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Te Amo |JHS| |M|

Summary: He loves you, a lot. To the point where it hurts him to see you go, but you aren't together. He's just Jung Hoseok, the biggest superstar on the planet. Then there's you. His fan, his number one superhero that he can't have. No matter what. Paring: Idol! Hoseok x f!black reader Genre: fluff, angus, and smut sw: love making really, unprotected sex, sir kink, riding, it's not as nasty as I can get guys 😭 wc: 2,569

song of the day: sex ain't better than love by trey songz

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Hoseok looks at her, her smile, the way she giggles at the show they are watching, the curls of her hair that hit her shoulder. It makes his heart flutter. "Hobi?" He hears her mumble, which brings him out of his thoughts. His brown eyes find hers and she smiles softly at him. "You okay?" She mumbles and goes to rub the cloth of this knee. He nods and kisses her cheek before climbing out of the bed.

Hoseok and you had a very strange relationship. Some would say you two were a couple but behind closed doors Hoseok was nothing more than a friend- friend with benefits. But you wouldn't even call him a friend. He was an idol of a group you liked, and you were a fan, a fan he just so happened to pick out of a crowd of people in Chicago. It's silly really because Hoseok and you were only supposed to hook up one time. And then at the end of the night, you two would go on your separate ways.

It didn't happen like that. The next morning you woke up Hoseok had already showered, had breakfast ready for you and he gave you the sweetest smile. That's when you knew, that this wasn't going to be the last time you two would see each other, which brings you here, in his hotel room- again. But this time he's in your home town, in the middle of May, for a concert you also had tickets for. "I need to get going, hun." You hear his voice in the bathroom, he opens the door and turns the light off as he steps out. All you do is stare at him as he moves around in the small room, trying to find the hoodie he threw somewhere. You do end up getting out of his comfortable bed and putting on your shoes. You don't want to go, being so close to Hoseok, you miss his comfort, his touches, and you know when you walk out that door he's not gonna see you as his fuck buddy- no he'll just see you as a fan that's in the crowd today. With a soft sigh, you wave to him as you walk out of his hotel room, you're heart aching when he doesn't come out to you.

Hoseok groans when he looks at his phone for the fifth time that night. His member and he finished their second tour of the night, and they decided to celebrate it by doing a live. But he couldn't stop staring at his phone. no text. no call. you didn't even bother to even tell him how good the concert was, and that started to fuck with his head. So Hoseok tries to distract himself, but no amount of champagne, or his members jokes. Nothing works. By the end of the night, when he goes into his room he ends up laying in his bed. Staring at the ceiling, debating whether or not to call you. But he knows he shouldn't.

Maybe you're mad. He thinks to himself, it wouldn't be the first time. But conversation after conversation, explaining to you that there's no way for you two to be together. Even if he likes you. Even if deep down his heart aches when he sees you in the crowd. Even when late at night he just wants to pull you in his private car and kiss you. He can't. So Hoseok keeps putting himself in these situations. Bring you to every concert, fucking you in his hotel bed, and then dumping you all because deep down he's scared. Then he stares at you, as you look at him. Tear stained cheeks, your hands balled up into fists, your eyes are so dark and empty that he doesn't know if he feels bad about it. "I hate you." Hoseok keeps repeating in his mind, it echoes. He can't even hear you anymore. Truth be told he feels- he doesn't, actually if you ask Hoseok if he loves you, if he cares about you. He might say yes. To a random stranger sure. But if you ask. It's always a trick question.

"You don't hate me princess." He says, with a small smile on his heart shaped lips. It makes you want to slap him again. So you stare at his brown chocolate eyes again and repeat the letters, this time walking up to him as you do. And he still sits there, on his soft hotel bed. With his concert outfit on still, make up and all. He looks gorgeous, sexy even. It makes you want to straddle him and kiss his smirk off his lips. But you can't. You refuse.

"Why are we even fighting?"

"Oh Hoseok don't act like you don't know."

"That's because I don't." He replied with a shrug. Which makes you slap him again across his beautiful face making it sting just like the first time. You hear him take a deep breath, biting the inside of his cheek. "Do that again and I swear to god I'll hit you back. You really have to learn to use your words beautiful. You use them any other fucking time."

"Because when I do Hoseok you push my feelings aside. Telling me that it's not worth crying over, that we aren't together. But friends don't sleep in the same bed. Friends don't buy them cute little dress to wear to fancy dinners and parties. Friends don't write songs about them. Friends don't kiss them after they win an award. Friends don't fuck each other Hoseok. But you say I'm crazy? You say I'm over dramatic. I didn't even sign a NDA I just chose to be quiet. God Hoseok friends don't say they want to fuck a baby into them." Every word makes Hoseok heart breaks. To the point when he can't even look at you, he refuse too. "Baby.." he starts but you cut him off grabbing your jacket. "No. Don't baby me, fuck you Hoseok I mean it." You start to walk to the door and Hoseok grabs your arm. "Get the fuck off of me!" You yell.

"Princess..please sit back down." He says looking at you. He doesn't let go of your arm as you try to pull away. Truth be honest. He's not getting his way this time you think. "Hoseok. Let go." He doesn't budge either looking at you, and shakes his head before pulling you to his bed and forcing you to sit back on the bed. "Let's talk like adults, princess. See, I tried. And I mean I tried to be patient when you hit me, ignored me, you fucking embarrassed me in front of my members. Do you know what I go through? Bring you to every single show? Spending my money on you. I done everything you ever wanted, gave you the world y/n, and this is how you treat me?" His words make you want to slap him again. You never asked him to do those things, he choice to. Every single dress, shoes, jacket and heels you have in your closet it came from him. Even the pretty diamond necklace you have on your neck was from him.

It wasn't like you didn't like his gifts, or how much money he sent you to get your hair done, nails and feet. The beautiful white set you had on right now because he picked it out. But you felt like he was pushing it in your face and that made you more mad than before. You roll your eyes. "Hoseok, I never asked for those things. You gave it to me. Even the fucking car I got I never asked for you to buy it for me. This necklace, shoes, and nails- you bought on your own."

"Do you want me to take them back?"

"Hoseok." He doesn't say anything else. He stares at you again, before reaching for your hand. "I'm sorry." For the first time that night he apologizes, but you don't know what he's apologizing for. Before you can ask him he speaks again. "For not caring about your feelings, and what you wanted. It was never about me, it was always about you and I should have said it from the beginning of our..deal. If you can call it that. Princess-Y/n, I'm so sorry for treating you like shit. That was never my intention." His thumb rubs against your knuckles gently, his eyes on your hand, never looking up at you as he speaks. Truth be told you really, truly cared about the man in front of you. Falling in love with him every day you're with him. Idol or not, you see a future with his man.

"Do you mean it? That you're sorry? Because God Hobi I don't know if I can keep living this fantasy that one day we'll be together. I want more. I need more." You say softly. "I can give you more, I promise baby." He looks up at you before pulling you to his lap. You wrap your arms around his neck, his hands end up on your waist. "Okay." He gives you a small smile before putting his lips on yours.

You don't know when you or Hoseok went to sleep. But you wake up the next day with his leg wrapped around your waist. For a dancer he was very flexible, clinging to you like a koala pinning you in place so you don't leave. But you really needed to pee. "Love?" You mumble turning your head to look at the man that's next to you. He lets out a hum, pushing his face deeper in your neck. "I need to pee, can you let go?" He mumbles something you can't make out but ends up moving his leg so you can get out the bed. After you're done in the bathroom you walk out, Hoseok still laying there but he's fully woke, his phone in his hand, he looks over to see you and lets out a smile. "Good morning." His morning voice always does something to you that you can't get used to. You crawl into his lap, bending down to kiss his lips. Hoseok accepts it, kissing you back. He drops his phone beside him and his hands trail to your hips, squeezing your hips just a bit before going to your ass and squeezing that too. A squeal leaves your lips and a deep laugh leaves his. "Someone's needy this morning." He pulls his lips off of yours staring at your eyes and a small smile forms on your lips.

"Mhm..for you." You bites your bottom lip and roll your hips against his, truth be told Hoseok hasn't fucked you in weeks, and that's mostly because you both have been so busy or you'll get mad at him and don't come to his hotel room. You needed him, you craved him, and Hoseok needed you too from the way you could feel his dick growing underneath you. Rolling your hips again you grind down against him, a giggle leaves your lips as you watch Hoseok throw his head back just a bit, his eyes closed and his Adam's Apple bobs as he swallows some spit. You stop moving, sitting up just a bit and pull off Hoseok shirt you had on throwing it somewhere in his hotel room.

You feel his hand on your boobs, his thumb rubbing your puffy nipple. Hoseok was boob guy at heart, something about the way your tits look in any thing you wear or how they bounce every time he thrust into you. His eyes would be hypnotized watching it bounce. His hand leaves your boobs and trail down your stomach to your thighs gripping the meaty flesh, and he digs his nails into them and you watch him, his big hands trailing back up to your hips and then to your ass gripping it again. "You're so beautiful." You hear him say, and his eyes look at you. A smile forms on your lips and you lean down to kiss him again.

Hoseok shirt is next to come off, his abs flex as you move your hands down his stomach. He's so beautiful, his tan skin shining from the sunlight that's peaking through the hotel curtains. And you mumble it too, your nails dig into his skin making little red marks and he shivers underneath you.

You help Hoseok take off his underwear, sliding it down his legs and you take yours off too, climbing back into his lap and lining his dick up against your cunt. You're so wet when you slide down his length, taking him in deeper when you bottom out. You're so full, his dick stretching you out. Hoseok groans, you're so tight and warm, your walls squeezing him in and you start to move. Your hips slamming down against his thighs.

