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V scenario – Worst in me

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Requested

Genre: angst

Summary: It’s difficult to understand the concept of love when you’re cynical by nature, especially when you’re in danger of falling for a hopeless romantic.

During the time Taehyung and I have spent together, I never really noticed the milestones we passed. It was as if I was free falling with a blindfold on. I never wanted to be married or have kids, I just wanted to be in a relationship, simple as that. The second people make mistakes is when they bring the government into their love life. That’s how my parents ended up resenting each other. They started out in a relationship, then they got married and all hell broke loose. They thought a kid would fix things and, speaking as the ‘remedy’, it didn’t work at all. I saw the way they argued right in front of me and looked at each other like strangers.

I’m not a cynic with most things. I just think that love has an expiration date. People fall in love and fall out of it just as fast. But then all those thoughts were nonexistent when I met Taehyung. He looked at me like I was the only thing that mattered. He completely understood me without me having to explain away my feelings. He made me laugh on my worst days and kept me smiling at my best, but still, I haven’t been able to utter the three little words that I’ve dreaded so much.

For most people saying ‘I love you’ is like a right of passage, you have your first love by saying it and each word makes your heart swell. But for me, it’s the beginning of the end. What does it even mean to really love someone? There is no point if saying two people will be together forever, just be together! My biggest fear with Taehyung is that he’d confront me with my thoughts about love or resent me for not saying ‘I love you’.

The good news was, he never mentioned my thoughts on love or triggered my cynical state of mind, but the bad news was, his family didn’t know about my romance stigma.

Once again my realist views were numbed and Taehyung somehow got me to have dinner with his parents. It started out really great, they asked me about my work and how long their son and I have been seeing each other. All was fine until they asked the one question I’d been dreading most.

“Wow, you two have been together a long while.” His mother said. “Do I hear wedding bells in the distance?”

“Oh god…” I murmured.

“Uh, We’re just taking our time,” Tae said, holding my hand under the table.

“Why wait so long? I’ve always wanted to have a daughter-in-law and little grandchildren running around.” His dad chimed in.

I started to feel even more uneasy, but couldn’t say anything out of fear of their disapproval. Taehyung just shrugged and returned the subject to the present rather than the future. The rest of the dinner went great apart from the middle bit.

We said goodbye to his parents and he took me home. I could tell he had something on his mind, but he remained silent. We came up to my door and I offered for him to come inside with me, mainly to figure out what was bothering him. He gladly stepped inside and sat on the couch. I sat down next to him and just waited for him to speak first.

“You trust me, right?” He asked.

“Of course.”

“Do you love me?” My heart both shattered and burst into flames all at once.

“Tae…” I stood up off the couch and paced the floor. “What difference does it make?”

“Difference? The difference is whether you love me or not. I can’t keep going around feeling this way for you if you never say it back. You need to tell me once and for all. Do you love me?” He rose from the couch, standing directly in front of me.

“I don’t know!”

“How do you not know?”

“Because I frankly don’t want to. I don’t want to be vulnerable and lay it all on the line only to have my heart broken. You don’t get the things I’ve witnessed. I can’t just tell someone I love them because I know what will happen next. Sure, we can get married and have kids but happily ever after is still out of reach. I know how this goes, I saw it with my own parents. If we get married we’re happy for a day around friends and family and then we have a honeymoon period, then it all goes to hell. When my mom had me she was practically raised me on her own until my dad came home from work then he took care of me but it was never simultaneous. I had a mom, then I had a dad, but they were never equal partners. If we have a kid, I’ll have to take all that in and I can’t lose you Tae, I just can’t.”

I broke down completely. Tears rushing down my face, every thought expelled from my head and all sense of security was gone. If I was honest, it wasn’t loving or not loving him. It was having him or losing him. I tried not to move too fast, but we ended up standing still. Just like now.

“Hey… hey…” Taehyung rushed to me, pulling me in for a warm embrace. He kissed the top of my head and stroked my hair while I let it all out.

“You’re right.” He said. “Your parents were never a team. They tried to do right by you and their marriage, but it just ended up hurting all three of you. But the thing you don’t understand is that we aren’t them. Telling me you love me isn’t the beginning of the end at all. Think about it. ” He released me briefly and looked me in the eyes. “We just had the worst fight in our history as a couple but I’m still here. We both are.”

