He Forgets Your Birthday

he forgets your birthday

J-Hope x f!reader

Genre: fluff

WC: 1k

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The morning sunlight streams through your window and you rub the sleep out of your eyes with a small smile when you remember what day it is. You move your hand to J-Hope’s side of the bed, and your eyes shoot open when you don’t feel him there.

When you find his side empty, you frown.

J-Hope dances from early in the morning to late at night. You know it’s his job as well as his passion, but you couldn’t help but feel a bit neglected. You only saw him when he came home from practice when he’d be too exhausted to do anything. 

You know dance will always be his first love, you just wish he would take a break once in a while, for his sake as well as yours.

Eventually, you force yourself out of bed to make breakfast, looking forward to at least having dinner with J-Hope.

Meanwhile, J-Hope was in the studio, practicing hard as always. He got into the studio super early this morning so he didn’t have time to check his phone. And once he activates dance teacher mode, he blocks everything else out of his mind. 

By the time he decides to take a break and check his phone, he realizes what day it is as he reads the reminder on his screen,

y/n’s birthday!!!

His eyes go wide as he covers his mouth. “I forgot today was y/n’s birthday!” he says as he looks at everyone else with wide eyes.

“J-Hope! How could you?!” Jin yells obnoxiously. 

J-Hope laughs at himself before looking to Namjoon, asking for permission to leave early. Namjoon nods at him before motioning to the door, “Hurry up, what are you still doing here?” he asks J-Hope.

J-Hope nods before quickly getting up to gather his stuff. “Tell y/n we say happy birthday!” they yell at him as he rushes out the door.

He had already bought your gift in advance, but he didn’t have the cake or decorations. ready He quickly rushed to the market to buy you a cake as well as some other snacks you two could enjoy together.

When he arrives outside the door to your house, he’s panting heavily, clutching a plastic bag in one of his hands. He takes a moment to catch his breath and smooth his hair down before he quietly unlocks the door.

He pokes his head into the house, and when he hears you humming in the kitchen, he takes his shoes off as quietly as he can. He silently makes his way into the house, and he can’t help but stare for a bit as he listens to you sing quietly while you cook dinner. Once he snaps out of your trance, he reveals himself.

“Happy birthday y/n!” he yells while running to hug you.

You drop whatever your holding, startled by his presence and letting out a yelp. He wraps his arms around your waist and lifts you off the ground, spinning you happily. When you realize it’s just J-Hope, you let out a laugh as he lets you down.

You lightly smack him on the chest, “You scared me!”

He just laughs. “Sorry babe,” he says before peppering your face with kisses.

You giggle as you pull away to get back to dinner. He reluctantly lets you go back to cooking as he moves to put the cake in the fridge.

“You know, I almost thought you forgot when I found out you left early this morning,” you say with a laugh as you get back to the stove.

J-Hope freezes as he stands in front of the fridge. “What? I would never forget your birthday!” he says with a nervous laugh.

He closes the fridge and faces you with a hand on his chest, faking an expression of hurt. “I can’t believe you thought I could forget your birthday,” he says with a pout. “I just wanted to surprise you,” he lies.

You approach him and place a quick kiss on his cheek. “Sorry Hobi,” you giggle, “but you definitely surprised me if that makes you feel better,” you say with a laugh.

He laughs along with you, but on the inside, he felt guilty for lying.

You and J-Hope enjoy the rest of the evening eating dinner and cake together before cuddling on the couch and watching a rom-com, eating the other snacks J-Hope bought from the market.

By the time you two finish the movie as well as cleaning up, it’s already late so you decide to get ready for bed. As you climb into bed, J-Hope looks at you with a serious look in his eyes.

“I have a confession to make,” he says as he stands up from the bed. 

“What is it Hobi?” you ask curiously. You know J-Hope’s an absolute angel and he wouldn’t have done anything terrible.

“I may or may not have actually forgot that today was your birthday,” he says so fast you almost don’t catch what he said.

While he waits for your reaction, you can’t help but think he looks like a child who feels guilty for taking an extra piece of candy from someone’s door for Halloween.

You start laughing at how adorable he is, and he smiles and starts laughing with you.

“That’s it? You scared me!” unable to contain your laughter, you fall back onto the bed.

He flops onto the bed next to you. “I thought you would be sad or mad that I forgot,” he whines.

“Aw Hobi, it’s okay. I know how busy you are,” you say as you ruffle his hair.

He pouts at you before wrapping his arms around your waist pulling you closer to him. “I promise I still love you even though I forgot your birthday,” he says as he smiles at you.

“I know,” you chuckle. “And I love you too.”

You place a kiss on his forehead as you say, “Go to sleep, you woke up super early today so you must be tired.”

He hums in agreement as he snuggles closer to you.

“Happy birthday y/n, I love you,” he mumbles, already falling asleep in your arms.

You can’t help but smile at how adorable he is as you play with his hair, lulling him to sleep.

he forgets your birthday

Jungkook x f!reader

Genre: angst to fluff, hurt/comfort

WC: 0.9k

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“Hi, it’s Jungkook. I’m busy right now so I’ll probably call you back later.”

