#taekook au
spellbound;
Being in BTS doesn’t allow them much time to find love.
However, Taehyung wants to — being a hopeless romantic. So Jeongguk takes it upon himself to buy his best friend a ‘love potion’... not expecting himself to be in the receiving end of the effect.
spellbound;
Being in BTS doesn’t allow them much time to find love.
However, Taehyung wants to — being a hopeless romantic. So Jeongguk takes it upon himself to buy his best friend a ‘love potion’... not expecting himself to be in the receiving end of the effect.
i’m gonna start this right away! extremely excited for it. don’t wanna lose the fire 😆
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MAIN POINTS (don’t skip over pls) ✨
- CANON COMPLIANT; SUPERNATURAL/FANTASY TWIST
- idk about smut but i’ll inform u l8r
- this is p unplanned so making a lot of it up as i go!
- TIME STAMPS ARENT IMPORTANT
- typos
- best friends to lovers
- yes there is angst
- be nice
- CANON COMPLIANT; SUPERNATURAL/FANTASY TWIST
- idk about smut but i’ll inform u l8r
- this is p unplanned so making a lot of it up as i go!
- TIME STAMPS ARENT IMPORTANT
- typos
- best friends to lovers
- yes there is angst
- be nice
disclaimer;
this is a work of fiction! all characters written are a part of an alternative universe, one set in the plot of this story.
pls quote and give feedback as u read! let’s gooooo
this is a work of fiction! all characters written are a part of an alternative universe, one set in the plot of this story.
pls quote and give feedback as u read! let’s gooooo
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LMK WHAT U THINK SO FAR
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“How’re you feeling?”
Jeongguk sits by him, Taehyung’s eyes wide and blinking up at the younger. He nods, yawning.
“Good. Do you need anything? Water?” The elder blinks again, eyes not leaving Jeongguk.
“How’re you feeling?”
Jeongguk sits by him, Taehyung’s eyes wide and blinking up at the younger. He nods, yawning.
“Good. Do you need anything? Water?” The elder blinks again, eyes not leaving Jeongguk.
Shakes his head “no”, slowly.
“Okay.” There’s a knock at the door and Jimin peeks his head in, glass of water in hand.
“I have to go. I’m late to the studio, but Jimin will stay with you, ok?”
“Okay.” There’s a knock at the door and Jimin peeks his head in, glass of water in hand.
“I have to go. I’m late to the studio, but Jimin will stay with you, ok?”
He gently rubs Taehyung’s shoulder with a light squeeze before standing up, noticing the gaze still following after him — decides to not question it being that the boy is probably still waking up and figuring out what happened.
“Let me know if he says anything Jimin.”
“Let me know if he says anything Jimin.”
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“Tae-“
“Jeonggukkie..” l
There are arms round his waist, tight and desperate when Taehyung’s gaze hovers close.
“You look.. good.” the elder whispers, lips a little close. “And you smell nice, too.” he smiles, not with his lips but eyes — piercing into Jeongguk’s.
“Jeonggukkie..” l
There are arms round his waist, tight and desperate when Taehyung’s gaze hovers close.
“You look.. good.” the elder whispers, lips a little close. “And you smell nice, too.” he smiles, not with his lips but eyes — piercing into Jeongguk’s.
Taehyung and him are naturally close, always have been. No amount of closeness is uncomfortable to the pair and Taehyung hugging him shouldn’t come as a surprise.
“You okay?” Jeongguk asks through light chuckling for what feels like the 59th time today.
“Better now.”
“You okay?” Jeongguk asks through light chuckling for what feels like the 59th time today.
“Better now.”
It’s different, Taehyung’s never been this strangely flirty before. If Jeongguk can even call it that.
He’s pretty sure the elder is leaning in when Jeongguk moves with him, making him walk back and settle down on the edge of his bed.
He’s pretty sure the elder is leaning in when Jeongguk moves with him, making him walk back and settle down on the edge of his bed.
Of all the years they’ve been close it has never felt ‘strange’ so to speak.
Taehyung reads Jeongguk well, and vice versa — comes with having the most in common in the group.
Though, right now, Taehyung’s eyes seem out of himself. Thoughts seemingly beyond the norm.
Taehyung reads Jeongguk well, and vice versa — comes with having the most in common in the group.
Though, right now, Taehyung’s eyes seem out of himself. Thoughts seemingly beyond the norm.
“Do you have a fever?”
Taehyung doesn’t answer immediately, smiling down at himself, gaze leaving Jeongguk for the first time in the last minutes.
“Perhaps...? I don’t know.” His voice is small and ... “Are you blushing?” Jeongguk questions in laughter.
Taehyung doesn’t answer immediately, smiling down at himself, gaze leaving Jeongguk for the first time in the last minutes.
“Perhaps...? I don’t know.” His voice is small and ... “Are you blushing?” Jeongguk questions in laughter.