“If you only knew how many times I wanted to say it just to see what it was like to… love someone. Every time you did something selfless or just the way you looked on any random day I wanted to tell you, but how can I say something I don’t understand?”

“You don’t have to.” He confused me for a moment before explaining. “I was wrong to rush you into it. The truth is there isn’t any need for you to tell me you love me. It’s just that tonight had me thinking and I wanted some validation. I’m sorry.”

“No, Tae.” I cuddled him in a little tighter, kissing his neck and consoling him. We stood there for a while, feeling the warmth of the others embrace until I broke the silence with the first thing that came to mind.

“I love you, Taehyung.”

I didn’t force it, I didn’t overanalyze it, I just said it. For the first time ever I told him I loved him, and as the days, weeks even years went by, I never once regretted it.

THE END

Appa!BTS Masterlist

Jin: You and Jin have come to an agreement. Now that work and a sick little girl has completely drained you, He decides to use his ‘fatherly magic’ to get you both feeling better.

Suga: Yoongi hasn’t been having much luck with love being a single father, but a certain new nanny at his toddler’s daycare has plucked his heartstrings.

RM: Posting soon!

J-hope: 

Jimin: 

V: 

Jungkook: Jungkook’s hiatus/paternity leave has come to an end and your twins are having to say goodbye to their daddy before he goes back on tour with the group.

Suga scenario – Try again

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Requested by anon

Genre: angst, fluff, his POV

Summary: You and Yoongi have been on again and off again for years, long before your eight-year-old daughter was even born. Now the unavoidable question is about to be asked,’Where does your relationship stand?’

Children are observant creatures. They don’t know complex relationships, they just know who’s together and who isn’t. The same goes for my little girl. She only knows that her mom and I aren’t together right now, but she can’t understand why.

During our daughter’s birthday parties, she and I would both be there for her, but when the other parents came to drop their kids off, they’d come as a true mom and dad, not just two people that were on again off again.

I met Y/n years ago. We hit it off really well, but then we hit a rough patch and broke up. We decided that if we met up again the next year, we’d give it another try, which we did, but it still didn’t feel right. We broke up for the second time and agreed that we should just wait for the right person. That pact didn’t last long of course, because the day we were both invited to the same wedding, we were reminded of why we got back together in the first place.

We were great together, we just didn’t see things in the right perspective. Y/n was sure that fate wanted us to be together, yet I still wasn’t so sure. I trusted her instinct anyway and we fell back into each other’s arms. That time I was sure we would make it, and then, one day, she had some news that would change our relationship forever.

“Hey, jagi. I’m home.” I walked over to give her a kiss and she smiled. When I pulled away I saw the redness around her eyes and realized she was crying.

“What’s wrong?”

“Yoongi, do you love me?” She asked.

“Of course I do, why would you ask that?”

“Because…” She struggled to get the words out, but after seeing her mind start racing, I knew it could only be one thing.

“You’re pregnant.”

“Yeah.” She burst into tears, her hands covered her face in shame. “I’m so sorry.”

“Sorry for what? You said the last time we broke up, it was because we couldn’t commit. Well, now I’m telling you that I’m not going anywhere.” I lifted her chin and tried to get her to look at me. “I know you’re scared about this, but this happened for a reason. As long as we have this baby, we’re going to be okay. I’m here for you.”

And I was there for her. We were side by side through the pregnancy and we both raised her for the first year just fine. But then we started thinking about the next step. She thought I only wanted to marry her because of the baby and honestly she was somewhat right. I wanted to get married and have kids, but things change. We had a kid, and then the talk of marriage just went off the rails.

We broke it off for the last time and swore that we would only do right by our daughter. She grew up with her mom and dad under different roofs. Y/n and I worked out the custody and decided on exactly half and half.  I’d have her one week and Y/n would have her the other. Everything was going great until our little girl started to ask about us.

It was the day I picked her up from school. It looked like something was bothering her while we were having dinner and I asked what was wrong.

“My friends always have their moms and dads pick them up and I don’t.” She said with a pout.

“I’m sorry, baby, but your mom and I aren’t married.”

“When are you getting married?” She asked. I had no idea what to say. I could never lie to her, still, she’s too young to know the truth.

“Maybe someday. just not any time soon.” I can’t get her hopes up too high.

Of course, I love Y/n. She’s the mother of my child and the girl I saw my life with. There is just never a good time to be together. At first, we were too immature and couldn’t commit, then we were mature, but couldn’t agree to get married.