"Fuck baby-shit just like that love." Hoseok eyes roll back into his skull when you roll your hips, your juices leaking on his legs. A moan leaves your lips when you bounce again, you're high approaching faster than you realize. "Oh! Sir can I come? Please? Pretty please?" You could feel the tears full your eyes. Hoseok nods gripping your hips and moves them faster. Your body shakes, your eyes closed as your orgasm washes over you. You could hear your ears ringing and you go limp in his arms. He holds you close as he starts to thrust into you just the way you like it.

Hard, fast. His dick hitting your sweet spot every time. "I love this pretty little tight pussy, shit. And I love you, fuck I love you so much baby." Hoseok moans into your ear as he tries to reach his high. You start to babble, feeling another orgasm wash over your body, this time hitting harder then any other orgasm you had have in your life time, you're vision blurry.

"G-Gonna cum baby." Hoseok mumbled and you feel his cum feel your walls, his rhythm a little sloppy as he drains out every last bit into you. A whimper leaves your throat as he fills you. His body goes limp and he breathes heavily. "Are you with me baby?" His voice fills your ears and you nod, not lifting your head up. "D-Did you mean it? That you love me?" The sudden confession through you off, and you remember it too.

Hoseok was stuck, it was the heat of the moment and in his heart, he does love you. With every single fiber in his being he does. So he tells you again, "Yes I do." And you lift your head up, a drunken smile forms on your lips. "God I love you too." Hoseok puts his lips on yours, and moves his hips up a bit, thrusting into you again. "Round 2?" He grunts and you giggle. "Yeah come on baby."

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Te Amo |JHS| |M|

Summary: He loves you, a lot. To the point where it hurts him to see you go, but you aren't together. He's just Jung Hoseok, the biggest superstar on the planet. Then there's you. His fan, his number one superhero that he can't have. No matter what. Paring: Idol! Hoseok x f!black reader Genre: fluff, angus, and smut sw: love making really, unprotected sex, sir kink, riding, it's not as nasty as I can get guys 😭 wc: 2,569

song of the day: sex ain't better than love by trey songz

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Hoseok looks at her, her smile, the way she giggles at the show they are watching, the curls of her hair that hit her shoulder. It makes his heart flutter. "Hobi?" He hears her mumble, which brings him out of his thoughts. His brown eyes find hers and she smiles softly at him. "You okay?" She mumbles and goes to rub the cloth of this knee. He nods and kisses her cheek before climbing out of the bed.

Hoseok and you had a very strange relationship. Some would say you two were a couple but behind closed doors Hoseok was nothing more than a friend- friend with benefits. But you wouldn't even call him a friend. He was an idol of a group you liked, and you were a fan, a fan he just so happened to pick out of a crowd of people in Chicago. It's silly really because Hoseok and you were only supposed to hook up one time. And then at the end of the night, you two would go on your separate ways.

It didn't happen like that. The next morning you woke up Hoseok had already showered, had breakfast ready for you and he gave you the sweetest smile. That's when you knew, that this wasn't going to be the last time you two would see each other, which brings you here, in his hotel room- again. But this time he's in your home town, in the middle of May, for a concert you also had tickets for. "I need to get going, hun." You hear his voice in the bathroom, he opens the door and turns the light off as he steps out. All you do is stare at him as he moves around in the small room, trying to find the hoodie he threw somewhere. You do end up getting out of his comfortable bed and putting on your shoes. You don't want to go, being so close to Hoseok, you miss his comfort, his touches, and you know when you walk out that door he's not gonna see you as his fuck buddy- no he'll just see you as a fan that's in the crowd today. With a soft sigh, you wave to him as you walk out of his hotel room, you're heart aching when he doesn't come out to you.

Hoseok groans when he looks at his phone for the fifth time that night. His member and he finished their second tour of the night, and they decided to celebrate it by doing a live. But he couldn't stop staring at his phone. no text. no call. you didn't even bother to even tell him how good the concert was, and that started to fuck with his head. So Hoseok tries to distract himself, but no amount of champagne, or his members jokes. Nothing works. By the end of the night, when he goes into his room he ends up laying in his bed. Staring at the ceiling, debating whether or not to call you. But he knows he shouldn't.

Maybe you're mad. He thinks to himself, it wouldn't be the first time. But conversation after conversation, explaining to you that there's no way for you two to be together. Even if he likes you. Even if deep down his heart aches when he sees you in the crowd. Even when late at night he just wants to pull you in his private car and kiss you. He can't. So Hoseok keeps putting himself in these situations. Bring you to every concert, fucking you in his hotel bed, and then dumping you all because deep down he's scared. Then he stares at you, as you look at him. Tear stained cheeks, your hands balled up into fists, your eyes are so dark and empty that he doesn't know if he feels bad about it. "I hate you." Hoseok keeps repeating in his mind, it echoes. He can't even hear you anymore. Truth be told he feels- he doesn't, actually if you ask Hoseok if he loves you, if he cares about you. He might say yes. To a random stranger sure. But if you ask. It's always a trick question.

"You don't hate me princess." He says, with a small smile on his heart shaped lips. It makes you want to slap him again. So you stare at his brown chocolate eyes again and repeat the letters, this time walking up to him as you do. And he still sits there, on his soft hotel bed. With his concert outfit on still, make up and all. He looks gorgeous, sexy even. It makes you want to straddle him and kiss his smirk off his lips. But you can't. You refuse.

"Why are we even fighting?"

"Oh Hoseok don't act like you don't know."

"That's because I don't." He replied with a shrug. Which makes you slap him again across his beautiful face making it sting just like the first time. You hear him take a deep breath, biting the inside of his cheek. "Do that again and I swear to god I'll hit you back. You really have to learn to use your words beautiful. You use them any other fucking time."

"Because when I do Hoseok you push my feelings aside. Telling me that it's not worth crying over, that we aren't together. But friends don't sleep in the same bed. Friends don't buy them cute little dress to wear to fancy dinners and parties. Friends don't write songs about them. Friends don't kiss them after they win an award. Friends don't fuck each other Hoseok. But you say I'm crazy? You say I'm over dramatic. I didn't even sign a NDA I just chose to be quiet. God Hoseok friends don't say they want to fuck a baby into them." Every word makes Hoseok heart breaks. To the point when he can't even look at you, he refuse too. "Baby.." he starts but you cut him off grabbing your jacket. "No. Don't baby me, fuck you Hoseok I mean it." You start to walk to the door and Hoseok grabs your arm. "Get the fuck off of me!" You yell.

"Princess..please sit back down." He says looking at you. He doesn't let go of your arm as you try to pull away. Truth be honest. He's not getting his way this time you think. "Hoseok. Let go." He doesn't budge either looking at you, and shakes his head before pulling you to his bed and forcing you to sit back on the bed. "Let's talk like adults, princess. See, I tried. And I mean I tried to be patient when you hit me, ignored me, you fucking embarrassed me in front of my members. Do you know what I go through? Bring you to every single show? Spending my money on you. I done everything you ever wanted, gave you the world y/n, and this is how you treat me?" His words make you want to slap him again. You never asked him to do those things, he choice to. Every single dress, shoes, jacket and heels you have in your closet it came from him. Even the pretty diamond necklace you have on your neck was from him.

It wasn't like you didn't like his gifts, or how much money he sent you to get your hair done, nails and feet. The beautiful white set you had on right now because he picked it out. But you felt like he was pushing it in your face and that made you more mad than before. You roll your eyes. "Hoseok, I never asked for those things. You gave it to me. Even the fucking car I got I never asked for you to buy it for me. This necklace, shoes, and nails- you bought on your own."

"Do you want me to take them back?"

"Hoseok." He doesn't say anything else. He stares at you again, before reaching for your hand. "I'm sorry." For the first time that night he apologizes, but you don't know what he's apologizing for. Before you can ask him he speaks again. "For not caring about your feelings, and what you wanted. It was never about me, it was always about you and I should have said it from the beginning of our..deal. If you can call it that. Princess-Y/n, I'm so sorry for treating you like shit. That was never my intention." His thumb rubs against your knuckles gently, his eyes on your hand, never looking up at you as he speaks. Truth be told you really, truly cared about the man in front of you. Falling in love with him every day you're with him. Idol or not, you see a future with his man.

"Do you mean it? That you're sorry? Because God Hobi I don't know if I can keep living this fantasy that one day we'll be together. I want more. I need more." You say softly. "I can give you more, I promise baby." He looks up at you before pulling you to his lap. You wrap your arms around his neck, his hands end up on your waist. "Okay." He gives you a small smile before putting his lips on yours.

You don't know when you or Hoseok went to sleep. But you wake up the next day with his leg wrapped around your waist. For a dancer he was very flexible, clinging to you like a koala pinning you in place so you don't leave. But you really needed to pee. "Love?" You mumble turning your head to look at the man that's next to you. He lets out a hum, pushing his face deeper in your neck. "I need to pee, can you let go?" He mumbles something you can't make out but ends up moving his leg so you can get out the bed. After you're done in the bathroom you walk out, Hoseok still laying there but he's fully woke, his phone in his hand, he looks over to see you and lets out a smile. "Good morning." His morning voice always does something to you that you can't get used to. You crawl into his lap, bending down to kiss his lips. Hoseok accepts it, kissing you back. He drops his phone beside him and his hands trail to your hips, squeezing your hips just a bit before going to your ass and squeezing that too. A squeal leaves your lips and a deep laugh leaves his. "Someone's needy this morning." He pulls his lips off of yours staring at your eyes and a small smile forms on your lips.

"Mhm..for you." You bites your bottom lip and roll your hips against his, truth be told Hoseok hasn't fucked you in weeks, and that's mostly because you both have been so busy or you'll get mad at him and don't come to his hotel room. You needed him, you craved him, and Hoseok needed you too from the way you could feel his dick growing underneath you. Rolling your hips again you grind down against him, a giggle leaves your lips as you watch Hoseok throw his head back just a bit, his eyes closed and his Adam's Apple bobs as he swallows some spit. You stop moving, sitting up just a bit and pull off Hoseok shirt you had on throwing it somewhere in his hotel room.