“N—No.” a hand flies to cover his eyes.
“Stop, you’re making me feel all weird inside.”
Taehyung naturally burries his face in Jeongguk’s neck, something he’d do when cuddling. Except, looking at his best friend, the younger can tell Taehyung isn’t himself.
“Stop, you’re making me feel all weird inside.”
Taehyung naturally burries his face in Jeongguk’s neck, something he’d do when cuddling. Except, looking at his best friend, the younger can tell Taehyung isn’t himself.
“I think you’re unwell. Let’s go to my room, I need to finish writing and you need attention, I’ll check your temperature. Come on.” Taehyung follows immediately, clinging tight to his side, face close.
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He anticipates what’s to come. The satisfying feeling of finishing a successful show and celebrating with the boys backstage amongst sweat and laughter is always Jeongguk’s favourite. However, he knows that is not what he and Taehyung would be walking into tonight.
He anticipates what’s to come. The satisfying feeling of finishing a successful show and celebrating with the boys backstage amongst sweat and laughter is always Jeongguk’s favourite. However, he knows that is not what he and Taehyung would be walking into tonight.
They’re the last to leave, popping up to wave bye to the Army once more before Taehyung holds his hand and they dip into the stage — not the first time the pair do that.
It’s not like Taehyung and him were anything outside of the norm tonight, one hug and hand holding here and there isn’t exactly abnormal for them.
He isn’t sure, though, just how much Taehyung had stared at him throughout, avoiding eye contact himself to not feed into the effect of the spell.
What’s keeping Jeongguk on his toes toward the dressing room is the fact that just the previous day they had been called out in front of the rest of the band. It feels like disobeying. Again — nothing new, the duo get in trouble together a whole lot — but it’s never a huge deal.
Small warnings here and there, having to get separated at times yet still finding their way to each other, staying out or up too late together when they have to be up early for promo or practice, being loud or getting distracted…
Nothing along the lines of ‘Yeah so Taehyung’s had a spell cast on him which didn’t work out so well in result he is now crazy in love with Jeongguk and cannot stay away from him and there is no solution for undoing the spell because this random texting witch refuses to help.’
Yeah, no, this is definitely a first.
To their surprise, they don’t exactly get called out or ’scolded.’ Just a little indirect and a warning look.
Taehyung seems more than proud of himself when he waddles next to Jeongguk as they exit into their cars.
Taehyung seems more than proud of himself when he waddles next to Jeongguk as they exit into their cars.
“Yup.” Jeongguk nods in return, unable to help his short laugh when Taehyung throws an arm around his waist.
“You did so good today, Jeonggukkie. I love watching you perform, I get shivers.”
“You did so good today, Jeonggukkie. I love watching you perform, I get shivers.”
Taehyung’s voice is soft, smile still playing faint on his lips as they sit side by side during the drive. “Not to mention when you’re all sweaty, feeling the moment.. It’s… very hot.”
“Right.” Jeongguk’s still getting used to Taehyung’s straightforwardness when it comes to talking to him, knowing it’s just the result of ...magic. The elder’s blushing, head down when Jeongguk looks at him, cheeks dusted are visible in the low light of the road.
He has to stop himself from choking when halfway through, after a comfortable silence and as Jeongguk stares in mindless thought through the car window, Taehyung is subtle and inches his hand close, lacing their fingers together.
The younger has a minor conflict on moving it away immediately or letting it be, quickly coming to the conclusion that holding Taehying’s hand shouldn’t be a problem, again -- nothing new, done before.
And when Taehyung throws his arms around Jeongguk’s neck, burying his face there, his breathing hitting gently against Jeongguk’s skin. When he is snuggled comfortably to the boy’s side, Jeongguk lets him, nothing new.
It’s when Taehyung tilts his head up and his warm lips come into contact with Jeongguk’s skin, when he’s placing gentle kisses all over the boy’s neck, it’s then that Jeongguk finds himself unable to form any sort of coherent thought.
Taehyung’s kissed his neck before, they’ve kissed each other’s cheeks, arms or foreheads in comfort. This, however, Jeongguk knows is an act of extreme affection coming from his best friend turned not-so-secret admirer. He knows how infatuated the elder is
and he has to stop the boy before it begins to escalate.
“Taehyung,” Jeongguk hums, tapping Taehyung’s shoulder gently not to startle him.
“Sleep,” he suggests, “You’re tired, worked hard today. Rest now.”
“Mmmh, fine.”
“Taehyung,” Jeongguk hums, tapping Taehyung’s shoulder gently not to startle him.
“Sleep,” he suggests, “You’re tired, worked hard today. Rest now.”
“Mmmh, fine.”
It’s not long before the sound of his gentle snoring fills the air, and Jeongguk breathes out.
‘What have I done?’ he thinks to himself, mind unresolving, before he too dozes off.