When we finished our meal and I tucked my daughter into bed, I still carried the thought of what might have been. What if Y/n and I just go where ever the relationship takes us. We only ran into problems when we think about marriage and commitment, but what if we just stayed exclusive? Y/n and I are great when we are just dating and carefree. Why did we rush? It only caused problems.

In a matter of hours, I made up my mind. I called Y/n and asked if she could meet me at my place. It was a little late at night, but since our daughter was asleep, we just had to stay quiet.

She texted me, saying she was outside rather than knocking and I answered the door.

“Hey, is everything alright?” She asked.

“Yeah. Everything is good. I just wanted to talk.” I invited her in and she sat down on my couch. “Y/n… I love you.”

“I love you too, Yoongi.” She said casually.

“No. I mean, Every time I think of my future, I see y/d/n and you with me.” I took her hands in mine before continuing. “We always argued about being together and putting labels on things, but it’s not what we really want. All I know right now is that I want my little girl to grow up with both of us on the same team. And most of all, I want to be with you.”

She looked at our hands and nodded. “I know you do. and I do too, but what about years from now? We can’t stay romantically involved for very long. How are we going to last.”

“I don’t know. I really don’t, but if history shows us anything, it’s that we are right for each other. We can take it slow this time.”

“You said that last time.” She disputed.

“It worked,” I said.

She laughed at my comment and said, “You wanna tell that to the little girl sleeping int he other room?”

“Y/n, just listen. We took it slow last time and we were together three months before you got pregnant, all through the pregnancy, and a year after that. I call that working. We only broke up because everyone asked where our relationship was going from there and we got nervous.”

“So where do you want us to go?” She asked. “If you say the bedroom I’ll be pissed.”

Her joke made me smile and I shrugged at her previous question. “We can just have dinner tomorrow if you’d like and talk about this more in detail.”

“And what if people ask about us?”

“We can tell them we’re dating. If things go well after that we can just cross that road when we get to it.” I told her. “Is that fair?”

“Yeah. I’d like that.” She said with a nod.

“Could I sneak in to give y/d/n a kiss goodnight?” She asked.

“Of course. First door on the right.”

I watched her walk down the hall and slowly open the door to our daughter’s room. I smiled to myself while she went in, knowing that we were finally going to try this for real. No stresses or labels, just the two of us and our little girl. When Y/n came back out, I showed her to the door. She hesitated before leaving and turned around to give me a hug, goodbye.

“Thanks for calling.” She said.

“No problem.” I pulled away and she left.

It’s still true that kids don’t save relationships, but if it’s really meant to be, they can certainly put things into perspective.

THE END

Appa!Jin – Daddy’s princess

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Jin | Suga | RM | J-hope | Jimin | V | Jungkook |

Genre: fluff, parenthood

Summary: You and Jin have come to an agreement. Now that work and a sick little girl has completely drained you, He decides to use his ‘fatherly magic’ to get you both feeling better.

Your POV

“No! I’m not going to work, babe. She’s sick.” I told my husband.

“That’s why I’m here. If you don’t want to go to work, then stay home and sleep for a while. I’ll take care of the rest. I promise.” He said.

I put my hands on my hips and glared at him. He counteracted with a sly smirk and held my waist, moving me backward until the back of my legs hit the bed. He gave me an Eskimo kiss, laid me back and wrapped me up in the blankets.

“Fine.” I caved in as soon as I felt the warmth of our bed surrounding me. “But if she needs anything, don’t hesitate to wake me up.”

“Alright.”

Jin and I’s daughter has been miserable for days. It started with a raspy voice, followed by coughing fits and a high fever. Her face was flushed and she couldn’t even stand up too quickly without getting light headed. After going to the doctor, we were told it was a very aggressive cold that she may have gotten while at daycare, but it should fade away soon. Of course, Jin offered to stay home and help. If there’s one thing a princess needs, it’s her daddy’s love.

His POV

I sent my wife to bed and peeked my head into my daughter’s room. She was just laying there in bed with her eyes open. I walked in to see if there was something I could do to relax her. I took her temperature and stroked her hair until I saw the results.

“102. Aw, princess~” I kissed the top of her head and tucked her into bed. I put a cold cloth on her head and applied some Vaporub to her chest. “Deep breaths, baby.”  I gave her another kiss on his little forehead and went to make her some lunch for when she wakes up.

