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[melancholy-of-nadia]

la la lost you (m) | cyj

title: la la lost you  pairing: yeonjun x f. reader  rating/genre: m (18+) ; fluff, smut ; rivals to lovers au; fake relationship au summary: choi yeonjun was simply just your academic rival, competing for honors at graduation during your senior year. however, when one of your (distant) friends’ brothers is getting married, your 3 guy best friends all have dates to the event except you. in order not to feel like a loser, you decide to call up the only other tolerable male you know: Yeonjun, to be your fake date. what will happen when a childish fake date scheme actually ends up turning into your first real relationship lasting an entire summer. it may ultimately.. not end well. warnings: fluff, smut, language, underage drinking, summer fling, riding, fake relationship, oral s*x, car s*x, multiple dates, overprotective yoonminjoon, cameos of other idols, cumming, kisses, partying, angst, eventual break up note: this is a prequel one shot to the 'love u lately' series. however you don't need to read that series to understand this one shot. honestly might be better if you haven’t read it! it will heavily focus on the mentioned previous relationship reader had with yeonjun before starting college (which explains certain events and character thoughts in the series) and well as the perspectives of yoonminjoon and their attitudes towards it as they were still struggling with how they feel towards reader, which is explored in 'love u lately' I hope my btxt lovers can enjoy this fic! (please note that this is about 15% unedited, so apologies for any grammatical errors in advances) total word count: 21.5k drop date: September 13th, 2023 12:30PM PST ao3 link | fic is named after NIKI's song La La Lost You (2019)

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Daniel Yeonjun Choi.

You encountered him in your Honors English class during freshman year, and somehow, he's always been in the same AP or Honors classes as you.

On the contrary, Jimin’s only been in five classes with you throughout high school. So this opened up and lot of time for you to get to know Yeonjun. He has been a constant presence after all, vying with you for the highest grades in your shared classes. He’s also very blunt and teased you a lot, just out of pure enjoyment to see your reaction. If he couldn’t beat you in academics, he found other ways to torture you.

"Wait you didn't go to prom?" Yeonjun's voice cut through the classroom, drawing the attention of your AP Government class.

You let out a sigh, trying to deflect the conversation. "Can we drop that? We have a project to work on," you said, gesturing towards the thick stack of papers detailing famous court cases.

Yeonjun persisted, his curiosity apparent. "But why didn't you go?" His tone bordered on obnoxious, earning a laugh from Mark, who sat nearby. Mark knew he was enabling his behavior, but didn’t care.

From what you recall, Jimin went to prom with some girl you don’t know. You didn’t have a date, nor close female friends without dates to spend the night at the Grand Strawberry Hill Golf Course. Tickets were $50. You would rather spend the night bussing down tables at the cafe you work out and use that money on something else. The list goes on.

"I just didn't feel like it, okay? Plus, I had work," you replied, hoping to end the discussion.

Yeonjun's response was simple but cutting. "Lame."

You rolled your eyes at Yeonjun's comment, feeling the urge to defend yourself against their teasing. 

Mark chimed in, a mischievous grin on his face. "Come on, Y/N, you missed out on the highlight of senior year!"

"Yeah, Y/N, how could you skip out on the chance to dance the night away with the love of your life?" Yeonjun added, his tone teasing but playful.

You sighed, feeling slightly exasperated. "It's not that big of a deal. Just an expensive dance. Plus I don’t have a ‘love of my life’ anyway." 

You don’t. You’ve crushed on a guy here or there, but no one to actually feel compelled to be with. Wonwoo was cute though, but he transferred schools not long after you two fucked due to the Virginity Race. And no, there’s no correlation between what happened and him transferring.

Sensing that his comment had struck a chord within you, he stopped pressing on. 

“Anyway, so about the case study, should we do the supreme court case where…” Yeonjun sighed loudly, changing the topic to the assignment you had been so keen to work on.

He enjoyed seeing you get flustered, but not upset or sad. It was never his intention. That was because, maybe, somewhere in his little evil Virgo heart, he kind of liked you.

You don’t know when that seed of thought was planted in his mind. Maybe when you two had to do a Romeo and Juliet film project for Honors English class during your freshmen year? Or was it when you two were on the student council during junior year? He was just a side character in your life that would make big appearances here and there, but one thing you know for sure is that him becoming the main character in your life was due to one event. The event that truly kickstarted everything happened a week after this interaction.

The wedding invite.

“You’re inviting me to your brother’s wedding?” You say, dumbfounded.

“Yeah! You’re my friend after all!”

“Seokjin, I am the one who barely knows you out of the 4 of us.” You exclaim, making the other guys laugh.

The sun beats down mercilessly as you all sit outside In-N-Out, trying to seek refuge from the sweltering May heat. Namjoon, Yoongi, and Seokjin are enjoying a brief break from university life, having returned home for the weekend. They wanted to meet up with you and Jimin, who were already drinking milkshakes and scarfing down some animal fries before they arrived and joined you two.

Seokjin's mom had asked for Jin’s help in hand-delivering invitations for his brother's upcoming wedding. The ceremony is slated for the weekend before your and Jimin's high school graduation. She wants it to be huge, so she tells Jin to invite everyone and anyone he knows.

To be completely honest, you don’t know Jin that well. He didn’t even go to the same high school as you. It’s because your best friends’ parents go to the same church, Our Lady of Peace, as his parents. That’s how they all met. And eventually how you ended up meeting him/ There are these other guys in your extended friend group too, but you can’t remember their names right now.

As the conversation veers towards the wedding's details, you lean in with interest. "Where’s it happening at?" you ask, genuinely intrigued.

"Oak Creek Golf Club," 

"There? Wow, I heard that place is fancy!" you remark, a flicker of excitement igniting within you. "Wait, do we have to bring… a plus one to this?" The words stumble out awkwardly, earning you a questionable look from Jimin.

Jin's response is quick and jovial. "A plus one? You mean a date?" he clarifies, amusement coloring his tone.

You nod slowly.

"Yeah, you can bring a date if you want. My mom said the more the merrier! I know Namjoon is bringing Hyungseo—" Jin's words are cut off by Namjoon's interjection, his discomfort evident.

Hyungseo? Oh, must be another one of Joon’s flings, you think.

“Jin…” He warns the older man.

"It's not a secret, plus I'm sure they're bringing dates too, right?" Jin redirects the conversation smoothly, addressing you, Jimin and Yoongi.

Jimin jumps in with a sassy affirmation. "Yeah, of course we are!" he declares, nodding emphatically.

Yoongi's eyes dart to you, gauging your reaction subtly, causing a flutter of nerves in your stomach. With a nod, you confirm your attendance, feeling a surge of relief at joining in the banter.

 "Yeah! And I already have someone too!" you announce, met with a chorus of surprised responses from the three men.

“You do?” The three men question in unison.

You don’t.

You don’t even want to bring a date.

But if they’re bringing dates, then you must bring one or else you’re going to be the biggest loser there!

Plus, you already said you would bring one and if you don’t, you’ll be framed as a liar.

One major thing about this is that: You don’t want to get bombarded by random Korean aunties asking if you have a boyfriend or offering you their son who is in medical or law school to be your husband. You don’t want to get asked why you don’t have one either.

You just don’t. You never had time for it. 

Your parents drilled this into you since day 1 of preschool: Study hard. No boyfriend until college, and well, you followed through with that. Yup. We’re not going to talk about the “Amazing Virginity Race” you took part in last year with your three crazy best friends. You lost your virginity, but still, no boyfriend, right?

All you wanted was to be at the top of your class, and you are on track to be salutatorian right now. Jimin has had the valedictorian spot guaranteed since the first day he started high school, taking high-level classes meant for juniors. 

However, there was one man who poses a threat to your second spot among the top 10 honor students.

Daniel Yeonjun Choi.

Yet again another mention of this guy!

Despite your rivalry, you've formed an unexpected friendship with him, working successfully together on various school projects. There were a few times you would hang out after school with each other.. Well with some other mutual friends too.

Which is why… he is the best… and technically the only option you have.

To bring as a date.

“Daniel!” You call out to him as he walks out of the last period class you had together. He doesn’t turn around, distracted as he converses with Soobin and Mark, his close friends. But you know for a fact this boy can hear you. 

You call out to him repeatedly, but no reaction. You’re annoyed.

So what do you do? Keep following behind him waiting for a perfect moment to snatch his attention fully. You probably look like a creep, but that’s fine. 

You see him bid farewell to his two friends as he heads to his locker to put some books away. Now is your chance,

“Yeonjun!” And finally, he turns around, his eyes widen when you use his Korean name.

“Holy fuck, you caught me off guard with that L/N.” He scolds.

“And you didn’t hear me when I called out to you a thousand times before that?”

“No.” He smiles, which irks you, but you can’t let it be known. He finds this attractive, but you don’t know that yet.  “What did you want?”

“You remember that one time I helped you out by telling you the answer to the Calculus pop quiz and that you said you’d owe me a favor.” You pout your lips out, hoping he takes pity on you and hears you out.

“...Ugh. Can we save that for another day? I got dance practice.”

No, you cannot! Time is ticking. You’re going to have to be blunt.

"No! Look, Choi, I need you to-"

The pleading in the moment sounds very desperate and exasperated which you hope doesn’t–

"Need me? Sounds kinda erotic." The taller boy chuckles, and your face scowls, turning a heavy shade of red.

Dammit, that’s exactly what I didn’t want it to sound like!

"Huh? That’s not…You're gross! As if I would EVER do anything trashy with you!" You cross your arms, feeling impatient. You look away from him, seeing some of the passing students. Jimin’s supposed to meet you near this building and should be here any minute from his last class across campus so you can both go home together. You don’t want to get caught doing this. 

This isn't gonna work at this rate, and you don't have any more time for this. 

"You know what, never mind. I don't even know why I bothered to think of asking you. I should've asked Mark instead." You turn around, deciding to walk away from the situation. Maybe you'll take the L! You'll go to Seokjin's dumb brother's wedding by yourself like the loser you are while everyone else has dates.

"Hey, wait!" Yeonjun pulls your arm toward him, making you turn back around. You are now face to face with each other, which makes you suddenly feel nervous. "Alright. Fine, Princess, I'm listening. What is it?" He looks at you, finally with sincerity in his eyes.

God, I guess if he actually wants to listen now, then you'll say it. What could go wrong?

You tiptoe and lean in close to his ear, catching Yeonjun slightly off guard. "Okay. so I need you to be my fake date to my friend's brother's wedding."

Yeonjun blinks repeated, processing the request. After realizing he was frozen, he immediately goes back to his usual expression and smirks. "Well, well, well. Looks like someone couldn't resist the charm of Choi Yeonjun after all."

You roll your eyes, "Hell no. Please, you can be there looking all pretty, but I'd rather dance with a cactus."

He raises an eyebrow, "You sure about that? Cacti can be quite prickly, you know."

You huff, "Just shut up and play along. I need you to act like a decent human being for one evening. You owe me anyways, remember?" 

Yeonjun smirks again, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Decent human being? That's a stretch," he grins, clearly enjoying this. "But sure, why not? It's not every day someone gets to be in the presence of greatness."

You scoff, shaking your head, "Greatness? Please. Just don't embarrass me, okay?"

Yeonjun's grin widens, "No promises, sweetheart. But I'll do my best. After all, I owe you."

"Yeah, yeah. Just be ready to suffer through a night of pretending to like me," you retort with a wry smile.

"Oh, the sacrifices I make for you," he replies, sarcasm dripping from every word.

As you walk away, hoping to meet Jimin halfway you can't help but mutter under your breath, "This is gonna be a disaster."

Yeonjun's laughter follows you from a very short distance after overhearing you, "Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea."

After Yeonjun agreed, you begin meeting with him regularly over the next two weeks leading up to the wedding. Your primary objective is to shop for outfits suitable for the event and to conduct some "etiquette" training. By "etiquette," you mean coaching him on how to handle questions from the guys or any of Seokjin's family members in a certain manner.

So this gives you guys a lot of time to get to know each other. 

You learn that he prefers to be called Yeonjun, as Daniel just feels like a persona he puts up in school. You learn that he lives with his aunt, uncle, and younger cousin at the Woodbridge Apartment complex. His parents wanted him to grow up in the US, so they left him here in their care and just told him to get through school and come back to Korea when he graduates college. He says that’s one of the main factors that has kept him motivated to keep working hard and getting into a good college. 

He gets to know you too. You tell him you live close to school, with your parents and younger sister for the majority of your life. You tell him about the business program you got into at a college where two of your best friends go. You tell him all your pet peeves, your likes and dislikes. 

And he listens.

“Bought these on my way here.” Yeonjun handed you a white bag, a small smile playing on his lips as he stepped into your house . You accepted it with a curious glance and opened it up, revealing an array of pastries nestled inside.

"Bread?" you asked, slightly surprised.

"Yeah," Yeonjun replied. "I remember you mentioning that you were craving Tour Les Jours the other day. So, I got you a custard bun, a blueberry cream cheese bun—"

You interrupted him, incredulous. "Wait, you remembered that? I just blurted it out randomly in the middle of AP Lit a few days ago because I was hungry at the time. You really didn't have to get me anything."

"Nah, it was nothing," Yeonjun said casually, settling down comfortably on your living room couch. "I had gone to drop off Soobin at his house, so it was just a quick stop."

"Well, then, we can snack on it later," you replied with a smile, feeling touched by his thoughtful gesture. “So about the Seokjin’s brother…” 

Things like that made your heart become a bit softer for him after all thus time.

During this time, Jimin was too busy with the girl he is seeing (a dancer, actually) or with dance practice sessions after school. So he didn’t know you were hanging out with Yeonjun instead.

But there were still days throughout the week that you would hang out.

You’re best friends after all.

The scent of freshly baked pastries envelops you as you sit across from Jimin amidst the cozy ambiance of his dad's bakery cafe. Textbooks and notes are spread out between you, but your mind is elsewhere, preoccupied with thoughts of the impending conversation.

Jimin glances up from his notes, furrowing his brows as he studies your slightly giddy expression. "Hey, Y/N," he begins tentatively, "Is everything okay? You've been acting kinda weird since that hangout at In-N-Out."

Despite him not knowing what you were doing, he could still feel tha something was different about you.

You feign innocence, offering a casual shrug. "Weird? I don't know what you're talking about, Jimin. I've just been busy with stuff."

But Jimin isn't convinced, his gaze probing as he leans in slightly. "Come on, Darling, I know when something's up. You can tell me."

You maintain your facade of nonchalance, avoiding his penetrating stare. "Honestly, Jimin, there's nothing to tell. Just stressed about exams, that's all!"

"Fine, okay, be that way. But don't think I'll stop trying to figure it out." He sighs, running a hand through his hair in frustration. 

You offer him a small smile, hoping to diffuse the tension. "I know you won't."

After a moment of silence, Jimin's curiosity continues. "So, about that wedding... Do you really have a date lined up?"

You pause momentarily from writing your final notes on a cheat sheet. "Yeah, I do," you reply casually. "You'll meet him soon."

Jimin's eyes widen with interest, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. "Oh, really? The Y/N who’s never had a boyfriend before got the courage to ask someone as their wedding date."

You offer him a playful shove, laughing softly. "Maybe the virginity competition last year changed me, but don't get too excited, Jimin. He's just a…friend."

In the back of your mind, you start to wonder otherwise.

Standing outside in your brown UO Samara Mesh Strapless Midi Dress, you nervously glance around, hoping to avoid any unwanted attention. Namjoon's absence offers you some  temporary relief from your anxiety about being seen with Yeonjun. He stayed the night at Jin’s, so you’ll see him at the venue.

Suddenly, the sound of an engine draws your attention, and you turn to see Yeonjun's 1998 Red Subaru Impreza pulling up to the curb. It's not the first time you've laid eyes on his car, having been in it several times before when he’d give you a ride to your house or take you to his. But you can't help but admire the vintage charm it exudes every time you see it. It’s just so, Yeonjun.

As Yeonjun's gaze meets yours, he's momentarily struck silent, his eyes roaming over your dress. "Uh, ready for the show...sweetheart?" he finally manages to say.

A giggle escapes your lips as you saunter over to the car. "Oh, you know I was born ready." you tease, flashing him a playful grin as you slide into the passenger seat.

Feeling a rush of excitement and nerves, you hurry to find seats in the pews set up at the outdoor ceremonial venue at the country club, your fingers instinctively reaching out to grasp Yeonjun's wrists for support. As you settle into your chosen spot, you cast a quick glance around and realize that the place is packed to the brim with guests, the air humming with anticipation and excitement.

Your heart skips a beat slightly as you lock eyes with Namjoon across the crowded area. There's a flicker of recognition in his gaze, followed by a swift glance toward the person seated next to you—Yeonjun. His expression remains inscrutable as he studies the two of you, leaving you to wonder what thoughts are running through his mind.

A wave of uncertainty washes over you as Namjoon offers a hesitant wave in your direction. Beside him, Yoongi and Jimin turn to look at you and share a similar surprised, yet confused expression, their eyes briefly meeting yours before Jimin leans in to say something to Yoongi. You strain to catch a glimpse of their conversation, but the distance and the din of the crowd make it impossible to decipher.

A sense of unease settles in the pit of your stomach as you contemplate their reactions, a myriad of questions swirling in your mind. But with the ceremony about to begin, you push aside your apprehensions, focusing instead on Seokjin’s brother at the front with the priest, and his sister-in-law preparing to walk the aisle as the ceremony begins.

As you step into the wedding reception venue at Oak Creek Golf Club, you take a deep breath, bracing yourself for the inevitable introductions. 

“You good, Princess?” Yeonjun says gently, reassuring you from your nerves. You look at him, your eyes softening, “Yeah, just a bit of nerves, but I’m ready to get this over with.”

With Yeonjun by your side, you navigate through the crowd until you join your group of friends sitting at a large round table.

After greeting, you clear your throat nervously and gesture towards Yeonjun. "This is my date," you announce, hoping to break the ice.

Yeonjun stands beside you, momentarily speechless as he takes in the sight of your guy best friends and the other males at the table. Sensing his hesitation, you shoot him a subtle elbow, prompting him to snap out of his daze.

"Ow," he mutters, before regaining his composure and extending a hand towards the others. "Uh, hi, I'm Daniel Choi, but you can call me Yeonjun. Nice to meet you guys," he manages, his tone a blend of nervousness and politeness.

As the guys' inquisitive gazes shift between you and Yeonjun, they waste no time in launching into their interrogation.

Jimin leans in, his eyes narrowed with curiosity. "Y/N, what's going on? How did you end up bringing Yeonjun as your date?" He’s not shying away from the elephant in the room.

Jimin has been familiar with Yeonjun for a long time. They both are dancers, though Jimin does it competitively at school (and won competitions), while Yeonjun is a well-known dancer at your hometown’s community dance studio. Makes sense they would have crossed paths because of dance mutuals after all. Jimin has also he heard you complain about him and his teasing the last couple of years. He never paid him too much attention, until now.

You offer a practiced smile, reciting the rehearsed response you've prepared. "Oh, well, Yeonjun and I have been friends for a while, and when I needed a date for the wedding, he kindly offered to accompany me."

Jimin is immediately smelling that something is fishy. In his mind, he knows that you hate Yeonjun. Well, hate seems to be a strong word. More like, you have differences with one another.

Namjoon furrows his brow, his expression skeptical. "Friends, huh? I’ve never heard you mention him being your friend before. Weren’t you guys rivals?"

Shit. You know Namjoon knew him from being in the student leadership with him during his junior year of high school. He also heard Yeonjun ranting about you getting higher grades than you.

You shrug casually, masking your unease. "Well, you know how it is. Sometimes friendships develop unexpectedly."

Yoongi leans back in his chair, eyeing Yeonjun with a hint of suspicion. "Okay, so Yeonjun, how did you and Y/N become friends so suddenly?"

Yeonjun clears his throat nervously, his eyes darting between the three men and the others at the table overhearing their conversation. "Uh, well, you probably heard we had classes together over the years. And mutual friends," he begins, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "And, uh, we just hit it off, I guess."

Jimin raises an eyebrow, his gaze probing. "That’s funny because last time I recall, we were the only ones who were Y/N’s friends.”

He is right, you’re not really close to anyone else.

But Yeonjun does not know how to respond to that. Though he’s close to saying something sassy right back. But he knows it would be disrespectful, and he doesn’t want to cause any drama. You wouldn’t want him to start something with your best friends either.

There’s a brief pause as the guys absorb the answers Yeonjun spouts out during this interrogative ordeal, exchanging glances with each other. Sensing the tension, you interject quickly. "Okay! Enough with that. So, how about we grab some drinks. It's a celebration, after all!"

With a subtle shift in focus, the conversation veers away from the interrogation, allowing you and Yeonjun a momentary reprieve from their scrutiny.

You link arms with Yeonjun, guiding him towards the bar where champagne floats are being served, eager for a temporary escape from the intense interrogation. You sneakily grab two, worried that someone will say something about two underage teens drinking, but no one notices. You think no one cares. You hand one to Yeonjun, who only takes a sip of it but puts it aside as he remembers he’s driving you home tonight.

As you sip on your drink, you can't help but shake your head in disbelief. "I didn't think they would go off like that... I've never seen them do that," you remark, baffled by their sudden intensity.

Yeonjun glances at you and your drink and chuckles softly, a playful glint in his eyes. "Well, looks like your friends are more protective than I thought. Guess I'll have to watch my back around them," he replies with a sassy smirk, his tone teasing yet lighthearted.

You can't help but laugh at his response, grateful for his ability to add some humor into the tense situation. If you were in his shoes, you would’ve left the moment they started questioning you. It’s not worth the hassle to make up a favor.

As you and Yeonjun return to the table, you finally notice Namjoon and Jimin's dates seated nearby and decide to seize the opportunity to meet them. With a friendly smile, you turn to Namjoon and Jimin, gesturing towards their dates. "Hey, mind introducing me to your lovely companions?" you inquire politely.

Namjoon and Jimin exchange knowing glances before obliging. "Uh yeah of course, Y/N," Namjoon replies, gesturing towards his date, wearing a long beige spaghetti-strapped dress. "This is Hyungseo."

"And this is Shuhua," Jimin adds, indicating his own companion wearing a navy blue satin mini dress.

You offer warm greetings to both Hyungseo and Shuhua, engaging them in conversation as you exchange pleasantries. Though, they both seem to be reluctant to talk to you and ignore your efforts. It leaves you feeling offended. You just met them and they’re being rude already. The guys take note of their behavior, but don’t say anything.

They’re lost causes, you think.

Turning to the rest of the group to continue your socializing, you notice Hoseok, Taehyung, Jungkook, and Jin accompanied by their respective dates. Their dates are fortunately, kinder than the other girls. You make your rounds, introducing yourself to each of them and exchanging friendly banter.

However, you can't help but notice that Yoongi is sitting alone, without a date by his side. Sensing his discomfort, you offer him a smile, silently acknowledging his solitude.

"Hey, Yoongi, couldn't find a date to save your life, huh?" Hoseok teases with a playful grin.

Taehyung chimes in, nudging Yoongi gently. "Come on, man, what happened? Couldn't charm anyone into accompanying you tonight?"

Jungkook adds with a smirk, "Looks like it's just you and the dance floor tonight, hyung."

Even Jin comments on it as he returns to the table after having to go help his mom with something. "Well, well, well, looks like the most eligible bachelor at the table is flying solo tonight."

Despite the teasing, Yoongi takes it all in stride, offering a nonchalant shrug and a smirk of his own. "Hey, I don't need a date to have a good time. Besides, who needs the drama, right?"

Maybe he’s right. Did you really need to be doing all of this just to prove some point? 

You continue your time, eating and conversing with your friends around you. The afternoon sunset changes to a night sky. Despite everyone having fun, drinking and celebrating, a part of you feels guilty for bringing Yeonjun as your “fake date”. You should’ve come by yourself or as Yoongi’s buddy. But you always feel the need to prove something, and feel dumb by the end of it.

The mood in your mind sombers, and you turn to Yeonjun and whisper in his ear. 

"I'm going to step out for a bit. You can stay here."

Yeonjun's concerned gaze meets yours, his brows furrowing in worry. "Hey, hey, something wrong?" he asks softly.

"Just feeling overwhelmed with the partying environment," you reply, attempting to brush off your unease. "Don't worry about—"

But before you can finish, Yeonjun cuts in determinedly. "I'll go with you."

You offer him a grateful smile, touched by his unwavering support, as you both make your way towards the entrance of the outdoor reception area. Finding solace in the quietude outside, you settle onto a bench next to a tree adorned with twinkling lights, the gentle rustle of leaves providing a comforting backdrop to your thoughts.

As you sit together on the bench, the soft glow of the lights casting a serene ambiance around you, you can't shake the feeling of guilt that weighs heavily on your chest. With a sigh, you turn to Yeonjun, your voice tinged with regret.

"Yeonjun, I’m gonna be honest with you. I've been feeling terrible about dragging you into this whole charade as my date," you begin, your words hesitant yet sincere.

Yeonjun's gaze softens, his expression filled with understanding. "It's okay. You don't need to apologize," he reassures you gently.

But you shake your head, a pang of guilt twisting in your stomach. "No, you don't understand. I feel like I've wasted your time, made you endure all of this just to satisfy some silly notion of mine," you confess, your voice laced with self-reproach.

Yeonjun reaches out, gently placing a hand on your shoulder. "Y/N, listen to me. You didn't waste my time. I chose to be here and all those hang out sessions because I wanted to help you. I wanted to be by your side," he says earnestly.

You meet his gaze, feeling a surge of gratitude and warmth wash over you at his words. "But you shouldn't have had to endure all of this just for my sake," you protest softly.

Yeonjun smiles softly, his eyes reflecting a depth of understanding. "Sometimes, we do things for the people we care about, even if it means stepping out of our comfort zone. And honestly, being here with you, even in this weird setup, has been worth it," he says, his voice filled with sincerity.

Touched by his unwavering support and understanding, you feel a lump form in your throat. "Thank you, Yeonjun. I really appreciate everything you've done for me," you say, your voice choked with emotion.

Yeonjun gives your shoulder a reassuring squeeze, his gaze filled with warmth and affection. "Anytime, Y/N. Remember, I'm here for you, no matter what," he says softly.

In the serene ambiance of the evening, with the soft glow of lights casting a mesmerizing spell, Yeonjun shifts nervously beside you, a playful glint dancing in his eyes as he finally gathers the courage to speak up.

"You know Y/N, there's something I've been thinking about lately," he begins, his voice laced with a hint of shyness yet buoyed by his characteristic sassiness. "We’ve been hanging out a lot lately, and I honestly feel like it’s changed a lot about how we behave around each other.”

Your curiosity piqued, you turn to him, prompting him to continue.

"What do you mean?" you inquire, your voice filled with genuine interest.

Yeonjun hesitates for a moment, his gaze flickering with uncertainty before he continues, his words tinged with a vulnerability that catches you off guard.

"I know I did this as a favor, but I liked hanging out with you a lot," he confesses, his tone sincere. "Getting to know you. Seeing you more often."

A warmth spreads through your chest at his admission, and you find yourself unable to tear your gaze away from his.

"Well I... I feel the same way," you admit softly, your heart racing with a mixture of excitement and uncertainty. "Spending time with you has been... different. In a good way."

For a moment, silence envelops you both, the tranquility of the night amplifying your heart beating fast. You find yourself lost in thought. What would happen if you started to like Yeonjun? Would it even be possible to be together? You feel crazy for thinking this. Your freshmen year self would kill you for having this thought.

Maybe this is all just in your head. It’s too late to start something just as you’re about to graduate high school and go your separate ways.

But before you can gather your thoughts, Yeonjun's voice breaks the silence, his tone laced with a vulnerability that tugs at your heartstrings.

"I don't want this to end, Y/N," he confesses, his words tinged with sincerity. "I don't want to go back to how things were before. I actually think I’ve fallen in love with you."

What?

He also had similar thoughts as you?

You can't believe this. This is insane. I mean, you knew you were getting closer, but you never thought... you never thought he'd feel the same way. 

This is like something straight out of a movie. A rivals to lovers fic from Wattpad. Your mind is going a million miles an hour right now. What do you do now? It's like the whole world just shifted beneath your feet. 

But when you look into Yeonjun's eyes, you can see the sincerity there. It's kind of overwhelming. This was definitely not part of the plan when you set out to do this. I mean, how do you even deal with something like this? You’ve never dated anyone. But at the same time, there's a part of you that's curious, that's intrigued by the possibility of trying it. You’re 18 now, you studied hard and deserve to be in love.

This could change things for you.

But it’s not something you ever expected to happen in your life. Especially with Yeonjun.

As you grapple with the emotions swirling within you, you find yourself hesitantly voicing your doubts to Yeonjun.

"Yeonjun…I feel the same way but it just feels like... like it's too late." you murmur, your voice tinged with uncertainty. "If this happened way before graduation, things would’ve easier, but we’re just about to start college–"

But before you can continue, Yeonjun reaches out, gently taking your hand in his, his touch warm and reassuring.

"It's okay, Y/N," he says softly, his eyes meeting yours with a steadfast determination. "I understand that things are different now, but I'm willing to try. I still have the rest of summer with you, and our colleges are somewhat close to each other. We can make it work."

His words wash over you like a soothing balm, calming the storm of uncertainty raging within your mind. Despite your fears and reservations, there's a part of you that's drawn to the possibility of exploring this newfound thing with Yeonjun, and stepping into something completely new in your life. A relationship.

As you gaze into his eyes, you realize that perhaps, just perhaps, this unexpected turn of events could be the beginning of something beautiful. Before you can dwell further on this realization, Yeonjun leans in, his lips meeting yours in a tender kiss. At first, it's gentle, tentative, as if both of you are testing the waters. But soon, the kiss deepens, passion igniting between you as you lose yourselves in the moment.

Time seems to stand still as you both surrender to the intoxicating sensation of each other's touch. But eventually, you both mutually let go, the need for air becoming too urgent to ignore. With a shared understanding, Yeonjun suggests getting out of there, and you readily agree.

Taking control, Yeonjun grasps your hand firmly in his, leading the way as you rush away to his parked car. As you hurry along, you can't help but glance back at the entrance. You didn’t get to say bye to the guys and the bride and groom. But when you catch a glimpse of Namjoon and Yoongi witnessing your hasty departure with Yeonjun, your heart drops.

Oh shit.

Despite your immediate worries of your two best friends seeing all of that, you push it away once you arrive to Yeonjun’s apartment. 

The darkness envelops you as you step inside, the silence punctuated only by the sound of your breathing. Yeonjun explains that his cousin, aunt, and uncle are out of town for the weekend, leaving the apartment empty for the first time ever.

You can't help but tease him, a playful smirk dancing on your lips. "Did you plan this, Yeonjun?" you quip, raising an eyebrow suggestively.

Yeonjun responds with a smirk of his own, his eyes glinting mischievously. "Well, Y/N, I’m not supposed to kiss and tell," he retorts in a sassy tone, his playful banter sending a shiver down your spine.

With a coy smile, he takes your hand and leads you to his room, the tension between you palpable. He takes off his tuxedo jacket, placing it on his chair. As he pushes you gently onto the bed and gets on top of you, the rush of adrenaline courses through your veins, mingling with the electrifying sensation of his touch.

In that moment, as you lie together in the dimly lit room, the world fades away, leaving only the two of you lost in the intoxicating embrace of the night. You realize that perhaps, just perhaps, this is where you were meant to be all along.

“Are you sure about this though?” he asks you, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips which are soon moving down to your jaw and neck. “If you don’t feel the same, we can end this. I’ll take you home sweetheart.” He leans into your ear.

You can’t hold back the whimper from the sensation his whispers give you. His hands pushes your dress out of the way, bunching around your waist and his long fingers dig into the skin of your ass.

“I think I made it clear I want this just as much as you,” you whisper back, pushing your hands under his collared shirt. You can’t help but marvel at the abs he has hidden under, muscles flexing beneath your palms. Yeonjun takes this time to undo his tie and unbutton his shirt, fully revealing his torso to you.

Fuck, you’ve only seen this in his swim meet photos from last year, but never in person, and especially not like this.

“I want to see you naked too,” He grins pulling his hands away from your ass for a minute, pulling the zipper of the dress down and carefully sliding the strapless garment off you. You can’t suppress the shiver as the cooling air hits your heated skin, you feel like you’re blushing all over knowing he’s looking at you again.