You sigh, frustrated as you’re met with Jungkook’s voicemail once again. This was the seventh time you were calling him within an hour and you were starting to grow worried.

At first, you were disappointed that he was late to dinner, but after getting no response, you thought something might be wrong.

You decide to call Namjoon, knowing he’s more responsible with picking up his phone. He answers on the third ring, “Hello?”

“Hey, is Jungkook there?” You ask worriedly.

“Yeah, he’s still practicing with Jimin and Hoseok. Do you want to speak to him?” he asks.

You let out a relieved sigh before answering, “It’s alright. He was supposed to be here an hour ago for dinner, I just wanted to make sure he’s okay. Thanks for letting me know,”

Namjoon shakes his head, disappointed in Jungkook, “No problem. Happy Birthday by the way.”

You thank him and say your goodbyes, hanging up to the phone. You were looking forward to spending some time with Jungkook since he’s been so busy lately. You don’t blame him, you know it’s what you signed up for and you fully support him, but you can’t help but feel disappointed that he forgot.

Sadly looking at your homemade dishes that have since grown cold, you start putting them away, having lost your appetite. You decide to go to sleep early, knowing Jungkook would be tired after practice and would probably go straight home to rest.

Namjoon sighs as he watches Jungkook practicing. You were very understanding and he could tell you and Jungkook truly loved each other, but he was afraid Jungkook’s negligence would push you away.

He decides it’s none of his business and grabs his bag. Before leaving, he calls out to the maknae, “Jungkook,” Jungkook pauses and looks over to the leader, “Make sure you apologize to y/n when you’re done, she was worried sick about you.” Jungkook nods and goes back to practicing, not processing what he said. A few seconds later, Namjoon’s words hit him, eyes widening as he realizes,

he forgot.

Panicking, he quickly starts gathering his stuff. Watching Jungkook in confusion, Jimin and J-Hope just shrug at each other and continue practicing. “Tell y/n we say happy birthday!” Jimin yells out to Jungkook as he rushes out of the practice room. Once he’s in the car, he checks his phone, finding seven missed calls from you. He facepalms, cursing himself for being so stupid.

Before the car can fully come to a stop, he’s pushing the door open and jumping out of the vehicle, rushing up to your door. He knocks loudly but is only met with silence. Noticing that all the lights are off, he uses his spare key knowing that you’ve probably gone to bed already.

Knocking quietly on your bedroom door, he slowly opens it when he receives no answer. He peaks his head in and his heart feels heavy when he finds you curled up in bed, dried tears on your face. He places a light kiss on your forehead, whispering a small apology. He sits next to you on your bed, stroking your hair and staring at you lovingly, the moonlight making you look even more beautiful. Feeling nothing but regret, he knows he can’t change the past but he’s determined to make it up to you.

The next morning, you wake up to the sound of pots and pans coming from the kitchen. Confused, you rub the sleep out of your eyes and climb out of the bed.

As you enter your kitchen searching for the source of noise, you’re met with a sight that makes you smile; Jungkook behind the stove, wiping down the counter while looking extremely focused. You can’t help but giggle which causes Jungkook to look up at you.

“Y/n!” He says excitedly, throwing the cloth in his hands away and walking around the counter to meet you. Placing his hands on his hips, he asks you with a big smile,

“Do you know what day it is?”

You raise an eyebrow at him, “Saturday?”

“It’s your birthday!” He says excitedly.

Thinking he mixed up the date of your birthday, you correct him, “My birthday was yesterday Kookie,” you say with a forced laugh.

He grins at you and shows you his phone, “Are you sure? Look at the date.” Low and behold, the date on his lock screen was yesterday’s date. Your brows furrow in confusion before realizing he set the date back for you.

When he sees the realization set in your features, he grins even wider before he pulls you into a tight hug, mumbling into your hair, “Happy birthday babe, I’m sorry I forgot yesterday. And I know I haven’t been the best boyfriend lately but please let me make it up to you.”

Having already forgiven him, you hug him back, “It’s okay Kookie, I know you have a lot of work to do. I’m just glad I get to spend some time with you now,” you say with a bright smile before pulling away. You place a quick kiss on his cheek before excitedly running into the kitchen.

“Cupcakes!” You exclaimed happily when you find the desserts on the table.

He quickly rushes in after you yelling, “Hey! Breakfast first, those are for later!”

thought you were different

Summary: Being the owner of BTS’ favourite cafe, you find yourself growing closer to the seven members without even realizing who you were talking to. What happens when you seemingly start to treat them differently after discovering their true identities?

ot7 x f!reader

Genre: fluff + angst

WC: 3k

Author’s Note: I don’t know what a reasonable price in won would be so I used dollars 😅 part 2 with a happy ending??

part 2

The bell above the door rings as two new customers walk into your cafe. The two men had been taking a stroll around Seoul when they came across your small cafe. You bow and welcome them with a bright smile, "Hello!" They smile and bow back at you before taking a look around.

The cafe was precious. Not that big, but cute and cozy. They approach the counter and take a look at the menu. And as they read your handwritten chalkboard menu, you take a moment to study their appearances.