My little princess shouldn’t feel this way at all. I wish I could take all the pain and sickness away, but the best I can do for now is to make sure she’s as comfortable as possible until this illness storm ends.

I made her a smoothie packed with vitamin C and some chicken soup. I was nearly finished when I felt a pair of arms around my waist and my wife’s lips on the back of my neck.  She squeezed me tight, making me smile.

Your POV

“Did you sleep well?” He asked me.

“Yeah, that extra hour just flew by.”  I turned and made myself comfortable at the kitchen table.

“Did she take her medicine?” I asked, remembering the doctor’s orders.

“Yeah. She took it just after she woke up. She said her throat felt ‘itchy’ so I gave it to her early.” He explained.

“Wow. You’re really on top of all this.” He accepted my compliment with a shy smile before taking a quick break from cooking to give me a sweet kiss. I held his cheeks, bringing him closer. “I love you,” I whispered.

“I love you too, Jagi.”

I heard a rustling noise coming from our daughter’s room and I got up to check on her. Opening the door slowly, I peeked in and saw her hop out of bed, fuzzy socks first and walk to the box of tissues on the other side of the room. She looked at me when she heard the door creak open all the way and smiled.

“Hi, mama.”

“Hi, baby. Are you hungry?” I asked her. She nodded and I scooped her up, bringing her to the kitchen and sitting her down at the table.

Jin came over to serve her soup and smoothie, with a kiss on her soft cheek. He looked amazed when he pulled back and said, “Oh! Your fever is going down. Yay~” He leaned down for another kiss, but she stopped him, holding his mouth with his tiny hand.

“Nooo~ Appa will get sick!” She tried to keep a distance so he wouldn’t catch her cold and he gave in. Kissing her little hand instead, Jin sat next to her and helped her eat.

My heart fluttered seeing how gentle and attentive he was with her. He made it clear from the moment she was born that she really was his little princess, from the way he’d style her hair with little sparkly hairpins, to protecting her from anything that brought her down.  

THE END

Appa!Suga – The nanny

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Jin | Suga | RM | J-hope | Jimin | V | Jungkook |

Genre: parenthood, fluff, his POV

Summary: Yoongi hasn’t been having much luck with love being a single father, but a certain new nanny at his toddler’s daycare has plucked his heartstrings.

A/n: Any ‘The nanny’ fans? XD

I bent down to get one more look at my son before sending him to daycare. “Be on your best behavior. Make sure you are nice to everyone, okay? Have fun.” He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tightly.

I watched him hurry inside and run up to one of the nannies in the hallway. She heard him yelling ‘Hi’ and bent down, scooping him up with a hug. She had one of the most beautiful smiles I’ve ever seen. When she let him back down, he grabbed her hand and the two walked into the playroom with the other kids while I turned to leave.

Who is this girl? I’ve taken my son to this daycare for the past six months, but this is the first I’ve seen of her.

I tried to remember if I met her before, but I kept drawing blanks. Orientation? No, I would have been introduced. She must be new here. I was given a second reason to pick-up my son as quickly as possible at the end of the day; I’m going to find out who the new nanny is.

Normally I would just walk up to the front desk and have my son waiting right there, but I came a few minutes early so I’d maybe catch another glance at the nanny I saw before.

My son came in through the door and there she was holding his hand. “Appa!” He ran to me and I picked him up.

“How was your day?” I asked him.

“Really good! Y/n taught us how to make cookies!” He held up a sandwich back with three cookies inside to take home.

“Who’s Y/n?” I asked him.

“That’s me. Sorry, we haven’t met before. I’m Y/n.” She extended her hand and I shook it. “I’m Yoongi. Nice to meet you.”

“You too.” She said with a smile. I left with my little one in my arms and he waved good-bye.

“See you tomorrow.” He said.

The whole ride home he went on and on about how much fun he had and I asked him about his new nanny. He was really my only source of information about her.

“She started last week, but she doesn’t work on Fridays.” He said. That was it. I was going to ask her to go out with me on Friday, that way she won’t have any stresses from work or anything.

Throughout that week, I’d drop off my son, go to work, pick him up a few minutes early and chat with Y/n while I waited. When Thursday rolled around, I came in with the confidence to finally ask her out.

“Hi, Yoongi, He should be right out, he’s grabbing his bookbag.” She said with her signature smile.

