#3tanextras

[kithtaehyung]

drabble: first one pairing: 3tan!yoongi x reader(f) rating/genre: pg ; fluff ; three tangerines au note: uhh. surprise and happy holidays LOL. based on this ig reel sent in the discord multiple times, this little slice is gonna kickstart the "3tan does sm" mini series! basically this little ongoing collection will have all the drabbles/requests based on social media things y'all send in. if it inspires me, i'll make a drabble or something out of it hehehe. enjoy! warnings: nothing big. just 3tan yoongi lol links: three tangerines mlist ; masterlist drop date: december 28, 2023, 7:07pm est word count: 1.1k

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In the middle of winter, you decide that tonight is the perfect time to try something new. 

Which leaves Yoongi confused as hell because this attempt requires him to be outside in the freeze, when the two of you were just bundled up in blankets and watching a movie minutes ago. 

But he can scold your lack of attention span and tendency to watch videos during long movies later. 

“What am I doing?” 

Placing him on one spot of the sidewalk just outside his apartment, you urge, “Just, hold on. Stay right there.” 

“Huh?” 

Giggling, you give no other instructions, instead rushing forward to bring your phone to a nearby bench. When you set it down to see what the camera catches, you determine that you look fine enough, so you tell Yoongi—who is simply standing there and still looking devastatingly handsome—what you wanna do. “Okay, pull up the video I sent you.” 

“Shouldn’t we go back inside?” 

“Yes, yes, after this.” 

When you walk up, he pulls up the link, and you both watch as people run to their partners and rush them out of frame, spinning them around or chasing them away. 

Ever consistent, Yoongi is both unfazed and wondering what goes on. “What’s the goal of this again?” 

Shrugging, you’re just happy he’s not tugging you back indoors yet. “I don’t really know, but. I just wanna see how you do it.” 

“Mm…” He looks one more time, cementing his answer with the way he smushes his lips. “Fine.” 

“You’ll do it?” 

“Uh huh. But this is just for you.” 

Right. Because of course this can't be seen anywhere else. Your smile is rueful with a tinge of holiday hope, “I know.” 

And Yoongi’s expression carries the same weight. 

Maybe one day this conversation will be a lot different. Just like the way your quick stay at his place while your brother is at a work dinner will prove a lot longer of a night. One day. 

Maybe.

Cheering yourself up, you practically bounce back to where the bench is, slipping a bit with a tiny “whoops” before reaching out to press record. Backing up onto the sidewalk, you throw up peace signs, poses, do a few different filler moves until Yoongi does his part. 

But nothing happens. 

And no one appears by your side. 

So you turn to see if he actually left but goddamn it is he recording you? “What the!” 

Yoongi just laughs as you kick your head back in laughter, and stops holding his phone up. “So cute.” 

Damn it, he can’t give you this fluttering feeling while being annoying! “Focus!” 

Groaning, you turn your recording off and then back on again, repeating some of the same things for the camera and shuffling a little in place to warm up. Because it is freezing and this idea could have waited another season or two. 

And when you look to the side after a pause, Yoongi is recording again. 

You bend forward to shield from the chill, your yell echoing throughout the small little courtyard, “Yoongi!” Does he have to keep grinning like that? There’s no time for prolonging this even more! “I cannot with you right now.” 

After another attractive huff of amusement, he keeps going, “I can’t help it! You’re being adorable.” 

Well. At least Yoongi’s having his fun. If anything, he’s stalling because he doesn’t wanna do whatever challenge this is. So you can drop it. “Ugh… Never mind, we can go inside.” 

After grabbing your phone, you walk up to him again before he stops you. And you think it’s because you were about to slip once more, but his low tone gets you to see his face under those locks. 

“Nah, we can do it.” When you give him a pouting frown, his teeth shine. “Serious!” 

Easily placated, you’re back to grinning. “Okay, for real this time! It’s cold!” 

“I know! You didn’t even let me get my beanie!” 

Laughing out your guilt, you warn him over your shoulder, “If you run into me, you better not knock me over.” 

“I won’t, doll.” 

