Pairing: Jungkook x Reader
Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut
Summary; You’ve entered Jungkooks’ house, but will you be able to leave in one piece?
I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time)
Pairing: Jungkook x Reader
Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut
Summary; You drive to your boss‘s house with the intention of returning his wallet he left at the office. You feel uneasy, seeing his manor for the first time - Jungkook also feels uneasy, but for reasons that you could never begin to imagine.
A/N; This is the first instalment of a request I received that I decided to turn into a series that will contain smut. I’ll release a new chapter every Tuesday between 9pm-10pm (U.K Time), I hope you enjoy part 1 ^^
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◈ Hybrid AU || Ot7 x Reader
◈ Summary: Life is neither fair nor what you had dreamed that it would be, but the hand that fate had dealt them was worse than yours.
When you get a chance to adopt seven hybrids, all a little rough around the edges, do you take it? Will this last-ditch attempt at doing something right end with you buried six feet under the ground or will it finally give you the family that you have always secretly hoped for?
◈ Genre: eventual romance || hurt/comfort || angst (with a happy ending) || eventual smut.
◈ Chapter Four
Moodboard By: @today-we-will-survive ❤
you know i didn’t want to
have to haunt you,
but what a ghostly scene.
You feel like a live wire, buzzing and zapping sporadically in all the wrong places. This is a mess; you are a mess. Your feelings are tangled and knotted tight like a pair of old wired headphones, and the more you try to pull them apart, the tighter the tangle grows.
eunoia (noun): beautiful thinking, the possession of a well-balanced mind, which exhibits goodwill and kindness
Pairings: Hybrid! BTS x reader
Summary: You are a world famous director and you have dedicated your life to your job.You have everything you could ever dream of; wealth, recognision, talent, your friends and family. But loneliness ins’t cured by success. So what happens when you somehow rescue seven hybrids? Can they fill the void?
Genre: Angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, eventual smut
Word Count: 11.1k+
Warnings: past abuse, past sexual abuse, cursing, past violence, mentions of blood, panic attacks
Chapter 1, Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21
Many thanks to my incredible beta reader @thewishofafallenangel <3
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You slumped against the door of your office. Everything you did these days ended in disaster. Everything was wrong. The most mindless actions could create storms. And it was always your fault.
Taehyung’s face after you unbuckled your belt would haunt you for months. The carefully concealed terror. The way he trembled. All because you hadn’t thought before acting.
You were always making mistakes, one after another. Any time you were in the same place as Taehyung something went wrong. You only made things worse for him regardless of how hard you tried to show him that he wasn’t in any kind of danger here. He was afraid of you, of what he thought you would do to him, and you could do nothing about it. No words could make this better.
You sat heavily on the chair behind your desk and rubbed your temples. It was better to stay away from him. You served only as a reminder of what he had been through. A reminder of that traumatising night. As long as you were around, he wouldn’t heal. For the first time in months, you longed for the long days of filming that would keep you away from the Castle from morning to night. But filming wouldn’t start for another two weeks, so what until then?
Most of your life followed a carefully structured plan. Step by step you had created routines and schedules that stretched into months. The movies and shows you would be filming and any other projects were put into neat boxes, dividing your time between them until there was no empty space in your planner. Since University, you had never felt as out of control as you did now. As if you were ten steps behind from the place you should be.