“No bra? Fuck, you’re crazy,” Yeonjun groans dropping his face to your heaving chest, dragging his teeth and tongue over the swell of your breasts.

You grip the back of his head, fingers digging into his black hair as your other hand pushes between the two of you slightly awkwardly, popping the button of his slacks and tugging down his zipper. Pulling your hands away gently, Yeonjun moves down your body. 

“What’re you doing?” you ask breathlessly, trying to pull him back up but he shakes his head, a beautiful but dangerous smirk tugging at his lips.

Hooking his fingers in the sides of your black lace thong, he tugs them down your legs and removes them. You watch with wide eyes as he tucks them in his back pocket.

“Uh?! Y-Yeonjun?” 

“Call it a thank you for tonight. I survived your friends sending me daggers through the whole day, after all.” He winks up at you as he starts kissing and nipping his way up your inner thighs.

“H-Hey they so didn’t do that! G-Give them back to me or–” Your threat dies in your throat as Yeonjun pulls your leg over one of his shoulders. You can’t take your eyes off of him, his darkened eyes look up at you. It’s a lie if you say you never once thought about this sight. It was a nightmare for you at some point, but now, it’s reality. A good reality.

Yeonjun groans into you as his thick tongue drags through your wet folds, moving from your entrance to your throbbing clit and back again. Your body squirms as you grab his hair, feeling yourself sinking further and further into his bed as you roll your hips down into his face. Yeonjun growls as he sucks your clit between his plump lips. With one arm across your waist holding you still, the other moves between your leg. His two long fingers pushes into you, causing your back to arch, in an attempt to get closer to him.

In this moonlight shining through his room, his arms looked bigger than you remembered. Despite his tall and lanky-looking body, he’s definitely stronger than you previously thought. 

“F-Fuck Junnie!” you cry out, saying a new nickname for him in the process. The feeling is so intense as he starts thrusting his fingers into you, switching between scissoring and curling them against that sweet spot inside making your thighs shake.

Yeonjun groans once again as he feels your pussy starting to tighten around his fingers. He continues with faster movements, his tongue starting to flick back and forth over your sensitive bundle of nerves still trapped between his pouty lips.

Pulling away briefly, his tongue runs around his fingers pumping in and out of you. Your mind is beginning to get hazy. You’re so close, that you can feel the edge approaching.

“Tastes better than honey,” he groans low in his chest before sealing his lips back around your clit with renewed vigor, his tongue moving in time with his fingers.

“H-How the fuck are you so g-good at this?” You whimper as his fingers start digging into your hip, “So close, gonna c-come…. f-fuck!” You cry out as you feel the band holding your sanity together inside you snap, your pussy spasming around Yeonjun’s fingers as he works you through your orgasm. He moans around your clit, pushing vibrations through your body as you cling to his hair for dear life.

When you finally feel your body calm down, Yeonjun gently removes his fingers. He looks up at you with a smug look on his face. He’s teasing you. God, you can’t believe he just pulled an orgasm out of you. What the fuck. 

Also, why does he know how to do this so well? How many girls has he been with? 

“I can’t believe you’re teasing me because you made me cum,” You roll your eyes at him.

He climbs up your body once again and pulls you into a rough, but chaste kiss. It feels gross at first, but somehow intoxicating. You can taste yourself on his lips and tongue, yet it turns you on more than you thought it would.

“You ain’t seen anything yet, Princess,”

“Oh is that right? Show me what you’ve got then,” you smirk as your hand trails down his body, meeting his eyes when your hand pushes into his boxers. Yeonjun softly groans when your small hand wraps around his thick aching cock, tugging down his slacks and boxers until they’re around his knees. You start to pump his cock in your hand, loving the way his breathing picks up as his hands hold onto your hips. You feel so much power from doing this.

He leans over quickly to grab a condom from his bedside table and starts sliding it on until it fully encapsulates his dick.

“Are you ready?” Yeonjun asks through a moan as you pull him closer, hooking your leg over his hip. His thick cock brushes through your slick pussy, and with every roll of his hips, the tip of his cock nudges your clit.

“Yes please just do it already,” You say urgently, which makes him chuckle. His hand wraps around his cock as he eases inside of you very slowly. His other hands roughly grabs your ass as you cry out against his lips.

“Holy shit, Yeonjun…Fuck”

“God, you’re tight, can’t wait to fuckin’ ruin you,” He groans when your pussy clenches around him. He can’t take it anymore, you practically scream his name as he snaps his hips forward, neighbors be damned. Both of you cling to each other as he waits for you to adjust to his size. His lips press to your ear, his breathing ragged as he speaks. 

“You’re only gonna want me now, sweetheart and I’ll make sure of it.”

Your nails drag down his back creating angry red lines against his soft skin. You nod your head slightly foggy, filled with just Yeonjun. 

“Do it! Please, move. I’m yours,” you breathe against his lips, your sweaty forehead up against his.

“Love the sound of you being so eager, ” Yeonjun grunts as he thrusts his hips up roughly, causing you to cry out into his open mouth. His hands feel like they’re everywhere as his hips start thrusting up into you wildly, the snap of his hips slapping loudly against your skin. You can feel every inch of his cock, as his lips tongue and teeth explore your neck, sucking dark purple marks into your skin. Cupping your breasts roughly, his plump lips seal around a hardened nipple. His warm mouth feels so amazing against you while you feel your pussy clamping down around his cock for the first time. 

You haven’t had sex since you lost your virginity to Wonwoo, and this being your second time feels so amazing.

“Hold it,” Yeonjun grunts pulling you back from the brink of cumming. You stare at him with your lustful bedroom eyes and mouth dropping open as he fucks into you harder than before.

“I-I can’t!”

“Yes, you can. I’m gonna pull out in a minute and I wanna see you bounce on my cock.” The way he growls those words against your neck makes you whine, desperate for release you know you’re not allowed. Fuck, the horny and desperate hormones are taking over the both of you.

Yeonjun pulls out after another hard thrust that makes your legs weak, stumbling away from you. He grins like a cheshire cat when you glare at him. Laying down awkwardly next to you, he starts pumping his cock in his hand as he watches you crawl towards him. Your back aches and stings, much like the rest of your body in the best way, but all you can focus on is Yeonjun.

To his surprise you turn your back to him, getting to your knees and straddle his hips and thighs. With your hands resting on his thick thighs, you lean your ass back, moaning as he teases the tip of his cock against your entrance. It slips inside you with not much difficulty and you can’t help but push back into him. You slowly lower yourself, letting your tight wet heat envelope him, until your ass is pressed against his groin and lower stomach.

“D-Didn’t know you have a thing for my ass,” You tease.

Yeonjun growls low in his throat, squeezing your ass roughly as you lift almost off his cock before dropping back down. 

“Not such a good girl after all are you?” He questions roughly as you start a steady rhythm of rising and falling on his cock, nails digging into his thighs.

You pause to roll your hips over him, loving the way your clit rubs against him.

 “N-No, it was a persona for me too,” you cry out as he slaps your ass hard, quickly followed by another harsh slap to your other cheek.

“Y/N, you’re so hot,” Yeonjun groans as you start bouncing again. He feels your pussy beginning to clench again as your slick leaks down his shaft and balls. You hold on when you start to feel him bucking his hips up into you. “Don’t stop, let go Princess,” Yeonjun says roughly catching his bottom lip between his teeth.

Pushing a hand between your legs, you rub harsh circles into your clit. Your throat is hoarse from shouting out his name. Your eyes squeeze tightly shut as Yeonjun thrusts up hard, and you cry out as you come, clinging to him wherever you can.

You’ve barely come down from your euphoric high when Yeonjun eases you up, a rough bruising grip on your hips. He takes control guiding you up and down his length until he finally comes with a moaning whimper of your name falling from his lips.

You're panting hard when Yeonjun finally pulls out slowly, helping you lay down next to him gently.

“Fuck, I love you” Yeonjun whispers aggressively as he goes in to kiss you, his arms wrapping around you. It takes a while for those words to sink in because you’re still in disbelief. When he pulls away he’s surprised to find you frowning.

“You okay?” he asks worriedly, his fingers brushing over the slowly forming bruises on your body. “Was I too rough,” he swallows hard, meeting your eyes. You shake your head.

“You mean you love me as a friend right?” you question nervously, just wanting to confirm that he actually isn’t playing with your heart.

You heard rumors that he kinda does this thing with a select few girls for fun. So you want to make sure if he is actually on the same wavelength as you.

“That’s what’s wrong?” He asks with a smile shaking his head and kissing you again. He grabs a blanket to cover your body with for warmth. 

You nod looking down at your fingers which are now linked with his.

“If it bothers you, Y/N, then yeah I can pretend I meant as friends but no. I meant it when I said I fell in love with you. I wish we could’ve done this sooner, but at least I didn’t wait any longer,” he chuckles, the blush on his cheeks brightening the more he speaks. “But it’s totally fine if you wanna chalk this up to–” You cover his mouth with your hand shaking your head.

You pull his lips to yours with tears in your eyes, feeling him smile into the kiss as a sigh of relief leaves his chest. “I’ve start to fall in love with you too,  if it wasn’t obvious the last couple of weeks we started talking more. I was so used to you being a flirty nerd, but this was very unexpected. I’m still speechless,” you giggle watching the smirk slip onto his plump lips.

“Funny how you said you’re never do anything trashy with me and look at us now,” he promises you as he gets up to discard the used up condom in the trash bin next to his bed.

You roll your eyes at him, “Shut up! Things change!”

They really do.

The next morning, Yeonjun drops you off at your home. Well, he drops you off at the street corner so you wouldn’t appear too suspicious. 

“I know you gotta study for finals this week before graduation on Saturday, so I won’t bother you. But text me if you need me.” 

You nod, a warm smile tugging at your lips as you look at Yeonjun. "Thanks, Yeonjun. I appreciate it," you say softly, your heart feeling lighter knowing he's there for you now as someone more than a rival, more than a friend.

Yeonjun returns your smile, his gaze lingering on you for a moment before he leans in, pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek. "Anytime, Y/N. I'll be waiting for your call," he replies, his voice tinged with sincerity.

As you step out of the car and onto the sidewalk, you turn back to wave at Yeonjun, watching as he drives away. 

When enter your house, your very nosey mother folding laundry in the living room asks you about the wedding and where you stayed the night, you tell her you stayed with Kyeongmin, Namjoon’s younger sister. Before she can ask you anything else, you tell her you’re going to rest up and study for your finals in your room.

Once safely in your room, you let out a sigh of relief, grateful to have dodged your mother's interrogation. But as you glance at your phone, you see messages from Namjoon, Yoongi, and Jimin, all undoubtedly asking about last night's events.

Shit. It seems like you have some explaining to do.

You open Namjoon's message, feeling a pang of guilt as you read his words. 

Namjoonie [Saturday 12:01AM]: Hey, tiny! Sorry about making you uncomfortable by interrogating you and Yeonjun. Are you really dating him?

You take a deep breath before composing your response. 

You [Sunday 8:11AM]: “Hey, Joon! Yeah… I'm with Yeonjun…

You [Sunday 8:12AM]: It’s a long story. Let’s talk more after finals and grad are done? You’re going on Saturday, right?

You weren’t expecting him to be up at this hour, but when he responds not long after you send your text out, you wonder what happened after he left.

Namjoon [Sunday 8:12AM]: Wouldn’t miss it for the world :)

Namjoon has always been overprotective over you, but surprisingly, he’s being patient right now. Maybe the year in college has changed him. A part of you kinda hoped he’d react differently.

You responded to the rest of the guys similarly, and also receive responses that oddly disappoint you a bit.

June 3rd, 20XX [Saturday]

Finals week goes by in a flash. You pass all your finals with flying colors, and before you know it, it's Saturday morning. The graduation ceremony is at 4PM, but you're at the school gym at the crack ass of dawn to practice sitting in assigned seats and walking for the ceremony at the football field later.  With your status as Salutatorian, you end up getting placed in the very front, along with Jimin who is the Valedictorian and Yeonjun who sits in the 3rd spot.  The rest of the spots are filled by Daisy, Mark, Soobin, Denise, Stephan, Felix, and Kevin.

"It's really happening," you say out loud to no one in particular, but Jimin and Yeonjun look at you.

Jimin offers you a reassuring smile. "Yeah, it is. Can you believe it?"

Yeonjun chimes in, his usual playful smirk adorning his lips. "Well, I mean, look at us, top of the class and all."

Jimin eyes him suspiciously. It’s unlike Yeonjun to just butt into a conversation with you and Jimin like that. You’re afraid Jimin’s going to pounce on him, especially after likely hearing about what you two did at the wedding from your other best friends.

You chuckle nervously, attempting to redirect Jimin’s focus from him. "Well I barely secured this spot. Thank God you got an A- in AP Calculus,"

Jimin laughs a little too hard at your comment, and Yeonjun rolls his eyes playfully. "Hey, we’re all going to college and that’s what matters," he says, flashing a grin. 

You nod, feeling a sense of camaraderie with your friends. "Yeah, we are."

As the morning progresses, you go through the motions of the graduation rehearsal, listening to the instructions from the faculty and practicing your entrance and exit. After an hour and thirty minutes of practicing, you’re all free to head home and get ready.

"I'll give you a ride," Yeonjun suggests to you casually, however Jimin suddenly grabs your wrist.

"Nope, I'm taking her!" Jimin chimes in. "See ya!"

"H-Hey! Wait!" You protest, but Jimin drags you away to his used black porsche parked in the student parking lot.

You stumble slightly as Jimin pulls you along, caught off guard by his sudden decision. "Jimin, what's going on?" you ask, trying to keep up with his brisk pace.

"Nothing.” He groans, “Just want to take you to my place to get ready with me for graduation. We'll drop by your house to get your stuff."

You're taken aback by Jimin's sudden assertiveness but decide to go along with it, intrigued by what he has planned. "Uhh right! Sounds good?" you reply, trying to keep up with his energetic pace.

Jimin unlocks his car, and you slide into the passenger seat beside him. The engine roars to life, and you two exit campus, leaving Yeonjun there as he left with a puzzled expression. What Jimin did would be considered war against Yeonjun. But yet again, you didn’t realize this at the time.

The sun beats down on the football field, casting a warm glow over the sea of graduates seated in neat rows. As you sit among your classmates, adorned in your purple cap and gown, you can't help but feel a surge of nerves coursing through you. The anticipation builds as you anxiously await your turn to present your short speech as the Salutatorian of your class.

The field is alive with the buzz of excitement and anticipation, friends and family members filling the stands to witness this momentous occasion. The scent of freshly cut grass mingles with the faint aroma of flowers carried on the breeze, creating an atmosphere of celebration and achievement.

Your eyes scan the crowd, searching for familiar faces among the sea of spectators. You catch sight of your parents and sister sitting in the middle row, and then see Yoongi, Namjoon, Jin, Hoseok, Jungkook and Taehyung sitting right in front of them, holding flowers and balloons. Their proud smiles warming your heart and easing some of your nerves.

Suddenly, your attention is drawn to the stage where Jimin stands, delivering his graduation speech with eloquence and passion. His words resonate with the audience, his voice carrying across the field as he imparts words of wisdom and reflection on the journey ahead.

As Jimin concludes his speech to thunderous applause, you feel a mixture of pride and apprehension. It's your turn now, and you rise to your feet, your heart pounding in your chest as you make your way to the podium.

Taking a deep breath, you begin to speak, your voice steady despite the butterflies in your stomach. You don’t remember what you said, but you did deliver your speech with poise and confidence, sharing words of gratitude and inspiration with your fellow graduates. And it was well received, so that’s all that matters.

As the ceremony draws to a close and the last diploma is handed out, the graduates are instructed to move their tassels from the right side of their caps to the left—a symbolic gesture marking their transition from students to graduates.

With a collective movement, the sea of caps is adorned with a new arrangement of tassels, signifying the culmination of years of hard work and dedication. The air is filled with the sound of cheers and applause from family and friends, along with the joyful noise of celebratory horns and whistles.

As your eyes scan the crowd, you spot your guy best friends rushing to the field to meet you and Jimin. With wide grins plastered across their faces, they weave through the throngs of people, their excitement palpable in the air.

Yoongi is the first to reach you in a rush, his trademark smirk firmly in place. "Well, well, look who's finally a high school graduate," he teases, clapping a hand on your shoulder.

Namjoon follows closely behind, his eyes sparkling with pride. "Congrats you two! You actually made it!" he exclaims, enveloping you and Jimin in a tight hug.

“With honors, too. You two are insane. Congrats you nerds!” Jin teased. “It’s called being competitive! And of course we were gonna graduate. We may have been gaming at times, but we still did our shit.” Jimin exclaimed, rolling his eyes.

Hoseok jumps in with his signature peppiness, practically bouncing on his toes. "Hey, I believed y’all could do it! Now, let's party!" he cheers, his enthusiasm infectious.

Taehyung joins the group with a mischievous grin, already planning the festivities. "Hey, hey, Jungkook and I’s high school graduation isn’t until 7 PM. We can't party yet," he interjects, his eyes still twinkling with anticipation despite the delay.

You smile at Taehyung's words, nodding in agreement. "Don’t worry. Jimin and I will definitely swing by your graduation and then we’ll party," you assure him, feeling the excitement building up again. The group chuckles, the prospect of double celebrations lifting their spirits even more.

As you bask in the joyous atmosphere, a pang of sadness washes over you as you remember Yeonjun. You quickly turn around to scan the crowd for him, but he's nowhere to be seen. Before you can dwell on it further, you're called out by your parents and surrounded by friends and teachers eager to congratulate you and bid you farewell. The momentary worry about Yeonjun is pushed aside as you immerse yourself in the festivities.

June 4th, 20XX [Sunday]

Despite the fact that you couldn't see him after the ceremony, Yeonjun shows up at your house the next morning. 

Your mom and sister are heavily caught off guard when they open the door because they've never seen him in their lives. Your sister rushes up stairs to wakes you from your slumber.

“Y/N! You need to go downstairs because there’s a pretty boy outside waiting for you with flowers!” She yells at you while removing your blankets.

You groggily rub your eyes as your sister's words register in your mind. "A pretty boy with flowers?" you mumble, still half asleep. For some reason, the thought of it being Yeonjun doesn’t click in your head. The first guy that comes to mind is Namjoon, but that wouldn’t make sense.

"Yeah, I've never seen him before," your sister replies with a curious expression. "He's, like, really handsome."

The fact that she’s never seen him before tells you otherwise.

Curiosity piqued, you quickly throw on a hoodie over your pajamas and rush downstairs to see who could possibly be waiting for you at your doorstep. As you descend the stairs, you hear the muffled voices of your mom and sister conversing with someone.

When you reach the bottom of the stairs, you freeze in surprise at the sight of Yeonjun standing in your foyer, holding a bouquet of flowers. Your mom and sister look equally bewildered by his presence.

"Yeonjun?" you exclaim, blinking in disbelief.

"Hey," Yeonjun greets you with a sheepish smile, his cheeks tinged with a hint of pink. "I, uh, hope it's okay that I came over. I wanted to see you."

Your mom and sister exchange incredulous glances before your sister nudges you playfully. "Go on, Y/N, talk to your mysterious visitor," she whispers with a mischievous grin.

You shoot her a grateful, yet awkward smile before turning back to Yeonjun. "Yeah, of course it's okay. I'm just... surprised to see you here."

Yeonjun scratches the back of his neck nervously, his expression sheepish. "Yeah, uh, I wanted to apologize for disappearing after graduation. I got caught up with my friends and family… and I felt bad for not seeing you, so I wanted to make it up to you by taking you out for breakfast."

You raise an eyebrow, slightly surprised by his sudden appearance but also relieved. "Really? Well, I could definitely go for some breakfast right now," you say with a smile, feeling the tension ease between you.

"Get changed and we'll grab pancakes from Stacks. My treat," Yeonjun suggests with a grin.

Your eyes light up with excitement. "Bet! Just give me a sec to get ready," you reply, dashing upstairs to freshen up and swap your pajamas for a band t-shirt tucked into your med-wash jeans before heading out for breakfast.

You spent the morning talking with Yeonjun and eating breakfast before he took you back home. You talked to him about things you want to do over the summer with you and things of that sort. It felt so weird to finally be in a relationship. You didn’t think it would happen, let alone with someone you used to call your rival. He wanted to spend more time with you, but you told him you had to meet with Jimin to help Yoongi and Namjoon pack up and move out for the summer.

You also told him that you were going to let them know about your relationship with him, which he was fine with.

Jimin came to pick you up not long after and he drove to their college, which would soon become the same place you’ll be going to 2.5 months from now. 

“Congrats on whatever you and Yeonjun have.” Jimin said once you got in the car.

“Did Namjoon and Yoongi tell you?”

“Briefly, but there’s a few little birds in the dance community saying that Yeonjun was talking about you. Obviously don’t know all the details so you better tell me.” He eyes you for a second before looking back on the road.

“Obviously, you’re my best friend after all.” You say, and then proceed to tell him how this all started, where you are now, your fears, your excitement.

Jimin only nodded in response and smiled at your enthusiasm. But his smile hid a bit of sadness behind it. Though yet again, you didn’t realize the full extent about that at this time.

When you both arrived at the campus, You noticed Namjoon and Yoongi were already waiting for you outside of the dorm building with a good chunk of their stuff, cardboard boxes piled up as tall as them. Though, you think that there’s still more of it inside their dorm. Jimin parked the car in the dorm parking lot and got out to start loading the boxes in his car.

“Seokjin’s going to use his dad’s truck to help us pack some of the stuff that won’t fit in Jimin’s car. We’re waiting for him too.” Namjoon commented as he walked toward your window and leaned against it.

“Good to know! I was telling him earlier that most of this shit won’t fit in his small ass sports car.” You joked, which made Namjoon chuckle at your jab towards Jimin.

There was a pregnant pause after when you realized you hadn’t really talked this casually with Namjoon since the wedding. From the look in his eyes you realize that he also immediately had this thought as well.

You had talked to him last night at your graduation, but it was mainly celebratory exchanges and nothing directly related to your personal circumstances outside of that. He remained mostly around Hoseok’s side last night at the group grad party as he taught Namjoon about djaying.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you,” You begin as you break the silence, opening the car door to get out and shake your legs from the discomfort of sitting down for an hour. “Things happened pretty suddenly and quickly. There wasn’t really much time to bring it up—”

“It’s okay, Tiny.” Namjoon cut you off, knowing you were about to go on an apology tangent. He knows you do that whenever you feel really bad about something. “We’re all grown up. We’re bound to get into relationships. So don’t worry about it,” Namjoon smiled, however, his seemed more genuine than Jimins’. You’re not sure what this means… You expected more push and pull from him, but he’s being more understanding than you anticipated.

Yoongi tells the both of you to come inside the building so you can help him bring the last of the boxes out of their dorm. When you get to their room, Namjoon continues his thoughts.

“As long as Yeonjun doesn’t break your heart. I’m cool with him, I guess.” He carefully words out, seemingly trying to convince himself about that last sentence.

Yoongi catches chase of what Namjoon is talking about and nods, “I agree with that. If you’re happy, then we’re happy. It’s important to support each other. We’re best friends after all.”

“Right, but you better not leave us behind or start ignoring us for your boyfriend, alright?” Namjoon boops your nose with his index finger before hoisting up 3 big boxes in his arm, making you flustered. Looking at his arm strength has made you question if he’s gotten more buff recently.

“Obviously. You’re my best friends! No matter what, I’d never be an ass to you guys just because I have a boyfriend.” you spoke so matter-of-factly to them, like even the thought of you betraying them was pure blasphemy. You wouldn’t do that to them. You’ve known them for years, and have shed blood, sweat, and tears together. “You’re always one of my top priorities.”

There was a glow on their faces from simply hearing those words from you. You didn’t know the implications of that change of complexion. You were just being honest.

But you didn’t have any idea how much these words would haunt you later on.

The first month or so of dating Yeonjun has felt like a dream. 

A long awaited dream that you’ve had for so long. After graduating, you didn’t have much to do for the next three months you’re still in town. During the summer, you’d usually work a seasonal shift at a cafe near your local community college, but they were cutting costs and hiring less staff than usual. Jimin’s dad offered you a job at his bakery instead, which you decided to take, much to Jimin’s dismay. You assumed it’s because he didn’t want his dad to work you to the bone, which you didn’t mind. You wanted to have some extra cash to pay for college, as well as your outings with Yeonjun.

Yeonjun didn’t seem opposed to it either. Well, that’s what you thought at the time. Right before your shifts ended, Yeonjun would come by, get an injeolmi toast or an Iced Americano and then pick you up from work when your shift ended. It was a little embarrassing that Mr. Park would see him come by often. He’d even start to question you about the boy. At some point, he began conversations with him, asking him if he’s Korean, what school does he go to, what his parents do, etc. Jimin’s dad found him interesting, and would tease Jimin to “be more like Yeonjun”.

“Be more like Yeonjun?” Jimin scoffed, but didn’t continue his thought after looking at you and then looking away to continue with his task.

After he’d pick you up, you’d go on dates. Sometimes, you’d have a picnic at the lake or walk around the mall and talk about work, your parents, and your best friends with him. Other times, you’d come over to his apartment and help his aunt and cousin make mandu. When you were lucky, the apartment would be empty and you’d take the time to have sex with Yeonjun in his room.

Once, you tried to do the same thing and invite him to your place for sex. Your parents and sister had gone 2 cities over to shop at a bigger mall, so you didn’t miss the chance to text Yeonjun to come over. You were nervous the whole time, fearing that your parents could come home sooner than expected or sometimes even worse, Namjoon or his family would notice that Yeonjun came over. But your horny self pushed those thoughts away and let it happen.

Losing your sanity slowly for this man. But other thoughts remained on the back of your mind. 

July 4th, 20XX [Tuesday]

The afternoon sun was already high, casting a warm glow over the town as you called up Yeonjun to see if he wanted to join you at Hoseok's barbecue pool party. He had invited you and your best friends a last week, but you wanted your boyfriend to come along as well. It would help him get more familiar with your friend group and maybe your friends.

Yeonjun said he’s be down and confirmed that he would drive. Namjoon and Yoongi texted you not long after your call ended asking if they could get a ride from you since they were planning to drink at the party. Out of habit, you agreed, but then realized you fucked up.

When Yeonjun’s car pulled up to your front curb, there was a brief moment of reluctance as he saw Namjoon and Yoongi waiting with you. "Hey…didn't know we'd have a full car," Yeonjun said, trying to keep his tone light.

"I’m so sorry about that," you replied, sensing a bit of tension. "But they need a ride! And we’re going to the same place so it'll be fun!"

Namjoon and Yoongi exchanged glances, also hesitant but willing to go along. "As long as we get there," Yoongi muttered, sliding into the back seat, followed by a silent Namjoon.

You climbed into the passenger seat, buckling in while feeling the weight of the unspoken tension in the car. Yeonjun's usual playful demeanor was slightly subdued as he started driving, and the ride to Hoseok's house was filled with polite conversation and forced laughter, rather than the easy banter you were used to. You wore a black bikini, but covered it up with an orange Hawaiian shirt and short shorts. Despite the cover-up, your cleavage was noticeable, and you couldn't help but feel the eyes of Yeonjun, Namjoon, and Yoongi lingering on you throughout the ride when you’d turn to talk to them.

Upon arriving, Hoseok's backyard was already buzzing with commotion. The smell of grilled meats and the sound of upbeat music filled the air. Hoseok, busy DJ-ing, was nodding to the beat of the music ashis hands deftly adjusted the controls. His parents and sister were in Korea for the month, so he had the house to himself, which meant the party was full of his college friends and alcohol, adding to the lively atmosphere.

Jungkook was the first to greet you, his smile wide and welcoming. "Hey! You’re here!" he exclaimed, pulling you into a quick hug.

“Of course! Would never miss Hoseok’s party!” you replied, feeling the party’s energy start to lift your spirits.

Jimin, Taehyung, and Jin soon followed, each offering their own warm greetings. “Looking good,” Taehyung said, eyeing your outfit with a grin.

"You’re playing with fire Tae, but thanks," you replied, feeling a blush creep up your cheeks as you noticed him and the others sneaking glances at your attire.

Jimin laughed, clapping Yeonjun on the back. "Nice of you to bring our girl here safely."

"Our–?” Yeonjun said out loud without realizing, before he corrected himself. “Uh well, yeah, anything for her," Yeonjun said, his tone sounded off, but you didn’t try to think much of it.

The backyard was a lively scene, reminiscent of a typical college Fourth of July party. Brightly colored pool floats bobbed on the surface of the pool, people splashing and playing in the water. Tables were laden with a variety of foods: burgers, hot dogs, assorted fruits, and bowls of chips. Red, white, and blue decorations were everywhere, from streamers hanging from the porch to patriotic-themed tablecloths. Jungkook said he and Taehyung did most of the decor work.

People milled about, chatting, laughing, and dancing to the music Hoseok was mixing. Solo cups filled with various drinks were scattered around, and a beer pong table was set up near the garage, already attracting a competitive crowd.

"Grab a plate, y’all!" Taehyung called, waving you over to the food table.

As you approached, you noticed Yoongi and Namjoon heading straight for the grill, where Jin had gone back to. They started joking around with Jin, who was manning the grill, and soon the three of them were engaged in a playful banter about how Jin is so dad-like at times. Jin offered them some cold beers and they cracked them open.

Meanwhile, you filled your plate with a burger and some snacks and found a spot under a large umbrella with Yeonjun. He sat close enough that your knees touched under the table, and you could feel his gaze linger on you from time to time, sending shivers down your spine despite the warm summer air.

Sometimes, you wondered how Yeonjun felt being brought into this whole new world of yours. You were used to him hanging out with Soobin and Mark, and some of his other boys you realize you hadn’t met. And girls too. People from his dance community. You would like him to become friends with your friends, but does he feel uncomfortable here? You honestly don’t know deeply of his dating history to gauge how things must’ve been in the past for him. You turned to look at him, typing away on his phone.

“How are you liking the party?” You ask him, words leaving your mouth slowly. “It’s great.” He says simply, which makes you internally sigh in relief. “You truly have an interesting friend group, Princess.” He chuckles as he observes your friends playing an intense game of ninja across you two.

“I’m honestly not sure how I got stuck with these eggheads, but at least it’s been getting me out of the house and doing something for the last couple of years.” You respond, looking at the guys back.

The party continued to ramp up, with more people showing up, some familiar faces, as the day went on. Music filled the air, laughter was everywhere, and the smell of delicious food wafted through the yard. Hoseok, in his element, kept the energy high with his DJ skills, creating a festive atmosphere. You sit poolside, feet dipped in the water while watching your boyfriend and friends in the pool. Jungkook had convince Yeonjun to join them, which made him open up a bit than earlier,

"You’re not coming in the pool, Tiny?" Namjoon asked, nudging you slightly.

"Mmm," you replied with a coy smile. "Depends if I get a good enough reason to. Otherwise, I’ll chill here." "Oh? We'll give you plenty of reasons."

Just then, Jimin swam over with a mischievous grin. "You know, it's not a real pool party unless everyone's in the pool," he said.

Before you could react, Namjoon and Jimin each grabbed one of your arms. "Hey! Wait!" you squealed, but it was too late. They pulled you into the pool with a big splash.

You resurfaced, pushing your wet hair out of your face. The guys laughed, making you huff. "You guys are the worst!" you said, trying to sound annoyed but failing miserably.

Yeonjun was about to swim over towards you, until Yoongi beat him to it, “Are you good, Y/N?”

You turned to see Yoongi offering you a hand. "Yeah, I'm okay!" you replied, reaching out to take his hand. With his help, you pulled yourself up to the edge of the pool, sitting there once again with your feet in the water.

"Thanks, Yoongs," you said, giving Yoongi a grateful smile. He nodded, his expression softening as he looked at you.

"No problem," he replied, his tone gentle. "Just making sure you're okay."

As you chatted with Yoongi, you couldn't shake the feeling that something was bothering Yeonjun as he stood in the pool with the others. There was a flicker of something in his eyes, a hint of uncertainty that you couldn't quite place.

You caught his gaze for a moment, and you could sense a fear lingering in the pit of his stomach, something he couldn't find the courage to voice. It made you wonder what was going through his mind, what thoughts were swirling beneath that calm exterior he often wore.

Despite your curiosity, you didn't push him to share. Instead, you offered him a reassuring smile, hoping to convey that you were there for him if he ever needed to talk.

