#BtsDrabble

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Find tweet:

[jeanownsme]

somno w jimin

warnings- unprotected sex (dont do it pls 🙏), light choking, somno (consented), latenight sex, dom! jimin sub! reader, dubcon, cumeating, degrading (only once tho), praising, jimin lowk has a daddy kink LMAO, nutting inside, cockwarming at the end

A/N- this was kinda bad im sorry 😭

     “baby are you sure this is okay.. what if i hurt you ?” you boyfriend said, he was so loving and he cared about you so much. thats what made you fall for him. you asked him if you could try something new in bed.. at first he was a bit hesitant, but then he imagined you sleeping and waking up to him inside you.

  “you could never hurt me” you smiled putting your hand over his.

   “i love you okay ?” you leaned over to kiss his cheek, ruffling his fluffy hair. he grabbed your face gently and pulled you closer, his lips kiss onto yours.

   “hehe i love you too cutie”

   jimin couldnt sleep, no matter how hard he tried. he looked over at the time 2:14 am it read, he groaned and leaned back on his pillow what do i do now. he looked over to your side of the bed, you were still sleeping. your leg was over a pillow, hugging it. he looked down and saw your panties showing. ahh you tease whyd you have to only wear a shirt.

   jimin caressed your face, adoring you. how could his girlfriend be so effortlessly beautiful. you looked so cute sleeping, so peaceful. the way your hair covers your face, letting out little snores. he gently removed the pillow and lifted your shirt up, revealing your lower half.

   his dick hardens, his hand makes its way over to your panties. he slides them down to your knees, trying not to wake you. not that you would anyways, you were a deep sleeper. his big hand rubs your ass, giving it a light squeeze. then it makes its way over to your pussy, he gently rubs your clit making figure 8s around it. earning a soft moan you, he smirked and continued rubbing. you slowly started to get more wet, so he stopped.

    pulling his boxers down, he gave his cock a few pumps precum leaking out of it. he wiped it off with his fingers, putting them into your open mouth. unconsciously you sucked on his fingers what a little slut,  his other hand guiding himself into your hole.

   he slowly pushes in, groaning at the stretch. he takes his hand out of your mouth and moves it to your boobs, fingers rubbing over your sensitive nipples. you whined rutting your ass against his dick.

   “ahh- jimin” you moaned in your sleep, moving faster he grabs onto your hips for leverage.

   “fuckkkk y/n you feel so good” his lips kiss onto your neck, you were for sure going to wakeup now, especially because of how hard he was going.

   “j-jimin ?” you slowly woke up, your hands rubbing your eyes, letting out little groaned. his hand lets go of your hip, and goes to your neck.

   “youre fucking dripping princess, youre so cute.”  his other hand rubs at your clit.

   “ahh feels-feels good” you gripped onto your pillow drowning your moans with it. drool starts to drip from your mouth, he was fucking you dumb.

   “oh yeah ? tell me how good it feels, tell daddy how much you need him” he slows down, the hand on your neck squeezes harder.

   “need you so bad daddy please, youre making me feel so good… ahh fuck go faster please” you whined at the sudden loss of motion. he fucks into you faster and rubs your clit, you were so close, he could tell by the way you were squeezing him.

  “f-fuck ahh gonna cum im gonna cum”

  “cum for me beautiful, come on you can do it… i think im gonna cum too” you could feel his breathing on your ear as his voice got shakier. you moaned loudly, cumming around his cock. both his hands now focused on gripping onto your waist.

   “cum inside me, please daddy i wanna get filled” you cried, shaking now from the overstimulation. he squeezed your waist harder as his thrusts got messier. he was in deep, it felt so good. he groaned as he filled you with his cum, he stayed there not pulling out.

   “you did so good cutie” he panted and moved the hair out of your face and kissed your lips. he pulled out, pushing his leaking cum back into your pussy.

  “no no, i want you to stay inside of me” you demanded, putting him back inside and kissing him back.

  “cant get enough of me huh” he jokingly laughed. his arms wrapped around your body, holding you in his arms.

  “of course not” you said, you both laid back and enjoyed each others comfort. drained from what just happened.

[alpacaparkaseok]

7 Secrets Drabbles

The one where Jungkook finds out

This is a Drabble/oneshot based off of my soulmate series “7 Secrets” from the point of view of Jungkook. Namjoon says that Jungkook is the one who originally found out about the soulmates, so I thought it’d be fun to show what happened exactly. Enjoy!

Genre: BTS Soulmate au

Warnings: None as far as I know

Word count: 1.7k 

Song recommendation: “Invisible String” by Taylor Swift

Tapping on the door I wait for a few seconds before peeking my head into the room. Clutching my laptop close to my chest it takes a moment before my eyes adjust to the dimly lit room.

“Oh, hey Jungkook. How’s it going?” One of the staff on the editing team greets me, shuffling around as he clicks around on his computer. 

 “Hey Ji-hoon. Can I borrow your computer again? My editing program crashed, and I really want to get this done.” I hold up my laptop for emphasis. 

Ji-hoon’s eyes trail over to his screen, nodding absentmindedly while he no doubt gets the program up and running. “Uh, yeah. That’s fine...let me just…” He snaps his fingers when he finishes. “There you go! Just don’t go in and mess up my stuff, alright?” He teases me.

 I’m quick to promise him I won’t do anything of the sort. “Are you going somewhere?” I ask as Ji-hoon grabs his jacket. He nods, edging his way toward the door.

“Yeah, meeting up with some friends for dinner. I just stayed a little later so I could get ahead on some stuff. When you’re finished just save everything and shut it down, alright?” With that, Ji-hoon disappears from sight. 

I sigh, settling down into his chair. My eyes grow wide, getting into the zone as I try my best to get back to the point I was in the editing process before my program decided to kick me out. 

 The hours tick by, and I jump up with a shock as I glimpse the time. 

“Oh no,” I groan. “Jin is going to kill me.” I was supposed to help him with our unit song tonight. He’s probably been waiting for over an hour. 

 Quickly, I save and am in the process of trying to send myself the edited video when something catches my eye. On the bottom right-hand corner of the computer is a sticky note. Clearly in Ji-hoon’s writing, which says, “fix opening credits for ep. 64”. 

I furrow my brow. “What episode is he talking about?” It’s been a while since the 64th episode of Run! BTS. I quickly send off my edited video, leaning back in the chair and rubbing my eyes. 

Editing is a kind of twisted hobby of mine. It’s exhausting, but it’s also the most calming thing in the world to me. Once I manage to sit up again I go to power of the computer. A thought pops up into my head. 

 “Ji-hoon seemed like he was in a rush earlier...I should probably help him fix the opening credits for episode 64 so he doesn’t have to worry about it later. That can be my thanks to him for letting me use his stuff all the time.”

Mumbling to myself has long become a habit, and it’s in moments like these that I completely forget I don’t have an audience to narrate every little thing for. 

Rolling my neck and sending Jin a text apologizing for showing up late, I get to work. Jin will understand, he’d do the same.

It doesn’t take me long to bring the files back up, quickly finding the video again. I double click on it, turning the volume down low and double checking that Ji-hoon isn’t about to barge in here demanding to know what I’m doing. 

 The screen is black for a moment, just the words, “Insert opening credits” showing up before big bold letters spill across the screen. 

