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Last Update: 12.24.21 (always you)

(F) - Fluff

(A) - Angst 

(***) - Personal Favorite 

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always you - jungkook x reader (F) (A)*** // w.c ~ 4k

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untitled - johnny x reader (F) (A) //w.c ~ 1.3k

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10:20 - jungkook x reader (A) 

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7:56 - jeno x reader (A) (F)***

10:04 - mark x reader (A) ***

10:11 - jaehyun x reader (A) 

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~ pairing: non-idol jungkook x oc (y/n)

~ w.c: approx 4k :)

~ genre: fluff + angst

~ au: established relationship!jk x y/n, jk has trust issues but is the best boyfriend ever, oc is a tad bit dense, oc’s ex is annoying 

~ trope: miscommunication (but happy ending I promise <3)

~ warnings: none in particular, minor use of profanity, talk of insecurities and toxic relationships, implied sexual innuendos

~ tags: @mwitsmejk

~ summary: You don’t communicate and Jungkook doesn’t pry. Put those two together and throw in some insecurities with an annoying ex who doesn’t want to take a hint, you get miscommunication with a side of tooth-rottingly cute fluff. 

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    Your eyes opened slowly, taking in the darkness of your room. A warm weight was pressed into the curve of your hips and soft snores could be heard near the base of your neck. 

You craned your head to get a glimpse of the sleeping figure behind you. Jungkook, your boyfriend of almost 2 years, slept peacefully. 

Shifting slowly, you turned around and lightly traced the strong lines of his jaw. He twitched at the your feather-light touches but remained deep in sleep. 

You smiled at the pure domesticity of your current position. It was a Sunday morning and the both of you had a rare off day. 

As you stroked Jungkook’s dark hair, you heard your phone chime from across the room.

You moved to detangle your legs from his. He groaned in protest and pulled your waist closer to his body. 

“Babyyy”, Jungkook whined, his raspy morning voice sent shivers down your spine. 

“I’m sorry, love. I just need to grab my phone. I’ll come right back, I promise”, you whisper into the crook of his neck. 

He gives a noncommittal sound but lightly released his iron grip on your waist. 

As you slowly and groggily made your way to your continuously buzzing phone, your boyfriend let out an irritated groan. 

“Good god, who the fuck won’t stop texting you?”, Jungkook sighed as he slowly positioned himself up into a sitting position. 

5 NEW MESSAGES FROM *DO NOT ENGAGE* [10:22 AM] 

Your eyes widened. What did he want? Is he back? 

“Baby?”, Jungkook asked curiously whilst wiping tiredness from his eyes, his observant eyes picking up on your mannerisms, “Is everything alright?” 

“Y-y-yeah”, you manage to stutter. “I’m going to the washroom” 

You quickly grab your phone and run to the washroom. 

Jungkook eyes narrow, as the gears in his mind started to turn. Something was wrong, who was texting you and why were you so spooked by them? 

Whilst Jungkook pondered about who texted you, you were practically on the verge of tears reading the text messages from your ex. 

- I miss you, y/n

- I know that you hate me but please meet with me one last time. 

- I’m going back home in a week and I want to clear everything up with you. 

- Please y/n, if you ever loved me, let me try to make things right. 

- I know you’re reading this. Meet me at Marie’s Bakery across the street from our old apartment at 3:00 PM on Saturday, i’ll wait for you. 

Bile started to form at the base of your throat and your heart started thumping violently. All the memories of you and Suho from back then came flooding into your mind. 

All the nights that the two of you spent dancing and all the morning that you two laid wrapped up in each other’s arms. 

However, the sweet memories lasted for a brief moment until all the sour and bitter moments started to flow in as well. 

Those nights where he would drink mindlessly, yelling and throwing everything in his sight. The days where he would ignore you because he saw you ‘whoring yourself out’ when you engaged in an conversation with a male colleague. 

More than anything, you remember how he ruined you; your pride, your confidence and your independence as a woman. And, how Jungkook had been the one who helped pick up the pieces of your soul that Suho mindlessly broke.

Suddenly, just the mere thought of Jungkook’s name woke you up from your trance, almost as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped on you. 

You looked in the mirror, frantically fixing your messy hair and trying to wash out the redness in the rims of your eyes. 

You took one deep breath and placed a smile on your face, walking out of the washroom. 

Jungkook still sat upright on the bed, shirtless. He was leant against the headboard of the bedframe and stared out the large window. 

Morning sunlight fell on his features, accentuating his doe eyes and his heart-shaped lips.  

It was a beautiful sight, almost picturesque. However, the expression on his face was what ruined the masterpiece. 

He looked anguished, almost on the verge of tears. His breathing was uneven and he seemed so hurt. 

He was so engaged in his thoughts that he didn’t even hear you crawl into the bed next to him. 

However, when you pressed your head into the crook of his neck and slid your cool hands across his torso, he jolted. 

He looked down at you, his eyes searching your face frantically, almost as if he were looking for something. 

“Baby...”, he started, taking your face in between his hands.

“I’m fine, my love. Don’t worry so much, okay?”, you whispered, kissing the tips of his calloused fingers. 

Jungkook opened his mouth, on the verge of asking all the horrible questions that had been brewing his head whilst you were gone but he decided against it. 

After all, he was the one who held you in his arms not anybody else, right?

