"You should be very lucky you met me. Do you know I'm a superhero? When you think all hope is lost, I will appear to save you from all your sorrows," he said proudly. You thought it was so cute and sweet; the things he was saying, but you just couldn't help but laugh. His expression was blank. "Hey, what are you laughing about? It's true! I'm your hope, I'm your angel. I'm Jhope," he said with a cute smile. When he saw your confused expression, he then quickly added, "Okay, I'm sorry if that sounded weird. That's my catchphrase and Jhope's my superhero name." ~•~ Y/n is a girl who lives a happy life with her two best friends and loving brother, even a great boyfriend. But one day suddenly everything changes and life doesn't seem so great. Until a certain hopeful boy enters her life to turn it all around. Will he succeed? And will this friendship maybe turn into something better? ||Jhope x reader fanfiction|| P.S: Pictures and videos used in this fan fiction are not mine unless said so. 🌻Highest rankings: #1 in jhopefanfiction #4 in jhopexreader🌻 © -oreohobi- 2017

You, a fan, are dead and haunt BTS. Being involved in an accidental hit-and-run by the boys' tour bus on your birthday wasn't how you planned on dying. But it happened. A confused ghost you were, failing to find its place, you did what you could do and followed them back. You don't know why, but you targeted your bias, Yoongi, the most in your trails. Seeking playful revenge, all hit the fan the minute you realize that you aren't invisible to one member... Park Jimin can very much see you.

"I'm your hope, I'm your angel, I'm J-Hope!" He exclaimed, and she smiled at him as she clenched onto her shirt, feeling herself fall apart a little. +Short Story Completion : ✔ Revision : ✔

; nothing haunts us like the things we don't say

" stop smoking " he grabbed the cigarette i was about to light and threw it onto the ground. " but you smoke too, what's your fucking logic? " " there's something better than fucking nicotine " " oh yeah? what is it? " i eyed him cautiously. " my lips, what else? " then and right there, he crashed his lips on mine.

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.