‘What have I done?’ he thinks to himself, mind unresolving, before he too dozes off.
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i guess we getting smut wew anyways i’ll let y’all know when we get there i don’t even know when we’ll wing it w da lil 🔞 to warn u
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“You okay? You feeling dizzy? Thirsty? Tell me what you need—”
“I’m fine, Guk. You can stop worrying for me. You’re cute.”
There it is, Jeongguk thinks. The crimson on Taehyung’s cheeks — the side smile as though he hadn’t just passed out 20 minutes ago.
“You okay? You feeling dizzy? Thirsty? Tell me what you need—”
“I’m fine, Guk. You can stop worrying for me. You’re cute.”
There it is, Jeongguk thinks. The crimson on Taehyung’s cheeks — the side smile as though he hadn’t just passed out 20 minutes ago.
“You’re holding my hand..”
And Jeongguk sees it once again, the out-of-character look lingering in Taehyung’s gaze; he’s still under the potion’s effect.
“Sorry, you really worried me... you just. like . collapsed after I...“
And Jeongguk sees it once again, the out-of-character look lingering in Taehyung’s gaze; he’s still under the potion’s effect.
“Sorry, you really worried me... you just. like . collapsed after I...“
Realisation comes over Jeongguk when his mind trails back to the last minutes before Taehyung’s shut-off.
“Tae, do you remember what we were talking about?” he frowns in question, careful not to trigger any sort of effect all over again. “Like, before...”
“Tae, do you remember what we were talking about?” he frowns in question, careful not to trigger any sort of effect all over again. “Like, before...”
Taehyung’s brows knit at the question, his expression as though in thought before shaking his head.
“Not exactly.. Just you calling me handsome a whole bunch. Which was weird.” Something shifts in Taehyung but it’s barely noticeable.
“I suppose it’s not, though? I don’t know.”
“Not exactly.. Just you calling me handsome a whole bunch. Which was weird.” Something shifts in Taehyung but it’s barely noticeable.
“I suppose it’s not, though? I don’t know.”
Nothing seems to make sense when Jeongguk lets go of Taehyung’s hand and his mood shifts again, chases it pouting in mild disappointment.
“Where are you going??” Taehyung’s voice is small at Jeongguk standing up to step out.
“I have to just— check something. I’ll be back.”
“Where are you going??” Taehyung’s voice is small at Jeongguk standing up to step out.
“I have to just— check something. I’ll be back.”
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He holds a furious pace and though hot-headed, Jeongguk is fully aware of the scene he so carelessly caused when storming out of his car and into the hotel. Now pacing in the hallway outside of Taehyung’s door upon having, somehow, succeeded in dismissing the other members.
He holds a furious pace and though hot-headed, Jeongguk is fully aware of the scene he so carelessly caused when storming out of his car and into the hotel. Now pacing in the hallway outside of Taehyung’s door upon having, somehow, succeeded in dismissing the other members.
“I just have to go in there… and do it. Yeah.”
Somehow in the midst of the flaming hell burning in his mind he manages to quietly give himself some sort of peptalk.
“Ok” he exhales, knuckling at Taehyung’s door. “This has to work.”
Somehow in the midst of the flaming hell burning in his mind he manages to quietly give himself some sort of peptalk.
“Ok” he exhales, knuckling at Taehyung’s door. “This has to work.”
When Taehyng answers his eyes are red, yet still somehow holding the life in his eyes when they land on Jeongguk, but it breaks the younger a little.
Hair tossed and clothes too wide, face slightly swollen.
He’s been… crying?
Hair tossed and clothes too wide, face slightly swollen.
He’s been… crying?
“Tae?” Jeongguk knows he’s frowning with how his voice sounds. “Have you been crying?”
The elder doesn’t answer, instead leaning forward and resting his forehead on what Jeongguk comes to learn is his tense shoulder.
The elder doesn’t answer, instead leaning forward and resting his forehead on what Jeongguk comes to learn is his tense shoulder.
The boy sighs, only breathing a small “I missed you. Felt funny.”
And Jeongguk’s heart swells then, only to drop a mili-second later when he looks at Taehyung’s gaze once more, lifting the latter’s head to his sight and that out-of-it glint is still lingering. He’s still under the potion’s effect.
“Let’s go inside.” Jeongguk suggests, guiding him by the hand.
It’s when they’re stood in the middle of the room and Jeongguk looks once more into Taehyung’s eyes that he sees another shift in character.
Perhaps, a look of bitterness?
He can’t put a finger on it, before the
It’s when they’re stood in the middle of the room and Jeongguk looks once more into Taehyung’s eyes that he sees another shift in character.
Perhaps, a look of bitterness?
He can’t put a finger on it, before the
‘lovestruckness’ side of him takes over once more.
“Taehyungie can I um—“ Jeongguk begins, clearing his throat as he realises the unsteadiness in his voice.
