Friends Bts Novels & Stories

I didn't want to tell her that I highly doubt we would be 'fighting' and instead he'd be balls deep inside me. I bit my tongue, ashamed my thoughts strayed that way. " Who you think would win? My money is on Kaleb." Katrina teased, grinning at me. I rolled my eyes. "Nah, Bailey has some tricks up her sleeves, I'm sure. So I'd bet Bailey." I shook my head. I cannot believe my two best friends were trying to bet on who would win a fight between Kaleb and me. The coach blew the whistle, gesturing for the guys to come over.

"A nerd huh?" "You can say that." "Best-friend?" Not knowing how to answer that, Jacky thought for a second and then replied "Sister." "Great." "Favorite Music?" "BTS and Arijit Singh. Stop now. You answer all these back." "You are quite Feisty huh. But I like it. Okay." "Age?" "18" "Relationship status?" "Single but ready to mingle." "Typical boys. Siblings?" "An elder brother, How about we hook up your sister and my brother."

I said controlling my laugh "guys, honestly your both music taste sucks . You should listen to BTS" Sophia said "you listen to BTS?" I asked shocked "Yes, I'm an ARMY" she said excitedly "OMG!!!! I'm an ARMY tooo" I said excitedly "who's your bias (favorite) ?" she asked "it's jungkook" I replied "who's your bias (favorite) ?" "it's namjoon" she said and we both giggled and jumped happily.

He then stood in front of her and asked again, "Is he your boyfriend?" "It's none of your business, but no. He's a friend who is waiting for news about our friend in the ICU..." Fael didn't let her finish. He quickly approached and kissed her on the mouth.

~Why you sad? I don’t know. I don’t know Smile, say 'I love you' Look at me, even I gave up on myself Even you can’t understand me You say I’m unfamiliar, changed into the one you used to like You say I’m not myself which you knew well No? What do you mean no? I’m blind Love? What the heck is love? It’s all fake love~ - (BTS) Fake Love ----- ------- ------- ------- ------ --------

Annalise looked at his retreating back with a small smile and shifted her gaze ahead before pulling her phone out from the jacket pocket and began scrolling through her I*******m. Like every other k-pop fan, she had her I*******m feed filled with all k-pop artists. She scrolled down the posts before coming to halt and swooning over Jungkook and Suga. How she had wished several times that they’d marry her but turns out, they don’t even know she exists. They were the hottest men she had seen. She would do anything to actually touch them. Even frame her hand and not wash it, if one of them or anyone one from BTS toucher her hand as a matter of fact. Jokes apart, she actually loved them.

He looks like the ones I watch in Korean dramas. "Hey, sis, he is my boyfriend; he is forbidden to fantasize. Don't worry. He will introduce you to his Korean friends," Liz joked. I just shook my head. Since that meeting, Bryan and I have been close. He is also the one I ask about what I want to know in Korea. End flashback "Hey!" Bryan greeted me. "Tired?" He asked. We just finished taking care of the wedding necessities. We have so much to take care of.

But he knew he was attractive, as did the entire female population of Wylie. Wasn't it against the laws of nature and rules of friendship to think of a best friend that way? Issue the I could eat you alive, but wouldn't dare look? We'd grown up next door to one another. It wasn't a brother-sister kind of relationship, but it wasn't the kind to get all hot and bothered between the sheets either. Sex between us would ruin everything. Sex killed friendships. So what was up with him lately? All the innuendos and wink-winks?

Fergie asked. I giggled and winked at her. Fergie is the only person I am very close with here at our job. Since Sarah doesn't work here, Fergie is my friend. And since I am the only dancer who started five years ago, some newbies don't like me. For a reason I am not very interested. "He'll fire you next time, I'm telling you," Fergie whispered to me. "Oh, that will be my honor." I laughed. She did too, but not as wild as mine.

You seemed rattled. Lucy: I'm okay. Promise. Ethan: If you ever need to talk, I'm here. I smiled. It was nice. Having someone who just... cared. Without complications. Without games. I typed back: Thanks, Ethan. I appreciate that. My phone buzzed again. Mason: Who's Ethan? I laughed. Of course he'd ask. Lucy: A coworker. He's nice. Mason: Is he the one who had lunch with you?