 Episode 64 - “Back to school” I hum in acknowledgement, we’ve certainly had plenty of school-related episodes in Run! BTS. However, when the scene that first appears is inside a kitchen that I’m sure I’ve never seen before, I’m wracking my brain, trying to place the episode. 

 Quickly pausing it, I pull up the calendar on my phone. If this was episode 64 of Run it would have been in… February?

“We didn’t film anything in February…” I mumble. “Was this already recorded?” I shrug, pressing play. Maybe I’ll remember it once I watch it through. Shaking off the strange feeling in my stomach that forces me to the edge of my seat, I watch with wide eyes. 

 “Soon-ah?” A whisper comes from the audio, although the owner of the feminine voice is nowhere to be found. “Soon-ah? I’m so sorry, did I wake you up?” Indecipherable mumbles respond. “Oh, ok. I was just wondering, could you maybe help me with the map one more time before I leave? I’m scared that I’ve got it all backwards, and I don’t want to be late for my first class because I’m lost.”

Some more grumbling and loud thumping happen before a girl appears in view. She’s chewing on her lip, clearly nervous about something. Heading toward the kitchen she reaches up for a bowl, map tucked under her arm. Looking directly into the camera she gives a cheery wave despite her obvious nerves. I’m pretty sure I’ve lost the ability to breathe. Or formulate sentences.

“You...you…” The words fall from my lips without my consent. “This is…what is this? Where - who…”

I know who that is. Even though she remains nameless to me for the moment, I know exactly who that is. The girl in the screen continues on, completely clueless to my current predicament. She’s humming to herself, pouring a bowl of cereal. I find myself leaning closer, nearly falling off my chair in the process. 

“Wha- what’s the map for? Where are you going? Is there a map I can use that will lead me to you?” The questions dive off my tongue even though I know the chances of the girl before me turning back to the camera and answering them are slim to none. 

 “Do you want me to bring you food, Soon-ah?” The angel asks, eyes looking down the hallway. I’m pinching myself, fighting the urge to cry out and beg her to turn around again. Look at the camera. Look at me. 

 The girl shrugs when she receives an answer that the audio doesn’t pick up. That’s when I notice the microphone clipped to the girl’s clothes. Somehow, these girls are aware and participating in some sort of show… Why didn’t I know about this? 

 Wait, why am I upset about this?

It’s almost as if she hears my thoughts, because the girl is quick to turn around and remind me of exactly why I should be upset about not knowing about her existence earlier. She returns the box of cereal to where it must be resting beside the camera. Looking into the camera again as though it’s an everyday occurrence, she winks. 

 “I’m starting my first day at the university, so if you’re watching this Jungkook, wish me luck. I’ll do my best not to get lost,” she holds up the map to emphasize just how hard she’s trying to not get lost.

 “You...this is for me? I- good luck!” Too many thoughts are rolling around my head now to really get anything straight, but there is one thought that sticks around. I breathe it out. 

 “I never got my results back.” 

 Hand running through my hair at lightning speed I gulp down as much as my lungs will allow. Suddenly the floor has disappeared from beneath me as I remember with a start going in for soulmate testing. The procedures lasted about a week, and we were told that we would be given our results within a couple of months. Counting in my head I strain to remember when that was. Definitely more than two months. 

 More like three years. 

 While we were told beforehand that most results come back as inconclusive, we were actually never told that’s what happened with our tests. I guess I just assumed as much when we never heard back about it. 

 But there’s this girl in a kitchen hunched over eating cereal and studying a map out with such precious concentration that I can’t help but curse myself for being so young and naive and stupid. I should have demanded an answer. 

 A moment passes before another girl hops into the kitchen, the two of them smiling. “Are you excited? I see you’re back to studying that map.” The new girl asks, stuffing her hands in her hoodie as she begins studying out the contents of the fridge. 

 It’s a BTS hoodie, that much I can see. However, when she finally turns her back to the camera I chuckle. More specifically, it’s a Suga hoodie. 

 “Yeah, I think so. It feels nice to take this next step instead of just…” the girl with the map; my girl, sneaks a look at the camera. My heart stutters at the indirect eye contact. “You know. Waiting.”

I jump as my phone suddenly sounds, hardly able to tear my attention away from the scene in front of me. Quickly pausing it I see Jin’s contact photo taking up the screen of my phone, and I answer it.

“Where are you?” 

 I don’t bother to answer his question as a sob I didn’t realize I was containing rips through me. “Hyung! H-hyung you won’t believe this.”

“Kook where are you? Is everything al-”

“Soulmates, hyung! We have soulmates! And they never told us, they’ve kept them from us, but they’re real and...and mine is going to the university and she’s so nervous and-”

“Jungkook,” Jin breathes out in wonder. “What happened? Where are you?”

I’m already a step ahead of him, quickly exporting the video and sending it to my personal email. There’s no way I’m losing this, not now that I finally know. 

“I’m still at work, I’m on the bottom floor.” My voice still wavers, but it’s growing steadily harder as the fire within me threatens to set everything it touches alfame. Starting with Bang PD. “Just, wait for me, ok? Meet me in the conference room on the second floor. I have something to show you.”

I don’t even wait to hear a response before I’m up, reluctantly closing out of the computer before bolting out the door and up to the second floor. Holding my laptop close to my chest I dial another number, the tears already flowing as I hear his voice. 

 “Hey Kook, what’s-”

“Joon,” I croak out, the tears making my throat close up. “I need you to listen to me, this is important.”

Taglist: @taylorroe3 @mae-musicbitch @agustneeds @eusticenatalie @heartblackerthancoffee

[xsatnica]

Twitter Adventures | BTS One-Shot.

REQUESTS FOR ONE-SHOTS: OPEN. 

 Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Fandom:

방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS

Characters:

Min Yoongi | Suga

Park Jimin (BTS)

Jeon Jungkook

Jung Hoseok | J-Hope

Kim Namjoon | RM

Kim Seokjin | Jin

Kim Taehyung | V

Additional Tags:

Shit goes down

No Smut

Crack

Humor

some inapropriate words in

but its ok it ain't that explicit

yoongi is scarred

Flustered

namjoon too

the rest of them are confused as hell

namjoon lurks in twitter

Language: English

Words: 1209

“ What does it write?” he asked as Jimin leaned over and read the tweet but not out loud. “Something about wet and panties-“

Namjoon groaned weakly and hid his face with his hands. Jungkook was still confused but mocked his hyung’s reaction.

“Wet and panties? Hmm, perhaps the fans posted about their laundry?” Hobi spoke out and Namjoon began laughing hysterically at that.

“Yea, I think that this is what it is-“ Tae agreed.

