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     A young woman was sitting in a park, all alone. She was bloody and bruised all over. A tall guy approaches her. She looks up from the ground at him. he has rubbing alcohol and bandages. He gives her a gentle smile. Silently, he offers his hand to her, almost as though to say "Let me help you"

     Without hesitation, she grabs his hand, completely trusting him. He looks at her, then very gently starts cleaning her wounds. it was in that moment that she got a good look at his face. she started making out every  shape, crevice, and detail of him that she could see. after what only feels like seconds, she noticed that she was staring and immediately looked down at her feet. Suddenly, he stops what he is doing.

     "Oh my goodness, where are my manners? I am so sorry for not introducing myself earlier. My name is Kim Namjoon, what's yours?" The handsome guy says, rambling.

     "I'm Y/n, nice to meet you." she says back, trying to come off as friendly as possible. "That's a beautiful name, it reminds me of this one actress, oh no wait... maybe she was a singer..."

     "Awww you rambling is so adorable Joonie" she says while giggling, before realizing what she said and become flushed tomato red. she looks over at him and she sees how red his ears are and his how his dimples are so deep, which just makes her blush more. Thank god he laughed it off and said "Almost as much as your tomato colored emabrrassed flush."

     " So... what happened? I mean, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to... I will understand if you don't trust me, I mean we just learned each others' names..." he says uncertain. " It was a bunch of boys from my school, they were harassing my deaf friend and she looked so freightened... I couldn't just sit around and watch..." Y/n says, looking as if reliving the memories. 

     "Some boys are real bugs, aren't they?" He says, thinking of all the boys he has encountered before.

     "You could put it that way, I guess. Definitely is a lot nicer than calling them curse words hehe," Y/n says "Although I never thought of it that way..."

     "Finished!" says Namjoon, wrapping up the rest of her now disinfected wounds, but not without writing something on them that Y/n couldn't see. "Well it was nice meeting you Y/n, until next time." he says, walking to his house who know how far away.

     "Wait, what did you write on here?" she says, curious. But when she turned to look at where the young man had been previously, he was gone. "Huh, that's weird..." 


     At home, Y/n goes to the mirror and finally reads what Namjoon wrote on her bandages...









Boys will be bugs, right?

-Namjoon (Adorable Rambling Boy)

meet me at bangtan coffee house at 12 pm tomorrow. I want to get to know you. Here's my number (***)***-****

please call me if you get the chance! If not, I hope your wounds heal very nicely!


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(six hundred and sixty-seven words)




Hey everybody! I hope you enjoyed this little teaser for this random bts oneshot collection!

just a lil more info about this


- It will be updated randomly

-might have double updates

-I take suggestions, and would appreciate constructive criticism in the comments

-They are mostly based off of my dreams, or what my imagination does with a song that I listen to. for example, this lil fluff thing right here is based off of Cavetown's song Boys Will Be Bugs. really the first time I listened to this song I was on a plane going to NYC and it was in my playlist that was 'made for me'. Anyways, for some weird reason i just thought of Namjoon (idk why) so um yeah

-Some chapters might get steamy so I will put smut warnings before it gets really bad.


Thanks for reading!!!!


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