. "We have some great news for patient fans. On behalf of SongStress Entertainment, I am proud to announce that Amity will be having a world tour very soon in 2015!"

The announcement caused a lot of positive feedback while Jen and Angelina glanced at each other.

"Excuse me?" Angelina questioned. "You're really announcing this at my album party?" Her blood started to boil.

"And...we'll be touring for the first time in South Korea!"

Jen's stomach dropped as she stared at her in surprise. "You are...?"

"Yes! I wanted it to be a surprise, isn't it great?" Hailey happily asked as the cameras continued filming.

"No. It's not great." Angelina replied in a flat tone.

What the heck is going on?

After getting away from the cameras once more, Hailey approached Jen. 

"If you ever want Amity to collab with your group, lemme know."

"No."

"Think about it, Jennie. BTS could use the publicity."

"We'll earn publicity by our music. I want nothing to do with you."

"You sure? Your music isn't that good."

"The autotune in your music any better?"

"Okay, you're angry. I'll let you cool down. Tell your boys Amity will see them in Korea. I'll make sure to stop by."

"You wish."

"Just remember, Amity is better."

"Uh huh, we'll see about that." Jen waved her comment away.

After the event, Jen and Angelina are back in Angelina's room. Angelina paced around in her pajamas, still pissed off at Amity's sudden arrival.

"Yo...you have no idea how much I wanted to strangle all three of them...like are you kidding me? Are you really gonna show up to MY album event? MY event? And announce your weak ass world tour? You tried it. I should've kicked her ass."

"I'm glad you didn't hit her. I feel like she's just doing this to get a reaction out of us." Jen murmured, sitting on Angelina's bed.

"Easier said than done, right? Especially when she talked about your boys. I'm glad you stood your ground when she talked about them."

"I'm just...so protective of him and the rest of the members."

"Hey, the Bangtan Girl gotta protect the Bangtan Boys every now and then. Not just the Bangtan Boys protecting the Bangtan Girl."

Before Angelina could continue talking, she got a text message from a random number.

'Hi, this is Rap Monster from BTS. Jen gave me ur number. I think your rapping is amazing, I would love to talk with you and maybe collab with you in the future.'

"Holy shit! My night just got better!" Angelina squealed and started to become a giggling mess.

Jennie smiles to herself. 

'About time.' She thought

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Back in Korea, Jen found herself at the school library after school, writing notes for her Honors English class. "Maybe I should've just taken a regular English..." She murmured 

The work had gotten harder, week by week with difficult books to read. But it was her favorite subject and she wanted a challenge. As she continued to have her face in her books, she heard the chair across from her being pulled out. Looking up, she saw Jungkook taking a seat.

"Hey." He grinned. "I finally remembered where you hide out."

"Ha, I don't mean to hide. I find a little solitude here, despite the constant stares and not so discrete photos and videotaping while I work."

"We can always just work at the dorm."

"I know but I like the atmosphere of libraries."

Smiling at her statement, he raised a brow. "You really like school, don't you?"

"Just English and guitar." She returned his smile and went back to her books.

Jungkook continued to watch her while she worked, admiring her work ethic. "Can I ask you something?"

"Knock yourself out, Kookie."

"I-I know you're busy with your Honors English but could you...tutor me in English?"

Placing a bookmark in her book, she closed it and met his stare. "You want me to teach you English?"

"Yes."

A smile came across her lips. "Of course, I'll teach you. Just lemme know when you want to begin." She went back to answering her homework questions in her notebook, which was due next week.

A few moments later, she felt eyes on her. She looked up, catching his stare before he shyly looked down at the table.

"N-now?"

Meeting her gaze, he nodded, revealing a cute grin across his face.

"Now."

The Bangtan Gal Chapter 37- Running Man

Chapter Summary: BTS guest star on Running Man, playing the Tag Game. Running Man cast quickly finds out that JenKook are dangerous when they work together, and try to separate them.

Words: 4,000+

Author's Note: Jungkook fluff! JenKook! I love Running Man and plan to have Jennie be on more episodes, so I'll be making random chapters of her on Running Man. I hope you enjoy it. Inspired by Episodes 171 and 172 Tag Game with EXO! There will be a JenKook Running Man Episode in 2015 of the story! 

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Located at a local mall, rented out for the Running Man crew, the camera pans toward a stage in the middle of the mall.

‘There’s a stage...?’

Suddenly, BTS emerged from the stage, appearing as the audience cheered loudly, while they performed Danger.

‘They are finally here. Welcome idol group, BTS!’

“Okay, now your last mission will start. BTS versus Running Man. You’ll take turns playing hide and seek. Since your question is wrong, Running Man will hide first.” The announcement was heard as each Running Man cast member scrambled around the mall for a hiding spot. “BTS will start looking for you now. Rotating hide and seek starts now!”

With her curly hair styled in a bun on top of her head, with curls layered around her face, and her name tag stuck against her green varsity jacket, Jen strolled around on the first floor of the mall with the rest of the members. 

“I think we should split up.” Rap Monster recommended.

He pondered about getting as many Running Man cast members as possible by splitting up into teams, instead of staying together.

“Yeah, I think that would be wise.” Jin agreed.

“With this method, we should so we can oust as many as we can,” Jennie responded.

Adrenaline filled her veins. It was her first time on Running Man, along with the rest of the members. Who knew they would get a great opportunity to be on the show instead of sitting at the dorm, watching it? And it was a tag game, too!

“Split up into teams of two?” Jungkook suggested since BTS had an even number.

“I call Jennie!” A sudden shout was heard behind her. 

Before she could comprehend what was going on, Jimin wrapped his strong arms around her waist, holding onto her like a Koala Bear, with a big smile on his face.

