Minjoon (82 minjoon fanfics)
In which Kyungsoo finds fascination in everything and Jongin thinks he is the most beautiful thing he has ever seen.
The Big Bad Brotherhood of Wolves, or BBB, for short, are very protective of their sweet and naive merman Jimin.
When Taehyung recued a cute hybrid from the streets, he didnt think he would be competing for the hybrid's love, along with 6 other boys.
As the title says 'BTS, in the Chatroom' Jimin creates a Private Groupchat between the members in hopes of building a stronger friendship between the group members filled with heartfelt encouraging
Reality is a burden and love is the cure. A minjoon type of dear john story. "Jimin, I'm sorry.. I'll be there before you know it. He means nothing." - 'park jimin, are you truly living?'
All characters involved just deal with it.
namjoon only remembers the past jimin only knows the future they collide on days that time stands still (au where jimin is immortal and namjoon is a time-traveller)
So i asked for everyone to send me sentences on tumblr and i would write a small fic/drabble! There will be many pairings and polyamory as i do want to work on my writing :)
(Basically I'm using the plot of the drama/manga Absolute Boyfriend.) Seokjin, Min Yoongi, J-hope, Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook are a group of best friends (with absolute no luck in dating) that stumble across a weird man inviting the group to try his 'Night Custom model robot' to be the groups own 'Boyfriend'. They all thought it was a joke so the agreed to it. (Subscribe for updates) Also this is a College fic. That rarely takes place in college lol & lots
When Jimin finds the password to Namjoon's laptop
Five times Kim Namjoon said ‘I love you’ and one time he meant it. Love. Such a simple word yet is able to hold the deepest of meanings...
Colors to shape who you are and how far you’re gonna get. The best are being trained to face battles for humanity.
Jimin felt extremely guilty.
Jimin can count the number of dates he's been on with Namjoon hyung on both hands, both feet, and his cat's paws—when she'll let him play with her fluffy paws. As for counting kisses, he doesn't need paws, feet, or hands to count with, because it's never happened.
Jimin knew that he should've expected the stares, but expecting it didn't make the situation any better. He just wants to reach out. Namjoons eyes widen for a short moment and his face split into a wide smile as he intertwines their fingers.
“It’s okay hyung, let me show you again.” Jimin smiles as he repeats the steps for the nth time that night, Namjoon watches in desperation as his brain easily catches on everything, but his body refuses to cooperate.
Namjoon is a tatto artist. Jimin is a florist. Namjoon has a crush on said florist.
Namjoon and Jeongguk still loved Jimin, just the way he was.
In which everyone in Bangtan fights for the mistletoe for Jimin. Or as they call it, "Mistlefoe."
Namjoon loves to tease Jimin. He adores the way his best friend always gets flustered when he jokes with him. But maybe he has been going a bit too far lately?
Jimin is scared of thunderstorms and Jin just throws him into Namjoon's bedroom. //song!fic
Namjoon is a private investigator, and a genius in his field; Jimin is the unlucky kid that gains his interest.
Jung Min X Hyung Jun pairing. Angst After an Argument with Jung Min, Hyung Jun goes out driving to just relax and is hit by a drunk driver.
well the title says it all
Jimin has problems with his sense of curiosity (and his lack of a lighter) This stranger has attachment issues (but he has a lighter) (And Jimin just wants to smoke)
Hi guys! This is my first story here on this website so I hope you all like it! I really enjoyed roommate and this is one of my favorite ships. So I hope I can make you all feel some happy fluffy feels through this one shot drabble that I did. I also hope you'll continue to support me and stuff by leaving comments and suggestions! I might even take story requests since I'm currently not doing anything~ So yeah! Enjoy my one shot! (P.S. sorry if there's any mistakes. My Kindle is a real