The day passed by, with the two of you cuddled up against each other. You sat in his lap, a random TV show playing in the background. 

You felt a pair of strong hands move towards your waist, as you felt him pull you closer into his broad chest. 

Jungkook nuzzled into your hair and sighed. “I love you Y/N”, he said, dazedly. 

“I love you more Kook. You-”, you replied before bursting into a fit of loud giggles as Jungkook started tickling you. 

Everything was so blissful and happy. Until, you heard your phone ring. 

Jungkook’s eyes met yours, as you begrudgingly got up. He watched your timid form pick up the phone. 

Your breath quickened once you read the name of the caller, it was Suho. You quickly declined the call and slammed the phone down. 

You walked back to Jungkook and pulled him into your chest. Turning up the TV volume, you ignored the look of concern and worry that he sent you. 

By some cruel turn of fate, your voice messaging system must have been connected to one of the speaker’s in your home. Not even a minute had passed, until you heard the slurred words of your ex-boyfriend echo through your and Jungkook’s home. 

“Y/NNNN.. you didn’t respond to my texts. That offended me babyyy... I know you read my texts, how dare you not respond? I know how much you miss me baby. I miss you more. I saw you the other day, at the coffee shop that we used to go to all the time. You still wear the scarf that I gave you on our third anniversary, don’t you my love? That stupid buffoon of a boyfriend will never compare to me. Look, even now, 3 years after we broke up, you still have elements in your life that belong to me. Anyways, just wanted to let you know that I love you and I will make sure to remind you of how much better I am than your new boyfriend on Saturday”

Jungkook stiffened and his grip on you grew slack. His eyes frantically darted between your frame and the speaker. 

You refused to meet his eyes, as you felt tears start to pool. 

“Y/N?”, Jungkook’s wavering voice was the first one to break the almost pin-drop silence that enveloped your entire room, “What is he talking about?”

Your eyes widened. “Babe, Suho recently messaged me. He’s in town and wanted to meet up but I didn’t respond or anything”, you said quickly, reaching for his hand. 

He pulled his arm away as if you had burned him. He quickly stood up, his eyes flared with anger. 

“Why didn’t you tell me that he texted you?”, he asked with an accusing tone. 

“Excuse me? Jungkook, please baby... This is nothing, I didn’t tell you because this wasn’t important”, you tried to reason. 

“Not important?!”, he asked incredulously, “Your ex-boyfriend of almost 3 years, asks you on a date and you don’t tell shit to your current boyfriend?”

“Kook, please.. You’re overreacting babe” 

“Overreacting? God Y/N! Were you ever going to tell me that he texted? Or where you going to keep hiding shit from me? I bet you were gonna meet him on Saturday, I should’ve known that you still loved him. What was I thinking, of course you’d pick him over me”, he rambled. 

You got up from the couch in an attempt to reach for him. 

“Stop it Y/N! I swear you always leave me in the dark. Answer my questions, if I hadn’t heard this message, were you going to tell me that Suho texted? Were you going to meet him?”, he asked. 

You couldn’t meet his eyes as you felt your throat dry. 

His usually bright doe-eyes brimmed with tears at the lack of your answer. Loud sobs racked through his body, as he quivered. 

You wanted to comfort him, you wanted to wrap him in your arms and wipe his tears away. But you knew that you were the reason behind his tears and that hurt more than anything in the world, knowing that you were the reason why the man you loved was in pain. 

He looked up at the ceiling, taking deep breaths as he wiped away his tears. He started to grab his belonging and pack them into his backpack. 

His actions awoke you from your dazed trance. “Baby, please...”, you pleaded, “Let’s talk” 

“Y/N. I can’t even look at you, without hating you. I love you too much to be here right now. I don’t want to say something that I will regret. I think we both need time apart to realize what we want from each other”, he said in a stern tone, with his back to you. 

“Kook, all I want is you”, you cried harder, feeling wet streams of tears fall down your face. 

He stopped packing momentarily, recognizing your crying voice. He hated when you cried, because it made him feel like he was hurt too. 

He took a deep breath and slung his backpack over his shoulder. He briskly walked towards the door, not looking back once. 

As he opened the door, he stopped. 

“I love you, Y/N. I want you more than anything in the world. But I want you to choose what you want. If you want us to be together, you have to be all-in. You know what So-hee did to me, you know how much I hate deceit and lies. Until, you realize what you want, let’s not see each other. Please Y/N, we’re both hurting”, he said softly, “I hope to see you again, okay? As selfish and pathetic as it sounds, I want you to truely choose me”

You stayed silent, watching his retreating frame. 

You sniffed whilst wiping your eyes, it hurt your heart to let him leave. 

This couldn’t be the end, right?

As you trudged back into your and Jungkook’s shared bedroom, your mind kept wandering back to everything Jungkook had said earlier. 

Flashback (Start):

So-hee...

You remember So-hee and how much she hurt Jungkook. 

You and Jungkook used to be class-mates, sharing a single 8 am class. It was a stupid mistake on your behalf to take such an early morning class but you had forgotten to log on the portal earlier, thus leaving you with no choice but to take such an early class. 

So every morning at 8 am, you showed up to class looking like a total zombie. Coincidentally, next to you, was bright-eyed Jungkook, who happened to be an early bird. 