As the night wore on and darkness settled over the neighborhood, the sky erupted in bursts of color and light as fireworks filled the air. You and the guys gathered in the driveway, lighting sparklers and watching in awe as the vibrant displays lit up the night.

Yeonjun draped his arm around you, pulling you close as you both gazed up at the dazzling spectacle above. The warmth of his touch and the closeness between you brought a sense of comfort, momentarily easing the worries that had been nagging at you earlier.

As you and Yeonjun watched the fireworks together, he leaned in close, his voice low and smug over the noise of the festivities.

"These fireworks are pretty impressive," he remarked, his eyes flickering with amusement as he looked up at the sky. “Illegal though, but beautiful.”

You couldn't help but roll your eyes at his teasing tone. "Ha, well I think they’re okay, I guess," you replied, feigning nonchalance.

Yeonjun chuckled, his arm sliding casually around your waist. "Just okay? Come on, Y/N. They’re just as pretty as you."

You couldn't help but laugh at his flirty comment, feeling a warm flush spread across your cheeks. "You’re such a smooth talker, aren't you?" you teased, nudging him playfully with your shoulder.

He flashed you a cocky grin, his gaze lingering on you with a hint of mischief. "Hey, when you've got it, flaunt it," he quipped, his confidence shining through. Without a word, he leaned in, his lips meeting yours in a soft, sweet kiss. It was quick but electrifying, sending a rush of butterflies fluttering in your stomach. When you pulled away, both of you were left grinning like fools, unable to contain your laughter.

But amidst your shared moment of joy, you couldn't help but notice Yoongi's subtle glance from the side, his expression unreadable in the dim light. A fleeting observation, without time to question it more before Jin called out to you to join them in a sparkler fest.

August 18, 20XX [Friday]

More time spent together with Yeonjun continues to keep you busy throughout the summer, and progressively, you start seeing less and less of specific people. You don’t know if it’s intentional on either end, but that’s just how things have been going. 

“I’m taking you to Knott’s Berry Farm.” Yeonjun says, driving and continuing to look at the road ahead of him.

The slow spiraling of thoughts scatter for a moment as your heart skips a beat at Yeonjun's announcement. Knott's Berry Farm? You hadn't been to an amusement park since the eighth-grade end-of-year trip. The memories flood back, and you can't help but feel a surge of excitement mixed with a hint of nostalgia.

"Seriously?" you ask, unable to contain the grin spreading across your face.

Yeonjun nods, glancing at you with a playful smile. "Yep, seriously. Thought it'd be a fun way to spend the day with you. I love this place too."

You can hardly believe your luck. Knott's Berry Farm is no doubt the most fun place to be at, and with its thrilling rides, delicious food, and vibrant atmosphere, you knew it would be such a cute date to have. 

As you continue down the road, you can't help but chatter excitedly about all the rides you want to go on and the treats you can't wait to try. Yeonjun listens with a smile, occasionally interjecting with his own thoughts and memories of the park from when he was in middle school as well.

You and Yeonjun wander through the park, you come across a charming merry-go-round tucked away in a corner. Yeonjun's eyes light up with excitement, and he suggests taking a ride together. You agree, feeling a flutter of anticipation as you approach the carousel.

Once seated on the colorful wooden horses, you exchange smiles and playful glances with Yeonjun as the merry-go-round begins to spin. The cheerful music fills the air, and you can't help but giggle as you rise and fall with the gentle motion of the ride.

"You’re such a kid!" Yeonjun teases, his laughter mixing with yours.

"Well, what can I say? I just want to be young forever," you reply, feeling carefree in this moment with him. You wave your arm out, feeling so free and liberated.

Is this the korean drama relationship you’ve always dreamed up. After all this time, it feels like you’ve finally achieved it. All these cute dates. A loving boyfriend who was once your academic rival. A summer romance.

Though, when you remember that it’s not just you and Yeonjun in this little world you’ve crafted together, reality hits and you recall the words that your best friends once said: “Right, but you better not leave us behind or start ignoring us for your boyfriend, alright?” 

And then enters a sense of guilt and doubt you’ve felt earlier. 

As the ride slows to a stop, you catch sight of Namjoon, who coincidentally is staring right at you off the ride. He’s with a group of people, you can’t tell at the moment. Your heart skips a beat, and a sudden wave of anxiety washes over you. You're not sure why you feel this way, especially around your best friends, but the thought of them seeing you with Yeonjun has progressively made you feel self-conscious. Why is this happening?

"Hey, isn't that Namjoon and the others?" Yeonjun asks, noticing your reaction.

"Yeah," you reply softly, unable to shake off the nerves.

Yeonjun looks at you with concern, his hand reaching out to gently squeeze yours. "Y/N, Are you okay?"

You nod, offering him a reassuring smile. "Oh, yeah. Just felt a little nauseous for a sec. Let's go say hi."

Together, you approach Namjoon who turns out to be hanging out with familiar faces like Jungkook and Jin. The other people in their party are unfamiliar to you, but you do see Namjoon’s fling and Jungkook’s fling behind him. 

Unease grows, but you try to push it aside. As you greet them with a smile and introduce yourself to the unknown faces, you can't help but wonder why being with Yeonjun in front of your friends feels so daunting.

You notice Namjoon's being a bit quiet, letting Jin and Jungkook excitedly converse with Yeonjun. You feel a pang of disappointment at the lack of words from him, but you try to brush it off, not wanting to make a scene.

“Jin hyung mentioned he wanted to come to an amusement park so he dragged us–” Jungkook is smacked on the back by the older man.

“You guys wanted to come with me voluntarily! So we brought some buddies. Yoongi and the rest of the guys hate theme parks.” Jin argued back, making you giggle slightly.

Namjoon offers a half-hearted nod while Jungkook and Jin give you bright smiles. Yeonjun stands beside you, his expression unreadable as he observes the interaction.

"Do you want to join us for some rides?" Jin suggests, breaking the awkward silence. "The lines don't look too bad today. The more the merrier right?" The other guys and girls happily agree.

"Yeah! Let’s do it Y/N!" Jungkook agrees, his eyes lighting up with excitement.

You glance at Yeonjun, silently asking for his opinion. He nods in agreement, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “Sure, that sounds fun.”

"Great! Which ride should we go on first?" you ask, trying to steer the conversation away from the tension that still lingers between Namjoon and Yeonjun.

As you wait in line for the Ghostrider rollercoaster, you can't shake the feeling of tension between Namjoon and Yeonjun. Namjoon stands a little too close to you, pointedly ignoring Yeonjun's attempts at conversation and even the fling he’s here with. You exchange a concerned glance with Yeonjun, but he offers you a reassuring smile, trying to brush off the awkwardness.

You enjoy the thrill of five rides together, getting to talk to some of the college friends Jin and Namjoon brought along, as well as being silly with Jungkook. He reminds you a lot of Jimin at times, and it makes you miss him. You hadn’t seen him for sometime. 

Something else you’ve noticed during this little adventure is that Hyungseo has been trying to cling to Namjoon, however, he keeps kindly rejecting her advances. After some time, she sticks to a few of the other girls in the group, who she seems to gossip about you to. Jungkook’s fling (who you find out is named Tzuyu) is really kind, and probably the only girl to want to genuinely talk to you seeing how comfortable you are around Jungkook. And not in an overly-touchy way, 

After all the rides, the churning sensation in your stomach becomes too much to ignore. "I'm going to grab a water," you announce to the group, nodding towards the nearby concession stand. Yeonjun, Jungkook, and Jin nod in understanding, eager to continue their adventure.

“I can come with you,” Yeonjun suggests, but you shake your head slightly.

“It’s okay, Jjunie. Go join everyone else for another ride! I want you to have fun,” you assure him with a warm smile. 

“Yes, dear friend! Come join us on this quest!” Jin comments, pointing to the next ride, which looks like an insane rollercoaster.

Though he hesitates to leave you behind, he eventually nods and heads over to join Jin and the others.

As you wait in line to buy a bottle of water, Namjoon joins you, his expression unreadable. You sense his tension and decide to break the ice. "You didn’t go on the ride?” You ask.

“Nah, I’ve been feeling parched, so I wanted to grab something to drink,” he responds, his lips forming a straight line. Something is definitely amiss.

“Okay…” You reply before addressing the elephant in the room. "Hey Joonie, is everything okay?" you ask, trying to sound casual.

Namjoon hesitates for a moment before replying, "Yeah, why?" His tone is curt, and you can't help but feel a pang of annoyance.

"Namjoon, you've been acting weird towards Yeonjun all day… Plus, you aren’t hanging out with Hyungseo?" you finally confront him, unable to ignore the tension any longer. "What's going on?"

"Surprised you even remembered her name.” He chuckles “We’re just friends, nothing serious. I don’t need to be glued to her all the time.”

That sounds like a slight jab to you hanging around Yeonjun, but you’re not gonna say that.

“Ignoring my main question, I see.”

He sighs, running a hand through his hair. “Hey, I’m not being weird. I just… don't like Yeonjun, isn’t that fair to feel? I don’t trust him either."

You furrow your brows in confusion. "What do you mean? Yeonjun is my boyfriend, and he's been nothing but kind to me."

Namjoon shakes his head, his expression firm. "I know, but I’ve heard from Jimin and the shit his dance friends said. I have a bad feeling about him. I don't want to see you get hurt."

It’s actually interesting that he brings this up right now, because you realized, that despite you hanging out with Yeonjun often, you haven’t met those dance friends. You’ve talked about wanting to dance, but he says he’ll bring you there eventually.

You feel a surge of frustration at Namjoon's stubbornness. “Namjoon, I appreciate your concern, but I'm capable of making my own decisions. Yeonjun cares about me, and I trust him.” You take the time to sigh now, “Plus, How do we know that whatever rumors they say are true. Maybe it could be some jealous ex?’

Namjoon opens his mouth to respond, but you cut him off, not wanting to hear any more of his unfounded suspicions. "Fine, let's just enjoy the rest of the day, okay? We can talk about this later."

“No… I want to talk about this right now. I know you, Yoongi, and Jimin might be worried that Yeonjun could be using me or even seeing someone else, but everything is going amazing right now. He’s been the sweetest boyfriend.” You sigh, feeling tears welling up in your eyes, “I just want my best friends to get along with my boyfriend. Please.”

Feeling the depth of your emotions, Namjoon's expression softens, his concern evident in his eyes. "I understand, Tiny. I'm sorry if I've made things uncomfortable," he says, his tone gentler now.

There. He says it again like he did back in June. It feels like walking on eggshells.

You nod, appreciating his willingness to listen. "It's okay, Joonie. I know you're just looking out for me," you reply, feeling some of the tension ease between you.

Namjoon lets out a sigh, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "I just want what's best for you, you know? And if Yeonjun truly cares about you, then I'll do my best to support you both," he admits, his voice tinged with sincerity, but also a hint of frustration. You don’t want to comment on that. You wonder if you were in his position, would you do the same thing? Maybe.

Nonetheless, a sense of relief washes over you, grateful for Namjoon's willingness to put aside his reservations for your sake. "Thank you, Joonie. That means a lot to me," you say, offering him a small smile.

As the day comes to a close, you bid farewell to the guys, exchanging hugs and promises to hang out again soon. With Yeonjun by your side, you exit the park, the vibrant lights of the attractions fading into the distance as you make your way to his car.

The silence hangs between you for a moment, the only sound the soft hum of the engine as Yeonjun starts the car. Then, breaking the quietude, Yeonjun speaks up, his voice laced with uncertainty, "Namjoon doesn't like me much, does he?"

You turn to look at him, noting the furrow in his brow and the tension in his shoulders. Sighing softly, you reach out to place a comforting hand on his arm. "No! It's not that he doesn't like you, Jjunie," you assure him, using the affectionate nickname you've grown fond of. "He's just protective of me, that's all."

Which you initially thought wasn’t the case, but with time, you’re starting to see it come out.

Yeonjun nods, though his expression remains troubled. "I get that," he replies, his gaze fixed on the road ahead and recounting the many stories of your past with Namjoon that you’ve told him. "But I want him to know that I care about you too, and that I'll do everything I can to make you happy."

You offer him a reassuring smile, feeling a surge of warmth at his words. "I know you will, Jjunie," you say, squeezing his arm gently. "And I appreciate that more than you know." Yeonjun stops at an empty parking lot by the lake park by his place just to prove this simple fact to you. You're not sure when you ended up in his lap but you can't complain as you run your fingers through the waves of his hair. Pressed up against him in such a tight space. The flurry of emotions has goosebumps raising on your skin and he pulls away, panting harshly. Your foreheads are touching as you gaze at each other.

"I still can't believe you want me," he almost laughs in disbelief. "Is this real or am I dreaming?"

"Of course, you're not dreaming. I do want you. Always have. None of your other crushes ever want you?" You roll your hips as a test and Yeonjun’s low moan of your name only amplifies your confidence. "How could they when they weren't me?"

He slides his seat back, the sudden motion causing you to slam a hand against the window to try to steady yourself and avoid throwing your weight against him. But that's exactly what he wants. Using the momentum to cup the round cheeks of your ass under your skirt, he positions you right where the tip of his hard cock pokes against his jeans. You can feel him through the thin piece of fabric that is your already ruined panties.

"You're so wet, baby," he murmurs against your lips. "All for me, yeah? No one else, no other guy could soak your pussy like me, right?"

Even if it was a lie (which it wasn't), you can only agree because Yeonjun doesn't move an inch until a resounding yes leaves your lips. It's another scrambled blur as you fight to undo his belt and pull his jeans in the small space you have. 

Just like your love for him.

You let out a relieved sigh when his cock is in your hand and Yeonjun moans, throwing his head back. You'd moved down a bit so you could jerk him off easier, giggling at how he twitches when he feels the heat of your pulsating cunt leaking all over his thigh.

Then, once prepped, Yeonjun slides your panties to the side and prepares to roll a condom down on his length. He lets his head fall forehead and softly bumps your forehead with his as you attempt to sink down on his dick. He keeps his fingers splayed across both of your hips, bunching up the fabric of your short skirt so he can watch the way your puffy pussy lips part and wrap around the tip of his thick, hard cock.

And then eventually, after a series of thrusts, rolls, and moans of “jjunie” and “princess”,  you both reach orgasm.

Yes, this is the world you want to stay in. You don’t want this to end.

August 21st, 20XX [Monday]

The faint sounds of a video game’s battle music filled Yoongi’s living room, but none of the guys were paying attention. The controllers lay discarded on the couch, forgotten as they discussed a far more pressing issue.

"I feel like I'm gonna lose my mind," Namjoon groaned, throwing an arm over his face as he leaned back on the couch, staring blankly up at the ceiling. His frustration hanged in the air.

“Well, what can you do? She loves the guy and he seems to love her. We just gotta let them be.” Yoongi muttered, though his voice lacked conviction.

“Yeah, and I found out that guy is really just a total dick! Are you really just going to ‘let them be’ while knowing that?” Jimin snapped from the other side of the room, his voice sharp with disbelief.

Taehyung, perched on the edge of the couch, chimed in, his tone more neutral. "Come on, he can't be that bad." He glanced at Hoseok, who nodded thoughtfully in agreement. Jimin, however, was having none of it. "Oh, he's that bad," he insisted, leaning forward with an intensity that had everyone’s attention. "Some of my dancer mutuals told me Yeonjun was completely head over heels for Y/N, but suddenly he's been cozying up to some of the college freshmen girls who just moved into the city for university. They go to the same dance center he trains at. If that doesn’t say something about him and a change in behavior, I don’t know what will."

"Maybe he's just being friendly?" Taehyung suggested, elbowing Jimin playfully. "Isn't he like that? Aren't you like that?"

Jimin shot him a glare, clearly annoyed. "You see, compared to me, I don’t act all friendly and even touchy with other people, especially girls, while I’m dating someone. That’s making it seem like I’m not interested in my partner, which is what Yeonjun’s showing.” “I thought you guys collectively agreed you wouldn't care about who she was seeing and wouldn't let it get in the way of your lives,” Hoseok pointed out, his voice calm but firm.

The pact. Jimin, Yoongi and Namjoon made that to not let their feelings get in the way of your friendship with them, but they would also try to continue to support you in dating another man, even if it wasn’t them.

Emphasis on “try”, it wasn’t working. Hoseok had heard about this pact, but the other guys don’t know the details or extent of everything.

"I mean, we tried," Namjoon admitted with a heavy sigh, dragging his hand down his face. "But how can we just sit back and let this happen when we know he's... he's not good for her? She deserves better."

Yoongi's fingers drummed absentmindedly on his knee, his usually calm demeanor cracking ever so slightly. "Hoseok's right, though. We said we wouldn’t let this ruin things. But watching her with him? It’s harder than I thought. We don’t even talk to her as much as we used to. Even college had me feeling distanced."

Jimin threw his phone at the floor in frustration, stuttering. "B-But If Yeonjun’s messing around behind her back, we can’t just sit here and do nothing!"

The room fell into a heavy silence. Even the game’s background music seemed to fade into the distance. It was clear that the pact, once meant to protect their friendship and their feelings for you, was now a source of inner conflict when you’re with someone else.

Hoseok, who hadn’t been as deeply involved in the situation, finally spoke up. "So, what are you guys gonna do? Intervene and risk her getting mad at you all, or let it play out and see if she figures it out on her own?"

Yoongi’s eyes flickered with an emotion none of them could name. Deep down, he knew the answer to that question. And it wasn’t going to be easy.

Namjoon, staring at the ceiling again, said quietly, “Maybe Hoseok’s right. We’re the ones who need to figure out what we’re doing—before we lose her entirely. Let’s just let her be.” Yoongi and Jimin exchanged pained glances, both struggling to accept the decision they knew they had to make. Despite the knot tightening in their chests, it was clear that the only path left was to respect your choices. You seem to trust Yeonjun and Yeonjun seems to do that too, however with time, people’s true colors start to bleed through like the pages written in Sharpie ink. 

It’s only a matter of time before you’d see it too. That despite getting closer to Yeonjun, his spark would eventually flicker and dim.

And that’s what happened.

September 10, 20XX [Sunday]

Yeonjun drove you to campus for move-in day, his car filled to the brim with boxes filled with your things to move into college. Despite the conversations and silly banter you had with him throughout the two hour car ride to campus, something felt off about him. You couldn’t pin point it. Maybe he’s sad that you’re going to be apart for sometime? But his school is still relatively close enough for you to hang out on weekends. He’s being allowed to take his car to campus, so lucky of him.

For the stuff that didn’t fit in his car, you kindly begged Yoongi to add to his car filled with Jimin’s stuff. And he kindly allowed it. A win for you! 

You think back to when Yoongi arrived at your house to pick up your stuff, it had been the first time you saw him in over a month. He had cut his hair, styled it differently from the usually bowl cut style he’d sport. He looked… good.

Jimin had the longer bowl cut look, which he sat in the box trying to not get crushed by boxes. Namjoon stepped into the passenger seat, his hair short as well. It felt relieving to see them alive and well after some time. You hadn’t seen Namjoon since the amusement park date.

You’d thought you’d get to see them more often, but good thing is that you’ll be at the same school again.

“Thank you guys for helping Jimin and me move into our dorm,” you chirped, flashing a grin as you gave Namjoon and Yoongi a playful pat on the back. You walked beside them, rolling up a cart piled high with a ridiculous amount of boxes.

“Anytime, just for you,” Yoongi sang in his usual deadpan way, though the small smile tugging at his lips gave him away.

Namjoon chuckled, glancing over at the mountain of stuff. “You sure this is everything? Feels like you packed your whole life.”

You shrugged, grinning. "Gotta be prepared for anything."

Yoongi nods, smirking as he adds, “Yeah, just don’t forget who helped when it’s time to hang stuff up.”

You laugh, rolling your eyes. "Don’t worry, I’ll keep that in mind. Decorating party at my place later, right?"

The campus had mostly quieted down by the afternoon, some students already attending some of the orientation/back to school festivities. Most of the freshmen had already moved in that morning, leaving the dorm halls a lot less chaotic. Jimin, who had been assigned to the same building as you but lived four doors down the hall, had already unpacked most of his things earlier. Yoongi and Namjoon, being sophomores, had moved into their dorm across the quad the day before, making them more than willing to lend a hand.

As you all approach the open door to your dorm, you see Yeonjun inside, standing in front of your roommate’s side of the room, helping unpack some things. His face brightens when he spots you. “Hey, Princess,” he greeted with a charming smile, lifting a small stack of books. “Where do you want these?”

You paused for a second, feeling your heart skip a beat at the sight of him in your space. "Oh, just put them on the desk for now," you said, trying to sound nonchalant as you wheeled the cart in.

Yoongi, walking in behind you, exchanged a glance with Namjoon. They didn’t say anything, but the tension was palpable. You could feel it hanging in the air between them and Yeonjun, though neither had the courage—or the willingness—to voice whatever was on their minds.

Jimin entered your room after finishing unpacking the major things he had boxed up in his dorm room, "Still can't believe we're neighbors now. You'll be crashing at my place in no time."

You laugh softly and punch his arm lightly. "We’ll see about that."

Namjoon, with his typical smirk, adds, "Don't let her get too comfortable, Jimin. She might just never leave."

“Haha, as if. I’ll be fine in the comfort of my own hut here, once I get everything set up, that is.”

As everyone helped unpack, the awkwardness lingered, though Yoongi and Namjoon seemed to make an effort to push through it. You couldn't help but notice their eyes occasionally flitting toward Yeonjun, especially when he got too close to you. And while Yeonjun remained his usual confident self, you couldn’t shake the feeling that even he sensed the underlying tension.

After a while, Yoongi cleared his throat. “Alright, I think we’ve done our part. Plus, I’m hungry. You guys want anything for a late lunch? I’ll go with Namjoon and bring it over to eat here.”

“Are you getting it from the dining hall or off campus?”

Namjoon chuckled. “We’ve got a Pizza My Heart right across the street at the university town center. I don’t think we should subject you to dining hall hell yet.”

You laughed. “Fair! Just get me whatever looks good, as long as it doesn’t have olives.”

“Okay, princess,” Yoongi teased sarcastically, earning a laugh from everyone—well, except Yeonjun, whose expression was unreadable.

“We’ll be back soon,” Yoongi added as he stood up, nudging Namjoon to follow.

Jimin stood up as well, stretching his arms. “I’m gonna be back. I need to grab my MacBook charger from Jungkook. He’s on the first floor.”

You nodded, “Alright, see you soon.”

As the others left, you were left alone with Yeonjun, and suddenly the room felt a bit quieter. You could sense the shift in the air, but decided not to address it yet. Instead, you turned to him and smiled. “Thanks again for all the help today.”

He smiled back, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Of course, anything for you."

After setting up the bedding, you sat on your bed, cross-legged, while Yeonjun at on the floor, scrolling through his phone before going back to taking things out of your boxes. The energy in the room was quieter, almost unsettling, and even though nothing had really happened, you couldn’t shake the feeling that something felt… off. Maybe it was how distant Yeonjun had been, or how little he’d said since Yoongi, Namjoon, and Jimin left.

“So, are you going to rush for a frat?” you asked, trying to cut through the awkwardness in the air. He’d mentioned it before as a joke, but now that school was starting, you wonder if he was seriously considering it.

Yeonjun shrugged. “Yeah, I think so. I mean, some of the guys I know are rushing, so it wouldn’t hurt to check it out.”

You smiled, though it felt forced. “That's cool. I guess it’s like… a built-in social life, huh?”

“Yeah, and the connections, I heard, could be good for internships or something. I don’t know much yet, but I’ll figure it out,” he replied, his voice sounding unusually flat.

You shifted, adjusting the pillow behind your back. “I was looking into joining some clubs too. There's the Korean Student Association and Intramural Volleyball club that sound fun, and there’s also this creative collective for business students interested in marketing and branding. I think it could be a great way to meet people and maybe do something more hands-on.”

Yeonjun nodded, but you noticed his attention was drifting, like he wasn’t really invested in the conversation. That was when you felt the first pang of unease. You tried to brush it off, telling yourself it was just nerves from the whole “new chapter” thing.

“So, what do you think? Should I go for all? I know it’s a lot, but I kind of want to try everything.”

Yeonjun glanced up at you, meeting your eyes for a split second before looking away again. His jaw tightened a little, and there was this flicker of something in his expression—something you couldn’t quite read. You felt a knot tighten in your stomach.

“Yeah, that sounds good,” he said, his voice strained, like he was forcing himself to sound supportive. “It’s… it’s really great that you’re finding your path.”

You narrowed your eyes slightly, sensing the shift. He wasn’t being weird, not exactly, but something in his tone wasn’t right. It was like he was holding back. You weren’t sure whether to push him or let it go, but the knot in your stomach only grew tighter.

“Yeonjun, is everything good? You seem a little... off.” You laughed lightly, hoping to ease whatever tension was in the air.

He let out a slow breath and rubbed the back of his neck. "I’ve just been thinking about some stuff.”

Oh.

“Oh? Like what?”

“Like…” His voice trailed off, the words hanging in the air between you. The pause felt longer than it should have, and your pulse quickened. 

He stood up from where he’d been sitting on the floor, crossing his arms as he looked at you—really looked at you—like he was trying to brace himself for whatever he was about to say.

You could feel your heartbeat in your throat, and the dread that had been quietly bubbling up inside you suddenly spiked.

“Y/N…" His voice was serious, and when his eyes met yours, they didn’t hold the warmth you were used to. Instead, they were cold, distant, like he was already somewhere else. “Let’s break up.”

For a moment, you just stared at him, trying to process the words that had come out of his mouth. Did he really just say what you thought he said? “…What?”

“I think we should break up,” he repeated, this time with more conviction, like he’d already made the decision long before this moment. His tone was so matter-of-fact, so detached, it almost didn’t feel real.

You blinked, frozen in place. Your brain was scrambling to catch up to the situation, but all you could do was stare at him, disbelief washing over you. This couldn’t be happening. Not now, not like this. You had just been talking about school, about clubs, about the future—things that felt exciting. You’ve been dating all summer, and you were about to start a new chapter together after years of being rivals. And now, just like that, he was ending it?

“Yeonjun…” you finally managed to say, your voice quiet and shaky. “Where is this coming from? We were just—everything was fine…”

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I don’t know, Y/N. I’ve been thinking about it for a while, I just didn’t know how to bring it up. We’re going to college, we’re going to meet new people… things are gonna change.”

His words hit you like a punch in the gut. “So… that’s it? You’ve been thinking about it for a while, and now you just… drop this on me? In the middle of you helping me move in to my dorm? Right before I start my first day of college tomorrow”

Yeonjun didn’t look at you, his jaw tightening as he stood there, silent. It was clear he had made up his mind, but that didn’t stop the confusion and hurt from flooding you.

Yeonjun looked down, avoiding your gaze. "I’m sorry, Y/N," he finally muttered, his voice soft but resolute.

You watched as he turned toward the door, his hands slipping into his pockets as if he’d already checked out of this moment. He was leaving. He was actually walking away.

You got off your bed, wanting to chase after him, hoping to somehow find out the real reason why. What he said can’t be the answer!

 However, because you were sitting cross-legged, your legs had fallen asleep, causing you to stumble and fall to the carpeted floor. You groan from the sudden contact, fists balling up.

“...After everything, you’re just gonna walk away, Yeonjun?” you asked, your voice barely a whisper, a mix of anger and heartbreak clawing at your chest.

Yeonjun paused for a moment at the door but didn’t turn around. The silence felt crushing, like the air had been sucked out of the room, leaving only the hollow space between you. He didn’t say anything, just opened the door and stepped out, leaving you sitting there in a daze.

Namjoon and Yoongi walked back into your dorm building after someone from inside buzzed them in. Each of them held a pizza box from Pizza My Heart, the one right across the street, with paper plates tucked under one arm and little packets of crushed red pepper and parmesan balanced on top. They were deep in conversation about Yoongi's music, as usual.

"I’m kinda jealous," Namjoon admitted, balancing the pizzas as they headed up the stairs. "You get to fully dive into that and make it your thing. Already producing amazing music at your age too. I don’t even know what my thing is yet."

Yoongi had been producing tracks for people on a freelance basis, just because he fell in love with it. Thanks to you encouraging him in the past. Namjoon had wanted to do a similar thing, however, he doesn’t think he could be as great at Yoongi. Plus there were other things he wanted to do on his mind.

Yoongi shrugged, his casual confidence showing through. "You’ll figure it out, man. You’ve got time. It’s not like everything’s set in stone."

Namjoon let out a soft chuckle, but it was tinged with uncertainty. "I’m leaning toward doing work in writing or art conservation… I just love how it connects culture and history, you know? But I’m majoring in polisci like my mom wanted. It feels more... secure, I guess. Something to lean on if I don’t find my footing elsewhere."

Yoongi nodded, understanding but focused. "That makes sense. You're always reading up on political theory in your free time, so it’s not like it’s a waste either."

As they climbed the stairs, they reached the hallway leading to your dorm when Namjoon noticed Yeonjun walking in the opposite direction, clearly in a hurry. Something about his rushed pace felt… wrong. Instinctively, Namjoon called out, "Yo, Yeonjun!"

But Yeonjun kept moving, not even glancing in their direction. He usually wasn’t the most chatty guy around Namjoon, but he always acknowledged him. This time? Nothing.

"That’s weird," Namjoon muttered, looking over at Yoongi, who was already watching him with raised eyebrows. Yoongi sensed it too—something was off.

They quickened their pace toward your dorm room. As they approached, they saw that the door was slightly ajar. Namjoon’s heart skipped a beat, his fingers tightening on the pizza boxes. Why was the door open?

Pushing the door open, they stepped inside and immediately froze.

You were sitting on the floor, devastation clear in your eyes. Tears streamed down your cheeks, but you didn’t make a sound. Your arms were limp, hands resting on your lap, and your eyes stared blankly ahead, as if everything around you had collapsed in that moment.

Namjoon’s heart sank to the floor, the pizza boxes feeling like dead weight in his hands. He didn’t need an explanation to understand what had just happened, but Yoongi was the one to break the heavy silence. “What… happened?” Yoongi’s voice was low and careful, as if even asking might shatter the fragile state you were in.

You didn’t look up, but your voice came out, flat and hollow. "He broke up with me."

Namjoon’s breath hitched. That was all you needed to say. He immediately set the pizza boxes down, shoving them into Yoongi’s arms without a word and rushed out of the room, determination in his steps.

What the hell, Yeonjun? Namjoon thought as he bolted down the hall. His mind raced, a mixture of anger and disbelief bubbling up inside him. How could you just do that? Out of nowhere?

Namjoon reached the stairwell, taking the steps two at a time as his thoughts continued to swirl. He barely registered his surroundings as he burst through the door and out into the parking lot, scanning the area for any sign of Yeonjun.

But he was already gone.

Namjoon stood there, breathing hard, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. His mind replayed the sight of you on the floor, shattered, and the empty hallway where Yeonjun had disappeared. He cursed under his breath, staring out into the empty parking lot, feeling utterly helpless.

Upon returning to your dorm, Namjoon stepped inside to find you crumpled against Yoongi’s shoulder, your sobs tearing through the quiet room. Yoongi sat there, his arm around you, giving gentle, soothing pats on your back. His expression was calm, but his eyes were clouded with concern

Jimin, Jungkook, and Taehyung had shown up, standing a few feet away, clearly unsure of how to approach the situation. They exchanged worried glances, but didn’t dare say anything, afraid to make things worse.

Namjoon stood there for a moment, running a hand through his hair in frustration before speaking. “He’s gone,” he said flatly, his voice carrying the weight of disappointment and anger.

You didn’t even look up. Your voice, fragile and broken, managed to slip through the tears. “It’s fine.”

But it wasn’t fine. Namjoon could hear it in the way your voice cracked, in the way your body trembled against Yoongi. The room was silent, save for your quiet sobs, and the tension hung heavily between all of you.

Jimin stepped forward, kneeling down next to you. "Hey," he said softly, his tone as gentle as he could muster. "We’re here. You don’t have to go through this alone, alright?"

Taehyung, standing behind Jimin, nodded in agreement. “Yeah, we’ve got us now too.” He referred to him, Jungkook, Hoseok and Seokjin. “Whatever you need, just say the word.”

"Should we go hunt Yeonjun down and beat the shit out of him?" Jungkook chimes in, his tone was both serious and protective. “Namjoon hyung and I will take care of it!”