( Or the one where Namjoon decides to go through twitter and discovers some nsfw things the Armys tweet. Yoongi gets scarred from a nsfw post too, the rest of the boys are just confused. )

***

Everyone were gathered in the large living room of their dorm. However, despite the room being full with seven guys, it was oddly quiet.  Everyone were laying on the large couches located right in front of windows and a tv screen attached to a wall. Namjoon held a large iPad in his hands, his eyes focused on the screen, he was playing 'Among Us' to kill time while the rest were watching some Kdrama going on the large tv screen. It was one of the rare nights where they could spend in like this, exhausted from their practices and simply enjoying their break. Yoongi was already asleep while Hobi and Taehyung were munching on some dumplings, leaning against each other for better support. Jungkook, Jin and Jimin were the only ones actually focused on what was on the television. Namjoon died for the hundreth time and closed the app, sighing in frustration. He eventually looked around to see what the boys were doing, noticing they were oddly quiet since they usually were a full chaotic circus, especially on interviews. Mentioning interviews, Namjoon decided to just go on Twitter and scroll on his feed, perhaps interact with fans on Weverse later on. The boys were so busy that at some point they couldn't balance between practices, interviews, having a break and interacting with fans. But they always managed to have time to talk with ARMY. It was their favorite thing to do, knowing so many people loved them and supported them. The twitter app loaded and he saw how many notifications the official account had. He was used to it already, so so used to it. At the beginning, a year or two after their debut, he remembered, that it was chaotic for them all. They truly wanted to answer every mention, to see every like and retweet they got, but it was exhausting and impossible to do. Upon scrolling on the Twitter feed, nothing interesting was happening since they were following celebrities, producers and some staff from Big Hit. However, Namjoon decided to check up on fans in particular on twitter so he typed on the searchbar bts and the hashtag came out. Upon clicking on it, he began scrolling down until he regretted it. Well, some tweets were appreciative, loving, it warmed his heart. But others were just- "Watcha looking, hyung?" Jungkook whisper-yelled and Namjoon jumped in his seat. His eyes grew wide and he swallowed thickly, shaking his head. Before he could answer, the younger was already leaning over to glance at the tweet Namjoon had paused on. "What the fu-" Jungkook exclaimed and everyone turned their heads toward them. "Shhhh, the kdrama is spicy, stop talking-" Jimin scowled as Hobi and Taehyung kept munching, obviously confused as of to what exactly was happening. “Yo, you gotta see this- I mean- i-it’s in English but judging by hyung’s face, he seems quite . . .pale and shocked. “ Jungkook spoke, laughing quietly. Namjoon swallowed as he immediately scrolled down but Jungkook immediately took the iPad from his hands and got back onto the tweet from earlier. “Look at this-“ “No, give it back-“ Namjoon protested, cheeks flushed in crimson as he tried to take it back but since it was in Jin’s clutch now, he couldn’t take it. “ What does it write?” he asked as Jimin leaned over and read the tweet but not out loud. “Something about wet and panties-“ Namjoon groaned weakly and hid his face with his hands. Jungkook was still confused but mocked his hyung’s reaction. “Wet and panties? Hmm, perhaps the fans posted about their laundry?” Hobi spoke out and Namjoon began laughing hysterically at that. “Yea, I think that this is what it is-“ Tae agreed. Yoongi who was already awake and a little annoyed by them talking sat up and rubbed his eyes. He took the iPad from Jin’s hands and read the tweet. He didn’t seem fazed, he understood English a bit more than Jin,Jungkook,Tae and Jimin. “Our fans are horny for us-“ he said calmly and gave it back to Jin. Gasps filled the room. “W-what?” Tae stuttered, “what-I-how-“ he sounded like a broken record. Jin hid his mouth with his hand, eyes staring at the tweet as Hobi and Jungkook began laughing. Their cheeks were also red despite of that. Namjoon sighed heavily and shook his head. “W-well, they- they are- “ he tried to explain but couldn’t find the right words for it. Jin kept scrolling down until he found a NSFW art of one of the boys. “WHAT THE FU-“ Jin was completely shocked as he gave the iPad to Jimin who was quite confused but as soon as he saw the pictuer, he was amazed. “Wow- “ “What is it-“ Hobi whined as Jungkook leaned over. Both of them gasped and slowly pulled away. “The-these fans, I tell ya..” Hobi stuttered, obviously flustered. “They do have skills- “Jimin commented, licking his plush lips. Namjoon finally snatched the iPad off their hands and turned twitter off. The room was filled with silence again. “What did you expect, that everyone will post only non-sexual things about us?” Yoongi called out with raspy voice from the sleep. “Hyung” Jungkook whined and tried to take the iPad off Namjoon’s hands, “I wanna see more, “ “You won’t understand the tweets, most of them are in English.” He protested back ,readjusting his large glasses. He was caught off guard when Yoongi took the iPad again and turned on twitter. Everyone gathered by his side as Namjoon didn’t move. He was still too shocked to do so. “Okay, let’s type our names one by one and see what comes out? I wanna see what our fans have to say. “ Jimin suggested devilishly. Yoongi quirked an eyebrow but decided to do so, he was rather intrigued as well. Taehyung and Jungkook hid their faces as soon as Yoongi typed his own name first in the search bar of twitter. Hobi, Jin and Jimin were staring curiously into the screen, somehow managing to just understand some of the words being said. “What does it say?” Jungkook asked as Yoongi stopped on a certain tweet. “Well…” he trailed off- “It says that uh- that- “ he tried to explain it but stopped, growing extremely flustered. The tweet said: @xfjgeititr Yoongi can fuck me until my legs shake and I squirt. Everyone stared expectedly at Yoongi but he just couldn’t bring himself to say those things out loud. He just let out a low curse, growing flustered and extremely hot all of a sudden. “It-it says that uh, they want me to do…things to them… “ Yoongi finally explained as Taehyung’s wide brown eyes widened. “Ooh, like, cook for them or something?”  The rest of them nodded in heads, agreeing with Tae. Namjoon began laughing loudly at that because he knew that the tweet that Yoongi read was definitely not cooking. “Y-yea, something like that…” he stuttered, “okay, let’s go to bed, It’s late and I am tired. “ he closed the twitter tab and rose up from his seat. Everyone whined loudly in protest. Namjoon took the iPad with him, making sure they won’t get access to it. He didn’t want to scar the rest of them at all.

[kutemouse]

Prompt List

Dislaimer: Pretty much none of these are mine. I took them, or inspiration for them, from Tumblr and the rest of the net.

Rules

1. I only write these one-shot imagines/drabbles for BTS. Occasionally, I’ll throw in another kpop idol as a minor/side character, but I’ll be honest I’m not very knowledgeable about any other group besides BTS.

2. Give me only 2-3 prompts, no limit on number of members though. I’ll write OT7 imagines all day, every day if that’s what you want.

3. No word count limit. I’ll make it as long or short as the prompt demands ;)

4. If you’d like more or less smut/angst/fluff than the prompt implies, add that in your request and I’ll make it happen.

5. My set of Masterlist rules applies. No abuse, no weapons, nothing with minors. Everything else is pretty much free game (gimme ALL the kinks)! If I find your request potentially controversial, I simply won’t do it or ask you to edit then resubmit it.

Fluffy/Romantic Prompts

Tell me again/Say that again.

I could get used to waking up next to you.

Can I kiss you?

It’s lonely here without you.

You’re comfy. You’re my pillow now.

You make me happy.

You’ve shown me what love truly looks like.

Don’t be ridiculous, I want to stay up with you.

It was you the whole time.

Look at us, we’re basically a couple already.

I didn’t think you could get any more romantic.

I really want to kiss you.

You talking in your sleep is fucking cute.

Can we just lie here for a moment longer?

It’s okay, I couldn’t sleep anyway.

How about a kiss?

Your hugs are the best thing ever.

I can’t imagine a world without you.

You’re so cute when you’re still half-asleep.

You’re the only one I wanna wake up next to.

Do you know how beautiful/handsome you are? It’s making me crazy.

Do you need a place to stay tonight?

You are my one and only true love.

I don’t want to sleep alone tonight.

We’ll do it together.

You seem shy, but you’re so damn cute.

