"Screw the rules. I want you, Kim Y/N." THIS FIC WAS MADE INTO CLICKBAIT FOR A YOUTUBE VIDEO COMPLAINING ABOUT KOREABOOS LOLLL ITS NOT THAT BAD GIVE IT A CHANCE you can find an audio cover on TerryTV :) Highest Ranking : [#1 in Fanfiction] BTS Park Jimin x reader High school teacher AU Translations: Spanish

This is a texting fanfic! You will be reading messages from Yoongi and Hoseok and other members. Give my stories a chance! Welcome to yourworld vr Once you play this game you cannot quit till finished. Are you sure you want to continue? HOSEOK: *YES*

"Jimin and Yoongi! Go in the closet and stay in the closet for 7 minutes." Jimin loves things that are cute and loves going to parties even more. Yoongi. One of the most popular kids at school. There is a party and both had the idea of going. They play 7 minutes in heaven and both of them end up in the closet together. Complete strangers. That's where it all started. Started: April 17th 2018 Ended: ?? Highest rankings: Ranking 2/20/2019: #4-AugustD Ranking 9/28/2020: #15-chimchim Ranking 11/16/2018: #1-oops Ranking 12/05/2018: #1-oof Ranking 10/19/2018: #41-ship Ranking 10/19/2018: #46-btsarmy Ranking 11/29/2018: #1- btssmut

Abusive father, dead mother, the worst environment to live in, no money- the list could go on and on for Park Jimin. Everything went downhill the moment his mother passed away. A huge house, a lot of money, no one to tell him what to do, good friends, no need to do anything in life- Min Yoongi had it all. Either of them enjoyed life, not even Yoongi. They just wanted to be saved from their personal hell. • "From the moment I saw you, I knew that this was it. Someone was finally going to save me."

so it begins at dawn. first, perfectly aligned windows. next, perfectly aligned stars.

Previously titled "Orange Mint" ________________ Jimin likes poetry, music and a cute boy with mint green hair that lives in the apartment building across from his. Yoongi hates liars, the cold, and the fact that he knows nothing about Park Jimin, the boy who he sees reading every day from his apartment window.

It was a mistake. A stupid, stupid mistake. - Or in which Yoongi gets Jimin pregnant. [I really suck at descriptions but please give me a chance] Contains: Boyxboy Mpreg {started: April 3, 2018} {completed: March 11, 2019)

Where Yoongi finds Jimin crying in a classroom alone. {Yoonmin}

Yoongi has one friend and absolutely no interest in making any others. Insisting that Namjoon is all he needs, he spends his days hiding peacefully in his friend's shadow, never daring to venture outside his comfort zone because he deems it unnecessary. But on the first day of their senior year, Namjoon catches a cold bad enough to keep him bedridden, and Yoongi is forced to face his nightmare, the hectic battlefield of school, alone for the first time in years. It's there he meets Jimin, an angelic boy who somehow manages to force his way kindly into Yoongi's secluded life, and to the latter's utter shock, it turns out to be not such a bad thing. (minor taekook and namjin,,)

♠Many people knew him, but only a few knew who he really was.♠ -Yoongi was just doing his job, but he's now pissed off to the core and his patience was wearing off. -Jimin was just being a rational citizen, like most people were, but he's utterly confused, forced unto wearing a female outfit, and was even almost sure that his internal organs would be sold in the black market. -The thing was, it's a whole lot of shit when their paths met. -But what's even shittier was the hidden truth that kept on chasing them. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Genre: Action (lame), Humour, Fluff, and all that shit that I've been doing in my fics. Hi there! New fic in da house. Obviously, this is an Agent-AU. I'm being a good girl and been trying to research on things for this fic, so if you notice something's off, please do tell me in the comments. I'll gladly recheck them and edit. ~Cover made by the lovely @BAEPSAE_KKAEBSONG_4 ~Updates are two times a week because Author-nim has work. Kisses, hugs, and smiles, ~P.O.M.E.