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더 깊이 빠져들겠지 더 조금씩 더 조금씩 넌...

you don't know how to give a hickey.. what are friends for if not to help each other with these things?

pairing: bff!felix × gn!reader

wc: 4.3k

content: nonidol au, fluff, not rly smut but suggestive (mdni pls), shy/inexperienced reader, hickeys (duh), reader is like slightly germophobic idk, a lot of teasing, no use of y/n

a/n: i am so delusional i need to bite this mans neck badly. and yes this is my username. yes it's the loona song. lol

[also read on ao3]

part 1 | part 2

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God, you should have just kept your mouth shut.

“You don't know how to give a hickey?”

You shake your head and cover your face, hiding from Felix, who's sitting next to you on his bed.

“Wait, really? Like you've never even tried it on yourself?” he asks.

“No?! What, people actually do that?” Your hands lower slightly to reveal your eyes widening.

He breathes out a laugh and you hit his arm. “It's not funny!”

“It's kind of funny.”

“Shut up. I just— like— I never… whatever.” He poorly conceals a teasing smile. “Shut up or you're literally not getting any cinnamon rolls tomorrow. In fact, lemme ask Hannie if he wants your extras.” You pull out your phone.

Before you can do anything, Felix swiftly moves closer to you, his hand pushing yours down. “Whoa, whoa, hey.. that's a little drastic, yeah? Have I ever told you how much I love and appreciate you? ..And your cinnamon rolls?” He smiles sweetly, batting his eyelashes at you.

You grumble but drop the phone and shake his hand away, pursing your lips to fight a smile. The two of you fall into a comfortable silence.

…And then Felix ruins it.

“But you've kissed people before, right?”

You look at him incredulously. “Did I not say to shut up??” you shriek.

“Is that a no?” He giggles. He fucking giggles. You want to punch his pretty face.

“Lee Felix Yongbok I will smite you down right here where you stand if you don't—”

He puts his hands up in surrender. “Okay wait, sorry, I didn't mean it like that! I just mean, it's kind of like the same thing, you know?”

“The same as what? Giving a h-hickey?” You can't help but stutter a little.

“Yeah like it's… I'll show you.”

Felix suddenly moves so he's in front of you and gently grabs your arm. He'll show you?! Literally what. What the hell. You let out a small squeak and instinctively lean away from him.

“Relax, I just meant here,” he touches your arm. “Is that okay?”

You stare at him.

“...Or I could show it on myself but I thought it might be better to feel it? Or I don't have to do it at all of course,” he says quickly.

Oh. It takes a second but the gears in your head start slowly turning enough to respond.

“Oh.” Well, okay, that wasn't as much of a response as you meant to give.

Felix laughs softly and pulls his hand away from your arm. “Sorry, it's too weird, right? No worries.”

But wait, you're actually curious. And isn't it better to figure it out before you inevitably make a fool out of yourself in front of someone else? It makes you a bit nervous but… you're comfortable with Felix. “No, wait, you can uh... show me…?”

His eyebrows raise for a second but then he smiles. “You sure?”

You nod. You still feel a little dazed and you're not really cognizant enough to actually do anything but watch him as he moves closer again. Your arm must feel like a dead weight but he lifts it up and lowers his head, placing a chaste kiss on your inner wrist. “This okay? Usually you um... start with kissing.”

“O-Oh, okay, yeah..” you murmur. What is this sudden weird atmosphere? Maybe you're the only one feeling it. Felix doesn't seem too phased, but you can feel your heart pounding in your chest. Shit, can he feel your pulse right now? You really hope not.

He flashes a shy smile and places another kiss there, and another a little higher, and another, and it feels way too intimate and sends shivers up your spine. Slowly, he moves up your forearm, stopping right before your elbow.

“So… then.. you just wanna like... suck,” he says before doing just that, right below the crook of your elbow.

Oh. It feels weird. You must have made a noise or something because he looks up at you through dark lashes, a smile playing on the corners of his lips. You swallow. What the actual hell is happening right now?

After holding excruciating eye contact for what feels like an eternity, he lets his eyes close. Thank god, because it was making your chest feel tight and weird. You continue to stare as he continues kissing and sucking at your arm, face absolutely burning at the strange sensation.

You've literally lost the freaking plot. You just sit there, no semblance of time passing. After about twenty seconds? Twenty minutes? It literally could have been either — he finally pulls away, with a final kiss and light drag of his teeth against your skin.

You hold your breath as he sits up and gently maneuvers your arm so you could see the fruits of his labor. He clears his throat. “Um, so… it's starting to show up. See?” he says a little breathlessly.

You nod, unsure what to say when your best friend literally just sucked a hickey onto your arm. A very platonic hickey. Okay. This is fine. This is totally normal right? It must be or he wouldn't have offered. ..Right? You stare down at the bruise starting to blossom on your arm and finally chance a glance at Felix, but he also has his head down, staring at your arm.

Suddenly as if on cue, his head jerks up. When he sees you looking at him he grins. “Cool, right? How does it feel?”