“No way!” Jungkook blurted out. He stared at Jimin in annoyance, calling him out, “I called her first! Before we even got here!”

“There’s no proof! So, she’s my partner. You always hog her. We never spend any time together these days.”

“Oh dear...” Jen let out a sigh.

“Actually,” Rap Monster spoke up, removing Jimin from Jennie, “I called her first because I asked her last night and she said sure.”

Jungkook and Jimin, J-Hope and V, Jin and Suga were together in teams and scattered around the mall. J-Hope, V, Jungkook and Jimin go on the second floor, while Jin, Suga, Rap Monster and Jennie stay on the first.

“RUNNING MAN!” Jen heard the guys yell while she walked with Rapmon.

“We need to find the strongest players first. Like Jongkook. If he’s not out before this round is over, we’re going to be in deep trouble.” Rapmon murmured.

“I hear you. Lord knows I don’t want to encounter that man.” She shook her head. Jongkook was someone she never wanted to encounter. He was a beast on Running Man and showed no mercy. She would rather be on his team than against him. “Let’s check out that store, over there.”

Walking into a random clothing store, the two of them search around. From opening changing room doors to looking around the racks of clothes, they couldn’t seem to find anyone. Meanwhile, Haha and Ji-hyo were in the storage room, nervously watching them on camera, hiding out.

“Find anything?” Jen asked after shutting the last dressing room door.

Rapmon sighed in disappointment. “Nah. Let’s move to another store.”

“Ooh look at these hats!” She looked at the shelves with snap-backs in amazement. She might have to buy one of them after filming is over.

“Not the time Jennie.” Rap Monster dragged her away from the hats as the audience laughed.

“I’ll be back for you!” She pointed to the snap-backs as they exited the store.

“HEY! I found one of them! Guys! Come quick! Second floor! YAH!” They instantly hear Jin shout as all members of BTS rush to the second floor, in front of the store where Jin is yelling. 

Suk Jin was found in one of the storage rooms among various brown boxes.

“Hello, Suk Jin! I’m V!” He happily introduced himself as he grabbed a hold of him with a big grin.

“Hello, V. Now can you let me escape?” Suk Jin desperately tried to pull back.

“No can do!”

Jin, V, Jimin and Suga were all over Suk Jin, grabbing onto him and striving for his name tag.

“Snatch it off! Get it!” Jin shouted. “We’re almost there!”

“What does it look like we’re doing!?” Suga retorted.

“Jin is just a little bit too excited to play this game.” Jimin giggled while Suk Jin started laughing while trying to evade getting his name tag ripped.

‘Big nosed brother is in danger!’

All they could hear was a loud rip as Jimin happily raised the name tag up in the air.

‘JI SUK-JIN OUT. JI SUK-JIN OUT’

“Hello, it’s nice to meet you. My name is Jimin.” He grinned and bowed.

“Jimin. I’ll remember that name.” Suk-Jin called him out as they all shared a laugh.

Meanwhile, outside the store, Jen walked to the railing to see Haha running around on the first floor. As the camera catches her spotting him running around, the audience wooos.

“Found another!” She shouted as she dashed down the stairs with Namjoon.

Hearing her shout, Haha turned around, startled, and stared in surprise when he saw two members of BTS running to him.

“Oh, come on!” He exclaimed and began to run away. He panicked as Jennie got closer and closer to him. As he stopped running when Rap Monster attempted to grab a hold of him, Haha managed to keep him at arm’s length, laughing nervously. “The game just started!”

“Sorry, Haha.” Rapmon laughed as he attempted to grab him again. Evading his arms once again, Haha managed to run up to the second floor. “Jennie, corner him!”

“On it!” She shouted in response, running up the steps by skipping one step at a time, beating Haha on the second floor. 

As Haha glanced up to see her in front of him, he let out a yell in shock. He swiftly turned around to run back down the steps, but Rap Monster was at the end of the steps. The audience whoos once again as they watch that Haha had nowhere the go and Jen grabbed a hold of him from behind, maintaining a strong grip.

The caption, ‘Haha Has Been Caught!’ was shown on the screen.

“I’m sorry, Haha!” Jen ripped the name tag off his back in a quick motion.

‘HAHA OUT. HAHA OUT.’

“Atta Girl!” Rap Monster praised with a smirk, as he walked up the steps, regrouping with her.

Jen bowed to Haha, as he recovered. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Haha. I’m Miss Bangtan, Jennie.” She happily introduced herself.

“Ah, you’re too fast. I dunno what just happened.” He said in bewilderment as she let out a laugh with the crowd. “It’s nice to meet you, too, Jennie. Thanks for getting me out so early in the game. Was looking forward to lasting a while.” 

“Next time!” She guaranteed

‘One minute before rotating’

Jen and Rapmon hear the announcement and run around to hide. She decided to split up from Rapmon and head into a shoe store, running into J-Hope and Jungkook in the process. They decided to go into the room in the back, which was a storage room, stocked with other shoes, hiding around the equipment.

“5!”

“4!”

“3!”

“2!”

“1”

As the loud buzzer was heard, the Running Man crew began their search to hunt down BTS.

‘8 members of BTS VS 5 members of Running Man’

Hobi was next to Jennie, shaking violently, as he held onto her for dear life. Jungkook glanced at J-Hope, who was whimpering and let out a snicker. This was very funny to him.

“Hobi, you’re gonna get us caught! Relax!” Jen tried to stop him from shaking.

“I can’t! This is too scary! We’re gonna get caught! EEK!”

“SHH!” She put a hand over his mouth and turned to Jungkook. “Kook, please help me.” She pleaded desperately. 

They could not afford to get caught this early. She wanted everyone on her team to last long for their first time on Running Man.