The two new customers are about the same height, although they look like complete opposites. The first man stands slightly hunched over, and he's dressed in dark clothes and a black bucket hat with silver rings. The second man has the posture of a contemporary dancer, and he's dressed in light blue jeans, a cream coloured sweater, and a light brown newsboy hat. Both of their faces are hidden by their hats, but you get a lot of personality from their style alone.

The one in dark clothes orders an iced Americano. His voice is quite deep but it has a familiar rasp to it. The one in light clothing has a higher voice with a unique pitch, and he orders a latte. As you get started on their orders, they take a look at the baked goods in the glass case.

Jimin bends down and points to the cookies, "Do you want one?" he asks Yoongi. Yoongi side glances at the cookies. "I'll have the dark chocolate one," he answers. Jimin nods and stands back up.

When you come back to the counter with their drinks, the man in a newsboy hat points to the cookies. "We'll take one white chocolate and one dark chocolate please," he says politely. You smile and point behind you, "Actually, I have a batch in the oven right now. If you'd like to wait a few more minutes I can give you some fresh out of the oven," you say with a friendly smile. Jimin nods excitedly at your offer, "We'll wait, thank you." You offer another small smile before gesturing to the tables, "Have a seat. I'll bring you the cookies when they're done." They both grab their drinks with a small "thank you" and head to a table for two next to the window.

When they take a sip of their drinks, their eyes go wide. "This is really good!" Jimin exclaims while pointing to his latte. Yoongi nods in approval while taking another sip of his Americano. Jimin looks around the cafe once again, “Wah, this place is so cute and the coffee is amazing. We should bring the rest here sometime." Yoongi hums in agreement, "I think V and Jungkook will like this place. I saw hot chocolate on the menu." They make small talk as they enjoy their drinks and admire your cafe.

When the timer goes off and the cookies are done, you remove the tray from the oven and place a few white chocolate and dark chocolate cookies on a plate. You take the plate out to the front and place it on the table between the two customers.

Yoongi looks at the plate and points to it, "We only ordered two cookies." You wave your hands in front of you, "Don't worry, they're on the house. Cookies are best when they're fresh out of the oven so enjoy as much as you'd like," you say. Surprised by your generosity, Yoongi continues to stare at the plate of cookies while Jimin bows his head at you several times.

"Thank you so much," he says as he picks up a warm cookie. He takes a bite and looks up at you in amazement, although you can't see his eyes because of his hat. "These are so delicious!" he exclaims before taking another bite. You smile at this, "I'm glad you like them." Yoongi takes a cookie as well, shyly taking a bite. "Wow," he says while looking at Jimin, "These are good." You bow at them before heading to the back to get the rest of the fresh cookies and place them in the glass display case.

"I can't believe she's giving these cookies for free," Jimin says in disbelief, "I would pay $5 for one." Yoongi scoffs at Jimin, "I would pay $10." The two continue bickering as you enter the kitchen to make more baked goods.

Once Yoongi and Jimin finish the whole plate of cookies, as well as their drinks, they walk up and ring the bell on the counter to let you know they've finished.

Hearing the bell, you look up from the dough you were making. You quickly push the hair out of your face and wipe your flour-covered hands on your apron before heading to the front.

When you appear in front of them, Jimin can't help but chuckle at your appearance. Your hair was tied back messily and there was flour on your face, but you still looked angelic. "You have a little something on your face," he says with a laugh while reaching forward to help you.

You just laugh happily as he wipes the flour off of your cheek. "Your total will be $9.99," you say. Yoongi pulls out a 20 dollar bill from his wallet, and as you open the register to hand him the change he holds his hand out to stop you. "Keep the change," he says cooly. You furrow your brows, "I can't, this is too much-" but he interrupts you, "Then it's a tip for the cookies and the great customer service,” he says with a grin.

You try to convince him "But-"

"Please, I insist."

You sigh, realizing you can't win this. "At least take something to go then," you say as you gesture to the glass case. "That's really not necessary,” Jimin laughs.

"Please, I insist," you mimic Yoongi before giggling. Yoongi chuckles while Jimin laughs at your imitation. They bend down to examine the desserts you have on display. Jimin strokes his chin while thinking out loud, "What do you think they would like?" he asks Yoongi.

Once you've packed a few treats in a cute to-go bag, you smile as you hand it to them. "Please come back. I'd love to see you again," you say. "Don't worry, we'll definitely be back," Jimin says, returning your smile. They wave at you before the door closes behind them and they begin their walk home.

"I'm so full," Jimin says as they walk, swinging the bag in his hand. They can't help but smile happily after visiting your cafe, your kind smile engraved in their minds. As idols, it was rare to come across people that genuinely liked them for who they were rather than what they were. Not that they were hard to like, but many people focused on their status as k-pop idols instead of their personalities. It was refreshing to meet you and they were sure to visit you again, maybe even with some of the boys.

At least twice a week, Yoongi or Jimin would visit your cafe and order drinks and snacks for the rest of the boys. During these visits, they would sit at the counter and talk to you as you worked. And although you've never clearly seen their faces, you became quite close with both men.