You feel his hand on your boobs, his thumb rubbing your puffy nipple. Hoseok was boob guy at heart, something about the way your tits look in any thing you wear or how they bounce every time he thrust into you. His eyes would be hypnotized watching it bounce. His hand leaves your boobs and trail down your stomach to your thighs gripping the meaty flesh, and he digs his nails into them and you watch him, his big hands trailing back up to your hips and then to your ass gripping it again. "You're so beautiful." You hear him say, and his eyes look at you. A smile forms on your lips and you lean down to kiss him again.

Hoseok shirt is next to come off, his abs flex as you move your hands down his stomach. He's so beautiful, his tan skin shining from the sunlight that's peaking through the hotel curtains. And you mumble it too, your nails dig into his skin making little red marks and he shivers underneath you.

You help Hoseok take off his underwear, sliding it down his legs and you take yours off too, climbing back into his lap and lining his dick up against your cunt. You're so wet when you slide down his length, taking him in deeper when you bottom out. You're so full, his dick stretching you out. Hoseok groans, you're so tight and warm, your walls squeezing him in and you start to move. Your hips slamming down against his thighs.

"Fuck baby-shit just like that love." Hoseok eyes roll back into his skull when you roll your hips, your juices leaking on his legs. A moan leaves your lips when you bounce again, you're high approaching faster than you realize. "Oh! Sir can I come? Please? Pretty please?" You could feel the tears full your eyes. Hoseok nods gripping your hips and moves them faster. Your body shakes, your eyes closed as your orgasm washes over you. You could hear your ears ringing and you go limp in his arms. He holds you close as he starts to thrust into you just the way you like it.

Hard, fast. His dick hitting your sweet spot every time. "I love this pretty little tight pussy, shit. And I love you, fuck I love you so much baby." Hoseok moans into your ear as he tries to reach his high. You start to babble, feeling another orgasm wash over your body, this time hitting harder then any other orgasm you had have in your life time, you're vision blurry.

"G-Gonna cum baby." Hoseok mumbled and you feel his cum feel your walls, his rhythm a little sloppy as he drains out every last bit into you. A whimper leaves your throat as he fills you. His body goes limp and he breathes heavily. "Are you with me baby?" His voice fills your ears and you nod, not lifting your head up. "D-Did you mean it? That you love me?" The sudden confession through you off, and you remember it too.

Hoseok was stuck, it was the heat of the moment and in his heart, he does love you. With every single fiber in his being he does. So he tells you again, "Yes I do." And you lift your head up, a drunken smile forms on your lips. "God I love you too." Hoseok puts his lips on yours, and moves his hips up a bit, thrusting into you again. "Round 2?" He grunts and you giggle. "Yeah come on baby."

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PART 20.

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series masterlist.

series summary: you and chan get matched up on a forum for people who suffer with insomnia and spent most of your sleepless nights texting each other. neither of you expected to fall in love..

pairing: bang chan x reader

tags: smau, written part, fluff

a/n: aaaaahhhh finally a new chapter! So sorry for the wait my darlings, I hope you enjoy this fluff <3

It's surprisingly easy to get to Chris’ hotel room unseen. There's a car with tinted windows waiting in the underground parking garage and because of Chris’ fame you're allowed to park at the back of the hotel and use the staff entrance. 

Chris holds your hand the entire ride and it's just as easy to talk to him as it was on facetime or through texts. He immediately made you feel comfortable and safe.

'I still can't believe you're really here,' Chris murmurs when the doors of the elevator close behind you. 

You smile up at him and squeeze his hand, your fingers still interlaced with his. 'I'm here, it's real.' 

'You sure? I could be dreaming,' Chris says, pulling you closer. 

'How many fingers do I have?' you ask, holding up your free hand. 

Chris raises his eyebrows in amusement and chuckles. 'Five, why?' 

'They say that in dreams your hand rarely looks normal. Sometimes you have more fingers, sometimes less or it just looks weird,' you explain with a grin. 

Chris blinks and then laughs again, bringing up your interlaced fingers to check your other hand. 'Hmm looks normal to me.' 

'See, not dreaming,' you smile. 'I can pinch you again if you want?'

'You just want an excuse to touch my muscles.' Chris teases when you move your hand free hand over his arm. 

'Can you blame me?' you flutter your eyelashes at him. 

Chris lets out a giggle and butterflies erupt in your stomach at the sound. You love his laugh so much. 

‘I guess not, I can’t seem to stop touching you either,’ Chris admits and his ears turn a little red. ‘You’ll tell me if I make you uncomfortable, right?’ 

‘You won’t,’ you shake your head at him and step even closer into him. Your chests are now touching and you tilt your head back to look into his eyes. ‘You wouldn’t be able to.’ 

‘How do you know?’ Chris whispers. 

You shrug and smile up at him as your free hand grabs onto his so you’re now holding both of his hands. ‘I just do and I trust my instincts when it comes to you.’ 

‘You’re too trusting,’ Chirs says, but his eyes sparkle. ‘You just flew I don’t know how many miles to meet a guy you met online.’ 

You roll your eyes at him. ‘We facetimed nearly every day for the last few weeks, I think I knew I was safe.’ 

‘Mhm, you’re lucky I’m famous or I could still be a serial killer or something,’ Chris teases. 

The elevator dings then and the doors open on Chris’ floor. He drops a kiss on the top of your head and leads you into the dimly lit hallway. You suddenly feel a little nervous about being completely alone with him. What did he expect from you tonight? You’ve flirted and teased about what you would do with him if he were with you, but you’ve never talked about what you would actually do when the time was there. 

Chris stops at door number 88 and swipes his card against the door handle. It opens with a beep and he motions for you to go in first. 

‘Don’t mind the mess, I didn’t know you were coming,’ he says as you step inside. 

Your eyes roam the room and you huff in amusement. The room looks spotless. There are two pairs of shoes neatly placed together next to the door, the bed is made, there are no lingering clothes or towels. No open suitcase, no empty food containers, nothing. The only thing that can be considered a ‘mess’ is the open notebook on the table and maybe his chargers that are on the bedside table. 

‘You call this a mess? Please help me god if you ever visit my place,’ you laugh. 

Chris sheepishly rubs the back of his neck. ‘I might be a bit of a neat freak sometimes. I like my stuff organized.’ 

You chuckle and poke his stomach. ‘I can tell.’ 

‘Do you want something to drink?’ Chris asks as he toes off his shoes. 

You follow his example and shrug off your jacket as well. ‘Sure. Where can I put my jacket?’ 

‘There are hangers in the closet by the door,’ Chris replies. 

You giggle when you open the closet door and are greeted with neatly folded clothes. ‘If you ever want to organise my closet, please feel free.’ 

‘Be careful what you wish for,’ Chan chuckles as he sits down on the bed with two water bottles in his hands. ‘I actually like cleaning.’ 

You make a face and drop down next to him on the comforters. ‘You do? Like all kinds of cleaning?’ 

Chan nods and hands you your water. ‘It’s satisfying and it calms me.’

‘You’re so weird.’ 

‘Thank you.’ 

‘Who said it was a compliment?’ 

‘It wasn’t?’ Chris grins. 

You grin back and set aside your water. ‘It was, I happen to like weird.’

For a moment the two of you just look at each other. Your eyes take in every little detail of him, details that were never as noticeable on your phone screen, like the little flecks in his eyes. His dimples are even cuter in real life too and his hair looks so incredibly soft, even with the product still in there from the concert.

‘You’re really beautiful,’ you whisper, reaching out to touch his cheek. ‘I meant what I said when I saw you earlier.’ 

‘You’re one to talk.’ Chris smiles, catching your hand in his. ‘You were already the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever seen, but my phone screen definitely still deceived me cause you’re even prettier in person.’

Your cheeks heat at his compliment and you make a face. ‘We’re so..-’ you fall silent as you search for the right word. 

‘Honest,’ Chan grins. ‘I am at least.’ 

‘Hey! I am too!’ you gently slap his chest. ‘I have a million Stays to back me up on my words.’ 

‘Your words are all that matter to me.’ 

‘Awwww,’ you coo. ‘You’re cute.’ 

‘No, you are.’ 

‘See, we’re doing it again,’ you laugh. ‘I want to say we’re corny, but maybe cheesy is better. I feel like I walked right into a fanfic.’ 

Chris his eyes sparkle and he grins again. ‘What kind of fanfic?’ 

You groan and close your eyes. ‘Nooooo not this again.’ 

‘You brought it up,’ Chris chuckles. 

‘Just forget I said it,’ you beg him with a little pout. ‘I’ll do anything to not talk about this’ 

‘Anything huh?’ Chris his eyes drop to your lips and your heart skips a beat. 

‘Anything,’ you repeat, licking your lips in anticipation. 

Without warning Chris pounces forward, but instead of kissing you like you thought he would, his fingers find your abdomen and he starts to tickle you. A surprised squeak leaves your mouth and you try to scramble away from him. 

‘Chris!’ 

‘Y/N!’ he says back, not stopping his attack. 

You fall back on the mattress and kick your legs to try and get him away from you while laughter bubbles out of you. You’ve always been ticklish and while Chris had asked about it before over text, you never answered him and always changed to topic. 

Laughter escapes you as you squirm and hit him against his chest. ‘Stooooopp, I can’t breathe,’ you beg, giggling. 

Chris his fingers slow, but he keeps them against your stomach as he grins cheekily at you. ‘I’m sorry, baby, I didn’t know you were ticklish.’ 

‘Well now you do, so please stop,’ you pant, reaching up a hand to wipe away the tears that escaped your eyes. ‘I did not expect you to do that.’ 

