Glimpse Of Us

Glimpse of Us

synopsis; in which Namjoon runs into you — his ex, at an awards show.

pairing; ex!namjoon x ex!reader

genre; angst, hint of fluff, drabble, idol au, ex au

warnings; a bit of POV switching and joon hopelessly being still in love with you 🙃

rating; PG-13

w/c; 778

a/n; imagine if he actually looked at you that way omg. OR REWATCHING HIS INTERVIEW AND SEEING HIM LOOKING LIKE THAT BECAUSE OF YOU LIKE STAAAHP.

He knew it was only a matter of time, as did you, but nothing could prepare him for the amount of memories that flooded his mind upon seeing you for the first time since your split.

It was his first time coming alone to an awards show. Normally, he would have his band mates by his side, a friend, or you — his now ex.

When he stepped out of the unmarked vehicle, his confidence was through the roof. The smiles and posing came easy, like second nature. The flashes were blinding, the shutters of the cameras were loud, the praise of the fans was heartwarming.

He thought he was doing well.

He thought that after a year of being apart, he was finally over you.

He was about to be proven wrong.

In the middle of answering an interview question about his upcoming music, he’s asked if there’s any possible way that you could’ve inspired any tracks.

“I’ll just let the lyrics speak for themselves.” His answer is cryptic, and the interviewer ‘oooo’s’ for dramatic effect. Thinking the interview is close to being done, he’s about to politely excuse himself when he gets interrupted by the interviewer’s gasps of delight.

They point at an area above his shoulder and behind him. The crowd around him also murmurs in shared excitement and he swears he hears your name whispered among them.

As if in slow motion, he turns around, and has to do a double take when he sees you in all your beautiful glory, dress flowing effortlessly around you as you walk and wave with a dazzling smile that has his eyes widening both in amazement and fear.

His breath gets caught in his throat, heart rate increasing to an abnormal speed. His palms become sweaty and he has to wipe them on his pants discreetly as your figure draws closer to where he’s at.

You haven’t noticed him yet.

For a split second, it crosses his mind to just run while he can and avoid the impending reunion with you, but ultimately his decision is made for him when the same interviewer calls out your name loudly, and waves you over.

Here goes nothing.

“Miss Y/L/N, we were just talking about you! How are you? You look amazing in your dress!”

You keep a healthy distance between you and Namjoon, smile tight, and brow raising in question at the interviewer’s words.

“All good things, I hope?” Your eyes meet Joon’s for the first time and it takes everything you have to keep your eyes from watering as you look away first, feigning cleaning off makeup from your eyes with your fingertip in an attempt to remain poised.

He frowns, noticing your tell for when you’re upset. Clearing his throat, he fixes the attention back on himself to allow you a moment to collect yourself. You give him a small smile in thanks. He nods subtly.

After a few indirect questions he skillfully dodged about your previous relationship, the focus was once again switched back to you. Full smile on display, you answer some questions yourself, keeping calm and witty, even sharing a few laughs with Joon.

Something you realized that you missed hearing until now.

As it finally comes to a close, you both make your ending remarks, wishing each other well in future endeavors and congratulating one another on your individual award nominations. To his surprise, it was you to make the first move. Your hand lays on his chest as you lean up to give him a chaste kiss on his cheek. Gently patting his chest, you step away and give him a final wave with a warm smile.

“See you, Joon.” Your voice is light and airy, eyes full of a kind of love he didn’t deserve.

Try as he may, his voice cracks as he replies, and your smile falters, the brightness in your eyes dimming.

“See you, y/n.”

He’s the one to pivot on his heel and walk away, hands shoved anxiously in his pants pockets, knowing if he allowed himself to look at you any longer his fake facade of being put together would begin to crumble in front of millions of viewers — in front of you.

And, most importantly, he didn’t want you to see how hopelessly in love with you he still is.

If he turned back around right now, he would witness your tearful eyes full of longing, lip quivering so badly you have to bite it, as you stare at his departing back with a sliver of hope that he would run back to you with a public declaration of love.

But, he never does.

jimin vibe shoot sketch with this shiny outfit

bonus:

Baby you are like a teacher and I am like a math book… you solve all my problems

missing kim seokjin hours open (cr. apple tape)

-> for @eggjinnie 🥚💛

A Cut Above the Rest

synopsis; in which you walk in on your boyfriend in the bathroom checking himself out.

pairing; boyfriend!jungkook x girlfriend!reader

genre; fluff, humor, drabble, idol au

warnings; none

rating; PG-13

w/c; 388

a/n; first of many random gif inspo drabbles that will be coming out throughout the year. enjoy. ps - the hairstylist name is completely made up.

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“Jungkook, what are you doing?”

Toothbrush in mouth, he’s leaning heavily against the bathroom counter, forehead nearly touching the large, oval mirror that hangs above the sink.

He grabs the edges of his hair, bringing them to align center in his forehead, and looks at you through the mirror, attempting to mumble around the toothbrush in his mouth.

“Dove—it—wook—kay?”

Pushing off the door threshold you were leaning against, you shuffle your fluffy sock covered feet along the white marble flooring as you get closer to him to get a better look at what you can decipher him asking after years of dealing with his gibberish already.

Your eyes squint as you attempt to push yourself underneath his raised arms, slotting yourself against his side, staring hard at his forehead through the mirror. You shrug your shoulders.

“Looks good to me, baby.”

He hums in contemplation, but knows you wouldn’t lie to him.

“Dank you—,” he starts, and you gently tug the toothbrush out of his foamy mouth, cutting his words off.

He spits in the sink, cupping his hands underneath the streaming water of the sink faucet and slurps up some water from his hands, tilting his head back to gargle it a bit before he once again leans forward to spit it back out.

With a fresh, shiny new smile on full display he gives you a short, but loving kiss on the lips.

“Thank you, baby.”

“Anytime.” You reach your hand up to ruffle his still wet hair, him having showered after getting it cut not too long ago, ridding himself of the itchy feeling that occurs due to a fresh haircut.

“Hey!” He pouts cutely, hands coming up to swat yours away and align his hair in the way he wants it. You hip bump him with a roll of your eyes, slapping his bum as you make your way back out of your shared bathroom.

Your nails curl around the threshold as you peak your head back in for a split second to leave one last comment that has his eyes widening and you cackling, him yelling out a shrill ‘NO!’ as you sprint away from him, him chasing you throughout your shared home not a moment later to prevent your white lie from occurring.

“I’m telling Soo-Young you doubted her hair cutting abilities!”

😭 I'm so sorry, Sage... As a fellow ban-ee, I feel so bad... Hopefully this fresh start is a good thing for you. If you need any help or anything, lemme know! (I actually love making new blogs and aesthetics and all that)

— Shay 💚👽

P.S. Have some JK love.

😔 Shay!!!! Throughout this terrible process you’re the only one to care and I appreciate it so much. Starting over is never fun, but secretly kinda grateful cause I’ve been debating on it for awhile now in order to not have to continuously switch between my ‘main’ and side blog. I do wish I could have my old URL back, though. It’s going to be a major process, but once it’s finished I only hope it doesn’t occur again anytime soon….or at all. 😅

But really omg if you can help a homie out appearance wise that would be such a blessing in itself! 🥹

Love from JK is exactly what the doctor ordered. Much needed. 💜