“Weird…” you mumble. How can he be so nonchalant about this? You want to strangle him.

He nods. “It might be a little sensitive for a bit.” He runs his fingers lightly over the reddening area and you immediately see what he means. It feels tender and tingly under his touch. You shiver. “So.. you think you get how to do it now?” he asks.

“Um… yeah, I mean, maybe?”

“Do you wanna try?”

“Try? What, on… on your arm?!”

A slight blush creeps up his face and he shrugs. “Sure, or wherever… my arm, or my neck since that's where it's usually…”

You feel your face heat up as well. “I…”

“I just thought, if you wanna like, practice? But of course you don't have to.” He looks away and shrugs again, seeming a little embarrassed for suggesting it.

You open and close your mouth over and over again like a fish. Like a stupid dumb fish who somehow got itself reeled into this crazy situation. But honestly, the more you think about it, the offer to practice is tempting. When would you get another opportunity like this? Probably never. And… you trust Felix more than anyone else.

“...Is it really okay?” you ask hesitantly.

Felix looks up, blinking a few times before smiling. “Of course. I mean, it's only fair since I did it on you,” he laughs softly. He seems happy but also a little surprised that you actually appeared to be agreeing to his offer. Honestly, you're surprised too.

“Right, um…” you mumble. You shuffle a little closer to him. His hand slides down from your elbow to your hand, rubbing gentle circles on the back of it with his thumb. To reassure you, you think. It's a sweet gesture.

You lean in slightly towards his neck, deciding that if you do it here, you can hide your face from him and avoid any eye contact. “Um, can I...? Where should I…?”

You're so close to him. You can hear his breath catch a little before he points to the side of his neck with his free hand. “Around here,” he says, his voice somehow getting impossibly lower.

You swallow, the reality of the situation suddenly sinking in. As you lean in further you bite your lip, anxious. You need to break this tension somehow. You just can't do this right now. “Um.. um… do you wash your neck?” you blurt out.

Felix leans back a little. “Do I... do I wash my neck? That's what you're worried about?” he laughs.

“Some people probably don't!” you exclaim. Then you sigh. “Ugh, s-sorry, that's stupid, right? You literally licked my arm,” you let out a nervous laugh. “I just— I don't know. It feels icky. Germs.”

He hums. “You're not stupid.” A pause. “But, I can proudly say I do wash my neck.” He presses his lips together, clearly suppressing another laugh and you just know he's about to tease you. “Wow, how do you even kiss people if you're this worried about germs?”

“Shut up,” you grumble, leaning back into his neck a little to hide your face, your breath hot on his neck. He inhales sharply and seems surprised and, you think, a little panicked?

You instantly pull away. “Felix, are you sure?” You chew on your lip. Is this a bad idea after all?

“Yeah, I-I... yeah, of course,” he says, a little breathless, but you're not entirely convinced. You start to move away fully but he quickly grabs your arm again. “No.. no, wait. Please,” he whispers. You see him visibly try to relax, taking a deep breath in and out. “It's okay. I promise. I was just caught off guard.”

“Sorry,” you whisper.

“No, no, you're good, you're fine. It was me.” Felix clears his throat and rubs your arm reassuringly.

You take a deep breath. “Okay… so.. here?” You lean back in to where you were previously, breath hitting his neck.

He swallows, and you see it because his Adam's apple bobs up and down right in front of your face. What the fuck. “Yeah. Just go slow and… you can start with kissing if you want. Don't overthink it,” he mumbles, sounding more like he's reminding himself of something.

You nod and slowly, so slowly, you lean in the rest of the way and press your lips to his neck.

You expected him to remain still but a small breathy noise escapes him and he leans his head further back, exposing more of his neck in the process. You swear you can feel his pulse thrumming under your lips. “Good... um.. yeah, just... kiss a little bit and then suck. You can use your tongue, too,” he says, his voice barely above a whisper, but you can feel the vibrations against your lips when he speaks. What the fuck.

Your head feels fuzzy. You hesitantly place a kiss on his neck, and then another a little higher, and another, until you reach an area you're satisfied with. You almost want to pull away but remember Felix's words. Right. Just try not to overthink it…

He pulls a breath in through his teeth when you press an open-mouthed kiss and start sucking gently. At the same time, your tongue darts out almost automatically and touches his skin.

You feel him swallow thickly. “Y-You gotta… harder…” he murmurs. “Or it won't mark.”

You hesitate. “Won't it hurt?”

He blinks hard and shakes his head slightly. “Don't worry… I-I'll tell you if it hurts, okay? Just try. Do it like I did.”

You nod and take a deep breath before trying again, this time in earnest, sucking harder and pulling his skin between your lips and even past your teeth.

“Yeah,” he breathes out, his grip on your arm tightening, “Like... like that. And you can.. use your teeth a little too.” His voice is getting thick, low, and raspy and, god, you feel a little dizzy.

But you want to please him, so you bite down softly and let your teeth run over the area. A quiet, high-pitched whine escapes his lips, and his hand shoots up to cover his mouth, body jerking back slightly. He suddenly seems to realize the noise he made and looks at you, wide-eyed.