There were fifteen new emails in your inbox. You hadn’t checked them since yesterday and they were piling up. You scanned the subjects and after not finding any urgent ones, you started from the ones sent last night. Producers, the studios, screenwriters, and a reminder from the publishing house that they would be waiting for updates on the progress of your book. With everything going on in your life, you had forgotten about the book you were supposed to be writing. Again.
how much longer do I have to wait how many more nights do I have to stay awake to see you to meet you
summary: your whole life has been plagued by the sight of gray: cold and lonely and unbearably plain. you thought you were the exception to a system of fate and destiny that brought two people together. that is, until your favorite Kpop group undergoes their first international tour.
pairing: jimin x fem!reader
genre: idol au, soulmate au (the one where colors get brighter the closer you are and fade into gray when they’re too far) | fluff
warnings: slow burn, mentions of anxiety and loneliness
word count: 11k
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You always thought you were broken—a failed outcome of a nearly flawless structure that has bounded and tied two people together since the very creation of human beings. You had heard of those special cases, of people who just saw gray their entire lives no matter how many oceans they covered and no matter how far they traveled, no matter if they searched the deepest corners or sought out the tallest mountains. You’ve heard of people in which distance wasn’t the problem—it was just them. Their existence had been doomed from the moment they were born, to live their life in monotone quality. Quite literally too, in fact. Knowing that there would be no one waiting for them on the other side as they slowly ventured through, never knowing a sunset or a sunrise or the grass—their life like an old film, classic and hazy and left behind.
For the first seventeen years of your life, the thought of just not having a soulmate was something that you didn’t necessarily think too deeply about. Some of your friends were of equal level to you, basking in the gray plaguing your line of sight. Albeit, there were a small handful who caught glimpses of red and yellow and blue, all of which were tinged in gray, during the duration of high school. And then there were an even smaller handful who were immediately gifted with the sight of the rainbow right out of the gate—their soulmates are the ones they end up going to prom with or are in the running for best couple in the yearbook, or other varying degrees of gross shit like that.
At a young age, the idea and concept of a soulmate, the concept of forever, was far too grand and far too wide to understand or grasp entirely. It also just seemed much too gross for you to want to understand. The thought that there was someone out there made just for you? Preposterous.
summary: in which you live in a world where one stroke of a pen against your skin is a signage of forever, and Min Yoongi just has really good timing
pairing: yoongi x fem!reader
genre: soulmate au (the one where when you write something on your skin with pen/marker, it will show up on your soulmate’s skin as well) | fluff/angst
warnings: some slow burn, a side jungkook/reader relationship
word count: 7k
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The first time images appear on your skin, you are 12 and have absolutely no idea why. Questions spring up in your mind like wildfire—alarming and so completely out of your control that you perform what could only be politely labeled as a scream before you dash to the bathroom, rubbing roughly at the skin of your arm until the flesh turns bright red. The marks, however, do not fade away.
Taking in a few sharp inhales, you collect your thoughts long enough to carefully study the marks that have been embedded into your skin—ink underneath the flesh that you carefully run your finger across. The end product looks to be a night sky along your forearm. There is a half-crescent moon and lazy stars dancing across the way; twinkling lines and hazy shapes and thick lines like they had been drawn with a sharpie.
For some odd reason, the longer you stare at the drawing, you don’t feel the panic settling back into your nerves. Rather, you feel more calm, peaceful, as if staring at the face of familiarity, like these drawings of half-crescent moons and 6 pointed stars genuinely mean something to you. Or at least, they hold enough significance that you don’t scream or continue trying to rub away the spots.
Your mother comes bounding into the room shortly after, startled by your scream until she sees the source of your apprehension and her lips curl up into a soft and understanding smile. It is right then and there, when she takes your arm, soothingly running her thumb up and down the expanse of the night sky that she spins the narrative of fate, destiny, and the universe.
She tells you that the moment people are born, they are instantly bound with another, tied together by some predetermined string, gifting you with someone you are meant to spend the rest of your life with. Someone who fit against every curve, someone who loved you in every aspect no matter what. Someone who would look at you, and you could just feel the weight of their stares like none other—set all your nerves on fire with just a single touch, leave you knowing without a doubt that that person was the one you were meant to spend your life with.
Your soulmate. Your other half.
bts + reductress headlines pt.7 - in the soop
You 100% can get that cos omg the idea of that makes me actually weak af!
