So When Are Gonna Do The Ride?

so when are gonna do the ride?

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how to be a good boyfriend | jjk x f!reader

pairing: jjk x female reader wordcount: 1.5k words status: ongoing, part 1/? tags: overall fluff, domestic

A little something I wrote for @jiminiesmoke's birthday (and that I'm still writing)

Jeon Jungkook is going to be away for Y/N's birthday but luckily he wrote the manual on how to be a good boyfriend.

Jungkook couldn’t believe his eyes when his managers and agents placed the schedule in front of his him. He had to go to Qatar for the promotions of the World Cup during Y/N’s birthday week. When he looked up and glanced at the men sitting across the table, he knew he couldn’t say no even if he wanted to.

                  “Why not Hobi?”

                  “He’s busy with other promotions,” his manager Sejin said softly. “It’s only a couple of days. This shouldn’t interfere with your future album”

                  “Still,” he frowns.

                  In a way, Jungkook acted like the spoiled, youngest child of a family and knew he could do whatever he wanted. Everyone had his back, but when discussing the situation, everyone also knew his popularity would drop once everyone knew he had a girlfriend. A few years back, when there was a weird photo going viral of him and a lady who happened to be a friend of his (former, for obvious reasons) tattoo artist, the Internet went crazy. Y/N included, at the time.

                  “Tomorrow. 8 am. Private jet.” Sejin gave him another file with all the details and things to pack. He was stern, his eyes focusing on Jungkook. He simply complied as he grabbed the files and put them inside his bag.

*

 “I’ll be back as soon as possible,” Jungkook explained. Y/N wasn’t that great at hiding her disappointment. She always bit the corner of her lip and avoided eye contact, which hurt Jungkook each time.

                  “I want you to come with me but we’re going on a private jet, so I have no idea how to make you my personal assistant to the entire team. I could get you tickets though, I could–“

                  “Jungkook,” she interrupted him, “it’s fine. I’m not that excited to turn 22 anyway.”

                  “Well, I am,” he folded his arms and looked at her. “Your birthday matters to me. So I’ll figure it out. You just gotta trust me, please.” His frown and eyes were basically begging Y/N to trust him. Y/N only nodded, turning back to her iPad.

*

Y/N woke up with the plushie in her arms and before she could even ask where Jungkook was, she found a piece of paper on her desk.

                  “Good morning. Get some breakfast. I love you.” His handwriting was so neat and the drawings around the note were just so him. Next to that note there were 50,000 won which basically was almost 50 dollars. Y/N had to laugh – what kind of breakfast was he thinking for her?

                  When she stepped into the bathroom to brush her teeth, he found a note on the mirror which read: “You look beautiful.” She had to hide her blush as if Jungkook was actually there to tell her these words. She knew what he was doing, and she knew he felt guilty, so she shot him a message as soon as she grabbed her phone.

                  Y/N: I saw the notes. I love you <3 You'll do great in Qatar. See you when you come back!

*

Jungkook would read that message about 10 hours later. He arrived completely exhausted and with many people waiting for him with flowers and gifts. He heard fans screaming his name from a distance but all he wanted to do was to get in his hotel room and check his phone.

                  As soon as he did that, he saw the first text from Y/N, but also the ones following it.

                  Y/N:

                  !!!!!!!!!!!? Why would you leave me another 50,000 won for lunch??? Where do you think I will eat my lunch???????

                  Y/N:

                  Jeon Jungkook!!!!!! Why would you hide another 50,000 won for snacks??!??!?!?!

                  Y/N:

                  Okay hehe this is what I ate! I also bought something that kind of reminded me of you with that money… that’s what you get for leaving me! Boo!

                  Y/N:

                  Text me when you read this :) love you

                  “I didn’t have my wig on!” She whined on the other side. Jungkook laughed harmoniously, throwing his head back.

                  “You look cute, with or without a wig.” He nods. “I see you saw some of my notes?”

                  “Some?! There are more?! And why would you leave me 150,000 won?”

                  “There should be more money.” He chuckled mischievously. Y/N hated it when people spent money on her, but now she didn’t have the chance to fight him for it.

                  “Jungkook!”

                  “I miss you already,” he responded with a smile. “How was your day? Tell me about it.”

                  “It was productive, I studied, I bought a little friend,” she showed him a tiny Cooky plushie that had a keyring to attach to a bag. “All thanks to you, of course.”

                  “I’m glad you treated yourself and that you ate well. I hope you’re not missing me so much.”

                  “I am,” she pouted on the other side and Jungkook wished he could give her a kiss. “But I know it’s work, so…”

                  “If you keep pouting like that, I’ll honestly just leave and get to you.”

                  “No, you can’t do that,” she quickly reprimanded him and Jungkook could only smile. “You complete your schedule and you come here.”

                  “Even if I miss your birthday?”

                  “Mhm. Even if you do.”

*

                  Y/N would never tell him that she needed him. She hated being clingy and needy while Jungkook loved feeling needed by her. Those were things she knew she had to work on, but she also thought that no matter how much effort she put in it, she could never get used to having such a loving boyfriend. Jungkook always strived to become better and better and she always wondered whether that could be possible. He did his best even when the odds were against him. He was in Qatar, but she didn’t feel alone. She felt okay. She knew he was still with her, in spite of the miles separating them, and that was okay.

                  That first night she talked to him for hours until she fell asleep. She could figure that even then; he would stay online for a while before he decided to hang up. He always did. And though she missed him dearly, he was always present like a gift that keeps on giving.

*

                  If there was something he would never do, that would be missing her birthday. He managed to get to Seoul a day earlier than expected, making sure people saw him showing up at the airport, only to get back on a plane. Events like these were an usual occurrence. He had to make sure nobody saw him getting on another plane - this is how he always managed to visit her. 

                  Chicago was colder than he expected and he was wrapped up in an aviator leather jacket, a black mask and a beanie that pressed his dark locks against his forehead. He stopped by to get breakfast first (her favourite: some yogurt, granola, and strawberries) but he also got her some sweets that she would complain about. His love didn’t understand limits, and his language was to give. Always. Even if receiving wasn’t on the menu, he would always give.

                  By that time, he imagined Y/N would still be sleeping. Nevertheless, he climbed onto her window and knocked on it, hoping for her to open. Sure, there were doors and her mother would have probably happily opened it - but wasn’t this way more romantic? Jungkook thought so, at least.

                  “Jungkook!? What the hell are you doing?!” She was more concerned for his safety rather than the fact that he flew all the way from Qater (and Seoul) to come here. taking twice longer.

                  “Happy birthday, princess. May I come in?”

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