“Okay!” Placing your phone down for hopefully the last time, you hit record, seeing yourself sigh before gingerly walking back to the sidewalk. 

In hindsight, maybe it wasn’t the best idea to try and get Yoongi to do this. It’s colder than hell’s deepest frost at this point, and some snow is still falling from darkened skies. 

But all the little reactions in the videos looked too cute, and you are genuinely curious to see what he’s gonna do. So even through your poses, you brace yourself. Is he gonna run in for a hug? Is he gonna rush you off with a big warm embrace? 

…Is he really not gonna do anything?

Feeling a little bad, you drop the cute poses and turn. 

Only to feel him right at your side, gathering you with a soft, strong arm and leading you down the sidewalk. 

Well, damn.

The gesture is so him that, for a second, you genuinely think that he saw something and led you out of harm’s way on instinct. But as you look around, you don’t see anyone else in the wintry courtyard besides the two of you. 

“What’s wrong?” 

Your vision flicks away from the lighted trees dotting the area. “Oh, nothing, I was just…” 

“Wanna run it back? If we do let’s go somewhere else. It’s icy right there.” 

Blinking, you see his eyes full of pure curiosity and attentiveness. 

And suddenly you wanna go back inside for a completely different reason other than warmth. 

“That felt perfect,” you whisper, eyes lowering to his ever inviting lips. “Lemme check it.” 

Leaving his cozy side, you go back and retrieve your chilly phone, stopping the recording that you are relieved you successfully started. Both you and Yoongi watch as you play the full thing, and after he leads you out of frame, your jaw drops. 

“Oh, my god. This beats all the ones I’ve seen.” 

“Really?” 

“Damn… Now I’m actually sad I can’t post this.” When you laugh, it’s not all joyful. Turning to him, you pretend to be mad. “Why are you so cool?” 

Huffing small, Yoongi looks up and around you before giving your cheek a kiss, and your knees weaken at how tender it is. “Send it to me,” he murmurs. 

“You want it, too?” 

“Mm.” 

“Okay.” 

“Just a little longer, babe.” He gives you another peck on your very cold nose. Then both cheeks. And your forehead. 

All while you’re out in the open where anyone could witness. 

Just his willingness to amuse you was already perfect. Yoongi didn’t need to do any of that, and he certainly didn’t need to be so charming with his stylistic choice. But he did it all anyway while freezing his pretty ass off.

And his next words make your chest yearn to stay with him—for every holiday season and silly trend that comes around. 

“Then this’ll be the first one of us we post.”

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fin. :)

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🌨️ what do we feel! i needed this little drabble :')) 🌨️

a/n: did i mean for this to be a full blown drabble? no! was this the video that bo originally sent me that i flailed over? no! but it's the reel i saw and apparently had been sent in the server multiple times. so here we are with a surprise hahaha.

enjoy your holidays, everyone! and if you have anything social media related that 3tan reminds you of - or you can see the 3tan crew doing - send them in and maybe i'll get inspired again. :D this didn't take me long at all and i wanted to do it, so no worries about extra work!

a/n 2: 3tan12 is going strong alongside the holiday fics! should be posting teasers and taglists for those, too. very very excited for all of them mwahaha

🌨️ links: three tangerines mlist ; masterlist

[threetangerines]

3tan yoongi: ass or tits?

Yoongi (reads): Oh, these are the.. Okay. Yoongi (looks up): Ass. Yoongi: Really, either. But. Yoongi (shrugs): Ass.

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3tan ask/tell explicit requests: open!

[kithtaehyung]

｡･:* 7:17, an ongoing 3tan collection ☽༓･*

➛ 17 months until june 2025. 17 slices of 3tan.