You pull back again, a little breathless. “D-Did it hurt?” You really didn't think you bit that hard, but you can't hide the worry in your voice.

His hand drops from his mouth, face flushed and breathing labored. His eyes look a little dialed out. “No... no, it didn't.. hurt.” It seems like it takes all his strength just to say that. “Sorry, I just...” he takes a few more seconds to gather himself, “Um, kinda sensitive…”

…Sensitive? Oh. Oh. It was good. He liked it. You almost sigh in relief. But then… wait. He's sensitive there. He… Your brain isn't working. You find yourself leaning back in to his neck without thinking.

Felix doesn’t protest, just sits back, exposing more of his neck to you. You feel his body shudder when you lightly drag your teeth over the area before attaching your mouth more firmly and sucking at his skin.

He can’t stop the whimper from leaving his throat. “That feels really good.. you’re doing good,” he pants.

Your heart swells from the praise and you double down on your efforts. You hear him try to suppress another whimper but it’s more strained this time. It happens again and again, little noises and whines that you're not sure if he's even aware he's making. Every noise pulls and tugs at something in your stomach.

It feels intimate, so insanely intimate and you think you might combust on the spot if you go any longer. It's a bit nerve-wracking to pull away and face Felix but you force yourself to, licking your lips as you retreat.

Your eyes immediately widen at the sight in front of you. A pretty, deep pink bruise begins to blossom on his neck and your heart skips a beat at the realization that you did that to him.

Felix hasn't said anything. Is he upset? You chance a glance at his face and—

Oh. His eyes are closed and a faint sheen of sweat coats his flushed face, which is pulled taught in a mixture of bliss and something like pain. His chest is heaving, breath coming out in quick gasps. You stare at him, the only thought in your mind being: God, he's gorgeous like this.

He blinks rapidly and seems to finally come to. When he finally refocuses his gaze on you, he lets out a shaky exhale that turns into a weak laugh.

“...Good?” he asks.

Good? Good? Your head is spinning. It's not good. Nothing is good. Life is meaningless and everything you know exists on a floating rock spinning in the void and you think you're gonna pass out and never wake up. It's not good. It's fucking crazy. But you just mumble, “It's… showing up, I think…”

He raises an eyebrow. “That right? Let me see then.”

Felix grabs his phone and pulls up the camera, angling it so he has a clear view of his neck. He lets out a soft whistle, bringing his hand up to feel where the hickey is. You watch dumbly as he presses his fingers on it and lets out a shaky sigh. Then he looks at you and grins before throwing you a thumbs-up. “You did great. It's already pretty dark.”

You actually want to kill him. Your brain is melting and he's acting like this is the most normal afternoon of his life. Maybe it is. Does Felix do this type of thing often? The thought makes you shiver.

You throw your hands over your face. “I-I didn't mean for it to be that—like—ugh…”

His smile softens. “Hey, hey, you don't have to be embarrassed. It's…” he searches your face for a second and suddenly reaches over to gently pull your hands away. “It's not that bad. You did really good. Besides, it’s my neck, yeah?” His tone shifts to more of a teasing one, like he’s amused you’re overreacting a little. It just serves to frustrate you more.

You sigh. “Um… I really—it's really okay..?”

He nods. “Yeah, of course it is. It’s just a little mark, nothing serious.” He looks at you thoughtfully for a bit and you feel yourself getting flushed under his gaze. “You know.. you can try it again. If you want. Just to practice. Or for science, or whatever.” He laughs.

What. You’re stunned into silence. Science? You stare at him incredulously and he just grins back before leaning even further forward. This can't be your Felix. This is actually crazy.

Felix smiles at your dumbfounded expression. “…Come on.” He brings a hand up to your face and pokes at your cheek softly. “Do it again. Try a different spot. Make it darker.”

He's obviously teasing you. So you're flabbergasted when what comes out of your mouth is, “W-Where..?” Where? Literally what are you saying. Like, where is the nearest exit? Where has your own sanity gone? That's what you should be asking.

He shrugs. “Anywhere. The other side?” He points to the unmarked side of his neck. Then he pushes his shirt down slightly, revealing a sliver of his shoulder and collarbone before looking back at you, eyes expectant with a bit of an impish gleam. “Maybe.. here?” he mumbles.

Your head spins. Oh yeah, you're definitely gonna pass out. It's so over. Life and death and the universe… fucking craziness. You're falling. You're dying. Everything is melting. Nothing's real.

Oh wait, you're actually falling, your head plopping down on his shoulder as you let out an embarrassed groan.

You hear him laughing softly. “Someone's eager—”

You’re a bit confused but then your eyes focus on the place your head is now laying and—Oh god, you’re right where his shoulder and neck meet. Right where he just told you to suck a hickey. Great.

You instantly lift your head up, face burning. “No, I didn't—I wasn't trying to—”

He brushes the hair out of your face. “Hey, it's okay, I'm not forcing you or anything. Are you overwhelmed?”