Taehyung looks at him expectant and the elder’s pupils seem to shrink, gaze tight when Jeongguk goes to speak again.
“Taehyungie can I um—“ Jeongguk begins, clearing his throat as he realises the unsteadiness in his voice.
Taehyung looks at him expectant and the elder’s pupils seem to shrink, gaze tight when Jeongguk goes to speak again.
He pushes it aside, knowing this could help. He hopes.
“Can I just, do something?” Probably not what he had actually wanted to say at first, but not half-bad.
Taehyung seems hesitant, and Jeongguk thinks he sees a hint of a frown that could easily be missed, before he nods.
“Can I just, do something?” Probably not what he had actually wanted to say at first, but not half-bad.
Taehyung seems hesitant, and Jeongguk thinks he sees a hint of a frown that could easily be missed, before he nods.
And so Jeongguk goes for it. He places his hand gently behind Taehyung’s neck and brings him close, no take-backs, placing a firm kiss to the boy’s lips.
He isn’t sure what to expect — the feeling or the sudden reaction that’s to come from this.
Perhaps Taehyung coming to terms with the fact that he is, indeed, kissing Jeongguk — his best friend — and that he does /not/ love him that way. Perhaps an “awakening” so to speak.
Perhaps Taehyung coming to terms with the fact that he is, indeed, kissing Jeongguk — his best friend — and that he does /not/ love him that way. Perhaps an “awakening” so to speak.
What Jeongguk doesn’t expect, though, is to be pushed away almost immediately.
Not a slight push out of impulse, not one of confusion nor curiousity, no. Anger blankets Taehyung’s eyes when he spits his words out, brows knitted.
“What the fuck, Guk?”
Not a slight push out of impulse, not one of confusion nor curiousity, no. Anger blankets Taehyung’s eyes when he spits his words out, brows knitted.
“What the fuck, Guk?”
And it’s probably the worst Jeongguk’s ever felt. Being looked at this way shouldn’t bother him — being known in the industry surely attracts haters and mean looks — but this is Kim Taehyung.
/His/ Taehyung.
Though he thinks that isn’t the reason it hurts so much.
/His/ Taehyung.
Though he thinks that isn’t the reason it hurts so much.
The spell must’ve broken. His plan must’ve worked. He figures when Jeongguk is standing there alone, Taehyung having stormed out, scoffing in disbelief under his breath to the bathroom.
It IS what Jeongguk had wanted, right?
But why is his chest tightening at the thought? Why does he feel his palms sweating and breath shortening at Taehyung not wanting to be kissed by him?
Mostly, why is it that, deep in there, Jeongguk suddenly doesn’t feel like himself?
But why is his chest tightening at the thought? Why does he feel his palms sweating and breath shortening at Taehyung not wanting to be kissed by him?
Mostly, why is it that, deep in there, Jeongguk suddenly doesn’t feel like himself?
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The following morning Jeongguk wakes up convinced he’s on his deathbed. His ears are ringing at a ridiculous pitch, the hammering in his head seems to be never ending and he’s sure the sunlight burning through the window has temporarily blinded him.
The following morning Jeongguk wakes up convinced he’s on his deathbed. His ears are ringing at a ridiculous pitch, the hammering in his head seems to be never ending and he’s sure the sunlight burning through the window has temporarily blinded him.
“Rise and shine,” he hears Hoseok’s roaring through the door.
“You two little bugs have been blacked out for way too long now. We have practice, c’mon.”
“You two little bugs have been blacked out for way too long now. We have practice, c’mon.”
And the elder’s voice feels like a screw into his brain before Jeongguk processes Hoseok’s words.
“You two”?
It’s then he notices a movement around him, the familiar scent of Taehyung’s favourite passion fruit body wash.
He looks down, one eye open at the arm around his torso.
“You two”?
It’s then he notices a movement around him, the familiar scent of Taehyung’s favourite passion fruit body wash.
He looks down, one eye open at the arm around his torso.
“Mmmh.”
Jeongguk isn’t hearing nor is he seeing things, Taehyung grunts, laying beside him — better yet, wrapped around him, and Jeongguk begins to wonder if last night had /actually/ happened or if it had perhaps been a terrible nightmare — he highly hopes for the latter.
Jeongguk isn’t hearing nor is he seeing things, Taehyung grunts, laying beside him — better yet, wrapped around him, and Jeongguk begins to wonder if last night had /actually/ happened or if it had perhaps been a terrible nightmare — he highly hopes for the latter.
“Tae?” Jeongguk somehow tests the waters.
Maybe Taehyung sleep-walked his way into Jeongguk’s room, he’s sure he remembers Yoongi tweeting something about Taehyung passing out beside him...
“Tae, how—how did you end up here?”
Taehyung gazes up, eyes heavy with sleep.
Maybe Taehyung sleep-walked his way into Jeongguk’s room, he’s sure he remembers Yoongi tweeting something about Taehyung passing out beside him...