‘What did you expect me to do?’ Chris asked, leaning closer to you. His hair falls over his forehead and before you know what you’re doing you're brushing it to the side with your fingers. Chris his breath hitches in his throat. ‘Well?’ 

‘I thought you would kiss me,’ you whisper. 

‘Kiss you,’ Chris repeats, leaning closer. ‘Is that so?’

‘Mhm,’ you nod. 

‘And that’s something you want?’ he asks, his warm breath tickles against your skin with how close he is now. 

You nod again and your entire body heats up when he shifts on the mattress to pull your body against his, leaving almost no space between you. 

‘Please,’ you whisper.

‘With pleasure,’ Chris says and then he kisses you.

Finally.

a/n: FINALLY!!!!! We have waited for this moment for ehh 20 chapters lol. I hope you enjoyed this chapter <3 Next chapter will probaby be texts again, but not to worry, there will be more written stuff for their next meeting (and yes that one will have more kissing and maaaaybe even smut) Let me know if you'd rather have more written chapters during this meeting tho and I'll see what I can do ;) xoxox

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Hi! So I just wanted to pop in here and just yap a bit.

So I am updating the masterlist into a better one, I just need some time to actually sit down and do it ( I’m a busy person)

I realize that I wanted to write more than just bts, even though all my life I only written stories about them I wanted to branch out a little more. So I just thought hey why not update the masterlist to all the idols I have written so far.

I am also taking requests! It might be a little slow and I apologize fully, but I’m now getting back into the swing of things.

So don’t hesitate to jump in, talk, or even request a few things I don’t bite!

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Fairy Shampoo |MYG|

summary: Yoongi hasn’t been home for a while, since his mother been sick, leaving you and his son home along without him.

genre: fluff

Paring: husband Yoongi x! wife oc

Song of the day: fairy shampoo by txt

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"Mommy, Mommy!" Your little boy Ji-Hoon chants as he comes downstairs. You can't help but smile as you bend down, going to his level.

"Yes baby?" You question, he smiles showing off his missing tooth that came out yesterday.

"Is daddy coming home?" Yoongi has been gone for a while. He went home for a while to see his parents. His mother ended up getting sick and his dad was getting older, it wasn't safe for them to be alone anymore. So Yoongi wanted to move back to Korea, just for a few months.

You said no.

Yoongi and his older brother loved Mr. and Mrs. Min as much as you did, but your main focus was your son. It was Ji-Hoon's first year of school, being around kids, and exploring the world. For him, America was home, and leaving a place he wasn't familiar with would be confusing. While Yoongi was mad at you for a few days, he eventually understood, and he works every day, so he can't take care of his parents like that.

"I don't know baby, but let's get ready for bed, shall we?" you ask tickling his sides. He giggles. He and you head upstairs to get him ready for bed. You tuck him into his blanket and read him a story before kissing his forehead as he falls asleep.

Your phone rings when you get out of the shower, towel around your body you look at the caller ID before smiling. You answer it and put it on speaker phone as you get dressed. "Yes love?" You say and hear Yoongi moving around before setting down.

"How are you?" He says, his voice raspy and deeper than normal. He must of been sleeping, you wonder putting on one of his hoodies. "I'm good, just put Ji to bed. He's been asking when you're coming home. When are you coming home?"

He sighs before answering. "I'm not sure, I was hoping today but Geum-jae might not make it." You could tell Yoongi was frustrated. He wanted to come home and see Ji-Hoon. But this is what he had to do, as his parents' youngest son.

Yoongi speaks something in Korean in the background, and then you hear him open what sounds like a door. Geum-Jae's voice is heard and you let out a sigh of relief. Yoongi said, "It looks like I can come home." His voice was filled with happiness, and you were too. You'll hang up after a while, saying goodnight to each other.

The next day, you and Ji-Hoon were in the backyard. It was sunny and hot today. Ji-Hoon has talked about swimming ever since Yoongi got him a kiddie pool, so you blew it up and filled it with water. You watched Your son playing in the water without a care in the world. Yoongi said he'll be home a little bit later since he had to stop in Seoul to drop off some papers to Jimin.

The front gate opens making you and Ji-Hoon look up. Yoongi let out a curse in Korean as he dropped his phone. Ji-Hoon squeals and jumps out of the kiddie pool and waddles over to his dad. Yoongi looks down and smiles dropping his bag and bending down opening her arms.

Ji-Hoon runs to his arms, his daddy stands up spinning him in the process. It was the most cutest interaction they have ever had. And then he sees you, his beautiful wife and he smiles at you as he walks over to you with Ji-Hoon in his arms. "Hi baby." He mumbles as he kisses your cheek when he's in front of you. You giggle saying hi too and Yoongi goes ahead and puts down his wet son. "I see you're enjoying the weather huh?" Yoongi says when his son runs back into the pool, Holly finally coming out of the house to see his dad.

"Oh hello to you too buddy." The dog rubs against his owner and Yoongi bends down and pets Holly on her head. He gets a few pets in before Holly gets fed up and walks right back into the house without a care in a world. You two chuckle at the interaction. "God, it feels so good to be back." Your husband sighs and then looks back at you, his brown eyes staring down at you and he wraps his arms around your waist pulling you into a deep hug. You smell the musk of his cologne you got him for Christmas one year. It's a sense you'll never get tired of smelling from him. "I miss you." You mumble against his chest and you hear him hum and put his chin on top of your head. "No, you can't miss me the way I missed you." He says and you laugh before patting his back a little before you two pull away.

"At least you been eating, your cheeks are fuller." Yoongi frowns at your joke and he pokes his cheeks with both hands looking at you. "Are you trying to say I don't eat when I'm here?" He ask and you shake your head laughing when he fake gasp. Before he can say anything else Ji calls his name telling him to look as he goes under water and come back up saying rawr. After a while, You let Yoongi go and clean up Ji after playing outside for a couple of hours. When it's time for bed, your little bug didn't want to go to sleep, afraid that his dad wouldn't be here in the morning, but Yoongi told him that he would, and that he wasn't leaving any time soon.

"He missed me that much?" Your husband says when you two start getting ready for bed, you're standing in the bathroom with the door open taking off your earrings when you hear his question. "Yeah, he never stopped talking about you, even when I went over to my mom's house just to get him out the house he always wondered what you were doing." A small smile forms on Yoongi's lips, and you chuckle at his happiness.  When you walk over to the bed? Yoongi pulls you into his lap. "Have I ever told you I loved you?" He mumbles with a tilt of his head and you giggle at his question before nodding. "Yeah baby, you have."

"Well I love you."

"And I love you."

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Fat, Juicy and wet |CMO| |M|

Synopsis: you’re a brat. It’s a thing that you and Minho already know, so what happens when you push his buttons a little too much?

Paring: Non!Idol Minho x oc

Genre: smut

Sw: s/d dynamics, hard dom minho, brat oc, name calling ( slut, cumslut ), praise kink, edging, daddy kink, a little bit of cnc, choking ( f.rec), unprotected sex ( wrap it before you tap it guys-) slapping ( f.rec)

w.c: 1,192

Song of the day: Stretch You Out by Summer walker ft A Boogie wit da Hoodie

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You like pushing your boyfriends buttons. Just something about how far you can go until he snaps. Like now, you’re face against the pillows as Minho slams his hips against your ass. He hasn’t stopped since you two got back home from a couples date night with a few of your friends.

It was innocent at first, the subtle touches, giggling a little too hard at one of his friends jokes, the dress you had one. The beautiful blue skin tight dress that stopped at your thighs, you thought you looked great. But Minho thought you were showing off a little too much. But what’s the fun in that if you change?

“G-Gonna cum.” You moan out when you feel the burning sensation at the pit of your stomach, and your boyfriend lets out a chuckle before stopping his hips. Your high leaving and a whimper leaves your throat. “You thought you was going to be able to cum? Have you lost your fucking mind?” He grunts, his voice deep and you feel his hand grip your hair pulling you up just a bit from the pillow. “I asked you a question slut. Or are you already too dick drunk to answer me?” He rolls his hips just a bit and you bite your bottom lip.

Should you give Minho a bratty answer?

Yes.

“I thought you wanted me to not speak?” Your ass stings when he slaps your asscheek, and another, another, before he pushes you back against the pillow fucking you harder than before. You could feel his dick stretching your soppy wet cunt and fuck, the way Minho grips your ass, the way you feel his nails dig in your asscheek makes your brain foggy. And he keeps fucking you, treating you like his little rag doll, your pussy creaming around his dick forming a white ring every time he slides back in. A sob leaves your throat as he hits your sweet spot, bruising it every single time.

You’re knees hurt, but the pain was worth it, you even meet his thrust as you slam your as back against him, and Minho loved it. In fact he was stuck in a trance, pulling your asscheek part watching as your cunt sucked him back in. You were so wet, sticky, and warm. After a while you could feel your orgasm fastly approaching and the moans stuck in your throat as you tried to catch your high and as high as it was coming it quickly was taking away by your boyfriend again. You could feel the tears leave your eyes and fall on your cheeks and a sob leaves your lips. “Is my pretty baby crying?” You could feel the fake pout on his lips and he moves again pushing your head deeper in the pillow. “I-I’m sorry daddy, I’m sorry.” He hears you babble, a few other words leave your mouth that he can’t make out.

“Oh! So now you’re sorry Princess?” He mumbles, “I know you’re sorry baby, you want daddy to let you cum? You can cum baby. Go ahead cream around daddy’s cock baby. Be a good little slut.” He slams his hips against yours again going harder and you felt like you was about to see stars you could feel the spit falling from your mouth and a loud pitch moan leaves your lips. Minho goes in between your legs and used his thumb to rub small circles on your puffy ignored clit. “G-Gonna cum daddy oh fuck! Thank you thank you!” Your body feels like it’s floating as your orgasm washes over you. Minho rides you through your orgasm mumbling good girl and pulls out slowly before placing you on your back.