“Hyung, it’s going to be OK. It’s not like someone’s gonna jump out and get you. Heheh, I wonder if they’re in this room right now, just waiting for the right moment to get you.” Jungkook teased, smirking evilly.

“EEEK! We’re gonna die!” J-Hope whined as the crowd laughed.

Jen rolled her eyes and rubbed J-Hope’s back, trying to soothe him as she shot Jungkook an annoyed expression.

Seriously, Jungkook? Really? Of all times to act the evil Maknae?

“WOW, Kookie. NOT helping! You just petrified him!” She whispered in annoyance, as she received a victorious smirk in response from the Golden Maknae.

But the mood turned serious when they heard someone in the store. 

“Children! Come out, children! Where are you!?” Jae-suk, better known as Grasshopper, shouted.

Jen exhaled shakily, covering J-Hope’s mouth so he wouldn’t scream. She shook her head urgently, trying to get him to calm down and not yelp in fear. Abruptly, they hear the door open as the three of them remain quiet.

“I have a feeling someone’s here...” They heard Grasshopper murmur as a cameraman followed him.

“AH! I found Jungkook!” He shouted, grabbing onto his arm as the crowd whoos. “Jungkook, it’s nice to meet you.”

Jungkook let out a laugh as he tried to push him away. “It’s nice to meet you, too.”

“YAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” J-Hope screamed over the top of his lungs and ran out of the room.

Grasshopper turned around in shock. “There’s another one!?”

The crowd laughed at his statement, while he began to run after J-Hope instead.

“J-Hope!” Jen shouted, running out of the store with Jungkook. “Run Hobi run! Run and don’t look back!”

“The kids are over there! Trap them!” Gary yelled as he ran towards them with Kwang-soo.

“Crap! Oh God, we lost our cover.” Jen looked on with worry, wondering what to do.

“Come on.” Jungkook grabbed her hand and dashed away from them.

J-Hope ran so fast from the adrenaline rush, that he escaped the Running Man crew and they decided to run after the Maknaes instead.

“Smartie and Jungkook are in trouble!” Suga pointed out to Rap Monster, hastily.

Rapmon simply shook his head, responding in a calm tone, “No, they’re not. They’ll be just fine. Trust me.”

Back to JenKook, when Kwang-soo stumbled in front of them, Jen stopped running, making Jungkook stop as well. 

“Ah-ah! Nope! Hands off him!” She pushed Kwang-soo’s hands away from Jungkook’s tag.

Jungkook yelled in surprise when Gary grabbed a hold of him from behind.

“I got him!” Gary shouted.

“Oh, HELL no! Not on my watch you don’t!” Jen shouted back, forcefully grabbing Jungkook to him, and snatching his hands away from Jungkook’s name tag. 

She felt a certain urgency to protect Jungkook. They had to stick together and they made an amazing team.

Out of nowhere, she managed to keep Gary at arm’s length and tripped him down to the floor, catching him off guard. But, she felt herself getting grabbed from behind by Kwang-soo. Wiggling herself away from his grasp, she crawled under his feet and ran away with Jungkook.

“How did they-” Kwang-soo stared dumbfounded, while Gary sat on the floor, catching his breath.

“I think we have a problem...” Gary huffed, still bewildered.

After outrunning the Running Man crew, Jungkook and Jennie snuck into a mattress store as a cameraman followed them.

“Now THAT was close...” She exhaled sharply.

That encounter was intense. She thought she was done for.

Name- Jennie

Weakness- Smarties

Attack- Normal

Defense- SEVERE

“Very. Glad, we outran them.” Jungkook opened one of the storage rooms, gesturing her to go in first.

Name- Jungkook

Weakness- Girls

Attack- SEVERE

Defense- Normal

Back with Gary and Kwang-soo, they meet up with Jongkook, Jae-suk and Ji-Hyo.

“These kids are gonna be the death of me,” Kwang-soo complained as the audience laughed at him.

“We desperately need to find them and get them out, like ASAP,” Gary exclaimed.

“Agreed.” Jae-suk nodded.

“What’s the problem? They shouldn’t be too bad.” Ji-Hyo spoke.

“Have you seen these kids, yet?” Gary asked her. “They run so fast!”

“I can handle a couple of kids. We can get them.” Jongkook replied confidently.

“Don’t underestimate them.” Kwang-soo shakes his head.

“Jungkook specializes in attack. Jennie specializes in Defense. We need to be careful around these two because if they catch us together, we’re done for. We need to separate them so they can’t get us.” Jae-suk recommended

“How are we going to separate them?” Jongkook crossed his arms.

“Half of us will go after Jennie, and the others will go after Jungkook.”

“Get those two out and we should have an easier advantage.” Gary nodded.

“Don’t you think we should go after the other members since they don’t seem much of a threat?” Ji-Hyo asked.

“It’s best to go after the strongest players first,” Gary responded.

“I think we should leave the strongest players until the end and just oust the others,” Jongkook suggested.

“Look, these kids made me trip over my own two feet. I want them out ASAP! They are too much!” Gary exclaimed as the crowd laughed.

-----

Meanwhile, Jen and Jungkook hide on the floor, with boxes scattered around them and blankets. They sit on the floor with the cameraman.

“You okay?”

Jen looked up to see Jungkook watching her with worry. She smiled in response. “We’re both alive and well, so I’m good.”

‘JIN OUT. JIN OUT.’

“Aw man, not Jin.” She murmured with disappointment.

“Darn it.” Jungkook huffed in annoyance.

“I hope the others are okay. Especially Hobi.”

“I think I scared him enough that he’ll just run away from anyone who approaches him. Teammate or not.”

Suddenly, they heard a loud bang as the door opened. Jen gasped sharply and flinched at the sound.