“Tae, how—how did you end up here?”
Taehyung gazes up, eyes heavy with sleep.
“Hi.” He smiles, face puffy and hair sticking up the way it always does each morning, Jeongguk finds it far too endearing.
“Hello... are you.. okay?” The younger really isn’t sure how to bring up... whatever he wants to address first.
Taehyung only nods,
“Hello... are you.. okay?” The younger really isn’t sure how to bring up... whatever he wants to address first.
Taehyung only nods,
head laying back on Jeongguk’s exposed chest.
“I just came here in the middle of the night,” he shrugs—words drowsy, “missed you, so.”
Jeongguk is only spread with more confusion—the ringing in his ears beginning to disappear.
It couldn’t have been a dream... could it?
“I just came here in the middle of the night,” he shrugs—words drowsy, “missed you, so.”
Jeongguk is only spread with more confusion—the ringing in his ears beginning to disappear.
It couldn’t have been a dream... could it?
He decides against asking Taehyung, unable to get the memory of kissing him before being pushed away with hatred out of his mind.
He flinches at the memory, the lingering feeling of Taehyung’s hands pressing against his chest as he stumbles back, It was real, has to have been.
He flinches at the memory, the lingering feeling of Taehyung’s hands pressing against his chest as he stumbles back, It was real, has to have been.
Taehyung takes his phone out, opening his socials and realisation spreads through Jeongguk; the texts.
He had texted the witch right after last night’s events, and if the texts are there, he’ll know if it truly happened.
He had texted the witch right after last night’s events, and if the texts are there, he’ll know if it truly happened.
And just as he thought, they’re there.
Every single text from the previous night.
As if on cue, Taehyung sits up, opening his eyes that now look into Jeongguk’s and the younger sees it, the coated look of “magic” in the gaze.
Taehyung is still under the spell.
Every single text from the previous night.
As if on cue, Taehyung sits up, opening his eyes that now look into Jeongguk’s and the younger sees it, the coated look of “magic” in the gaze.
Taehyung is still under the spell.
Jeongguk reads over the texts, one of the last messages sent in by—whatever her name is;
“When Taehyung comes and asks to stay the night in your room, remember what I first told you.”
“When Taehyung comes and asks to stay the night in your room, remember what I first told you.”
“....What the hell is that supposed to mean??”
“Mmm?” Jeongguk doesn’t realise he’s voiced his thoughts until Taehyung is leaning back down on his chest, chin propped onto his palm in question.
“Whatchu got there?” he asks, curious gaze on Jeongguk’s phonescreen.
“Mmm?” Jeongguk doesn’t realise he’s voiced his thoughts until Taehyung is leaning back down on his chest, chin propped onto his palm in question.
“Whatchu got there?” he asks, curious gaze on Jeongguk’s phonescreen.
Taehyung reacts before Jeongguk has the chance to move the phone away, brows furrowed up at him.
“Why are you staring at a blank screen, Jeonggukkie?”
“Why are you staring at a blank screen, Jeonggukkie?”
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Practice goes by as usual, Taehyung taking some of the lead when he isn’t getting distracted by what Jeongguk assumes is his reflection in the mirror.
“Jeonggukkie is doing it perfectly!” the enchanted boy would snap at Hoseok when trying to correct the youngest.
Practice goes by as usual, Taehyung taking some of the lead when he isn’t getting distracted by what Jeongguk assumes is his reflection in the mirror.
“Jeonggukkie is doing it perfectly!” the enchanted boy would snap at Hoseok when trying to correct the youngest.
At one point — when they’re all taking a breather and only Jimin and Namjoon are working through some steps — Jeongguk and Taehyung find themselves in their own space, making up silly dance moves to nothing, and Jeongguk almost forgets that the elder is supposedly not ‘himself’.
Not until he’s suddenly reacting to Jeongguk lifting his shirt to fan himself between laughs, and immediately Taehyung bites his lip, crimson cheeked.
Jeongguk clears his throat, shirt pulled back down.
“Let’s get a drink of water.”
Jeongguk clears his throat, shirt pulled back down.
“Let’s get a drink of water.”
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He’d decided he wasn’t going to ask for help, not rely on any of the hyungs to help him find a way to break Taehyung’s spell — not after talking to both Jimin and Namjoon and none of them really /helping/ much, feeling stupid for having to explain the craze.
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He’d decided he wasn’t going to ask for help, not rely on any of the hyungs to help him find a way to break Taehyung’s spell — not after talking to both Jimin and Namjoon and none of them really /helping/ much, feeling stupid for having to explain the craze.
However, right now, with Taehyung wrapped desperately around his neck, inches away from his face and Jeongguk /actually/ having a tingle (but only for two seconds... probably) somewhere inside of him to want to lean in, close the gap... he thinks perhaps he needs backup. Now.
