a compilation of bangtan
fluff oneshots that my weird
ass head came up with like,
"boo, write this." *goes full
on author mode* yAssSS.
here have some cherries 🍒
"May I take your order?" a new part timer said in the coffee shop I always hung around during breaks. "Can I please order one.... Suga? pretty sure thats yuMMy." You mumbled your thoughts out loud and internally slapped yourself at your stupidity.
WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU ACTUALLY THINKING, IDIOT?!!1!2!!
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there goes my chances and my will to live.
The part timer choked on his saliva and asked again, "Pardon?" Did he get it??? I hope he didn't. Smoothe going, Y/n. "One americano, please." you said, trying to manage your tone from screaming and actually calling him 'zadday'.
You paid for the drink and sat on the table nearest to the counter. "Y/n!" a familiar voice shouts, gaining your attention. "Hekckk- hOE!!" you squealed as you felt a tight grip around your whole body as hoseok hugged you. "I have tons of stories to tell you, but before I do, imma go and call out.." he stops and tries looking for someone "Yoongi-hyung!" That yummy aSs part timer walks towards us.
wait.holyfuck.hYUNg.HYUNG?!!1!
"What do you want?" that yoongi guy says casually. "Do I get a discount for being your friend?" hoseok jokingly says. "I didn't ask you to be my friend." That yoongi guy raises a teasing brow up. "Ouch. Get me water, you peasant." Hoseok dramatically acts as if he got shot. "O fuck you, i'm out." That part timer says, smacking hoseok's head, leaving the both of you with his gummy aSs lOoKing sMOotHe sMiLe.
Fuck. they are friends. HOW DAFUQ DO I TELL HIM "hey, i think your friend's yummy." ....or can I??
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i'm fucked. :')
"Hey, Y/n?.... EArTh tO Y/n!" you snapped back into reality. "Y-yes? i uM, hoseok- I gotta tell you smth.." he looked at you with trembling eyes. You only called him his real name when you got mad or when you give him real talk. scary real talk. "Yeah?" he answers, gulping. "Who's that friend of yours? He looks- interesting.. pErHaps, MY TYPE? FJKABS" you couldn't hold it in.
Hoseok gives you an explanation on who the fuck his friend was and how he looked "yUMMy". Min Yoongi exercises everyday, goes to the gym regularly, and he also used to play basketball. And another bonus because he's an unreal bitch. He makes music.
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"I can help you out with him, too" hoseok offers. "ID LOVE TO SAY YES, BUT THATS TOO CREEPY, I MEAN- THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I SAW HIM AND, AND- when i ordered my americano, i accidentally said the name on his tag instead of saying 'can i order one americano pls' UGHHHH-" an unknown person (with a ridiculously muscular hand thats bootiful) cuts you off as it grabbed for YOUR americano and sipped some on it. "Thanks Hoseok." it was that part timer. fuCk he siPPed oN mY driNk. an indIrect kISs. AAAAAAAA.
"I shouldn't be the one you're thanking, hyung. It wasn't MY DRINK, after all." The handsome part timer looked at the flushed tomato sitting across his friend. "Well, thank you." Yoongi says, giving you a wink that basically translated to 'come up another time, okay?' making you blush even more.
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AAAA idek if this is what u call a fanfic. whatislife 🍒