Namjoon raised an eyebrow, momentarily startled by the boldness, but the hint of anger in his eyes showed he wasn’t entirely against the idea. “It wouldn’t be that hard to find him, right?” he added, cracking his knuckles.

A part of you almost wanted to say yes, let them go after him. Let someone else feel this rage, this betrayal, the way you were feeling it now. But would it fix anything? The thought of them confronting Yeonjun, of this turning into something more, twisted in your stomach. You didn’t want that kind of drama. You didn’t want to give Yeonjun the satisfaction of knowing he’d affected you this deeply.

“As satisfying as that might sound, we probably shouldn’t resort to violence.” Jimin glanced at you, his soft gaze almost apologetic, as if he knew this was far from enough to make up for what just happened.

A small, dry laugh escaped your lips, surprising even yourself. “I don’t think beating him up will change anything. But… I appreciate the thought.”

You were trying to keep it together, but every breath felt heavier than the last. There was a numbness creeping into your limbs, a strange feeling of disassociation. Like you were watching everything from the outside, seeing your friends rally around you, but not fully present in your own skin. How did it get to this point? Just hours ago, everything seemed okay. You'd laughed with Yeonjun, talked about plans with your best friends, even looked forward to your classes... and then, out of nowhere, he tore everything apart.

Jungkook still looked like he was ready to throw down. “It’s not fair that he just walks away like that! You deserve better!”

Better. You nodded slowly, the reality of the situation starting to sink in. You did deserve better, didn’t you? But for some reason, it felt like you couldn’t quite believe it. Like a part of you was still stuck on the idea that maybe you’d done something wrong, that you weren’t enough. You shook off the thought before it could take root. “I know. It just… hurts.”

It really does.

Yoongi’s hand stayed firm on your shoulder, grounding you. “You’ve got us. That’s what matters right now.”

Namjoon sighed, letting go of some of the anger building up inside him. “We’ll handle Yeonjun another way if we need to,” he said, his voice low but resolute. “But for now, let’s focus on getting you through this.”

His words hit you harder than you expected. They were trying so hard to help you, to lift you up, and you appreciated it more than you could ever say. But even with their support, there was an ache inside you that you couldn’t shake. A part of you felt so small, so foolish, for letting Yeonjun in just for him to leave like this. 

Jimin and Taehyung, sensing the heavy atmosphere, suggested playing games or heading over to Hoseok and Seokjin’s off-campus rental to distract you. They were trying to lift the mood, and though you appreciated their efforts, you weren’t quite up for it. You mustered a small smile, grateful for how much they cared, but the weight of your heartbreak still anchored you. The thought of how lucky you were to have them by your side helped, but it didn’t ease the pain completely.

As the afternoon slowly bled into the evening, you left the dorm with your friends to explore the campus before classes began the next day. You did your best to seem like you were okay, like crying it out and eating pizza had made you feel better. But even though you laughed at their jokes and joined in the conversation, you couldn’t fool them. They knew you were struggling beneath the surface.

In the days that followed, despite the distraction of your new routine, the heartache lingered like a dull ache. You kept busy, throwing yourself into unpacking, attending orientation events, and exploring the campus with your friends. But no matter how much you tried to move on, Yeonjun's sudden departure haunted you, lingering in your thoughts when you least expected it. Even surrounded by friends and laughter, there was always a hollow space where he used to be.

You tried to shake it off, but the sadness crept in, even more as classes started and the reality of college life sank in. You knew it would take time, but for now, pretending to be fine was the best you could do.

Your first year of college was supposed to be exciting, but much of it blurred together, like walking through a fog. The daily routines, classes, and dorm life all seemed to meld into one long stretch of time, where the only thing that truly stood out were small, vivid memories—those moments where everything suddenly felt in color. One of those was the day you met Ahn Hyejin, known around campus as Hwasa. It was a week into the semester when you finally worked up the courage to go to the Fall Club Fair and join a club. The guys wanted you to go check it out, hoping this would get you out of your daze. And it kinda did help.

You’ve never had a female close friend before. Usually girls would steer clear of you out of jealousy for being friends with Namjoon, Yoongi and Jimin.

However, Hwasa was different. Hwasa was bold, unafraid to speak her mind, and had a way of making you feel like you were exactly where you needed to be. She didn’t care about the other guys, as she also had close guy friends too. She quickly became the friend you didn’t realize you needed. With her, you started feeling more like yourself again. Together, you explored the campus, hit up the best food spots, and even talked about bigger things, like what you wanted from life and what it meant to start fresh. Each step forward was a tiny rebellion against the lingering thoughts of Yeonjun.

Bit by bit, you immersed yourself in college life, finding comfort in new experiences, distractions, and laughter. Parties. Maybe a little bit of underage drinking in moderation, of course. Slowly, the weight of that breakup lifted, and you began to focus on your future, your passions, and the friends who were always there for you. In time, Namjoon, Jimin, Taehyung, and the rest of the group became even more important to you. Their support, the inside jokes, and all the moments shared together filled the spaces that had once been occupied by the pain of Yeonjun leaving.

One afternoon in late spring, you found yourself sitting on the campus lawn with Yoongi, watching one of Yoongi’s band friends perform at the Spring Fling. Students sit around you two, while a gentle breeze swept through the budding trees. He was fixing the strings on his guitar, which he recently started to learn to play. He was lost in thought as usual, while you sat beside him, enjoying music and the warmth of the sun on your skin.

“You’ve changed,” he said suddenly, breaking the comfortable silence.

You turned to look at him, a bit surprised by the observation. “In what way?”

He glanced up from his guitar, his eyes soft but serious. “I don’t know... you just seem lighter. More like yourself again.”

You smiled, feeling the weight of his words. “Is that so? I think I’m finally starting to let that thing go.”

Yoongi nodded, strumming another chord. “It’s good to see. We were all worried for a while... after Yeonjun.”

At the mention of his name, you expected to feel that familiar sting, the one that usually sat in your chest whenever you thought about him. But this time, it wasn’t as sharp. “Yeah,” you murmured, looking down at your hands, “I was a mess for a while, but that’s life. I thought the relationship meant something bigger, but ”

“You weren’t a mess,” Yoongi corrected, his voice calm and measured, “you were healing.”

You took a deep breath, letting his words sink in. Healing. That’s exactly what it was. Slowly but surely, piece by piece, you were putting yourself back together. And in that moment, sitting beside Yoongi on the grass, watching the band play, you realized just how far you’d come. The fog had started to lift.

Spring had a way of bringing new beginnings, and for the first time in a long time, you felt like you were ready for yours.

But that was just the beginning of another story—the one you wouldn’t fully understand until much later.

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A/N: thank you for reading! if you're be interested, please check out my 'love u lately' series focused on Yoongi x Namjoon x Jimin x Reader. happy yeonjun day!

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[5and3nevermind]

Wake up, yoonminersssssss!

Guess who else went shopping with Jimin and Namjoon today?

Yoongi!

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✰ 8/26/2023 ✰

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[starryjkoo]

hi!!

i was wondering what your opinion was on if yg was actually bluffing/bullshiting in the bts live about him playing the guitar and singing with jm until three am or not?

i've seen some jkkrs mention it being a joke (due to jm not knowing what yg was talking about multiple times but going along with it), but i don't know if it's bc they legit think it's made up or they're just insecure from tkkrs and ymnrs' tendency to overdramatize anything with ym and tk (especially to "get back" at jkkrs/jkk)...

if it's true, how is it any different than jm and nj staying up drinking and talking about army together after hobi's hots festa concert?

also isn't the word romantic (낭만) that the members used when reacting to the story, more about something being sentimental and idealistic than coupley? like how it was used in ays?

Hi!! Honestly I’m not 100% on that! But my personal opinion would be that he was telling the truth, and I think in general it's better to take them at their word with that kind of stuff. I just think it took Jimin a minute because it clearly wasn’t some super, special romantic memory that he was holding onto lmao. I think it’s a really cute story though!

And yeah exactly! I immediately thought of minimoni staying up until like 5AM drinking together. It just seems like a normal thing for Jimin. And yoonminjoon all live in the same apartment complex which makes it even less notable that any of them would randomly meet up in the middle of the night.

I don’t think Jikooker’s are insecure so much as they’re just annoyed with tkkrs doing typical tkkr things to discredit Jikook, exactly as you said with the over dramatization of ymn moments and all that. I think that’s why some of them dislike yoonmin in general because it’s always being used as a way to push Jimin onto another ship (also some ymnrs are really vile). Yoonmin is also the other fandom favored ship and that can be frustrating sometimes for obvious reasons...

I do think some Jikooker’s kind of need to chill though. Some are being a bit overzealous because of the way the fandom has been treating Jikook lately. I totally get some of the irritation but I think it’s better to pick your battles. Also you know how some ARMYs start to resent the members because of their solos? Some people will start doing that with Jikook (even more than they already are) if Jikooker’s are too obnoxious.

also isn't the word romantic (낭만) that the members used when reacting to the story, more about something being sentimental and idealistic than coupley? like how it was used in ays?

And yeah exactly! Jikooker’s have already extensively gone over that word because of AYS lol, where it was used a lot by Jikook (and I think JM recently referred to their time in the military that way?). I’m sure tkkrs don’t care and will run with it anyways though. That's just kind of what they do unfortunately.

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#yoonminjoon

Pairing: Min Yoongi/Kim Namjoon/Park Jimin/ Reader

Summary: For their anniversary Yoongi, Namjoon, Jimin and reader take a glamping trip far into the woods where no one can hear their screams :)

Word Count: 24.1K

Yoongi’s apartment is a bit messier than usual when you walk inside. There are books on his living room floor which you suspect Namjoon left there. The boys have been a lot busier in the last few months. With a comeback and solo work coming out within the next seven months your boys are spending nearly every moment working. They seem to have a never ending list of commitments. It can be frustrating as a girlfriend but as a producer you get it. Your boyfriends are world famous musicians and though it’s taken some time you’ve found the balance. Well kind of.

Yoongi, Namjoon and Jimin have invited you on a weekend camping trip. You are thrilled to have a getaway. With them being idols there are limited options for the four of you unless you come on business trips. They knew how important it was to find time off near your anniversary and like always when they promise something it will happen. It’s hard to believe it’s already been over three years since Yoongi approached you to produce a song with him.

In 2016 you had the opportunity to work with an artist you really admire. You were in your first semester of college when Heize contacted you. She found something you had posted online through one of her colleagues and wanted to take a chance on someone who was unknown. Without Heize asking you to produce Star, life would probably be so different. She took a chance on you and helped you get your foot in the door. You think you could live a hundred more years and never repay Heize for what she did for you. Whenever you can you try to show your appreciation for how she helped you. She still contacts you often for producing help and sometimes to go out for drinks.

Years later when Yoongi worked with Heize he mentioned the song you produced. It's a song that Yoongi really loves to this day and knowing you produced it only makes him love it more. He said that Heize gushed compliments about your work ethic and talent. She gave him your contact information and he wasted no time contacting you. It was supposed to be just one song, but there was an undeniable connection that neither of you could just let slip away. You tried to be professional but every day it became increasingly difficult with his flirtatious comments and gummy smile. Joon and Jimin came in a little later. There was a hint of something going on with the three boys before you came along but they didn’t put a label on it until you came into the picture. It wasn’t exactly easy for the four of you to express your feelings for each other at first. It took many hours of conversation to agree on a relationship together and even more hours to maintain what you have now.

You stop dead in your tracks when you see what is lying on Yoongi’s bed. Of course, you knew they would be preparing you for today, but this was not the avenue you thought they’d choose. There are lilac rose petals and polaroid photos scattered across his bed with a black velvet box in the middle. You take a cautious step closer to the bed to see if your suspicion is true.

The first photo you pick up confirms what they did. They never fail to surprise you. You almost laugh at the excitement that courses through your body. In your hand is a beautiful polaroid of Namjoon kneeling on a plush rug with his large hands on Jimin’s ass and his soft lips just barely grazing the tip of Jimin’s cock. They must have taken these photos quite a while ago because Namjoon’s hair is a dark purple color very much unlike the black he’s been sporting for the last few months.

You set the photo back in its original spot and pull out your phone to take a photo. No one in the world will ever see this except for you. Your boyfriends did all this just for you. More of the photos catch your eye. It’s almost overwhelming trying to decide where to look. The next one you pick up shows a face that only you, Jimin and Namjoon know. Yoongi’s head is thrown back in pure ecstasy, eyes closed and mouth hung open waiting to receive from his boyfriends. Trails of cum decorate his soft face in a way that has you stripping your clothes off before you even begin to wonder what’s in the box.

After throwing your clothes to the side you set your phone against Yoongi’s ring stand. You scamper to the middle of the bed in just your lacy underwear after hitting video call on the group chat with your boyfriends. At least Yoongi should know where you are right now and the opportunity that he would be missing if he decides not to answer.

A sound letting you know someone answered comes from your phone. They should be at the cabins by now but you weren’t sure if anyone would answer. Reception up there can be spotty sometimes. You don’t look towards the camera opting to finally find out what they have left you in the box.

“Hello, baby. What do you–” Namjoon says, which is quickly cut off by his boyfriends shushing him.

They know you so well. The quieter they stay the easier it will be for you to prepare yourself for the big night they have planned. It’s unlikely they will be able to contain themselves the whole time but you know from past experiences they will probably hang up if they get too excited.

You can’t always follow them on tour so there have been many facetime booty calls. Depending on the situation and vibe they might stay on the line, but this is one of the times they may just hang up. Especially when they are with their other partners they might forget what made them excited in the first place to have fun with the one who is with them. It pissed you off the first time they did it but now the four of you have an understanding.

The four of you talk about most of the sex you have anyways, unless someone has specifically asked not to. That is something the four of you came to agreement about after a practically mind blowing plane ride with Namjoon that you couldn’t keep to yourself. There was also that time with Jimin and Yoongi in the bathroom of the greenroom at Soldier Field where a line was somewhat crossed with another band member. There was a long discussion after that incident.

Somehow in the three years you’ve been together the four of you have never had sex all together. It’s hard enough getting two of them with you at one time let alone three. Every time you’ve tried to plan this something has come up. The first time it was a last minute reshoot that couldn’t wait, the second time Jimin got the flu and refused to be in the same room as his partners, and the last time Namjoon got food poisoning. This feels like some kind of divine miracle. It’s obvious those three have spared no effort to make sure that this is something truly unforgettable. Hopefully it won’t take three more years for the next time.

You lift the lid off the velvet box to reveal a silver anal plug with a violet heart shaped gem at the end. With a smirk crossing your face you lift the plug out of the box before replacing it. Your voyeurs need to know you saw what they left for you but a few things need to happen before you’ll insert that and be on your way to your lovely boyfriends.

The box makes its way to Yoongi’s side table before you choose another polaroid to look at. Your wetness is soaking through the thin material of your panties as you see Yoongi sitting on Namjoon’s lap. This photoshoot must have happened in Namjoon’s apartment because they are sitting on his couch completely naked. Yoongi and Namjoon are facing the camera with Yoongi’s legs spread on each side of Namjoon’s massive muscular thighs. Your hand dips into your panties as you study the details of the photo further. Yoongi’s thick cock is on display for all to see and you can only imagine how the photo isn’t capturing the full pinkness of his needy length. Joon has one hand weaved through the roots of Yoongi’s hair pulling his head back with a sexy smirk on his face. This is something they both greatly enjoy.

Your legs lift in the air as you shimmy your panties off. With extra care you sling them towards the camera just missing it. Jimin’s light chuckle can be heard through the phone speaker. Your dainty fingers spread your lips apart and you almost laugh when you hear the gasps. After all this time they make you feel like they are seeing you for the first time. Tossing aside the previous photo, you grab another.

Jimin is bent over the arm of Namjoon’s couch being stuffed from both directions. Namjoon’s long fingers are gripping Jimin’s hips while he thrusts inside of him. Yoongi is in front of Jimin looking down while Jimin is sucking him off. Jimin is looking up at Yoongi in a way that drives all of you insane. Sometimes you think he might have mind control powers. When he gives you that look it’s like every cell in your body wants to do whatever will make him happy.

“Who took this photo?” You say even though you wanted them to feel like you’d forgotten they were there.

Normally, you would let this slide but you are far too curious about who they let see them in such a compromising position. It must have been one of their members but who would possibly agree to this? They love each other a lot but you didn’t think it extended as far as taking photos of them fucking their partners. Your boyfriends would never have let one of their members do that if you were there. That sounds hypocritical in a way but there’s a reason we have that boundary.

“Angel, you're going to have to show it to us.” Yoongi’s deep voice cuts through your thoughts.

You back off the bed being sure to stick your ass out. It must be driving them crazy. You’ve all been taking a break in preparation for this trip. When you hold the photo close to the screen Namjoon lets out a low groan like he’s remembering how it felt. Yoongi smirks, crossing his arms over his chest. No one answers for a moment just looking at you holding the photo to your chest. You are beginning to get annoyed when your youngest boyfriend answers.

“Taehyung took the photo, my love.” Jimin says, releasing his lip from between his teeth.

It makes the most sense that it was Taehyung. He and Jimin have some other worldly connection that no one can deny. A lot of Army think they are dating because they are so consistently together even when Jimin is with his real boyfriends. You wonder what Jimin promised Taehyung in order for him to agree. If asked you would bet anything he’d say he did it for the “art.” While some of these photos are very artistically framed, they are pure porn. The best kind.

You return to the bed without another word and continue touching yourself. Each of your boyfriends knew what to photograph to drive you to the edge. You coat your finger in your essence and turn over with your ass towards the camera. In front of you there is a photo of Yoongi being pinned to the ground by Jimin’s foot while the smaller man fucks him. With each new photo you wish they had at least given you GIFs. It’s like they are teasing you. Giving you just a taste of the things they did to each other.

Your fingers slide backwards to trace your puckered hole while you think about the dirty things Namjoon was promising you yesterday. If there is one thing your boyfriends always do, it's live up to what they say they are going to do to you. It was unbelievable the first time Jimin delivered on his promise to make you come so hard you wouldn’t know your name. All you could do was say Jimin over and over.

There is slight discomfort as your first finger pushes its way into your tight hole. A groan falls from your lips as you sit up rubbing your clit slowly with your other hand to distract from the discomfort. There are noises coming from the phone but they are small enough that it’s not too distracting.

“I don’t understand why I have to do this myself.” You pout without turning towards the phone. They know very well that this is a fun game to you or they wouldn’t have done it like this. Knowing they can’t touch you right now must be killing them. “Wouldn’t it have been so much better to help me?”

“It’ll be worth the wait, baby.” Namjoon says as you finally turn to face the camera again.

Their faces are verging on desperation which makes a smirk creep to your lips. They want you just as bad as you want them. Of course, you know how much they love you but seeing how painful it is for them not to touch you is reassuring in a way. You add another finger in the back, opening and preparing yourself for your boyfriend's gift. You slide the fingers of your other hand from your clit down into your pussy. Namjoon’s name passes your lips as you begin fucking yourself on your fingers. The squelching sound is so loud you are sure it’s all they can hear.

“My love, you look so beautiful.” Jimin says a few moments later as you open Yoongi’s bedside table looking for lube. He has a few options as he’s well prepared for whatever might happen in this room. You can feel your orgasm approaching and you know it won’t be long if you continue at this pace.

You quickly find the lube you need and drizzle the cold substance onto the anal plug. You venture closer to the camera changing the angle so they can best see you put in their present. With the tip of the plug barely inside your puckered hole you finger yourself looking at your boyfriend’s seductive stares. Jimin would be painting your face if he was here.

Yoongi gets more antsy every second you drag this on for. After turning your soft ass towards the camera, you push the plug further inside. The stretch is still a little uncomfortable but you can do it. You take a deep breath as each thrust of your fingers brings you closer to your high. The encouraging noises coming from your phone are aiding the process greatly.

“Good girl.” Yoongi purrs. “I knew you would like this. So fucking nice, angel.”

The moment ‘good girl’ leaves his mouth you are overcome with pleasure and push the plug the rest of the way in. It fits snuggly no longer causing you pain. It feels nice as you wiggle your ass in front of the camera. You want to collapse on the floor for a minute but you get up sending a wink towards your boyfriends before ending the call.

Before doing anything else you head to the bathroom to clean yourself. When you are freshened up you put on the lingerie you bought specifically for this occasion. The pieces they buy for you are beautiful, but there is nothing quite like the look on their faces when you completely surprise them. You take a few photos in Yoongi’s full length mirror. It’s unlikely you’ll ever send them to someone else, but you look hot so it should be documented.

You gather the photos from the bed and put them into an envelope for safe keeping. The envelope goes into your bag, because you’ll be damned if these beautiful photos get thrown away. It doesn’t feel like you had enough time to appreciate every photo. You are sure this will help get you through their next tour and serve as the best reminder of your third anniversary ever. There is nothing like the combined forces of your boyfriend's minds and creativity.

In Yoongi’s closet you find one of Namjoon’s oversized hoodies and put that on over your lingerie with nothing else. You are sure no one’s clothing is going to stay on their bodies for long anyways. Joon loves it when you wear his clothes, especially when it shows off the large size difference between the two of you. Namjoon vehemently denies he has a size kink but when the smallest size gap is five inches and the largest is eleven inches it's kind of hard to believe him. You’ve seen the way his eyes sparkle when he holds you in the air and bounces you on his cock like you weigh nothing.

There are a few things you actually wanted to grab from Yoongi’s apartment before you headed out into the wilderness. Well maybe that's a little dramatic. While the reception can be spotty there is electricity in the cabins. You’ve only been there once a few years ago, but it was by far the nicest camping experience you’ve ever had. The difference this time is you aren’t tagging along with seven members while they are working. This time it is just you and your boyfriends. No staff. No managers. Just a weekend with your favorite people. A weekend to do all the things that sometimes feel so hard to come by.

Yoongi, Namjoon, and Jimin drove to the cabin together. You wanted to drive yourself but they insisted it would be fun to drive back all together. So you are piling your things into a black SUV with tinted windows. One of the regular staff members, who you are quite fond of, is driving you up despite your protests. Three against one never really works. Thankfully, they rarely gang up on you unless it’s something small and petty.

A number of the staff members are aware of your relationship with some of the members. Most of them don’t fully understand and you think that's for the better. They can’t exactly leak anything if they don’t have solid proof. Who would believe that you are dating three members of BTS and produce songs for their company? That would sound wild to anyone who hasn’t spent a significant amount of time around the four of you.

Minhoon, one of the few staff that your boyfriends completely trust with you, makes light conversation with you as he drives. He has two small children who often visit the company with his wife. You love listening to him talk about his children and his wife. The adoration he has for them is obvious by how he speaks. Will your boys talk about you like that someday when the world knows about your relationship? Will they brag about how beautiful you are to anyone who will listen? Will they talk about your children with as much admiration as Minhoon?

Yoongi is pacing between the fire pit and the porch of the first cabin when you arrive. His face breaks into a wide grin when he sees the SUV pull up. He runs towards the vehicle opening the door for you holding a hand out to help you step down.

“I missed you, naughty girl.” Yoongi says quietly as he wraps you tightly in his arms.

“Yoongi, you saw me a few hours ago.” You mutter despite the blush creeping onto your face.

“Angel, you know that doesn’t count.” His hand slides down to cup your ass. He spreads your cheeks slightly, reminding you of their present. You’ve felt full the whole ride but it was easier to ignore with a very different kind of conversation going on. “I couldn’t touch you.”

“Yoongi!” You push him away because Minhoon is present.

Sure, he’s probably seen and heard worse things but that doesn’t mean we need to add to the list. Yoongi gives a fake pout before retreating to get your things out of the car. Before you can try to get anything another pair of arms is dragging you away. His height is the first give away, but the 13 on his wrist makes you sure that this is your Jimin.

“You really put on a show for us.” Jimin murmurs, turning you around to face him.

“I loved the pictures, but I wish you would’ve stayed with me.”

Another person might think you are really upset they weren’t there, but your boyfriends know you are playing with them. Namjoon, Yoongi, and Jimin aren’t just creative when it comes to music. They will find a way to make you happy even if it’s not always convenient for them. Instances like today are what keeps life exciting and fun. You never know their next move.

“Us being there defeats the purpose of the pictures, my love.” Jimin trails his soft fingers against your jaw line.

After a moment you can’t take it any longer so you pull him down. He lets out a shocked noise as your lips connect. You hope the spark that comes with kissing his soft lips never goes away. Even after years of kissing him in every way you can imagine he still makes your knees weak. Your lips part allowing him to deepen the kiss as you grab the fabric of his shirt pulling him closer until there is no room between you.

“Hey, hey! At least wait until Minhoon has driven away.” Namjoon’s deep voice breaks you apart.

Namjoon pulls you away from Jimin wrapping his strong arms around your thighs so he can spin you around. He does this quite frequently much to Yoongi’s dismay. Yoongi is rightfully afraid Namjoon is going to drop you, but right now there is no protest. Minhoon drives away without another word, probably biting back vile.

“Are you wearing Joon’s hoodie?” Yoongi asks after successfully moving your things to the porch of the nearest cabin.

“It’s my favorite hoodie.” You reply while twirling one of the strings around your index finger.

Yoongi lifts the edge of your hoodie to sneak a peek at your round ass. He lifts it just far enough that he can't see your lingerie like he knows there might be a surprise. You walk onto the porch leading them closer to the bed you so desperately want to be in. When you turn around you see that they are standing right in front of you. Without even trying you have their full attention.

“Baby, you always look best in my clothes.” Namjoon says watching you pick up one of your bags by bending all the way over. The pretty purple gem is displayed for your boyfriends to see. There was no innocence in the movement. You don’t want to wait any longer. A hand too small to be Namjoon’s smacks your ass. “Oh, you're just teasing us now.”

Namjoon crouches down to throw you over his shoulder and brings you inside the cabin. You are giggling knowing this is exactly what you wanted him to do. They should call you the mastermind. He drops you on the crisp white sheets before kneeling in front of the bed. You scoot to the end of the bed so your legs are hanging off. Your second oldest boyfriend’s hands trail up the front of the hoodie and he quirks an eyebrow when he feels lace. Namjoon pulls the hoodie off in one swift motion and his breath catches. There is a moment of awe as he takes in the beautiful sight in front of him.

Jimin surges forward to appreciate the purple flower details barely covering your breasts. He is sitting beside you on the left while Joon’s large hands grip your thighs. Namjoon is wearing several silver rings on his fingers. Yoongi takes the other side trailing his long fingers across your ribcage.

“You are so fucking beautiful.” Jimin says stroking your hair. He’s always the most tender at first, but that rarely lasts long. “Got all dressed up just for us.”

Namjoon spreads your legs with his strong hands, resting himself between them. He leans down to place a sloppy kiss on your thigh. The sensitive skin of your thigh tingles as Joon drags his soft lips across them. Yoongi moves closer, sweeping your hair back to nip at your collarbone. Jimin’s hand wanders to your chest teasing your nipple through the thin fabric of the lingerie. With one hand you reach for Yoongi’s clothed crotch where you find he is already hard.

You reach toward Jimin and pull his shirt over his head, flinging it to the floor. He squeezes your breast before capturing your lips with his. Namjoon is taking his sweet time kissing your thighs, moving slightly closer to your cunt with every kiss. Jimin’s mouth slides down kissing at your neck before taking your hard nipple into his mouth. He swirls his tongue around the numb sending shivers down your spine.

“Take your clothes off.” You say to no one in particular.

Each of your boyfriends pause what they were doing to do as you asked. They stand stripping their clothes off while you watch. Jimin strokes his thick cock before resuming his place beside you. Namjoon takes Yoongi’s place on the bed and you immediately take his long thick cock in your hand. Of your boyfriends Namjoon is the longest and biggest with beautiful veins running up the side. Yoongi kneels in front of the bed sparing not even a second before he moves your lace panties aside so he can tongue your pussy. His tongue sends shocks of pleasure through your body.

“Jimin?” You question before opening your mouth wide.

Without a thought your youngest boyfriend starts to do as you asked before Namjoon stops him with a light hand on his chest.

“Have you forgotten how to ask for things, baby?” Namjoon asks, taking your jaw in his hand and forcing you to look at him.

Your grip tightens on Namjoon’s cock stroking faster until he lets go of your jaw. Pretty whimpers are falling from his lips. Jimin brings his cock to your lips and you appreciate the blush colored tip for a moment before swirling your tongue around it. Jimin hisses putting a gentle hand on the back of your head. You wrap your lips around his thick cock trying to move closer. Yoongi has other ideas as he pins your hips against the mattress and latches his lips around your clit. You groan around Jimin’s cock when your oldest boyfriend flicks his tongue. Jimin moves closer pushing more of himself into your mouth.

Namjoon is rubbing his hand across Jimin’s chest above you while you continue to stroke his cock with one hand. Your small hand barely wraps all the way around Namjoon’s length. Jimin thrusts into your mouth, low grunts are escaping his plush lips. Namjoon clears his throat and your eyes travel towards him. You pull your mouth off of Jimin with a satisfying pop. You lie flat on the firm bed and stick your tongue out.

Two of your boyfriends slap their cocks across your tongue while your hand goes to Yoongi’s hair. Your oldest boyfriend slips a finger inside of you, after finally removing your lace panties, curling it just the way you like. He knows how to make you gasp like it’s the first time every time. After three years together his skilled hands know exactly what to do. Your hand clenches into his hair and he groans. Namjoon and Jimin are kissing above you in a way that makes you clench around Yoongi’s fingers.

“Need your cock.” You say between breathy moans.

Yoongi drills his fingers into you faster while still holding down your hip with his other hand. The other boys continue to kiss each other moving further up the bed until Jimin is straddling Namjoon. This quickly leads to Jimin kissing down Namjoon’s torso and taking the older one’s cock into his mouth. Joon hisses as Jimin’s skilled lips work over the hard length. You are momentarily distracted by the lewd slurping sound Jimin is making as he sinks his mouth further onto Namjoon’s cock. Joon’s head is resting against the pillows thrown back with his eyes tightly shut.

“Whose cock do you need, angel?” Yoongi stops what he was doing, sending a shiver of disappointment through your body, and stands.

“Yours, please.”

Yoongi walks around the side of the bed and lies down with his hands above his head. You follow him to the head of the bed and sit on his strong thighs. You grind your wet pussy against his already leaking cock. Your oldest boyfriend grows tired of that very quickly and pulls you down by the back of the neck.

“Fuck yourself on my cock.” He commands, then pulls you in for a heated kiss.

Your hand reaches for his cock and lines it with your entrance. Slowly, you sink down onto his thick length. You whine into his mouth as his cock stretches your tight hole. You do as Yoongi asked and start bouncing on his cock sitting up for better leverage and so you can watch your other boyfriends. Yoongi slides a hand from your hip to your perky nipple playing with the bud while he watches you fuck yourself on his hard cock.

“Don’t you want to play with me?” You ask, eyeing Jimin and Namjoon as you roll your hips on Yoongi’s cock.

Jimin is taking all of Namjoon’s length into his throat, gagging himself to make Namjoon’s back arch off the bed. It never fails to impress you that Jimin can take the whole cock in his mouth. Your youngest boyfriend's eyes turn toward you with his boyfriend’s cock still in his mouth.

“Jiminie, our girlfriend wants us.”

Jimin goes to Yoongi instead of you, but that leaves Namjoon to do what you’ve been waiting for all day. Joon kneels behind you, after retrieving something from the bedside table, while Yoongi pulls you against his chest. Yoongi’s cock slips out of you when Namjoon lifts your ass for easier access. Jimin is patiently waiting next to Yoongi’s head with his thick length in his hand.

“You look so pretty.” Namjoon mutters spreading your cheeks while Yoongi hugs you to his chest. Your oldest boyfriend lightly strokes your hair while your other boyfriend is getting situated. You place a soft kiss on the ‘7’ tattoo over Yoongi’s heart. “You took our gift so well.”

Namjoon puts his thumb against the anal plug and pushes it further in causing you groan loudly. Afterwards he gently pulls it out making sure you are okay every step of the way. He puts it to the side as your hole clenches around the air desperately needing something to fill you up. You hear the sound of a cap opening then a squirting sound followed by a cap closing.

“Are you ready, Joon?” Yoongi asks, moving his hands to grip your thighs.

“Yeah I’m ready.” Joon puts his cock between your cheeks. The tip is just barely grazing your puckered hole. He trails a long finger down your spine before he pulls his hand back to smack the side of your ass. “You ready?”