“You did such a good job baby.” Minho grabs your left leg and puts it on his shoulder before bending down to place his lips on yours. With his right hand he rubs his dick against your folds before sliding in slowly, a whimper leaves your throat and a groan leaves his as he thrust his hips against yours again. You’re so fucked out that you can’t even kiss him back, your eyes rolled back, your hands digging in the back of his back, your nails trailing down his back leaving red marks. “Fuck, princess you’re so tight- shit are you going to cum again?” He ask you but you can’t form the words, Minho grunts and pulls away from your lips watching your face as you cum again, your legs shaking.

If you could die like this you would, having your boyfriend fuck you so good that you literally couldn’t feel your body anymore. Minho knows your body well, from every touch, every angle, he knows how far you can go. And this was just the tip of the iceberg. “Give me one more baby.” You hear him say, as he goes faster, his hands trail to your throat, squeezing the air flow just a bit. Another high pitched moan leaves your lips and you moan your eyes watching the man above you. The headboard hits against the hall, and you’re surprised there isn’t a dent in the wall.

He goes to rub your clit one more time, going in big tight circles and your hips lift up just a bit, your stomach gets tighter and then you cum, squirting leaving the sheets underneath you soak. “There you go baby, good girl! Fuck just a few more strokes.” You felt overwhelmed, and overstimulated. That last orgasm made stars fill your vision, and just as Minho said, he lets go of your throat and after a few more thrust you feel his cum inside you. And you felt so full too, as he moans lowly filling you up to the brim. After a while Minho kisses your ankle, and looks down at you. “I-I’m sorry baby.” You mumble as you look at him, you sniffle and Minho brings his thumb and wipes the tears that’s was on your face. “You did so well pretty, so well, let’s clean you up hm?” With a nod from you, Minho slides out of you slowly, and puts your leg back down before leaving the bed to clean you up.

Your eyes close for a moment as the bed dips next to you and you feel a warm cloth in between your legs making you whimper. “I’m sorry princess, I just needed to clean you up just a bit. I started the bath water for you. Come on let’s get cleaned up baby.” You give him a drunken smile at his words and open your eyes again. “I love you.” Minho smiles at you and pecks your lips. “I love you more.”

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namjoon and number 12 Xx😘

whoops this got nsfw sorry not sorry

12. a hoarse whisper “kiss me”

“We really—mmph. Fuck. We really shouldn’t be doing this.”

Your fingers still on your companion’s belt buckle. “Seriously, Joon? This again?” Deliberately, you palm the growing tent in his slacks, hot and heavy through the denim. “Do you want a fucking blow job or not?”

He does. You know he does, even if he refuses to admit it. Both of you have stressful jobs, and your bi-weekly storage closet hookups with the tall, handsome man who works in the neighboring office suite have quickly become your favorite part of the week. And Namjoon feels the same way, if his darkened gaze and the way he licks his lips is anything to go by. 

So instead of waiting for an answer, you refocus your attentions on his belt, sliding the black leather free from the silver buckle. Namjoon’s head settles on the back of your head as you unbutton his slacks, and when you tug them down to free his cock, he lets out a low hiss of pleasure.

Emboldened, you lean forward, letting your mouth envelop the head of his erection. Your tongue dips into the slit to savor the salty tang of his precum before trailing down to lave at the vein running along the underside. Namjoon groans at this, and you grin, letting out a pleased hum that has his grip tightening around your hair. 

“Baby—” The term of endearment tumbles automatically from Namjoon’s lips. “{Name}, baby, wait a second. I… I have something I want to say.”

You frown and pull off of his cock. “Can’t you talk and get your dick sucked at the same time?”

He snorts out a laugh at your petulant tone. “You’re unbelievable, you know that? Absolutely unbelievable. Christ, why I’m in love with you is beyond me.”

You open your mouth, about to retort when his words fully sink in. “Hang on. Did… did you just say that you love me?”

Namjoon’s eyes widen. His entire body slumps, his head falling back against the wall as he mutters a muffled curse and something along the lines of, Namjoon you fucking idiot. But you’re no longer listening, straightening up from your kneeling position on the floor and tugging on the lapels of his suit until he looks at you again. 

“Joon,” you breathe, reaching up to stroke your thumbs along his cheeks. Surprise flickers in his irises at the display of affection, but you cut him off when his mouth opens with the beginnings of a question forming on his tongue. “Joonie,” you begin again. “Kiss me.”

How could he say no? 

Namjoon kisses you like the world is ending—like you’re the only thing keeping him alive and breathing. He kisses you until your lungs are screaming in protest and only then does he pull away, his chest heaving as he works to recover lost air. 

Gently, you wind your arms around his waist and rest your head over his heart. You can hear it beating inside his ribcage—strong and steady, if a little faster than usual. “Namjoon,” you murmur, your voice hushed in the quiet of the storage closet.

He hums. “Yeah?”

“I love you too.” 

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AHHH this was so cuteeee

PART 19.

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series masterlist.

series summary: you and chan get matched up on a forum for people who suffer with insomnia and spent most of your sleepless nights texting each other. neither of you expected to fall in love..

pairing: bang chan x reader

tags: smau, written part, fluff

'You ready?' Ava asks you, her hand already on the handle of the door.

'Ready,' you and Chris say simultaneously.

You can hear Chris his breathing quicken in your ear as Ava pushes the door open, and your own heartbeat fastens in your chest.

Your best friend steps through the door first and and with your phone still pressed against your ear, you enter behind her.

The first thing you see is a white couch filled with different clothing items, empty cups and wrappers and a lost shoe.

'Y/N,' Chris his familiar voice breathes out in your ear as well as to your right.

You move your head and there he is. Standing in front of two other guys, his phone to his ear and a bright smile on his handsome face.

He's dressed in a tight white shirt that shows off his muscled chest and arms, and grey joggers that hang low on his hips.

Fuck. He looks incredible.

'How are you even real,' you blurt out with a small whine.

Ava bursts out in laughter next to you and so do the two guys that are standing behind Chris, but you have no eyes for them. All you see is Chris.

'I could say the same thing to you,' Chris smiles, taking a step forward as his eyes take you in. 'I can't believe you're here.'

You smile back at him and drop your phone from your ear, blindly putting it in your back pocket.

'Me neither.'

'What are you waiting for? Go to him,' Ava whispers, nudging your back.

You stumble forward and break eye contact with Chris to glare at your best friend. Ava just shrugs her shoulders and grins at you before skipping around you to say hello to the other in the room.

You briefly let your eyes scan over the other guys, recognizing Changbin and Felix, before looking back at Chris. Your legs feel like jelly when you step forward again and your hands tremble.

Chris covers the distance between you and the moment he wraps his arms around your body and pulls you against his strong chest, nothing else matters.

You circle your arms around his waist and press your face against his chest, breathing in his scent and enjoying the feel of him against your body. He feels safe.

‘You're trembling,’ Chris whispers against your hair as his hands move up and down your back.

‘It's the lack of caffeine,’ you murmur against his shirt.

Chris laughs and his chest vibrates under your cheek. ‘I'm sure that's it.’

You're about to reply when the door bangs open and chaos erupts. Multiple people enter the room, there's a loud screech, running footsteps and then there's another body pressed against your back.

‘Y/N-ah!! You're here!!’ a voice yells in your ear.

You stiffen and tighten your arms around Chris. You're usually okay with physical touch and cuddles, but right now you're feeling overwhelmed, tired and strangely emotional.

‘Hyunjin, get off her,’ someone else says at the same time as Chris growls something in Korean.

The warmth at your back disappears almost immediately.

‘Oops, I’m sorry Y/N.’

‘It’s okay,’ you automatically reply, but you don't move from your place in Chris' arms.

‘Don’t mind her,’ Ava says. ‘She always gets a bit grumpy when she's tired, and she barely slept in the last twenty-four hours.’

You blindly flip her off and more laughter fills your ears.

‘Where are you guys staying?’ someone asks while Chris keeps rubbing your back.

He seems just as content as you are to just stay like this, wrapped up in each other's arms. It feels right. Familiar somehow, like this wasn’t the first time you've met.

‘Same hotel as you, I think,’ Ava replies. ‘Jeongin set it up for us.’

‘It's the same hotel,’ another voice confirms, Jeongin probably. ‘Hey Hyung! Stop hogging your girl and let us say hello.’

‘Noooooo,’ you whine when Chris seems to move. ‘I'm comfy.’

Chris chuckles and presses what seems like a kiss to your head. Your whole body feels warm by the gesture and it only makes you want to bury further into his arms.

‘Y/N, where are your manners?’ Ava scolds, but you can hear she's smiling.

‘What manners?’ You reply, slowly lifting your head from Chris' chest. ‘What are manners?’

Ava rolls her eyes when you meet her gaze and Changbin, who's standing awfully close next to her, grins at you.

‘Alright, alright,’ you groan. ‘I'm sorry.’

Chris keeps his hand on your back as you straighten and turn to look at everyone else.

‘Hello, I'm Y/N,’ you wave, smiling. ‘It's nice to meet you all and I apologize for worrying your guy Chris here. I hope he didn't drive you too crazy.’

Hyunjin groans, Jeongin snorts and Felix laughs.

‘Oh he drove us crazy, alright.’ Jisung grins.

‘He was a mess,’ Minho adds.

‘We're glad you’re here now,’ Seungmin smiles.

You look up at Chris and poke his cheek when you catch him glaring at his friends.

‘Aaawwwww,’ you coo at him.

Chris turns his glare at you, but all it does is widen your grin and make your stomach fill with butterflies. His eyes soften and he playfully tries to bite your finger that's still poking his face.

‘I can't help it,’ he pouts at you.