Paring: JJK x Reader
Words: 1,1K
Warnings: Wanna be bad boy JK, Light ass play (male) lots of dirty talk. Brat sub Jk. Dom reader
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“Is this what you wanted Bunny?”
He whines out loud, nodding his head making sure not to answer you the way you usually demand of him.
Tonight was going to be different. For both of you. Usually Jeongguk was a good boy for you. You adored him so much when he was panting and obeying you, but tonight he seemed to want to play a little but differently. Tonight Jeongguk was being so bad.
You walked around his body as he was pushed up against the window completely naked.
You lived in a cottage in the middle of nowhere with a big window facing out towards huge fields of trees and endless grass. It was unlikely somebody would walk past, but not impossible, and Jeongguk was getting off on that idea.
“Yes, fuck”
As Jeongguk replied you walked over to him grabbing a fist full of his hair pulling his head back so you could look him in the eyes.
“What the fuck is going on with you tonight Bunny?”
The switch from soft dom to hard dom turned Jeongguk on more than he could believe. You’d always been so soft on him and he loved every second of it but he’d be lying if he said his curiosity was getting the better of him. Tonight he disobeyed orders just to see what you’d do and he’d never had a happier surprise than when you decided to go hard on him. The more he acted out, the harsher you got. It started with simply calling him a bad boy, and the change from good boy to bad boy made his cock harder than he could believe. He was so used to following your rules that everything about this excited him.
As you looked deep in his eyes all you could see was a confident lust swimming around. His hair was shaggy and messy, slightly wet from the sweat that was starting to form around his head. That’s not what you were looking at though. You couldn’t take your eyes off the tongue that was poking out of his mouth and the smug smile plastered on his lips. He was testing your patience. You’d never seen him like this before and there wasn’t a chance you would let him get away with it.
“Answer me Bunny, you’re usually such a good boy”
As he answered you, he stared deep into your soul through your eyes. His eyebrows were harsh and his words were so clear.
“No, fuck, I’m a bad boy. Treat me like one”
When you could compose yourself you spanked his ass as hard as you could and he just moaned out loud.
“Oh, so you wanna be a bad boy now”
He nodded his head so quickly he almost looked vulnerable.
“Yes Noona, wanna be your bad boy”
You took your hand out of his hand and trailed it down his spine tickling across his lower back, teasing him just a little bit.
“Okay Bunny, what does my bad boy want then?”
You knew exactly what he wanted, he’d mentioned it so many times before but you never managed to get it into your play.
“Bad boys get there ass fucked right Noona? I want you to fuck my ass”
He’d always been so good at telling you what he wanted and this was no different, the difference was the kind of things he was saying. He would never usually beg, only wait to get what he wanted. He’d ask so politely and wait until you were ready to give it to him. But here he was. Naked, squirming and begging for you while his cock and chest were pressed up against your window.
“Look at me Bunny-” as he turns to face you, you push your middle finger up to his mouth and he takes it and sucks on it eagerly “-you want me to test out that little asshole of yours”
He just nods as he continues to slobber on your finger. His eyes are nearly at the back of his head just doing this and it always reminds you of why you love him. He was so easily turned on and basically became brainless while you both fucked.
So dumb and horny you could barely control yourself around him.
You pulled your finger out of his mouth and started circling his asshole with the top of your finger.
“Please Noona, please”
The cocky look may have gone but the begging just got louder and louder.
“You’re a bad boy remember, Bunny, bad boys don’t get what they want the way good boys do”
You could tell he was getting frustrated and conflicted, if he was a good boy he’d get exactly what he wanted like he always did, but he enjoyed how you treat him while he was being bad. His confliction came out in whimpers and you couldn’t help but giggle.
“Bunny baby you’re such a fucking slut for me aren’t you”
You pushed your chest up against him as you played with his hole pushing his cock harder up against the window and his moans continued coming from his mouth as he started rutting against the window creating friction against his cock.
