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The boy sighed. "Five minutes," he whispered loudly, turning to walk out of the door and wait for his date.
Jimin smiled softly at the stunning girl in front of him. "Come with me," he whispered, leading the girl to his room, closing and locking the door behind them.
"In exchange for keeping this whole Taehyung thing a secret," he sighed in embarrassment. "I want you to help me with something. A bright shade of pink spread across his face as he fidgeted with his hands.
A smile spread across Hae-Won's face as she noticed how anxious Jimin looked. "What do you want me to help you with?"
"Make out with me Hae-Won." The girl's mouth flew open, but she stayed silent.
"When I was younger, I moved around a lot. I never really got to settle down.. or have my first kiss. And I really-"
He was cut off by a pair of lips landing on his, passionately kissing him. He held the small girl by her waist as he kissed her back softly.
Heavy breathing, the dance of tongues, the caressing of cheeks. Jimin's hand creeped it's way up her dress, and she just let it happen. He caressed her inner thigh, while his other hand worked to unzip her dress. It dropped to the floor, and she was lost in the moment.
But a knock on the door interrupted their session.
"Darling, five minutes is up."
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𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗦 | kth ✓
❝his face softened. "i'm sorry about earlier. jimin told me he told you what happened last night and i realised you're right. i have no right to take out my frustrations on you and i'm really sorry for ruining your first day," he smiled lightly. "whatever," i scoffed, "i still hate you." he chuckled softly, "i know, which is why i'm going to make it up to you." i shot my attention back to him, furrowing my eyebrows in confusion. he laughed at my expression and stood up, holding his hand out for me to take. "what are you doing?" i asked, staring at his slender hand. "we are getting out of here, come on," he shook his hand in front of me.❞ - in which two high school seniors get forced into a marriage by their parents. word count: 27,485 started: 200604 finished: 200807 ©-soneuljabahan (previously -wintertae) 2020 all rights reservedConcluída
Boyfriend for Hire (BTS Ot7 x Reader)
Unsatisfied with your life was an understatement. Being under the thumb of your father can have that effect. He wanted someone capable of running the company, but you wanted to pursue your passion. Countless unwanted blind dates and the threat of losing your freedom drives you to seek help from a group of individuals you'd least expected. ------------- "Tae, what's that in your pocket?" Hoseok asked, brows furrowed as he looked down under the table. The question had me jerking my head up from my plate as Hoseok reached down. Taehyung, mouth full of another bite of egg, stiffened in his seat as Hoseok slipped whatever it was out of his pocket and lifted it up. Tae went to start yelling, choking on egg as he frantically tried snatching the item from Hobi. Everyone else looked on in surprise as it dawned on them what Hoseok was holding. Jin's eyes widened in horror seconds before Taehyung snatched the offending piece from Hoseok. "Yah! Taehyung! What is that!?" he screeched, veins in his neck popping. "I knew you stole my underwear!" I gasped, pointing at him accusingly. Jungkook, who had been taking a drink of his water, coughed into his glass sloshing water everywhere as he choked on the bit of it that had gone down the wrong way. Jimin, unable to contain himself, roared with laughter, very nearly falling out of his chair. Hoseok was frozen in his seat, his hand still dangling in the air even though he was no longer holding the scrap of fabric. He stared forward unblinkingly as Jin continued to squawk on the other side of Taehyung. "Why do you have those at my dinner table!?" Taehyung had the audacity to look sheepish as his older brother yelled at him. I wanted to ask why he had them at all when Jimin's voice cut me off . Finally catching his breath long enough to say something. "Please, hyung. That's not the worst thing to happen at your dinner table in the last 24 hours." "What does THAT mean!?" Cover made by @lilacpandaforeverConcluída
The Truth Untold // Jeon Jungkook ✔️
She is going to see Jungkook. Oh my god, what worse could happen at this moment?!! I can't let that happen! She's starting to open the door, and now I am panicking. The only thing I found to do is grabbing his face with both my hands, turn us around so that now his back faces the door, and crash my lips onto his to put my best friend in an awkward position. His eyes are wide open as he is shocked by my action. He doesn't move, leaving his hands in the air on either side of my body. I hear her gasping behind him. "Oh Gosh, I'm sorry. Coming back later." She says, embarrassed, and goes back inside, closing the door behind her. I am so surprised by my own action that I don't know what to do anymore. I suddenly push him away with my hands on his chest, and his back hits slowly the door. We're looking into each other's eyes, without knowing what to do. I clear my throat and break the intense awkward eye contact. Okay, this is embarrassing. "I did not expect that." He breaks the awkward silence. "Me neither. I panicked. Let's not talk about that again." ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ♪ YOU KNOW THAT I CAN'T, SHOW YOU ME, GIVE YOU ME ♪ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ What it is like to be an idol? Is it easy? Are you happy and free? Believe me, this is nothing near what you think it looks like. ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ Story inspired by BTS Jin, Jimin, V and Jungkook's song THE TRUTH UNTOLD:) ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ Genre : fanfiction, fluff, romance. ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ ▫ Started : 01.26.22 Finished : 03.29.23 TW : mental illnessConcluída
Soulmate
"I didn't ask for any of this! I don't care about the stupid bond!" Namjoon's voice echoed through the room, his frustration spilling over. He looked at her, and the moment their eyes met, guilt twisted in his chest. Tears welled up in her brown eyes, but she refused to let them fall. "Well, I didn't either! But here we are!" she shot back, her voice shaking with emotion before she stormed out, desperate to keep herself from breaking. A heavy silence filled the room. Seokjin let out a sigh, shaking his head. "That was absolutely unnecessary. And rude. You fucked up Namjoon-ah" Without another word, he turned and followed after her. . . . . . What happens when two people from completely different worlds are bound by fate? Thrown together by destiny, forced to navigate a bond neither of them understands-can they truly find their way to each other? Between the chaos, the heartbreak, and the undeniable pull between them, one thing is certain: Fate may have brought them together... but will love be enough to keep them from falling apart? A rollercoaster of emotions-love, drama, and moments that will make your heart race. Stay tuned!