“Get down!” Jungkook said in a sharp whisper, gently but quickly pushing her on her back, landing on top of her. He put a blanket over them, while the cameraman managed to hide next to them, under another set of blankets.

The cameraman was unable to get any more footage because it was a little dark under the covers and Jungkook didn’t want to be noticed if the camera light was on.

With their faces inches from each other, Jennie and Jungkook maintain eye contact. “Don’t move.” He murmured as she curtly nodded in response. But when she heard more footsteps, her stomach dropped.

Placing her hand over the back of his head, she pushed him down, so there wouldn’t be a noticeable shape under the covers if the person checked where they were. Now his face was next to the side of her neck as he got a whiff of her perfume. Her sudden action surprised him but he wasn’t complaining.

Chest to chest, she felt his body heat radiate on her as she noticed the compromising but effective position they were in. Their hearts were racing from the rush of getting caught and the sudden closeness. She felt his warm breath on her neck, tickling her slightly as they remained quiet.

As they heard pairs of footsteps, they both noticed that despite where they were, it seemed like whoever was searching for them was having a hard time. But then they heard shuffling near them as Jen tensed up, closing her eyes. 

‘Please don’t notice us, please don’t notice us.’ She thought in her head.

Jungkook managed to not let out a groan of pain when a box fell right on his back. Widening her eyes, Jen immediately was concerned for his wellbeing.

“Kook?” She whispered, uneasily. 

How bad was the pain?

Letting out a soft curse from the discomfort, he murmured an almost inaudible, “Don’t worry. Relax, Jennie.” in her ear.

All that mattered to him was that she wasn’t hurt. He would gladly take another hit from the heavy boxes if it meant that she wouldn’t be harmed.

Jungkook had no time to feel shy or embarrassed at the position that they were in. All that was on his mind was keeping Jen safe, and winning this game, as his competitive streak came over him.

Before they knew it, the people who were trying to search for them left as Jungkook pushed himself up, looking at her in the eyes.

“You all right?” He asked.

“Unharmed. But are YOU all right? That hit sounded painful.”

“Ah, I can handle a box or two.” He grinned as they stared at each other.

She began to question why her face started to feel warm as she kept her eyes on him.

“K-Kookie?”

“Yeah?”

“I think they left.”

It took a moment for him to process her words as he looked at their position. His face started to heat up as he quickly got off her, pushing the blankets off their bodies and so did the cameraman.

Looking away shyly, Jungkook began to ramble, “Sorry. I didn’t mean to-I mean I-I was only trying to protect you-I hope you weren’t creeped out or anything or-“

Letting out a soft laugh, she shook her head. “Why are you apologizing? You just saved both of us. I want to last a long time in the game. Smart strategy. Thanks, Kookie.”

“Of course.”

“Oh and by the way, your breath smells nice. Smells like my gum. Thanks for stealing my gum without asking me.” She shook her head in disapproval.

“You would’ve given it to me, anyway.” He grinned sheepishly.

She rolled her eyes. “We should move. Only a matter of time before they come back. I think they’re gonna try to separate us.”

“Yeah. I know. Got a plan?”

“Oh yeah. This should go great. Here’s the rundown.”

After going over the plan, Jen and Jungkook left the mattress store and walked around until they saw Ji-Hyo.

“I see them!” She shouted, running right after them. Before she knew it, both she and the cameraman ended up losing them. 

Jae-suk ran up to them. “Where’d they go?” He looked around.

“I lost them.” The cameraman apologized as the crowd laughed. “I tried to keep up.”

“You lost the Maknaes!?” Jae-suk exclaimed.

-----

“In here.” Jungkook huffed and took her to a secluded storage room next to one of the stores. 

They lay low until they heard the door open. Backing her up against the wall, putting a finger to his lips, Jungkook protectively stood in front of her, while Jen breathed in and out, slowly through her nose, with her eyes closed.

So, this is the intensity of almost getting caught.

Outside the room, Gary shut the door, turning to the camera that was following him. 

“Ah, this place would be too obvious. They wouldn’t be in here.” He left as the crowd laughed

Sighing out of relief, Jungkook looked down at her.

“Hey.” He whispered gently. He continued once she opened her eyes to give him her full attention. “You all right?”

“Yeah. Trying to calm my nerves. I’m getting nervous.”

“Don’t be, because I’m right here with you.”

Before she could respond, she shouted, “Look out!” as Gary grabbed a hold of Jungkook from behind, aiming for his name tag. Out of instinct, Jungkook swiftly turned around and tried to evade his hands.

“Run Jennie!” Jungkook shouted.

With butterflies in her stomach, she stuttered, “R-run!? What!? I can’t just leave you!”

“I’ll be fine! Go before the rest of them try to come!”

“Kook, don’t do this-”

“Jennie, trust me. I’ll come back for you. Just go!”

Reluctantly turning to the door, she exhaled. “You better not be out!” She ran out of the room, praying that he would be all right as she saw Ji-Hyo running in the room. Running up the second floor, Jen bumped into Jimin and Tae who were escaping from Jongkook.

“Guys! Boy, am I glad to see you!” She exhaled and hugged them.

“Ennie! Good to see you’re still alive! Jongkook managed to ambush some of us, and now Suga and Hobi are stuck with him. We need to get out of here. Like, NOW.” V demanded seriously.

‘SUGA OUT. SUGA OUT.’

“There goes our Suga.” Jimin sighed

“I’m honestly not surprised. He’ll take a nap and be fine.” Jen shrugged, earning laughs from the audience. “I’m just worried about Jungkook...”

“And not us!?” Jimin shouted as the audience laughed again.

“He’ll be fine,” Tae reassured, as the three of them sneaked around to find another store to hide in. 

