'In order for you to be close to Taehyung, why don't you court his best friend? As far as I know, he has a huge crush on you ever since the first day of school..' Namjoon stated. 'Do you think Taehyung-hyung will finally notice me?' -JK 'Definitely..' -NJ in which Jimin was used as a bridge to be closer to Taehyung.. Will love give him a chance to feel loved by the person he wished to be with for a long time? Date Started: 05-30-18 Date Ended: 06-10-18

DELETED. (11/10/2021) "STAY OUT OF MY LIFE! I DON'T WANT YOU TO BE MY SOULMATE!" "Soulmate..Jeon Jungkook, isn't it a beautiful word?" ----- Highest rank: #1 (in kookmin)

He never gave up on her She never gave up on him How beautiful it would've been if it weren't a story of three. ー Achievements [功績]: //100K [17.05.18] ー //#306 in fanfiction //#255 in btsjungkook //#158 in Jeongguk //#74 in jjk //#15 in ff [Re-writing the entire book. On Hold.] Copyright©️2020 by Seoulty_

Park Jimin is that invisible kid in school who was never noticed by anyone. That is until he accidently spills his juice on the school's very own Mr. Popular ; Jeon JungKook. With a miserable family life....Does this end up breaking him? SLOW UPDATES!!!! I am trying to update atleast twice a month but I would be lying if i said I don't suddenly disappear for two months.

"Love is something to treasure.. Not to ignore..." Solitude is everyones way of escaping life, but is too much of it a bad thing that can deprive you of what's left in life? Park Jimin, a young Twenty-three blonde and breathtaking journalist moves in to an apartment complex in Busan near a good view of the ocean with his best friend and roommate, Kim Taehyung. Who have been best friends for quite some time now. When finally moving in, Jimin begins to hear rumors of the isolated third floor where no one sets foot in. Everyone fears to cross paths with the voiceless apparition. A scary dark figure of a young man that glares at one from afar before leaving into a room down the hall. The third floor, Where the lights are dimmed and the howl of the wind cries through the small cracks of windows. Jimin couldn't help to stay away and long to find out more of the history of this apparition he hears at night. Eventually the young journalist soon cross paths with this apparition and slowly begins to realize meeting the kind hearted soul of this 'ghost' worth shunning in the first place? Story Contains: Fluff ·High· Jikook ·Obviously· Explicit scenes (Smut) ·Lvl: Medium· Strong language Side ships Vhope Explicit scenes consists of: Masturbation, sexual content and mentions of nudity. For those of you who don't want to read explicit content, Avoid reading chapters with warnings of explicit content (Smut) that will end with a '~' For example: Chapter 5: (Chapter name)~ Start: May 12, 2018 End: June 21, 2018 °·Top Jungkook/ Bottom Jimin·°

"What is it that you want?" "Nothing really, Just wanted to make sure that the maid just now was indeed our school president" 🚫 Warning this story contains : ● Fluff ● Cuss words ● smut ●Jikook ● Cross dressing Started : 05 - 04 2018~ Ended : 05 - 31 2018~

"Fat." "Ugly, worthless piece of shit." Top Jungkook~ ▪Warning▪ a little Angst... Who am I kidding??? There's gonna be a lot of tears shed :' ) Started: Oct. 8th 2017 Ended: January 17th 2018

❝my heart flips when i look at you❞ ❝yeah, my finger as well.❞　jikook © relijeon 2017 cc: CharlottesCookie

Jimin has never felt loved - his mom or his friends don't seem to care about him. This is why Jimin has given up on love, but does it all change when his cousin comes to live with him, bringing a friend with her? ...Or a story about love you don't think you deserve. TW eating disorder, self harm, past abuse, depression

Jimin is a 20-year-old boy who is living a perfect life until one day when he gets kidnapped and sold to a slave camp where his life is utterly miserable. Things get another hurtful turn when he is sold to a cold-hearted 22-year man who is heartbroken and doesn't trust lower class people and want them to suffer because in his eyes they deserve it. "P-please don't, D-don't send me d-down there... I beg of you m-ma-master. I-I-I am scared o-of dark". I pleaded. "Don't ever you dare to talk back to your master again", he growled.