If you don’t tell me to stop, I’ll end up kissing you.

Do you trust me?

Here, let’s share the blanket.

You’re the only person I want to be with right now.

You’ve always felt like home.

Why haven’t you kissed me yet?

I’ve been falling for you since the day we met.

You own my heart.

Can I keep this? It smells like you.

Please don’t cry. I can’t stand you crying.

I don’t think anyone’s ever said that to me before.

Is that my shirt?

I’m right where I belong.

You smell so damn good.

You’re cute when you’re grumpy.

C’mere you, I’ll rub your back.

I’m not going anywhere.

You’re the most beautiful/handsome thing I’ve ever seen.

You make every day a dream.

I’m only me when I’m with you.

You seem quite nice for such a good-looking a girl/boy/person.

This party was boring ‘til you got here.

I wonder why everyone keeps trying to set us up?

I can’t take my eyes off of you.

I wouldn’t want to be trapped with anyone else.

Come back, it’s too early to get out of bed.

I’m not going to stop annoying you until you give me attention.

Hush, baby, you’re safe. I won’t ever let you go.

Just pretend to be my date/boyfriend/girlfriend/significant other.

It’s not a double date, we’re just third- and fourth-wheeling.

What made you say yes to this blind date?

I like the way your hand fits in mine.

I love that your voice is the first thing I hear each day.

You can call me whenever... even if you don’t have a reason to.

You look so cute, I could kiss you right now.

You’re my inspiration.

Your hair is so fucking soft.

Don’t get up baby, I’ll do it.

Star-gazing was such a good idea.

I think I love you.

You look amazing in the moonlight.

Shut up and kiss me.

It’s always been you.

Marry me.

Angsty/Sad Prompts

You mean way more than just a one-night stand.

Are you even listening to me?!

I thought I could trust you.

Not everyone is going to hurt you.

I want to believe you, I do.

Fuck you.

You broke my heart, and all you can say is ‘I’m sorry?’

I can’t stand the very thought of you.

I don’t trust myself around you.

That’s not what I mean and you know it.

You’re going to just leave me here?

I think you’re just afraid to be happy.

How much of that did you hear?

I like me better when I’m with you.

We need to talk.

Can’t you stay just a little longer?

You were always too good for me.

I don’t want to be alone right now.

Don’t you dare leave me.

Don’t. I don’t want to hear your pathetic excuses any more.

I can’t keep fucking these random girls/boys/people and pretending they’re you.

I don’t know if I want to love or hate you.

I tried my best to not care about you, but I failed.

You expecting someone?

It’s not that easy.

He/she/person is hot, but evil.

I’m too sober for this shit.

I think I’m in love with you, and that scares the shit out of me.

We’re more than friends, and you know it!

I can’t sleep.

Do you really think that little of me?

Fuck, I’m lonely.

What the hell is wrong with you?!

You love yourself more than you could ever love me.

Compliments don’t mean shit.

Tell me I’m wrong.

Why am I not surprised?

I can’t stand the thought of you.

You’re not going anywhere.

I might never get a chance to say this again.

You drive me fucking crazy.

There’s no us. There never was.

I’m sorry things had to go down this way.

You’re in love with someone else?

I can’t stay away from you.

Am I too late?

You couldn’t handle me even if I came with step-by-step instructions.

You make me want things I can’t have.

I know I’ve screwed up, but I can make it right.

You’re a terrible liar, you know.

I’m not gonna lie, this isn’t how I wanted things to go down.

I still believe there’s a good person in you.

You’re making me think they were right about you.

I’m taking a chance on you here.

I made a mistake.

I never hated you... you just made me feel things I didn’t understand ‘til now.

No, I’m not letting you go.

Please look at me.

Is he/she/person really just a friend?

Space is the last thing I want with you.

I know you still love me.

I can’t think straight when it comes to you.

Why are you so damn stubborn?!

Don’t do this.

You never had a problem with it before.

I know I shouldn’t be here.

You deserve better.

Can we just kiss one last time? For memory’s sake?

I swear I’ll do things different/better this time.

He/She/Person is beautiful/handsome. I hope he/she/person makes you happy.

Smutty Prompts (18+ only)

You seem like a bad boy/girl/person.

Such a needy little thing, aren’t you?

Watch me.

Come sit on my lap ‘til I’m done working.

If you insist.

Steal the covers one more time, and I’ll use your body to warm me up.

You’d better watch your fucking mouth.

Behave... or else.

I can’t wait to be on my knees for you later.

Like what you see?

Look at you, you’re already shaking.

I love the way you look with my fingers inside you.

Yes, I’m a bad boy, so I like bad girls.

What are you doing in my bed?

You better shut that pretty mouth before I put it to work.

Once we start, I won’t be able to stop.

I’ve never needed to be fucked this badly.

If you don’t stop, you won’t be able to walk for a week.

Don’t tease so much.

Is that a promise?

Could he/she/they make you feel as good as I do?

I don’t give a fuck. You look hot enough to fuck right here, right now.

Don’t force my hand, or I will punish you.

First one to make a noise loses.

If you’re going to act like a brat, then I’ll treat you like a brat.

I’m sorry, does that feel too good?

I wonder what they’d say if they knew what you were doing right now.

Who said it had to be on the bed?

If you interrupt me one more time, so help me god.

Try to be quiet, okay?

You want to do this now? In public?

Make me.

You’ve got to be quiet or else every will know what a naughty girl/boy/person you are.

I can’t wait to be inside you later.

See that mirror? I’m going to make you watch me fuck you.

I haven’t even touched you, and you’re already this wet.

Quit teasing, or else.

If you don’t like what I’m doing, why are you moaning so loud?

Oh, you’re in trouble now.

If you keep moaning like that, I won’t be able to stop myself.

You’re mine now.

If we get caught, I’m blaming you.

If you leave the house wearing that, I’ll bend you over the bed the second you get home.

I’ll race you.

Quit distracting me.

Awww, you’re playing hard-to-get. That’s cute.

If you keep acting like a brat, you’ll give me no choice.

Come here, now.

Make a sound and it’s game over.

Okay, but we’ll have to be quiet.

On your knees.

Wanna see what I’m wearing underneath all this?

Say it. Use your words.

Don’t fucking touch what isn’t yours.

There are people around, though.

I’m gonna fuck you so good you won’t even remember that asshole’s name.

Do it. I dare you.

I know for a fact you can be a hell of a lot louder.

Oh baby, you know you shouldn’t tease.

You’ll never, ever take me to bed.

I won’t touch you ‘til you beg me to.

I’ll bet you money that he/she/person is a beauty on the streets, but a beast between the sheets. (Or some variation of this lol)

You know, there wasn’t a single thing to eat here until you walked in.

I don’t care what you do, just fuck me.

Let me show you what happens when you don’t follow the rules.

Spread your legs baby, I want to see how pretty you are.

Against the wall.

Fuck, just like that.

Suck.

Can you feel how turned on I am?

[hoseokslefteyebrow]

IDOL - drabble

Pairing : Jeon Jungkook x reader x Kim Taehyung

A/N : Something I came up with a while ago and never really finished.

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November, 17, 2012

You huffed out in the cold as you waited for your boyfriend in front of the trainee company building. He wanted to become an idol, and was close to debuting with his band, you remembered. Your phone went off in your pocket, signaling that you've got a call. You looked at the screen and saw your boyfriend's name, making you sigh. " Hey." You smiled as you picked up.