How I Became Mrs. Jeon💕
"What?" He replied back quite harshly. "Who is she?" I asked calmly. He didn't reply and kept on walking. "What is she doing here?" I asked, this time raising my voice a bit. He stopped and walked toward me. He couldn't even walk properly .He stopped in front of my and lowered his head to my level and whisprered. "She's a girl. My one-night stand" "what?" I said in disbelief, more angrily then I intended. "What?" He said shrugging his shoulder "I am a man. I have my desire too." He said calmly. He sure was drunk. Not drunk, wasted.There was no point in talking to him. I walked away from him and yelled at a lady who was standing in the doorway " you lady, get out of here" before I could say anything more Jungkook pulled my toward the wall entrapping me b/w his sturdy body and a wall. "What are you doing DEAR WIFEY?" He whispered in my ears. His lips touching my ear lobe as he spoke and his alcoholic-breath stroking my neck. I was uncomfortable as hell. "Let go of me Jungkook" I said, trying to keep calm. I saw the lady, who my husband brought into house, staggering out of house. "Why? Are you angry? Are you Jealous that I brought a girl to keep myself satisfied. Do you wish it was you" he spoke, looking at me in the eyes. Then his gaze fell to my lips. His one hand reached for my waist while the thumb of his other hand was stroking my lower lip. I was feeling weak in the knees. He licked his tongue and whispered " Do you wanna keep me company tonight, WIFEY?" This is my epic life. I married a chabeol who hates me, actually he hates everyone around himself. Even his father. He never liked me but now we ended up in a contract marriage and my life is hell. I wish I can survive this one year without any disaster.Concluída
Miss Right
She tilted her head. "Jungkook," she started, testing the waters. "Do you... not like talking to people?" He blinked at her. "What?" "Like, you're really different with me," she pointed out, heart beating a little faster. "You're colder with everyone else." Jungkook looked at her for a long moment before scratching the back of his neck. "I just don't like wasting my time." "But you don't mind talking to me?" He scoffed. "No, I don't mind." Then, a beat later, softer-"I like talking to you." Her breath hitched. He held her gaze, waiting. And for the first time, she was the one looking away first. This was dangerous. Because now, she couldn't unsee it. Highest rank: #1 in jeonjungkook #6 in fanfiction #2 in jungkookff #2 in parkjimjn #3 in kimseokjin #4 in minyoongiConcluída
masquerade//pjm
jimin shut the door as you opened it, locking it and you against it. you stared up at him as he rested his palm next to your head, pressed against the wood of the door. you kept your composure. "think about min." now he had your attention. "yoongs?" "yeah, yeah, your yoongs." you blinked. "imagine how jealous he'd get if you and i started going out." jimin's breath fanned your face. it was cool-- refreshing almost. "jealous," you repeated. "mhm-- and jealousy just makes people want more, doesn't it?" ~ jimin, who you'd consider to be your arch-nemesis, doubling as your locker mate, wants to date you to get his ex-girlfriend back and to help you get your long-term crush yoongi to like you through jealousy. but what happens when the masks come off at the end of the night?Concluída
That Café (Chaesoo)
"Hey." I said to the girl. She looked up from her book and smiled. "Hi." She said back, staring at me with a wide grin. "I'm Jisoo. What about you?" I asked while moving a few strands of my hair away from my face. "Chaeyoung. But, you can call me Rosé." She grabbed my had and shook it, smiling again. "Nice to meet you, Rosé." I said, still smiling. "Nice to meet you too, Jisoo." Rosé then let go of my hand and continued reading. That's where it all began.... Hey guysss! I crawled my way out of the YG dungeon and brought you the Chaesoo fanfic you guys promised. Sorry that it's not a prequel to my Jenlisa fanfic but I thought this would fit Chaesoo better. So, yeah. Enjoy!Concluída
❝his face softened. "i'm sorry about earlier. jimin told me he told you what happened last night and i realised you're right. i have no right to take out my frustrations on you and i'm really sorry for ruining your first day," he smiled lightly. "whatever," i scoffed, "i still hate you." he chuckled softly, "i know, which is why i'm going to make it up to you." i shot my attention back to him, furrowing my eyebrows in confusion. he laughed at my expression and stood up, holding his hand out for me to take. "what are you doing?" i asked, staring at his slender hand. "we are getting out of here, come on," he shook his hand in front of me.❞ - in which two high school seniors get forced into a marriage by their parents. word count: 27,485 started: 200604 finished: 200807 ©-soneuljabahan (previously -wintertae) 2020 all rights reserved
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