Taking pity on you, he brought you a coffee every morning and shared his notes with you. These little acts were the foundation of your friendship. 

Soon after, the two of you became close friends, with you beginning to develop a secret crush. 

However, this crush was suddenly halted when Jungkook introduced you to So-hee, his new girlfriend. 

So-hee was a beautiful woman, a year older than both of you and an active member of a sorority. She had voluminous caramel hair and plump lips that were always slathered in gloss. 

However, her external beauty did not match her personality, as her personality was shittier than a garbage truck. 

She was a literal bitch. 

She had a nasty attitude and shit-talked everybody, especially you. 

Obviously, poor oblivious Jungkook was too in love to realize how she was using him. 

Jungkook was so blinded by his love for So-hee, that when you confronted him about his girlfriend’s bitchy personality, he defended her. Thus, resulting in a halt in your friendship. 

During this time, you met Suho. Suho reminded you a lot of Jungkook; and being heartbroken and lonely, you did the only thing you could think of, sleep with him. 

Somehow, Suho charmed your broken heart and made you feel special. 

You blocked Jungkook on every app and pretended you didn’t know him out in public. You know that he tried contacting you and how he tried to apologize but was unsuccessful everytime 

For example, at a bar downtown, you and Suho had gone to party. Jungkook happened to be there with So-hee. Once he saw you, his eyes lit up. He tried to move through the crowd to get to you as you sat at the bar alone. Maybe it was fate, but the exact moment that he was about to tap your shoulder, you were whisked away towards the dance floor by Suho. 

Jungkook felt his heart clench as he watched you and Suho laugh together. Suho held you close to him, with his hands placed possessively over the handles of your hips. Whilst you draped your arms around his neck, bringing him down to your level. The two of you made out the entire night without realizing that Jungkook was watching with tears in his eyes.  

Jungkook heeded his defeat and stayed away from you. 

To this day, he will always say that this was his greatest mistake. Knowing that he loved you but not mustering up the courage to tell you. If only he was brave enough to tell the truth, he could’ve saved both you and him from a life-time worth of pain. 

Years went by, Suho became the only man in your life and all the empty spots left by Jungkook were filled up by Suho. You and Suho were like a dream, however, you eventually realized that all that glittered was not gold. 

Suho started to show his true colors; the possessive, manipulative and plain toxic version of himself. 

But by this time, you were in too deep. You loved him too much and you were too blinded. 

Maybe Suho’s behavior is what brought you closer to Jungkook. Because when you and Jungkook coincidentally met at Roma Café, you didn’t run away from him nor did you pretend that you didn’t know him.

You and him sat down and talked about life. Even though years went by since you two last talked, you told him all about Suho and the darkness that clouded your relationship. 

Jungkook eyes widened with pity, as he tried to tell you that this wasn’t love. But funnily enough, the tables turned and this time you were too blinded by love to realize that he was right. 

However, Jungkook loved you enough to stay by your side regardless of how much it hurt to see in such a toxic relationship with Suho. 

Within weeks after reconciling, Jungkook opened up his heart to you as well. Telling you about So-hee and how he found out that she had been actively cheating on him throughout their entire relationship. 

As he sobbed into your chest, you comforted him. You stroked his hair and whispered sweet nothings. Without even realizing it, you desperately wished that instead of returning home to Suho, you would return to Jungkook. 

These late nights with Jungkook did not go unnoticed by Suho. He grew angrier and angrier, day by day. Slut-shaming you, belittling you and even threatening you out of anger and spite. 

This was when you drew the line. One night after he finished his routine of calling you a ‘whore’ and storming out of the house, you packed up your stuff and left. 

You went to the only place you could and that was Jungkook’s apartment. 

When you showed up, rain soaked with 2 full suitcases, Jungkook said nothing and only opened his door wider to let you in. He wrapped you in his arms, the second you entered the threshold of his home, not caring that you were soaking his shirt. 

He comforted you, the same way you had done to him. He stroked your hair and whispered sweet nothings. He let you sleep in his bed and he pulled up the covers for you. He cooked warm meals for you and sat by you while you ate, encouraging you to eat more. He showered you in daily compliments and praises and urged you to block Suho on everything. And little by little with Jungkook’s support, you got over Suho and fell back in love with Jungkook. 

Flashback (End):

Your heart felt heavy. All you wanted right now, was to bury your head into Jungkook’s neck and cry. 

And that’s when it hit you, all you wanted right now was Jungkook. Not Suho, not anyone else, just Jungkook. 

You jumped out of bed and quickly grabbed a random hoodie from your closet (which happened to belong to Jungkook). 

You ran out of your apartment, heaving by the time you got to the entrance of the building. It was pouring and the sky was inky black. 

You didn’t know where he would go but you went with your gut. So within 7 minutes of sprinting in the rain, you arrived in front of Jimin’s house. 

You pressed the doorbell of his house, panting. Jimin opened the door cautiously, but upon seeing you and the state of your body, he quickly let you in. 

“Oh my god, Y/N! You’re drenched. Do you know what time it is?! It’s dangerous to be running outside so late at night. Take a seat and I’ll bring you a towel”, Jimin started, moving towards the bathroom to get you a towel. 

“Jimin, where is he?”, you muster out, voice cracking. 