" Hey, Y/N. I'm sorry but I can't come and meet you, I have to keep practicing to stay in shape and stuff." He told you as your smile fell. " Oh, okay. It's fine. Bye, I geuss. Don't overwork yourself." You said as you started walking back to the train station. You were from Daegu, and had come all the way here to meet him. But like always, his idol training was more important. " Don't worry, I won't. Bye!" He yelled before he hung up, leaving you all alone in the cold once again.

December 25, 2012

" Happy birthday kiddo." Your best friend for thirteen years told you as he ruffled your hair. " Yeah, happy birthday, you're a year closer to death now love." Your other best friend Riccardo smiled cheekily. " Seriously? We're two years older than her." Ivan huffed as Riccardo shrugged. You've known Ivan since you were born ( Literally, he was there the day you were born due that your parents are childhood friends.) And met Riccardo when you were four. " Is the rest here yet?" Ivan asked you as you shook your head.

" They're coming tonight." You smiled. " Has your boyfriend felicitated you yet?" Riccardo asked as he shook his head. " I'm gonna call him, he's supposed to have a break now anyway." You said as the two boys nodded. You walked off to the hallway and called said boy. " Hello?" He picked up. " Hey, it's me." You smiled. " Hey, what's up?" He asked. " Nothing much, how's your training going?" You asked. " We're doing really well! We're probably debuting next year." He said. You could feel how passionate he felt about his music.

" Aren't you forgetting something?" You asked excited. " Ehh, is it valentines day?" He asked as your smile fell. " Just joking, merry chrismas babe." He said as you frowned. He forgot. " Merry christmas." You wishpered back. " Hey, something wrong?" He asked as you sniffed. " No, but I, ehh, I've gotta go. You know, celebrate christmas." You said. " Okay, bye babe. Have fun!" He said before you hung up and couldn't contain your tears anymore. He forgot about you, again.

March, 04, 2013

You were in Hunter's parents' cafe with your best friends Soojun, Hunter, Daeshim, Ivan and Riccardo. Soojun and you are classmates and Daeshim is Hunter's cousin, you met both off them on a playground in your neighborhood. " Okay, enough about Riccardo abd his one night stands. How are things going in Y/N's relationship." Hunter said as everyone turned their attention to you.

" I don't know, really." You sighed. " What, why? Is something wrong?" Daeshim asked. " I don't know. We just don't talk as much as before, and everytime I try to meet him, he calls off." You pouted. " Maybe you should break up with him, the last time you saw him was what, three months ago? And didn't he forget your birthday?" Soojun asked, you trust his opinion the most because he's had a few boyfriends before, yes he's gay. " Wait up, he forgot your birthday?! I know that I only have one night stands these days and don't even know their names, but I did remember my girlfriend's birthday! Back when I still dated that is. " Riccardo yelled upset.

He did not take it well on how your boyfriend was treating you. " He's just busy I geuss and-" You were cut off by your phone, which went off. " Who's calling?" Ivan asks. " Geuss what, it's the devil himself." Daeshim said as he looked at your phone screen. " Put it on the speaker." Ivan told you as you nodded. " Hey, how are you?" You asked once you picked up. " Yeah, err, I'm good. What about you?" He asks. " So am I." You smiled.

" Nice, err Y/N. I ehh- Damn, there's really no simple way to say this. I want to break up." Your boyfriend's voice cut trough as your smile fell. Ivan moved to grab your phone but Riccardo stopped him. " What, why?" You asked as tears build up in your eyes. " It's just that long distance relationships don't work." He told you as you choked on a fake laugh, Daeshim throwing an arm around you. " What? You're from Busan, I'm from Daegu, we've always had a- You know what, whatever. Goodbye." You said.

" No, wait, can't we at least be frie-" He got cut off when you hung up. " What an asshole!" Riccardo yelled. " You know what, he can go bury hjmself in his idol shit, let's go to that karaoke bar and show people hiw toxic you can be on the beat." Ivan smiled as you smiled a bit. He wasn't wrong, you were toxic on a beat. You were a very fast and good rapper. You had no problem with rapping to songs of Eminem or something alike.

" Let's show them who's the boss."

Present

" Is everybody ready?" Your band's manager, Jaehyun asks as everyone in the room nods. " Awesome, alright Phoenix, you are going on stage and you'll own the place, got it?" Jaehyun smiled. " Oh, we will." Riccardo smirked. " C'mon guys." Your band's leader Jaewon said as he stuck his hand out everybody else's joining. " Never giving in,-" Jaewon started. "Never back down, The Phoenix." You all yelled together before standing in your positions to start dancing.

You and the guys have been scouted for Bighit Ent the day you did karaoke in that bar. Jaehyun saw how good of a team you were and now you were on the same lines as your ex's band once was. Dubuting in Melon Music Awards.

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Jungkook couldn't believe it. That girl on stage, she looked so much like you. The way she walked, the way she danced, even the way she blinked. " Hey, Jk, doesn't she look like your ex?" Jimin asked as he nudged him. Jimin had met you when you came all the way from Deagu to wave him goodbye and wish him luck. " She does. But Y/N was never into music from what I remember." Jungkook said, his eyes not leaving your dancing form on stage. His eyes widened as you started rapping.

You had such a demanding stage presence that it almost made him rap allong with you, if he knew the lyrics that is.

" Damn, she's hot." Taehyung said to Jungkook as Jungkook gave him a weird look. " She's my ex." Jungkook told him as he shrugged. " Well, that means that she's single right? " Taehyung smiled.

[oldsouls123-blog]

Hell hath no fury (Jungkook Mafia!au)

Pairing - Jungkook X Mafia female!reader

Genre - Mafia!au

Warning - Mention of homicide

Rated - PG13

Word count - 1.5k

You took a sharp turn and parked the Bentley near the entrance of the building. The gang members were waiting patiently for your signal. They had arrived earlier to ensure the legitimacy of the place.

You stepped out of the car in an all black pantsuit. The monotony was broken by your diamond choker. You slammed the car door shut and walked towards the building, throwing a side glance to the other members. 

The building was extremely quiet and poorly lit. The only sounds were that of the muffled footsteps.

Your eyes calmly searched the man who you had come to strike a deal with. And then you saw it. 

Right in the middle of the parking lot, there was a desk in a made up spotlight. A very handsomely dressed man leaned against it with dozens of men behind him who were shrouded by the shadows.

"You're late" Jeon Jungkook said coolly. 

"I'm not. I said I'd be here at midnight and it is still 2 minutes to 2400." You said in an even icier tone. Your eyes roamed his body to see any signs of a concealed weapon. Your inspection was interrupted by his observation.

“We agreed on a no weapons policy on the leaders. I can clearly make out the gun taped to your chest behind your right breast pocket.” He said as backed away from the spotlight and merged into the darkness. 

“Sharp eyes but not a sharp mind. You could have done a better job at hiding the gun than just stuffing it into your belt.” You said moving towards him causing him to step back into the light.

“Huh, you’re not bad.”

“Wait till you see my best, Jeon. Anyway, can we move ahead with the deal?”

“The deal, yes. I do not wish to make the deal here, Y/n” He said as a matter of fact.

“Whatever do you mean, Jeon?” It took everything you had to maintain your demeanour.

“This place is too risky and too many variables are involved.”He said while looking at your gang members.”Let’s take it somewhere safer. Come to my hotel room. It will be just the two of us.”