Out of nowhere, they hear J-Hope screeching nearby, as the three of them turn around in shock. There they see Jongkook effortlessly and roughly grabbing a hold of him, snatching the name tag off his back like it was nothing.

“Save yourselves!” J-Hope shouted as he was on the floor in defeat, still scared of Jongkook.

‘J-HOPE OUT. J-HOPE OUT.’

Jennie gulped. It was THE commander. Now what was she going to do? Jongkook was extremely intimidating. From the big muscles, and how effortlessly he eliminated J-Hope, she was in trouble. As soon as Jongkook began to run after them, the three members of the Maknae line desperately ran for their lives.

“AHHHHHH! RUN! RUN!” Taehyung screamed

‘Jongkook is on the attack!’

“Run! Run! Run! Don’t look back! Just run!” Jennie yelled.

“My legs are cramping!” Jimin shouted.

Suddenly Jimin and Jennie heard V yell out in shock and a loud ripping sound was heard.

“Tae!” She looked back.

“Keep running Jennie!” Jimin shouted.

‘V OUT. V OUT.’

Splitting up, Jen headed back to the first floor and ran into the food court. Out of breath, with a cameraman following her, she sat down on a chair. 

“This is not good....” She murmured.

She was exhausted. All the running clearly made her tired. All that was on her mind was, where was Jungkook? How were the others doing? And when was it finally time to rotate? Standing up, she turns around to see Jongkook standing there across the room as the crowd whoos.

‘Just my luck...’ She thought to herself as she tried to figure out how she would be able to survive this.

This was not fair.

What did she do to deserve this punishment?

Was it because she ate one too many smarties?

Nervously meeting his intense gaze, she gulped. “Hello, Jongkook.” She bowed, trying to not sound intimidated.

Smiling, he bowed. “Hello, Miss Bangtan.”

“Goodbye, Jongkook!” She ran around the tables as he followed her every move. She whined when he seemed to go wherever she went. 

‘This is not working! What am I going to do!?’ She pondered nervously.

“We can make this quick and easy. I don’t want this to be painful for ya.” He teased.

“Go away!” She whined as the audience laughed. “Come on! This isn’t how I wanted to go out! Wait! Wait! Can I get a 10 second head start? Please? Just give me that!”

“Fine. One.” He began to countdown as she started running. “10!” He shouted as he sprinted after her,

“Wait that wasn’t the countdown!” She shouted but screamed when she was grabbed by Jae-suk when she bumped into him. “No! No! Please!” 

“Your time is up, Miss Bangtan. You’re not as bulletproof as you think!” He said while Jongkook started walking up to her.

‘Jennie is in trouble!!!’

“Not today! I will live to see another round!” She shouted as she managed to turn around in Jae-suk’s arms, catching him off guard. She swiftly tripped him down onto the floor with her leg. The audience whoos as she ran away while Jongkook watched on in surprise.

Helping Jae-suk up, the two of them looked on. “She just-she just slipped between my hands,” Jae-suk said, bewildered as the crowd laughed at him.

'One Minute Until Rotation’

“By the grace of God, I’m still alive. Oh, my gosh, I can’t believe I just escaped Grasshopper and The Commander. I’ve been blessed, today. Thank you, Jesus. Thank you for my quick footwork. I will celebrate by eating a pack of smarties when I’m back in the dorm. Phew, that was a rush.” She said to herself.

Thinking she was out of harm’s way, Jen made her way onto the second floor of the mall, cautiously walking around. It was only her, Jungkook, Rap Monster and Jimin left. And they would rotate in under a minute.

They could still win this. They had to win this.

‘5!’

‘4!’

‘3!’

‘2!’

‘1!’

‘Four Members of BTS VS Five Members of Running Man’

‘BTS Hunts now!’

Before she thought of who to go after, her thoughts were interrupted by a shriek escaping her lips when someone grabbed her from behind, dragging her into an emergency exit stairwell.

“Not again! Get off me!” She closed her eyes, trying to strike whoever had a hold of her.

The person grabbed her wrists with both of their hands, as she continued to struggle to fight.

“Babygirl, relax. It’s just me.”

Ceasing her struggling as she got released, Jen opened her eyes to see Jungkook staring down at her with a smile.

“Hey.” He greeted, smoothly. “It’s been a while. Long time no see.”

“Kook! You're okay!” She sighed out of relief, wrapping her arms around his neck, and pulling him in for a tight hug.

“Heh heh, course I am. I am the Golden Maknae after all.”

“Oookaay, never mind.” She released him, playfully shoving him away. “I’m happy you’re still safe. It was terrible out there. Ugh, why’d you make me leave you?!” She punched him in the chest. 

He remained unfazed, taking in her hits with an amused smile.

“That was not cool. We could’ve stayed together. I was worried sick about you!” She exclaimed.

“I told you to trust me.” he reminded her with a chuckle.

“Well, whatever plan you had, you could’ve just let me know from the get-go. What were you trying to do?”

“Impress you?”

Scoffing, she rolled her eyes, amused at his statement as she punched him on the chest, again. “You big bunny!”

“I’m sorry. I told you that I would protect you. Sorry for not doing that. I’ll try my best to keep you protected from now on.”

“I want to protect you, too, y’know. I got your back. We’ll protect each other. Alone, I think we’re just fine for the tag game. I mean, we survived this long. But together, we got some good chemistry.”

“We do make a good pair, don’t we?”

“JenKook, the Golden Duo. Let’s kick some Running Man tail.” she highfived him.

As they exited the emergency exit stairwell, they began their search. As they walked, she kept feeling his hand brush against hers, until she finally felt his warm hand grab onto hers. He then intertwined his fingers with hers.