“Y/N, please just dry off and I’ll tell you”, he says exasperatedly, “He’ll kill me if you get sick”

Within seconds, you dry off. Your mind was moving a mile a minute and the adrenaline from running was wearing off, leaving you sore, tired and cold.  

Jimin finally returned with a cup of steaming hot tea. He placed the mug on the table in front of you and took a seat opposite of you. 

“Jimin, please...”, you whispered. 

Jimin nodded, sighing deeply. 

“He’s in the room down the hall. Walk in quietly though, he probably fell asleep. Don’t mess up again, it took a lot of effort to get that big man-baby to stop crying. He loves you a lot, and I know you love him so please sort this out. I swear, I’m such an amazing friend to both of you. I deserve a raise, so you two better pay me back later”, Jimin said with a big teasing smile. 

You pushed his shoulder playfully and walked towards the door for Jungkook’s room. 

You took a deep breath and tried to calm your nerves, as you stood in front of the door. You contemplated on whether or not this was a good idea. However, the thought of seeing Jungkook again gave you the courage to finally twist the handle and walk into the room. 

The bedroom was dark and nothing felt familiar, other than the faint smell of Jungkook. 

The faint smell of familiar soap, was one that you automatically associated with Jungkook because it was a cologne that you bought him. He used it religiously, making your entire apartment smell like him and you came to the realization of how empty the apartment felt without Jungkook. 

As you stood at the doorway with a bated breathe, Jungkook stirred. You realized that you left the door open, the light from the hallway filtered into the dark room. You lightly shut the door when you heard Jungkook’s voice. 

“Y/N?”, he called out, groggily. 

Your eyes watered as you made your way to the edge of his bed. You kneeled near the head of his bed and clasped his hand in yours. You brought his hand up to your cheek and sobbed. 

“God, I’m so sorry. Jungkook. Baby, I love you so much and I am so sorry that I was stupid”, you choked out, your words were border-line incoherent. 

Upon hearing your sobs, Jungkook immediately broke out of his sleepy daze. He sat up and pulled into his lap, patting your back comfortingly. 

Your shoulders shook from the extent of your sobs as you buried your head into the crook of his neck, but your cries started to quiet as Jungkook soothed you. The simple action of being able to hold him close to you was enough to calm you down completely. 

Once you stopped crying, you moved up from his neck. You cupped his face in your hands and stared into his bright eyes. His hands firmly gripped your hips, as if he was scared you were going to run away. 

When he smiled his bunny-like smile at you, you smiled back. Overcome with nothing but hopeful bliss, you brought his lips up to yours and placed a sweet kiss on his lips. He responded immediately, kissing you back passionately. 

You kissed until you had to pull away to breathe. As you refilled you lungs with air, you caressed his jaw. Pushing away awry strands of hair, you giggle again. 

“I missed you, baby”, Jungkook whispers. 

“I missed you more. I’m sorry about what happened today. I should’ve told you about Suho but honestly I didn’t want to tell you because I didn’t want to stress you out. I was just going to meet him to get closure. I want to cut him out of my life for good, Kook. I love you and only you, I want him out my life so I can love you more freely”, you explained. 

Jungkook nodded, “I understand, baby. I was in the wrong too. I should’ve trusted you and let you explain. But Y/N, you can tell me about these things, okay? I’m your boyfriend, and I want to know about these things in your life”

You smiled and pecked his lips as a sign of understanding. 

He smiled and pulled your head down to kiss you again. He rested his forehead against yours and sighed. “I was worried that you wouldn’t come. I couldn’t stop crying, I probably cried myself to sleep. I missed you so much, you know?”, Jungkook whispered, “I’m glad you’re here now though. Actually, hang on a second, how did you get here?” 

You laughed nervously and rubbed the back of your neck, “Uh- I ran here...” 

“In the rain?!”, Jungkook asked, “Baby, it’s pouring outside! Don’t tell me you got soaked in the rain” 

You laughed and pecked his nose, before attempting to slide off of him. 

“Nooo, babyyy. Stay on top of me. I missed you too much to let you go”, he whined childishly. 

“Kook, I’m not leaving. Just wanted to cuddle next to you, I’m too heavy for you, you’ll lose circulation to your thighs”, you laughed. 

“No, I won’t babe. I’ve been working out my thighs so that I can keep you on top of me forever” 

You laughed but still slid off of him and lay down on the pillow next to him. 

You felt him turn to you and wrap his arms around your waist, his face buried into your neck. 

He sighed happily. “I love you, baby”, he whispered drowsily. 

“I love you more, Kook”, you whispered back, listening to his breathes even out, a clear indication that he had fallen asleep. 

You sighed happily, tightening your hold on Jungkook’s hand and fell into deep slumber, wrapped in the embrace of a man who you loved more than anything in the world. 

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A/N: WOW!! Congrats if you read all of that!! Thank you for taking the time to read my work. This fic is something that I had in my drafts for a while but due to school, I wasn’t able to work on. But thankfully, winter break is doing me a solid and giving me time to write. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed. Please make sure to leave a like, comment and let me know your thoughts. I’m trying to segue way back into writing again, so feel free to reblog and share this story with others (with proper credits ofc). Once again, I love you all and thank you so much for you support <333333 

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HI EVERYONE!! It’s been a hot minute since I posted, right? Sorry, school’s been out for my ass :( However, it is winter break and I finally have the time to start writing again. I am currently almost done writing a ~3k-4k one-shot. It’s a jungkook x reader classic fluff/angst. I am planning on releasing it by the end of this week (thursday or friday). Please keep an eye out and give it lots of love. I worked really hard on it and I hope you will enjoy reading it <3333

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Bright sunrays filtered through the large window. The curtains were barely closed, allowing the sunlight to illuminate the entire room. 