“Um, yeah, but— y-yeah. Sorry.” God. How pathetic do you look right now?

“Don't apologize. I was just teasing. It makes sense to be overwhelmed. It's a new experience.” He sits back and laughs but there’s a bit of a nervous waver to it. “You're fine, seriously. Maybe we got a little carried away, huh?”

“Uhh— yeah….”

He gives you an apologetic look. “I'm sorry for being pushy. Let's just... just forget about the whole thing, yeah? Let's play some video games or something.” He clears his throat.

He's moving on but your head is still spinning. This really is the most normal afternoon for him, you think. Because how is he so chill? Your body is still buzzing with nervous energy and you can't just switch off and forget about it, can you?

You can't. “Uh— Uh, wait—...”

“...Yeah?”

You drop your head back down onto his shoulder. “Um… is it bad if I… kinda…”

You trail off and he doesn’t respond for a few seconds. You don’t dare move, waiting for something, anything. When he finally does say something his voice sounds strained. “Kinda what?” he asks quietly.

“Um.” Fuck. “Nevermind.” You go to draw back but Felix quickly places a hand at the back of your head, preventing any movement.

You hear him exhale quietly. “I don't mind, you know,” he whispers. “You can do it. If you... if you want to.” He slowly starts running his fingers through your hair. “If you wanna practice. The more you practice, the more comfortable you'll be with it, right?”

You hum against his shoulder, the justification mulling around in your head. Of course. Of course that's why you want to. For practice. For science.

He continues. “Yeah, do it. Uh, j-just, I mean— if you want. A-As practice. Try to… see how dark you can make it… or… ” For all the talk he was making before, he stutters now, and you can't help but find it a little endearing. Maybe he's actually a little nervous as well.

Fuck it. Who cares. You've lost the plot. You press your mouth against his skin, giving a few open-mouthed kisses before gently sucking at it.

You hear his breathing stutter and he shifts slightly. “Yeah, j-just…” he lets out a shaky sigh and presses his hand a bit more firmly on the back of your head, bringing you closer to him. The angle is still a bit awkward to reach, so without much thinking, you crawl slightly onto his lap.

“Oh,” he mumbles, his body goes tense for a second before relaxing again. He's completely still, like if he moves you’ll pull away, but eventually his fingers start running through your hair again. It isn't a particularly suggestive position, you're sitting back more towards his knees, but suddenly everything feels charged with tension.

You hear a low, almost imperceptible groan as you continue sucking lightly from the new angle. “You're doing really well,” he mutters encouragingly. “Just a little more… harder. And like, bite a little, remember?”

Right. You comply and bite down a little. Felix lets out a small whine, hand tightening in your hair. “Good… uh, just like that..” he mumbles. “You can try moving a little more, if you want—”

You don't need to hear more, instantly moving your mouth higher up his neck without much thought. His fingers slide down until his hands are completely resting between your shoulder blades, pressing you closer. Shivers run down your spine where he touches and you attach your lips to the side of his Adam's apple.

“A-Ah…” a shaky moan escapes him, taking both of you by surprise. His hands suddenly jump down to grip your waist tightly. Oh. He seems much more sensitive here. You swear you're dizzy. Maybe you're dying. You think you’re fine with that honestly.

You want to bite him. You let your teeth sink into the skin a little. He lets out a shaky half-laugh, half-groan, tilting his head back and pulling you towards him. “Y-You learn quickly.” A deep pink flush runs high on his cheeks, and his breaths are unsteady. You’ve never seen him like this, so undone, and it's making you feel powerful. You want more.

You decide to give in to that and bite down harder, feeling his body jerk. He moans, breathy, and whispers, “Oh. Yeah. Yeah, that feels so good.” One of his hands moves to the back of your neck, fingers gently grasping the base of your hair. His thumb brushes up against your earlobe and for some reason it sets tingles off all down your spine.

…Does it really feel that good? You can't help but wonder. It mostly just felt weird on your arm but you suppose that's different. Different from your. Neck. Oh fuck, now you're thinking about it. His mouth on your neck. His mouth on your neck. You're floating. You're crashing. Everything is cool. Everything is burning.

Your brain is practically short-circuiting and you start sucking on the same spot before pulling back just enough to bite down and suck at it again, this time a little harder.

His breath stutters and you feel his head tilt to give you more access. There's another small gasp that comes out as a strained “Fuuuck…” when you continue. You think you're actually delirious at this point.

Then, “W-wait..” he says urgently, his chest heaving. His hand that was on your neck slides down to grab your shoulder now.

“That's… good. We should.. stop. I…” he pants heavily.

You pull away instantly. “O-Okay. Yeah. Sorry.” You feel restless, fidgety, more than just from nerves.

“No, you're fine, god. It's me. I'm getting too…” he shakes his head. “You did really good, I…” He presses his hands against his eyes and takes a few deep, slow breaths.

When he drops his hands he seems mostly back to normal. “Um.” He laughs a little. “We, uh… how's it look?”