🍊drabbles: one | two | three | four | five | six | seven | eight | nine | ten | eleven | twelve | thirteen | fourteen | fifteen | sixteen | seventeen

🍊first drop: february 2024

hello, loves. i had so much relaxing, pure fun writing the latest 3tan drabble, and in the process had an idea. after a lot of deliberating, i have come to the decision to create this little collection.

so!! starting february, each month until yoongi recompletes the group in june 2025, we'll have a little slice or drabble of 3tan to look forward to (angst, humor, fluff, smut - anything goes.) that's 17, with june 17th being the last drop until he's back with all of us again on june 21st, 2025. hope you all enjoy, whether you're here for all of them or a few🍊

more links: three tangerines ; 3tan m.list ; m.list

[kithtaehyung]

ryen is this canon 3tan yoongi talent?

https://www.instagram.com/reel/Cvrshx3smOq/?igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

now i need a hundred plushies from him 😭 he's not going anywhere 😭

“What the fuck?”

He’s laughing. You just witnessed him effortlessly grab a third plushie from a clearly rigged claw machine and he’s laughing!

“No, seriously, this is some wizard shit,” you accuse, unblinking as he bends to grab his prize before wiggling it in triumph. “How are you so good at this?”

“I’m good at everything.”

Your scoff mixes with his mirth as you spin on your heel, arms now chock full of stuffed cats and one cute little frog.

But despite not wanting to further inflate the hot air balloon that’s his ego, you’re so in awe that you can’t help but comment,

“I’ve never seen someone do that before.”

“Yeah?” Beside you, Yoongi fetches something in his pocket. “Not even your brother? I think he got something from that one once.”

“Really?”

“Oh, wait. No, that was me again.”

And the gloater of the century secures his spot.

“I’m so tired of you.”

“Wait, wait,” he huffs out. “Look real quick.”

“Huh?”

As you turn his way, you only get a split second to recognize the phone in his long fingers.

Aimed right at you.

Did he just—

Your reaction should be words, like telling him to stop, or reminding him that he shouldn’t be doing anything much less taking a picture.

But what comes out instead is a blubbering, fumbling mess, and you lunge for the phone right before he backs up, grin stretching his face in the most devilish way.

“Yoongi—!”

“Hmm?”

“What are you—”

“So cute.”

He’s still holding the phone oh god it’s a video?

“Are you recording?”

His burst of laughter gives him away, and the butterfly wings tickling your stomach make you join him, even though you’re hyper hyper hyperaware of your surroundings now.

You don’t even know where the two of you stumble to, but you’re determined to not let him get away, bright colors and lights filling the night on all sides.

Finally, you clutch his hand as you squeeze all the plushies under an arm. “Give it!”

“No!”

“Yes!” You plead through a smile as you yank it from his hand.

But when you look at the screen, you discover that the video wasn’t even being recorded. Because the red button is still sitting there untouched.

…Why are you a tad disappointed?

Yoongi’s voice comes out soft,

“I know we can’t, doll.”

And he sounds a tad disappointed, too.

Still staring at the phone, you make a decision. A quick one. A small one.

But one you make purely for him.

Switching to Photo Mode, you raise the phone up high, scrunching your face against the mini bunch of stuffed animals before capturing this moment.

And it’s not until you hand his device back to him that you realize.

Holy shit.

You really just took a selfie with Yoongi’s phone.

“Keep it,” you whisper. “Or don’t, whatever.”

He’s just staring at you, device almost limp in his hand as he stands there.

“You.. You okay?”

“Come here.”

You’re pulled in before you can question further, a chaste but full kiss planted on your lips before you’re left to your own two feet again.

“Let’s go find them,” he leads, voice low. “I think they’re almost done with the ride.”

“K,” you oblige, shyly following his sure strides and straightened back.

Smiling against a fluffy stuffed cat when you see that he’s still looking at his phone.

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3tanslices: mini-scenarios!

series: three tangerines

[kithtaehyung]

3tan slice:

yoongi watching reader get ready 🍊

stopppp i love this :((( this is for the 3tan yoongi and irl yoongi missers (at least, one of the things i have planned<;333)

"How about this one?"

Oh, you're back already. Adjusting his arm, Yoongi lifts his head to check his phone screen, wondering if you're gonna pass up this next dress too despite him liking the hell out of it.

"Is that new?"

Your smile is truly one of his favorite things.

"Yeah! Got it when I went shopping with Yuri. Well. She made me get it."

When you pout, do you know how it affects him?

