Jungkook Imagines Novels & Stories

TaeHwan was tired and lying next to her in a sleepy form and she also went to the land of dreams with the impact of Jungkun. Her mind was not in the right position and TaeHwan was too drunk to notice all the unusual actions she performed during the process. He was pleased and lost in the pleasure. Hea slowly embraced TaeHwan with her eyes closed as she continued to believe he was Jungkun. She kept imagining that the person who did everything to her and next to her was Jungkun. Her imagination was so powerful that she lost all trace of reality.

Suga stated stuffing his hands into his pant pockets and pointing at Alex. "Why do you think like that?" "His eyes never once left you the moment he stepped into this room. I can tell he is madly in love with you, Mireya." Jungkook clicked his tongue smiling in adoration. "I'm jealous because you got a person who looks at you like that!" Jimin mumbled and pouted sadly. "Like what?" I asked him confused. "You are his whole world!" Suga whispered as he patted my back thrice.

Kyuhyun Oppa... Oppa... Kyu Oppa... Lee Yongju... Lee Yongju... My heart is aflutter, my soul entranced as I imagine Kyuhyun's sultry voice beckoning me. Blissful... "Lee Yongju!" I jolt awake, my muscles trembling from the sudden movement. Someone's calling my name, shattering the fragile threads of my dream. The bed is a haven, warm, inviting, and intoxicatingly fragrant... I yearn to surrender to its comfort and relive the tantalizing dream. Earlier, I was lost in a vivid fantasy, entwined with Kyuhyun in a tender moment, our lips almost touching. But cruel fate intervened, and I awoke, leaving me with a gnawing sense of longing.

Shawn Mendes - Imagination I'm sorry it's more narrative than conversation. I want to tell you how they feel. Sorry if it's getting boring. 🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯

He is gay and I can bet my life that he's a bottom. "H– here." Jeonkuk said with a shy smile, giving Taeho a pair and causing the older male to snap out of his thoughts. 'Oh gawd, what am I thinking! This is Jungkook! He is an innocent baby and I really shouldn't start thinking of him that way. Plus, I don't wanna risk our friendship. He's been real nice to me.' "Oh, thank you Jeon." he took it and went towards the bathroom.

The hallway is crowded as usual, but it takes me just a few seconds to spot the braided auburn hair of Jungkook's most craziest fan on this part of the planet. She is wearing her black fishnet tights and black boots as usual, but her white t-shirt today doesn't have the 'DO NOT GIVE A FUCK' inscription on it. Instead, Jungkook's face is heavily plastered on it, smiling back at anyone who would love to have a glimpse at his adorable face.

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.

Jenny slapped her hand on the head while looking at Austin, and Austin rolled his eyes. Ryan nodded his head. LOL, for a second, he was so confused while thinking, do we really have seven eyes? "Mumma, Jungkook oppa's SEVEN song album!" Anna pointed her finger towards the TV. "Oh my god, this song is my favourite!" Jenny shouted while being excited. "Jungkook looks very hot in this album!" Jenny clapped her hands for once while watching the video with Anna. "How dare you call someone hot in front of me, your husband?" He clicked his tongue while staring at Jenny with his fake angry eyes.

And it's well detailed, a man kneels on the floor, as his white, shiny wings scatter all over the place and his black wings slowly appear to his back. "The fallen angel," I add. Suddenly, my body flinches when someone touches my shoulder. I turn behind and it's Jungkook. "Are you enjoying the place?" He asks. I nod as my eyes land on the painting before looking at him again. Shortly, my stomach starts howling as if it's hungry. I pout and glance at Harry. He chuckles and ruffles my hair before holding my hand and pulling me closer. We walk outside the museum and wander the place to search for a food truck or fast food near the museum. And when discerning the fast food on the side of the road

She bawled her eyes once when the kite was stuck on a tall tree. Jung Kook, who was merely a servant at that time climbed and took the kite for her. It was an embarrassing kite design, she always loved the color pink. It was a pink flamingo kite that she made with her father. Jung Kook is surprisingly close with Nene’s parents due to Nene sticking to Jung Kook like glue. “Why is your face red?” Jung Kook asked his mistress. “Do you have a fever?”.