The brightness of the room caused you to shift your body away from the window, ultimately moving yourself out of the grasp of the person next to you. 

You felt yourself lose your consciousness again as drowsiness washed over you. 

Suddenly, your phone started ringing. The shrill piercing sound of your ringtone caused you to jerk awake. 

The figure next to you stirred in his sleep, groaning at the harsh loudness of the phone. He reached for you waist and pulled you into his bear-like grip. 

You lightly reach over the sleeping mans figure and picked up your phone. The callers ID danced across your screen. You rub your eyes tiredly, trying to focus on the ID. 

Your eyes widened when you realized that your boss was calling. You sat up quickly, pushing away the arm that was wrapped around your waist. 

Ignoring the whines of the person next to you, you cleared your throat. 

“Hi Sir”, you answer in a cheerful, high pitched voice. 

The man next to you rubbed his eyes and looked at you with a look of confusion and tiredness.

“Sorry sir?”, you ask while looking at the man next to you, “Am I alone? Yes sir, I am alone”.

You watched as Johnny’s eyes narrow at the blatant lie. 

“No Sir, I’m not busy. Oh the party? 15 minutes earlier? Of course!”, you answer in a honey-sweet voice. 

Johnny reached out to touch your jaw. You absently pushed his hand away as you nod along to what the person on the phone was saying. You stretched and started to move over Johnny. 

“Baby, don’t go”, he pouted, patting the empty pillow that you had been sleeping on. 

You kiss his head, smiling and agreeing with your boss. You brush off Johnny’s hand once again and walk to the kitchen to make yourself a coffee. 

You were so busy that you didn’t notice Johnny’s scowl and pout. 

After a few minutes, your call ended with your boss. You had made two cups of coffee and toasted a few pieces of bread. 

“Johnny? Where are you? Breakfasts ready, honey!”, you call out, expecting your extremely tall, cuddly, giant to come bounding out of the bedroom. 

When Johnny didn’t come out, you walked into your shared bedroom. Johnny lay on the bed, on his phone. 

You smile and stride over to him. You kneel down and reach out to touch his hair, when you feel him stop your hand. Your smile instantly dissipates from your face. 

“Did you need something?”, he asks coldly without looking away from his phone.

“I just wanted to say that breakfast is ready, baby”, you answer sweetly, hoping that he would look at you. 

“I’m tired, you should eat and go to work, I’ll eat later”, he says non interestedly. 

“Oh... I just wanted us to eat together before I go”, you say quietly. 

“You should go get ready or something”, he says finally, turning his body away from you, signaling that this conversation was over.

You nodded, silently before getting up and walking to your closet. 

Johnny turned back slightly to look at you. Your shoulder had sagged and you silently picked out your work clothes. You walked out of the room without looking back. 

After a few moment, he heard the door open and close. He let out a breath that he didn’t know he was holding. 

He got out of bed and made his way to the kitchen. There on the counter, was a cup of coffee and toast on a plate. There was a sticky note next to the plate, written in your messy handwriting. 

He smiled softly as he imagines you quickly scrawling down the note. 

‘Johnny Bear, I don’t know why you’re upset. I’m sorry that I haven’t been observant enough. I am not good enough to be your girlfriend and I know that. I’ll try harder, please talk to me. I love you, lets’ talk when I get home (I’m planning a big party today, wish me luck). Be safe and don’t do anything stupid <3′ - Y/N, your pretty baby ;)

He frowned when he read your letter. He shouldn’t have acted so childish. He felt unhappy, knowing that you were blaming yourself for not being a good girlfriend when he was the one being stupid. 

He reached for his phone when he realized you were probably busy. 

He looked around the kitchen, looking for something to cook for you when you came home. His eyes landed on the spaghetti and he quickly started to get ready to cook. 

Johnny finished cooking and looked at the clock, 5:53 PM. He stood in front of the clock, wondering what to do next. His eyes landed on the dishes, he groaned but moved to start washing them. 

When he was done washing the dishes, he stared back up at the clock, 6:24 PM. He frowned, you were usually home by 6 PM. His fingers tapped the counter, worry starting to fill his gut. As if fate had heard him, he heard the lock of the apartment click open. 

He watched as you opened the door. Your gray blazer was ruffled, strands of your hair had fallen out if the makeshift ponytail you made, your hands were full of grocery bags as you stumbled in. 

You pant as you drop the bags. You look over at him and smile. “Help me, you big baby”, you tease. 

Before you knew it, Johnny strode across the room and lifted your jaw up. He leant down and pressed his lips to yours. You smile into the kiss, moving your hands to rest on his torso. 

He pulls away and pecks your forehead, before bending down and picking up all the grocery bags with ease, his biceps strain under the weight of all the bags, but he seems at ease. You watch his muscles flex, mouth agape. 

“Stop watching my muscles, babe”, he says with a wink, “Also go shower, you look like you got run over by a train and I made dinner so hurry up”

You grin as you practically run to the shower. 