“Uh, Y/n,” I called out to her and she looked up from the computer. “I wanted to know if you maybe wanted to have dinner tomorrow night. If you aren’t busy of course.”

She thought to her self for a second and nodded. “I’d love to.” She replied and my son burst through the door and walked toward me. I lifted him into my arms and gave Y/n my phone number.

“See you then,” I said, walking out. She waved to the both of us and my heart raced. When we got out to the car, my boy gave me a sneaky smile.

“What are you smiling at little man?” I asked him.

“You like miss Y/n~” He teased and I smiled back at him. I was finally able to find a girl who didn’t care about me being a single dad. And I had my little man’s approval.

THE END

AgustD scenario – Expose me not

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Summary: In your secret relationship with Yoongi, you’re only able to show affection behind closed doors, but you both take a risk and expose your relationship to the world.

Genre: Fluff, slight angst

I bobbed my head to the beat of Yoongi’s new mix, taking in the quick tempo of the rap verses and relaxed synthesizer riff in the chorus.

“Wow, babe. It’s really good.” I told him.

“I’m glad you liked it.” He laced our fingers together and rubbed the back of my hand with his thumb. “Because I want you to be a featured artist.”

I looked at him in shock, “Why me?”

“Are you joking? You’re one of the most talented female rappers I know. You have substance, and meaning to your lyrics, not just some materialistic rhymes, and name drops. You’re real.”

I’d be lying if said I wasn’t flattered, but I was more worried about what would happen if our secret came to light. Yoongi and I have been seeing a lot of each other lately, but it never left his studio. We’d order some lunch or dinner to have dates right here and work on our music. That’s the way we liked it. Not to mention his massive fanbase.

“I don’t know.” My shyness took over, making me a little insecure about all this.

“Y/n-ah. Please consider it. It’s just one song on one mixtape.” He assured.

I came to a quick decision and sighed. “Okay. I’ll do it.”

And that’s how it was. We recorded the song, I did a few verses for the hook and Yoongi added it to his mixtape. 

We both counted down the days until it was released and I noticed how much hype it was getting. I felt like such a proud girlfriend. He really does deserve it all.

I sat in Yoongi’s studio with him and refreshed the page when the clock struck midnight. As soon as it dropped it was as if the whole fandom went wild. My heart pounded when I went to iTunes to buy it and saw the song we did together was the title track. I turned around in my chair and glared at him while he smirked at his phone.

“What did you do?” I asked him. He shrugged and leaned back in his chair while I directed my attention back to the screen. I watched the song climb up to the top of the kpop chart until it hit number one.

“I can’t believe it.” I mumbled.“And how could you make our feature song the title track? Do you want to be exposed?” My frantic tone had no effect on Yoongi’s nonchalant expression. He scooted closer and held my hand.

“What if we did? If we gave up this charade and just act like a couple. I hate being in here all the time when we should both see the light of day. Going on dates in public, holding hands outside of the studio, writing some more duets, and then performing them together.

We looked at each other, coming up with the same idea simultaneously. We should go public with the song. No one gets cast if we’re the ones bringing it to the light.

That same day, Yoongi spoke with his manager and told him he was willing to perform the title song live. Lucky for both of us, the offers from Music shows have been coming in since the rumors about another mixtape started. But we didn’t want this to be a song and dance, just two people on a stage, just like how the song is about two people finding each other.

I practiced the song over and over until the last minute, literally. My hands shook with nervousness, my breath shortened, and my mind was going a million miles a minute. I tried to focus on the song and relax, but it was no use. I had to see my boyfriend at least once, before we go onstage, to make sure this was a good idea.

My door opened a little and I watched Yoongi peak his head in before entering. He sat down next to me on the couch and put his arm around me. He tried to look me in the eye, but I resisted.

"Do you wanna wait?” He asked, referring to our master plan.

“No, I’m just getting in my head. It’s all so nerve-wracking.” I said.

“We don’t have to go public tonight though. We can just be platonic on stage and think of another way if you’re too nervous about that.” He rubbed my shoulder and I felt calmer already. Maybe we shouldn’t do this now.

I nodded in response and he kissed the side of my head. We stood up and he left the dressing room just a few minutes before I did, so we didn’t draw any attention. We made our way to the stage and the crowd went wild. Yoongi looked at me one more time before the music started and I smiled at him.

