YoonKook Club: Challenge One ( YoonKook One-Shot ! )

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this is my entry for the first yoonkook

club challenge <3 which is: here!

yoonkook club !!!

i decided to write a one-shot for this

challenge! i wanted to stray away

from an appreciation blog and strive

for something that i really enjoy doing!

i.e. writing!!! i'm a little bit terrified

because i haven't posted my writing

publically for a long long time but-

here it goes i suppose :point_right: 🏻 :point_left: 🏻

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ironically, this challenge is all based

around choosing one word- and well.

here i am presenting almost 3000 words.

i wrote this mini fic paying close attention

to one word that i feel really represents

yoonkook as a relationship and individually-

because come on man, my dude- jungkook

and yoongi are both beautiful. and their

relationship with one another is just.. twice

as beautiful?

this is a work of fiction remember!

i hope you enjoy it :point_right: 🏻 :point_left: 🏻

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it’s when yoongi is listening to jeongguk’s arrangement of ‘begin’ for the millionth time since jeongguk gave it to him four years ago, ( “yoongi-hyung! will you listen to this? please? i made it myself!” ) when his mind starts to wander back years of time. of memories. all at once.

when the prerecorded version of jeongguk’s voice goes,

“ when i was fifteen years old, i had nothing

the world was too big and i was small “

and, yeah.


yoongi knows.

yoongi will always remember how jeongguk looked the first time they stood on a stage side by side- can remember how the likes of park jimin and kim taehyung had tried to comfort him backstage beforehand.

they were all nervous, yes, but jeongguk was feeling the most anxious of them all. their shy little maknae. their main vocalist. the main face that the crowd would see right upfront.

“what if they don’t like me?” yoongi had heard him say, bundled up in a corner with his large ( adorable ) doe eyes and clothes he’d been yet to fully grow into, jimin and taehyung right by his side to comfort him. and it’s funny, because it’s gotten to the time where he has grown now. where it already happened and now twenty-two year old jeon jeongguk exists where the fifteen year old jeongguk once reigned.

the only links to the past jeongguk and this jeongguk are the seemingly innocent doe eyes that get him whatever he desires and ( the presumption of the century as far as yoongi is concerned, ) the fact that jimin and taehyung are still almost always at least ten metres away from him. if not, the other times, they’re closer than ten metres.

yoongi noticed it all, from day one until now, how they huddled together those first few weeks before the three of them inevitably became inseparable. joint at the hip.

however, yoongi discovered pretty early on too that there’s one instant where an interaction with jeongguk doesn’t mean that taehyung and jimin are in tow directly behind him.

like this, like now- like when jeongguk knocks on the door to the genius lab even though he doesn’t have to because he has the code that yoongi gave him- for purposes other than jeongguk coming here to learn how to produce from yoongi himself.

like- “yoongi-hyung? i can’t sleep, can-.. i wanna be here with you. can i?”

and like this, “yeah, gguk-ah. you can.”

( yoongi could tell him that he doesn’t need to ask- but the truth, if you want it, is that yoongi finds the way jeongguk asks too adorable. too, too endearing. )

taehyung and jimin have never followed jeongguk on his midnight trek to the genius lab, not once in the past, and ( at least yoongi hopes ) never in the future. when jeongguk seeks yoongi out, it’s only him. only jeongguk.

it’s only jeongguk who opens the door hesitantly despite knowing that yoongi could never turn him away, his head poking through the space he made between door and frame. “yoongi-hyung-” he says, as cute as ever. his hair is damp and falling below his eyebrows in waves, indicating that jeongguk must have showered before deciding to come here. his face is as beautiful as it always is, a shine to it, a shy redness.

jeongguk enters slowly at first- and then all at once, the door secured behind him as he stands there, quiet for a moment.

and in no time at all he’s scrunching up his facial features similarily to a bunny and saying- “hyung, seriously- you’re listening to this again? ah..”

yoongi smiles, his heart squeezing in fondness and in love, “what, you don’t like listening to your own beautiful voice?”

“..beautiful-” jeongguk actually seems a little stunned by the word at first glance, the redness of his cheeks a little more apparent, eyes falling to the floor, as if the word caught him off guard- but he recovers quickly. of course he does- he's jeon jeongguk.