You nod your head not trusting yourself to say something without your voice breaking. Both men slowly insert themselves with comforting pats and kisses. Jimin sits on Yoongi’s face with his back to you. The phases of the moon on his toned back momentarily distract you from what is happening. Namjoon’s length is stretching your hole causing just a little discomfort. He knows to wait a few seconds before moving especially at his size.

Yoongi’s face is buried between Jimin’s ass cheeks while he tries to match Namjoon’s steady rhythm. Jimin’s hands are gripping the headboard so tightly you think he might break it. Yoongi’s tongue must be from some far away dimension. Everyone that has ever had the pleasure of receiving oral from him has said it’s like nothing else. You wholeheartedly agree.

Namjoon pulls your hair into a ponytail with his hand and pulls your head back. You yelp loving the stinging sensation from your hair being yanked. Pleasure shoots through you while they fuck you harder. Heat is pooling in your stomach making you want more, but how much more can you get? Jimin comes to kiss you while your boyfriends pick up the pace. Each thrust is leaving you more sensitive. You can feel your high coming. The air is filled with the sound of skin slapping and wet kisses. Jimin gasps suddenly and you look down to see Yoongi has put two fingers inside him.

“You’re doing so well.” Yoongi says grunting as he slams his cock into you. You moan an almost embarrassingly loud sound. “Good girl. Let us hear you.”

Yoongi’s thumb slips through your folds to find your swollen clit. Namjoon lets go of your hair wrapping his long fingers around your neck. He applies light pressure to the sides of your neck as he snaps his hips harder than before. Yoongi’s thumb is working in perfect time with the thrust of Namjoon’s hips. An incomprehensible string of names and noises leaves your mouth as your legs begin to shake.

“Gonna cum.” You whine, putting your hand over the one on your throat.

You try to fuck yourself on your boyfriends cocks but Namjoon holds his other hand to your waist. Yoongi chuckles, thrusting right into your G-spot, his gummy smile never leaving his face. How can he be smiling like that when he is ruining you? Yoongi’s finger flicks over your clit faster. Jimin takes one of your nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the bud.

“Be a good girl and cum for us.” Namjoon whispers into your ear, tightening his grip on your neck.

His words are enough to send to you over the edge. Your holes clench around your boyfriend's cock and you ride your high. Namjoon releases your throat when he feels you start to sink. If anyone else were in the room they would think you are doing half the BTS fanchant with the way all you can say is your loves names. Jimin is the only thing stopping you from falling over. All your muscles are giving out in your state of bliss. Yoongi doesn’t stop moving his thumb until you grab his wrist.

Yoongi and Namjoon pull out of you slowly with soft touches. Jimin lifts you off of Yoongi and into his lap. Jimin cradles you in his arms pressing kisses to your nose and forehead. Namjoon crawls up the bed to hover over Yoongi before leaning in for a kiss. Yoongi lets Namjoon get comfortable in the kiss for a moment then flips him on his back. You are always a little surprised when Yoongi shows off his true strength. It’s a turn on for all of your partners. There is something incredibly sexy about being thrown around by your Yoongles.

Namjoon coats his cock in lube again with one hand while the other is lightly sliding across Yoongi’s ribcage. Your oldest boyfriend spreads his cheeks as he sinks down onto Namjoon’s length. His head is thrown back as he braces himself with his hands on thighs that you will gladly let crush your entire being. Namjoon groans, lowering his hands to Yoongi’s hips while you and Jimin watch. Your youngest boyfriend continues to pepper your neck with kisses and you can feel his hard length against your back.

“Do you want to taste me?” You ask Jimin warmly with your eyes still trained on Yoongi bouncing his plump ass on Namjoon’s cock.

“Lie down for me.” Jimin instructs and you shake your head sharply. Your eyes lock on the length still slick with your arousal flopping against Yoongi’s stomach as he searches for his high. “Oh…you want to watch me suck Yoongi off. Dirty girl.”

Jimin goes into a kissing frenzy covering every inch of your upper body with over exaggerated smooches before doing what you asked him. He’s slow to interrupt them and you get it. They look so perfect like this. Yoongi gladly takes hold of Jimin’s head and guides him making him moan even louder.

“Angel, are you enjoying the show?”

“The best show I’ve seen all week.”

“That’s it, baby.” Yoongi says to Jimin a hand threading through his dark hair.

Jimin licks the tip of Yoongi’s cock keeping eye contact with you. He is about to say something when Yoongi thrusts into his mouth effectively cutting him off. All three men moan in unison and you swear if you played it back you would hear three part harmony. Few sounds in the universe compare to hearing the three of them playing together. The loves of your life enjoying each other to the fullest. Jimin is gagging on Yoongi’s cock tears forming at the corner of his eyes.

You shakily get to your knees and pull Jimin away wanting to give Yoongi only a taste of pleasure. He will get frustrated which is a very hot look on him. You pull Jimin on top of you and he wastes no time going back to kissing your neck. Jimin is rutting his cock against your sopping core. After a few moments of this you grow tired and angle your hips so Jimin will slip inside of you. He sighs, carefully pushing himself inside of you knowing how sensitive you must be.

“I’m ready for more, Chim.” You say lightly tracing your fingernails over his shoulder blades.

“What if he wanted to keep sucking me off?”

Your head rolls to the side to watch as Yoongi continues to fuck himself on Joon’s cock. You aren’t surprised it took him a moment to say something. Namjoon is well known for leaving each of you speechless with his many talents, even if Yoongi is doing most of the work right now. Yoongi stills for a second before stirring his hips. A steady string of breathless moans are coming from Namjoon’s mouth.

“I’d rather you fuck me.” Jimin groans as he pushes further inside of you. “What are you waiting for?”

Yoongi leans forward and pushes his hands against Namjoon’s massive well-defined pecs. There is a squelching sound as Yoongi pulls off of the second oldest’s length. The oldest raises an eyebrow at Jimin like he’s trying to assess whether Jimin is joking. There is no hint of joke as your nails scratch at Jimin’s back while he thrusts deeper into you. His cock is hitting the sweet spot deep inside of you. Someone is going to scold you for the marks you are leaving on his back.

“Anything for my Jimin.” Yoongi uses his lower register when he speaks.

The tone of Yoongi’s voice sends butterflies to the guts Jimin is wrecking. Namjoon sits up taking two pillows from behind his head. He taps the side of your thigh and Jimin slows his pace so you can lift your hips up. Namjoon slides the pillows under your ass giving you better leverage and giving Yoongi better access to Jimin’s pretty pink hole.

Jimin’s teeth sink into your collarbone when Yoongi enters him. The oldest moans louder than he usually does and you know he must be close to finishing. Yoongi starts slow but his movements are deliberate. He knows what he wants to do. You move your hips as Jimin’s stills inside of you. Jimin matches Yoongi’s thrusts trying to hold back the noises building in his throat. You and Jimin are moaning in unison, each of you barely being able to contain yourselves. Yoongi smacks Jimin’s ass hard enough to leave a handprint. Jimin begs for more with Yoongi’s name coming out of his mouth several times.

Namjoon is silently watching from the other side of the bed. He is rolling his right nipple between his index finger and the thumb of his left hand. His right hand is loosely wrapped around his cock as he patiently waits for his turn. His calm demeanor is so sexy. You cannot compose yourself the same way watching your boyfriends go at it.

“Can I cum in your ass?” Yoongi grunts slamming his cock into Jimin’s ass hard enough your youngest boyfriend almost falls over.

“Please, Yoongi!” Jimin replies, burying his head in the crook of your neck.

Their skin slaps together while Yoongi’s breathing becomes more erratic. He pulls almost all the way out and slams himself back in repeating the motion several more times until his head falls back. Curses are falling from soft lips as he fills Jimin’s hole. Yoongi kisses Jimin’s back lazily for a moment before pulling out. He crawls to the other side of the bed and flops onto his back.

Namjoon takes Yoongi’s spot watching his cum seep out of Jimin’s puckered pink hole. He hardly wastes a moment pushing himself in and immediately hitting the sweet spot inside your youngest boyfriend. The wet sound of Namjoon fucking your youngest boyfriend is tantilizing. Jimin uses his thumb to brush over your clit while Joon’s hand grabs his left shoulder. Namjoon pulls Jimin back and his cock slips out of you. You think quickly to find a new way to not feel empty.

After moving the pillows from under you, you turn toward the foot of the bed so your face is resting just under Jimin’s cock. Namjoon has both of Jimin’s wrists clasped in one hand while he rams his cock into the smaller man. Jimin is a whimpering mess. He can barely hold his head up as he begs Namjoon for more. You are amazed by the core strength he still has to be in a position where you can still suck his cock.

Your tongue circles Jimin’s tip, lapping up your essence. His brow is crumpled and his mouth is forming a tight O. You lick down his length taking one of his balls into your mouth. A hand caresses your thigh pushing your legs to your chest. Yoongi holds your legs up while he situates himself behind you.

You continue to work Jimin’s cock licking and sucking however you can from this angle. Yoongi’s tongue rolls over your pussy exploring every fold. Jimin’s balls begin to tighten under your lips. You stroke his cock faster with one hand. He may have tried to stop you if Namjoon didn’t have his hands. Yoongi slips a finger inside you along with his sweeping tongue. Each second is bringing you closer to losing it. You curse as Yoongi curls his fingers.

Joon pulls out, setting Jimin into a stable position before he kneels beside your head. Jimin strokes himself in time with Namjoon. You open your mouth preparing to receive their cum. Namjoon pushes your hair out of your face before he reaches his high. You pull your boyfriends closer trying to catch as much as you can in your mouth.

“Yoongi!” You scream when he flicks his tongue over your clit sending you over the edge while your other boyfriends paint your face.

The warm liquid drips down your face. For several seconds you continue to lick at the overstimulated pink tips while they whine. They pull away when they can no longer stand the sensation.

Yoongi is the first to get up walking towards the bathroom to retrieve something to clean up with. Your other boyfriends lie beside you waiting for Yoongi to return. It only takes him a moment to return with a few damp cloths in his hand. He first hands one to Namjoon before turning to you. He carefully wipes your skin knowing that your skin is easily irritated. You help each other clean up then fall back into a cuddle puddle.

“Our curse is broken.” You say wedged between Jimin and Namjoon. You nudge your nose against Jimin’s shoulder. He smells sweet even after sweating from his efforts. “How the fuck did you get Tae to take those pictures?”

“It actually wasn’t very hard. He seemed like he liked it if I’m being honest.” Namjoon replies with a hand lazily playing with your hair. “We all chipped in and bought him tickets to three different Jazz festivals in the states over the summer.”

“He was really impressed by the length we wanted to go for you.” Yoongi says from behind Jimin. “He was happy to help make you happy.”

Namjoon’s stomach grumbles and Yoongi jumps up. He starts getting dressed while the rest of you sit up. You know Yoongi is going to start dinner now. In the eyes of the public Yoongi has a unique way of showing his love. He loves acting like everything he does for you is no big deal. He leaves the cabin before the rest of you have even gotten your underwear on. You smack Jimin’s ass as he leans down to retrieve his boxers from the floor. He giggles getting back on the bed to pin you down and pepper your face with kisses. Namjoon lifts him off of you and sets him on the floor.

“Let's go help Yoon.”

Namjoon hands Jimin the rest of his clothes after pressing a kiss to the top of his head. You watch them leave the cabin before you get up. No one really cleaned up before you started cuddling. Things were just pushed to the floor without a thought. There’s not really a reason for you to clean up, but there is no way they’ll let you help with the cooking. It only takes a few minutes to straighten up the room. It’s ready to be slept in again or whatever other activity might take place here.

Once again wearing Namjoon’s hoodie you step outside to find your boyfriends. In the middle ground between the three cabins there is a fire pit and grill where Yoongi is expertly cooking meat. Jimin is cutting vegetables while Namjoon sits to the side with a book. That is in the best interest of everyone. The last thing we need is the leader of the biggest boy band in the world losing a finger while cutting mushrooms. Namjoon does enough in this world. He is the cause of so many wonderful things. As his partners you try to take any burden you can off his shoulders.

“Baby?” Namjoon questions stretching his arms out to the sides.

You take your place on his lap, snuggling your head against his shoulder. You pull your feet off the ground and curl up against his chest. He kisses the crown of your head holding you tightly against his chest. His eyes fall back to the poetry he was reading and for a moment you try to read along. But unless Namjoon is reading it out loud to you, poetry isn’t really your thing. You relax yourself against your boyfriend breathing in his familiar scent. It’s comforting to be here surrounded by lush green trees where you can hear the birds chirping in the distance. For just a moment everything is simple and you don’t have to worry that someone might take a photo that could ruin your boyfriend’s career.

Over the last three years there have been a few close calls, but mostly because of intense fan speculation. You think because of your position as one of Hybe’s top producers a lot of fans don’t speculate about why you spend so much time with the members. Your name is in the credits of several artists albums and army think you just have a special connection with BTS. Which is true, but you think it’s funny because you’ve produced far more songs for TXT.

Of course, accounts have started rumors but it’s never gotten to the point where Hybe had to make a statement. You’ve seen rumors that you don’t like the other four members because you are mostly seen with Yoongi, Namjoon and Jimin. That’s really not true. The other members hold a special place in your heart. The relationship you have with your boyfriends wouldn’t work if you didn’t like their members. They are each other's family and they are your family.

There have been brief conversations about revealing your relationship to the public. Not because you want everyone to know exactly but because you don’t want to pretend things aren’t true. You don’t like lying when people ask you about your relationship status. Jimin has repeatedly stated that he’s ready to go public whenever the rest of you are. Namjoon has a lot more to think about as the leader. This doesn’t just affect the four of you, but a wide number of people. You dream that all army will accept you but you know there is little to no chance of that.

You are about to broach the subject when Yoongi announces the food is ready. Namjoon secures you against his chest and carries you to the table despite your protests. Jimin sits beside you while Namjoon and Yoongi sit across from you. Jimin takes your plate from in front of you and loads it with meat and vegetables before serving himself.

For a moment you eat in silence appreciating the culinary skills of your oldest boyfriend. Yoongi knows just how you like your food. He remembers even the smallest details that sometimes you even forget yourself. Yoongi’s eyebrows are knitted together while he guides the food to mouth. Yoongi takes a deep breath before he swallows a piece of meat and wipes his mouth.

“I’m just going to ask her.” He says looking towards his boyfriends as their backs straighten and their eyes widen. Your stomach drops. Wild thoughts are running through your mind. You set your chopsticks down, not trusting yourself to hold them steady. “Do you want to move in with us?”

“Yoongi! You said we’d do that after dinner.” Jimin whines and you sigh relieved that none of your crazy assumptions were right. They love you. They wouldn’t go through all this trouble if they didn’t.

“He must’ve gotten tired of waiting. We’ve been figuring out how we want to do this for a while. We would really like for all of us to be living in the same place. It’s been three years and I want to stop missing you when I go home. I want to come home to you.” Namjoon says, setting his chopsticks across the tiny kimchi dish in front of him.

“So we’ve been talking about all of us moving into Joon and Jimin’s building. It’ll take a while for them to remodel their apartments into one but we can figure out what to do in the meantime together. We are tired of not coming home to you.” Yoongi’s tongue nervously licks at the corner of his mouth.

“Of course I want to live with my boyfriends, but won’t it be a little complicated explaining why I’m constantly coming in and out of your building?”

It would be a dream come true to finally live with them full time, but can it really be that easy? The paparazzi will notice and that will cause more articles and attention they don’t need right now. You are a producer, not someone who is used to being the focus. Dealing with roaches like the paparazzi more than you do now will be difficult. It’s something you are willing to do for your boyfriends. That is part of the life they live.

“That’s another thing we want to talk about.” Jimin says, turning to look into your eyes after securing nods from his boyfriends. “We don’t want to hide our relationship anymore.”

Fireworks erupt in your stomach. How are they always on the same page as you even when they haven’t told you? It’s like they know you better than you know yourself. You’ve expressed how tired it makes you sometimes but you didn’t think they would take it seriously. They know how well you understand that it’s not always as easy as you wish it were. Bangtan are secure in their careers. Something like this should never derail someone’s career but you are confident they will be fine no matter how many “army” leave. It’ll just make it easier for the real army to see them.

“You want to let everyone know? What about the other boys? And the managers? Are they okay with this?”

The last thing you want is to cause unnecessary tension between your boyfriends and their brothers. The managers you could handle, but you care far more about what the rest of the Tannies think. BTS is still BTS without their company but without all the members they are not BTS. You are happy for this to happen but not if all members are not on board. Honestly you want to speak to them about it yourself before anything happens. You don’t want them to feel pressured to say yes.

“Baby, don’t worry about that. We had a discussion as a team and they were all supportive of this decision. You’ve been with us for three years and we hope you stay for many more years.” Namjoon says with a soft smile. “We are only going to do this if you want to. No matter how we do it, it’s going to be an adjustment for you.”

“We don’t really want there to be ‘Hello this is Bighit Music. Namjoon, Yoongi and Jimin are meeting Yn with good feelings’ sort of announcement about this. I was thinking about just posting you on my instagram. Instead of making it a big deal we just stop denying what has been going on. It’s going to be difficult to explain this to some people.” Yoongi gestures towards his partners during the last sentence. “I think that will cause the least definite chaos. We can let people speculate without hiding.”

“I’m ready to do this. I’ll be okay as long as I have you three by my side.”

You hold your arms out to Jimin and he gladly accepts your hug. Namjoon and Yoongi get up and walk around the table to join in the hug. They sit back down and you return to dinner with a light feeling in your heart.

It’s almost like a dream. Everything you want suddenly is being talked about seriously. Your boyfriends are just as deeply invested in this relationship as you are. Not that you really doubted that before now but having confirmation is always nice. You can’t contain your smile. You are so in love you think your chest might burst.

“Jimin, have you lost your mind?” Yoongi says sometime later when you are roasting marshmallows over the fire. You are sitting on his lap holding the stick to roast the marshmallow. Your mind was drifting off to other places not really listening to their conversation until now. “Shake Shack is not better than In-N-Out.”

“The quality of basically everything is better and they have a million more options.” Jimin retorts, crossing his arms. “Say that you’re boring and go.”

“In-N-Out has a nice simplicity and price point. In-N-Out gives you a classic American burger and fries without any confusion. How many times have you ever had Shake Shake? Like twice.” Yoongi says side eyeing Jimin over your shoulder.

“YN lived in California for a year. She’s an expert on this subject.” Namjoon says with a dimpled smile because he knows you aren’t agreeing with Jimin.

You’ve debated something similar to this with the other members and he knows your opinion. Jungkook was especially passionate that In-N-Out was better. You were surprised Taehyung didn’t leave the room with the way Jungkook was acting as if it was life or death. The way they debate things as if it’s a personal betrayal if the other doesn’t agree never gets old.

“Yoon is definitely right. Sorry love.” You blow Jimin a kiss while Yoongi pulls you back to kiss your neck.

“That’s my girl.” Yoongi whispers in your ear sending a chill down your spine.

You distract yourself by making a s’more with your perfectly golden marshmallow. The center is the perfect level of gooey to help the graham crackers stick together. You turn slightly to feed Yoongi giggling when a glob of marshmallow gets stuck to his upper lip. He wipes it off with his index finger and holds it out. Your lips close around his finger suckling until his finger is clean.

Sitting by the crackling fire with your boyfriends is so peaceful. It's amazing that you haven’t run out of things to say in three years. One of them always has a new story to tell you about the places they’ve traveled to. Namjoon often tells you about the strangers he meets in museums and on his long bike rides.

You are the first one to head back to another one of the cabins with sleepy eyes. No matter how much you want to, you aren’t getting into bed smelling like campfire. You head into the bathroom thankful the tiles aren’t cold. The shower is stocked with your favorite products and you can’t help but smile at the extra mile they will go to make you comfortable. You are surprised no one tried to join you. Usually, they jump at the chance.

You are lathering your hair when the bathroom door opens. Apparently you spoke too soon. Jimin is on the other side of the door in just his boxers, which he quickly shimmies out of. He doesn’t ask before opening the door and stepping inside. You expect as much after how many times he’s joined you in the past. You aren’t one to deny him of a simple pleasure.

“Excuse me, is there room for two?” He says giving you his sweetest smile.

“There’s always room for my Jimin.” You say turning your back to the water rinsing the shampoo from your hair.

Jimin grabs your hips leaning down to kiss your collarbone while you continue washing your hair. Your youngest boyfriend’s lips trail down until he takes your nipple into his mouth. Your hands grip his hair, a gasp leaving your lips as he swirls his tongue. He sucks harshly before releasing you and moving on to the other nipple.

You let go of Jimin’s hair maneuvering him under the water and soaking his hair. He continues exploring your chest with his tongue while you wash his hair. If soap is getting in his eyes he's not complaining. You pull his head back, rinsing the shampoo from his hair. Once the soap is gone he pulls you in for a heavy kiss turning you so your back is facing the shower head. His plush lips move against your with sloppy movements like he’s desperate. He kisses down your body leaving a few marks along the way. Once he is squatting he grabs your ass pulling you closer until his mouth is under your pussy. Jimin uses his fingers to spread your lips then uses a flat tongue to lick thick strips across you.

Your hands find his strong shoulders, nails digging in as his tongue lolls over the sensitive skin between your lips coating you in his saliva. Jimin slides his hands to your thighs as he zigzags his tongue causing you to buck your hips into his face.

“Easy, YN.” He warns with a sharp smack to your ass.

Jimin traces the curve of your inner thigh with one hand while he goes back to work licking, and sucking your cunt. He teases your hole with the tip of his finger barely pushing in before pulling away. You whine and he chuckles against you vibrating your sensitive clit. Jimin quickly takes it into his mouth while inserting two fingers. Your moan echoes off the pale tiles of the shower.

“Jimiiiiiiiiin.” You whine trying to restrain yourself from riding his face.

You rock your hips experimentally in time with the thrust of his fingers and he uses his other hand to smack your ass again. You stick your lip out sliding your hands to Jimin’s hair. He looks so pretty with his hair slicked back feasting on your pussy. His fingers curl finding the bundle of nerves deep inside you.

An unintelligible sound leaves your mouth only encouraging him further. His tongue flicks across your clit with expert speed bringing you closer to finishing with each second. He looks into your eyes while he harshly sucks your clit and you can’t hold back the sway of your hips against his mouth. He smacks your ass before fucking his fingers into you harder. You use Jimin’s shoulders to steady yourself as your legs begin to shake.

Warmth fills your stomach as your high approaches. Jimin’s never relenting movements send you over the edge with one last swipe of his tongue. He quickly stands pulling your weight up with him. Your knees are jelly so you wrap your arms around his neck. Jimin would never let you fall. He kisses your shoulder with featherlight touches and you can feel the smile on his face. He’s proud of himself. You lift your head looking into his beautiful eyes for a moment before you pull him in for another kiss.

“Let’s get you cleaned up, my love.” He says after a moment of sweet embrace.

Jimin lathers a washcloth, turning you around so he can wash your back. His hands roam every dip and curve of your body as he washes it clean; sending shivers down your spine as he touches oversensitive areas. He kisses your shoulders tenderly with his hands on your hips.

You help Jimin clean himself pointedly ignoring his cock. Saving that for the end as a little treat for getting through this shower. You aren’t sure how you are still standing. Once you’ve touched every other part of him you take Jimin’s hard length in your hand, squeezing it before he puts a hand on your wrist. You pout, wanting to show him the same kindness he showed you.

“I think Yoongi would like it if you watched him suck me off.”

“That’s a new revelation.” Your eyebrow arches but you release his cock turning to shut the water off.

“Maybe to you.” He smirks, holding back his laughter.

You hand a towel to Jimin before grabbing your own. You wonder what he means by that. Has he been watching Namjoon and Yoongi? Or perhaps Joon has watched him and Yoongi? You can’t stop staring at Jimin’s lean body as he dries off wondering what his eyes have seen. You think after three years you would be used to how sexy your boyfriends are, but somehow you aren’t.

Jimin helps blow dry your hair before braiding it neatly behind your back. He presses his lips to the crown of your head. You are impressed at how good he’s gotten. He didn’t even pull your hair like he used to. Maybe he’s been practicing on Yoongi. Your oldest boyfriend has sent you a few pictures of his hair braided recently.

Jimin gives you one of Namjoon’s shirts and a pair of pink cheeky underwear to put on before you can even look for your bag. After you’re dressed you flop onto the massive bed where your other boyfriends are waiting. Yoongi has his head resting against Namjoon’s chest. You lie your head on the other side of his chest and Namjoon wraps an arm around you. His pecs are actually quite soft when he’s not flexing them despite the insane amount of muscle he has. Namjoon’s bare skin is warm against your cheek.

Somehow Jimin has remained bricked up this whole time. Yoongi’s eyes widen and his tongue darts out to wet his lips as he sees his boyfriend flaunting himself. Namjoon lets go of Yoongi as the latter sits up. Yoongi gets off the bed and walks towards Jimin pulling him onto the bed next to us. Jimin sits with his back resting against the soft gray headboard.

“Make him feel good, my love.” Namjoon’s voice is low as he turns onto his side, pushing you into the same position. He reaches to the bedside table for his glasses wanting to see this clearly. He always looks so sexy with his glasses. You look over your shoulder, heart fluttering at the intense stare Namjoon has on Jimin.

Yoongi meets your eyes before crouching to take the tip of Jimin’s leaking cock into his mouth. The younger one gasps but keeps his hands firmly at his sides. With one hand Yoongi fondles Jimin’s smooth balls pulling another whiny sound from his lips. You watch the movement of his bare skin almost mesmerized by his body. Your oldest boyfriend sucks the tip of the cock with a tight ‘o’ shaped mouth.

Jimin is grasping at the sheets like a lifeline as Yoongi works his mouth down the younger’s cock. Yoongi’s eyes drift to the side checking to see if you are watching. He seems even more enthusiastic after confirming you are watching. His hand travels to Jimin’s abs tracing the dips with his index finger. Yoongi is rutting against the bed in long strokes causing his boxers to bunch up.

“Yoongi!” A high pitched whine comes from Jimin’s mouth as Yoongi takes the full length in his mouth.

Namjoon’s hand pushes against your stomach to bring you closer to him. You scoot back until your back is flush with his front. You shake your ass against Namjoon’s crotch when you feel that he is half hard watching his boyfriends. He puts a hand on your hip squeezing it in warning.

You decide to focus on your other boyfriends. You are enjoying this far more than you thought you would. It’s somehow thrilling that you can’t touch them. Continuous moans are leaving Jimin’s pillow lips as he begins arching off the bed, sending himself further into Yoongi’s ready throat. Tears are gathering at the corners of the older’s eyes as he chokes himself. Jimin’s hands finally leave the sheets grabbing for Yoongi’s hair and pulling him off for a moment. Jimin guides his head to look at you and Namjoon.

“Look at them enjoying the show you’re putting on.” Jimin tugs Yoongi’s hair so he’ll look back at him. “I’m so close. I’m going to fuck your throat.”

Yoongi glances at you again before nodding his head. Jimin holds his head in place and thrusts into the slack jaw in front of him. Yoongi groans trying not to gag and failing. If you weren’t so tired you would jump in right now. Yoongi is grinding against the bed looking for his own release.

Jimin’s moans grow louder until he shoots down Yoongi’s throat. When Jimin’s muscles start to relax after his release Yoongi pins him to the bed and continues to suck the over sensitive length. Only when Jimin is begging him to stop does he pull off wiping his mouth. He stands walking to the restroom with an obvious wet spot on the front of his boxers.

Yoongi comes back with boxers for Jimin and promptly climbs into bed beside you. You stroke his hair as he puts his hand over Joon’s on your hip. After three years you thought you would know everything about what they like in bed. You are happy to learn new things about their preferences that can take your experiences to the next level. Especially when there is almost always another person in your relationship that would be willing to sit to the side and watch.

“I learn something new about you every day, Yoon.”

Instead of answering you he scoots further down the bed to hide his face in your titties. He rests his nose in your cleavage after lifting your shirt and uses his hands to push your breasts against his face.

“Did you just find out?” Joon asks, keeping his voice soft and low. “I thought you told her.”

“You knew too?” Your bottom lip juts out. You look down at the top of Yoongi’s head as he continues to play with your tits. “How long have you been hiding Yoongi? You can tell me anything. Obviously I’m not going to shame you.”

“When you left on yours and Yoongi’s birthday to go get drinks with Chaeyoung and Jihyo we noticed something different when Joon was sitting off to the side watching. Yoon admitted it to us then.” Jimin replies and you see Yoongi’s leg swing backwards to kick him, but he misses.

“That was four months ago!” You say a little louder than is appropriate for this situation. You are sure there is a reason that he didn’t tell you, but you are a little dejected knowing he told your other partners but not you. “He just came rubbing himself on the bed. Think of all the fun we could've had with that. Why are you embarrassed? It's just us.”

Yoongi whines, the sound vibrating against your bare skin, like he can’t believe you just said that. This isn’t even the most casual way you’ve discussed something like this. You aren’t sure why he’s so shy this time. It’s just the four of us here.

“I thought maybe it was just a one or two time thing.” His voice is muffled by your breasts which he is still jiggling against his face. “Then I didn’t want you to feel obligated to not join and I wasn’t sure if you’d find it hot in the same way they do.”

“Making you feel good is hot.”

You take his hand guiding him towards your cunt. He groans when his fingers touch the wetness between your thighs. He tries to touch you further but you pull his hand from your panties. You’ll have plenty of time for that later, but for now you are tired. Yoongi licks his finger clean before turning to cuddle Jimin.

“Goodnight. I love you.” Jimin says and each of you echo his words.

Jimin turns all the lights off and the four of you crawl under the blankets. You are thankful this bed is so large. No matter how much you love these men that doesn’t negate the fact that you need some space. Normally, only one of them sleeps next to you. Even two of them is a crowd on your bed at home. You are a happy fool to have them all here with you comfortably.

Only one man is remaining when you wake to the sun streaming through the window of the cabin. Namjoon is curled up into a ball on the other side of the bed. He must’ve moved away when the other two got up. Quietly you walk to the bathroom to brush your teeth before lying back down. You don’t want to disturb his sleep. Lord knows he doesn’t get enough of it.

While you wait for him to wake up you pick up the book he left on the bedside table. You get through two chapters before Namjoon yawns, stretching his long arms out in search of you. You place the book back where you found it and rush to cuddle into his chest.

“Good morning, baby.” He rumbles his rough morning voice sending a shiver down your spine.

“Good morning, Joonie.” You could really go for a smoothie right now so instead of curling closer to Namjoon and inevitably getting sucked into his charms you sit up. “Let’s get breakfast. Where are Yoon and Chim?”

“They went for a walk. I’m not sure how long they’ll be gone.” Namjoon says, stepping out of bed after placing his thick lensed glasses on his face.

Part of you is upset they won’t be eating breakfast with you. This weekend is supposed to be about being together as the four of us. Each meal is important to you, but you want them to enjoy themselves too. It's so rare they get a nice break away from it all like this. Your train of thought is derailed by Namjoon’s broad shoulders. After all these years the sight of him shirtless stills makes you want to melt into a puddle for him to step in.

His sweats are riding low on his hips showing even more of his beautiful tan skin. You follow him through the bedroom door towards the small kitchen. There is a futuristic looking refrigerator you are sure is stocked with the boys favorite beers. Namjoon pulls frozen fruit from the freezer.

“How’d you know I wanted a smoothie?” You ask resting your head against his back while he plops the frozen chunks in the blender.

“Baby, you drink a smoothie every morning.” He chuckles, making his back rumble against your face. “Even if one of us isn’t here to make it for you.”

“They taste better when you make them.” You reason watching as he adds more ingredients.

He adds the oat milk and starts the process of blending. You make avocado toast while Joon tries to make the smoothie less clumpy. He’s an expert smoothie maker after three years of dating you. It’s not something you ever asked them to do, but like a lot of things they wanted to make your life easier. Even if it's something this miniscule.

Namjoon carries the cups to the small round table a few feet away. You follow him with the avocado toast in hand placing one in front of him and the other on your side. No one speaks as you dig into your breakfast. It’s very peaceful to be here with one of the loves of your life.

“I love you.” Namjoon says while you are admiring the flowers just outside of the window.