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“Taehyungie.” Jeongguk starts. His hands are holding Taehyung steady by the shoulders, eye contact sharply held as if he’s about to tell the elder the most important peace of information on the face of the earth.
“Listen to me carefully,” he says, taking a deep breath.
“Taehyungie.” Jeongguk starts. His hands are holding Taehyung steady by the shoulders, eye contact sharply held as if he’s about to tell the elder the most important peace of information on the face of the earth.
“Listen to me carefully,” he says, taking a deep breath.
Taehyung’s eyes widen and Jeongguk once again notices the coat of supernatural his vision holds “Oh my God,” his cheeks darken, “Jeonggukkie— are you going to propose??”
And Jeonggguk wants to crumble, scrunches his nose giggling at the wide-eyed boy in front of him.
And Jeonggguk wants to crumble, scrunches his nose giggling at the wide-eyed boy in front of him.
Because Taehyung looks so serious, vulnerable under the illusion and Jeongguk wonders just how strong of a potion this must have been.
“Taetae, no— listen.”
“Oh.”
“Taetae, no— listen.”
“Oh.”
“Look, you are— You’re Kim Taehyung, ok?” he tries, Taehyung gives him a quilted brow because, yes, he’s stating the obvious.
But Jeongguk thinks this’ll work. It has to work.
“We are /best friends/, Tae.”
“Yes.” Taehyung nods in agreement, “is this where we confess?”
God, Jeongguk thinks, this is... not working. He’d thought earlier that the words would possibly spark something in the elder.
“We are /best friends/, Tae.”
“Yes.” Taehyung nods in agreement, “is this where we confess?”
God, Jeongguk thinks, this is... not working. He’d thought earlier that the words would possibly spark something in the elder.
Some memory of pure friendship, a curtain lifted from him briefly — but nothing.
However, when Jeongguk looks at Taehyung, an expectant look in his distant glazed vision, he thinks instinctively that perhaps playing along may work /this time/.
“Yes. Yes, I am confessing, Tae.”
However, when Jeongguk looks at Taehyung, an expectant look in his distant glazed vision, he thinks instinctively that perhaps playing along may work /this time/.
“Yes. Yes, I am confessing, Tae.”
Taehyung’s frown is the last thing Jeongguk sees before he blacks out.
— OK that’ll be all for tonight i’m sorry if it was short but i NEED to stop at this part 😌
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It’s sometime in the A.M. and the members are each in their rooms packing for their break, having decided they’ll be heading out into some sort of cottage getaway, location picked out my Jimin and Namjoon.
It’s sometime in the A.M. and the members are each in their rooms packing for their break, having decided they’ll be heading out into some sort of cottage getaway, location picked out my Jimin and Namjoon.
Jeongguk thinks perhaps it’s the lack of sleep — having stayed up thinking many things obscene to word, he thinks — or perhaps the fact that Taehyung shows up at his door looking ridiculously adorable with his hair sticking up, lips pouted and puffy.
Whatever the reason, Jeongguk is crazy smitten and he wants to /die/.
“Jeongguk-ah, are you listening to me?”
No he is not.
“Yeah, sorry.” He clears his throat, ears heated. “What was it?”
“Can you pack my camera with yours?”
“Jeongguk-ah, are you listening to me?”
No he is not.
“Yeah, sorry.” He clears his throat, ears heated. “What was it?”
“Can you pack my camera with yours?”
“Yeah, yeah sure.” Taehyung gives him a look, before handing the boy his film camera, mumbling a “thanks” and making his way back out.
And there it is again, the /feeling/.
Jeongguk wants Taehyung.
But he doesn’t — except some alternative ego side of him seems to do. And the more he seems to interact with the elder, the more he thinks this new character of his will have the best of him and do something crazy.
Jeongguk wants Taehyung.
But he doesn’t — except some alternative ego side of him seems to do. And the more he seems to interact with the elder, the more he thinks this new character of his will have the best of him and do something crazy.
It’s a little late when he finds himself getting up and off the ground and moving towards Taehyung’s room.
But whatever Jeongguk is about to do gets cut short when Namjoon — thankfully — stops him in the hallway.
But whatever Jeongguk is about to do gets cut short when Namjoon — thankfully — stops him in the hallway.
“Jeongguk,” there’s seriousness and concern in Namjoon’s look, the kind he gets when he thinks something is getting out hand and he won’t know how to handle it without asking for help.
“Listen, you and Taehyung have to tell the others everything.”
“We will, Hyung.”
“Listen, you and Taehyung have to tell the others everything.”
“We will, Hyung.”
Since management had decided on pausing the tour to take a break, Namjoon and Jimin have continuously assured both him and Taehyung that they need not worry, that there’s a reason for everything, ‘we needed this break anyway’ they’d said.
But Jeongguk knows those are words to keep the pair from panicking, blaming themselves.