“hyung. i didn’t come here to listen to myself.”

his cheeks are puffed up and- well. there goes yoongi's heart.

jeongguk is wearing what he usually does on these, his midnight arrivals. dark sweatpants and a shirt that falls lose over his torso. and as he moves towards yoongi, the shirt swings with his movements, his toned sunkissed skin visible for just a second. a second that sends yoongi’s already stuttering heart into overdrive.

yoongi isn't even given a second to process the next few seconds that follow before jeongguk is suddenly leaning over him, as if it's not enough-

a warmth overcomes the back of yoongi’s hand.

yoongi's hand is atop the touchpad of his laptop, the one that’s enunciating jeongguk’s voice- and it- that warmth is jeongguk’s hand yoongi manages to realise through the slightly dazed feeling that overcomes.

jeongguk moves yoongi’s hand across the touch pad and yoongi lets him do so, helpless. he lets jeongguk control the movement of his hand and even his fingers, jeongguk pressing down on them with his own.

he stops the sounds of his own voice. says: “i want to hear you instead” far too close to yoongi’s ear and- and then yoongi’s voice is filling the air of the room instead.

the worst part of it, maybe, is that yoongi can never say no to jeongguk.


yoongi takes a peak of what he can see of jeongguk in their current position, jeongguk still leaning over yoongi- if he wore those clothes from their debut days now, from when jeongguk was only fifteen with so much to learn about the ‘too big’ world, yoongi has no doubt that he’d fit into them a little too tightly- ( tight enough for his thighs and muscles to show- yeah. yeah. )

there was so much fear in him back then, when he was fifteen.

but then, in an instant, it was as if that fear had never even existed.

then, yoongi was watching as jeongguk bloomed for an audience a few steps ahead of him, his whole being flourishing with talent and the desire to please, with confidence you’d never expect of such a shy kid who blushed furiously under the attention of his six hyungs. because when jeongguk was dancing and singing to a crowd of adoring fans with expectations for him as high as the skies, he was showing a part of himself that wasn’t so timid. he was standing there ripping and holding out his innermost unperturbed soul to every other person in that room, regardless of whether they wanted it or not, it bleeding out in his outstretched hands- was saying:

hey, pay attention to me.

the first thought yoongi had was: beautiful.

beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.

jeongguk danced in such a way that everyone watching fell helplessly in love with him, yoongi included. and how could anyone not? each of his movements are, while practiced, effortless. he doesn’t seem real, not with the way the lights shine on him, his skin glowing with all the colours of the rainbow, eyes filled with stars. he’s just so beautiful. yoongi wouldn’t have a hard time believing it if jeongguk came to him claiming “hey, hyung, did you know i’m a magical being from the galaxy of stars and prettiness?” because honestly that would just make more sense.

yoongi looks at him now and- god.

he’s just.. so beautiful, isn’t he?

yoongi even found himself tripping over his own learned dance movements that first night. which.. y’know, it wasn’t exactly good. manger-nim wasn’t happy about it, lecturing yoongi immediately after their first performance had already come and gone-

but yoongi didn’t mind. he wasn’t in the right mindset to care, dizzy with thoughts of the word


he was told things like “this isn't enough,” and “you need to work harder,” but all yoongi could hear ringing in his ears was the way the crowd had screamed jeongguk’s name along with his. along with namjoon’s and seokjin’s and hoseok’s, taehyung’s, jimin’s- jeongguk’s. how could yoongi help but let his eyes wander over to jeongguk, even in the midst of being scolded? over to jeongguk who was smiling as the very definition of the delight that comes after performing?

it’s not that it was yoongi’s first time seeing jeongguk dance either- it wasn’t. all seven of them practiced their dances together into the late hours of the night for months before this performance of theirs. but it was yoongi’s first time seeing jeongguk smiling up at a crowd with pouring affection, the first time he saw jeongguk give himself to each and every spectator through his elegant swan like movements.

following their first performance, jeongguk had still laughed at himself, filled with terrible adrenaline and wonderful anxiety all at once, “ah- that was terrible.” he muttered it under his breath, so, so quiet that you wouldn’t hear it unless you were impossibly tuned in to jeongguk like yoongi was. is.

