he looks, merely glances, but enough to make nations fall at his feet. eyes curved delightfully like crescent moons. it is no wonder that people have gone to the moon and back for him. he catches his frown slipping, and finds it hard to maintain it, when his lips stretch into a heart-shaped smile, "You're new right? Well. Don't worry about that. Welcome to BTS World, I'll be the devil that'll escort you throughout the spiral into this hole." he chuckles into his hand, and brings out the other free hand, seemingly waiting for it to be held, "Once you fall in, darling. Don't ever think of crawling back out."

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.

"Dad I'm in love-" "M/N! That's great! Who is she?" "She is 7 hot guys that are perfection." "...just like your old man M/N I'm so proud." "Dad..? Are you crying?" "Just call me when you guys get married-" _________________________________________ _ M/N and BTS, who could ask for a better match right?

After you've came back from your trip to Bangtan's dorm, you thought that you would be alright. But one of the members is driving you crazy - and no, it's not your cousin! Enjoy~ BEWARE: this story will be short.