“I’m your bad boy slut Noona”
You couldn’t believe how turned on he was about being bad for you. If he wanted to be that bad you’d make sure to push him. You made your teasing slower wondering just how much he could take.
He started pushing his ass towards you trying to get you to start fingering him, and as you pulled your hand away he whined loudly
“No, noona please”
“Shhh bunny, its okay ill fuck you soon”
“No, Noona fuck me now FUCK”
You spanked his ass once more when he decided to give you demands.
“You know what Bunny, You wanna be a bad boy then fine-” you pull him by the hair, making sure you don’t hurt him more than he’d like “-You’re gonna sit there, on your knees-”You push him towards the carpet and onto his knees in font on the sofa and sit down in front of him “You’re gonna beg and whine like a little bitch, and then i’ll fuck your perfect, tight little ass”
Word Count: 4296 Warning(s): Language, Smut smut smut. Also super fluffy? Oops? A/N: I was supposed to post this the other day but my writer’s block kicked in. Anyway this is the last part. I hope you all liked it ~~
// Part One // Part Two // Part Three // Part Four // Part Five // completed.
“For fucks sake, take your hand out of your pants” | 4,638
Your best friend thinks it’s a good idea to watch porn together, he’s dumb.
eunoia (noun): beautiful thinking, the possession of a well-balanced mind, which exhibits goodwill and kindness
Pairings: Hybrid! BTS x reader
Summary: You are a world famous director and you have dedicated your life to your job.You have everything you could ever dream of; wealth, recognision, talent, your friends and family. But loneliness ins’t cured by success. So what happens when you somehow rescue seven hybrids? Can they fill the void?
Genre: Angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, eventual smut
Word Count: 9.6k+
Warnings: past abuse, past sexual abuse, cursing
Chapter 1, Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16
A/N: Sorry for the long absence but I’m finally back with a new chapter. I promise that they will be coming more frequently from now on. I couldn’t write at all during my exams, the amount of studying I have to do didn’t leave me with enough brain power to write anything. Thank you for being patient and I hope you enjoy the new chapter <3
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“John is waiting outside! I’m going!” you shouted, one hand on the doorknob, trying to be heard over the noise pollution coming from the kitchen.
A chorus of ‘good luck’s cut through the noise. Jin appeared, his cheeks streaked with flour similar to war paint. He hadn’t escaped from the tornado that was Jimin and Jungkook making cookies. “What time are you getting off today?”
“We have three different locations planned so don’t wait for me,” you said. “If everything goes well, we might do some filming at Cabeswater too.”
Cabeswater was the magical forest of the books and in the real world it was the nickname of the forest you were filming most of the Cabeswater scenes in. It spanned for miles, wrapping around mountains and lakes.
The black SUV was parked in front of the gate, behind the white bars forming hearts and swirls. You heard water running and you followed the sound, looking up. Namjoon was watering the flowers on the large balcony hanging over the entrance, overlooking the front garden, housing peonies, azaleas, bluebells and more flowers that you couldn’t name.
You waved at him. “I’m going to work!”
eunoia (noun): beautiful thinking, the possession of a well-balanced mind, which exhibits goodwill and kindness
Pairings: Hybrid! BTS x reader
Summary: You are a world famous director and you have dedicated your life to your job.You have everything you could ever dream of; wealth, recognision, talent, your friends and family. But loneliness ins’t cured by success. So what happens when you somehow rescue seven hybrids? Can they fill the void?
Genre: Angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, eventual smut
Word Count: 16.3k+
Warnings: past abuse, past sexual abuse, cursing
Chapter 1, Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17
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“There must have been a misunderstanding,” you said, pacing around your hotel room. If there had been a carpet on the floor, it would have been forever marked with the imprints of your panic. “I’m jumping to conclusions again, aren’t I? I need to remind myself that I’m not living in a movie. He must have meant something else. Maybe it’s some sort of show.”
