"Honey...Jungkook has been dead for three years."

Jungkook: you dont know? Taehyung: Dont know what? Jungkook: .... Jungkook: my best friend killed himself Start: jan 16 ish End: march 1st ish #530 in fanfiction 6·10·17 #247 in kpop 6-2-18 TRIGGER WARNING - story contains talk about suicide

In a country wherein the law does not exempt and a government that heeds no one, we are not given that much of a choice. It's either kill or be killed.. Let the purge begin.

You always felt sorry for little Yoongi, you always liked him and wanted to be friends with him...but he was a troubled kid, he shut everyone out even his parents. He was bullied for being small and always sleeping in class, you thought a friend could help but he always snarled you or passed a horrible remark, but that didn't stop you. Once you reached collage Yoongi went missing, a year later he showed up in a idol K-pop band BTS and was a huge success in rap. You listened to all their songs and when it came to their first concert you went. Just so happens little old Yoongi recognised you! This is a Suga X reader of the BTS short story series, I hope you enjoy it and of corse I don't own BTS. Don't forget to vote and comment! Thanks.

I just wanted to give his phone back.

What if you were the neighbor to the alcoholic that always pounded on your door every night? What if you had fallen in love with the alcoholic, and he had fallen in love with you? What if he was always angry, and never felt bright or happy? You have been living in a your household for about two months, and you're getting quite hesitant about Min Yoongi. He gets drunk every night, and pounds his fists on your door constantly. You have to lock your door every night, just to make sure he doesn't sneak his way in. When he wakes up from him passing out every night, he is always sleeping by your doorstep. You take the initiative to help him every morning and lend him your bathroom so he can puke constantly. You always make him breakfast every morning, and he accepts your presence... But what if you two fall in love? Will the anger and rage he was born with get to your love?

Hi, I'm (Y/N). I live in a small town in Illinois. My friend, (f/n), got us tickets to go see our favorite kpop group, BTS, in concert. Since (f/n)'s a jerk I had to ride a bus to Chicago. But... That's where I met him.. Min Yoongi. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 1K!!!!

La Vie en Rose translates from French; meaning "Life in Pink". You grew up in a very wealthy family. You were happy; but it wasn't because of the material things. You were happy because of the people around you. For that, you claimed that this is La Vie en Rose; but because of one normal night, everything changed. You weren't truly happy anymore. But then you met him. Can you finally call this La Vie en Rose again? COMPLETED ON: 2018/02/03 #750 in FANFICTION (May 27, 2017) #481 in FANFICTION (February 2, 2018) Note: This story is written in the First Person's PoV. Song Inspiration (November 2016): La Vie en Rose - Louis Armstrong ver.

When the one and only Y/N gets an offer to become BTS' new producer. Will she accept or will she decline? How will the members treat her? What if she develops feelings for a special someone? - Hitachxxnxxhitachxxn