But recently, the group has been very busy and as a result, they haven't had time to visit you. Although you were a little saddened by their absence, you continued to run your cafe as normal, brightening up your customers' days with your kindness and your smile.

About two weeks later, BTS has finally gotten a well deserved break. Jimin suggests taking the boys to your cafe to relax and get coffee, and they all agree instantly. Once they're all ready, they walk together to your cafe.

Although the others have had your drinks and desserts before, they've never seen your cafe. They all fell in love with the atmosphere and environment of it and Jin and J-Hope complained to Jimin and Yoongi for not bringing them earlier. “You were hiding this place from us weren’t you?!” Jin yells at them.

You peak out from the kitchen when you hear a commotion coming from the front. You find seven men approaching the counter, and you soon recognize Jimin and Yoongi.

"You guys are alive!" you say excitedly. Yoongi laughs at you, "Nice to see you too." You pout at them, "I was worried. I thought you guys forgot about me." Jimin moves to pat your head, "We could never forget about you," he says with a warm smile. You smile back before turning to the rest of the men and bowing, "Nice to meet you! I’m y/n." They bow back and wave at you.

You place your hands on your hips, "So, what can I get you today?" you ask. "The regular," Yoongi says monotonously. “Me too,” Jimin adds. As the rest of the boys look at the menu and decide what to order, you get started on Yoongi and Jimin’s orders. "Do you guys like macarons?” you ask, “I tried a new recipe today and I need some people to try them.”

"I don't know what that is but yes," Jin says. You laugh before handing out the drinks. "I'll be right back," you say before disappearing into the back to get the macarons. "She's so sweet," Namjoon says to Yoongi who just nods in agreement. You reappear holding a cute box filled with colourful macarons. "Here you go. I couldn't decide what flavours to try so I made them all,” you say with a laugh, “Feel free to try as many as you'd like.” Jungkook picks one up and looks at it closely, "They're so cute," he says. "What are they?" J-Hope asks curiously. "They're French cookies. The shells are made of almond flour and meringue, and the filling is buttercream," you answer. "Merci beaucoup," Jungkook says before taking a bite, the others following after him.

Anxiously waiting for their reactions, you play with the strings of your apron. Suddenly, V starts doing a little happy dance before Jimin joins him. "These are delicious!" Jin yells. Relieved, you can't help but laugh as you watch several grown men dance with cookies. "These are great. You're a really good baker," Namjoon says sounding very pleased while reaching for another. You bow deeply, "Thank you so much."

That was the beginning of the friendship you had with BTS, and your bond with the boys only grew stronger as time went on. Most people would be bothered, not knowing their real names or what their faces looked like, but you didn't mind. They were kind and funny, and they were all unique. Every time one of them stopped by your cafe, your day became a little brighter and that was all you needed.

Your friendship with BTS started as just good friends. Oftentimes they would stop by just to see you, enjoy your coffee and snacks, start up a conversation, and test out some of your new recipes. Eventually, the conversations became a bit more personal and they became very close friends of yours. They were very emotionally perceptive, so whenever you were feeling down, they were there to cheer you up again. You were such a warm person and just seeing your cheerful smile could brighten their days. They wanted to make sure you had someone that could brighten your days too.

Because of how close you had grown with the members, they collectively agreed that you were trustworthy enough to know the truth.

The bell above the entrance rang as the seven members entered the building. It was really early so the cafe was still empty. “Good morning!” you greet them excitedly. A chorus of “good morning” is heard as they approach the counter. They all take a seat at the counter as you prepare their regular drinks. And as you hand them all their cups, Jimin clears his throat, “Does it ever bother you?”

You tilt your head in confusion, “Does what bother me?”

“Not knowing who we are,” Yoongi clarifies. You hum as you think about the question. “Well I would be lying if I said I haven’t wondered what you guys look like or what your real names are, but it doesn’t bother me. It doesn’t take away from who you guys are as people and I trust that there’s a reason why I can’t know,” you say.

“Do you want to know?” Jimin asks, observing your reaction while resting his cheek on his hand. You freeze and stare at Jimin with wide doe eyes. Your eyes dart to each member before asking, “Actually?” Jimin laughs at your reaction before sitting up and taking a sip of his drink. Namjoon shrugs and says, “We’ve grown quite close now so I don’t see why not.”

J-Hope starts singing dramatic background music and you can’t help but laugh at their silliness. Jin is the first to reveal his face, dramatically throwing his hat and sunglasses off and blowing you a kiss, “I’m worldwide handsome, you know?” The rest of the members follow suit and take off their disguises.

You’re jaw dropped. You were shocked and surprised that you didn’t recognize them earlier. But nonetheless, you were happy to know that all this time you had been serving such great people. “I’m glad you guys trust me enough,” you tell them, “It means a lot.” You move around the counter to hug Jimin and Yoongi, the first ones you met, as the others join in. 

Knowing that they were BTS still shocked you, but it didn’t change how you saw them. They were still the same boys who made you smile and laugh every day and nothing could change that.

To be honest, it wasn’t easy to decide to tell you. The members of BTS had friends before they debuted, but as they grew more popular, their friends found it hard to act normally around them. You were a great friend to them and they didn’t want to lose you. But they knew you were different. You had a heart of gold and they knew that no matter what, you would still treat them the same as before. You saw people for who they were instead of what they were, and BTS couldn’t be more grateful for that.