Yoongi went straight into his AgustD mode and the crowd ignited with cheers. He turned to me and I left all the nerves behind. It was like I was back in the streets of Seoul, proving myself with my verses and from where I stood, it was working. The fans cheered me on as well, amazed by what I could do.

I couldn’t stop looking at Yoongi while we both finished the last few bars. His mouth curved into a smile while I rapped and he stepped closer. The second we ended the song, I lowered the mic from my lips and Yoongi held my hand as if he knew my nerves were coming back. A look of rebellion flashed across his face and he pulled me to him, cupping my cheek and kissing me right there, in front of everyone.

The crowd uproared in more cheers, probably out of shock. I thought for sure we’d get booed, but we actually got a positive reaction. I broke away and grinned at him. Yoongi let go of my face and we walked off stage, hand in hand.

When we got off stage I nudged his shoulder and he laughed at me. “What?”

“What do you mean ‘what’? You just kissed me on national television!” He had absolutely no reaction to what I was saying and just shrugged.

“You did a good job, and I felt like kissing my girlfriend.” He shrugged.

I just smiled at him and he threw his arm around my shoulder, walking me back to the dressing room. I held his waist and rested my head on his shoulder. For the first time in months, we went out in public, holding each other without any worry of being caught.

The fall out of that day only lasted about a week. Our managers weren’t too happy about the PDA, but it didn’t damage the ratings of the show or Yoongi’s career. We continued writing music together, both in and out of the studio, like a real couple should.

THE END

Suga scenario – When words fail

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💓Febuary request💓

requested by @sugaspiceandbts

Summary: You make the mistake of kissing Yoongi on the lips before he was fully over his common cold, and now you’re the one who’s in misery. But while you’re feeling sick, Yoongi repays the favor and takes care of you too.

genre: fluff, little bits of sarcastic comedy, gender neutral

The sun was up, the birds were chirping, my boyfriend was making breakfast, and I felt miserable! No one needs to have the sun peek through the curtain, straight into their eyes while trying to sleep off a headache. My sinuses were so plugged up that it was causing me soreness all over.

I lifted my head a little but gave up when the pain worsened. Laying there, staring at the ceiling, I genuinely considered staying in bed all day long, but my stomach rumbled, which vibrated my full blatter. I rolled my eyes, and lifted myself out of bed, wincing my way through it. My heavy footsteps to the bathroom could be heard downstairs where Yoongi was heating up some food.

I got to the bathroom, finally able to relieve my self without any head miseries and washed my hands. But of course, that comfort didn’t last long. I reached into the medicine cabinet and got some fever reducers.

“Baby? Are you up?” I heard my boyfriend shout.

“Yeah!… Unfortunately.” I popped the tablets into my mouth and washed them down with water.

I stopped down the stairs with a pout went straight to the breakfast bar in the kitchen to sit down. Yoongi turned around just as I lowered my head onto the countertop, hunkering over completely.He pushed a plate with two toaster waffles my way.

“Good morning.” He said with half a smile.

I raised my head, giving him a dirty look to counteract his smirk and groaned, “What’s so good about it?”

“Because I get to spend the day with the grumpy love of my life.” He came around the counter and kissed the side of my head while I ate my breakfast. “Sorry I gave you my cold, babe.” He slouched down in the other chair and watched me eat.

“It’s not your fault. I’m the dummy who forgot you were still sick and kissed you.” I smiled and finished eating.

I squeezed my eyelids shut and rubbed my temple, trying to stop the throbbing but it fought back. Yoongi took my hands and had me follow him to his home studio. He sat me down on the couch and fluffed a pillow for me.

“What are we doing in here?” I asked him.

“Well, This is the only place in the house that doesn’t have any windows so there’s no bright sunlight messing with your head and quite frankly, you just need somewhere to get away for a while and this is the best place for that. He sat on the couch and placed a pillow on his lap, laying me down on it and running his fingers through my hair.

I moaned out loud at the sensation. The second his hands touched my head it was like I was reborn. He rubbed the pressure points and played a soft beat through the speakers from his phone. My eyes fluttered shut and I nearly fell asleep when I felt a pair of lips on my forehead. Yoongi slowly brushed through my hair a few more times before I completely let myself fall into an uninterrupted nap.

My eyes fluttered open and I sat upright. I looked around the room and saw that Yoongi had disappeared. I opened the door to leave the studio and walked down the hall.

