What if the whole world starts crazily shipping yoonmin because of that one little thing idiot Park Jimin did in an interview of BTS? Or, maybe it was Yoongi's fault. He, after all, was the one who kissed Jimin. On cam. And live. (NOTE: The fanfic is currently being edited, but you can still read it. There may be sudden changes. And some comment threads will disappear, but are still in the general comments section, no worries.) ► Now translated in various languages. Please check this link to see the list and links: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1cFJas7L4VpfjqF2J7tu1QoDmP0hRiauZBOn-cN6mvyI/edit?usp=sharing -------------- Hi guys! My first yoonmin fic so please beware XD. But I'll try my best, promise. ~~Weekly updates (or mabye twice or thrice a week?) ~Cover made by the lovely @BAEPSAE_KKAEBSONG_4 Lots of love sunshines! --P.O.M.E.

In which a girl hides a big secret behind those nerd glasses. Credits for the cover goes to @Jiminfication :D Highest rank: #2 in fanfiction (10/30/17) Start: 08/??/15 End: 12/21/15

Kim Jisoo, the beautiful Miss Cold. As they would call her, was normal, in a very bad way. She would always beat every single person who would try to start a conversation which developed to her almost getting expelled for misplacing a student's jaw. Her peaceful, well, peacefully-frightening life would turn upside down when seven new guys transfer to her school. Will they be able to break into her wall of coldness or stay distant for safety? 04/08/2017 Cover by: skurnik

Y/n, also knows as the 'ridiculously stunning foreigner' who moved to Daegu with her younger brother and her parents because of their parents work that was currently making a massive success all over the world: especially in South Korea. After attending her first day of school she bumps into 7 good looking group of boys, also knows as BTS at the school. They instantly become friends, well at least 6 of them. And well... things happen... | Mature content may occur; cuss words and adult scenes. You have been warned | Inspired by "Good Morning Call" 2017

"You have been using my wifi" -"I was wondering when you would notice"

the text messages between a girl who doesn't care for labels and a boy who is labeled worldwide as the hottest male alive and it all started from a simple wrong number situation READ AT YOUR OWN RISK LOL

Heart pounding, and back pressed against the wall. "This is it." A dark alley filled with men dressed in all black. Guns aimed and ready to shoot, me. "Stop." There was the sound of a familiar voice. He was dressed in all black too. On top of his mouth, a mask was present, and the rest of his face hidden by the hoodie on top of his head. But why did his figure look so familiar, and why did his voice sound so comforting? Who is he? - Story idea from user: @Suga_Kim Start: 07/08/17 Finish: 11/04/17 Highest: #5 on Fanfiction 01/06/18 © 2017 by sweetaeguk on Wattpad. All Rights Reserved.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU LOST MY BAG?!" I turn my head to the side to see the guy who had said the same thing as me. Fucking airports....

"Jungkook. Just. Humped. Me." BTS Jungkook x Reader Bunny JK ❤️❤️ lol it sounds weird but trust me Highest Rank: [#1 in Fanfiction]

"Hey, Rose. If you go in your room by yourself, in the dark, the monsters will come get you." Lilia blurts, smiling like a witch. "Why did you tell me that? Now I'm freaked in my own dang house." "Then go to Taehyung and he can protect you if any killer comes and wants to stab you to death." Jimin says and points to the man who was widening his eyes at them. "A-A killer?" Taehyung stammers. "Rose, hurry and sit down already. Such a drama queen, you! The movie is still going." Lilia scolds and motions me to get out of the way. I glared at her and Jimin. I know what they're trying to pull. They're trying to embarass me. Lilia's trying to get back at me for shipping her and Jimin. Well played. I mean, I don't hate Taehyung anymore, but I'm an awkward lady with an amazing ability to make something or someone awkward too. I looked to Taehyung and he gave me an innocent smile. He scooted to the side and waved me over, trying to make me feel welcomed. My body heats up as I sat down next to him. The couch was fairly small, so we were quite close. Not too uncomfortably close, but our arms were touching. The fluffy blanket that was thrown on top of us was the one thing that made me scoot closer to him to the point where it looked like we were cuddling. Oh, it's awkward. It's awkward, it's awkward, it's awkward. Start: 8/27/15 End: 3/11/16