Friendship Bts Novels & Stories

I asked, though I already knew they were arguing over who was the most handsome member of BTS. “Julia and Katherine are debating which member is the best-looking, even though they’ll never meet them,” Tony replied, staring pointedly at the two girls. “But seriously, Jimin is the most handsome,” Vanessa chimed in, and an argument immediately broke out between the three of them, while Tony and I exchanged looks as if they were insane. I think I’m the only teenage girl who isn’t a hardcore BTS fan. I mean, I love their music and dancing, but I don’t get why some girls are so obsessed with them.

Not for my best friend, my dad, my brother and not for her. Before I could delve deeper into my sad, messed up mind I received a message from an unknown number The person sent me a meme and, I just knew it was Kevin. That put a smile on my face, the first one since stepping into the cold, lonely house that I couldn't even call home. That night I slept dreaming of my budding friendship with Kevin, maybe life will turn out better for me in the end.

She felt like she'll kill that woman if she stays there for another minute. ---- "Shawn!" Shawn smiled softly at his elder sister. Lee Rose smiled heartily at him. Then she glanced at the woman who was standing beside him. She knew one of them. One of them is Seunggi. Shawn's best friend. "You are here with your friends?" He never came to the office with friends. Shawn smirked and shook his head. "Seunggi is my friend here. The other beautiful lady is Kwon Nara. My girlfriend." He smiled cheesily

I even heard them laughing in the dining area so I hurriedly changed clothes and ready to walk near them when I recalled something I'm happy to have a friend like them Horny friends to be exact "Friends has "end" on it, so you and your gang will soon be separated" I suddenly remembered AIM told me way back 6 years she is the bitch of all bitches when we are still studying. That bitch hahaha Well, I guess her quotation is not real because we are still here. The only person that leaves us was Fiat and Oujun they are happily leaving in south Korea now. We are still in touch and closed just like the old days.

“You look so pale, Bara. I won't ask you to wrestle, you know?” I laughed awkwardly. It is too early to think that this young man is not dangerous. He just doesn't know my status. The young man offered his hand to me. “Justin. I'm from the Black Wolf Pack.” My heart fluttered when I welcomed the steady handshake. I tried to win the heart and imagine Min Yoongi's face as hard as I could. As soon as the image of one BTS member appeared, immediately the image of the NCT members bothered me. My idols make me short of breath sometimes.

He then pointed to a photo in which 8 members were sitting with a smile like crescent moon on their face's. "The most filial, talented group. There bond was like carbon bond which no one can break. Every student of our university were envious of them. Even sometimes I tool feel envy but these four men were so protective of their female friends that no one dared to go near them. In my 40 years I had never seen this type of friendship. 'BCDMTLLJ' this was the name of there group which was made by combining initials of there names." When he finished his story Lilianah lazily moved her eyes to see the people in photo and was shocked to see her parents, Lucifer and Blake with them. So, they were

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.

But the bad days were fewer now, and the good days were starting to outnumber them. I'd made new friends. They were gentle in a way I hadn't known I needed. There was a girl named Priya from creative writing club, who laughed like thunder and never let me wallow for too long. Leo, who was quiet like Marcus but warmer, somehow. He always ran with me in the mornings and never asked about my past. And Sam, who brought me coffee every morning without being asked, just because. They didn't know about Ethan and Mia. Not the full story. I'd told them bits and pieces—enough to explain why I sometimes went quiet, why I flinched at certain names. They didn't push. They just stayed.

Not even myself. “Morning,” Liv texted, “bus sucks. Pick you up tomorrow.” “Tell me about it,” I texted back. “You okay,” she texted. “I will be,” I texted, slipping my phone away. Liv is my best friend, and she has been since fourth grade when I shared my pudding cup. She is honest, loud, and does not let me get away with anything. She plays soccer, owns too many hoodies, and tells me when my ideas are bad. She knows about the whiteboard because she gave it to me, half as a joke, half as a dare. She said, “You think too much, Chen. Just do something.” So I wrote it down.

book in class. I had really wanted to know him. He’d been a douche at first, but eventually, we became best friends, even though my parents didn’t like him because he was a dirtbiker. "Heads up, Cinnamon." He tossed me a helmet, and I caught it easily. "When would you settle for one nickname?" I rolled my eyes. He put on his helmet and got on the bike. I climbed on behind him, handed him the bag with William’s gift, then wrapped my arms snugly around his waist.