As they put their disguises on once again, they waved at you before exiting the cafe. They felt relieved that nothing changed between you guys.

That night, you were cleaning up when someone walked into the cafe. Although you flipped the sign to ‘closed’ you leave the door unlocked in case someone is just a few minutes late and in desperate need of coffee. You look up to see a woman wearing all black, covering her face with a big pair of sunglasses.

You bow to her, “Hello!” She simply ignores your greeting and approaches the counter. You have a bad feeling about her but you smile anyway, “Can I get you anything?” An evil smirk forms on her face. “I’m not here to order,” she says.

She pulls out several photos and lays them out on the counter. You take a closer look at them and find photos of the members of BTS talking to you in the cafe earlier that day. How does she have these?

The woman who walked into your cafe was an obsessed news reporter who had been stalking BTS, along with some other idols, for a few months.

“What do you want?” you ask seriously. She starts “I think you’ve gotten a little too close with BTS, no?” You stare at her, trying to figure out what she’s plotting. 

“I want you to stop seeing them,” she continues, “If you don’t, you know how vicious the media can be. Photos of the members of BTS with a girl could start some nasty rumours.”

You grip your apron tightly in your hands trying to contain your anger. How could she think of doing such a thing? Without a moment’s hesitation you say, “I’ll do whatever you want. Just don’t do anything to them.”

She smirks at this, “Ah, so compliant, no wonder they took a liking to you,” she says before turning around. “I’ll be watching,” she says before walking out of your cafe.

As soon as the door closes behind her, you let out a breath you didn’t even know you were holding. You hold your head in your hands, leaning on the counter for support. 

What were you supposed to do?

BTS worked so hard for everything they got and you weren’t going to let someone like her ruin their image. But you loved them so much. They were like one big family and it was nice to feel apart of it. Just like your coffee, once you got a taste of it, it was hard to go without it.

The next morning, Yoongi and Taehyung walked into your cafe. Worried that the woman from last night was watching, you greeted them like normal customers, nothing more. Confused by your strange behaviour, Yoongi looks at you closely before he asks you, “Is something wrong?” You simply shake your head with a smile.

Why weren’t you talking to them? Were you uncomfortable with them because they were BTS? Thoughts such as these ran through their heads as they observed you. You were still polite and kind, but compared to how you normally were around them, you were acting cold and withdrawn.

When Yoongi came to a conclusion as to why you were acting this way, he was angry. He felt almost betrayed, and he regretted ever telling you who they were. It was hard to hide their identities from you, but it was even harder to lose the close friendship they shared with you. “Is it because we told you who we are that you’re acting like this?” he asks coldly.

Instead of answering him, you just stare down at the counter, afraid to meet his eyes. Taehyung watches in concern. He hasn’t known you as long as Yoongi, but even he could tell you were acting strange.

“I’m sorry,” was all you could say.

More than anything, Yoongi was hurt. They all valued your friendship very much and they truly believed that revealing their identities wouldn’t change anything between you guys.

Yoongi scoffs, “Namjoon warned us about this, you know? But we defended you because we really thought you were different,” he laughs darkly. “Were we ever even friends? Or were you just nice to us because we had money to spend?” he asks accusingly. You grip the counter so hard that your knuckles turn white. It hurts to see the pain in Yoongi’s eyes and knowing you were the cause of it.

Taehyung felt conflicted. He didn’t like seeing you guys fight, but he could tell something was off about you. You were hiding something. 

When you remain silent, Yoongi scoffs at you once more. “Let’s go Tae,” he says, “We won’t be coming back. Goodbye y/n.”

You bite your lip to stop yourself from calling out to them. You wanted to tell them the truth so badly, but you couldn’t. You would do anything to protect the seven kind, funny, and talented men you became friends with. Even if that meant letting them go and letting them think ill of you.

None of the members of BTS had visited your cafe since the incident with Yoongi and Taehyung, and that was two weeks ago. You knew they had told the rest of the members, and you knew what they all thought of you now. 

You felt defeated.

Watching them walk out of your life while you were unable to do anything about it crushed you. And you promised yourself that you would never open your heart up to anyone again in fear that your heart would be crushed once more.

he forgets your birthday

Yoongi x f!reader

Genre: angst to fluff, hurt/comfort

WC: 1.2k

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You glanced from the television screen to the door of Yoongi’s home studio for the one hundredth time, hoping that he would come out soon. It was your birthday, and although you weren’t expecting anything grand, you were hoping to spend a little bit of time with him.

You decide to make dinner, knowing that he’ll get hungry eventually and have to eat something. Even if he doesn’t come out on his own, if dinner is cooked, you have an excuse to pull him out of his studio, even if it’s just for fifteen minutes.

You’re surprised that Yoongi still hasn’t come out by the time you finish cooking. Usually, whenever he hears you cooking, he’ll either help you out or just keep you company and talk about his recent projects as you cook. You can’t help but wonder what’s so important about his current project; he hasn’t shared any information about it with you nor has he let you hear it.