Of course, it’s inevitable. Jeongguk knows damn well that if it weren’t for him, they wouldn’t have been in this ridiculous situation.
Of course, it’s inevitable. Jeongguk knows damn well that if it weren’t for him, they wouldn’t have been in this ridiculous situation.
But honestly, who expects to run into an internet witch and be able to cast a real life spell that makes you konk out everytime you speak in betrayal? His guess is no one, so it’s a fair mistake.
“I mean now,” Namjoon presses on, his eyes now showcasing a new found panic
“I mean now,” Namjoon presses on, his eyes now showcasing a new found panic
“I need you to tell the others /now/. Before we leave for the break. The sooner the better.”
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Evidently, no amount of hoping and praying can possibly fix the situation the pair have put themselves in -- Jeongguk and Taehyung are well aware.
Evidently, no amount of hoping and praying can possibly fix the situation the pair have put themselves in -- Jeongguk and Taehyung are well aware.
However, standing, sweaty palms rubbing against each other and inevitably biting with nerves, Jeongguk wonders whether he can wish hard enough for a hole to form itself here and now, and swallow him in one go.
But then that would leave Taehyung to do the explaining all by himself, and Jeongguk doesn’t want that.
What he does want to do, however, is lace his fingers with Taehyung’s. And so he does, because apparently he has no self control over whatever the hell is happening to him.
“Well?” Hoseok presses for them to speak, an expectant look in his eyes along with the other three members who are clueless about the situation.
With Taehyung now vividly remembering being put under a curtain of magic--or curse, for this matter--they’d promised to explain everything to their hyungs before leaving.
“Well, you see..” Taehyung breaks the deafening silence with a crack in his voice.
“Well, you see..” Taehyung breaks the deafening silence with a crack in his voice.
He’s nervous too, Jeongguk can see it with the way he shifts his feet, fiddles with the sleeve on his sweater and licks his lips every five seconds.
His eyes are wide like they always get when he’s either scared, nervous, clueless or expectant. They remind Jeongguk of a puppy, and the younger has the urge to cup his puffed cheeks and--
“Taehyungie, Jeonggukkie…” Jimin (thankfully) interrupts Joengguk’s betraying mind wander. “Please be brief, we have to leave very soon.”
“Right. Ahm—So. A few weeks or so ago, we were talking about how much I want to date and… you know, find love—as I always have done,” When Taehyung is afraid of the outcome of his words -- his voice becomes a higher pitch, he speaks at a low volume and his words sound cautious.
Jeongguk would usually give him an encouraging look when it occurred, or—depending on the seriousness of the situation--he’d giggle and jokingly make fun of him, causing the pair to laugh about it together some time after.
In this case however, Jeongguk is spread with protectiveness, shielding him from the big bad monster that is social anxiety and picks up from where Taehyung leaves off.
“I was about done with seeing Taehyung not being loved the way he deserves to be and I went to look for answers on Quora.”
Jeongguk visibly flinches, taken aback by his own words, still getting accustomed to his own outbursts.
Jeongguk visibly flinches, taken aback by his own words, still getting accustomed to his own outbursts.
“That didn’t work… So, I kept on looking. I ended up finding a random website, on it said that it could help anyone find love so I checked it out.
There seemed to be a registration...at the time I didn’t think much of it, filled it in with my burner phone number and thought all I’d get were like, answers to questions or advice or something.”
He feels his pulse beating through as he speaks, palm sweaty and pressed tight against Taehyung’s who nibbles at the skin of his bottom lip.
Jeongguk thinks of how to word the news, “I potioned my best friend into accidentally loving me” perhaps would be the most obvious approach, but surely the least believable seeing as it’s not your casual scene.
“Turns out, it wasn’t just that, and I started getting text messages from a witch. She told me she had a potion that could help Taehyung fall in love...which I quite obviously found ridiculous, thought I was being trolled..”
“...Which you were…right?” Seokjin questions as expected, his gaze, along with Yoongi and Hoseok’s, call Jeongguk /insane/ if he says otherwise.
“Well, you see—” he clears his throat, unstable. He’s sure the tip of his ears are past crimson. “I thought so, that was until she said Taehyng’s name without me even telling her. And--until a paper with the full recipe of the potion, and the spell, appeared in my own pocket..”
Jeongguk glances at each of their faces, expressions almost unreadable, but he’s sure they think he’s gone completely bonkers.
“Right, I’m not exactly following.” Yoongi voices in over tranquility.
“Right, I’m not exactly following.” Yoongi voices in over tranquility.
“Basically I told him to make the potion for fun and I drank it and went on a set up date with Seojoon and his friends but ended up passing out and waking up next to Jeongguk with whom I then fell in love. Under the effect of the potion, of course.” Taehyung cuts in one breath.
There’s dead beats of deafening silence. Poker faces and side eyes from each of the three.