“beautiful, gguk-ah. you- it was beautiful.” yoongi had told him, hoping his slip of /you/ wasn’t caught. jeongguk had grinned, his cheeks wine stained under yoongi’s recognition. yoongi doesn’t think jeongguk could have ever known back then that he’d receive yoongi’s attention and care like that in the same way and in more ways as time flew them by.

and it wasn’t just then.


yoongi still stands in the shadows watching as jeongguk continues to grow, growing and flourishing even further with each and every performance that comes their way, his smile shining brighter and brighter, stunning yoongi and his heart effortlessly.

and yoongi still tells jeongguk how beautiful each of his performances are. always will.

“how did i do, hyung?”

“beautiful jeongguk-ah, you’re always beautiful.”

one night a couple of days ago, with jeongguk all curled up into yoongi’s chest despite being bigger, with his adorable deer eyes peering up at yoongi from where he snuggled into him, he’d said,

“beautiful, hyung? you always say beautiful- hyung.. why?”

they'd been in the genius lab then, too. where they are now. they'd been sitting on chairs in front of yoongi's desk, yoongi teaching jeongguk how to produce while in the process of producing a song for their new and upcoming album- jeongguk hadn't really been paying attention, evidently.

yoongi could sense how his eyes trailed over yoongi's face, could pinpoint exactly where he was looking. it was like the whole of yoongi's being was zeroed in on him.

jeongguk focused on.. yoongi's eyes. yoongi's nose. yoongi's lips.

it wasn't long until a comforting kind of sleepiness overtook jeongguk, noticeable by how his eyes began to droop, the strands of his hair sticking out in places- it can be told from how jeongguk's fingers curl around yoongi's sleeve, too, tugging.

"'m tired, hyung,"

"go to bed, then."


and that's how jeongguk ended up curling into yoongi's chest with his sleepiness and his bird nest hair- because yoongi is weak for him. he still held onto yoongi's sleeve- of course he did. slurred things like: "prettiest hyung," "you're so pretty yoongi-hyung." things that had yoongi burning from the inside out. he'd replied saying, "you're beautiful jeongguk-ah," ( because, yes, yoongi is weak, whipped, gone, ) and then came jeongguk's sleep filled question.


yoongi hadn’t really given him an answer that night. he hid the way his cheeks heated up, hid the way an answer had come to him within milliseconds of jeongguk’s question.

all he'd done in response was trail his fingers through jeongguk's hair to soothe him to sleep- and jeongguk, already sleepy, content with having won his way into yoongi's arms, fell asleep to the rhythm of yoongi's fingers so easily that yoongi wondered-

does he fall asleep this way with any of the other members?

but, now.

now, with jeongguk next to yoongi- yoongi expects that he's still waiting for his answer.

and it's terrifying because yoongi has no way of knowing how this will play out.

he doesn't know if jeongguk likes him- how could he?

there's always the risk of rejection- but yoongi can't keep this in anymore. it's been.. years.

years of concealment and confinement, years of shoving feelings into boxes, forcefully packing them to the back of his mind only for them to burst open and pour out into yoongi's mind when jeongguk smiles at him.

it was only a matter of time before feelings spilled from yoongi's mouth anyway. they've already been leaking out through his actions with the younger- he isn't even touchy with the other members to begin with.

so- yoongi allows his fingers to tug at the hem of jeongguk's shirt.

jeongguk gasps a little- surprised, probably. it's jeongguk who always grasps onto the edges of yoongi's clothing, jeongguk who pushes his fingers through the rips in yoongi's jeans, jeongguk who pulls and tugs at yoongi's clothing just to get him closer.

but now it's yoongi who's holding onto jeongguk, standing up with his fists full of jeongguk's white shirt. a silver of jeongguk's skin is on display and it's taking all of yoongi's willpower not to rip the shirt off of him.

"hyung -?"

yoongi takes a deep breath- inhales deep, deep, deep. "gguk-ah- i want.. i need to answer your question. i'm.. ready to."

yoongi can hear jeongguk suck in a breath of his own.

it doesn't feel possible that jeongguk could ever like someone like yoongi in that way- not when jeongguk has the entire cosmos in his eyes and is from the galaxy of stars and prettiness- but.. but maybe.

maybe there's a chance that he could.