The absurdity of his request made you want to laugh. On top of that he had humiliated you and your gang. Was he confusing to be another whore who would give into his charms? If you could have it your way, you would just empty the entire cartridge into his chest cavity. Your gang stood frozen in the back. They knew that you would never tolerate disrespect.

Everyone knew there was no deal getting signed anymore. Jungkook had changed his mind at some point and he was now just looking for some quick fun. He may even make you change your mind and make you his side bitch for a month or two.

Since there was no point of hoping for a deal you thought of taking up any opportunity Jeon Jungkook was offering.  

“Let us go then” you said while flashing Jungkook a quick smile.

Jungkook cocked an eyebrow but still made a way towards his car and let you in. You told your gang to back and that you will be late. Your gang who was prepared and hoping for a bloodbath remained glued to their place. Meanwhile Jungkook gunned the engine and your drove off at sixty over the limit.

While on the highway you noticed in the rear view that some of the members of Jungkook’s gang were following him trying to maintain some distance. You picked up your phone to text someone.

“Who are you texting?”

“My mom because I won’t be home tonight.” You said and joking gave a curt nod. You searched for signs of guilt but he had murdered those feelings long ago.

You reached the hotel and stepped out of the car. The cool night air was a relief as compared to the stuffy car air. You closed your eyes while savouring the night. You caught Jungkook staring at you, a small smile playing at his lips. 

“What? Let’s go inside” You said laughing and tugged at his arm. The surprise in his eyes was crystal clear.

Both of you took an elevator to the 8th floor and walked through the hallway into his deluxe room. The room was full of all the luxuries you could accept. You walked inside admiring the mood lights and marble floor cool against your bare feet as you had taken of your killer stilettos. Jungkook called out from behind you, ”There is some champagne at the bar, Y/n.”

“Oh, let’s drink then!” You said excitedly and poured two flutes of champagne and handed one to Jungkook. You both clunk your glasses.

“To the real us” You said smiling.

“I’d drink to that” Jungkook smirked and took a sip. You brought the glass to your lips and your eyes immediately fell on the music system. You walked towards the system and pressed shuffle. A fun tune started playing.

You turned towards Jungkook who was still enjoying his champagne; you beckoned him to come join you. He looked at you contemplating. 

“Oh come on, what kind of man you are to let a lady dance all alone” you whined. Jungkook raised his hands in surrender and came over to join you.

You both grooved with the music for a while before Jungkook started feeling dizzy and you helped him sit on the couch.

“I am not used to dancing, Y/n.”

“Oh no. Don’t blame yourself. It’s the drug I gave you. I’d be pretty disappointed if it hadn’t started to work.” You said as a matter of fact.

Jungkook's hand immediately went to his belt where is hoped to find his beloved gun.

”Uh uh. You won't find anything there." You took Jungkook's gun out of the inner pocket of your suit. "I took this baby out when I clung on to you oh-so-dearly while you gazed lovingly at me" You said in a sickly sweet tone. 

You sat on the other couch as you saw Jungkook hyperventilating. 

"So since you're paralyzed here. I'll let you in on my plan. Isn't that what villains are supposed to do? So I knew from the very beginning that you were not going to sign the deal and your escapades as the neighborhood fuckboy were not unknown to me."

"Oh and I wasn't going to honor your deal or whatever even if you had signed it. I know you were just trying to get inside my pants anyway."

"I realized that with you Jeon Jungkook - freedom cannot be bought. It can only be taken" 

"Yeah yeah I'm hoping for your gang to rebel and to see some major bloodbath etcetera etcetera." You said while rolling your eyes.

"But it's worth it in some way. You were thinking I'd whore myself to you, right? I'll pull this trigger just to prove that these hands are meant for killing and not fondling balls of men like you.Ever heard of the saying - Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned? Yeah, I try to be that woman."

You picked up your phone and dialled up a number while putting it up on speaker.

"Hey mom, come on up now" you said in a sing song manner.

"On it Boss" said one of the members of your gang. Jungkook eyes got wider. You roamed around the room as Jungkook's eyes stared at you helplessly. His puppy eyes couldn't fool you. He would kill you in a heartbeat if the tables were turned.

"What took you so long?" You said to your gang member as he crept into the suite. You passed Jungkook's gun to him.

"I was dodging his puppies" he said while throwing a disgusting look at Jungkook who lay sprawled on the sofa.

"Get rid of him, will you. Tell the gang to be prepared. We're taking over his gang. Those who don't oblige...well you know what to do" You left the member to do his job while taking out your own gun and bracing yourself for the people on the other side of the door.

[its-joyvely]

Why

genre: fluff/angst

word count: 375

A/N: just a random drabble I thought of :’)

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Why. Why are you so beautiful? Why is it that whenever I think of you, my heart skips a beat and my cheeks are tinted with pink? Why do I smile when I imagine your smile, why do I laugh when I hear your laugh, and why do I cry when I see your tears? Why has your joy become my joy and why has your pain become my pain?

Why. Why do you make me feel a way nobody else can make me feel? Why do your warm hugs engulf me and why does your embrace make me feel secure? Why do your kisses stop time and absolutely make me melt?

Why. Why is it that when my eyes meet yours there are sparks brighter than fireworks? Why is it that when our hands touch it sends tingles down my spine? Why is it that when we sway back and forth in our living room even the deepest of nights are illuminated by the lights of our love?

Why. Why am I so inseparable from you? Why does every little thing in my daily life remind me of you? Why does every second spent away from you feel lacking? Why does your presence make me whole again?

Why. Why did you leave me? Why did you break your promise when you told me we would be together forever? Why did you lie when you said you would never leave me alone? Why did you tell me to not give up? Why did you tell me to move on and love someone else as much as you loved me and as much as I loved you? Why did you tell me everything would be okay when clearly I’m not? Why can’t I move on when it’s been so long? Why does everything still remind me of you? Why aren’t you there for me when I need you? Why can’t you be here with me right now when I need you so badly?

I’ll never know why. There are so many questions that will never be answered since you are gone. But one thing I know for sure is that I will never forget you. You might have left, but you are always with me.

[filterjeons]

[11:43]

dom!jungkook x reader

“Does that feel good, little baby?”

You couldn’t even form words, throwing your head back from the pleasure his thigh was giving you. In a normal situation, you wouldn’t think that you would be riding your boyfriend’s thigh but here you are right now. It actually felt really good and the way Jungkook’s thigh was toned and muscular nearly made you cum on the spot.

He chuckles at your reaction, flexing his thigh and watching you whine loudly. “Do I need to repeat myself?”

“Y-yes, it feels so good.”

Jungkook felt a bit bad that he’s not doing anything to you but your face of pleasure makes up for it anyways. He guides your hips to move faster and starts kissing your neck, for sure leaving hickeys on there.

“O-oh, I think I’m gonna cum.”

“You’re going to cum already? And it hasn’t been a few minutes yet.”

“It just feels too good though…”

“Aww, that’s a shame. Because I want you to cum on my dick, not my thigh.”

“No, no, I wanna cum!” You started to whimper, your pace picking up on the rough material of his jeans. The speed of your hips and the feeling of the denim on your pussy made you want to cum immediately.

“Could you hold on for a minute?”

You nodded pathetically, nuzzling your face in his neck. Jungkook starts to take off your shirt, eventually ripping the material and bra because he was too impatient.

