Some memes to make you laugh And bring A cute smile on your face. Because Laughter Is The Best Medicine Cover Credits Goes To @Seokjinfication

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A book about Memes (since I love them.) Part 2 of my Memes books I have created. I do not own any of the Memes (credits to the owners.)

More memes for BTS trash✌

Memes for BTS trash✌️

Life is being handed to you❤️

More memes😁✌

Memes are life so i am giving you life✌

Again just like the first book i am giving you life😁👌😘

Jeon Jungkook wants you. Like nothing he has ever wanted. But when you keep your distance due to your job, and are close with his hyungs instead... Jungkook's jealousy is unleashed... ----- "Aside from my hyungs, I've never felt--I've never cared. And I thought it would be that way forever. But then... you-" Jungkook's voice caught in his throat. He was looking down, his dark bangs almost hiding his eyes entirely. His hand trembled, once, at his side and he immediately curled it into a fist. "Jeon Jungkook," you try to say warningly. Because there was a line. And he was about to cross it. And then there would be no going back. You hated yourself for how your voice trembled on his name. His head jerked up at your broken composure, his mouth parted in surprise. You immediately take a step back. He was overwhelming you. Your heart was pounding with something painful and sharp. No, you tell yourself. Don't you dare break for even a moment. You take another step back. "Jungkook ah," you say in a nonchalant voice, forcing a smile onto your face. His eyes widen. "No, please," he leans forward, he sees you collecting your composure, he feels it slide back into place, locking him out. His eyes search your face frantically, looking for the brief glimpse of something he may have hoped for just a second ago. His hand twitches, lifting toward you ever so slightly. You look away. "I'll see you tomorrow?" You say gently. He panics, closing the distance between you in two large strides. "...What? No! Wait. I'm trying to tell you that I--" He grabs your wrist. "Call me noona," you say coldly, cutting him off. He freezes. You pull your hand out of his warm palm, the heat burned into your heart. You make yourself look at him. "I'm your noona," you repeat, your voice flat. "I--- I know," he stammers, "but, it doesn't matter. I--" ---- I do not own the BTS characters in this novel. All plot is fictional.