Yoongi just huffs through his nose, settling into the crook of his elbow and letting the warmth of afternoon coat his shoulder. Casting a quick look out his blinds, he wishes you were here instead, coming in and out of another closet that comes to mind.

"Is it bad? Damn."

"Huh?" Shit, he never answered out loud. "Nah, that's the one."

"Oh, okay. You didn't say anything."

Still his problem. A million thoughts, with nowhere to go. "Sorry, doll. Just thinking."

You're in the middle of undressing offscreen, which is yet another thing he finds incredibly endearing. He can only see one of your elbows peek into the frame as you question,

"Work again?"

"You," he corrects, full of sleepiness and void of hesitation.

"Oh."

Eyes fully shut, Yoongi doesn't lift them again until you fetch for another opinion. Which is longer than he expects because you go fully silent for a bit.

"Okay, how's this?"

His eyes flicker open seconds before his heart skips.

Fuck.

He hasn't felt his chest beat like that in a minute.

Are words coming out this time? Or is his tongue as uncooperative as his brain? Why can't he say the simplest shit when you're just standing in front of him? Fuck, he can't even articulate anything but he just knows you're fucking beautiful.

When the hell did you steal his voice, too?

"I'll let you sleep," you whisper, and he hates how down you sound because should never have a reason to feel that way. "Just text me when you can, yeah?"

If he can't say how he feels, Yoongi goes for the second option. And he's not letting that one fail. "Come over when you're done."

"Wait, what?"

He adjusts his head again, slanting a bit higher to admire everything about you. "After your dinner."

"You need to sleep..."

Why are you so considerate when it comes to him? What did he ever do to deserve anything you're willing to give? He's thought about these things so much that they take up most of his sleepless, tired nights. "You're gonna keep me up looking like that anyway."

"But.. what about.."

"I won't take long."

"You sure?"

"No."

God. Yoongi will never, ever get over the ways you try to hide that shyness. There's no way he can stop his grin, and when you make him swear it will be quick, he also can't stop himself from teasing yet again,

"Depends on how long you last."

"Alright, bye," you deadpan, giving him sweet rejection and hitting him where it hurts so good. But you smile once more, agreeing to come over but only for a tiny, tiny bit.

"That's all I need, doll."

"Prove it."

Oh.

He intends to.

Because you can make him speechless for now.

But when it comes to showing you how he feels?

There's no way you're shutting his ass up.

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3tanslices: mini-scenarios!

series: three tangerines

[kithtaehyung]

3tan Yoongi and OC: what y’all’s 3tan! Roman Empire?

Yoongi (reads): Yoongi: ...My what? Reader (laughs): Like, what do you always have on your mind? Yoongi: You. Reader (stares): Well. I mean. (blinks) Usually, it's like a thought, or a fact- Yoongi: You. Reader (swallows): Like. Uhm. Mine would be when you let me listen to that song. Reader: I.. I think about that every day. Yoongi: Mm. Yoongi (looks down): Then that's one of mine, too.

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3tan ask/tell requests: overflow!

[kithtaehyung]

Question for y/n and Yoongi: When did you realize that you both liked each other?

Reader: Oh.. (turns) You first. Yoongi: Why me? Reader: Because I'm curious now, too. Yoongi: So? Reader: Awhh, come on. Don't be difficult today. Yoongi (grins): That is actually my only goal for this. Reader (scoffs): Fine, since he's being a brat, I'll go first— Yoongi: That day you stayed. Reader (turns): ...What? Yoongi: That day you stayed over. I, uhm.. Yoongi: You were in the kitchen when I came back. Reader: Oh. (stares) That was so long ago. Yoongi: I know. Reader (looks away): Oh second thought, I'm gonna think about mine— Yoongi: What— Reader (leaves chair): Gonna think really hard!

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3tan ask/tell requests: open!

[kithtaehyung]

I would love if you could do a 3tan slice on the studio guys!

“Fuck!”

Yoongi shifts attention from his phone, but it’s Hoseok that responds to the anger brimming over the front console—shortly after a short puff of amusement,

“What’s up?”