‘Ughhh get a room,’ Jisung groans from his spot on the couch. ‘The way you look at each other is-’

‘Adorable,’ Jeongin interrupts him.

‘So cute,’ Felix nods.

‘Sickening,’ Minho grins.

Chris rolls his eyes at his friends and looks down at you with his beautiful brown eyes.

‘Wanna get out of here?’

Jisung and Hyunjin giggle, and you can't help but join them.

‘I'd love to.’

a/n: your comments mean the world to me, thank you so much ya'll for the love and excitement. I appreciate you SO much!! <3 THEY FINALLY MET!!!!! next chapter will be our favorite couple spending some alone time together (noooooo you pervs there won't be smut, YET hahaha)

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Taglist!

@seokjinxlia @trainboom @toroenojao @vooorel @sanarin @abbythetaurus

( i tagged you because you liked the other chapter but if you don’t want to be tagged just let me know lmao, i basically just thought you would like too!)

Blue water |KSJ| Yellow

Synopsis: For most of your life you lived it normally. Meeting great people, started a café, doing things you loved. Then there's seokjin who, for the most part isn't normal. Who goes through his day to day life wondering if he'll ever be normal. Then he meets you. And for some reason this lonely world isn't so lonely anymore.

Paring: Seokjin + OC

Chapter warning: boobs. That is all

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w.c: 1,292

The blue skies make Seokjin feel empty inside, the sun so bright on his skin that he truly hates it. His mood once bright, and cheerful turned into a bitter hatred of this sunny day. As he hears all of the chaos around him in this cafe, the smiles and laughter. He hates them. He truly, 100% hates that they are happy but then he hears this giggle, this light airy giggle that turns his hatred into some sort of happiness.

When he stares at you, his heart beats like it's coming out of his chest. His stomach forms into butterflies, and your smile makes him want to smile. When he looks at you it makes his day a little bit better. And that's why he comes every single day. Call Seokjin delusional, because he might as well be, but he thinks you like him too. So much so, that if any other person would tell him differently he might actually go insane. 

"You are delusional." Min. One of Seokjin's voices inside of his head. He's like a parasite that you can't get rid of, that's why he's so glad it's just one instead of three. Just like Seokjin, Min had his own thoughts, his own emotions, and his own style. If you would have asked Seokjin where he came from he'll tell you he doesn't remember. Because truth be told, he doesn't. He woke up one day and here was this annoying fucking voice in his head, and he's been there ever since then.

Min, quite literally grew up with his host, been through every milestone, every heart break, every emotional break down. He was like the glue that kept Seokjin together. When Seokjin had nobody, Min was there, when Seokjin's dad finally passed away peacefully, he was there, he's been there every step of the way. "Shut up." Seokjin mumbles hoping that no one can hear him, he's actually praying they don't. Min laughs at him making Seokjin roll his eyes. Seokjin likes to joke and say that Min is like Venom, but instead of this giant alien creature on your back that transforms into you and wants to eat humans, he's just inside of your head and only coming out when needed.

"Here's your chocolate croissant." A voice takes him out his thoughts and he looks up at you. "Sorry for the wait, I didn't expect it to be so busy today." You let out this giggle, this sweet airy giggle that makes Seokjin brain go foggy. "I-It's okay, thank you." His lips form into a smile, well sort of a smile but you don't seem to complain or notice because as soon as he smiles at you, your name is being called in the back. You mumble an excuse me and walk away quickly. That smile he had is now gone, a frown back on his lips.

When it hits 5 in the afternoon Seokjin finally gets home. His shoes kicked off and goes against the wall as he slips on his slippers, his jacket now hanged up against the wall. "Well, that was one tiring day." Min speaks up when Seokjin walks into his kitchen, and goes to grab him a wine glass. "You did nothing." Which was true, for the most part of his day Seokjin did all the work, never switched once as he went along his day at work. "I did too. Just because I didn't come through doesn't mean I didn't do anything. You're still alive aren't you?" The attitude is easily heard making Seokjin want to roll his eyes but he lets him continue talking. Ignoring him Seokjin opens his fridge to find his wine bottle.

"Hyung? Is that you?" Another voice is heard in the kitchen making Seokjin turn around. Standing there is roommate and one of his only friends, Jungkook. The doe brown male rubs his eyes and yawns clearly letting Seokjin know he just woken up. "Hey Kook." Seokjin gives him a small smile, it isn't his normal one, but it is enough to make Jungkook not worry about him. "Bitch are you ignoring me? Fuck Kook right now- actually you know what." Min stops talking and so does Seokjin stop smiling, and he blinks for a moment staring out of space and then he looks back at his roommate and a groan leaves his lips.

"He thought he could ignore me? Haha now you have to listen bitch." A smirk forms into Seokjin's lips and then his eyes look over at Jungkook, his arms across his chest. "Jeon." His voice rough, deeper than usual. "Hello to you too Min." Jungkook smiles and walks up to him and then goes next to him to grab water out the fridge. Jungkook and Min had a love and hate relationship, Jungkook was just too energetic for Min, and well Min? Jungkook didn't hate him. He actually loved Min more than Min loved him and Jungkook could accept that.

"So, why are you two arguing right now?" Jungkook ask when he grabs the bottle of wine too for Jin. He looks over at Min, noticing he got quiet again. "Nothing. He just likes to say I don't do nothing when I clearly do right?" Min ask and points at himself like he's trying to clarify. Jungkook nods, and then shuts the fridge door in the process before walking out the kitchen. The one thing Jungkook learned living with Seokjin is that he doesn't need to be involved in those two arguments.

After a while Min gets tired, he does help Seokjin shower, does his nightly routine and does put his wine away before switching back. And when Seokjin is Seokjin he doesn't remember a damn thing. And in the very next morning he starts his day off again, repeating and repeating until well, when he can’t repeat anymore.

“Have you noticed that her tits are kinda nice.” Min says one day when Seokjin is working on some office things for work. He sighs and flips a page before answering him. “No.” He mumbles, Min lets out a hum of sorts not believing whatever his host is saying. “Well she does-hey say why haven’t you asked her out?” Min questions Seokjin making him drop his pen. Well, why hasn’t he asked her out? He thinks and for a moment he forgets that he’s not normal.”I don’t want to confuse her, plus it’s better to just look at her from a distance..she’s something I don’t want to break. She’s fragile min.”

“Fragile?” He questioned, his voice in confusion as he repeated it again. “You’re saying she’s fragile?” He ask again just to clarify making his host want to shut this brain off so he doesn’t hear it anymore. “Yeah fragile. Now can we stop talking about this?” And Min doesn’t say anything else after that statement. The next day Seokjin sees you, you’re wearing a yellow sundress.

Yellow.

A color he never thought he’ll like on anyone but you. Yellow, a symbol of good luck. Yellow, when the sun shines on your skin and when you laugh or smile it’s like the whole world gets a little brighter. Yellow- the color he now hates when he sees you walking out hand and hand with a guy he never seen before in his life when you leave for the day. Yellow, he doesn’t want to see that color anymore. His heart now broken into pieces as he screams in his car. Yellow, just like his carpet in his bedroom and he tears it up piece by piece and Jungkook tries to stop him but can’t.

Yellow.

Oh he hates you for wearing such a color he can’t see you in anymore.

a/n: HI! I hope you enjoyed this first chapter! If always, if you’ll like to be added to the master list don’t hesitate to let me know! Thank you!!

part 3

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Blue water |KSJ| Yellow

Synopsis: For most of your life you lived it normally. Meeting great people, started a café, doing things you loved. Then there's seokjin who, for the most part isn't normal. Who goes through his day to day life wondering if he'll ever be normal. Then he meets you. And for some reason this lonely world isn't so lonely anymore.

Paring: Seokjin + OC

Chapter warning: boobs. That is all

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w.c: 1,292

The blue skies make Seokjin feel empty inside, the sun so bright on his skin that he truly hates it. His mood once bright, and cheerful turned into a bitter hatred of this sunny day. As he hears all of the chaos around him in this cafe, the smiles and laughter. He hates them. He truly, 100% hates that they are happy but then he hears this giggle, this light airy giggle that turns his hatred into some sort of happiness.

When he stares at you, his heart beats like it's coming out of his chest. His stomach forms into butterflies, and your smile makes him want to smile. When he looks at you it makes his day a little bit better. And that's why he comes every single day. Call Seokjin delusional, because he might as well be, but he thinks you like him too. So much so, that if any other person would tell him differently he might actually go insane. 

"You are delusional." Min. One of Seokjin's voices inside of his head. He's like a parasite that you can't get rid of, that's why he's so glad it's just one instead of three. Just like Seokjin, Min had his own thoughts, his own emotions, and his own style. If you would have asked Seokjin where he came from he'll tell you he doesn't remember. Because truth be told, he doesn't. He woke up one day and here was this annoying fucking voice in his head, and he's been there ever since then.

Min, quite literally grew up with his host, been through every milestone, every heart break, every emotional break down. He was like the glue that kept Seokjin together. When Seokjin had nobody, Min was there, when Seokjin's dad finally passed away peacefully, he was there, he's been there every step of the way. "Shut up." Seokjin mumbles hoping that no one can hear him, he's actually praying they don't. Min laughs at him making Seokjin roll his eyes. Seokjin likes to joke and say that Min is like Venom, but instead of this giant alien creature on your back that transforms into you and wants to eat humans, he's just inside of your head and only coming out when needed.

"Here's your chocolate croissant." A voice takes him out his thoughts and he looks up at you. "Sorry for the wait, I didn't expect it to be so busy today." You let out this giggle, this sweet airy giggle that makes Seokjin brain go foggy. "I-It's okay, thank you." His lips form into a smile, well sort of a smile but you don't seem to complain or notice because as soon as he smiles at you, your name is being called in the back. You mumble an excuse me and walk away quickly. That smile he had is now gone, a frown back on his lips.