"tell me, hyung-"

jeongguk moves now, moves a step backward that takes yoongi with him because he can't let go- he's scared to let go. he's scared that saying these things will cause jeongguk to turn away from him, to walk out that door never to return-

it's like jeongguk knows what he's saying because then jeongguk's hand is against yoongi's cheek, his thumb rubbing a small circle into his pale skin before yoongi's cheek is left touchless again, jeongguk's hand falling back to his side- but it doesn't stay still for long, jeongguk prying one of yoongi's fistfuls of his shirt open to replace it with his own hand, fingers pushing through the spaces between yoongi's,

"i just need to hear it from you, hyung. i need you to tell me-"

and that's all it takes.

"jeongguk-ah, i-.. i'm in love with you. i really like you- have for a long time. since our first performance," jeongguk vaguely whispers something like

"seven years.."

before yoongi resumes whatever this is, "it's your fault really. your fault for being so damn beautiful, gguk-ah. you're insufferable."

all jeongguk does is giggle and yoongi thinks: brat. but he holds onto yoongi's hand a little tighter, smiles a little brighter, and yoongi remembers immediately that this is worth it. that he's beautiful.

"i call you beautiful and i cuddle you to sleep and i secretly kiss your forehead while you're asleep and i hold your hand without asking and i do everything you ask of me no matter how ridiculous it is because i love you. and the things i do with you are never ridiculous anyway. the only thing that's ridiculous is how smitten my heart is with you. i won't even lie and tell you that i really like you- it's more than that. it's so much more- i love you." yoongi feels breathless, the relief of releasing his feelings leaving him weightless.

he can't make out how jeongguk's feeling, not by his expression- he's, as of now, unreadable. it scares yoongi enough to try and turn this around, to try and salvage what remains of his assumedly shattered dignity-

"but i understand if you don't feel the same way, i get it-"

yoongi doesn't even get to finish his doubts- because in no time at all, suddenly, jeongguk's lips are on his. and yoongi is sighing into his mouth. and everything is right in the world.

jeongguk surges forward carefully, his hand still intertwined with yoongi's, his unused hand coming up to hold yoongi's cheek with a tenderness. he connects their mouths together, presses his soft lips against yoongi's. it's better than yoongi could have ever imagined- it's everything and more.

it strikes yoongi by surprise as he stands there- unfurling for jeongguk, letting jeongguk lead this- he'd let jeongguk do anything.

jeongguk tells yoongi all he needs to know through the kiss- leans into yoongi like he's all jeongguk has ever wanted, kisses him full until yoongi feels the stars that jeongguk himself is made up of, tilts his head for more, whispers

"i love you too."

they kiss for the first time like this and it’s.. beautiful.

it's beautiful.


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My heart!!! Agh..Honestly this was such a fun, heart-wrenching from cuteness piece. So much fluff!! I really enjoyed it. Thank you for writing this. :)

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2 Reply February 27

i'm soso happyglad that you enjoyed it!!!! :gift_heart: :revolving_hearts: :gift_heart: :cupid: :gift_heart: :cupid: :cupid: :gift_heart: :revolving_hearts: :heartbeat: :revolving_hearts: :heartbeat: :revolving_hearts: :heartbeat: :revolving_hearts: :heartbeat: :cupid: :gift_heart: :revolving_hearts: :revolving_hearts: :heartbeat: :heartbeat: :revolving_hearts: i live for writing fluff ♡

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0 Reply February 28

What a fantastic, fluffy piece. Very well written, thank you for sharing your work with us! :purple_heart: As a fellow yoonkooker, I'd love to congratulate you on being featured too! :kissing_heart:

Two of my absolute favorite lines are:

"He doesn't seem real, not with the way the lights shine on him, his skin glowing with all the colors of the rainbow, eyes filled with stars." And "kisses him full until Yoongi feels the stars that Jeongguk himself is made up of."

Masterpiece... [slow claps] :two_hearts:

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1 Reply February 27

AGH that means so much to me, thank you?:( the fact that you have favourite lines at all is :heartbeat: :heartbeat: :heartbeat: i can't believe you took notice of them! i'm so happy you enjoyed reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it!!! & yEs yoonkookers unite!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<3!! you'Re sO sweet i'm glad you liked it!

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1 Reply 30 days ago

Reply to: 𝒌𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆 | ʸᵒᵒⁿᶜʰ

Lol np - if you'd like to share some more of your works, I'd definitely be interested~ :eyes: :satisfied: :purple_heart:

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