“What kind of show?” John asked, a harsh line etched between his brows. He was sitting on an armchair in the sitting area of your room studying the card, but there was nothing to be deciphered from it. Only a location was printed on it in bold black letters and underneath that the hour and date.
“I don’t know. It could be anything! It doesn’t have to be an auction. An illegal auction.” Your legs ached from weeks of running around but both times you had attempted to sit down you had been up on your feet again in seconds. “Tell me that the weeks of promotions are affecting me and I’m imagining dramatic plots about hybrid auctions from simple conversations.”
John turned the card in his hands. “It wasn’t an innocent conversation. He said you might add another hybrid to your collection.”
eunoia (noun): beautiful thinking, the possession of a well-balanced mind, which exhibits goodwill and kindness
Pairings: Hybrid! BTS x reader
Summary: You are a world famous director and you have dedicated your life to your job.You have everything you could ever dream of; wealth, recognision, talent, your friends and family. But loneliness ins’t cured by success. So what happens when you somehow rescue seven hybrids? Can they fill the void?
Genre: Angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, eventual smut
Word Count: 10.7k+
Warnings: past abuse, past sexual abuse, cursing, past violence, mentions of blood
Chapter 1, Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 chapter 18 Chapter 19
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Los Angeles wore its hot and dry summers with pride. You were sweating the moment you stepped out of the private jet, your shirt sticking to your back and your jeans stifling your legs. Above, there was no cloud in sight but an endless expanse of blue and the white-yellow of the sun. An orange hue tinted everything around you, strange and dizzying.
Inside the airport, the AC froze the sweat on your back bringing sweet relief to your burnt skin. The midday sun needed only a couple of minutes. Picking up your suitcases, you headed to the parking lot and got into the SUV. John got into the driver’s seat because when it came to John, he was always the one driving. He only allowed someone else to do the job when it was for official events like red carpets. Overseas, he would turn on the GPS and navigate the streets with ease.
You climbed into the backseat with Taehyung, reluctant to leave him alone. He had barely spoken a word to you the whole trip. He would answer every question with a nod and you were starting to doubt he could understand anything you were saying.
Half an hour into the flight, your eyes were drooping and John’s head was dropping back on his chair. You had been tired from promotions to begin with when you had first arrived in Seoul. The late hour of the auction, the anxiety, and the early visit to the police department had only made it worse. You woke up to the captain announcing you would be landing in ten minutes and to kindly put on your seatbelts.
You were finally back in Los Angeles, its beaches and palm trees. There had been a few dark moments in the blood-red ballroom that you had doubted you would see Los Angeles again. Maybe that’s why it looked more beautiful than ever because you had nearly lost it. One slip and your last memory of it would be watching it grow smaller through a jet’s window.
eunoia (noun): beautiful thinking, the possession of a well-balanced mind, which exhibits goodwill and kindness
Pairings: Hybrid! BTS x reader
Summary: You are a world famous director and you have dedicated your life to your job.You have everything you could ever dream of; wealth, recognision, talent, your friends and family. But loneliness ins’t cured by success. So what happens when you somehow rescue seven hybrids? Can they fill the void?
Genre: Angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, eventual smut
Word Count: 7.5k+
Warnings: past abuse, past sexual abuse, cursing
Chapter 1, Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 chapter 18
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One thing you hadn’t considered before going undercover for the police was the sneaking around to reach your hotel room. A tiger hybrid that hadn’t been there for the rest of your stay was returning with you and John’s jacket was the only garment that was covering anything. You had to take the back door to avoid being seen by any too curious eyes and bribe someone from the hotel staff to let you use the staff’s elevator. As an excuse, you told him you were afraid someone was following you, paparazzi or some stalker. John and Taehyung stayed hidden until the staff member left after asking you at least three times if you wanted him to accompany you to your room.