You stare at his neck and shoulder. Oh, fuck. In truth, it looks fucking insane. Like he got mauled or something. Oh my god. That was you. What came over you?

He raises an eyebrow at your silence. “Guess I gotta see for myself,” he says and places his hands on your waist to lift you up and off of his lap. As if you weigh literally nothing. What the fuck.

With your head still reeling at how he lifted you like you're nothing, you don't really notice him reaching for his phone to see himself until you hear him suck in a breath.

“Wow… I'm gonna get so many comments tomorrow.”

“What?!” you shriek. Oh god. Of course it'll take a few days to fade. You hadn't even thought about that. The light mark on your arm is easy to brush off as nothing but the rosy hues on his neck are unmistakable.

He laughs. “I'm just kidding. I'll have to.. cover it with makeup I guess. Don't worry.”

“You better…” you mumble, embarrassed.

He hums. “Hmm… Well it isn't really fair... What should I do…” He leans in, studying your flushed face. “Wanna match?” he says with a cheeky grin.

“What?? Felix!”

“I'm joking! Jeez…” He pokes your cheek. “Unless all this blushing isn't just from embarrassment and you're actually into this?”

Your face is positively burning. “Shut up. You're annoying as hell,” you grumble.

He gasps dramatically. “After I gave up my sanctity for you to practice on me? This is how you treat me?”

You can't help but giggle at his dramatics but you quickly steel your expression and glare at him equally as dramatically.

You're really grateful everything seems to be normal on his end. You're trying your best to act the same, but in truth, you feel like a fucking mess. His joking comment about you being into this… No, definitely not. There's no way. It's probably just because it's your first time doing this with anyone, so of course it's going to feel crazy and weird and confusing. Right? Yeah. But still. Even long after the two of you move on, playing video games and hanging out like normal, you can't shake the feeling that something's weird. Something shifted. You don't know what the fuck it is though. You just try not to think about it.

How are you actually supposed to go back to normal after this?

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a/n: so on a scale of 1 to 10 how painfully obvious is it that i've never given a hickey in my life.

no but um haha any feedback good or bad would be super appreciated!! pls leave a like or reblog if u enjoyed it makes me so happy. tysm for reading <3

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안녕하세요. 슈가 입니다. 부끄러운 마음으로 여러분께 사과의 말씀을 다시 드리고자 합니다. 저의 잘못된 행동으로 팬 여러분 그리고 저를 사랑해 주시는 모든 분들께 실망과 상처를 드린 점 아주 깊이 사과드립니다. 그간 제가 받은 사랑에 걸맞은 행동으로 보답드려야 한다는 책임감을 잊고 큰 잘못을 저질렀습니다. 8월 6일 밤 저는 음주 후 전동 스쿠터를 타고 인도로 주행한 잘못을 저질렀습니다. 또한 지난 7일 성급하게 올린 첫 번째 사과문으로 인해 많은 혼란을 드려 죄송합니다. 더 깊이 생각하고 신중했어야 했는데 그러지 못했습니다. 모두 제 잘못입니다. 저의 경솔함이 저를 아껴주시는 모든 분들을 힘들게 하고 있습니다. 다시는 잘못된 행동을 하지 않도록 노력하고 뉘우치며 살아가겠습니다. 이번 일로 인해 저는 멤버들, 팬분들과 같이 만든 소중한 추억에 커다란 흠을 내고 방탄소년단의 이름에 누를 끼쳤습니다. 멤버들과 팀에 피해를 입히게 되어 표현하기 어려울 정도로 너무나도 미안하고 괴로운 마음입니다. 언제나 저를 믿어준 멤버들이 저로 인해 힘든 시간을 겪게 돼 미안합니다. 그리고 저를 지지하고 응원해 주신 팬분들께서 느끼셨을 실망감 또한 너무나도 잘 알고 있습니다. 부족한 저에게 늘 과분한 사랑을 주셨던 팬분들께 죄송한 마음뿐입니다… 그 어떤 말로도 팬분들이 받으신 상처와 실망을 치유하기 어려움을 알고 있기에, 깊이 후회하고 하루하루 무거운 마음으로 반성하고 있습니다. 다시 한 번 저로 인해 상처 받으신 팬 여러분께 진심을 다해 사과의 말씀 올립니다. 향후 내려질 처분은 물론 비판과 질책을 달게 받겠습니다. 마지막으로, 사회적 물의를 일으키고 많은 분들에게 실망감을 드린 점 다시 한 번 진심으로 머리 숙여 사과 드립니다. (https://weverse.io/bts/artist/2-147914595)

Hello, this is SUGA.

With a sense of shame, I would like to offer my apologies to everyone once again. I deeply apologize for the disappointment and hurt I caused to all my fans and everyone who loves me due to my inappropriate behavior. I forgot the responsibility I have to act in a way that would be worthy of the love I have received till now and made a serious mistake.

On the night of August 6th, I made the mistake of riding an electric scooter on the sidewalk after drinking. I also apologize for the confusion caused by my hastily written first apology on the 7th. I should have thought more deeply and been more careful, but I failed to do so.