When it hits 5 in the afternoon Seokjin finally gets home. His shoes kicked off and goes against the wall as he slips on his slippers, his jacket now hanged up against the wall. "Well, that was one tiring day." Min speaks up when Seokjin walks into his kitchen, and goes to grab him a wine glass. "You did nothing." Which was true, for the most part of his day Seokjin did all the work, never switched once as he went along his day at work. "I did too. Just because I didn't come through doesn't mean I didn't do anything. You're still alive aren't you?" The attitude is easily heard making Seokjin want to roll his eyes but he lets him continue talking. Ignoring him Seokjin opens his fridge to find his wine bottle.

"Hyung? Is that you?" Another voice is heard in the kitchen making Seokjin turn around. Standing there is roommate and one of his only friends, Jungkook. The doe brown male rubs his eyes and yawns clearly letting Seokjin know he just woken up. "Hey Kook." Seokjin gives him a small smile, it isn't his normal one, but it is enough to make Jungkook not worry about him. "Bitch are you ignoring me? Fuck Kook right now- actually you know what." Min stops talking and so does Seokjin stop smiling, and he blinks for a moment staring out of space and then he looks back at his roommate and a groan leaves his lips.

"He thought he could ignore me? Haha now you have to listen bitch." A smirk forms into Seokjin's lips and then his eyes look over at Jungkook, his arms across his chest. "Jeon." His voice rough, deeper than usual. "Hello to you too Min." Jungkook smiles and walks up to him and then goes next to him to grab water out the fridge. Jungkook and Min had a love and hate relationship, Jungkook was just too energetic for Min, and well Min? Jungkook didn't hate him. He actually loved Min more than Min loved him and Jungkook could accept that.

"So, why are you two arguing right now?" Jungkook ask when he grabs the bottle of wine too for Jin. He looks over at Min, noticing he got quiet again. "Nothing. He just likes to say I don't do nothing when I clearly do right?" Min ask and points at himself like he's trying to clarify. Jungkook nods, and then shuts the fridge door in the process before walking out the kitchen. The one thing Jungkook learned living with Seokjin is that he doesn't need to be involved in those two arguments.

After a while Min gets tired, he does help Seokjin shower, does his nightly routine and does put his wine away before switching back. And when Seokjin is Seokjin he doesn't remember a damn thing. And in the very next morning he starts his day off again, repeating and repeating until well, when he can’t repeat anymore.

“Have you noticed that her tits are kinda nice.” Min says one day when Seokjin is working on some office things for work. He sighs and flips a page before answering him. “No.” He mumbles, Min lets out a hum of sorts not believing whatever his host is saying. “Well she does-hey say why haven’t you asked her out?” Min questions Seokjin making him drop his pen. Well, why hasn’t he asked her out? He thinks and for a moment he forgets that he’s not normal.”I don’t want to confuse her, plus it’s better to just look at her from a distance..she’s something I don’t want to break. She’s fragile min.”

“Fragile?” He questioned, his voice in confusion as he repeated it again. “You’re saying she’s fragile?” He ask again just to clarify making his host want to shut this brain off so he doesn’t hear it anymore. “Yeah fragile. Now can we stop talking about this?” And Min doesn’t say anything else after that statement. The next day Seokjin sees you, you’re wearing a yellow sundress.

Yellow.

A color he never thought he’ll like on anyone but you. Yellow, a symbol of good luck. Yellow, when the sun shines on your skin and when you laugh or smile it’s like the whole world gets a little brighter. Yellow- the color he now hates when he sees you walking out hand and hand with a guy he never seen before in his life when you leave for the day. Yellow, he doesn’t want to see that color anymore. His heart now broken into pieces as he screams in his car. Yellow, just like his carpet in his bedroom and he tears it up piece by piece and Jungkook tries to stop him but can’t.

Yellow.

Oh he hates you for wearing such a color he can’t see you in anymore.

a/n: HI! I hope you enjoyed this first chapter! If always, if you’ll like to be added to the master list don’t hesitate to let me know! Thank you!!

part 3

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Vernon x Reader - "you're fucking gorgeous like that, spread out like a good boy / girl who just wants to be eaten."

... you were warned...

*narrows eyes*

*cracks knuckles*

Pairing: frat boy!vernon x preppy!reader Genre: smut, PWP, frat boy!AU Rating: M (18)+ Warnings: dirty talk, spitting, fingering, oral sex (f receiving), masturbation (m), stoner hansol agenda, i'm not sorry about this one Disclaimers: NSFW, obviously I don’t own SVT - they just inspire me Word Count: 494 words Summary: Sometimes your bad decisions can surprise you A/N: are you happy now? 💕

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"Oh fuck," Vernon tuts, shaking his head slightly. "Look at you."

You can't exactly do that, but you can easily imagine the sight in front of him - you, clothed in nothing but your bra, lying on his bed, pussy fully on display under his half-stoned gaze. It’s a far cry from your usual neat, composed, maybe a little buttoned-up self. “Preppy” is how your friends typically categorize you. "Desperate" is probably the best description for you right now.

“You’re fucking gorgeous like that, spread out like a good girl who just wants to be eaten.” 

You make a face. Is he for real with that shit? “Maybe we don’t talk while we do this.” 

Vernon smirks, kneeling at the foot of the bed. He hooks his arms under your thighs and yanks you forward unexpectedly, so your ass is hanging off the edge of the bed. “Whatever you say, gorgeous.” He turns his baseball cap backwards, now looking every inch the nasty frat boy he is, and punctuates that point by spitting directly onto your cunt. 

“Vernon!” 

He lets out a not entirely kind laugh at your indignant shout, but continues like you didn’t interject, pressing his tongue to your slit. He licks up his mess, then runs the muscle up and down in broad, slow strokes. Your abdomen twitches with every pass. He uses his hands to spread your lips, holding you open so he can lap at your hole, drinking in your arousal. 

It's unreal how turned on you are. When he'd hit on you at the end of term party tonight, you'd said yes only out of a dying need to release your finals stress. You'd had such low expectations for this. The bar was literally a tripping hazard in Hell. But this man really knows what the fuck he’s doing. His is a mouth that puts in the work. 

His fingers, too. Vernon touches you like he’s already sussed you out. Figured out your weak spots, maybe before you even knew they were there. Who knew he paid attention to anything but his bong. You might have to keep an eye on him after this.

He strokes one long finger inside you, curling to brush over your g-spot as his mouth suckles at your clit, and your head drops back onto the pillow as you cry out in esctasy. “Oh, fuck, yes, there!” 

Vernon hums, repeating the combination until your toes are flexing, digging for purchase in the sheets as your orgasm crashes into you. Your mind goes blank, no thoughts to guide you, only the uncontrollable urge to hump Vernon's face, which makes him hum in appreciation. He lets go of your right leg so he can shove his hand down his pants and fist his cock, moaning your name while he comes all over himself. It’s so messy and dirty and you hate how much you like it. 

But not enough to not give him your phone number.

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Size Training w/ Yunho

pairing: Yunho x f reader

wc: 489

warnings: smut, MDNI, size training, cock warming, size kink kinda, reader is small down there, monster cock!Yunho (obvi), dom/sub vibes

a/n: never done a drabble before but this idea won't leave my head. I hope y'all enjoy <3

monster cock!Yunho who's waited three long months, still not able to get his cock in you no matter how slow he goes

monter cock!Yunho who decides enough is enough, "we're training you this week baby" "but aren't we visiting your friends? and it's gonna hurt yuyu, you're too big"

monster cock!Yunho who starts you that night, sitting in front of the TV with your favorite show on, coaxing you down onto him with lube and praise. "see angel, that's not so bad is it?"

monster cock!Yunho who holds you there through the entire episode, even as you whined and moaned for him to stop

monster cock!Yunho who takes you into the bathroom at his friend's place, making you wet his cock with your mouth and sit on it for ten minutes, timing on his phone. "won't they think it's weird we're gone for so long?" "don't worry about it princess, just do as I say"

monster cock!Yunho who sees another chance the next day, alone in the pool with you. he pulls your bikini bottoms aside and his swimming trunks down, slipping inside of you

monster cock!Yunho who coos in your ear as you fight to keep your sounds at bay, knowing that all his friends will be showing up sometime soon

monster cock!Yunho who tells you that night not to wear any panties to the club, just your short frilly dress

monster cock!Yunho who pulls you onto his lap as soon as you all find a booth, telling his friends to go to the bar to get you all drinks

monster cock!Yunho who unzips his pants, freeing his hard cock and rubbing it between your folds. he slips in you, your head going fuzzy for a minute from the pain. but you're getting more used to it now, you can take him. you just didn't expect it to be in such a public place

monster cock!Yunho who keeps you there all night, telling his friends he's too tired to dance. he does bounce his hips to the music though, making your cunt spasm as you no doubt left a wet patch on his jeans

monster cock!Yunho who tells you the next day not to wear any panties on the train ride home. "we can't on the train!" you gasped, slack jawed. but he just chuckled, smiling at you

monster cock!Yunho who knew the train car would be nearly empty, from checking this morning. Once you're both in your seats he pulls you onto him again, sliding into the position from last night. Only now you have a many hour train ride to contend with, the vibrations making you hornier until you're coming all over his cock, right there as the fields pass by the window, his hand over your mouth to make sure you don't blow your cover to the few passengers up ahead

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Fairy Shampoo |MYG|

summary: Yoongi hasn’t been home for a while, since his mother been sick, leaving you and his son home along without him.

genre: fluff

Paring: husband Yoongi x! wife oc

Song of the day: fairy shampoo by txt

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"Mommy, Mommy!" Your little boy Ji-Hoon chants as he comes downstairs. You can't help but smile as you bend down, going to his level.

"Yes baby?" You question, he smiles showing off his missing tooth that came out yesterday.