After standing in front of his studio for a good few minutes, you finally build up the courage to knock on the door. When you’re answered with nothing but silence, you start to get worried. You know his studio is his private space and he doesn’t like people entering without his permission, but you let yourself in anyway. 

You panic for a second when you see his chair is empty, but then you hear the water running in his bathroom. You let out a sigh of relief before you turn your attention towards his current project. Yoongi would kill anyone who laid a hand on his equipment, but you hoped that maybe today you could get away with it since it was your birthday.

You put his headphones on and try to figure out how to start it. Afraid you might ruin something, you don’t dare to touch anything else, you just stare at the screen confused, “How the fuck?” Suddenly, the headphones are ripped off your ears as you’re roughly pulled away from the screen.

Surprised, you stumble back a few steps before regaining your balance. You look up to find Yoongi glaring at you. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” he asks coldly. You freeze under his gaze before clearing your throat, trying to explain yourself, “I-I came to call you for dinner but you didn’t answer so I got worried since you’ve been in here all day. And then I got curious-” 

“So you just go and mess with all my stuff? I thought I told you not to touch anything,” he says, his gaze piercing.

You’re frozen in place as he looks at you accusingly. You swallow the lump in your throat before saying, “I’m sorry Yoongi, I just missed you,” you apologize, head hanging low.

“That doesn’t give you permission to touch my stuff,” he says harshly. “Get out.”

“But what about dinner?” you ask worriedly as he pushes you out of his studio. “I’m not hungry,” he answers before quickly shutting the door in your face. You feel hurt as you stand in the hall outside of Yoongi’s studio, staring down at your socks as tears start to form in your eyes.

You know Yoongi can be harsh. You’ve seen it many times before when other people tried to flirt with you, but you weren’t used to being on the receiving end. Not wanting him to hear you cry, although you weren’t sure if he would care right now, you retreat into your shared bedroom. Wrapping the blankets around yourself, you curl up into a small ball and cry into your pillow.

Meanwhile, Yoongi stands in his studio, letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. He didn’t mean to be so harsh, he just really wanted to surprise you with this new song. He had worked so hard on it and he planned to give it to you for your birthday. Sighing as he flops back into his chair, he gets back to work, wanting to finish the song as soon as possible.

Almost an hour later, Yoongi leans back in his chair, stretching and letting out a yawn. He’s finally finished with the song after working on it for almost three months. Closing all his music producing applications, he checks the time, seeing that it’s 11:42pm; it was later than he expected.

Yoongi has to do a double take when he catches a glimpse of the date and his eyes widen in panic.

Oh shit.

He had been so engrossed in creating your gift that he lost track of time. He thinks about how he treated you earlier and realizes that there’s less than twenty minutes left of your birthday.

Rushing out of his studio to find you, he decides to check the living room first. As he passes the dining table, he feels guilty seeing the untouched dinner you cooked. He quickly rushes to your shared bedroom. Knocking and calling out your name, he lets himself in when you don’t answer.

His heart aches when he hears your small sniffles and hiccups. He makes his way around to your side of the bed and crouches in front of you. He reaches out and softly wipes away your tears, causing you to flinch and open your eyes. You stare at him with wide eyes before sobbing again, “I’m sorry Yoongi, I promise I won’t touch your stuff again.” 

He shakes his head and helps you sit up before pulling you into a warm hug, letting you cry into his shoulder. “You don’t have to apologize darling, it’s okay,” he says while comfortingly rubbing your back. He feels guilty knowing he was the cause of your tears.

Once you’ve calmed down, he pulls away and wipes away the remaining tears on your cheeks. “I’m sorry I was in my studio all day. I kind of lost track of time,” he starts,

“Actually, I wrote a song for you, if you want to hear it.” He says it nonchalantly but you know how much it means to him.

You nod and say, “Of course,” with a small smile, excited to see all his hard work.

He smiles as he takes your hand in his and leads you into his studio. He takes a seat at his desk and pulls you into his lap. You raise an eyebrow at him as he stares at you expectantly. Unsure of what to do or if you’re allowed to touch anything, you remain still.

When you show no signs of moving, he chuckles before grabbing his headphones and gently placing them over your ears. You adjust the headphones as you watch the cursor move around the screen.

He plays the song for you and wraps his arms around your waist tightly, resting his head on your shoulder. You close your eyes and listen as the music flows out of the headphones.

As the song finishes, he lifts his head to face you with a shy smile, waiting for a reaction. You can’t help but smile like an idiot as you stare back at him.

“Do you like it?” He asks with a laugh.

You nod and say, “I love it. I think it might be your best one yet.”

He smiles at you warmly before placing his forehead on yours. “Happy birthday darling,” he whispers, “I love you.”

You close your eyes and whisper back, “I love you too.” Your lips meet his as the last minute of your birthday passes and the clock strikes 12am.

you flinch during an argument

Jungkook x f!reader

Genre: angst to fluff, hurt/comfort

WC: 1.1k

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You peak around the door frame, watching Jungkook’s shoulders rise and fall as he breathes heavily. 