“Am I...overstepping my boundaries?” He asked shyly.

She should’ve felt surprised that he was holding her hand but she didn’t. She felt comfortable around him and enjoyed the feeling. 

It made her feel happy. Content. And safe. 

“Nah, it feels nice, actually. I feel protected. Thanks for having my back.”

“And thanks for having mine.”

-----

With Gary and Song Ji-hyo, they walked around, still trying to find a hiding place. “We need to hide quickly. The Golden Duo is on the loose.” She cautiously walked with him.

“I know. I wished that we could’ve ousted them earlier.” Gary responded.

Stopping, Ji-hyo turned around. “I feel like we’re being followed.”

Watching from afar, Jen and Jungkook stalked the Monday Couple.

“How are we gonna approach them?” Jungkook asked.

Smirking to herself, she turned to him, raising her eyebrows. “Stealth.”

“It’s been a while since I played Metal Gear Solid.”

“No need. Leave it to me.”

After a minute of following the Monday Couple, JenKook went after the Monday Couple from behind. Ji-hyo let out a yell in surprise when Jen grabbed a hold of her arm, aiming for her name tag.

“Whoa! Whoa!” Gary shouted, backing away from Jungkook who was aiming for his tag.

“Oppa! Help!” Ji-hyo shouted, wiggling and squirming around Jen’s strong grip. Unfortunately for her, Gary was busy with Jungkook, as Jen easily ripped off her name tag.

‘SONG JI-HYO OUT. SONG JI-HYO OUT.’

‘GARY OUT. GARY OUT.’

Jen heard as Jungkook yanked off his name tag.

‘Golden Duo aggressively eliminates Monday Couple’

“Yeah!” Jen yelled in victory, high fiving Jungkook.

‘One Minute Until Rotation’

“I found Jongkook! I can’t do this alone! Come on guys!” Jimin shouted, catching the attention of JenKook as they ran to the first floor, where Jimin was on Jongkook’s back, gripping him tight.

Rap Monster tried to snatch his name tag off but kept getting shoved away. “Aish, he’s so strong!” He said tiredly.

“Finally, you guys showed up! I can’t hold much longer! Hurry before the time runs out!” Jimin told them while they rushed up to Jongkook.

Despite it being a four on one battle, Jongkook kept his own against all of them, which began to frustrate the members. They knew he wasn’t going to go down that easily, but even with four people on him?

As they heard the countdown, they all began to frantically aim for his name tag, as Jongkook had a strong grip on Jungkook. Jen and Rapmon attempted to fight off his strong grip, so Jungkook would be released but to no avail. Once the buzzer was heard, Jongkook swiftly ripped off Jungkook’s name tag while Jimin and Rap Monster dashed away.

“Run Jen!” Jungkook shouted as she groaned and sprinted away. This was not going too well. And things got worse because as soon as she turned the corner, she was met by Kwang-soo.

Shocked by her presence, he shouted in surprise, grabbing a hold of her as she slipped down on the floor. Before she even knew what was going on, he ripped off her name tag.

'JENNIE OUT. JENNIE OUT'

‘Miss Bangtan eliminated by Kwang-soo!’

“Oh, you have GOT to be kidding me!” She looked at her name tag in his hands. 

He helped her up. “I’m sorry, Miss Bangtan. It’s just a game.” He grinned nervously as she stared at him, unamused.

The audience laughed at her expression as he gulped nervously.

“What is your name again?” She asked, even though she already knew who he was.

“U-uh Lee Kwang-soo.”

“Lee Kwang-soo...” She repeated, staring him up and down, narrowing her eyes. “I’ll remember this.” She put two fingers in front of her eyes and turned them to him.

‘Kwang-soo has made an enemy’

At the end of the filming, the Running Man crew managed to win the tag game. The cast thanked BTS for attending the show as Bangtan expressed their excitement about filming the tag game.

The Monday Couple personally requested for Jennie and Jungkook to return for a future couples team episode so they could get them back for eliminating them, which they happily accepted and couldn't wait to be called back on the show.

The Bangtan Gal Masterlist Part 2

Author's Note: I'm writing too much lol. This is Part 2 of The Bangtan Gal's Masterlist.

In this Masterlist we are starting from the end of BTS in 2016 and onward!

I'm also on Wattpad and Archive of Our Own

The Bangtan Gal Masterlist Part 1

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Chapter 94- MAMA Awards 2016 Part 1 (Big Jungkook fluff! One of my favs!)

Part 2 of Mama Awards 2016 (One of my favs!)

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Coming soon:

Chapter 95- BTS GAYO Episodes 10-15

Chapter 96- BTS Run Episodes 10-19

Chapter 97- BTS 3rd Muster

Chapter 98- BREAKING!! BTS' Jennie & Jungkook dating!?

yall i said this forever ago but it’s finally almost done. i should put it out in the next week or two and im soooo excited for it tbh

im gonna make this an x black fem reader blog. i’m not gonna have a very cohesive theme or anything but i do know that i love writing, and i have a very bad habit where i grow very attached to characters :)

i plan on putting out my first..story or head canon type thing this upcoming Monday or Wednesday 🙂

decode - cl16

context: charles leclerc x black!fem!oc, some smau (cause i love those doooown)

faceclaim: @balialdn on insta

cw: none

summary: after a five-month social media break, artist Ahvi finally comes back to social media. her comeback is in the midst of dating rumors swirling around her and two of her...friends.