Namjoon and Jimin stare the pair down, both expectant and encouraging, until sighs and scoffs float the room, and one by one, the three get up and make their way out, heads shaking.
Namjoon and Jimin stare the pair down, both expectant and encouraging, until sighs and scoffs float the room, and one by one, the three get up and make their way out, heads shaking.
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It’s around 7 in the evening when they arrive at the set location at, the place is spacious, but cozy enough for the seven.
They set their baggage at the entrance, and though it’s a break, some staff are still around to film for future Bangtan Bombs as per usual.
It’s around 7 in the evening when they arrive at the set location at, the place is spacious, but cozy enough for the seven.
They set their baggage at the entrance, and though it’s a break, some staff are still around to film for future Bangtan Bombs as per usual.
“Our rooms have already been assigned.” Namjoon announces when they all huddle in the main front room upon having toured the place.
“It goes as follows—” he reads out from the sheet given to them by the staff, and Jeongguk absentmindedly crosses his fingers.
“It goes as follows—” he reads out from the sheet given to them by the staff, and Jeongguk absentmindedly crosses his fingers.
“Seokjin, Yoongi and Hoseok in room one.” The big room, or so the three chant in glee when they fist bump the air, gathering their belongings to get settled in.
“Jimin and Taehyung in room two, me and Jeongguk in room three.”
“Jimin and Taehyung in room two, me and Jeongguk in room three.”
Now of course, Jeongguk should be overjoyed to share with Namjoon, he’s Jeongguk’s favourite Hyung, right?
So why is he taking it upon himself to spontaneously make his way to Jimin and Taehyung’s room, where the two—who are inseparable—gleefully unpack, plotting some sort of life changing strategy to get a room with Taehyung?
Jeongguk doesn’t know, his body doesn’t seem to care.
Jeongguk doesn’t know, his body doesn’t seem to care.
“Jiminie Hyung!” It’s a little late to go back, though he doesn’t exactly know what he’s doing.
“Uh—Namjoon Hyungie.. said.. he—wants to room with you!”
Jeongguk stands tall and proud, chest perked. He’s not quite sure how convincing he looks, but he came up with something.
“Uh—Namjoon Hyungie.. said.. he—wants to room with you!”
Jeongguk stands tall and proud, chest perked. He’s not quite sure how convincing he looks, but he came up with something.
“Really??” Taehyung is the one to question, suspicion in his eyes, and suddenly Jeongguk isn’t so confident anymore.
Jimin stays quiet, narrowing at the younger.
“Yeah.” And if the two notice the tremble in Jeongguk’s voice neither of them mention it.
Jimin stays quiet, narrowing at the younger.
“Yeah.” And if the two notice the tremble in Jeongguk’s voice neither of them mention it.
“Then why won’t he come over here and tell me that himself...?”
Jimin perks a brow in question and Jeongguk thinks perhaps he’s not doing so bad.
“He’s shy!”
And perhaps Jeongguk should have thought this through when Jimin makes his way out.
“Shy? Namjoonie Hyung!”
Jimin perks a brow in question and Jeongguk thinks perhaps he’s not doing so bad.
“He’s shy!”
And perhaps Jeongguk should have thought this through when Jimin makes his way out.
“Shy? Namjoonie Hyung!”
His feet move faster than his mind before Jimin makes it out of the door, echoing Namjoon’s name through the house.
“Namjoon hyung! Is it true you want to room with me?”
Shit.
“Namjoon hyung! Is it true you want to room with me?”
Shit.
Jeongguk’s mind travels at approximately 40 mph when Jimin walks into his and Namjoon’s shared room, it also thinking back to what Taehyung must be thinking of his strange behaviour, though Jeongguk himself can’t seem to figure it out.
“...I—what?”
It’s the sheer panic—or at least that’s what Jeongguk will eventually blame it on—but the younger resorts to using Namjoon and Jimin’s feelings for one another.
“JIMIN HAS A CRUSH ON YOU, HYUNG.”
Jeongguk hands fly to cover his mouth, big fucking mistake.
It’s the sheer panic—or at least that’s what Jeongguk will eventually blame it on—but the younger resorts to using Namjoon and Jimin’s feelings for one another.
“JIMIN HAS A CRUSH ON YOU, HYUNG.”
Jeongguk hands fly to cover his mouth, big fucking mistake.
[kiss scene by the lake pt. 1]
[pt. 2]
[pt. 3, end]
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again, i’m sorry for this awkward way of terminating this au, being s*spended during the process was defiantly not in my plans but it caught me at a time when i’m away and couldn’t come back to it! i had to give y’all one scene.
again, i’m sorry for this awkward way of terminating this au, being s*spended during the process was defiantly not in my plans but it caught me at a time when i’m away and couldn’t come back to it! i had to give y’all one scene.
i love you all lots and thank u for ur patience as i drift back into writing!! i hope you were able to enjoy this regardless of its downs, lots of love!! 💕
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