You had stopped by their dorm to bring them dinner, and when you asked where Jungkook was, they gave you that look. The look they gave you every time Jungkook refused to listen to them and wouldn’t stop practicing until he collapsed. You sighed deeply before grabbing your keys and heading to the company building.

It wasn’t an uncommon occurrence when one of the members, usually Namjoon, would call you and ask you to knock some sense into your boyfriend. 

His hardworking nature was something you all admired greatly, but sometimes he didn’t know his own limits.

And that’s what led you to be standing outside the practice room, waiting for the song to finish as Jungkook takes a seat on the floor. You gently knock on the door, making him aware of your presence.

He turns to look at you over his shoulder. You give him a warm smile, but it drops a little when he doesn’t return it. Normally he’d welcome you with his adorable bunny smile, but he only gives you a small glance before turning back to the mirror.

“What are you doing here?” he asks monotonously.

“I heard you were practicing late again, so I came to get you. Come on, they’re waiting for you to eat dinner,” you answer cheerfully.

Without even looking at you, he makes a shooing motion with his hand as he stands up. “Tell them to eat without me,” he says, “I need to practice more.”

You frown at his words. “But it’s already 10 pm. Haven’t you practiced enough?” you try to convince him.

Knowing you can’t see his face, he rolls his eyes at you as he gets up to replay the music.

His performance had to be perfect, and you were just getting in his way.

Seeing that he wasn’t listening to you, you quickly make your way in front of Jungkook, blocking his path to the laptop that controls the music.

He glares down at you, but you stare back just as intensely.

“Kookie, you’ve been practicing for 3 hours. You’re human, not some machine, you need to rest,” you stare desperately into his eyes, hoping that he would listen to you.

He simply scoffs at you before moving back to the middle of the room, deciding to practice without the music.

Your brows furrow as he completely brushes you off. You were worried about him, everyone was. Sometimes Jungkook was so hardworking that he would forget to take care of himself, so it was your job to take care of him when he couldn’t. 

But how could you take care of him if he wouldn’t let you?

“Are you even listening to me?” you try again.

He simply chooses to ignore you once. He had been practicing hard and it was starting to take its toll on him. His patience was running thin and he knew that if he opened his mouth, he might say some things he doesn’t mean.

Growing frustrated with him, you quickly walk up to him. He tries to sidestep you but you keep moving in front of him.

“Get out of my way y/n,” he says coldly.

You stand your ground as you cross your arms over your chest. “I know how much this means to you, but you have to rest too! Please Jungkook I’m worried about you-”

“What do you know?!” he explodes as he takes a step closer to you.

You flinch at his sudden movement and the volume of his voice, and you take a step back in fear.

Jungkook was always kind and gentle towards others, so you weren’t used to this side of him.

Jungkook wasn’t very familiar with this side of himself either. He rarely ever raised his voice at others because he knew he would regret it, but all his stress has been building up and he didn’t even realize he was taking it out on you.

“You wouldn’t know what it’s like to have all this pressure on you!” He clenches his fists tightly as he stares at the floor.

You bite your lip, trying to hold back your tears. You knew that he was just stressed and he didn’t mean it, but his words still stung.

Trying to calm himself down, he takes a few deep breaths as he focuses on the floor, but a quiet sniffle from you makes him look over to you.

The sight of you staring up at him with fear and tears forming in your eyes made his heart sink to his stomach. He was your boyfriend; he was supposed to make you feel safe and loved, but he hurt you.

He slowly lifts his hand as a tear escapes and rolls down your cheek. He gently wipes it away as he looks at you.

He gave you a look that was filled with guilt, and his eyes were also starting to gloss over at the thought of hurting you.

“I’m sorry y/n, I didn’t mean anything I said I just-”

“I know Kookie,” you interrupt him as you softly place your hand over his hand that was still on your cheek.

You stare at him with pleading eyes, “But please take care of yourself. I hate seeing you like this and we’re all just worried about you.”

He just nods eagerly before pulling you into his chest. He rests his chin on top of your head, and he stares at himself in the mirror as he instantly regrets yelling at you.

“Thank you for taking care of me, and everyone else,” he starts. “I don’t know what I would do without you,” he tells you as he buries his face in your hair.

“Of course. I’ll always be here for you Kookie,” you tell him as you look up at him with a smile.

He smiles back at you before placing his hands beneath your legs and lifting you off the ground. You make a sound of surprise as you wrap your arms and legs around him, afraid you were going to fall.

He chuckles as he wraps his arms around you tightly.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got you,” he tells you, and he means it with all his heart. No matter what, he’d always be there to protect you. You nod and relax in his arms.

You close your eyes and rest your chin on his shoulder as he carries you to the car, knowing that you’re safe as long as you’re in Jungkook’s arms.

he forgets your birthday

Jin x f!reader

Genre: angst to fluff, hurt/comfort

WC: 1.1k

<series masterlist>

ding!

You look over to your phone as the screen lights up with a text from your boyfriend, Jin. You had texted him two hours ago asking if he could come over for dinner tonight. His text reads,

Jin: sorry babe, the boys planned a karaoke night. Maybe tomorrow?