Italic = flashback

feedback is appreciated, this is my first one so please be nice

ahvi

liked by charles_leclerc, zendaya and 8.473.875 others

ahvi: my french is getting better, might use it in this project…maybe? (be calm yall)

f1lover: CHARLES WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?! welcome back queen (im trying to be calm, i think i might actually explode from happiness)!!!

username74: oh look the whore is back

username54: awww we all hoped you would never come back

username12: no fr! when her contract ran out i thought that we were finally done with her

username276: YOU DIDNT SAY FOR A WHOLE YEAR MAAM

lewishamilton: new music, maybe?

ahvi: maybe… if you get me paddock passes

lewishamilton: ask your boyfriend...maybe

ahvi: blocked, reported and banned from listening to my music cause OMG?! i just got back too?! like please ntm on me

charles_leclerc: teaching you french has been quite the challenge, i would like some type of credit please

ahvi: if you podium i'll think about it

charles_leclerc: and if i get P1 i want a song written for me and to be in the music video

ahvi: *gasps in étonnement* thats asking for a lot, P1 twice this season and you've got yourself a deal

username67: you should have never come back nobody wants to hear your shitty music

stanningahvi: the fact that it’s been damn near two years without any new music… and a year since we've last seen you👁️👄👁️

lew_max.444: no cause if this is a trick…imma do something heinous

ahvi: is this a threat ? cause it’s kinda feeling like a threat

ahvi4f1: i mean…we can make it one if you want us to 🤷🏾‍♀️

zendaya: as your bestfriend i have to let you know, if you don’t drop this, i will do so for you (i will leak it)❤️

ahvi: sounds like less work for me tbh 🤷🏽‍♀️

zendaya: alright yall secret project dropping next month at 4 pm PST

ahvi: ouuu d*sney dupe 🤭

tomholland2013: please, don’t check your messages mate

zendaya: don’t listen to him. go check your messages babe. go ahead.

ahvi: #CANCELZENDAYA

liked by: zendaya, tomholland2013 and 45.856 others

ahvi

liked by: lewishamilton, sza and 5.946.087 others

ahvi: why didn't y'all tell me Australia is so hot ?? oh wait.. thats just me sorry y'all

landonorris : FIRST !

ahvi: 15th actually

landonorris : ......... you think you're so funny huh

ahvisdrafts: i mean she is actually a full time stand up comedian, part time singer-songwriter.

ahvi: you get it

username2: so, you and whats his face broke up and now you're going between F1 drivers?

f1grids: wow, never expected an A lister to become a grid groupie

girly2pop: are you ready to write a song for that man?

ahvi: stooop. shhhhhh. if no one mentions it EVER AGAIN i won’t have to do it

normani: tea is she's actually written like six of em already

georgerussell63: why is it always me?!

username29: girl we've heard the rumors about you getting around miss paddock princess

username : never would i have expected ahvi to become as close as she is with the f1 grid…like i didn't even know she knew what f1 was

username9: shes sleeping her way through it lol

username: girl you need to back up off charles

username6: no for real...going to australia three weeks before race week? way to scream desperate

Over the last year Ahvi has become somewhat of a hermit, between rumors swirling of a potential relationship between her and Charles, and her break up with her ex-friend becoming known to the public. All of this buzz around her name has generated a lot of hate, whether it be from her ex-friend's fans, Charles fans or her own haters. For the last year Ahvi has just been the internet's punching bag, despite not being active on the internet.

In the year she took away from social media a lot happened, a lot changed. Before she started her break, she was just off a stadium world tour, about to drop her first proper album. She felt on top of the world, until one day, with only three months left in her tour. Just before her second day at Wembly Stadium, when she fainted during soundcheck and was sent to the hospital.

- a year ago -

Her heartbeats so loud she almost can't hear what the nurse in front of her is saying. The nurse smiles lightly "I know this is probably very shocking, so I will give you some time, but your options are a bit limited with how far along you are." Ahvi nods, trying to process the words that were said to her, "I just- I'm sorry, I know I've made you say it to me a hundred times over but just...one more time and can I see the results."

"Don't worry, this is a common response in this situation," the nurse says as she hands over the blood test results. Ahvi looks at the blood test results, there it is, in black and white, "your HCG levels are higher than normal," the nurse points to her HCG results. Aleyah's eyes follow the nurse's finger, "Your results put you at being 17 weeks pregnant." There's that word again, pregnant, the one part of this she can't wrap her head around. As the nurse was talking to her an ultrasound tech brought in an ultrasound machine.

Ahvi tries her best to truly listen and absorb what the nurses are telling her as she lifts her shirt up to start the ultrasound. When the ultrasound tech brings the wand to where the gel was put a fast heartbeat fills the room and tears swell in the young singers eyes.

The 22-year-old looks at the ultrasound screen, a small incredulous whisper tumbles from her lips, "what the fuck."

hey, i need some advice!

i am finally getting into writing fanfic and wanted to know if this sounded good so far! any advice and tips are welcome! it will be published on wattpad! it'll be a reader x namjoon fic with an oc insert!

TW: contains mentions of marijuana, alcohol, sexual assault, and gore. 

The only thing that (Y/N) could see before her was blurred images of the partygoers as a large, calloused hand swallowed her small, delicate one. A kaleidoscope of soft light twisted and turned as she stumbled up the stars, the music being a muffled thump as she tried to regain focus.

"I might not know much about parties but I know you're never supposed to mix drugs or take anything a stranger offers, that's common sense.", reminded a small, gentle voice whom (Y/N) couldn't remember at the time. She traced her thoughts as the room got dark, momentarily reveling in the blast from the AC unit, unaware that the door was locked behind her. The only thing she remembered was threatening her younger siblings to not snitch or follow her, walking through a worn out path, hitting a bong, and downing 5 cups containing a liquid that made her face burn and set a fire in her chest.

Her back hit a soft surface as a shadow loomed over her. She furrowed her brows, confused as she heard a zipper.