"Babe?” I called. I found him flipping through channels on the TV and he looked at me with shock.

“Hey. You look better already.” He complimented.

“How long was I out?” I sat down next to him and relaxed into the cushions.

“About two hours.” He shrugged. “Feel better?”

“Yeah actually.” My headache was non-existent and I could finally breathe through my nose.  "Thank you for taking care of me.“ I kissed his cheek and he put his arm around me.

"Of course, sometimes people just need to let their bodies fully rest in order to get better.” He said. “Plus I woke up in a good mood and you were killing my vibe.” I laughed at him and nudged him playfully. He may not seem like the nurturing type, but if I ever need to shut out the world, Yoongi’s my man.

THE END

Appa!Jungkook – Two little bunnies

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Jin | Suga | RM | J-hope | Jimin | V | Jungkook |

Summary: Jungkook’s hiatus/paternity leave has come to an end and your twins are having to say goodbye to their daddy before he goes back on tour with the group.

Genre: Fluff, parenthood, a little sad (It’ll get better)

Typically I can tell if it’ll be a good or bad day depending on how the morning goes and how the twins are feeling, but today was a special exception. Jungkook is going back on tour for the first time since the group took a pause after the twins were born. Bangtan was on tour during my pregnancy and Jungkook was able to get a break for the birth of his children, but immediately finished off the tour.

The group then went on a semi-hiatus, meaning they just took a long break, recorded a new album, performed at small music shows to promote the songs, and took another long break. But they never actually left the country. Jungkook has been by my side for the past two years, raising our little babies, but He and I both know that he needs to keep his career going. The last thing the group needs is to fade away and become irrelevant.

Last night Jungkook and I woke up by our two-year-olds at the side of our bed, both of them holding their stuffed bunnies and wanting to sleep with us. He just gave in and lifted them into the big, king-sized bed and they cuddled into their father’s sides and fell asleep in seconds. I knew right then and there that today was going to be difficult.

I woke up and turned to see our son and daughter completely on top of my husband, fast asleep. “Oh, boy…” I muttered to myself. I tapped Jungkook on the arm and he opened his eyes, attempting to get up. He froze when he saw two tiny bodies on him and laughed quietly. He wrapped his arms around the two of them and Got out of bed carefully. The twins both woke up once gravity coaxed them out of sleep and they felt their father’s tight grip.

They wiggled and he let them down to start walking and they all followed me to the kitchen for breakfast. I put our kids in their high chairs and gave them both some granola and yogurt. Our son started to play with his food, poking at the oats with his spoon instead of eating.

“What’s wrong, baby? Did you want something else?” I asked him.

He shook his head and said, “No.” But he still didn’t eat his breakfast. I looked at our daughter and she did the same. She rested her head on her hand and pouted her lip, mixing the granola with the yogurt. It was amazing that our two-year-olds were able to give off such a strong emotion that affected everyone in the room.

Jungkook raised his hand and rubbed the top of his son’s head, encouraging him to feel better. “It’s okay. I’ll be back home before you know it.” Our son nodded and took a spoonful into his mouth, finally eating his food. And of course what one does, the other will follow. His twin sister stopped mixing and started eating too. I sighed in relief and we all enjoyed our meal in peace.

After breakfast, Jungkook and I took the bowls and silverware and put it in the dishwasher. He let the twins off their highchairs and they went running off their room. Jungkook came up behind me and gave me a hug.

“It’ll be okay. I promise.” He whispered. I turned around and hugged him back. “I know.”

We were interrupted by two small pairs of feet racing back into the kitchen. Jungkook smiled when he saw them half dressed and took them back to their room to get ready to leave. I went into the master bedroom and got dressed too. My husband came in a few minutes later and got his bags ready to go before taking a quick shower. I went into the twins room, packing up the diaper bag and doing a final check to make sure we were ready to go. I was pleasantly surprised at how well Jungkook dressed the two of them. Our daughter was in her little green and pink bomber jacket with matching ankle booties and leggings while our son wore his favorite playtime t-shirt and joggers. I grabbed his coat and Jungkoook came out fully dressed with his phone and wallet in hand.

Within minutes, we were all ready and loaded up the car. Jungkook and I decided it would be good to drive to the BigHit building with the twins so they could say goodbye to the other members as well. 