After a few minutes, you walk out of the shower, wearing one of his over sized t-shirts and some shorts. 

You see Johnny sitting on the couch, engaged in the show playing on TV. You quietly walk up to him, and sit down on his lap. He looks at you with surprise, not noticing that you finished showering. You lightly push his head to focus back on the TV, as you lean back to nuzzle your head in the crook of his neck. He smiles before pulling you tightly into his chest. 

You smile, as you turn to watch TV. 

“Hey babe? This morning, when you were on the phone, why did you say you were alone?”, Johnny asks cautiously without looking away from the TV. You look at him curiously when it suddenly dawned to you why Johnny was so angry in the morning. 

“AWWW”, you screech, as you turn to straddle him, pinching his cheeks, “You were angry cause I said I was alone. My giant baby was jealous”

He pushed you lightly, turning his head away from you, a small embarrassed smile graced his face. 

“My boss was asking me if I was alone, cause he was throwing a surprise party for one of my close friends at the office, he didn’t want anyone to know about the party except for me in the morning. I’m sorry babe”, you say, lightly caressing his hair. 

Johnny nods understandingly, as he tilted his head into the palm of your hands. You feel him kiss your forehead before turning his attention back to the TV, his hands lays comfortably on your back. 

Before you know it, you feel yourself relax, listening to the drone of the TV and Johnny’s heartbeat. 

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A/N: I don’t know what this is but it feels very cute. I’ve been busy with school but I am trying. I hope you enjoyed reading this. Feel free to leave a like or comment. Please leave any thoughts that you may have, just try and keep it positive. Once again, thanks for the support :)

nct fluff (idol!jeno x reader)

{7:56 PM}

~ 1087 words

You sat on your old leather couch, the TV playing a reality show that you have no interest in. 

Your leg bounces up and down. You alternate your attention from your phone which lay beside you and to the large clock on the wall. 

‘2:04 AM’, you thought, rubbing your eyes drowsily, ‘Where is he?’

Suddenly, you hear the door lock click and footsteps walk in. 

You know who it is without even looking at the figure. 

Lee Jeno, your long time boyfriend of 3 years and a member of NCT. 

You watch as Jeno plops his black bag on the ground with a thump. He rolls his shoulder and sighs, tiredly. 

He turns around and jumps slightly. 

“Baby? Why are you still up?”, he looks at you warmly. 

You look at the clock and stand up. 

“Do you know what time it is? I was waiting for you because you told me you were going to be done early”, you start to say, annoyance brimming in your voice. 

Jeno looks surprised at your harsh tone. He walk closer to you and reaches out to touch your forearm, trying to calm you down. 

You move your body out of his touch, ignoring the hurt flashing across his eyes and the aching in your heart. 

“I was talking to you. I have work tomorrow. I could’ve been asleep by now, Jeno. Why do you keep lying to me?” 

His demeanor changes. His shoulder squaring and his jaw slacks. 

“Lying?”, he asks, his voice low and cold. “Are you calling me a liar?”

You look at him square in the eyes, anger and frustration radiating from both of your eyes. 

None of you were moving, refusing to give up whatever power you two were fighting for. Your eyes stayed on his for what felt like an eternity. 

Finally he broke, running his hands through his hair, he looked up at the ceiling and sighed, 

“You know, I come home EXHAUSTED from dancing all day and I want nothing more to relax and forget about my problems but instead I’m forced to deal with more problems,” he says. 

Your eyes widen in shock, you step back in pain at the tone of his voice. 

“Problem?”, you reiterate, “I’m a problem to you?” 

He seems to realize the harshness of his words. He opens his mouth to say something. 

You walk past him and to your dinner table. You pick up a white envelope and hand it to him. 

“This is the reason why I wanted you to come home early”, you thrust out the envelope to him. 

He opens the envelope gingerly, not knowing what to expect. 

He scans over the heading, ‘Y/N L/N, has been appointed the highest scoring and most beloved employee this year, and is invited to say a speech at the Seoul Arts Center’ 

He looks at you with a shocked expression. His eye smile breaking out. 

“BABY, I’m so proud of you!”, he says excitedly. 

You shake your head in disbelief and anger. 

“Oh? You’re proud of one of the problems in your life?” you spit out. 

“Babe-”, he starts. 

“You should go, Jeno. I need to sleep and I’m not in the right mood to talk to you without screaming at you”, you say tiredly, pointing towards the door. 

He hesitates, searching your eyes. He nods and smiles, gently. 

“I’m sorry baby. We can talk about this later, I just want you to know that I’m proud of you and that you can never be a problem for me”, he says before turning to walk towards the door. “I love you, always”

It took all of your willpower to stop yourself from running to him and hugging him, yet his harsh words rang through your head like a sick song. 

You heard the door click shut and your knees buckled to the ground. 

You covered your mouth as you sobbed silently, hot streams of tears streaked down your face. 

You don’t know how or when you feel asleep but you woke up curled on the cold hardwood floor of your apartment. 

You reached for your phone and the time read 5:43 AM. 

You sighed and trudged to the bathroom. 

The bags under your eyes were huge, your eyes were puffy and red. 

You sighed and started washing your face with cold water. 

You looked at your reflection and replayed the night before. 

Jeno. Jeno. Jeno. 

He was the only thing on your mind. The sweet smiling boy, the pillar and rock of your life. You missed him a lot. 