Tsking, Namjoon leans his chair back. “Nothing. Just felt like saying it.”

Goddamn it. Yoongi can’t help but laugh along with Hobi, both of them getting that sentiment wholeheartedly.

“We can tap in,” he offers, even though he really doesn’t want to after the snap you just sent. Fuck, what he would do to see you in that dr—

“Could y’all, please,” Joon sighs, already getting up with squeaky wheels. “Gonna piss.”

“K.”

“I got it,” Hoseok cuts in front after standing first. “You look caught up.”

Oh, shit. Did he see? “I’m good.”

As Namjoon closes the door, Yoongi gets a knowing look before the working track is played.

“Who is it.”

“Who?”

Another huff from Hoseok makes him pause. “I see you on that phone,” he snickers. “You’re never on that thing when we’re working.”

“Lies.”

“You aren’t! At least, when we’re really in it.” Hobi isolates the strings tracks, listening intently before smiling again. “It’s cool, bro. I don’t care who it is. Just something I noticed, you know?”

Yoongi simply shifts in his chair. He didn’t know he was being that obvious, and he always makes sure to lay low.

What are you doing to him?

“My bad,” he apologizes, knowingly and willingly not deflecting for the first time since seeing you. “Won’t happen when we’re swamped.”

As he wipes his face with full palms, forcefully trying to wrench the weariness from his features, Yoongi hears Hoseok whisper,

“I can fill for you if you ever need to dip early.”

Huh?

His look must be a strange mix of sleepy and incredulous because his friend laughs way too hard.

“I can!” Hoseok gives a firm back pat. “Seriously, if you need to go see them once in awhile, I can—”

“Sup, bros!”

Both of them whip heads to the loud presence filling the room, both arms lifted high with grocery bags.

“Got food from a corner store along the way. Did you know they’re selling banana milk here now?”

Hoseok laughs, and Yoongi uses this opportunity to face the console, back straight and focus one-hundred. “Still drinking that?”

“Me? Of course!”

He shakes his head, murmuring to the screen but addressing the man next to him,

“Don’t worry about me, Hob.”

A blink.

“But I might consider that later.”

As Namjoon is the last one to enter the studio, Hoseok simply faces the console, too, hands moving with Yoongi’s before they both watch the television above,

“Always got you, Yoong.”

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3tanslices: mini-scenarios!

series: three tangerines

[kithtaehyung]

Ryen, give one scenario with 3tan Yoongi that can melt my heart and makes me a crying mess 🥺

“Question,” you whisper, softly stroking his hair with languid passes.

“Hmm.”

“Are you a light sleeper?”

He moves his head upward, and you think he’s aiming his eyes as high as possible. Adorable. “Kinda. Why.”

You pause, inhaling and exhaling deep before admitting, “If I get nightmares, I wake up.. uhm. In a tiny panic.” Stopping your brushing, you sigh. “Sorry if I end up waking you.”

“It’s all good.” He slides a hand up your stomach. “Do you get them a lot?”

“Not as much lately,” you muse, heart aching at the way his palm’s warming you through his shirt. “But… When it happens, I play something calm. Try to relax until passing out again.”

“Mm.”

“Just crossed my mind, is all.” You start your journey across his hair again. “Probably won’t even be an issue.”

However—as all timing goes—it does end up a problem. Because hours later you wake with a jolt, breathing hard and mind in a frenzy.

But Yoongi is there, half-conscious and pulling your trembling in with a strong arm.

“Fuck,” you stutter out, breaths harsh and gulps loud. “Damn it.”

He only whispers that it’s okay to your temple, and you shudder for what feels like minutes until you hear the faintest of murmurs. Of hums.

Hums?

Stilling, you hold your breath.

Because though Yoongi’s voice in the dark is rough, his low notes are soft in all the right places.

He’s…

Oh.

Your eyes slip shut in endearment, tension and panic melting from your shoulders in an instant.

As he keeps singing, you nestle into his side, knowing that you’ll never have to play something from your phone if this happens again.

All you’ll need to do is think of this moment.