We pulled up to the front entrance and I got out of the car. I was relieved to see the crowd of fans far enough away so the twins wouldn’t get nervous. I unbuckled the two kids and they latched onto me as I lifted them out of the car. A few of the staffs came over and unloaded the luggage from the trunk. I followed my husband to the other side of the parking area and let our little ones down. He crouched to their height and they looked at him like a couple of sad puppies.

“I want you two to be good okay?” They both nodded in agreement and kept a pout on their lips. “If you two need anything, call me and I’ll answer.” They nodded again and he gave them a kiss and hug goodbye. He stood up and gave me a tender kiss on my lips. He grabbed his bag and got in the van to go to the airport.

The other members waved and gave the twins high-fives as they all went to the van. Our son and daughter both waved once more and watched them all drive away. They both laughed when they caught sight of uncle Taehyung making silly faces out the back window. They drove around the corner and that was it.

I felt a hot tear roll down my cheek when I saw my two little angels start to cry. I reached down and grabbed their hands and we went back to the car. I tried to put on a brave face while I buckled them in but it was no use. I wiped their tears away and got in the front seat to bring them home as quickly as possible. I know they would feel more relaxed if they were in the comfort of their own home at this point.

Thankfully, by the time we reached the house, they both stopped crying. I turned on their favorite movie and made them a sweet snack to cheer them up. They wiggled their way up onto the couch and became hypnotized by the film and ate their food.

The rest of the day went really smoothly since I was able to distract them. They started to get tired and eventually fell asleep on Jungkook’s spot on the couch. I turned the TV off and scrolled through SNS on my phone.

I saw a notification from Instagram. I opened the app and saw I was mentioned in Jungkook’s post. Jungkook was holding the pink and blue stuffed rabbits in a selfie labeled ‘A gift from my little bunnies’. I took a picture of them all curled up together and sent it to him in a text. I started to feel better about him being gone for a while, but as long as he had a little piece of them, he would feel better too.

THE END

J-Hope drabble – Perfectly imperfect

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💓Febuary request💓

Genre: FLUFF, gender neutral

Hoseok’s eyes lit up when I handed him his birthday gift. He shook the box gently, trying to figure out what was inside before he actually opened it.

“You really didn’t have to get me anything. I’m just happy to spend the day with you.” He said.

“Just open it. You’ll be a lot happier.”

He opened to the top and a black cloud of smoke came bursting out. He dropped the box and the fire alarm started beeping. I started to panic and grabbed my boyfriend’s hand to try and get out of the house.

My eyes flew open as I gasped. I lifted my head off the pillow and realized it was all just a bad dream. I sniffed the air and still smelled smoke. I jumped when I heard the beeping continue throughout the house. I looked over to Hoseok’s side of the bed, but he wasn’t there. Oh god.

I got out of bed and went downstairs to see my boyfriend opening the windows and fanning the smoke out. I leaned against the wall and cleared my throat to get his attention.

“Oh. Hey jagi.” He said with a nervous smile. He picked up the pan from the stove. “Pancakes?” He offered in a way that I’m hoping was sarcastic. My eyes went wide when I saw how burnt they were.

“Are you trying to burn the house down? How’d you even do that?” I asked.

“Well, I was trying to make pancakes but the stove was on too high and then I tried to cook some bacon and the grease caught fire.” He looked so helpless and flustered. I walked over to him with my arms crossed. “Are you mad?” He looked at me with his big brown eyes and I couldn’t resist.

I gave him a small kiss, cupping his cheeks and he smiled, showing his tiny dimples. “It’s okay, Hobi. I just got a little freaked out when I heard the alarm go off is all.” He kissed me back and I took the pan, dumping the burned food into the trash.

“How about I just handle breakfast. You’re the birthday boy. You shouldn’t be cooking.” I took out two new pans and used the leftover pancake batter. I cooked up the bacon and eggs while a pair of arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me back a little.

“Be careful, baby. I don’t want you to get burned.” I warned. He kissed my shoulder. “I’ll be okay.”

I finished our breakfast and grabbed two plates. Hoseok went to the fridge and got the whipped cream and syrup. We went to the couch and turned on the TV. He got excited when he saw his favorite morning anime was on and we cuddled together.

“Thank you for breakfast, Jagi. I don’t know what I would do without you.” He kissed my head, making me blush.

“Honestly. Neither do I.” I teased. He leaned down and kissed me again. “Happy birthday, hobi.”

THE END