You text back,

Y/n: sure no problem. have fun

You sigh, placing your phone back down on your desk and leaning back in your chair. It sucked to have an assignment due on your birthday, and having dinner with Jin was the only thing keeping you motivated.

Having suddenly lost your reason to work, you shut your laptop and lay your head on your desk. 

He couldn’t have forgotten. Right? 

Wallowing in self-pity about how miserable your birthday has been, you close your eyes and allow sleep to take over. 

After about an hour of karaoke, the boys sit down and take a break. Taking a sip of water, J-Hope looks over at Jin, “Is it really okay for you to be here? You could’ve invited y/n too, you know.”

Jin tilts his head in confusion, “Why wouldn’t it be okay? Y/n isn’t like that,” he says. One of the things he’s grateful for is how understanding you are; although you prefer if he tells you where he’s going, you don’t mind if he goes places without you, you just want to make sure he’s safe.

“But isn’t today her birthday?” Jimin questions with a raised eyebrow.

“It is?” Jin asks with wide eyes.

Everyone’s jaws drop at his cluelessness. “Hyung!” Jungkook looks at Jin in disbelief and shoves him into the couch.

“Ow ow!” Jin yells while leaning away from Jungkook. He grabs his phone and checks the date. “Oh my God it is! How did I forget? Why did you guys let me come here?!” he yells at the other members.

“Don’t yell at us, this is your fault,” Yoongi says, pointing at Jin accusingly.

He panics while throwing his coat on and grabbing his stuff. “Tell y/n we say happy birthday!” Taehyung yells after Jin as he rushes out of the karaoke room.

You groan as you’re woken up from your phone ringing and you pick it up without checking who’s calling. “Hello?” you answer with a yawn.

“Y/n!” Jin yells into the phone. You cringe at the volume of his voice and move the phone away from your ear. “Jin? Is everything okay?” you ask, brows furrowed. “Where are you? Are you home?” he asks. He sounds like he’s running.

You nod even though you know he can’t see you. “Yeah, I have an assignment due tonight so,” you trail off, sighing when you remember the work you still have to do.

“Stay there!” He demands before hanging up the phone. Confused, you pull the phone away from your ear and stare at the black screen. You shrug, rubbing your neck that was sore from falling asleep at your desk before getting back to work.

About half an hour later, you’ve just submitted your assignment when you hear someone knocking frantically at your front door. You close your laptop and stand up from your desk, stretching before yelling “I’m coming!”

When you open the door, you’re met with Jin who’s folded over, panting with his hands on his knees and trying to catch his breath. “Jin?” you ask confused. He suddenly engulfs you in a hug and you can feel his heart beating rapidly under his coat. Did he run all the way here?

“Happy birthday,” he says still trying to catch his breath, “I’m sorry I completely forgot what day it was.”

You laugh at his bluntness before pulling away. “It’s okay,” you say while wiping the sweat on his forehead. You let him inside and take the plastic bag that was in his right hand. “What’s this?” you ask.

“A cake of course,” he says like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. Not realizing how hungry you were until now, you excitedly place the cake on the table.

He takes his coat off while you grab a plate, a knife and two forks from the kitchen. As you two feed each other cake, you playfully swipe some icing on your finger and place it on his nose. He goes cross-eyed as he looks at his nose. “How dare you? I’m World Wide Handsome you know!” he yells loudly as you laugh so hard you almost fall out of your chair.

Although you’ve already forgiven him, he still feels guilty for forgetting your birthday and is determined to make it up to you. He wants to make you laugh and smile so much that you forget how sad and lonely you were earlier today.

Once you guys finish eating and cleaning up, you let out a yawn as it was 11:28pm. “Shouldn’t you be heading home? You need to make sure you get enough rest you know,” you lecture him.

“Aw come on it’s your birthday, let me spend more time with you,” he whines while he bends down to pick you up. You wrap your arms around his shoulders as he carries you to your room, placing you near the foot of your bed. You sit on your bed cross-legged as he grabs the guitar from its stand in the corner of your room and sits on the bed in front of you.

He strums the strings a few times looking up at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes. You raise an eyebrow at him before he starts strumming the guitar aggressively, singing so loudly his voice cracks. You can’t help but giggle as you watch his performance, feeling sorry for your neighbours.

When he finishes the song, you’re laughing so hard that you’re struggling to breathe. He can’t help but stare and admire you. Your laugh was the most beautiful thing he’s ever heard and your smile was the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.

He adjusts the guitar and clears his throat.“Another special song for the birthday girl,” he announces as you calm down. Playing the guitar, his fingers move skillfully to form each chord. You close your eyes as a small smile forms on your face while you listen to Jin’s beautiful voice, swaying slowly to the melody.

Once the song finishes and he plucks the final strings, he looks up at you with a small smile before placing the guitar down. Unable to contain your happiness, you climb into his lap and wrap your arms around his shoulders, nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck. “Thank you Jin. This was the best birthday ever,” you say as you smile into his shoulder.

He wraps his arms around your waist, rubbing your back. “Of course. Happy birthday babe,” he says before leaning back and pulling the covers over the two of you. You start to drift off, happy and safe in Jin’s arms as he places a kiss on your forehead.