The next thing you know, you grabbed a large hoodie (which just happened to be Jeno’s ) and ran out of your apartment. 

You got on the empty bus, your legs started bouncing again. You couldn’t sit still and stared out the window, willing the bus to somehow move faster. 

Before you knew it, you stood in front of the SM dorms. 

You smiled at the bodyguard, Younghee, who returned your smile gratefully. 

You ran into the building, pressing on the button quickly. 

The elevator was taking to long for your liking so you turned to the stairwell and ran up three flights, until you stood in front of Jeno’s room. 

You opened the door and scanned the room. 

Jeno lay in his bed, facing away from you, deep in sleep. 

You contemplated what to do, ‘Should I go to him or leave and come back later?’. While you were thinking, Jeno’s figure slowly turned towards you. 

“Y/N?”, he asked groggily, eyes barely opening from sleepiness. Arm stretching out as to reach for you.

You don’t hesitate before walking towards his bed and slipping under the covers with him. 

Your head rests on his arm, as you reach over to trace his jawline with your fingers. 

He shivers slightly, before nuzzling his chin into your hair, breathing in deeply the scent of your vanilla shampoo. 

“Baby-”, he starts to say, but he stops when you place a finger to his lips. 

“It’s okay, Jen. I know yesterday was just your tiredness speaking. We both were tired and it was so stupid. I love you and I’m not angry”, you say in one breath. 

You wait for Jeno to say something but when he doesn’t, you look up at his face. 

A smile was present on his face and he kisses you softly on your forehead. 

You felt him pull you closer to him. You sighed, contently as you intertwined fingers with him. 

You let sleep wash over you, intertwined and next to the love of your life.

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A/N: Hi loves, it’s been a while, right? Sorry you guys, I just havn’t been thriving recently. But my love for jeno is too much so i had to. I have another jeno fic in my drafts but its angsty, should i post it? Im so thankful for all the support. If you enjoy my work please leave a like and comment. Please recommend my work to others, if you can :) Once again, thank you for the love and appreciation. I hope you have a wonderful day <3. 

Angst (Mark Lee x Reader)

{10:04 PM}

Angst Prompt: “It’s Ok, you don’t have to love me back”

You skimmed over the last few words of your essay. You stretched your arms and let out a soft groan. You took a deep breath and pressed the submit button. You waited a few moments and slumped back when you saw the confirmation. You were finally done. You leaned over the your side and reached for your phone. The first thing that you noticed was your lock screen. You smiled as you reminisced about the memory.

It was winter. The sky was inky black but the street lamps lit up the streets perfectly. The trees were covered in a light layer of snow. Everything was perfect, you were unbelievably happy walking next to the love of your life. You and Mark walked in comfortable silence when you felt his hand touch your shoulder. You look at him with a smile and you can see a blush creep onto his cheeks. “Wanna take a picture together?” he asked. You looked at him incredulously. “I mean-, if-, if you want to..i guess,” he stuttered. You smiled as you reached up to poke his cheek, “I would love to, I just didn’t expect my Markie to be so bold,” you said teasingly. He looked away but you could see the traces of a smile. 

You pulled out your phone and raised it up to fit the both of you. You both held up piece signs and hearts. As you were snapping pictures, you felt him kiss your cheek. You blushed and looked away. He smiled as you took your phone from your hand. “Aww, my baby looks so cute,” he gushed, poking your cheeks. You looked at the picture and couldn’t help but smile. It was perfect.

Every thing was so perfect back then.

You stared at the lockscreen when a message popped up, distracting you from your trip down memory lane. It was from Mark. You frowned slightly upon reading it. 

Y/N, I’m waiting at your lobby, can you come and meet me down here, we need to talk - Mark

You grabbed your coat, phone and keys and ran out the door. You ran the stairs and smiled when you saw him in the lobby. He eyes met yours and dropped down to the ground. Your smile fell off your face. You walked up to him and was about to touch his face, when he moved away. “Let’s talk in the car,” he said softly, turning away. You follow him and sat in the passenger seat of his car. It was warm and you looked out the windows, confused and anxious. It was silent for about twenty minutes, neither you or Mark said a word. 

You must have dozed off because when you woke up, Mark was staring out the window, nervously tapping his foot. He noticed that you woke up and took a deep breath. “We’re here,” he said. “What’s going on? Mark, you’re scaring me,” you say softly. His eyes meet yours, his eyes are soft and you can see tears brim in his eyes. You reach up to wipe away the tears but he pushes your hands away softly, “ Let me explain,” Mark starts, “Recently NCT’s debut has been finalized and I’ve been offered a position to be in 2 of the units. Sooman talked to me and told me how I’m really talented and how I’ve been working for so long that I deserve to debut. But he said that he’ll let me debut under one condition.” “Condition?”you ask cautiously. “I have to be single, I’ll be allowed to debut as long as I am not in a relationship,” he says sadly. You felt your heart drop. You started tearing up, Mark head perked up and immediately reached to wipe away your tears but you swatted his hands away. His eyes look back at the ground. “So? What is your decision?” you say, a little part of you praying that he declined. You yell at yourself, how could you ask Mark to put you before his dream. Maybe because you wanted him to love you just as much as you loved him. “I’ve decided that I really want to debut. Y/n, I’m so sorry. You deserve better but I need to debut. This is my dream,” he says, his eyes pleading with yours. You nod. “I understand, I love you. I always have,” you say with a sad smile, “It’s Ok, you don’t have to love me back”. His eyes meet yours and you can see his heart break. “Can we.. at least try and be friends? I need you in my life,” Mark asks. “Mark, I don’t think I can physically commit to being friends with you. Everytime, I look at you, I’m reminded of all the memories we made together. I can’t be near you without wanting to kiss you,” you say. He nods and roughly starts up the car. “Mark, please don’t be angry. I’m sorry,” you say softly. “Don’t say that you’re sorry, the only person who should be apologizing is me. You did nothing wrong, it’s all me and will always be me,” he says quietly. 