He attacks your boobs, sucking on your nipple and playing with the other one. You let out a bigger moan, your whole body feeling so much pleasure.

Jungkook pulls away from the nipple, giving you a kiss that’s basically his mouth and tongue dominating yours before giving the neglected boob the same treatment.

You could feel your high approaching, the familiar feeling of cumming starting to make its way.

“Are you going to cum now?” He whispers in your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

You nodded frantically, going at a really fast speed with your thighs. Jungkook helps you move your hips faster in an attempt to chase after your orgasm.

“It’s okay baby, cum for me now. Cum for daddy.”

The last line was the tipping point, your head was thrown back with pleasure as you came hard all over his pants. Jungkook looked at your face with awe before feeling the wet spot on his jeans.

“You came hard, little baby.” He snickers, giving you a soft kiss. You were sensitive after your last orgasm and he places you on the bed.

“Did I ruin your jeans?”

“It’s okay, I can always buy another pair. But do you think you can handle my dick after riding my thigh?”

“Yeah Jungkook, I want your big dick inside of me.”

“Of course you do babygirl.”

a/n: i hope you enjoyed this short and sweet drabble! im sorry i haven’t been active that much but this is to make it up :’)

[vinetae]

Lesson learned

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Warnings: angst, breakup, alchohol, fear, anger, vulgar language.

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How can such a warm, inviting feeling turn so..so cold?

The stinging sensation of alcohol mixed with sorrow burns the back of his throat. He reaches down, popping open another can to hopefully fill the void now seeping into his heart. How did it end up like this? Just a few hours ago you and him had just been goofing around at the amusement park, stuffing cotton candy into one another's mouths. You know, the sickening in love kind of things people do? How did it just...stop?

Laughter fills the room, as you both enter through the doorway. You drop the bags of toys you had previously won at the fair, down. Letting your hair fall against the sunburnt layer of your skin. You face and hair, a greasy mess thanks to the insane amounts of junk food you had consumed together. A flip of the spiked has water rushing down the pipes, to fall right back down the drain, repeating the process as many times as you'd liked. Splashing water gently against your burning skin, the refreshing new temperature gave a new perspective. A hand comes snaking itself around your waist, while light kisses dragged over the nape of your neck. A giggle escapes your chest, and you heave the towering body away from your own. Now was not the time to be doing this. "jagiii~"a whine brushes past your lobe. The tingly sensation bringing the redness back to your cheeks. A smirk plasters itself against his lips. Oh, the dirty things he could be doing right now. If it had been his choice tonight, he'd have you by the couch, near the window, in the shower, the laundry mat, and even the old rickety ladder that stands right outside your window. To see your beautiful body glistening in the moon's rays, your face contorting to match the intense pleasure you felt. "Joonie~" you cough. He always does this. Drags you both back into fantasy land, never wanting to leave. The real world sucked anyways. Who'd want to live in this life? If you weren't rich, it practically was shit. Sure, a few moments, no glimpses of happiness could creep up. But just like a flakey ex, it always goes running for the hills as soon as you turn around. Not him though. The smile radiated across his lower features, while he has a certain sparkle to his eye. The adorning look he always seemed to have, stained his facials.

Crumbling to the floor, being only a piece of a man he once was. His heart aches with the thin line of hope that maybe. It could've turned out better. Similarly to the string he had been fidgeting with for the past two hours, his hope for you return, snapped. Reaching for the bottle, drowning his sorrows in every sip he takes. Being pulled into a reality he once shared with you. Voices, sounds, images flood his mind. The hars words you had screamed while throwing anything you could get your hands on. The red tint painted across your cheeks and ears. The way your voice had begun to crack from over exercising it too much. By the end, the only thing left was a man and a woman. No longer inseparable.

[baekkxong]

helloooooooo cutie! do you play a kind of drabble game ?

hello! 

yes I’m currently collecting ideas from people so that once i’ve finished my exams i have plenty to keep me busy over the summer. You can find the post with the prompts here. 

hopefully in the future i’ll be incorporating more drabble games - i really like the idea of a song + a member and stuff like that. keep updated for that :P

thank you!<3

[bangtanbabeloveyourself]

Last day for Tae Drabble requests!

Drabble requests!

I’ve decided to accept drabble requests for Jin and Taehyung in celebration of their birthdays in December. So here’s a little info before you submit!

The drabbles can be about anything as long as it includes either Jin or Taehyung. Both is also acceptable.

You can submit requests anonymously or not. But forewarning, if you remain anonymous I cannot tag you when your drabble is posted.

All drabbles will be posted on their respective birthdays. ** If you use both of them in your request, it will be posted on both birthdays. **

•Jin’s drabble requests are open from November 7th until November 21st. They will be posted on December 4th.

•Taehyung’s drabble requests will be open from November 28th until December 12th. They will be posted on December 30th.

[ironochu]

UNFINISHED SCENARIO #2

“Babe…”

“Nope. No, Jimin. Sexy time is cancelled. Privacy is something you have to learn about.”

“But I was just excited.”

You close your book to turn your face to him, “You, Mr. Park, have to learn about what to share and what to keep. I do not like the feeling of other people knowing about how my sex life is going.”

“Is this a punishment?”

“Oh yes, baby boy.” He groaned, “Now behave if you want me to stop calling you baby boy and start calling you daddy.”

[lovelyyficss]

hi welcome

so I used to write on wattpad and publish stuff there but, in all honesty, I’m really bored with having to update one book at a time and not really being able to do oneshots.  therefore, i’ve migrated to tumblr and im gonna write BTS oneshots and if anyone has requests, please let me know.  also i need friends so hit me up i dont bite. 

[kutemouse]

Hey, can i request angsty drabble with jimin? It's like jimin tell yn that he doesn't love her anymore, and she just breaking up and jimin regret it? Sad ending please :( I'm sorry for my grammar :((

Of course! You’re my second ever requester, and I got so excited when I saw this come in :D I hope I did your request justice! It’s kind of a long “drabble” as well, I apologize, but my writing is always detail-filled so *shrug* This is just how it comes out. Let me know if like and honey, never apologize for your grammar, you are perfect the way you are :)

Disclaimer: I pulled this gif off of Pinterest, so I didn’t make it. I did crop it, though.

Age Recommendation: 16+

Warnings: Swears? I don’t think there are any but just in case, ANGST with a sad ending :( Jimin being a jerk-face, regret.

Word Count: 1,378

Summary: Jimin mourns the loss of a relationship that should’ve been something more.

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It’s Crazy (Jimin Drabble, tiny bit of Fluff, Angst)

Jimin’s POV

It’s crazy how relationships work.

We weren’t always like this. When I first saw her, she was sitting outside of a small restaurant in Paris, sipping on a glass of wine. Drinking at eleven in the morning? My kind of girl.

You were the most beautiful person I’d ever seen. Besides the wine glass, I noticed the way your eyes slid over the pages of the book you were reading, devouring it like it was the last book on earth. Purple glasses were perched on your nose, matching the purse that hung over the back of your chair. Your skirt modestly hit your knees, but your tank top showed off the gorgeous skin of your shoulders. I couldn’t resist going over to say something.

You recognized me, of course. I wasn’t surprised, with the way my face is plastered all over the internet, but I couldn’t help the twinge of disappointment that ran through me. It was cute how you pretended not to know who I was, though.