Hearing those words so randomly never gets old. Some people think you say those words too much, but you don’t think there is such a thing. If you love someone you should let them know whenever you can. You never know when the last time you will be able to express your feelings is. The tiniest things remind you of why you love your boyfriends and you will take any opportunity to tell them.

“I love you, Joon.”

Namjoon takes the dishes, telling you to sit in the living room while he washes the dishes. You don’t argue knowing he won’t listen to you. Your head rests against the armrest while you stare at your phone. There are a few messages from your coworkers but all four of you promised there would be no work on this trip. Jungkook sent you a video of Bam running in circles trying to catch his tail.

You turn your camera to where you can see Namjoon washing the dishes and snap a picture of him. ‘He’s doing the dishes again’ you write over the picture before sending it. Jungkook has always been closer to you than the other members. Maybe it’s because you two are fairly close in age. It’s a very light hearted friendship where you do stupid stuff together that sometimes makes Namjoon scold you. It’s also a friendship with someone who you can tell anything to and he will try to help you. Having relationships outside of your romantic ones is very important to you. Jungkook may be biased sometimes but he has your best interest in his heart always.

Namjoon’s phone dings on the table and he checks it after finishing the dishes. His eyes widen before he looks towards you with a fake angry face. No one likes seeing actually angry Namjoon. It takes a lot for that to happen so when it does whoever made it happen should be terrified. Namjoon stalks towards you holding out his phone as evidence of your wrongdoing. It's hard to keep the giggles inside.

“Why’d you send Jungkook this picture?”

“I thought he might enjoy it.” You say with a cheeky smile. “It’s not like he hasn’t seen it before. You were his first real crush.”

Namjoon rolls his eyes like that isn’t the truth and joins you on the couch. The truth is young Jungkook did join the company because he had a crush on Namjoon. A crush that lasted well into their trainee days. Jungkook denied that he ever had a crush on your boyfriend until about four years after debut. He went a little overboard the first time he was legally allowed to drink and spilled some secrets including that one. There was also something about Taehyung but you can’t remember what that was about. Everyone jokes about it now, including Jungkook, but at the time he thought it was going to tear the group apart. It was around this time Jimin and Yoongi also admitted to the other members they had a crush on Namjoon. For a while they thought everyone had a crush on Namjoon at some point.

Soft hair tickles your thighs as Namjoon rests his head. You continue looking at your phone absentmindedly playing with strands of his black hair. A huff leaves Namjoon’s lips and you guess he must be tired of the lack of attention. Which is rich considering his head is in your lap.

“Do you want a kiss?” You ask, dropping your phone to the floor and puckering your lips.

Namjoon flips over parting your legs so he can lean in to kiss you. You wrap your legs around his bare waist while he continues to kiss you. His lips part allowing your tongue to explore his mouth. One second you are making out on the couch and the next he picks you up never breaking his lips from yours. The movement was swift and practiced because he’s done this to you and Jimin hundreds of times. Yoongi puts up more of a fight. He carries you towards the bedroom lips moving to your cheek then to your neck. Your hands are grasping the smooth skin of his muscular shoulders.

Once you reach the bed he lies flat on his back so you are sitting on him and pulls you down to continue kissing you. There is a part of you that loves when he moves you around like you weigh nothing. It’s obvious that he gets off on it no matter how he denies it.

You drag your cunt across Namjoon’s clothed cock while you continue to kiss his pretty lips. He nibbles your lip before pushing his tongue inside your mouth. His long fingers grip your hips guiding you as you grind against him. Namjoon groans as your lips suck at his neck just hard enough to not leave a mark.

Your lust is soaking through your pink panties leaving a mark on the front of Namjoon’s boxers. He pulls the oversized shirt over your head, throwing it to the side and takes your breasts in his hand. Namjoon’s large hands easily cover your breasts despite their size. His fingers stroke your sensitive skin paying special attention to your perky nipples. He pulls you forward so he can take the bud into his mouth, sucking lightly until you pull back.

He doesn’t like that though and lifts you off of his lap. Namjoon turns you around so your ass is in his face and pushes your shoulders down. Your face is inches from his cock that is getting fuller by the second. Namjoon takes the sides of your panties into his hands and jerks them away from your body, effectively ripping them off of you. You draw a sharp breath, butterflies shocking your stomach. There is no time to process what happened as he inserts a finger to his second knuckle curling it inside.

You push the waistband of Namjoons boxers to his knees, freeing his hard cock. Not a moment is wasted as you take the tip in your mouth. Namjoon sits up on the end of the bed moving you so the front of your thighs are over his shoulders. The front of your body is flush with his. His toned abs are pressed against your breasts causing friction against your sensitive nipples in a way that makes your cunt throb. Your boyfriend licks your pussy with thick flat tongued passes as you take more of him in your mouth at this strange angle.

When Namjoon stands you brace yourself against the side of his thighs with your hands not wanting the sudden movement to cause an accident. Namjoon’s hands hold tightly to your waist, easily holding you up as he continues to kiss and lick your cunt. Your full trust is in Namjoon as you begin bobbing your head taking him further into your mouth. His long cock hits the back of your throat and he moans against you sending a vibration up your spine.

Blood is rushing to your head as you lap at Namjoon’s head that is becoming pinker the longer you work on it. You take a breath mewling from the way your boyfriend is sucking your clit before taking all of him into your throat. His mouth pops off of your pussy to let a deep groan out. You know if he wasn’t holding you like this he would’ve taken your head in his hands.

“That’s it baby. You’re taking my cock so well.”

You take a deep breath through your nose swallowing around the fat head of his cock. Your tongue licks around him as best you can. Your boyfriend’s sweet moans are filling the room. Namjoon goes back to licking your clit with expert precision until you can no longer take it. Your orgasm is quickly building but you don’t want it to be over just yet. You pull off his length, gasping for air and whining.

“Down.” You ask tapping the side of his thigh like you are tapping out of a wrestling match. Namjoon quickly takes you by your hips and sets you onto the bed with a concerned look on his face. He stands at the edge of the bed looking like a Greek god while he waits for you to say anything else. “I’m okay. I need more.”

You watch as he looks down at you with a lustful smile. He kneels in front of you kissing your thighs tenderly like you are made of porcelain. Namjoon works his way up to your pussy continuing to only kiss you until a finger slips inside of you. He then immediately sucks your swollen clit into his mouth. Your yelp turns into a moan as he pushes his finger deeper inside you.

“You’re so pretty. Still so wet and ready after all we did yesterday.” His hand stills while he finds your eyes. “I’ll try to go easy on you. I know you must be sore.”

Before you can reply to him he’s taking your cunt back into his mouth and begins zig zagging his tongue. You grasp the sheets beside your hands tightly whining loudly. Namjoon pushes another finger inside, stretching your tight cunt to prepare you for his cock.

“Oh fuck.” You say followed by a high pitched moan as Joon finds the rough patch of nerves inside of you. Your orgasm is building further with a continuous stream of moans making it hard to speak. “Need your cock.”

“What was that, baby? Speak up.”

You take his wrist in your small hand trying to stop him. He doesn’t stop knowing that usually you want him to keep going even when you grab him like this. You won’t be able to say this clearly with his fingers sliding in and out of your dripping cunt.

“Namjoon.” His fingers are still inside of you. He straightens up looking you in the eyes for long enough you can articulate a clear sentence. “I need you to fuck me with your big cock, please.”

His eyes widen like he isn’t expecting you to be that direct. A smirk works its way onto his face while he motions for you to move further onto the bed. He positions himself between your legs putting a finger in his mouth to taste your juices. He brushes the fingers of his other hand along the outside of your thigh sending a tingle through your spine.

“Since you asked so nicely.”

Namjoon slaps his cock against your wet cunt with a satisfying noise. He slides it up and down your slit, coating his length in your essence. He holds his thumb against his length while pushing it through your folds. The tip of his dick comes within a few centimeters of your belly button. Something he has noted several times yet he still refuses to admit maybe he has a size kink. He slides his length through your folds several times teasing you until you almost scream in frustration.

“Joonieeeee.” You whine reaching for his cock. “Need you.”

He finally obliges stretching you when he enters your tight cunt. He rolls his hips slowly easing into you with care. Your stomach is warm and you can’t hold back a gasp. Even after all the times you’ve been together you never get used to how good his cock feels. When Namjoon is finally completely inside of you he catches your eye. For a moment you look into his eyes before they dart to the familiar bulge in your stomach. He pulls out until just the tip is inside of your soaking pussy watching how the outline disappears. He thrusts back inside of you with eyes glued to your stomach.

“Can you hold your legs for me?” He pushes your legs towards either shoulder spreading you out for him to admire.

You follow his instruction, placing your hands at the bends of your knees. The new angle aids Namjoon’s dick in pushing ever further inside of you. He fills you up so nicely. His cock stretches you perfectly like you were made to have him inside of you. Despite saying he’d go easy on you, his hips are snapping in and out of you rapidly. It's becoming harder to hold your legs up.

Namjoon slips two fingers in along with his fat cock and you are glad you are in the middle of nowhere. The sound you let out is embarrassingly desperate. This is entirely new to you. He has never done something like this before. Your nails are digging into the skin of your thighs. He is stretching you further in a way that might hurt if you weren’t so close to your edge. You rest your calves on Namjoon’s shoulders, no longer being able to hold on.

“You’re doing so good, baby. Look at you taking my cock and my fingers.”

His name is leaving your lips over and over. You can’t form a coherent thought, you just want more. His fingers curl upwards as much as they can while he continues to thrust into you. For a few minutes he remains that way before he removes his fingers and picks you up again. How can he pick you up like you weigh nothing? He’s so muscular his biceps are quite nearly the size of your head. Namjoon is so sexy when he fucks you like this. He knows it drives you insane in only a way he knows how to.

“You make me feel so good.” You whine listening to his labored breathing.

You don’t even try to grasp onto him knowing that it’s probably safer to let him have full control. His cock slams in and out of you as he lifts your body. Skin slapping skin mixes with your moans in the air. Namjoon’s sweat is dripping down his face, his eyebrows drawing together in his effort. Visible veins are prominent on his arms as he continues to push you onto his cock.

“Fuck. Namjoon! Oh fuck.”

Somehow your screams of pleasure get louder only encouraging your boyfriend more. There is no warning before you are on your back on the mattress being filled with his cum. Namjoon rolls off of you, replacing his cock with his fingers. He takes one of your hard nipples into his mouth and works your cunt dripping with his cum until you reach your high.

He pulls you against his chest letting your head rest on his sweaty pec. For a moment you lie there letting your breathing calm down and waiting for your legs to stop shaking. Namjoon holds you close, occasionally kissing the top of your head.

“I think you’re right.” He mutters perking your interest.

“About what?” You crane your head back to look him in the eyes.

Considering what you were just doing, you think you have a good idea of what he might finally be ready to tell you. Your boyfriends started saying Joon had a size kink as a joke but it became increasingly clear that maybe it wasn’t a joke over the last few months. You aren’t sure why he was so against it when the others have revealed kinks of the same caliber before. Few things are off limits between the four of you.

“Maybe I have a size kink.” He tries to cover his face but you catch his hands.

It’s funny that he can be so confident throwing you around like a doll one minute then be so shy to admit this moments later. You still have his cum leaking out of you. How is he shy?

“Yoongi owes me 26,000 won. He was so confident you wouldn’t admit it until after we get married.”

Namjoon tenses at the word married but quickly plays it off by getting up. Your eyebrows knit together while he walks to the bathroom. The four of you have talked about getting married in some capacity numerous times. It’s weird that he would react like that when he’s made it clear many times that he plans to spend the rest of his life loving you.

You brush it off thinking maybe you imagined the whole thing. Namjoon helps you get cleaned up and ready for the day. He watches you as you put on makeup and brush out your hair. There isn’t a word spoken between the two of you but it's comfortable. Your boyfriend just wants to be around you.

There is a dress laid out on the bed when you come back into the room. It's a yellow sun dress with a white flower pattern. The bodice has ruffles at the top and folds over the breasts to create a nice shape. You tie the shoulder straps then do a little twirl earning a clap from Namjoon.

“You look delightful in that dress.” Namjoon comes up behind you letting his hands slip under the fabric to grasp your bare cheeks. You are wearing a thong for a little coverage, but you thought they would appreciate no cheek coverage. “I almost don’t want to leave this room.”

“Joon, we have two other boyfriends who probably want our attention.” You turn around to face him looking into his deep brown eyes. He’s wearing a white button down with black pants. He looks a little too formal for where you are. “We can have more fun later.”

He watches you walk away for a moment before following along. You decide to head outside wanting to get some time outside in the sun. Namjoon takes your hand in his as you lead him towards where you remember a pond was the last time you were here. It’s hidden away in the trees a few minutes away from the cabins. Last time you were here there was a nice gazebo next to the pond where you sat to admire the fish. Some of your favorite photos from early in your relationship were taken there by Hoseok. Hope films are really an archive of his favorite people and you are lucky to be part of that.

“I think they will be over here.” Namjoon says when you are just a few feet away from the break in the tall trees that leads to the clearing where the pond is.

He’s right, Yoongi and Jimin are standing beside the pond when you approach. They are wearing almost identical outfits to what Namjoon is wearing. Which in itself is very suspicious because these three have completely different styles. You suddenly feel like you are at a music video shoot, but even then they often aren’t wearing the same outfit.

The area looks different than the last time you were here. The gazebo is covered in beautiful pink and purple flowers with green vines weaving through them. They are draped in a way that must’ve taken hours to complete. As you get closer you see that the carefully arranged flowers are two of your favorites. Flower petals are scattered on the pathway leading to the gazebo and there are white benches under the cover. You wonder if they set this up themselves or had someone do this before you arrived. Either way the effort and presentation isn’t wasted on you. The boys you love don’t forget even the smallest details. Maybe it’s easier because they have three brains working together. The sun is warming your hair as you continue towards your boyfriends.

“I missed you at breakfast.” You say letting go of Namjoon’s hand and wrapping one arm around each of your other boyfriends. Yoongi’s hand travels from his side to pet your hair in short strokes.

“I promise I’ll be there for every other meal while we’re here.” Jimin says gently, turning your head towards him with two fingers on your jawline.

His plush lips are about to connect with yours when Namjoon lies a hand on his shoulder. They exchange a glance seemingly having a full conversation before Jimin gives you a shy smile and turns away. Your boyfriends walk towards the gazebo and you are getting increasingly suspicious of whatever they have planned. Was Joon left at the cabin to act as a distraction so they could set this up? What is this? Why do they have this gorgeous set up?

“Yn, come sit down with us.” Yoongi calls when you don’t follow them.

The pretty flower petals are crushed under your sandals as you walk to the gazebo to join your boyfriends. You sit on the white bench between Namjoon and Jimin, who has his hands placed firmly behind his back. Yoongi is sitting on the other side of Namjoon with his hands resting flat against his thighs. You want to say something about your suspicion but you can’t voice what exactly it is. Maybe this is just a nice thing they decided to do in honor of your anniversary. Jimin is the first to speak.

“Knowing you are coming with us into chapter two makes me feel secure. I think I speak for all of us when I say we don’t know what we’d be doing without you. Every day I think I can’t love you more than I did yesterday but every day you show me more reasons why I’m wrong. It doesn’t matter where I am or what I’m doing, I'm thinking of you.” Jimin locks eyes with you while he speaks, wanting you to take in every word. Your heart feels soft as you hang onto his every word. Jimin says things like this without reason often. He never wants you to think he doesn’t love and appreciate you. “You love the purest form of us. You might have met us as BTS members but you fell in love with the form of us that isn’t camera ready 24/7. We are so lucky to call you ours despite what that puts you through. I can’t wait for the world to know about us. I want us to be together in every timeline.”

Jimin looks at Yoongi with a shy smile gracing his face. Your youngest boyfriend’s cheeks have turned pink like he was confessing something. Usually he writes this kind of thing into his songs instead of saying it clearly for you. You appreciate the effort of saying it to your face. How are you so lucky to be loved by Jimin? Head turning towards your oldest boyfriend, you wait for him to speak. Obviously, they planned something and Jimin is looking towards him so he must be next.

“Falling in love with you was the easiest thing I’ve ever done. From the first day I met you I knew it was only a matter of time until you completely captured my heart. I never thought I'd find someone who completes me the way you do. We weren’t looking or even sure what was going on with the three of us when you came into our lives. You’ve made me feel love in ways I didn't know were possible. You've shown us love that’s changed how I look at art and my own music. You’ve inspired our albums in ways I never thought I’d get to experience.” Yoongi takes a shaky breath folding his hands together. His tongue nervously licks the corner of his mouth. “Thank you for staying when I tried to push you away. I’ll stay by your side until the end of this universe, then meet you in the next. All of you know I’m not good at saying this kind of stuff this way. I love you no matter what.”

Your heart is beating rapidly in your chest. They’ve already asked you the two questions that have been on your mind. Could they possibly be asking you to…? There’s no way. Your boyfriends literally just ask you to move in and go public. You turn to Namjoon assuming he will be the next one to give a speech. Each of your boyfriends moves to stand in front of you with Jimin in the center.

“Every day I’m grateful we met how we did. Yoongi had been talking about you nearly nonstop for a week and that made us really curious. It’s not often that he’s like that, especially about a girl. I’m thankful we had an open producer position that you fit so well. You are our glue. You are the one that made us sit down and address that what we were doing was not meaningless. You helped me to feel comfortable enough to finally confess the true feelings I had been harboring for years. I don’t think I really believed in soulmates until you completed this relationship.” Namjoon folds his hands together with a dimpled smile poking through. He takes a deep breath before he continues. “You’ve made me happier in ways I didn't know were possible. Baby, you were our missing piece. Every day I’m more grateful that you chose us despite all the burdens that come with that. There’s no one like you and simply calling you my girlfriend is not enough. You are so much more than that to us.”

Jimin finally brings his arms forward to reveal a black box. A box that looks very much like a ring box. A gasp falls from your mouth as your eyes widen a bubble of nervousness traveling up your chest. Jimin opens the box to reveal an interesting looking ring. The silver band is set with four square stones you immediately recognize as yours and your boyfriend's birthstones. Aquamarine for Yoongi, Sapphire for Namjoon, Opal for Jimin and another Aquamarine for you. On each end of the four stones three smaller circular diamonds form a triangle. They couldn’t have found a more perfect ring even if they pulled every idea you’ve ever had straight from your brain. It so perfectly represents the four of you in an unconventional ring. Your loves know you wouldn’t want a standard diamond ring. That’s not your style.

Your mouth starts speaking before you can comprehend what you are about to say. The slight nerves you are feeling make you say the stupidest possible thing you could ever say. You need to stop reading army twitter.

“Yoongi marry me!” You clasp your hands over your mouth after you realize what you’ve said.

The men in front of you lose their seemingly calm appearance, bending over in laughter. Jimin is all but falling to the floor against Namjoon. Yoongi’s gummy smile appears and suddenly you aren’t nervous anymore. You join in the laughter, grateful that your boyfriends aren’t mad you ruined their moment. Laughing at yourself is far better than feeling embarrassed.

“Just Yoongi?” Jimin questions once he’s stopped laughing with one raised eyebrow. Namjoon has an identical look while he stares you down. They are waiting for a response and you think if you wait a moment longer they might cross their arms.

“Yes I’ll marry! Yes I’ll marry you! Yes I’ll marry you!” You chant looking into another set of eyes each time you speak.

“Baby, we haven’t even asked yet.” Namjoon says not being able to contain the smile creeping back onto his face.

“Let us have our moment, angel.” Yoongi whines so cutely it makes you giggle.

“Will you marry us?” Jimin says pulling the ring from the cushion.

“Jimiiiiiin.” Namjoon whines, sticking his bottom lip out. “We agreed I’d ask her first.”

Jimin takes your hand as you eagerly nod your head. He slides the ring onto your finger and it's a perfect fit. You aren’t surprised that they figured out your ring size despite never buying you a ring before. I’m sure they have many sources that have helped them out over the years.

Your fiances surround you with their arms. For several minutes you stand in their arms not wanting to let go of this beautiful moment. You can’t wait to spend the rest of your life with these three by your side. Being with them isn’t a burden. If it means you get to be with them forever you will take any annoyances that come with their job.

“What about the rest of you? I want you to have rings too.” You say when they finally release you.

Namjoon reaches into the pocket of his pants to pull something out then asks for your hand. He drops a ring identical to yours in your open palm. That is quickly followed by the other two others doing the same. You look closer and see the inside is engraved with the day you first met as a group. Something about that feels so much more special than today’s date or the date you officially started dating.

“This is going to be more obvious than posting her on our social media.” Jimin chuckles while you pick the smallest of the rings and hold it out so you can slide it on his finger.

“We wanted rings too so we had these made.” Yoongi says holding his hand out so you can place the ring on his finger. “We figured you would want everyone to have something to match.”

“These rings encapsulate us so perfectly.” You mutter looking over the largest ring still sitting on your palm. “This is not even close to what I would’ve asked for, but it’s a thousand times better.”

He holds his hand out and lets you slide the ring onto his finger before pulling you in for a heart fluttering kiss. Which is quickly interrupted by Yoongi spinning you around to kiss you. Then Jimin does the same leaving the group a giggling mess. The sun is shining straight into your heart.

Yoongi, Namjoon and Jimin are so proud of themselves as we sit on the edge of the pond. Jimin thought to bring a blanket so you won’t get your dress dirty. Your head is resting in Yoongi’s lap while he plays with a strand of your hair. Namjoon snaps a photo of you and Yoongi with his phone

“We planned a photo shoot for engagement photos in a few weeks.” Jimin says from his spot just to the left of Yoongi. “If you want to, of course. I know even small shoots can be overwhelming for you.”

You are far more impressed that they would do that for you then that he cares enough to say if you want to. They spend so much of their life in front of cameras for music videos, interviews, other content and photoshoots. You think if you were in their position you wouldn’t be planning to spend extra time doing that, but they want to for you. They want you to have precious memories of your engagement.

“I always want more photos with my boys.” You say, feeling your heart flutter when Yoongi smiles down on you. “Even if you make me look like a potato that has been sitting in a dark cupboard for far too long.”

“Yah!” Yoongi scrunches his nose in distaste. “What does that even mean?”

The other two boys scoff coming closer so you have to look at them. Their distaste of your comment could not be more clear. Their faces hang over yours until you cover your face with your hands.

“You’ve seen how the Army, Moa, and even the Carats tweet about you, baby.”

Over the last few years that you’ve been at Hybe fans have found your photos. Until recently your instagram account was private, but occasionally other people would post pictures of you. Many of the fans have said you should debut yourself because they find you beautiful, but you don’t really know what they are talking about. Very few people have been weird since you made your instagram public and you are grateful for that. Though you did delete a few photos that were a bit too obvious. Constantly posting the boys' dogs like they are your own would be very suspicious to fans. Even though they very much are also your dogs.

“Remember what @YoonsKutie said: YN is the hottest producer Hybe has ever had. I would let her map out beats on me anytime she wants.” Jimin recites for what must be the hundredth time since he saw that tweet last year.

“I still don’t know what that means. Do you think she’d say that to my face?”

They laugh instead of answering your question because you all know the answer. Jimin rests his head in Namjoon’s lap and quiet peace takes over. For sometime you sit by the pond watching the koi fish swim around.

Namjoon talks about a trip he wants to go on later in the year. There is an art exhibit in California that he wants to visit and he wants all of you to go with him. Considering how hard it was to plan this it's likely only one of you will go. In the back of his mind you’re sure he knows this, but who knows how revealing your relationship is going to go. Maybe you will need a getaway to another country to let the dust settle. You really hope that’s not the case.

Jimin decides he wants to play video games and heads towards one of the cabins. You remain in front of the pond with Namjoon and Yoongi. Very suddenly you remember what Namjoon told you and blurt out what you said just before coming over here.

“Yoongi, you owe me 26,000 won.”

Yoongi’s head snaps to Namjoon who has fallen back onto the blanket with his large hands covering his beautiful face. A chuckle bubbles out of Yoongi and he squeezes Joon’s thigh. The oldest’s nose scrunches up because he really thought he would be right.

“That’s how you distracted her? You couldn’t have waited however long it takes us to plan this wedding?” Yoongi asks continuing to look at his fiance while Namjoon takes his hands away from his face.

“If you fucked her like I did you wouldn’t be able to contain saying that anymore either.”

There was a time when hearing him phrase it that way would have bothered you, but you are far past that time in your life. You are happy that he finally realized fully how much he enjoys how tiny you are in comparison to him. Jimin will for sure have fun with this when you tell him. You think Namjoon could do a lot of the same things he did with you to Jimin and he would like them. Joon is so beefy the size difference between him and Jimin’s slender frame is clearly notable.

“Was it that good, angel?” Yoongi asks with a raised eyebrow.

“It was an experience I would very much like to relive soon.” You say looking at Namjoon with a small smile.

“Okay, baby, let's go right now.” Namjoon scoops you off the ground and over his shoulder. You can see Yoongi roll his eyes.

Slowly, Yoongi gets up and follows you towards the cabin. You can’t stop staring at the beautiful ring on your finger. Even when you sit down on the couch it's hard to look up at your boyfriend when this perfect symbol of their love is sitting on your finger.

Yoongi is in the kitchen cutting potatoes to make homemade french fries. Namjoon tried to help but the older one insisted that you needed attention. We all know he would just rather do it himself. You wonder if he can read your mind because you were just thinking about french fries not too long ago. It’s not something you typically eat, but he wanted to make it.

Namjoon turns on the large TV and picks a show without much thought. He sits beside you on the couch and you cuddle into his side. Often, you wonder how you got so lucky to hit the jackpot three times. You are sure there are moments you take this for granted but you try your hardest not to. Millions of people would do anything to be dating these men, but you don’t even see them that way. They are incredibly talented with flourishing careers, but at the end of the day they are still just three guys. You are thankful that you’ve had the opportunity to get to know and love every side of them.

Nearly a full episode of the drama passes before Yoongi says anything to you.

“Someone call for Jimin.” Yoongi calls from the kitchen. “It’s done.”

Namjoon sends Jimin a message while you wiggle away from him. You barely let the plate hit the table before digging in crispy golden brown deliciousness. Each of your boys sits around the table joining in the snacking.

The rest of the day is relaxing. Some is spent inside watching TV and some is spent outside. At night Yoongi plays guitar next to the fire and you swoon like he’s never done that before. You don’t think you could ever get tired of the way they make you feel. Even when they’ve done something a hundred times before they find a way to make it unique. Between the three of them it feels like there is a never ending list of songs they are writing about you.

At the end of the night you find yourselves cuddled onto the king bed once again. You are sandwiched between Jimin and Yoongi. Namjoon is behind Jimin with his large hand on Jimin’s hip. Behind you Yoongi has his body pressed against yours as closely as he can.

His lips are feather light against your bare shoulder as his hand slides from your waist. Yoongi takes your breast in his hand lightly squeezing the soft skin. Butterflies spread from your stomach into your chest. You grind your ass back into his cock trying to be subtle so as to not alert the others, but Jimin notices. He scoots closer to you with a mischievous smile on his face. Namjoon moves with him, keeping his front flush with Jimin’s back.

Jimin puckers his lips while putting a hand on your jaw. His fingertips are soft, not pulling you towards him but waiting for you to make the decision. Of course, you accept his kiss. How could anyone resist his seductive pucker? Yoongi whispers in your ear as your lips meet Jimin’s.

“I hope you aren’t teasing me, angel.”

Your mouth opens inviting Jimin in while you roll your hips back as if to prove you aren't teasing him. Jimin copies your motion on the larger man causing Namjoon to dig his fingers into Jimin’s hip. Your hand travels down your youngest fiance's toned abs stopping just above his pubic bone. Jimin’s tongue is mapping the inside of your mouth. The kiss started sweet but your lips are moving together in a way that is far from innocent. Both of you are grinding against your fiances, teasing them until they decide they’ve had enough.

Jimin’s hand slips between your thighs feeling the wetness that just his kisses caused. A low groan comes from his throat as he slightly pulls his lips away from you. Yoongi plays with your nipple while Jimin goes back for another kiss. Namjoon’s hands are roaming Jimin’s body in slow movements.

Your youngest fiance collects a bit of your wetness and spreads it around paying attention to your bundle of nerves. He draws circles with his finger causing you to draw a sharp breath. Yoongi is getting hard against your ass just like you want him to. The thin fabric of his boxers does not provide much of a barrier. He pulls his boxers off before lying back down behind you. You move one leg up towards your chest with a bent knee allowing Yoongi more access should he want to take your bait.

Yoongi’s hand trails down your side letting his fingernails graze your skin just hard enough to make you shiver. His hand stops at your ass, taking a handful and digging his nails in. A moan slips from your lips into Jimin’s mouth as you continue to kiss him. You use one hand to stroke Jimin’s cock while Yoongi’s hand slips further down. Yoongi pushes the tip of his index finger into you while Jimin continues rubbing your clit.

Namjoon turns over rifling through the bedside drawer. He finds the lube and squirts a glob onto his fingers before closing the cap and setting it on top of the nightstand. He resumes his position behind Jimin biting his lip. Namjoon kisses at the younger one's neck and shoulder as he traces circles around Jimin’s hole. Yoongi adds another finger pushing deeper into your wet pussy.

Jimin pulls away from your kiss with a gasp when Namjoon finally stops teasing him and inserts a finger. Slowly, you continue to stroke Jimin’s cock while he drags his finger up and down your slit, stopping when he nears Yoongi’s fingers.

Yoongi curls his fingers inside of you as if he’s trying to pull you towards him. You bury your head into Jimin’s collarbone trying to keep your moans inside. Yoongi moves his fingers quickly in and out of your pussy. You bite down on Jimin’s collarbone at the same moment Namjoon adds another finger into Jimin’s tight hole. He cries out pulling his hand away from your cunt to squeeze your tits.

You curse looking at the pretty outline of your teeth on Jimin’s skin. Yoongi pulls his fingers out and strokes his cock behind you. He brings the fat head of his dick to your entrance but doesn’t push forward. You push your ass back but he holds your hip giving you the smallest feeling of his cock before taking it away.

“Shouldn’t we wait for Jimin, greedy girl?” He murmurs low in your ear.

“Jimin, don’t you want me to be fucked?”

His head is craned back while still touching your breasts. A soft string of moans are falling from his parted lips as Namjoon works with his magic fingers. Jimin opens his eyes looking straight into Yoongi’s eyes.

“Fuck Yn right now or I’ll do it myself.”

“Are you sure about that?” Namjoon says reaching around to take ahold of Jimin’s cock.

Namjoon strokes the younger one's cock with quick flicks of his wrist. His fingers match the pace until Jimin is begging for Namjoon’s cock to fill him up. Yoongi listens to Jimin, pushing into your waiting pussy. You are so wet there is no resistance. He stays there for a moment completely inside the walls of your warm pussy.

Yoongi doesn’t move until he sees Namjoon spread Jimin’s cheeks. Yoongi slowly pulls back and rolls his hips back in with no urgency. Jimin takes your jaw in his hands pulling you into a heated kiss. While your future husbands lazily fuck themselves into you, your breasts are being pushes together by Jimin’s small hands.

Jimin takes your bottom lip between his teeth drawing a soft yelp from you between the soft moans. The room is fairly quiet save to sounds of your partner’s sweet moans and the squelching of your wet cunt sucking Yoongi in. This kind of love making is slow and sensual. Sometimes this is better than fast rough sex you so often have. There’s no rush and you are enjoying each other's bodies. Yoongi isn’t keeping his hands in any one place for too long. He loves the way a light trace of his fingertips can make you shiver like you’ve never been touched before.

You rest your forehead against Jimin’s smiling as he looks into your eyes. He has a hand on the back of your neck that Yoongi stretches up to kiss without pulling out of you. Yoongi presses kisses against your back while one hand wraps around you. His long fingers easily find your clit like they have so many times before. He strokes the sensitive skin around your bundle of nerves for a few seconds before he gives you want. You moan into Jimin’s face at the same time Namjoon thrusts a little harder into Jimin. Your youngest fiance makes an almost identical face to the one you just made.

“I love you.” You whine to no one in particular.

You catch Namjoon’s eyes over Jimin’s shoulder and he smiles. This smile is followed by him pulling Jimin’s head back by his hair. Namjoon kisses the younger one's neck as he glides in and out of Jimin’s hole that seems made for his fat cock.

“I love you.” Joon says into Jimin’s ear.