The rest of the drive home is quiet. You stare out the windows. It reminds you of the night in the park. You pull out you phone and press on the picture of you and Mark. You look at it silently before pressing the delete icon. Your heart aches as you watch the picture disappear. You continue to stare out the window, unaware of Mark’s eyes. His heart shattered watching you delete that picture. That picture was a memory that he cherished so dearly. He looked back at the road, silently begging his heart to stop aching.

As you reached your home, You got of the car slowly. Mark walked you up to the door. You were about to walk in when you felt him grip your wrist. “I know that I’m asking for a lot but can i hug you one last time?” he asks. You nod and feel him pull you into a tight hug. You fell his warm breath fall onto a sensitive patch of your neck. You shuddered slightly. You hug his torso tightly. You both take in each others’ scent one last time. He smiles as he pulls away. He brushes some hair away form your face and tucks it behind your ear. “You really are so pretty and I have no clue how I got you for myself,” he smiles, “I’m truly sorry for all of this but if you ever want to talk as friends you can always call me”. You nod as you turn away to enter your house. You look back and see that his eyes are still on you. You smile and wave goodbye. He smiles back sadly. 

Goodbye, that word, broke both of your hearts.

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Author’s note: hihi! I know that i write a lot of angst. Its’ cause i’m a very sad person. sorry if this is getting very boring for you. please feel free to request any genre. I will try my best. Once, again thank you for supporting me and my account. I really appreciate it :)

bts angst (jungkook x reader)

{10:20 PM}

Mentions: Cheating

The sky was dark, as you looked out your window of the apartment you and jungkook shared. You blinked back tears, hoping and wishing that it didn’t happen again.

You sat on the couch, mindlessly staring at the tv. You couldn’t comprehend anything. Your mind was fuzzy with hopeless praying. After what felt like an eternity, you heard the lock click. As if like a deer in headlights, You perked your head towards the door. 

He walked in. His white shirt ruffled and hair a mess. His neck was red and he pulled in sleeves down his arms. He grinned at you, you felt your heart skip a beat, that bunny smile made you so happy that you forgot everything he had done. You smiled back and walked toward him to give him a hug. He held out his arms but in a split second pulled away. You looked at him in shock. “sorry baby, i just wanna wash up”, he said sheepishly, touching his neck. You saw the remains of a lipstick mark on his collar.

Your face fell and you immediately dropped to the floor when you realized that your assumptions were true. His face contorted with worry, as he rushed to you fell to his knees and hugged you. “baby, whats wrong?”, he asked. You look up at him with utter disgust, as you push him away from you. He was startled with wide eyes. 

“YOU ASSHOLE”, you shrieked, “WHY? I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING. WHY WAS I NOT GOOD ENOUGH?”. He looked at you with confusion. “DON’T YOU DARE LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT”, you screamed angrily, “why did you need her? was i never important to you?”. Saying those words broke your heart. When you saw his face, you knew. He looked away. His eyes never meeting yours. “I’m sorry”, he said quietly, “ Soojin made me feel alive. When I’m with you, I don’t feel anything anymore. I couldn’t tell you because it would break your heart and I never wanted to hurt you”. He reached for you hand but you jerked it away.

His eyes flashed with hurt. You looked at him with utter disappointment and disgust. “Leave, I never want to see your despicable face again”, you said shakily, as you pointed towards the door. You could feel tears pricking your eyes but you begged them not to fall out. 

He looked at you with guilt, he nodded slowly and got up. As he reached for the door handle, he looked back at you. You stared determinedly at the ground, knowing that if you looked up, you would break down. “I’m sorry, the problem was never you, it was me”, he said softly, before leaving. 

As soon as you heard the door click, you fell to ground. You cried and cried and cried. You sobbed. As your body shook violently, as tears left your eyes. You wailed his name over and over again. You cursed him for hurting you like this and you cursed yourself for not being good enough. 

You were so immersed in your own world of tears and heartbreak that you never heard jungkook’s sobs behind the door. 

nct angst (idol!jaehyun x reader)

{10:11 PM}

It was 3 am on a Saturday. You tossed and turned. A nightmare, again. You suddenly awoke, gasping. You reached for the other side of your bed, praying that he would be there, but like every other time, he wasn’t. 

You slump back. “Why do i do this to myself?”, this question ran through your head, hundreds of times, “Why do I let myself get hurt like this”. You needed him but he never needed you.

You reached out to your phone. No new text or calls. He never cared enough to call you. You opened twitter, and there he was, Jung Jaehyun, a proud idol of NCT, smiling his big smile.

The man who never loved you back.