"hey y/n.." he said still not looking at me. I turned my face up to him for him to say "you told me 'let go of the past' but... It's hard so.. I'm thinking about letting go of the future instead." no.... No... "NO!!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs while not realizing that my legs took me to the falling figure a little late **************************************** WARNING!!📢 This FF contains: Awkward and crappy shit that I don't even know myself. Absolute cringe bad language Suicide attempt Depressing shit ofc Violance Abuse ⚠️IF YOU ARE DEPRESSED OR SUISIDAL OR OR SENSITIVE TO ANY OF THE OTHER THINGS, PLZ READ AT YOUR OWN RISK OR DON'T EVEN READ AT ALL⚠️

"pretty girls don't light their own cigarettes." addiction; it felt like hunger. it's become a basic need you would have a drive, to fill. it occupied your thoughts, if ignored for too long. the mind, mouth and hands, longed for it. jeon jungkook. you longed for his love, affection and guidance. he was the man who you were addicted to. he's your cigarette. your love, your obsession. × [ lowercase intended ] OURVANTE © 2021

" 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.

Jimin was just your average, not so average teenager. He is in his last year of High school, he doesn't know what to study. [...] he was lonely, not having any friends he sometimes felt so goddamn lonely. Those were the times he just put on a pair of sweatpants, his sport shoes and would go for a run. With music in his ears, he was in his own world, totally lost in it, sometimes running for what seemed like an eternity. Should be no problem...but the spacing out was, to be exact, a big problem. A fucking big Problem! He was suddenly standing somewhere unknown, dark alleys and only warehouses around him. [...] "Fuck you..." A shot echoed through these empty streets. Jimin was startled, he tried to hide further behind the dumpster, when he realized what he just witnessed. [©Natigranati on AO3]

Jungkook stared at Jimin watching his eyes rapidly blink as if he were trying not to cry. Jungkook let go of one of Jimin's thighs, reached upward and wrapped his hand around the back of Jimin's neck, using it to maneuver Jimin's head back down to look at him. "I won't leave you alone this time." Jimin wanted to say that Jungkook couldn't guarantee that, probably wouldn't even remember telling him that with the alcohol swimming through his veins but it didn't matter because Jimin already knew what was going to happen. Jimin was going to let him have him again. Jimin was going to believe his words because just like Jungkook, Jimin couldn't stop thinking about him. The way Jungkook made him feel pleasure in ways he never had felt before. Jimin had begun to feel a lot of things that he had never felt before meeting Jungkook. or Jimin gives into Jungkook over and over choosing to believe Jungkook's hollow promises. Jungkook, knowing it's wrong, continues to leave Jimin to wake up alone. While Jimin grapples with feelings of abandonment, Jungkook struggles to accept that Jimin means more to him than someone he just beds.

I-ji is chasing her dream of becoming a hair colourist, packing up and moving from London for a working-holiday to study at Seoul Beauty School. Happy to begin a new chapter of her life, she is unwilling for others to find out about the past that troubles her. During a night shift at the convenience store, she unexpectedly meets Min Yoongi, member of the worldwide successful boyband BTS, and together they devise a plan to quit smoking together. Throughout their ultimately unsuccessful attempt to quit, they find unexpected friendship and solace in one another. Will their relationship prevail over the curveballs that life throws at them? Read to find out. Preview: "A pack of Marlboro Reds please," he said while placing down a bottle of black americano. "May I see your ID?" He rummages in his pockets, and holds his card up to me. 'Min Yoongi 9 March 1993', it read. "You've got a lovely baby face, Mr. Customer. You don't look a day over 18," I said with a smile on my face. "You ought to stop smoking, sir. I'm sure you know it's bad for your health," I continued, as I checked his shopping out. "I don't think nagging your customers is part of your duties as a part-time convenience store worker," said customer quipped with a hint of impatience. I simply smiled, deciding to pull out a card from beneath the counter for special customers like him. "Here's a quit smoking hotline, sir. I wish you good health and happiness," while handing over his shopping." "Stop working so hard, 알바생", and with two long strides he left into the dark night, leaving a lingering sound of the wind chimes as the only proof that he was ever there. Status: Rapidly updating. God knows that I'll procrastinate and eventually forget that this book exists if I don't finish it in two weeks. Update: Took much longer than two weeks, but it is now complete.

