Drabble

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A/N: I’m a terrible admin, I know. I’m terribly sorry I haven’t updated in so long. A lot of stuff’s happened and I’m still trying to figure out a lot of things, so my updates will be slow. I’m working on a couple of drabbles, but these past few months haven’t been the greatest for me. I’ve written a few scenarios and then deleted them, cause I wasn’t satisfied with them. I’m so sorry, guys. I’m really sorry, guys. xxx

P.S. I don’t like how this one turned out, but I really wanted to post something, so here it is. Hope you’ll like it. D:

Genre: angst

Member: Jungkook and Taehyung X OC

Length: 542 words

Getting on the train he looked at a guy who was kneeling on the platform, looking devastated. Little did he know how similar the two were. 

Snowflakes fall down and I still miss you, just like every winter when the pain becomes unbearable. Memories overwhelm me, but I don’t let them get to me. In the end, they do it either way, I’m too weak to fight back, how could I fight love? Even though our love can’t go on, I hold on to the picture you gave me a long time ago, hoping the picture would become reality and you’d appear in front of me, sending me a knowing smile just like in the photo.

I move my feet slowly at first, but then I become desperate, I want to see you, so I run.

It took me several months to understand what this incomprehensible desperation means. I miss you, I know it now. Why haven’t I understood it sooner? Maybe you’d still be by my side. Running through the same train station that brought me nothing but heartache I pray to see you one more time. There’s nothing in the world that I want more than to just engulf you in a warm hug, thanking God that all that happened was just a bad dream and I’m awake now. I can’t think straight; when I crash into someone I quickly apologise and resume my chase, I don’t have time.

It doesn’t matter anymore. When I get to the platform your train’s not there and I break down. You’re not here, month after month you’re not here. It makes me upset, furious! I scream out every curse I know, not minding all the people that give me weird stares, I don’t care. How long do I have to wait to see you again?

I was ready to give myself to you, I got over the fear of being dependent on other people. Why did you have to get on the train? I miss you so much, I don’t know what to do. The thought of never seeing you ever again hurts so much, I fall on my knees on the hard, concrete floor.

I want to erase you from my life, but how can I erase everything? Because that’s what you are to me - my everything.

In the corner of my eye I see a guy giving me a sad smile. And I start wondering what’s his story. Does he know what I’m going through? Does he know what it feels like to be left alone, to feel the cold without so much as a spark of hope? Is he lost, like me?

His soul was pierced right through and although his life continued he felt empty. His world was cold. It might have been two years since he lost her, or maybe it’d been five minutes, the pain felt the same. He wanted a new life, one where he’d get to spend more time with her, where they would travel just like they’d planned. He stood on the platform waiting for the train and thought back to all the summers they spent together. It scared him that he’d have to go on alone, he didn’t want to be without her.

Neighbours

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A/N: The main admin is busy, so here I am posting instead of her, and I am also the one who wrote it :D IT’S TO CELEBRATE 1,200 followers! Gosh, that’s a lot, never thought we’d reach this far. Thank you guys so much for the love and requests (which we suck at responding to), your sweet comments that make our day and last but not least, for actually following us, we still can’t believe there’s so much of you. Let us know what you think ^^ We love each and every one of you <3 Peace out~

Genre: slice of life/romance/comedy

Member: Suga X OC

Length: 5031 words

It was raining really heavily that night and I was wasted. I went far beyond my level of alcohol tolerance, which in hindsight, might’ve been the best choice I’ve ever made. I’m not even kidding right now. Alcohol really pulls your tongue, making you spill your guts before you know it. You become an entirely different person that is not afraid of anything, ready to take on whatever shit life throws at you. Or you become just plain stupid and trusting, agreeing to everything that is offered to you without much questioning. Guess which one happened to me. Yet in this case, it didn’t end up in a wild and bloody fist fight, provoked by stepping on manly egos as it usually happens. Okay, it did, but I mean after the scuffle at the bar. I can still feel the pain of rough knuckles punching my face into my skull. Not pleasant, I can assure you. Not that I didn’t win in the end, of course, but because of my numbed brain and slowed reactions, some horribly aimed punches managed to find my face. Ten times, might I add. It’s a miracle I didn’t pull a Voldemort and still have a nose. A bit crooked, yes, but a nose nonetheless.

Jungkook Drabble

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A/N: So I met a lovely person on omegle who happens to be a fan of my writing (she said it, not me). So here’s a little drabble for @tiwitiwai hope you enjoy it, hon~

Genre: fluff

Member: Jungkook x OC

Length: 424 words

‘Can you tone down the hip thrusts?’ You asked, as you peered through your fingers to glance at Jungkook. He smirked and shook his head, sitting next to you. He grabbed a bottle of water and gulped it down quickly. His breath was unstable and little beads of sweat were running down his forehead and neck.

‘Can’t, love. I didn’t create the choreography.’ He winked and took a sandwich you brought so he would eat a proper lunch. He already lost so much weight due to the comeback. So you took it upon yourself to feed him nutritious food and keep him hydrated knowing he would only drink when he felt like dying of thirst and ate when his stomach could take it no more.

‘Do you even feel comfortable basically raping the air?’ You pushed on with furrowed brows. Jungkook choked on the bite he just took and looked at you incredulously.

‘I’m so not raping the air! Take that back!’ He scooted closer to you and poked you in the ribs. You yelped, moving frantically like a retarded seagull.

‘I’m not taking anything back! Plus, you still haven’t given me a proper response.’ Crossing your arms, you stared at him as he licked his lips and shrugged tiredly.

‘I don’t know anymore. I guess.. I got used to it.’ He said nonchalantly and went back to chewing, making gross sounds. ‘Besides…’ His face flushed and all of a sudden he became quiet.