I asked you out, and although at first you were cautious, you gave in after a few days of texts and a phone call or two. Taking you to a lavish restaurant was a mistake. You grew apprehensive when you saw the prices on the menu, even more so when I asked you to relax and just let me take care of it. Clearly, you weren’t the kind of girl that cared about that sort of thing.

The next date went better. Just a local cafe, with regularly-priced drinks and plates of food. You were finally able to relax, and talk, and laugh. God, I loved your laugh. The way you scrunched your nose as you giggled tipped the scales, making me fall hard for you.

When the three weeks of my vacation were up, I was already calling you my girlfriend. We talked about you moving to Seoul to be closer to me, but even I knew the distance would be difficult no matter what. Still, you were strong. You knew who I was before we met, and therefore, knew the life you were agreeing to. The separation was hard, but it was made easier by nightly video chats and a constant stream of texts.

After six months, you moved to Seoul. I remember picking you up at the airport and swinging you around, peppering your face with kisses as you laughed. I was so happy, then. Everything seemed right… until it wasn’t.

As the months of our relationship went on, the sparks between us cooled off and we grew more comfortable around each other. You wore less makeup and more leggings, there was a drawer of your stuff at my place, and we started spending nights in rather than going out. I didn’t mind this, really. It was nice being able to be more myself around you and not have to try so hard. Unfortunately, that was exactly the problem… Both of us stopped trying, and our relationship suffered because of it.

More time passed, and you ended up moving in with me. It was great, because for the first little while, we entered that honeymoon phase again. Something new and exciting… but that didn’t last long. As each day passed, I realized that girl that I met a year and a half ago, who I fell so hard for on that cafe date, who used to make my stomach flip over itself, who used to make my heart feel full just by looking at me… was no longer that special.

We barely tolerated each other, constantly fighting over stupid stuff and snapping at each other. Our relationship took a turn for the worst. It wasn’t bad or anything… but it wasn’t good, either. And no matter what we did, no matter how many times we tried to change or make it right, the relationship we both used to treasure was on a steady decline. We started saying “I love you” less, replacing it with phrases like, “Goodnight,” or, “See you tomorrow.” Neither of us questioned it or brought it up. In the back of our minds, I think we both knew where things were heading. After all, a relationship ultimately ends one of two ways. You either break up, or you stay together.

Finally, the day came where you said those dreaded words. “Jimin… Do you even love me anymore?”

We were sitting on our couch, and you were looking at me while I refused to look anywhere but at the ground in front of me. “No,” I muttered after a few minutes of silence. “I don’t.”

Despite this confession being nothing new, I still remember the hurt in your eyes that caused tears to well up and trickle down. I slept on the couch that night, listening to you sob. I could practically hear your heart breaking, but I could no longer keep lying to myself and, more importantly, to you. This wasn’t working anymore.

A week passed, and you had found a new place and were moving out. “It’s for the best,” you said, hands shoved in your jacket pockets, looking anywhere but at me.

I nodded in agreement. I didn’t want to hurt you anymore. Being gone for months at a time, the late-night practices, the long hours at the recording studio… I knew it wasn’t easy on you. I wanted to stop the pain.

Another year passed, and I began seeing pictures of you on social media with another guy. He wasn’t a celebrity or anyone special, but you seemed happy. I noticed the way you scrunched your nose had come back… too bad it was no longer just for me.

It was our last concert of our tour, which we chose to end in Seoul. We were singing Mikrokosmos and waving goodbye to all our fans, when my heart nearly stopped. There you were, smiling up at me, singing your heart out. He was behind you with his arms wrapped around you, swaying you both in time to the beat, smiling and laughing as he leaned down and kissed your cheek.

I pretended not to see you, keeping a taut smile on my face as I waved goodbye to the rest of the crowd. So this is what our relationship has come down to. We’re just… nothing. Complete strangers. Our lives will never intertwine again, and even if they did, it would never be the same. Every kiss, every night together, every trip has boiled down to absolutely nothing but memories. Did it even really happen?

I felt disappointment roil through me the same way a thundercloud rolls over a sunny sky. How did I let things get to this point? How did I ever let you go? I kept pushing you away in the name of stopping the hurt, but I never gave a thought to my own feelings. I lied back then. I loved you. I loved you so much. Part of me still loves you. We should’ve ended up getting married, not as complete strangers.

As the stage lowered and we waved goodbye to our fans for the final time, I locked eyes with you and watched your sharp inhale as you realized I was looking at you. As if of its own accord, my hand reached out and I gave a little wave just for you. You gave me a half-smile and waved back. The only difference is, I was trying to say hello. I didn’t want to be strangers anymore. I wanted you back in my life, back to the point where you felt comfortable enough around me to eat as messily as you wanted and to wear whatever you felt like. You, however, were saying goodbye. For the last time. For forever.

I came to that realization as the stage hit the ground and staff swarmed me, offering me towels to wipe sweat away and bottles of water. I’d never have another chance. Our lives were on two completely different paths. It would never be the same.

Waving everyone off, I walked towards my dressing room, numbness taking over as my subconscious tried to protect me from the pain. So this is what regret feels like.

It’s crazy how relationships work. Or rather, how they don’t.

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Part Two→

[supertweetycherry]

Story Time #3: You look Perfect

Pairings: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Fluffy, sweet, cute, lovely and sexy

Warnings: no warnings

Ratings: completely safe sfw

Summary: It’s their BTS ‘Wings’ comeback and Jimin is freaking out over his new sexy look.

Word Count: 416 words

You watched as your boyfriend of two years fixed up his shirt for the fifth time this evening.

He was nervous, after all.

Absolutely and ridiculously nervous as hell.

“How do I look?” He asked you with a scared expression on his face. You could see his lips opening every now and then but no sound coming out. His fingers were carelessly fumbling with the waistband of his pants.

Knowing that he will continue this for the next hour or so, you slowly got up and grasped his shivering fingers from tucking the shirt more in than necessary.

“You look amazing, Jimin. Perfect in every way.” You said to him with a smile. He chewed on his bottom lip before sighing and letting his newly coloured head fall onto your shoulders. You could feel his long silver earrings tickling your neck.

“I’m just so nervous.” He whispered close to your ear, his hot breadth gracing your neck and shoulder blades. “I don’t know. I mean, we do this after every comeback but ... I feel like Wings is a new beginning for us. This new look... god, I miss my black hair!”

You chuckled as he rambled on into your ear. Your boyfriend wasn’t your boyfriend if he didn’t rant to you every so often.

“You look perfect, Jimin.” You muttered to him, taking note how the green room has suddenly grown quiet and empty. “And your fans.. your ARMY will love every bit of you when you go up on that stage. They will eat you up like candy.”

He pulled his head out of your neck and looked at you with a mocking gaze.

“Oh really?”

“Yes.” You nodded, adding in a bit of pout into it. “You’re a eye candy, sweetheart. We girls love our eye candies to no end.”

“I’m your eye candy?” He asked with a dazzling smile.

“Yes, but you are also my lollipop that I can have anytime I want.” You teased, kissing his shiny lips. The sweet strawberry taste behind them alerted you to the lip balm he used. The very same one you got him on your first day as boyfriend and girlfriend.

Looks like he never changed his taste.

“I love you Y/N. You know that right?”

You smirked.

“Of course. I’m the only one who can handle your baby tantraums.”

The look that appeared on his face was worth it.

“YAH!”

You giggled before running out of the room and away from your mochi’s grabby hands.

hmm