"My past is really none of your concern, Jeon," I replied as I mimicked his posture by leaning closer as well. "What's the matter, shorty? Got something to hide?" he asked with a quirked brow. "I guess you'll never know," I responded as I attempted to regain control. He just chuckled as he shook his head. "You're a difficult one to crack detective Park..." Young detective Park is determined to put a stop to the Freedom Fighters drug gang that has been terrorizing Seoul, South Korea for the past three decades. He has enlisted the help of his best informant, Jeon Jungkook, a talented tattoo artist who works closely with some of the gang members. Along the way, the two males develop feelings for one another, but neither of them realize it until one of them is in danger. Will Jimin and Jungkook be able to finally put a stop to the Freedom Fighters before they completely corrupt the city? And will they ever be able to confess their love for each other? Find out in this Jikook crime mystery fanfic! Top: Jungkook Bottom: Jimin WARNINGS Mentions of drugs, alcohol, death, and violence Contains sexual content, mature themes Mature chapters with sexual content will be indicated with (M) and (m) for minor sexual content. ALSO I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE PICTURES OR THE CHARACTERS DEPICTED IN THIS STORY. ALL RIGHTS TO THEIR OWNERS. I ONLY OWN THE STORY AND PLOT-LINE.

You take advantage of me for your own sexual needs and I hate it. You mess with everyone I love and I always have to obey you. You hate me staying out late, cause you think I hang out with Taehyung because he puts a smile on my sadistic face. He helps me through tough times and he takes me away from the things I don't want to think about. People think he's a bad influence towards me because he smokes, drinks and has tattoos but he is a different person, under all the secrets he has hidden under his concrete mask. He says he loves to smoke because he wants to die, but I never knew why, and I never stopped him either, because I grew feelings for him over time. My scars, flaws and bruises come from you but you still continue, wanting more than what you have gotten. When will it ever be enough for you. You slept with my best friend and her boyfriend is my crush. You made him cry and it was a sight I never wanted to see. You hurt them and I feel like my heart can't stay together anymore. The tape that wraps securely around it, suffocates me. But tell me why do you do all this.... ....Brother. ~Disclaimers~ -Mature content -Sexual abuse/assault -Post Traumatic Stress Disorder -Depression -Suicide

jeongguk is an underground boxer and a drug addict. it is his way of survival. he uses drugs to numb himself. the tattoos on his body symbolize the scars he has gotten. things takes a turn when he and victoria crossed paths. she is innocent and pure. he is fucked up and sinful. ❝ j-jeongguk p-pls. ❞ ❝ baby, i'm sorry. ❞ - lower case intended! a tiny bit of instagram au happy reading ! :)) - i don't own the photos and gifs in this book, credit to the rightful owner- cover done by me♡︎ 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱: 𝗷𝘂𝗻 𝟮𝟴𝘁𝗵, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟮 𝗲𝗻𝗱: 𝗷𝘂𝗹 𝟯𝟭𝘀𝘁, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟮 © thvvantae #2 in drugaddiction ➪ 07/27/2022 #20 in jeonjungkook ➪ 07/30/2022 #1 in jjk ➪ 08/9/2022 #6 in boxing ➪ 08/17/2022 #6 in seoul ➪ 09/9/2022 #14 in btsfanfic ➪ 08/24/2022 #4 in blackwoman ➪ 08/30/2022 #19 in btsoneshots ➪ 08/23/2022 #8 in jungkook ➪ 08/31/2022 #1 in bangtan ➪ 09/9/2022 #1 in jeongguk ➪ 09/15/2022 #1 in ot7 ➪ 09/28/2022 #1 in btsoneshots ➪ 11/12/2022 # 5 in jeonjungkook ➪ 12/13/2022 #3 in seoul ➪ 08/21/2023 #2 in boxing ➪ 10/30/2023 #4 in jungkook ➪ 02/29/2024

"I know I'm not like everyone else but please don't give up on me." "I'll never give up on you, I'll never leave you, I'll never let you go, even if I can't hold on." ~§~ Living with a deadly disease isn't easy, especially when you can die just from touching another person. It's an unbearable pain. After an embarrassing accident in the grocery store you are working for your uncle to pay back the damage fees and end up making wonderful friends. Min Yoongi may be an asshole at times but damn is his smile cute. You can't help but fall. Your disease isn't going to be the only unbearable pain you have to deal with. [Completed]