It is all my fault. My recklessness has caused distress to all who care about me. I will strive to ensure that I do not make such mistakes again and will continue living with remorse.

This incident has left a significant stain on the precious memories I have shared with the members and fans, and it has brought shame to the name of BTS. I am extremely sorry and my heart is torn by the fact that I caused such harm to the members and the team. I apologize for putting the members, who have always believed in me, through such a difficult time because of my own actions. I also fully understand the disappointment of the fans who have supported and cheered for me.

I am deeply sorry to the fans who have always given me more love than I even deserve… I know that no words could heal the wounds and disappointment that have set in your hearts, so I spend every day with deep regret and reflecting on what I have done as this event weighs on my conscience. Once again, I sincerely apologize to the fans who have been hurt by my actions.

I am willing to accept any further consequences or criticism that may come my way. Finally, I sincerely bow my head and apologize once more for causing a public disturbance and disappointing so many people.

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#240825 #suga #yoongi #weverse #post #bts #bangtan #pls stop apologizing #the ones feeling regret should be the media people

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artsquirrelb · 3 months

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'지금 이 순간 조차 더 깊이 너에게 떨어져 난'

Sorry for not doing linework...

(yes it's another queen of tears reference 😭🤚)

#akimitsu #persona 3 #mitsuru kirijo #akihiko sanada #art by me #persona 3 reload #persona 4 arena ultimax

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dailykyun · 4 months

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[240514] @OfficialMonstaX Twitter Update

몬베베 보고싶구나 형들 보고싶구나 다들 보고싶구나 사랑해요 깊이 깊이 #IM

I miss monbebes, I miss my brothers, I miss everyone. I love you deeply.

♡ Translation: dailykyun. Please take out with full credit.

#240514 #changkyun #monsta x #i.m #p: selca #p: twitter #twitter #selca #era: off the beat

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path777 · 8 months

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깊이 나른한 honeydew: kim mingyu the malewife that you are… some omo action at the end be warned. 1.2k

you didn’t think he was actually going to do it.

mingyu doesn’t see you at first; his back is turned towards you as he hums a tune, hands busy over the stovetop. the moment would’ve been funny if he didn’t actually look so good in it, his tanned golden skin in perfect complement with the pale pink straps of the apron stretching across his back. your gaze follows from his shoulders down to his back, his waist. what catches your eye, though, is the glint between his asscheeks, pink and inviting.

he turns around finally, and at the look in your eyes, begins to turn a delightful shade of red. mingyu’s hair is mussed, like he woke up not long before you did and rushed to prepare all of this. he doesn’t look at you, his face turned sideways as he clears his throat.

“good morning,” mingyu says. “i made breakfast. or i-i’m making breakfast.” he nods at the pan of eggs in his hands. you start walking towards him, wordless. not speechless — there were plenty of things you could think of to say to kim mingyu right now. he backs up accordingly, one step back as you take one step forwards, until there wasn’t any space left behind him.

“mingyu-ah,” you say, and you’re pressed right up against him as he holds the hot pan carefully away from you, “mingyu-ah.” you repeat, and even with your height difference you tilt his chin up by a finger, tracing that digit down the column of his throat, pressing over his adam’s apple. “my birthday isn’t for another few months, hm? you’ll spoil me.”

“i like it too, i-” mingyu sounds defensive, about to protest before your hand reaches his chest, cupping and groping at the muscle there. he lets out a soft noise, mouth closed and more lewd than it should have been. then he moves to turn away from you, that noise of pleasure turning into one of protest. “let me finish up here first.”

you grab him by the waist, pressing him back to position. there’s no resistance from mingyu as you manhandle him, only a soft oof as leans back again. “too late.” you say, leaning in to capture his lips in a searing kiss, lips quickly parting, tongues entangling as you reach a hand down to his cock, already chubbed up and bare underneath the thin fabric of the apron. it’s lewd, so lewd - the tent of the apron at his crotch, bringing the hem of it up by inches, all the way up to his upper thighs. “you know i have no self-control.”

“terrible,” mingyu mumbles against your lips, putting everything that was in his hands down and moving his hands to your hips. “just terrible.”

his grip tightens as you queeze at his tip, feeling dampness soak through. “hands,” you remind him, and they move to clutch at the edge of the counter obediently, “how long ago did you wake up?”

“mm, like- like an hour ago, ah-” he answers, voice breathy between whimpers. your hand rubs at his cock through the apron.

