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HURT| Hoseok X BTS # Just a feeling for others but pain for someone who is going throught it. # Sometimes it's better to keep silent than to tell others what you feel. Because it hurts badly when you come to know that they can hear you but They can not understand. #My silence is just another form of pain. #Sometimes the most cheerful person holds the most terrible pain.

A story where a girl starts crushing on her classmate Kim Taehyung. Will she ever end up with him? When all he ever see her is as his bestfriend. Will Taehyung ever grow feelings for her? Do she have to move on and try getting her feelings away? Read it and find out. CRINGE WARNING! NO MATURE CONTENT 😊 Please don't kill me if I made other group's member hurt in any way in the fanfic. Readers from all around the world and age are welcomed. Published - 27.11.17 Highest ranking #87 in short story - 04.12.17

You are the only female Bts member. You were with them from the start and this tells the story of your daily struggles and living with them. Mostly about Suga. 🔞 Some romance and drama. I am sorry for any mistakes. English is not my mothertounge. Please understand. Pictures do not belong to me!

just a short story of psych major kook and photography major y/n, enjoy! ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* college au - jungkook x reader started: 20181201 ended: 20190309

Y/N is your normal school girl, small group of friends, normal family, good grades. But the thing that gets her down the most is her 'Personal Bully' she tries to ignore the boy but he keeps getting to her, she wants to run and hide. But remember the phrase 'You can run but you can't hide'? She's in that situation. Until one day, things unexpectedly turns around.

"Despite 7 million colors being visible to the human eye, and 48 of your color pencils available for you to use, why are you only using the black, white, and red ones?" I looked down and tried to think of the answer. I don't know, maybe because black is my dark days lacking you, white is all the emptiness I felt, and red... Is the color of my bleeding conscience. As I don't want to let him down, I kept those answers to myself. And all I said was "You want me to start using other colors too?" "As much as I want you to start opening your heart, to the fact that you have many other people who loves you and cares about you, and that it's not only me." I froze as I am not able to give him an answer to that. I hate lying. But I hated disappointing him even more. started: 08/08/15 completed: 23/06/17

Jeon jungkook and min yoongi, singer and Rapper of the biggest boy band in the world, BTS, go online to escape the there tiring life and in search of comfort, fall in love with each other unknowingly. Secrets will get spilt, New bonds will form and love will bloom. Yoonkook/little bit jikook Top jungkook bottom yoongi Trigger warning ⚠️ depression anxiety also NSFW content Social media/texting

Taehyung has synesthesia, a condition where one sense is paired with another, such as hearing a sound for a shape or seeing a color for a word. Despite his colorful world, he can still see Yoongi, a boy who can only see in shades of grey. Started: Around January 21, 2022 Ended: October 3, 2022 [Written in verse]

You're a young girl, who's a little bit introverted and afraid to be under everybody's eyes. You only have your best friend, but it's ok for you. You don't want to be popular and believe in minimal things. One day you meet a guy. Or two?

They say that music heals all with gentle tunes soothing what ails you, and Jungkook hadn't ever thought much about it until his eyes found their rest against the learned movements of a hand that draw out silkened sounds from polished timber. The man is beautiful- more than Jungkook could ever imagine- with a soothing drawl falling from cherubic lips and eyes ever-kind. It's difficult to heal a major injury, and when Jungkook feels as if all that he does is wrong in the eyes of others- never quite fitting in- how could he ever let someone as perfect as Yoongi treat him what was delicacy he insists he deserves? But, doing just that has perhaps never felt as easy, as Yoongi is all he could ever wish for, guitar in hand pulling saccharine notes when it all gets that little too much and judgement never falling. Yoongi could never dream that falling this hard would feel so serene, and as what blooms between them finds its feet to the honeyed timbre of copper-lined strings, all they could ever wish for resides in the tender palms of their hands.