ANOTHER oneshot book that I told myself I wasn't going to do because someone couldn't handle a few dirty images and got my first book deleted...
All BTS x Male Reader, so yeah.
Requests open! 💭
(A/N: A little reminder of the oneshots I lost. I'm going to be posting the first few I managed to save from my first book first. Which...is not that many.)
*Non-idol/Pocket-sized AU*
(Pocket sized!BTS x Male Reader)
(Fluff)
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"Taehyung, leave the cat alone!"
"But, he ate my strawberry, hyung!"
"Get away, from the cat!"
"...Fine."
Taehyung stomped over to the group of six with a pout on his face and sat down, his arms crossed in annoyance.
"Okay," Namjoon started, clapping his hands, "M/N's birthday is tomorrow, and we have no ideas."
"Oh!" Hoseok raised his hand, his eyes wide. "What if we bake him a cake?"
"In case you haven't noticed, Hobi," Yoongi rolled his eyes, "we're barely six inches tall. I don't think that's going to work."
"Oh, yeah..." Hoseok's expression fell.
The seven men were sitting on M/N's bed, left there with a bowl of strawberries for a snack and his black cat, Keanu, while he went out to buy groceries.
"Ah," Jin threw his head back, "I have to pee so bad..."
"Why don't you just go?" A voice asked.
Jin picked his head up to glare at the youngest of the group. "Ya' know, Jungkook? I would, if not for the possibility that I can fall to my death."
"M/N does keep his bed unreasonably high, for some reason." Jimin nodded. Jungkook chuckled at the older.
"I don't think that fall would kill you."
"I could break my neck when I land." Jin deadpanned.
"Don't be so dramatic-"
"Okay!" Namjoon cut in. "We're getting off topic here!"
"Um," Taehyung hummed in thought, having forgotten about his stolen fruit, "what about we...make him a birthday card?"
"A card?" Yoongi asked incredulously. "That has zero effort! Might as well hand him a big, 'fuck you,' while we're at it!"
Jin kissed his teeth.
"Language, Yoongi."
"Sorry."
"That is a bit lame, Tae." Jimin pursed his lips at his best friend. "I mean, M/N took us in when no one else would, feeds us, and even makes us custom clothes. Making him a card would be the pinnacle of not trying."
Taehyung slouched, re-crossing his arms with a huff.
"Jesus, it was just a suggestion..."
"It was a stupid suggestion," Jungkook called from within the bowl, emerging with a strawberry larger than his head.
