THE BANTER, IT IS TOP TIER YALL. Ugh, Enjoyed This Story So Much!

THE BANTER, IT IS TOP TIER Y’ALL. Ugh, enjoyed this story so much!

Won’t You Be My Neighbor - JJK - One Shot

(left photo from cherrypink)

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Summary: You do not appreciate your new upstairs neighbor playing music at all hours. Even if it’s good music. Even if he looks like that.

Genre: NeighborAU, RockerJK, Fluff, a bit of Angst (reader has issues), Light Smut 

Rating: M (light M, this is me we’re talking about here)

Word Count: almost 8k (wow)

Warnings: Kissing, LANGUAGE (i really like the word ‘fuck’ okay?), making out, ass grabbing, drunkenness, drinking (everyone is of age), i dunno, JK basically after a place on my bias line?

a/n: thanks to @sasseone​ for her unwavering support and @xjoonchildx​ who regularly reads bits and pieces and gives them her approval. hope you enjoy. please let me know if you do? :D

I am so sorry to Mr. Rogers for using this as a title. I think he’d be ashamed of me. 

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Won’t You Be My Neighbor?

Serenade 

You have been living here for almost a year when he moves in. And you wouldn’t have realized but the ceiling and floors are thin and you’ve never noticed before because the prior occupant had been an older lady who’d spent most of her time watching the soaps and commenting on the goings-on of the young people in your building. 

You kinda miss Mildred.

He is not an old lady. Unless old ladies play guitar at all hours of the night. When you get home from either your night classes or the bar (bartending is paying your rent), all you want is to crash into a dreamless sleep. You do not want to hear someone attempting the guitar riff from ‘You Really Got Me’ (Van Halen version, obviously) or the acoustic strumming of ‘Falling Slowly’ even if it is pretty good in spite of being muffled by the slab of plaster between you. 

You give him two nights. Two nights to figure out that there are OTHER PEOPLE in the building. But the third night, you whip yourself out of bed, throw on a hoodie and your fuzzy slippers. You take the stairs two at a time, muttering to yourself and practicing what you’re going to say. You stop at the door, something sounding very Creedence Clearwater Revival coming through and you knock brusquely. The guitar stops and you listen to the approaching footsteps, crossing your arms over your chest, ready to give him a serious ‘what for.’ 

The door opens and you mentally blank on what you were going to say.

He’s definitely taller than you though it’s hard to say for sure, because the moment he sees you, he leans against the door frame, arms crossed over his chest in almost a mockery of your position. He wears blue jeans, hung low like men like to wear them and is barefoot (it’s actually a little chilly, isn’t it?). You bring your eyes up to the fact that he is not wearing a shirt and apparently perfection exists outside of a magazine. 

Tattoos all along his right arm, teasing onto his chest. His skin is the color of honey, appearing warm and inviting against the stark black lines of his tattoos. The ink should make him seem intimidating and cold, but his eyes are another thing entirely.

Chocolate. Chocolate brown eyes, big and innocent if not for the smirk he is gracing you with. His dark head of hair is tousled in a way that reminds you how unfair it is that men have to spend so little time on themselves to look attractive. 

“Can I help you?” Oh, of course, the guitar playing, shirtless angel also has an accent.

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