You were lucky the corridors of the top floor were empty and the three of you made it to your room undetected. The reason you were staying at that specific hotel was that it was advertised as valuing their guests’ privacy and you had been trying to avoid the press. Now, you were thankful for that choice because there were no cameras in the hallways. If videos of you returning to the hotel with a mostly naked hybrid got out, your career would be over.
The door to your hotel room closed behind you and your shoulders sagged. The silk dress stifled you, pushing your chest more and more until there was nothing left but the impression of all the air you couldn’t take.
You collapsed on the couch and undid the straps on your high heels. When your feet were bare you felt lighter. The first piece of your costume was off.
— summary: You never expected that you would end up adopting a hybrid, and if someone had told you that you would end up with seven? Well, you would have thought they were crazy. But here you are, with three different packs of hybrids that don’t get along – but all want to stay with you. Yeah, it turns out crazy is an understatement.
— pairing: hybrid bts x human f!reader
— genre: fluff, angst, smut
— warnings/content: explicit sexual content! unprotected sex, oral (m/f receiving), breast play, fingering (f), knotting, seokjin has a big dick™️, slight dom!seokjin vibes (but not really any sub!reader/sub!jk), edging, breeding kink, there’s probably some spelling mistakes but just pretend u do not see them, i’m tired sjdks
— word count: 6.5k
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You let out a content noise as you feel soft lips moving across your face; gentle kisses being pressed slowly into your skin. Your eyes flutter open to find Seokjin hovering over you, the hamster hybrid giving your mouth a chaste peck as he murmurs out a low, “Good morning.”
“Morning,” You whisper, wincing as you push yourself up. God, you don’t think you’ve ever been this sore before, your muscles burning even with just a slight strain. Jeongguk grumbles under his breath at the movement, ears twitching as he rolls over to Seokjin’s side of the bed. The bunny hybrid nuzzles his face into his alpha’s pillow, the soothing scent quickly lulling him back to sleep.
“How do you feel?” Seokjin cups your cheek, his dark eyes trailing shamelessly along the blooming marks on your exposed skin.
“Sore,” You grimace as you roll your shoulders to shake out some of the tension, the motion pulling at the tender skin.
Seokjin’s touch slides from your cheek down to your neck, the light pressure of his fingertips making you shiver as he brushes against the bruises on your throat. The hamster hybrid swallows thickly, a slight flush in his cheeks as he says, ”If it’s too much you can always tap out, Y/n.”
You shake your head, pressing a soft kiss to Seokjin’s palm, ”It’s not that bad, I’m okay. I’ll let you know if it gets too intense.” Maybe the soreness is a little bad, but not enough for you to miss out on Seokjin’s rut, and definitely not enough for him to worry over.
warnings: sub!akaashi, soft dom!afab!reader, light drinking, dry humping, begging, dumbification, dacriphylia, degradation, vaginal sex, overstimulation, choking, mistress kink
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“Keiji Akaashi?” you ask, in excitement and disbelief.
The handsome man turns around almost immediately, as if summoned by the sound of your voice, somehow able to hear you even with the hustle and bustle of the pizza place. His black hair is a little more ruffled than you remember, his stylish square glasses are slipping down his nose, and you’re pretty sure he buttoned his white button down shirt incorrectly, but it’s definitely Akaashi. He is holding two pizza boxes in his hand that he just paid for, and he nods goodbye to the cashier before making his way to the entrance to meet you.
“y/n?” he asks, equally surprised to see you.
“How long has it been-five years?” you say. Akaashi goes in for a hug, but he looks down and remembers the pizza boxes he’s holding. The two of you laugh it off, and even though the light inside the restaurant is relatively dim you can still see pink staining Akaashi’s cheeks, and an awestruck look in his eyes as you laugh. The expression is gone as quickly as it comes, and he resorts back to the serious, stoic expression you remember from high school.
pov: jungkook is your boyfriend
yes you take a lot of pictures of him but honestly who wouldn’t
pov ur in love with jk