Yoongi rubs your clit quicker without changing the slow rock of his hips. He feels so good inside of you. Yoongi makes you feel full in all aspects while he’s loving you. Each of your partners has a different way of making you feel this way. You arch your back so you can comfortably rest your head on Yoongi’s shoulder. Your oldest future husband takes the opportunity to use one hand to cup your breast.

He whispers dirty things in your ear as you feel your orgasm building in your stomach. Yoongi moves his hands to wrap his long fingers around your throat and that alone is almost enough to push you over the edge. His grip tightens lessening your airflow intensifying the pleasure building in your stomach.

“Yoongi please!” You whine to the best of your ability.

“Make her cum on your cock.” Namjoon says, looking into your eyes as he takes Jimin’s cock in his hand again.

Jimin reaches forward rubbing your swollen clit to assist Yoongi and follow Namjoon’s orders. Within seconds your orgasm washes over you in waves. Moan after moan fills the air as your partners continue to chase their highs. Yoongi’s hands move to your shoulders as he thrusts deep inside of you before stopping. You feel his cum shoot deep inside of you before he gently thrusts a few more times leaning his head back. You wish he would let you record his moans to put into a song. Once when he was drunk he said once you’ve been married three years he would allow it. So just a few years to go now.

On the other side of the bed Namjoon’s hand is painted in Jimin’s cum. His pretty sounds have quieted. Jimin groans as the older man pulls out of him. Namjoon strokes Jimin’s shoulder before pulling him against his chest.

Yoongi is the first to get up to clean himself. He brings wet washcloths back like the good partner he is. Each of you do as much cleaning up as you can before heading to the bathroom.

Yoongi cuddles against your back with a sweet kiss to your neck when you return. Jimin’s head is resting against your breasts while your fingers card through his hair. Namjoon is looking at his phone with one arm behind his head.

“I love you.” Yoongi says, causing Namjoon to whip his head to the side.

Namjoon lets his phone fall out of his hand onto the floor and cuddles against Jimin’s back with a cute smile on his face. He leans over you to kiss Yoongi, giving you the perfect opportunity to suck his ample chest. Namjoon’s only reaction is a cluck of his tongue when he pulls away. He taps your nose while he scrunches his up in fake disgust. You all know he loves it when people give attention to the twins on his chest.

In the morning Yoongi and Jimin are on either side of you. They move closer as they realize you’ve woken up. Jimin runs a hand through your soft hair brushing it away from your face. Yoongi leans forward to press a kiss to your neck.

“Good morning, my love.” Jimin says. “Namjoon is making us smoothies in another cabin. He said he didn’t want to wake you.”

You love the tender domestic moments you can have on trips like this. In moments like this you almost feel like a normal couple. Namjoon is pouring smoothies when you arrive at the cabin in just an oversized shirt with your other boyfriends following closely behind. You thank him with a kiss to the crater in his left cheek.

Yoongi lets you help him to prepare some real food for breakfast. Jimin sits on Namjoon’s lap as he starts drinking his smoothie. The larger man has an arm wrapped around Jimin’s waist. You and Yoongi join your fiances at the table with the food. They dig in as soon as Jimin slips off Namjoon’s lap to sit beside you.

It's nearly noon when you are sitting on the porch swing of the first cabin you used. Since breakfast you have changed into another set of lingerie with a large shirt over it. Yoongi joins you, taking your hand into his. For a moment he doesn’t say anything staring off into space. You don’t think anything of it until you notice his cock through his shorts. What could he be thinking about that would make him hard just sitting next to you?

“What are you thinking about, Yoon?”

He lets out a deep breath and squeezes your hand. Yoongi licks at the corner of his mouth before answering you.

“Now that you’re going to be my wife,” He pauses like he knows the flutter those words send through your body. “I want to try something that we haven’t done before.”

There is a lot you have done and a lot you haven’t done with Yoongi. A list forms in your head of what you hope he is about to ask. Maybe you should share this list with your partners sometime. Most of the things you are thinking of aren’t a far cry from things they already do with each other.

“What’s that?” Your hand drifts to his strong thigh squeezing so your fingers press into the sensitive skin of his inner thigh.

“I want you to play with me.” His tone is sultry. “I want you to fuck me.”

Warmth spreads from your stomach straight to your pussy and you pull him off the swing. You try to drag him into the cabin but he stops you. Yoongi looks at you with a sly smile like he knew you’d react like this. Of course you would. How could you possibly say no to this man? He was so straightforward with no uncertainty in his tone. His confidence alone makes you want to give him whatever he wants.

“I already prepared the other cabin for this, angel.”

Yoongi leads you down the path to the only cabin you haven’t been in. He pauses momentarily before opening the door and stepping inside. Unlike the other cabins this is a singular room. The window lights the room pretty well showing you a loveseat, a queen size bed, and a thick support beam that you know will be put to good use. Off in the corner you notice a step stool that may come in handy as well. On the bed are several lengths of purple rope, a long hot pink strap on, and what you suspect is a vibrator. Heat pools in your stomach. It’s been quite awhile since the last time Yoongi asked you to tie him up.

You are genuinely excited to finally put the skills you’ve been practicing lately to use. Yoongi begins to remove his clothes without prompt. First he pulls his shirt over his head and you watch as his muscles move. He quickly tosses his shirt to the side and pulls his pants and underwear off unceremoniously. You eye his large cock already standing tall and decide to kneel in front of him taking just the tip into your mouth. Your tongue grazes the soft skin before you pull away and Yoongi whines. You can’t stop a giggle from escaping your lips.

He pulls you back, pressing his lips to yours. His hands rest at the small of your back under your shirt while he pushes his tongue into your parted lips. You can feel Yoongi’s cock against you while you stand taller trying to deepen the kiss further. His tongue explores your mouth just making you more excited for what he asked for. Yoongi’s hands slide to your ass squeezing and he kisses down your neck.

“What’s your safeword?” You ask after finding your composure and stepping away. You pick up a length of rope from the bed.

The support beam is perfect for the position you’ve been studying. You’ve never suspended him before but you are confident in your skills. The two of you agreed to not delve into this until you had taken classes. If you had even a shadow of a doubt you wouldn’t do this. The last thing you want to do is hurt him. Yoongi knows what he’s doing and what he’s getting himself into. He chose a softer rope that shouldn’t leave any marks for longer than an hour or two.

“Blueberry.” He replies watching you come towards him with a length of rope.

“I need you to listen to me and tell me the moment something doesn’t feel right.” You wait for his nod before continuing. “Get on your knees in front of the beam.”

Without a word he follows your instruction falling to his knees on the floor. He takes a position close to one that he would in front of a respected elder. You smack his ass, loving the sharp sound that seems to echo through the room, before taking your place beside him. You work first on the bottom half of this tie. The purple rope is wrapped around each of his thighs separately several times just below where his ass meets his thighs. You spend extra time making sure your knots are secure. Of course, you want to peg your fiance as soon as possible, but you will not put him in danger to do so.

Yoongi remains quiet being a model sub hardly even moving as you continue to tie the rope around his waist. After securing the excess length with several knots you move on to bind his ankles with another length of rope. These knots are far less complex so they take you a shorter amount of time to prepare.

With your short stature it's been a question in your mind of how you would secure him when you decided to finally suspend him in the air. Thankfully, Yoongi thought ahead to bring a stepstool. You take it from the corner of the room and bring it to where you can easily reach the ropes. Before lifting Yoongi you tie anchoring points around the beam.

Yoongi’s feet are held against his ass as you take the ropes connected to his lower body and tie them around the support beam. His ankles are tied separately allowing you access to his beautiful ass. He gasps as he’s lifted in the air but one look at his face confirms that he’s okay. He is using his hands to keep contact with the floor but soon he won’t be able to do that. For him to be at the correct height you first have to lift him up before tying his arms.

“Put your arms up.” You demand feeling yourself getting wetter as the ropes dig into his skin when he follows your command.

“Have you been looking at my search history?” Yoongi asks, taking a deep breath.

“Maybe I just know you a little too well. We do have very similar tastes.”

You pin his arms straight against the beam from shoulder to wrist. The binding starts just below his elbow and crosses in several points to make sure he won’t be able to move. His hair is falling towards the floor and his view is blocked by his own cock unless he looks to the side. You pull the ropes taut hearing a groan fall from Yoongi’s lips. He looks so pretty hanging in the air ready for whatever you decide to do to him.

The stepstool is pushed aside then you decide it’s time to remove your shirt. A whine leaves Yoongi’s mouth when he sees the lacy white set you’ve chosen. You weren’t sure who would see it first but you are glad it’s him. This situation is perfect for lingerie.

On the bed you grab the vibrator and lubricant knowing you will need it. The vibrator is a teal colored wand much like ones you’ve used on Jimin before. There has only been one or two times where Yoongi has asked you to use a vibrator on him. Far more often Jimin will bring them and you both end up using it on each other. He looks so pretty begging me to stop.

“Angel?” Yoongi asks, wiggling his toes knowing that it won’t be smart to move anything else.

“Please be patient.” You say walking behind him and turning the vibrator to the lowest setting.

Yoongi is hanging at the perfect height for you to fill his pretty hole with your strap. Before you do that you have to prepare him. You kneel pressing the vibrator to the head of his leaking cock. A sharp breath escapes Yoongi’s chest and you waste no time spreading his cheeks with your other hand. His puckered hole is waiting for you clenching around nothing as you drag the vibrator up and down the length of his cock. You lap at his hole enjoying the way he can’t control his noises.

He continues to whine while you slurp at his hole. He gasps when your tongue pushes inside of him. Your tongue fucks into him causing his toes to curl beside your shoulder. The vibrator focuses on his tip and you pull your face from his cheeks to check on him.

Yoongi’s face is a little red from being upside down but otherwise is enjoying this. His eyes are closed and his thick brows are drawn together. His beautiful lips are slightly parted as you turn the vibrator up one. He draws in a sharp breath as his eyes snap open.

“YN, more please.” Yoongi whines, shaking his round ass as much as he can in this position.

“You want me to fill your slutty hole with my fingers?” You tease his hole with your index finger as you speak, collecting your leftover saliva.

“Please fuck me.” His desperation is turning you on in ways you haven’t felt before.

After coating your fingers in lubricant you carefully press one digit inside. There is no need to be this gentle but it will drive him crazy. You slide the vibrator against his testicles while adding another finger to stretch his ass. Slowly you drag your fingers in and out of him until you can feel him trying to push back against you.

“You want me to go faster?” You question pulling your fingers almost completely out.

“Please, YN!” He exclaims with labored breathing. “Want you so bad.”

You pick up the pace doing exactly what he asked for while keeping the vibrator on his cock. His abs are contracting as he comes closer to unraveling with every passing second. Of course, you aren’t going to let that happen. You have so much more in store for him. The tip of your finger finds his sweet spot and it's almost amusing you how sexy making him become a mess is.

When you quickly pull away your fingers and the vibrator he lets out a high pitched whine. Yoongi sighs when you touch his tip with the vibrator again, but that sigh quickly turns into a string of pleads. With your other hand you pull your panties down your legs and ball them up in the palm of your hand. Without losing contact with Yoongi's delicate cock you lean over and stuff his mouth with the white lace. His moans become muffled as his eyes widen before showing a new glint that tells you he loves what you just did. Once you’ve done that you pull the vibrator away, turning it off before setting it down. It’s time to give him what he wants.

The pink strap is calling your name so you decide it’s finally time to secure it in place. Once you have it on and are approaching your eldest fiance, you see two pairs of eyes peering through the window. Their eyes are wide taking in the salacious scene in front of them. Namjoon and Jimin try to duck away when they see they’ve been caught but you shake your head.

“Yoongi we have some peeping toms outside. You want them to watch?” Your voice is louder than necessary making sure your partners outside can hear you. Yoongi tries to turn his head but it's hard for him when his head is hanging towards the floor. “You want our fiancés to know that you're my little slut? You want them to see how you take me like a good boy?”

Yoongi nods his head furiously and you motion for the men outside to come in. They quickly enter sitting on the bed without a word. Jimin’s shorts are tented but Namjoon has a smidge more control over himself. That won’t last long you are sure. Not when he sees how you can make Yoongi unravel in a way so different from what he’s ever done with the elder.

Through the mouthful of panties Yoongi tries to say something to you, but is cut off by Jimin speaking. You look over your shoulder at your youngest boyfriend and are a bit shocked by what he says.

“Already so full you can’t even speak properly, kitten? Did YN gag you with her pretty panties? I bet they taste delicious soaked in her juices.”

It’s been a very long time since you heard Jimin call him that. Yoongi whimpers, clenching his asshole around the air waiting for you to finally give him what he asked for. The bottle of lube on the ground finds your hand and you stroke the pink length after squirting a sizable amount onto your hand.

“Now that I’m going to be your wife, are you ready for me to fuck you?”

There is a sharp inhale behind your shoulder back, and you know from years of familiarity that it was Namjoon. A smirk takes its place on your face but you don’t look back instead gently pressing your tip against Yoongi. You slap your strap against him a few times covering the area with lube. Finally you push the tip barely inside after waiting for his nod. Many times in your life you have wondered what it would feel like to have sex as a man. This is probably the closest you will ever get.

Slowly you push inside of him wanting him to get used to it for a moment. The strap isn’t bigger than Namjoon but it’s close and each of you in this room knows that takes a little bit of getting used to. When the entire length is inside your eldest boyfriend he begins squirming. He wants you to move but one side glance to his face shows you is a moment away from spitting your panties out.

“Jimin, can you hand me the vibrator?” You ask, not moving even a centimeter from your position.

Without a word Jimin leaves the bed grabbing the vibrator and placing it in your hand. He leaves a soft kiss on your shoulder before returning to his spot next to Namjoon. You turn the vibrator on once again to the lowest setting.

Your hips pull back until just the tip is being swallowed by his needy asshole. The vibrator finds its way to Yoongi’s cock at the same moment you snap your hips forward. It’s hard to see his face without craning your neck but you are glad you do. He is so caught off guard his groan almost causes him to lose your panties. He bites the edge of the lacy fabric using his tongue to pull it back into his mouth.

You repeat the motion loving the control you have over him right now. Fucking someone in this way is a completely different experience. It’s a bit of an awkward angle to hold the vibrator while fucking him so you look over your shoulder.

“Who wants to help me?”

Jimin jumps up pulling his shirt and shorts off without prompt leaving him in just a pair of boxer shorts. Namjoon’s cock is visible through the thin layer of cloth his shorts provide. This was meant to be just you and Yoongi but why should you deny another chance to be together like this?

The youngest of your fiances takes the vibrator from your hand and kneels next to Yoongi without breaking contact to the older one’s length. Yoongi’s fingers curl as if he wants to reach for something but he can’t. You resume what you were doing by thrusting into him.

Watching the strap disappear into him leaves heat pooling in your stomach. You are pleasuring him in a way you never have before. Jimin licks at the over sensitive tip of Yoongi’s cock while you thrust into the oldest. Your hands find the ropes connecting his ankles to the rest of the knots and grip there. The ropes shouldn’t move from their place even with your hands on them this way. Your grip on the ropes helps you push deeper, pulling strings of muffled curses from Yoongi’s mouth. He’s so beautiful, tied up and left to the mercy of you.

You work your way into a quicker pace quickly getting a hang of the things that are not familiar to you. Yoongi is a lot louder when he is being fucked then when he is fucking you. It brings you a sense of pride knowing you are the one making him feel like this with the strap he picked out. He could just go to his other partners who already have this equipment but he chose you. He wanted you to make him feel like a slut while he hangs in the air.

“Fuck, I can’t get enough of you.” You grunt out while pounding your strap into him as quickly as you can. No longer being able to control yourself.

The muscles of his legs are beginning to shake as Jimin continues to work on him in tandem with you. Yoongi is growing louder with each thrust of your hips. You take a handful of his ass into each hand squeezing hard as you hit his bundle of nerves. It’s a good thing you are in the middle of the woods. Yoongi’s moans just continue to get more high pitched and desperate.

“Please make me cum, angel.” Yoongi begs clearly after pushing the panties out of his mouth with a loud pff. “Jimin please.”

“Go ahead.” You allow looking into Jimin’s eyes while continuing to fuck Yoongi.

Until this point he had only licked at Yoongi’s tip in an almost torturous act. Jimin gladly takes all of Yoongi into his mouth moving the vibrator to Yoongi’s smooth balls. Behind you soft moans are leaving Namjoon’s mouth. With a quick glance you see he’s dipped his hand into the waistband of his pants and is stroking his large cock.

“You’re doing so well, Yoongi. Cum for us.”

He strains against the ropes causing them to dig into his skin further. His high approaches while you and Jimin work to satisfy him. Jimin pulls off when his mouth is full and replaces his lips with the vibrator. The oldest is pleading for both of you to stop as he becomes over sensitive. For a few more minutes you continue to fuck his pretty little ass while Jimin overstimulates Yoongi’s cock.

Yoongi is shaking when you finally pull out of him looking towards Jimin who has his lips tightly sealed. Jimin moves closer to Yoongi’s red face and kisses him. Yoongi’s cum seeps out of their mouths while their tongues push into each other’s mouths.

“Let’s get him down.” Namjoon says and you turn to see his hand is covered in his own lust.

He wipes his hand on his discarded shorts before moving to help you. They aren’t as familiar with the knots as you but Namjoon’s strength alone makes this a little easier. Namjoon brings Yoongi to the bed while you take off the strap. Jimin disappears outside of the cabin while you join your older fiances on the bed.

“That was incredible.” Yoongi mutters against Namjoon’s bare chest.

His eyes are half open like he might fall asleep at any moment. The cum around his mouth is starting to dry. His skin is red where the rope was binding him in places. You trace your fingers over the lines using your other hand to rub circles on his back. Namjoon is running one hand through Yoongi’s hair with the other gently placed on his hip.

Jimin returns with cloths and immediately moves to help clean Yoongi. Each of you work to make him comfortable with kisses and soft touches. Your oldest fiance falls asleep in Namjoon’s arms while you rub small circles into his back. Three of you end up taking a nap while Jimin prepares snacks and a movie in the other cabin.

Namjoon shows off his strength carrying both you and Yoongi to the other cabin with no struggle. Yoongi lies with his head in your lap as soon as Joon sets him down. Namjoon sits on the other end of the couch where Jimin curls up in his lap.

Sometimes you wish you could spend every day like this. You are grateful for your job and the jobs your partners have, but there is little normalcy when you are dating three global superstars. You are lucky for the strength the world has given you to love these men. Loving them is easier than breathing despite the abnormal challenges you face with them. If you had the chance to do this all over again you would pick the same path each time. You are meant for them just like they are meant for you.

[pjmdaily]

2022 FESTA ★ BTS 9TH ANNIVERSARY FAMILY PORTRAIT #1 YOONMINJOON

[taetheists]

yoonminjoon vlive 2/20/22

[whysojiminimnida]

Okay, so

2nd April - Rm, Jm and Suga went to Sonic. Tae was out as well, apparently dancing alone.

3rd April - Hobi reached US. JK out of quarantine. Vhopekook went to Sonic.

4th April - Grammy night and vlive.

5th April - Jm and Hobi were spotted in a mall (evening time), they had dinner cause Hobi posted a clip of Jm on his insta, it was at a restaurant.

Also 5th April - vhopekook were spotted having dinner. And a photo for Bellagio was taken for their promotion.

Also also 5th April - Jk said all members had dinner with bangpd that night.

To me, it seems like they were all together for dinner there and also during that photo. Some accounts on twitter did say others walked out and didnt take a pic at the restaurant. But I don't know why only vhopekook pic was taken for ballagio. Guess will have to wait and see what drops next.

Excellent timeline, anon, thank you! Keeping injuries (Jin) and quarantines (Hobi and Jungkook) in mind, I still think that we have two subunits going on. Vhopekook with optional Jin is one. Yoonminjoon (? is that what we're calling them? IDK IDK) is the other. Like so:

SUBUNIT ONE

And SUBUNIT TWO (not necessarily in that order):

And this grouping appears to be a calculated move that extends into their semi-private time. They haven't really had much actual private time since arriving in Vegas - every time they step outside the hotel room cameras are following them. SO. Understanding that there is a HUGE COMEBACK ABOUT TO DESTROY US ALL HAPPEN and that they've been HYYHing us for a while now

TNone of this is coincidence, neoneun na naneun neo... As to dinner that night, you're on point. Jungkook said in his Live that they were all there - he was at dinner with Bang PD-nim and the members. We don't know Everything they're doing right now is calculated. Stepping out fully dressed and accessorized in brand new Balenciaga and bespoke suits and unreleased Vuitton and that shit did not come out of the suitcase. They went to the fountains because they had arranged a short photoshoot for the Bellagio - and they are pushing the subunits actively BUT WHY THO

THEY'RE DOING IT ON PURPOSE. These are deliberate groupings and they are WORKING even when it looks like they're playing. I DON'T KNOW WHY YET. But it's coming.

[melancholy-of-nadia]

love u lately (m) #11 | myg/knj/pjm

title: love u lately​ chapter title: #11 - love u lately pairing: yoongi x f. reader, namjoon x f. reader, jimin x f. reader (yoonminjoon x f. reader) rating/genre: m (18+) ; smut ; college/university au , pseudo frat! bts; best friends! yoonminjoon friends to lovers; summary: jin, hoseok, taehyung and jungkook leave the house to you, jimin, namjoon and yoongi for the next few hours after yoongi's kbbq birthday dinner. perhaps now that you four have decided to be together, there's only one thing left to do to really seal the deal. warnings:  HEAVY SMUT (if you are a minor, please leave immediately. idk why you would be here in the first place as the story has been smut all long!), the long awaited FOURSOME, oh god how will i touch upon all the things in this, french kissing, SLIGHT mlm mentions/exploration, blowjob, breast play, eating out, multiple orgasms, creampies, cum play?, multiple positions, dirty talk, pet names, rough s*x, soft s*x, tears from deep throat, reassurance, and consent, slight size kink if you wink, double vag*nal pen*tration, hickeys, good ending, playful banter from yoonminjoon, A LOT OF FLUFF, DEEP TALKS, WE HAVE ONE MORE CHAPTER PEOPLE! note: @daegudrama has been the hero editor of this fic series. please all send her love to her fics as well!! she is an amazing writer!!! total word count: 8.1k drop date:  June 28th, 2024, 2PM PST cross posted on AO3 here ← #10 | Series Masterlist | #12

March 9 [Saturday]

“Sometimes I can’t believe you guys are so down bad for me to be doing this.” You say, muffled as you are squished in a hug between Namjoon and Yoongi on the living room couch.

It's early in the morning, but sleep has eluded you, replaced by the bubbling excitement over your poly relationship with your three best friends. Unable to stay in bed any longer, you crept downstairs and started watching an episode of One Piece on Netflix, which Jimin and Taehyung convinced you to watch. You’re barely a few episodes into the Alabasta Arc, but you fear you’ll never make it to the most recent arcs, hundreds of episodes away. To your surprise, you weren't the only one not feeling tired anymore. Your three best friends had the same idea, joining you one by one. Now, you’re sandwiched between two of them, while Jimin sits contentedly on the floor in front of you, leaning back against your legs.

"I don't see any issue with it," Yoongi says nonchalantly, pressing a gentle kiss to your neck. "We love you, after all."

Namjoon nods in agreement, with one arm around you and his other hand resting comfortably on your thigh. "Exactly. Plus, we wanted to be in this poly relationship!"

Jimin chuckles from his spot on the floor, turning his head to look up at you. "And who wouldn't want to be down bad for you? You're pretty cute, you know."

You feel your cheeks heat up at their words, a warm glow spreading through you. "You guys are too sweet," you murmur, reaching down to ruffle Jimin's hair affectionately.

“Let’s just hope we don’t scare Namjoon out of this.” Jimin snickers. “We already had a threesome, just to let you know.” He turns to him and wiggles his eyebrows.

You turn to see Namjoon’s eyes widen for a few seconds. Wait, was this ever mentioned to him? You thought you already mentioned it to him before, but it seems like you hadn’t. None of you had. Fuck... 

A small internal panic occurs between the three of you.

Despite the sudden revelation, Namjoon doesn’t falter. “And? That’s not going to scare me away.” He smirks, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “If anything, it just makes things more interesting.” 

You raise an eyebrow, feeling a playful spark ignite in the air. “Oh, really?” you tease, leaning closer to him, your lips brushing against his ear. “Are you saying you’re down for a foursome?”

Namjoon’s smirk widens as he turns to face you, his gaze intense. “If you guys want, I’ll try anything. Just say the word and I’m down,” he murmurs, his voice low and seductive. His hand slides a little higher on your thigh, sending a shiver through you.

Your heart races at his words, excitement and desire mixing in a heady cocktail. “You guys are unbelievable,” you say, your voice letting out a sigh. “But I guess that’s why I love you.”

Yoongi’s hand moves to cup your chin, lifting your face to his. “We love you too,” he says, and then his lips are on yours, kissing you deeply, possessively. “But you better love me more today because it’s my birthday.” He teases.

“Of course, my love.” You reply to him cutely, making the other two roll their eyes in slight jealousy of Yoongi today.

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“Everyone! Aside from celebrating Yoongi’s 21st birthday tonight, I have gathered you here at Baekjeong KBBQ to announce some big news!” 

All the guys from the Beta Tau Sigma house turn to look at you, who has gotten up from your seat. Namjoon, seemingly knowing what you’re going to say, begins to panic and quickly signals you to sit back down. You give him a puzzled look before realizing that you can’t just announce that you’re in a polycule with your three guy best friends at a restaurant. Jimin, Jungkook and Taehyung laugh when your excited demeanor deflates once you sit back down in realization.

“We decided to be together…” you mumble, your words trailing off. Your face feels hot as embarrassment overcomes you, but all the guys think that’s adorable. This is so embarrassingly anticlimactic!

“Good for you. Now, can you pass over that big piece of short rib-eye on your side?” Seokjin says seriously, his deadpan request making the other guys burst out giggling.

You sigh and use your chopsticks to grab the piece, placing it on Seokjin’s plate. Yoongi, sitting next to you, puts his arm around you, pulling you closer and kissing your temple.

“Don’t worry, love, he’s just jealous he isn’t getting any pussy,” Yoongi snides, his tone playful. The comment sends another wave of laughter around the table.

“Shut the fuck up, I totally am!” Seokjin barks back, but the guys stare at him in disbelief, their skepticism obvious.

“Sure, hyung, whatever helps you sleep at night,” Taehyung teases, winking at him.

The laughter and chatter continue around the table, making the atmosphere cozy and lively. Namjoon, still chuckling, reaches over to turn the meat on the grill, the sizzling sound blending with the background noise of the bustling restaurant.

“So, you guys really decided to be together?” Jungkook asks, popping a piece of marinated beef into his mouth, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

You look at Yoongi, who gives you an encouraging nod. “Yep,” you repeat, feeling a bit more confident this time. “Me, Yoongi, Namjoon, and Jimin. We’re trying out this polycule thing.”

The guys blink at you, taking the time to actually process your words. Hoseok is the first to react, his eyes widening with excitement. “Whoa, that’s actually really cool! So, like, you’re all dating each other?”

You nod, feeling the initial awkwardness dissipate. “Yeah? Technically. it’s a bit unconventional, but we think it could work for us.”

Jimin, who’s been quietly enjoying his food, finally chimes in. “It’s something we’ve all talked about with her first and agreed on. We want to make it work.”

You recall about 12 hours earlier, when you, Namjoon, Jimin and Yoongi talked early in the morning about the shared agreement to start this polycule. You all knew you should announce it to the other residents at your not-so-frat house, which you so excitedly tried to bring up, albeit at the wrong place.

Seokjin, chewing thoughtfully on a piece of short rib, finally swallows and gives a nod of approval. “As long as you’re all happy and on the same page, that’s what matters. Plus, it’s not like any of us are in a position to judge your relationships anyways.” 

“Exactly,” Namjoon adds, his voice steady and reassuring. “We’re all here to support each other, no matter what.”

Yoongi tightens his arm around you, his fingers gently tracing patterns on your shoulder. “And we’ll figure things out as we go. We’ve said communication is key.”

Jungkook, ever the curious one, leans forward, resting his chin on his hand. “So, how does this work? Will you, like, all go on dates together, or will you split your time?”

You laugh, appreciating Jungkook’s genuine interest. “We’re going to figure that part out. It’s going to be a learning experience, not gonna lie.”

Taehyung, always the romantic, sighs dreamily. “I think it’s beautiful. Love doesn’t have to fit into a box. As long as it’s real, that’s what counts.”

The server arrives with another platter of meat, breaking the contemplative mood, but leaves soon after. Seokjin eagerly takes the tongs and starts placing the meat on the grill, the sizzling sound bringing everyone back to the present.

“So are you guys going to sexile us after this or…?” Taehyung asks bluntly, his words cutting through the laughter and conversation.

You start choking on your kimchi from the shock of his question, your face turning red. Jimin quickly pats your back, trying to help you breathe again, his eyes wide with concern.

“Taehyung!” Namjoon yells, his voice stern and disbelieving.

“It’s an honest question!” Taehyung defends himself, holding up his hands. “Hoseok and I were already planning to go frat house hopping tonight anyway.”

Seokjin, shaking his head, rolls his eyes. “I’ve got to go to a bar fundraising event for Kappa Psi Pi since I’m the president, after all.” He ends his words sarcastically, groaning as he finishes.

“And I’m tagging along because he said there would be cute girls from the frat there, and I can’t miss that!” Jungkook exclaims, a cheeky grin spreading across his face. 

The tension eases, and you finally catch your breath, giving Taehyung a half-amused, half-exasperated look. “O-Okay then maybe give us two and half hours and then you’re free to come home?”

Now, it’s Namjoon, Yoongi, and Jimin’s turns to start choking dramatically on their food, drawing the attention of surrounding tables. Jungkook, Taehyung, Jin, and Hoseok make sounds of awe at your boldness. Yoongi immediately grabs a cup of cold tea and downs it, while Jimin and Namjoon opt for downing a shot each.

“Jesus… fucking… Christ… Y/N,” Yoongi exclaims, exasperated.

You smirk at them, feeling a mix of amusement and satisfaction at their reactions.

“Hey, if we’re going to do this, we might as well have some fun, right?” you say, trying to keep a straight face as you meet their stunned gazes.

Jungkook chuckles, shaking his head. “Damn, Y/N, you really know how to keep things interesting.”

“Yeah, no kidding,” Taehyung adds, a wide grin spreading across his face. “I’m impressed.”

Seokjin, still recovering from his own laughter, nods. “Alright, two and a half hours it is. We’ll make ourselves scarce.”

Hoseok leans back in his chair, giving you a thumbs-up. “Just make sure to clean up after yourselves. I don’t want to come back to the house smelling like sex and cum.”

You giggle, feeling happy that the guys are supportive of everything despite initial worries. Yoongi, Namjoon, and Jimin exchange glances, their initial shock giving way to amusement and a shared understanding.

“Alright, alright,” Namjoon concedes, still a bit red in the face. “We’ll take it one step at a time.”

Jimin shakes his head, a smirk tugging at his lips. “You really are something else, Y/N.”

Yoongi, finally regaining his composure, leans in closer to you. “You never cease to surprise me,” he murmurs, a hint of admiration in his voice.

The evening continues with more laughter and teasing, the air filled with the mouthwatering aroma of grilled meat and the sound of clinking glasses. You raise your own glass once more, toasting to the unique and wonderful dynamic you share with your lovers.

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The four of you come home, while the others decide to go elsewhere unanimously. You can’t believe they all agreed to let you guys have the house to yourselves for the next few hours…and to have a foursome much less. 

Before you parted ways at the restaurant, leaving in Jimin’s car to head back home, Taehyung said, “Good luck with the foursome. Don’t be too loud, alright? Let us know when you’re done!” He winked, a playful grin on his face, as he rushed toward Jungkook’s car where the other 3 guys were calling out to him.

You guys haven’t even decided if it is going to happen tonight. 

You’re going to owe the guys big time.

But now you are filled with nerves as you sit on your bed with Namjoon to your right and Jimin on your left, while Yoongi remains standing in front of you.

“A-Are we actually doing this right now?” you ask, your voice barely above a whisper.

“If you don’t want to do this, you don’t have to,” Namjoon reassures, his voice gentle and soothing. He reaches out, taking your hand in his. “We’re here because we love and care about you, not because we want to pressure you into anything.”