"What are you doing?", she asked, speech slurred as she pushed the rough hands away as they they rubbed her thighs, going too far up her skirt.

A reply was mumbled as she felt the same hands turn her face to the side, a hot, sickly breath fanning over her face that caused her to gag. She reached her hands out to push weakley, earning a sharp slap that left a stinging sensation which in return caused a scream to erupt from her throat.

In an instant, the door slammed open, bringing in a bright light along with two silhouettes, the larger one grabbing for her, lifting her up off the soft surface as the smaller one went straight for the person with the rough hands. As her focus came into view, soft, brown eyes looked into her glazed, (E/C) ones, full of concern.

"Tae? What are you doing here?", she asked, recognizing her younger brother.

He began to reply but was cut off by a crash followed by a blood-curdling scream. (Y/N) turned and her heart lurched into her throat by the scene before her.

Red was splattered across the mattress where she laid and the wall behind it as blood pooled on the floor, traveling towards her and her brother. The owner of the the rough hands, Insu Choi being the owner, laid in the blood, clutching his crotch as blood seeped through his fingers, looking up at the perpetrator, his face contorted in pain as he yelled; "YOU FUCKING NIGHT TERROR", before meeting his end by what looked like a long, black, jagged piece of rock with razor-sharp edges protruding out of it. The squelch of tissue and muscles ripping combined with the sound of his bones shattering caused (Y/N) to feel faint and her stomach rumble. There was nothing left of his face but a cavity as the item was removed which sent (Y/N) over the edge as she turned and heaved chunks , feeling her brother beginning to shake. Looking up, a crowd had gathered outside the room, their faces stricken with terror before chaos and screaming ensued. Looking back, she was met with glowing, golden eyes that seemed to swirl with madness behind, circular, wire-rimmed glasses that set on a soft, round face a lovely shade of burnt umber that was splattered with blood.

That was the last thing (Y/N) saw before the world went dark. 

Updated Demon Slayer OC design

Old design:

Her haori design is still somewhat the same for now. {Though that might change}

Her swords are meant to look like daggers.

All the stuff that I have for my spidersona/spiderverse oc.

I made a few changes to the outfit for her unmasked design.

Lore:

Age: 17-19

An aspiring tech-wise that was bitten by a radioactive golden orb weaver, causing her to grow extra eyes, spider limbs, and spider-like fangs.

Unlike other spider people, she makes her own web like an actual spider. She hunts bugs but doesn't eat them and saves them for the spider that bit her to eat. She says she keeps the spider as a prisoner but in reality it's her pet.

In her universe, Miles ended up joining Kingpin and working with his uncle as the Prowler after Nova{Web-0} wasn't able to save his dad. Miles was tasked with hunting her down and taking her out because she was getting in the way of Kingpin's plans and to get back at her for the loss of his dad.

Finally finished my Pressure OC, Nephera.

Human design coming soon!

More info can be found on her page on UnVale: https://unvale.io/character/c7a377ad-6c0c-4a5f-8f1d-6778a17cb077

SO WHAT!? FEM!OC X MALE!HAMILTON OC

Synopsis: a new team joins the grid?

Warning: Partially smau and a short

Porsche tweeted 12 minutes ago:

Alexander Hamilton, who is he and why is he important?. To answer your questions. He is the only child of his father, the one who grew up in the limelight, the one who lives an extravagant life. The one that, as soon as he walks, there will be flashes of lights following him, but if you were to ask him who he is he wouldn't give you the positive answer you were looking for.

He'll tell you that he's someone whose mother didn't want him. He's someone who hides his pain and smiles do brightly. You'd think it was real. He'll tell you he's just racing to please people, and he doesn't really care, but that's not true.

If it was true, then he wouldn't be smiling every time he's on that race track or every time he wins a race no matter the competition. How could someone who's doing something just to please others be happy while doing it?.

He also wouldn't be jumping for joy when he got a phone call from a Porsche executive.

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NadiaRichmond me right now because I realized that SZA's bf is the same age as me 😅

Comments:

Jesselove: when you realize he also makes more money than you just because he drives fast

| all that money to drive on deformed circles is insane and his dad is one too.

User1: this is such a SZA thing to do ☠️

| honestly

Oldclassmate1:if it makes you feel any better they probably wouldn't last long.

| it infact does not 😆

I hope you all enjoy it 🙏🏾

Dreaming Of You In Violets | OCs Samantha & Bo

a/n: Samantha and Bo are two characters I made for their original story called Burnt Sugar which is completely different from their new story Dreaming Of You In Violets. I love my babies so much and want to share them here. It's just little snippets of their lives I'll be sharing. In Dreaming Of You In Violets, their book I'm slowly writing. Samantha and Bo go from Strangers to Friends To Lovers. If you want, you can ask me stuff about my OCs. 🥺

Snippet 1: the world moves a little slower when i'm with her.

Samantha

When I'm with Bo, the world moves a little slower when I'm with her. Time slows too. We sit on the back of her trunk in a half-empty Walmart parking lot sharing a cigarette, her fingers brushing mine when she passes it to me. While I smoke a couple of puffs, I stare at her fingers; they are slender, and her nails are short from all the bitting she does, she tries to keep them pretty with dark red nail polish, but she only picks away at the polish. She wore a golden wedding band that belonged to her mother and the initials of her father were tattooed on the side of her index finger. Her parents left her, but she still held little pieces of them close to her.

She rubbed her fingers against her blue denim jeans, and I wondered how her fingers would feel rubbing against me. The pad of her thumb gently pushing against my bottom lip or the soft dragging of her fingertips against my skin, stopping every so often to trace her name in the spots she wants to kiss later. I want to kiss all ten of her fingers. I want to make her face grow warmer.