“and what did you do after that?” you coax. “used your fingers?”

mingyu nods, swallowing thickly. “three, and i was- it didn’t take too long… last night…” he drifts off, clearly embarrassed to say more.

your lips move down to the nape of his neck, open-mouthed kisses leaving your claim. “still loose from last night, hm? is that plug big enough?”

he whines then, almost like a squeak. “don’t,” the utterance of displeasure is followed by a tilt of his neck, giving you better access to that expanse of unmarked skin. “don’t tease.”

you smile against his neck. “turn around for me, princess,” you say, and he turns slowly, almost teasingly if not for his embarrassment, so that his hips are pressed against the counter.

your hands linger at the bow tied at his lower back, twirling at the ribbon with your fingers. mingyu turns his head to look back at you then, face flushed and eyes desperate. you don’t break eye contact with him as you reach down at a snail’s pace, taking hold of that shiny flared base of his plug. you pull on it slightly, with just enough force that it merely tugs on his rim, pink and puckered. “you’re tighter than i thought,” you say. “i’ll have to use a bigger size next time.” mingyu chokes, breaking eye contact as he turns back.

you move to pull the plug out fully this time. “relax, mingyu-ah,” you say, as the body of it leaves him with a wet pop, and he shivers at the sudden emptiness. his hole flutters, clenching around nothing as he leans down, elbows leaning onto the countertop. the meal he was planning is forgotten as you push the plug back into him, his whole body shoving forward with the force. you weren’t gentle and he moans, back arching as the plug fills him once again. “princess loves his plug, doesn’t he,” you say, forcing the plug in and out of him, pulling through and past his rim every time. “gets your hole so puffy, almost like a cunt.”

mingyu’s stuttering moans haven’t stopped, but at this his knees nearly give way, and you press up against him to keep him against the counter. the plug is shoved further inside him than before, and the continuous pressure against his prostate has him coming, the friction of his cock rubbing against the apron and the counter too much for him to take. “mmh-!” he tries to hold the whine in but a whimper escapes, biting down on his lips as he cums untouched, thick white dripping down from the inside of the apron and down his stomach.

“mingoo,” you coo, leaning in to bite at mingyu’s ear. “what happened?”

he seems overwhelmed, barely responsive as he only whimpers, small and breathy, “sensitive, from- from yesterday,” he’s wrecked, so wrecked - different from his usual stamina - “it was just a little massage,” you say, teasing again, “your cunt is sensitive today, hm?”

and he barely has time to respond before you’re at it again, this time taking the plug out before using your fingers, two at first then three, searching for a place in particular that’ll make him cry out your name.

“no-!” mingyu cries, but his hips are moving obediently, thrusting back in search for more stimulation. “no, i- feels weird, i need- i need-“ your other hand reaches around him to grab at his cock again, this time using the fabric of the apron to jerk him off.

“please, fuck, i need to go, wait i need to go need to go need to go-!” you feel the warmth spread over the fabric and your hand, the sound of mingyu’s moans - loud and obscene - underscored by the sound of him leaking, drops of gold hitting the floor. your fingers leave his insides with a wet noise, and what a sight mingyu is- pink apron absolutely soaked through, his ass used red and puffy. he sinks to the floor then with a whine, untying the apron on his own. he looks at you, eyes red and watery. “um, scrambled or what?” he sniffs.

“what?”

his voice is closer to the usual timbre now. “the eggs,” he clarifies. you laugh.

“go shower, mingyu. the eggs’ll be done when you are.”

#kim mingyu x reader #kim mingyu smut #mingyu x reader #mingyu x reader smut #seventeen x reader smut #for that person who was down bad from the snippet. x

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ecile · 6 months

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넌 흠뻑 잠겨 내게 깊이

맘 끝까지 Babe 차오르지

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keemzi · 4 months

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바다에게

바다야 잘지내니? 네 편지를 받고도 시간이 많이 지났는데, 그간의 일 때문에 연락을 하지 못했어. 여기서 편지를 보내면 너에게 가기까지 한 계절이 지날 것 같아서 이렇게 메일을 써.

양손엔 짐이 한가득이었던 서울을 떠나던 마지막 날, 눈이 소복하게 쌓인 거리를 서성이다 혹시나 해서 한 번 더 찾아본 우편함엔 네 편지가 있었어. 나는 그 편지를 한참이나 들고 담배를 피우다가 결국 뜯지도 못한 채로, 코트 안주머니에 깊이 묻어두곤 프라하 행 비행기를 탔단다.

어디까지 왔을까. 중국의 한가운데쯤을 건너고 있을까, 나는 너의 편지를 손에 쥐고 편지 끝의 모서리를 만지작거리다가 겨우 뜯어 읽기 시작했고, 옆에 앉은 이름 모를 외국인은 그것이 궁금하다는 듯이 뚫어져라 바라보곤 했지. 알아들을 것도 아니면서, 네 편지를 읽는 건 나의 특권처럼 느껴졌어.

그리고 금세 나는 너의 글에 몰입되어 버렸지. 네가 힘들었던 과거를 말하기까지 어떤 용기를 가졌을지, 감히 내가 가늠하지도 못할 만큼이나 힘들었을 너를 생각하니 마음이 아팠어. 그런 너의 이야기를 내가 들어도 되는 건가 싶은 생각이 따라와 이렇게 편지를 쓰기까지 많은 시간이 걸렸던 것 같아.

그동안 많이 힘들었겠다고, 전부 이해한다며 진부한 말들을 늘어놓고 싶지 않아서. 수천 마일이 떨어진 이곳에서 지내면서도 종종 너의 이야기에 빠져 나는 갖가지의 생각이 몰려오던 밤이 있었어.