‘Besides?’ You questioned curiously. Your boyfriend just shook his head and looked at the sandwich as if it was the most interesting thing in the world. His cheeks puffed up with the food he stuffed in just so he could avoid answering a moment longer. When he made a show of drinking the water you rolled your eyes at him and tapped the wooden floor with your nails, showing him your patience was running low.

‘Besides…’ He trailed off once again when his mouth was finally empty. ‘Besides I think of you when I’m dancing so, you know.’ He coughed awkwardly, standing up. ‘Okay, my break’s up. I need to train some more, love. Sorry.’ He smiled softly.

You also stood up but before you’d pack your stuff and go back to your apartment to wait for your boyfriend, you came closer to him and putting your arms around his neck you mumbled softly: ‘I love you.’ you then leaned in to kiss him. Jungkook smiled into the kiss, pondering how lucky he was to have a girlfriend like yourself.

Bus Stop Confessions

Request:  Can you write a fluff scenario about jimin being the new student in your class that has a crush on you?

A/N: I kinda changed it, hope you don’t mind. Plus, whoop whoop I’ve changed the editing and the look of the posts. Let me know what you think. Peace out~

Genre: comedy/fluff

Member: Jimin x OC 

Length: 1016 words

It had been a month since Jimin transferred to your class and you started hanging out with him. You weren’t exactly best friends cause he got along with almost everyone but you liked to think you shared something special. At times he ditched his group of friends to sit with you at lunch and just talk. He was the one guy most girls had a crush on and you were no different although you did your best to hide it. Jimin was your best buddy not a boyfriend material. Well, he was a great boyfriend material but if you were to confess you were sure things would get awkward and Jimin might stop hanging around you as much as he did. So, you kept quiet and listened to your best friend talk about how much she adored him and how handsome he was and that you’d make a great couple. You’d agree every time and go on with your life, stealing a glance at him. During the month after he transferred you did a lot of things together, from studying in the library to playing badminton at park on a Saturday; you were horrible at the game but Jimin pretended not to know how to play either and you both ended up laughing at yourselves when the shuttlecock hit an old lady strolling down the alley.

Jimin was someone you considered as a close friend but little did you know that for him you were far from a friend. Since the day he first talked to you he’d been thinking of ways to confess to you. Despite you being assertive and always repeating that you didn’t need a boyfriend and that you were sure nobody fancied you he still tried to show you that you were special to him. He couldn’t believe you were dense enough to think he treated you like a girl friend when in fact, he wanted you to be his girlfriend.

You were on your way to the bus stop when you heard fast footsteps. ‘So… what’s up?’ Jimin caught up with you and slung an arm around your shoulder.

‘Sky, Birds…’ You shrugged and tried to control your palpitating heart. He would be the death of you one day, you were sure of that. His arm that was still on your shoulder shook and when you glanced at him he was chuckling soundlessly. ‘Please don’t tell me you’re actually laughing at my joke.’ You shook your head observing how his eyes formed crescents and his lips turned upwards.

‘It was so lame I had to laugh.’ He countered. You noticed that you already got to the field and he would probably go to his friends to head over to the basketball training and you’d be left alone. You didn’t mind it as you knew he wasn’t yours to keep, so having already made up your mind to give up on this petty crush you did your best to see Jimin as just a friend.

Jimin, on the other hand, wasn’t having any of that. He decided that he would confess on this particular day and there was no going back. He tried to grab your attention the whole day but there always was something you had to do, places you had to be and the poor guy started feeling restless. So when he spotted you walking in the direction of the bus stop he ran up to you without much thought.

‘Are you skipping the training today?’ You asked surprised when he waited for the bus with you. He had exactly four minutes to tell you how he felt or else he wouldn’t tell you at all. His palms were getting sweaty due to the heat but also the stress he was going through at the moment. He always thought that confessing couldn’t be as hard as his friends made it out to be but oh boy how wrong he was. He was close to turning around and heading back to the basketball court and forget about the whole farce. Jimin blinked a couple of times and nodded, rubbing his palms together.

‘You know… I gotta tell you something.’ He started but the uncertainty held him back from blurting out the one thing he wanted to say. ‘I… I... ‘ He stammered.

‘Yeah? Are you okay, Chimchim?’ Your hands immediately flew up to his shoulders and now you were the one holding him, concern visible on your face.

‘I…’ He gulped and nodded. ‘I like you.’ He mumbled and looked at you searching your face for a reaction but you just arched a brow and said the one thing Jimin hoped you wouldn’t say. A disconcerned what left your lips, it was the last straw for his patience; it had Jimin ruffle his hair in a mixture of despair and disbelief. ‘I like you…’ He said quickly and loud enough for all the people at the bus stop to hear. ‘Like a lot. And not as a friend. Like… you know. Like a girl.’ He coughed awkwardly.

You gaped at him as his pale cheeks became red-hued and he fidgeted on the spot, embarrassment seeping through his shining eyes and lips he was constantly biting. ‘For real?’ You said at last, the bus long forgotten.

‘Yeah… so, would you go out with me? I’m almost sure you like me back.’ He sent you a small smile taking your hand in his and waiting for your answer. You let out a squeal and throwing your arms around his neck nodded fervently.

‘Of course I would! I can’t believe you like me back.’ You whispered bemused to which Jimin answered by pecking your cheek and intertwining fingers with yours.

‘Then better believe.’ He looked up at the bus timetable and sighed. ‘Uh we have to wait another five minutes for the bus?’ It made you burst out laughing but at the same time you were grateful because even if the label of your relationship with Jimin might change, you still were comfortable with each other and you hoped it would remain as it was.