Yoongi nods, his expression softening. “We can just hang out and watch a movie if that’s what you prefer,” he says, patting the bed. “Save this for another time!”

Jimin smiles at you, his eyes full of understanding. “Right! Like Hyung said! Whatever you’re comfortable with! We’re here for you, no matter what.”

You take a deep breath, trying to steady your racing heart. “I know,” you say, your voice wavering slightly. “I am willing to do this, but I just...I want to make sure this is something we all want.”

“We wouldn’t be here if we didn’t want this,” Yoongi says softly, reaching out to touch your arm. “But we mostly care about you wanting this too.”

You look at each of them in turn, seeing nothing but love and reassurance in their eyes as they nod along to Yoongi’s words. “Okay,” you say, finally letting out the breath you’d been holding. “I want this too. I need to hear that you’re all on the same page too.”

Namjoon squeezes your hand gently. “We are. We’re in this together, Tiny.” The other two nod in response.

You nod, feeling a bit of the tension leave your body. “Alright,” you say, smiling nervously and taking a deep breath. “Let’s take it slow, okay?”

The three men lean in towards you, starting with Jimin peppering your neck with kisses and fondling your left breast. Namjoon takes note of the younger man’s actions and copies the same movements, with his lips on your jawline and his hand kneading your right breast slightly harder. Yoongi takes the opportunity to go directly for your lips first, his hand on your thigh as it inches closer until he’s under your dress and rubbing your panty-covered clit.

His lips feel incredibly soft against yours, the gentle pressure sending shivers down your spine. You moan softly into Yoongi's mouth, your body responding to the multitude of sensations. Not wanting to miss out on your lips too, Namjoon and Jimin inch closer, their eyes dark with desire. and then, suddenly, you're sharing a four-way kiss.

It's like a dance of lips and tongues, a medley of tastes and textures. Yoongi's kisses are gentle yet insistent, a contrast to Namjoon's firmer, more dominant touch. Jimin's approach is playful and teasing, his lips brushing against yours and the others', adding an element of unpredictability to the mix.

You always can’t help but feel turned on seeing their own tongues make contact with one another. You make a mental note to bring this up in the future.

But the intoxicating feeling brings you back to the situation you’re in, making your head spin in the most delightful way. Your hands reach out, finding purchase on Namjoon's broad shoulders and Jimin's firm chest. Yoongi pulls away from the kiss, but his hands continue his skilled ministrations on your swollen clit and beneath your dress.

He leans down, spreads your legs open, and slides your panties to the side, directly flicking your clit back and forth.

“Such a pretty pussy, just for us.” Yoongi chuckles, lust taking over him.

Jimin and Namjoon pull away from the kiss as well, deciding to nibble at your ear while  continuing to massage your breasts.

“That’s our baby.” Namjoon whispers in your ears.

“Hyung, help me undress her,” Jimin says with an impatient. “Darling looks so much better naked.” He winks at you, which makes you blush. If this were any other time, you’d die of embarassment, but being bared to Yoongi like this right now, nothing else matters.

Namjoon unzip the back of your cherry spaghetti strap sundress, and the two men push the straps down your arms and chest to reveal you’re braless, with only pebbled nipples out in the open. 

“Wearing no bra out to KBBQ with the other guys? You’re such a minx.” Jimin giggles.

“S-Shut up! Bras don’t look go– A-Ah…!” You argue back, and he suddenly leans down and latches onto your nipples, sucking them with his plump lips. You squirm in response, feeling Jimin’s tongue tease and flick your left nipple. You place a hand on the back of his head, indulging as you push him further into your chest. 

Namjoon quickly follows by pressing his tongue against your right nipple, flicking at it in a desperate attempt to get it harder. His lips lick against your breast and suckle at your tit. Lovely, warm strokes follow, with your whines snuffed by biting at your lower lip.

Yoongi’s impatience to see you come undone takes over as he watches you three. He proceeds to slide off your panties, as well as the remaining half of your dress scrunched at your waist, and hastily opens your legs further. He wastes no time diving in to lick at your cunt.

Your eyes widen with surprise at the sudden invasion. Yoongi’s tongue darts out, swirling around your clit and then sliding down to taste your folds before pushing inside you. You moan softly, your hands reaching out for something to grasp again. Yoongi wraps his arms around your thighs, holding you close as he continues his exploration. You can feel his warm breath on your sensitive skin, a contrast to the coolness of the room.

"F-Fuck Yoongi…feels so good," you manage to gasp out, your eyes fluttering closed and your hands automatically going to Namjoon's shoulders.

“Just wait until I make you cum.” He smiles, his signature slight lopsided smile giving you goosebumps. That’s the confident Min Yoongi talking, and you are definitely scared. Yoongi pulls away from your pussy, opting to insert two fingers inside your throbbing pussy. He begins thrusting them inside and out at a rapid pace. Each thrust of his fingers drives you closer to the edge, and your body responds eagerly to the relentless pleasure he is giving you along with what Jimin and Namjoon are doing. You feel your juices coat his fingers, the slickness allowing him to move even faster. The pressure builds within you, a tight coil of desire ready to snap.

There’s a brief pause in the build-up as Yoongi removes his fingers and goes back to eating you out. You realize he was doing that because he wants you to get more wet, in preparation for all of them entering you later. You wish he would keep going with his fingers, but coming undone by his tongue has been your favorite thing in the past year.

Yoongi swipes against your aching clit each time your tongue darts up and down your folds. He savors each little sound you make, relishing in the feeling of your thighs gently squeezing the sides of his head. He sucks your bud a few times before dipping back down, sliding his tongue into your pussy as your body signals to him that you’re seconds from your first orgasm of the night. “Yoongi…!” your voice and breathing is shaky.  “I-I’m gonna cum!” The familiar pressure of a nearing orgasm slowly dissipates as a wave of pure euphoria crashes over you. Yoongi groans at the feeling of your juices soaking his mouth and continues to lick up the remains, thighs still wrapped around his head and shoulder. He really never wants these moments with you to end. He’d be fine if he died, drowning in your juice, but he won’t admit that to you.

When the waves of pleasure finally subside, you collapse your back onto the bed, panting and spent. But this is not the end! You know you have to and want to keep going. They haven't orgasmed yet and you want to make sure they feel just as good as they are making you feel. Namjoon, Yoongi, and Jimin gather around you on the bed, their hands caressing your skin, their expressions filled with love and adoration.

“Did we overdo it already?” Namjoon worries as he looks at you, completely fucked out.

“That’s because Yoongi hyung was fingering and eating her out too fast! You should’ve edged her out a little more.” Jimin groans, glaring at Yoongi which makes you laugh. “Now we have to wait for round two,” 

“It’s fine. Let her rest for now,” Yoongi says, turning onto his side, his hand reaches out and rubs your stomach to comfort you. “Do you want more, my angel?”

You nod before you can even process his words in your brain. Namjoon laughs at your eagerness.

“Want…more…please,” You finally word out, softly.

“Aw, darling is so cute,” Jimin coos, “Don’t worry, I’ll be the one to give you what you need.”

“Hey, what makes you think your fucking her first?” Yoongi says, with a jealous tone in his voice.

“Because I deserve it? Plus I was the one who kissed her first too!” Jimin giggles, pulling you to the edge of the bed and putting a pillow under your ass to lift you a little. “You can let her suck you off for now if you want. Namjoon hyung can get a hand job in the meantime and watch how it’s done.”

Yoongi sighs, but complies, getting on the right side of the bed and positioning himself by your head. “Fine, but only because I want to see her mouth wrapped around me again after so long.”

You feel a shiver of anticipation run through your body as Yoongi’s length comes into view. Your eyes lock onto him as he pulls down his black dress pants and boxers, beginning to stroke himself, his gaze dark and hungry. He sits down next to you and leans his cock next to your mouth. You open your mouth automatically, ready to take him in, and he slowly guides himself between your lips. It’s been a while since you’ve had him, and you remember how girthy his dick is. The taste of him is still as intoxicating as ever, and you hum around him as he thrusts slowly, earning a groan of pleasure from above. 

Namjoon quickly makes his move to position himself on the opposite side, unbuckling his belt, pulling down his jeans and boxers. He swiftly slips out his cock. He gently takes your hand in his own rough, warm grip and spits into your palm, before wrapping it around himself. For some reason, this makes your heart flutter. You believe it’s the fact that you learn something new about your best friends every time you fuck them, it seems.

You start by giving a few, testing strokes. You hold as much of his cock as you can manage in your fist. You move at a moderate pace, from tip to base. He shutters a bit, hips threatening to snap into your hand as he’s eager to reach his high.

Meanwhile, Jimin quickly removes his clothes, shrugging off his red-white varsity jacket, pulling off his white t-shirt, and sliding out of his black jeans, his eyes never leaving yours. When he’s completely bare, He places your ankles up on his shoulders and lines himself up with your entrance, teasing your folds with the head of his cock. “Are you ready, darling?” he asks, his voice soft but full of desire.

Yoongi pulls his cock out of your mouth briefly so you can respond. “Y-Yes, please,” you shyly respond, trying to catch your breath as you wiggle your cunt against him. Your body aches for more. 

Jimin doesn’t make you wait any longer. He pushes into you slowly, filling you inch by inch until he’s fully seated inside you. Yoongi slides in between your lips once again. You remember how this feeling is beyond overwhelming, and you moan around Yoongi’s cock, the vibrations sending shivers through his body.

“Fuck, she’s still so tight,” Jimin murmurs, his eyes rolling back in pleasure. He starts to move, setting a steady pace that has you seeing stars.

“You’re doing so well, baby,” Namjoon praises, his voice deep and soothing as he gently rubs your cheek feeling Yoongi’s length just on the other side.

Yoongi thrusts are quickly going in and out of your mouth as Jimin pumps into you faster, your senses are overwhelmed with pleasure. The sounds of their moans and the sensation of pleasure being fulfilled in two areas edge you to the brink.

Holy fuck.

Even after coming once, you already feel yourself reaching your orgasm once again, and you enter, what you call, a bimbo-like state. Your mind is purely a fog of pleasure, every thought consumed by the sensations coursing through your body, mainly the one from your core.

Namjoon, noticing the dazed look in your eyes, chuckles softly. "Look at you, baby, already gone in the pleasure," he murmurs, his voice filled with adoration. “So fucking cute,”

Jimin’s movements become more urgent and sloppy, his thrusts faster and harder. “I’m so close,” he warns, his voice strained.

Yoongi, seeing that you’re close as well, removes himself so you don’t choke once you start to squirm and shake during your orgasm. Namjoon continues stroking himself as well.

“C-Cum inside me!” You plead out to Jimin, now that your lips are freed to speak your desires. Jimin doesn’t argue with your wish, instead smirking as he feels his own wave of pleasure crashing down.

“F-Fuck…Ah!” With a final, deep thrust, Jimin spills into you, his moans echoing in the room. Being filled is the trigger for you to come undone. A warmth spreads through your body like a radiating glow. You completely surrender to the otherworldly pleasure, that you still don’t understand.

Tears run down your cheeks, mouth agape, as you melt away in bliss. And once again, you lay there, catching your breath. Jimin pulls out as his high dissipates, and once he’s out, he watches both your cums slowly drip out. Namjoon and Yoongi scoot over towards your pussy to watch the sight in awe.

“Fucking hot," Yoongi murmurs, his voice low and husky. He uses his fingers to push the mixture of yours and Jimin's juices back inside you, a wicked smile on his lips. "Save it for later."

Namjoon chuckles, his deep voice sending a thrill through you. "Be good and you'll get a reward later."

You look up at them innocently, your eyes wide and teasing. "Yes.. my loves," you murmur, glancing at each of your lovers. "Um, is it okay if I try something new… like giving one of you a boob job?"

"A boob job?" Yoongi's eyebrows raise in interest as he looks at your breasts, anticipation clear in his eyes. Why the fuck didn’t he think of this before, he thinks. You have perfectly sized breasts to do this.

"I volunteer," Namjoon chimes in, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. Yoongi rolls his eyes as he’s interrupted by the eager golden retriever-like man. It’s his birthday, and he wants to do more with you, but he’ll settle and be patient for now. He knows he’ll be the one to deliver you a better orgasm than them later on. 

As you all delve deeper into this arrangement, Namjoon and Yoongi take off all their clothes, standing naked before you. Their muscles ripple under the dim light, showcasing their strength and definition. With all your boyfriends bare like this, the sight of their toned bodies, every curve and line accentuated, turns you on even more, sending a fresh wave of desire coursing through you.

You get up in a sitting position, waiting for Namjoon to hold onto your chest to support himself as you use your fingers to prevent the cum from sliding out of you. At times like this, Jimin wishes he had a plug for you, but he makes a mental note to buy it for next time.

Namjoon couldn’t wait to have his dick between your tits instead. He had dreamt about this at some point previously, but never thought it could happen. The supple skin indulges him, and when he holds your breasts, his cock twitches as your breasts pressed tightly around him. He feels himself discovering a new kink when he starts stroking himself up and down with your chest.

“There you go,” Yoongi mutters, a hand coming up to push a few strands of hair behind your ear. “Such a precious, doll.” Yoongi pats your head, making your cheeks redden at such innocent praise in the middle of seeing his best friend breast fuck you.

This scene alone is enough to make Yoongi and Jimin turned on, but Namjoon actually feeling his cock in between your tits is driving him mad. 

Initially, he felt very nervous going into this as he hadn’t done anything like this before. Nor did he understand whatever sexual dynamic you had going on already with Jimin and Yoongi, but he was willing to do anything to understand you more. To love you more. The skin of your breasts feels so soft and silky to him. He feels himself become much harder than he thought he would, almost painfully so. Mainly because of this image: the way you are staring up at him with a sweet look on your face that is incredibly sinful as he watches his cock thrusting in between your tits.

If he continues rocking his hips, he will come. He needs to be inside you. Now.

“Get on all fours,” Namjoon commands with a mix of authority and need. His voice is deep and husky, sending a shiver down your spine. You comply, positioning yourself on your hands and knees, your heart pounding excitedly.

Namjoon moves behind you, his hands gripping your hips firmly as he aligns himself with your entrance. The sensation of his tip pressing against you makes you gasp, your body trembling with need and urgency. “D-Daddy… gimme…now!” You nod eagerly, pushing your ass back slightly to show your readiness. 

He pauses for a moment, glancing at you and chuckling. Oh? Oh god, that came out so suddenly. While a part of you began to panic, worried that he might find this weird, he seems to not feel repulsed by it. Instead, you hit a nail.

His breath is hot against your skin as he leans forward, whispering in your ear, “Daddy? Oh baby, just wait just a minute. I'm going to give you exactly what you need.”

With a low growl, Namjoon slowly enters you, filling you. The stretch is delicious, and you moan loudly, your fingers digging into the sheets beneath you.

Then suddenly, his hips snap into your cunt and you feel his tip kiss your g-spot within seconds. You tense and curl your back inwards, feeling the sensation grow with every thrust. Namjoon is just a god at this position, easily fucking you as if it is second nature. His cock thrusts in and out of you in perfect rhythm, slapping against your ass loudly. But you both don’t seem to care. 

“F-fuck…D-Daddy!” You gasp, burying your head against your mattress, “A-ah.. I- mm ha-...f-fuck.” Your words aren’t exactly a sentence, but it is music to his ears. You can’t help it. Namjoon being inside you just makes you want to scream ever since the first time you had sex with him about a week ago. The fact he just keeps going and going, without a care for how sensitive you are turns you on beyond belief.

Namjoon’s hand brushes against your hip and presses down at the small of your back, pushing your back from curling inwards to arching back again, “There we go… good girl. I want you to stay arched for me, okay pretty girl?” You whimper and nod a few times, looking back to see him intensely staring at your form. He rubs small circles into your back and holds you there, keeping you arched for his big cock. 

Jimin and Yoongi sit in front of you against the headboard, stroking their dicks as they watch Namjoon have his way with you. They are just as turned on as you are, their eyes never leaving the sight of Namjoon's hard cock sliding inside you and your breasts jiggling from the movement. Both of their cocks throb with need, pre-cum dripping down their shafts.

"You're such a good girl," Yoongi purrs, his voice heavy with lust. "Let your other daddy prepare you for me."

Jimin nods in agreement, stroking his dick faster. The sight of you taking Namjoon's cock like this, so eagerly and willingly, is a huge turn-on for him. He wants to be inside you again, to feel you wrap your tight walls around his dick. So he gets up moving right in front of your mouth, grabbing your chin to guide it to his cock, which remains hard once again.

Your lips open immediately, eager to please Jimin. Jimin loves to be the center of attention, and you don’t mind that. You want to make him feel good. But once it’s Yoongi’s turn, you’re going to ravish him with so much love and attention for his patience.

As Jimin thrusts into your mouth, Namjoon continues to fuck you from behind, your bodies moving in sync. He repeatedly slams his girthy length deep in your cunt, practically begging you to squirt on his shaft. And god you are so close to cumming. You notice Namjoon is getting close too. You can tell from how his thrusts are getting sloppier, or how his hand presses deeper into your back, forcing your arch lower and lower. 

“Fuck…” Namjoon groans, leaning forward to rest his head against your mid back. You feel his balls smack against your cunt, with his body pressing down against yours as you two become one. He can tell you were close, muttering, “You’re going to cum…huh, baby girl?” 

You let out a loud moan rumbling against Jimin’s cock as a response, with your hips jerking up. It feels so good to the point where you can't control your bodily movements anymore. Namjoon sits back up, growling under his breath and then stiffens. You don’t realize what is happening until you feel a warm load shoot deep into your pussy, the sensation tips you over the edge causing you to cum as well. You hold onto Jimin’s thighs for dear life as he continues his moments, tears pooling at your eyes as you try your best not to choke. 

Load after load shoots into your walls and coats you in white, milking him completely dry. Namjoon’s cum now mixes with yours and Jimin’s juices.

But holy shit... and you thought the first time with him was crazy, but Namjoon is just constantly filled with surprises. His hand presses into your back again, keeping you arched as he rides out his high. 

Jimin pulls out first, followed by Namjoon, who slowly comes to a stop before withdrawing from inside you. The sudden emptiness leaves you breathless, and you collapse onto the bed, utterly spent.

Your body feels sore and exhausted, every muscle aching from the intensity of the experience. Maybe you should start working out if you're going to be engaging in these types of activities moving forward, you think with a wry smile. 

"You were amazing," Namjoon murmurs, his voice tender as he presses a kiss to your forehead. “Yoongi, you’re up.” He gives a head nod signaling towards the other man who has been patiently waiting his turn.

However, Yoongi shakes his head. “Not yet. Doll just had like three orgasms in the last 40 minutes.” He gets up from the bed and grabs a water bottle, opening it before lifting your head gently to feed it to you. “Gotta keep you hydrated because the last round is going to be a tough one.”

You take a grateful sip of water, feeling the cool liquid soothe your dry throat. Yoongi’s thoughtful gesture brings a smile to your lips, and you can see the concern and care in his eyes. He sets the bottle aside, his fingers brushing your hair back gently.

“You okay?” he asks softly, his thumb stroking your cheek.

You nod, feeling a bit of your energy return. “Yeah, I’m okay. Thank you.”

Yoongi smiles, his gaze warm and reassuring. “No problem, love. Just wanted to make sure.”

Namjoon and Jimin settle beside you, their hands gently caressing your skin, helping you relax further. God, you really chose the right men to fall in love with.

You already anticipate what you want to do next, which is riding Yoongi and letting someone else squeeze in. You want it to be Namjoon again, but his size is a little bigger than theirs, so you’re nervous to try. But that deep desire to feel them inside of you together, to feel them come undone with nothing separating them, was twisting and surging through your body.

“Can you lay down for me, baby? I’m getting on top,” you say to Yoongi, and he complies immediately, stretching out on the bed beneath you.

You straddle Yoongi, positioning yourself over him, with slow trails of cum starting to drip down. He looks up at you with dark, hungry eyes, his hands resting on your hips. You lower yourself slowly, feeling the delicious stretch as he fills you, coating himself with the cum of all his best friends. You moan softly, adjusting to the sensation of his girth, and Yoongi groans, his grip on your hips tightening.

As you begin to move, rocking your hips gently at first, you feel Namjoon and Jimin's hands on you, their touches encouraging and reassuring. The rhythm builds, and you lose yourself in the pleasure, the connection between you and Yoongi deepening with every movement.

“Is this what you wanted, doll?” Yoongi asks, his voice husky and deep.

“Yes,” you breathe, your hands resting on his chest for support as you increase the pace. “Feels good.”

“Had to save the best for last.” Yoongi chuckles confidently, his side smirk peaking out which only drives you insane.

Namjoon and Jimin continue to caress you, their hands roaming over your back, your thighs, your breasts, adding to the sensory overload. You feel a hand slip between your legs, and you realize it's Namjoon's, his fingers expertly finding your clit and adding to the intense pleasure.

You gasp, the combined sensations driving you closer to the edge. “I want more,” you manage to say, your voice trembling with need.

Namjoon leans in, his breath hot against your ear. “Tell us what you need, baby.”

“I want you… inside me too,” you confess, feeling a mix of anticipation and nervousness.

Namjoon and Yoongi exchange a look, understanding and excitement in their eyes. Namjoon positions himself behind you, his hands gentle but firm as he prepares to join you. Your mouth runs dry and you wriggle your ass, begging without words for what you know he is about to give you. A gasp falls from your lips as you feel the tip of his cock press against the place where you are already full. Your wetness drips down Yoongi’s shaft covering him in that cum mixture and making things ready for Namjoon to join the two of you.

“I'm so desperate to be inside of you, baby, but I don't want to hurt you,” he whispers, thrusting his hips just enough for you to feel his swollen head pressing into your entrance, the pressure forcing Yoongi’s cock more firmly against the other side of you, your clit throbbing mercilessly at the press of him so near to your clit.

“You won't,” you moan, lost in the thrill of what your lovers were promising to you, the tip of Namjoon’s cock throbbing just inside of your folds as Yoongi’s shaft swells deep within, his hand rising to lift your chin and bring your mouth to his.

“Tell us if it's too much,” Yoongi breathes against your lips, as he holds steady while Namjoon pushes slowly into you, your body stretching around him as you whimper at the tight burn of him slipping further in.

A poem of moans falls from all three of them as Namjoon’s hard cock slides against Yoongi’s as he seeks to join you two inside. The first few inches of him finally enveloped in your heat and pressed tightly against the firm underside of his best friend’s cock. His upper body falls lightly against your back as he trembles, fighting the urge to push himself further in. He knows both his and Yoongi’s sizes are on the bigger side, which makes him worried about hurting you. But in your fucked out haze, you plead for him to go on.

You revel in the thickness pressing against you from both sides, burning you from within. Your breasts rub against Yoongi’s chest as you kiss each other lazily, tasting Jimin lightly as well. Namjoon’s lips trace your upper back, mouthing pecks against your skin and carefully flexing his hips, his cock throbbing mercilessly as it stretches your walls even more, sliding another inch into your leaking pussy.

"Even after fucking two of us, you're still so tight," Namjoon murmurs, his voice wrecked and breath shuddering against your skin. He’s struggling to hold himself back, unable to push any more of his length into you but unwilling to relinquish the tight grip of your walls that he's already claimed. “Tiny…”

“There,” Yoongi murmurs roughly, his hand pressing more firmly against your body as he pulls out his hips, his cock slips from your heat just enough that its head rubs against Namjoon’s. They both growl profanities as they meet within you.

Yoongi continues to move beneath you, his thrusts deep and steady, his hands gripping your hips to guide your movements. The feeling of both of them inside you is almost too much, but the pleasure is overwhelming, drowning out everything else.

"Oh my god..." Your eyes widen as they start moving inside you together. You feel Namjoon shifting on top of you, sliding himself forward as Yoongi pulls out momentarily. The sinful sounds of your wetness coating them both mix with the harmony of their moans as they find a natural rhythm. Yoongi thrusts deeply within you as Namjoon pulls nearly free, the thick muscles of their cocks stroking one another as they claim you entirely. Namjoon plunges back into your pussy as Yoongi retreats, the pleasant burn that accompanies their movements fading into a latent heat that only stokes the neediness within you.

Jimin leans in, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers, “You’re doing so well, doll. Just a little more.”

He takes this time to make you take his dick in your mouth once more. You open your mouth eagerly, wrapping your lips around him, the familiar taste and feel of him sending a fresh wave of arousal through you. Jimin groans softly, his hand gently cradling the back of your head as you move from Yoongi and Namjoon’s thrusts, your tongue swirling around his tip before taking him deeper.

Yoongi can feel his climax nearing quickly, the tightness throbbing and pulsing with a need to break free, Namjoon’s thick member stroking along the ridge of his shaft before withdrawing and sliding deep once again. The pressure is amplified by the mixture of all your cums running down his shaft and slicking his balls where they slap against each other.

“Oh God, fuck...!” Yoongi roughly growls, thrusting to completion.

“Mmh..!” You could only manage to rumble out at Yoongi’s sudden spurts of white coating you and Namjoon. Then, as if all timed, Namjoon releases himself inside you again and Jimin comes in your mouth as well. This is truly an out of body experience at this point as your holes are filled to the brim by your best friends turned lovers.

And to end it all up, your own coil of pleasure inside you snaps, sending waves through your body almost painfully as you finally come. Your neck arches, a cry of euphoria pouring from your mouth as your core clenches around them. Namjoon's thrusts slow as your walls throb erratically, squeezing them within you. Yoongi bucks beneath you, his cock swelling, his balls drawing up and tightening as he erupts into you. Namjoon groans brokenly on top of you both, following suit, his nails digging into Yoongi's arm as they pump you full of their seed. The heat and rush of their essences painting your walls only heighten their joint pleasure, their cocks throbbing as their cum leaks around their shafts and drips from your pink folds.

They all pull out slowly, gently placing you on the bed with your head elevated by a pillow. You can barely keep your eyes open—holy shit, you’re tapping out for the night. There are other things you want to try, but for now, you’ll call it a night.

However, they're not done. They gather at the foot of the bed, their eyes fixated on the final sight of their combined release dripping out from inside you.

"Kinda want to taste it," Jimin adds, making you blush deeply. You're starting to sober up from the haze, and a part of you thinks this is actually kind of gross. But a couple gentle licks won't hurt, right?

"We should do it as a pact and then give her hickeys to solidify this deal that we're going to be with her forever," Namjoon suggests, winking at you from below.

They exchange looks, a mix of mischief and sincerity in their eyes, and then lean in towards your heat and pepper out kitten-like licks towards your pussy. The slight overstimulation makes you wiggle in place, and they hold you down to prevent you from accidentally crushing them with your thighs. Their tongues take turns entering you as well, with Jimin’s long tongue making it further inside to clean the remnants

After a bit of licking, they clean you up perfectly, and climb up your body to leave hickeys. Namjoon opts for your neck. Yoongi opts for your left shoulder. And Jimin opts for your right breast.

"There we go, all marked up so all the guys on campus know you’re ours,” Jimin giggles, his fingers lightly tracing over the hickey he left on your breast.

“T-That… wasn’t necessary… guys,” you stutter, trying to argue with him. Despite the undeniable pleasure you felt moments ago, the marks on your skin now pose a practical problem with warmer weather approaching. You will definitely not be able to go out without having eyes questioning you. Oh well.

“Gotta take precautions so we don’t have Jaebeom trying to get at you again,” Yoongi chuckles, his eyes crinkling with amusement as he recalls the memorable party that initiated this passionate turn of events.

“And Mingyu from Sigma Lambda Tau,” Jimin adds quietly, his voice tinged with a hint of possessiveness. “Heard from Jackson and Matthew that two Nu Kappa guys were crushing on you in the library too.”

“Oh, fuck no,” Namjoon declares firmly, crossing his arms and clenching his jaw in frustration, while Yoongi’s expression darkens slightly. “I had seen them looking at her before too.”

“Huh?” You're genuinely surprised at this revelation of admirers. Where were they before all of this? Why are guys like this?

You sigh, “I’m too tired for this… Let’s save it for another time.” Despite the playful banter and the curiosity sparked by your boyfriends’ reactions, exhaustion is starting to creep in, urging you toward sleep after four orgasms. The attention of other men no longer matters when you're nestled among your closest friends.

“Anyways, how do you feel, princess?” Yoongi’s tone softens as he brings his attention back to you, poking your cheek gently with a mix of curiosity and satisfaction.

You open your eyes slowly, feeling a warm glow in their presence. "That was...fucking incredible," you reply softly, your voice still tinged with lingering pleasure. "Best fuck of my life."

Namjoon chuckles beside you, his fingertips now gently tracing patterns on your skin. "Good to hear," he murmurs, his gaze tender as he looks at you with affection.

“I’ll grab a washcloth from your bathroom and give you a quick clean before we cuddle up and sleep,” Jimin offers, his voice warm and reassuring as he moves to take care of you, ensuring comfort and intimacy in the aftermath of your shared experience.

Jimin returns with a warm, damp washcloth, gently cleaning your core with care, ensuring you're comfortable and cared for. Meanwhile, Namjoon and Yoongi lay beside you, their hands offering soothing rubs to ease any residual tension. The gentle touches and the quiet intimacy of the moment slowly lull you into a deep, restful slumber. Jimin joins the bed on Yoongi’s side after he finishes. 

You don't remember much afterward, the warmth of their legs wrapped around you and the security of their presence cocooning you into a profound sense of peace. You haven’t felt like this in the longest time. Probably since that time you spent with your ex-boyfriend. But now…

Everything has fallen into place.

“I love you guys so much.” You mumble, pressed against Namjoon and Yoongi’s chests and before you drift into sleep, you hear all three of your boyfriends respond back with the same words.

But whatever happens in the future, you think you will be alright, just by having Namjoon, Yoongi and Jimin by your side. 

Who would’ve thought that this all began when you realized you started to really love them, lately?

Finally, they let you love them too.

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ONE LAST tbc !!!!! :D

a/n: as i mentioned previously, we only have one more chapter to go! it is the epilogue: shift (outro). we are past the angst, so don't worry about that (i think...). I had a lot of left over smut scenes i initially wrote for this, but didn't want to be repetitive so i will insert it into the epilogue heheheheh. ch 12/epilogue will come out in the next 2 weeks. I'm almost done writing it, but I still need to add a little more and fix some things, plus editor rae proofreading. i hope you guys enjoyed the ride this far, and i'll see you in the epilogue! i will be adding more notes regarding the series later on!

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[5and3nevermind]

🫠 I don’t even know what to say.

[nurtana]

Update ❤🖤💛

[bts-fic-collection]

hey there ! Just curious if you’ve got any new kid fics? It doesn’t matter when in the story they have kids whether they start as single parents or it’s a lot later etc. As long as it happens somehow at some point, mpreg & such is totally cool and encouraged too! Any ships would be great, thanks a ton for all you do! 🥰

I do indeed! :) (I swear the fact that three of these are namgi is completely incidental)

Christmas With You by cockmin

Rating: G

Pairings: Jungkook/Jimin

Status: Complete

Word count: 6,684

Summary: Jeongguk is unable to return home for Christmas, leaving his mate and pup heartbroken.

His pup, however, has taken matters into her own hands and written Santa a letter wishing to bring his Papa home.

A love (a life) like this by my_hope

Rating: G

Pairings: Namjoon/Yoongi

Status: Complete

Word count: 2,145

Summary: “He is a little miracle, isn’t he?” affirms Yoongi, and based on his tone, Namjoon can tell that he’s actually talking to their son, to Hoseok. “You’re our little miracle, Hoseok-ah. You’re your daddies’ Little Hope.”

Sleep deprived and pencil shavings by fleurrop

Rating: T

Pairings: Namjoon/Yoongi

Status: Incomplete (Updated 18 Jul 21)

Word count: 9,073

Summary: Namjoon is not in love with Min Yoongi, but raising a kid together might change that up completely.

Or

Stressed universerty students namgi become parents over night and this is their story

Born in the Moonlight by Miloca

Rating: T

Pairings: Namjoon/Yoongi/Jimin

Status: Complete

Word count: 11,885

Summary: When they find a baby by the door of their bookshop, boyfriends Jimin, Namjoon, and Yoongi must take care of him until they decide if they will keep him or not.

[namchyoon]

joon x season's greetings 2021

[daegudrama]

two weeks +1 day until i release this monster 🫶🏻 she’s still not done 🫠

[yoonminist]

©️ kku_twt

[stunningseoks]

happy lunar new year! ✨🧧🎊