이런저런 각자의 잘난 인생 속에서도 나는 내가 도무지 무엇을 쫓는 건지 알 수가 없었거든. 누구는 내 집 마련을 목표로 살고, 승진을 하고 또 누구는 결혼을 한다는 둥 여러 가지 소식 속에서 아무것도 가진 것이 없는 스물일곱을 지나오는 나를 떠올리면 ‘지금 대체 무얼 하고 있는 거냐?’라는 자조적인 물음을 스스로 묻곤 했지.

그런데 바다야. 살다 보니까 (그렇게 나이를 많이 먹은 것도 아니지만) 사람은 자꾸만 이겨내야 하나 봐. 그게 인간으로 태어났기에 끝내야 하는 숙제처럼. 해내야만 하나 봐. 삶은 자꾸만 엉뚱하고 지루하게 흘러가고 도대체 어떻게 살아가라고 하는 건지 가끔은 신이 있다면 탓을 하고 싶어져.

너도 알다시피 나는 살면서 꽤 많은 시간을 비관적으로 살아왔어. 내 인생은 이미 엎질러진 물이라 다시 쓸어 담을 수 없다고. 그게 내 인생이라고 생각하면서도 마음 한구석엔 일말의 희망을 기다렸었어. 그게 어떻게 생겼는지, 어떤 효과를 가져올지, 한 번도 맛본 적도 없으면서.

여기 와서 하나하나 다 설명하지 못할 힘들고 복잡한 일이 많았어. 그럼에도 여름이 오면 다 나아질 것이라고, 여름을 걸고 넘어져 보자고 그냥저냥 떠다니는 해파리처럼 살아온 지 자그마치 반년이야. 전부 다 포기하고 돌아갈까 싶었을 무렵, 누가 나에게 그러더라.

지현 씨, 나는 우주를 믿어. 그러니 믿는 신이 없더라도 자신이라는 우주에게 빌어. 그럼 다 나아져.

하고 말이야. 그 사람의 말에 묘하게 강렬한 힘을 얻었어. 어쩌면 나를 잘 알지도 못하는 사람이 그렇게 말하는 데에는 답이 있을 거라고 믿고 싶었을지도 모르지. 그래서 이따금 그 말을 믿어보기로 했단다.

그 이후로 포기를 멀리하고 머리를 써. 뇌가 너덜너덜해질 때까지 내가 할 수 있는 최대치를 생각했어. 잠을 자지 못했고, ��을 잘 먹지 못하고서 연락도 다 끊고 내가 할 수 있는 일에 집중하다 보니 나는 왜 항상 나쁜 패만 뒤집어쓸까 하고 생각하던 비관들이 사라졌어. 지난 과거의 무를 수 없는 일들은 내가 아무리 노력해도 결국 나에게 일어날 일들이었고, 그걸 견뎌내는 것이 나에게 주어진 숙제였겠지.

바다야, 삶의 순리대로 내가 흘러갈 수 없다면 나는 내 편안한 마음이 더 낫다고 생각하며 금세 돌아갈 거야. 나는 마음이 편해. 결혼하지 않아도 자유로울 것이고, 예쁘지 않아도 만족할 테고. 내 과거에 어떤 아픔이 있었던 간에 나는 이겨내고 편안한 사람이 될 거야. 나는 나라는 우주를 믿으니까.

그러니까 내가 하고 싶은 말은, 너에게도 많은 희망이 분명 있을 거야. 나보다 더 잠재적이고 화려한 희망 같은 거 말이야. 우리가 어떻게 살아가게 될지 아무도 점지하지 못했더라도 나는 너 안에 네가 가진 우주가 다 편안하게 만들 것이라고 믿어. 네가 믿지 않더라도 내가 너의 우주를 믿을게

그렇게 한 계절 한 계절, 나이를 지금보다 더 먹게 되면 우리가 잘했다고 웃게 될 거야.

누구보다 더 항상 네 행복을 바라. 편안한 행복을 말이야.

언제가 될 진 모를 기약없는 그런 날을 위해 나도 그때까지 열심히 살아볼게. 너도 잘 살아가는거야.

내 답장을 기다렸을지 모르겠지만, 너에게 꼭 하고 싶었던 말이었나 봐. 마음 속에 담아두었던 이야길 하고 나니까 불안함도 잠시 나아진 기분이야. 자주 오는 카페에 앉아 두번째 커피를 시키면서 너에게 편지를 써. 거기도 밤이 늦게 찾아오는지, 변한 건 없을 지 궁금한게 많지만 이만 줄일게. 안녕!

P.s 아, 나는 프라하에서 베를린으로 도망쳐 왔어. 곧 여름이 오니까 말이야.

그리고 정말 마지막으로 생일 축하해! 이 말이 너무 늦어서 미안해. 한국에 가서 우리가 만나게 된다면 그간 못챙겼던 몇 해의 생일을 기념하며 케이크와 맥주를 마시자.

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