"Is daddy coming home?" Yoongi has been gone for a while. He went home for a while to see his parents. His mother ended up getting sick and his dad was getting older, it wasn't safe for them to be alone anymore. So Yoongi wanted to move back to Korea, just for a few months.

You said no.

Yoongi and his older brother loved Mr. and Mrs. Min as much as you did, but your main focus was your son. It was Ji-Hoon's first year of school, being around kids, and exploring the world. For him, America was home, and leaving a place he wasn't familiar with would be confusing. While Yoongi was mad at you for a few days, he eventually understood, and he works every day, so he can't take care of his parents like that.

"I don't know baby, but let's get ready for bed, shall we?" you ask tickling his sides. He giggles. He and you head upstairs to get him ready for bed. You tuck him into his blanket and read him a story before kissing his forehead as he falls asleep.

Your phone rings when you get out of the shower, towel around your body you look at the caller ID before smiling. You answer it and put it on speaker phone as you get dressed. "Yes love?" You say and hear Yoongi moving around before setting down.

"How are you?" He says, his voice raspy and deeper than normal. He must of been sleeping, you wonder putting on one of his hoodies. "I'm good, just put Ji to bed. He's been asking when you're coming home. When are you coming home?"

He sighs before answering. "I'm not sure, I was hoping today but Geum-jae might not make it." You could tell Yoongi was frustrated. He wanted to come home and see Ji-Hoon. But this is what he had to do, as his parents' youngest son.

Yoongi speaks something in Korean in the background, and then you hear him open what sounds like a door. Geum-Jae's voice is heard and you let out a sigh of relief. Yoongi said, "It looks like I can come home." His voice was filled with happiness, and you were too. You'll hang up after a while, saying goodnight to each other.

The next day, you and Ji-Hoon were in the backyard. It was sunny and hot today. Ji-Hoon has talked about swimming ever since Yoongi got him a kiddie pool, so you blew it up and filled it with water. You watched Your son playing in the water without a care in the world. Yoongi said he'll be home a little bit later since he had to stop in Seoul to drop off some papers to Jimin.

The front gate opens making you and Ji-Hoon look up. Yoongi let out a curse in Korean as he dropped his phone. Ji-Hoon squeals and jumps out of the kiddie pool and waddles over to his dad. Yoongi looks down and smiles dropping his bag and bending down opening her arms.

Ji-Hoon runs to his arms, his daddy stands up spinning him in the process. It was the most cutest interaction they have ever had. And then he sees you, his beautiful wife and he smiles at you as he walks over to you with Ji-Hoon in his arms. "Hi baby." He mumbles as he kisses your cheek when he's in front of you. You giggle saying hi too and Yoongi goes ahead and puts down his wet son. "I see you're enjoying the weather huh?" Yoongi says when his son runs back into the pool, Holly finally coming out of the house to see his dad.

"Oh hello to you too buddy." The dog rubs against his owner and Yoongi bends down and pets Holly on her head. He gets a few pets in before Holly gets fed up and walks right back into the house without a care in a world. You two chuckle at the interaction. "God, it feels so good to be back." Your husband sighs and then looks back at you, his brown eyes staring down at you and he wraps his arms around your waist pulling you into a deep hug. You smell the musk of his cologne you got him for Christmas one year. It's a sense you'll never get tired of smelling from him. "I miss you." You mumble against his chest and you hear him hum and put his chin on top of your head. "No, you can't miss me the way I missed you." He says and you laugh before patting his back a little before you two pull away.

"At least you been eating, your cheeks are fuller." Yoongi frowns at your joke and he pokes his cheeks with both hands looking at you. "Are you trying to say I don't eat when I'm here?" He ask and you shake your head laughing when he fake gasp. Before he can say anything else Ji calls his name telling him to look as he goes under water and come back up saying rawr. After a while, You let Yoongi go and clean up Ji after playing outside for a couple of hours. When it's time for bed, your little bug didn't want to go to sleep, afraid that his dad wouldn't be here in the morning, but Yoongi told him that he would, and that he wasn't leaving any time soon.

"He missed me that much?" Your husband says when you two start getting ready for bed, you're standing in the bathroom with the door open taking off your earrings when you hear his question. "Yeah, he never stopped talking about you, even when I went over to my mom's house just to get him out the house he always wondered what you were doing." A small smile forms on Yoongi's lips, and you chuckle at his happiness.  When you walk over to the bed? Yoongi pulls you into his lap. "Have I ever told you I loved you?" He mumbles with a tilt of his head and you giggle at his question before nodding. "Yeah baby, you have."

"Well I love you."

"And I love you."

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Blue water |KSJ| prologue

Synopsis: For most of your life you lived it normally. Meeting great people, started a café, doing things you loved. Then there's seokjin who, for the most part isn't normal. Who goes through his day to day life wondering if he'll ever be normal. Then he meets you. And for some reason this lonely world isn't so lonely anymore.

paring: Seokjin + OC

genre: fluff

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Jin stares at you, his dark brown eyes moving at your every movement. The sun makes your skin glow under it as you kick the sand slightly when the cold saltwater hits your legs. But you’re happy, that little smile that he loves so much. That he wishes he had. And maybe that’s why Min comes out every now and again. Even though you fell in love with Jin sometimes he thinks that you didn’t, that you shouldn’t. But why? He wonders that too. “Jin? Love? Are you okay?” You say as you come up to him, Jin jumps a little, not knowing you were right there in front of him. He nods, small but he nods. “Are you sure?” You push again, your voice a light to push him into speaking again. Jin looks at you, and he nods before reaching out to you, pulling you down into his lap.

His arm wraps around your waist, his hand resting against your hip and you feel him put his head on in between the crook of your neck. As the wind blows against you both, you can’t help but smile. The Jin you met 3 years ago isn’t the Jin that is here right now, the man who never been in a relationship, who never could smile. And it took you two years to get this way, for him to be open. As you think about it, you wouldn’t have it any other way. “I love you.” You hear him mumble and it makes your heart skip a beat. You think this would be the first time Jin has ever said it on his own, without the help of Min. And that too makes you smile and lean your head against him. “I love you more.”

a/n: HI! i know it's not as long, but i also didnt want to give you a whole lot either, if you want to be added to this taglist let me know!

part 2

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Blue Water |KSJ|

Synopsis: For most of your life you lived it normally. Meeting great people, started a café, doing things you loved. Then there's seokjin who, for the most part isn't normal. Who goes through his day to day life wondering if he'll ever be normal. Then he meets you. And for some reason this lonely world isn't so lonely anymore.

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Paring: Seokjin + oc

Genre: smut, fluff, DID ( Dissociative Identity Disorder) angst, strangers to lovers

Parts: N/A

001: Prologue

002: Yellow

003: Brown eyes

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PART 18.

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series masterlist.

series summary: you and chan get matched up on a forum for people who suffer with insomnia and spent most of your sleepless nights texting each other. neither of you expected to fall in love..

pairing: bang chan x reader

tags: smau, written part, fluff

It only takes about five seconds before your phone starts vibrating in your hand with an incoming call.

'Hi handsome,' you answer cheerfully as you follow Ava through the crowd.

'What do you mean you're here?' Chris asks without greeting you. His voice sounds hoarse and you wonder if it's from singing for over two hours or if he's fighting off his emotions. 'You're just messing with me, right?'

'I'm here and I'm not messing with you, I'm not that cruel,' you chuckle. 'Ask Jeongin if you don't believe me.'

The other side of the line is quiet for a moment.

'AYEN-AH!' Chris yells, but it sounds muffled. He probably covered the microphone with his hand and you're grateful for his thoughtfulness. Your ears are still ringing from the concert.

A conversation in rapid Korean that you can't understand follows, but you just keep the phone to your ear as Ava leads you through a hallway.

'Where are we going?' You ask her when a security guard opens a door for the two of you when Ava shows him something on her phone.

Your best friend flicks her brown curls over her shoulder and smirks at you. 'You're not the only one with connections, sweetie.'

You raise your eyebrows at her in question, but she just winks at you and continues walking.

‘Y/N, are you still there?’ Chris his voice sounds normal again.

‘I'm here,’ you smile.

You still can't quite believe you're actually here, in Korea, about to meet the guy you've been talking to for months. The guy you've basically been dating long distance.

‘Where are you? I'll send someone to come get you.’

‘I think Ava is already ahead of you, we got let into some secret hallway by a security guard.’

Chris huffs something in Korean and you laugh even though you have no idea what he just said.

‘I know, don't we have awesome friends?’

This time Chris laughs as well. ‘We do, but I’m still going to beat up Jeongin for letting me worry for hours while he knew you were coming.'

‘Are you happy though?’ You ask, biting your lip when a sliver of doubt creeps in. ‘I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but I really wanted to-’

‘Y/N,’ Chris interrupts you. ‘The only reason I don't have you in my arms yet, is because I have no idea where in the venue you are.’

A blush creeps up your cheeks and butterflies swarm your stomach.

‘I'm very happy, but I’m also nervous,’ he continues. ‘I've been thinking about this moment for weeks and now it's suddenly here.’

‘I know,’ you whisper. ‘I've been a nervous wreck all day. I forgot to be nervous during the show though, it was truly amazing.’

‘Yeah? You liked it?’

‘Y/N, we're here!’ Ava yells from ahead of you. ‘Hurry up.’

You take a deep breath and fasten your pace.

‘Guess we're about to meet Chrissie, are you ready?’

a/n: thank you guys so much for your continued love on this fic, it means soooo much to me!! sorry this is a bit short, but i wanted to give ya'll something to read while I work on writing the meeting hehe (THEYRE ABOUT TO MEET EEEEEKKKK <3)

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wooyoung as random texts from pinterest

notes: some of them are kind of suggestive?? barely

requests open: texts / reactions / oneshots / whatever tbh