The moment that Yoongi chased away your dread in the slowest, calmest, most thoughtful way he ever could.

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3tanslices: mini-scenarios!

series: three tangerines

bonus: the song he hummed❤️‍🩹

[kithtaehyung]

drabble: apple bobbing (3tan) | myg

drabble: apple bobbing  pairing: 3tan!yoongi x reader(f) series: three tangerines | fall prompt submissions rating/genre: pg ; fluff ; brother’s best friend au, implied age gap au prompt: apple bobbing at an autumn fair, yoongi looks disgustingly hot all wet, by 🌚 note: bobbing for apples is a tradition that’s usually done around halloween. it involves trying to grab a floating apple from a basin filled with water, and you can only use your mouth!  note 2: so we’re just gonna start off with a bang lmfaoooo thank you, moonface. this was so fun to do<33 if you haven’t read the three tangerines series yet, i highly encourage you to! the side characters would make a lot more sense :D  warnings: language, wet hair yoongi.., cheeky jimin, yoongi bobs for apples and i think i need about two days to recover from this lol, tension, the ending🥴 drop date: october 4th, 2022, 7:17pm est word count: 2k

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“Wait, isn’t that Jimin?”

All of you follow Yuri’s point and, a few stalls down the leaf-riddled street, you see the man talking to some of his friends. Judging by the animated way he’s speaking, it looks like he’s trying to be convincing. 

Which means someone’s about to do something.

“There he goes again,” Taehyung sighs, and you turn to shoot him a smile. 

“What’s he trying this time?”

“Probably wants a prize but doesn’t wanna earn it himself.”

“Ah.”

Since the booth is on the way to your destination—the haunted house Yuri and Reia swear is top-tier—your group stops to say hi. And there’s a few people you know, all of them with various levels of interest in whatever’s happening. 

Jimin doesn’t seem deterred, saying hello before latching onto his new targets. “Can one of you help me? There’s great stuff at this one!”

“So win something,” Taehyung deadpans, earning a glare and a few chuckles.

“As much as I want to, I can’t.”

“Shocker.”

“Well, it’s…” The blond gestures to the setup in the middle of the booth, and you suddenly understand him completely. 

In the tiny pop-up tent, a couple basins sit. With apples floating inside each one. 

Nope. There’s no way you’re getting your face wet right now, much less your warm clothes.

Dom immediately hops in, “Yeah, no. Count me out.”

“Same.”

“It’s a little chilly for that, isn’t it?” Reia asks, to which you agree. Another reason why you are not gonna volunteer to help the poor man. He can do it himself if he really wanted to.

“But they have squishmallows and I—” 

Wait. 

He wants those?

Taehyung can’t keep in his mirth as the rest of you burst into laughter, and Jimin waves his arms,

“Wait! No, this isn’t for me!”

“Sure.”

“I think it’s cute.”

“Jimin with his squishies!”

“No, no! One of my cousins really wants one—”

“Uh huh.”

Looking up, you take in the different prizes hanging from the top of the booth, sad that the game is apple bobbing. If it was anything that didn’t require getting wet, you would’ve tried winning something for Yuri. 

“I’m serious! I just don’t wanna—Yoongi! Come here real quick!”

What.

He’s here, too?

Shifting, you spot not just him, but your brother walking from the opposite way you came, both of them bundled up and carrying food. 

And you wonder how the hell someone can look so fine when covered from head to toe. 

But your attention is snagged by whatever goodies they have. Because somehow, just seeing their food heightens your senses, and you take in the spice and sugar hovering around the decorated block. 

An eyebrow shoots into Yoongi’s beanie while your brother questions,

“What’re all of y’all doing here?”

“Jimin wants a plushie,” you explain with a teasing lilt, to which both of them furrow their brows at.

“Dude, what?”

“Can’t you just buy one?” Yoongi questions, and you aim a smile his way before turning to an exasperated Park Jimin. 

“The one I need is sold out. Everywhere.”

“So win one.”

“Thank you!” Taehyung cuts in, and you can’t help but laugh at his side. 

The poor vendor must be so done with all of this.

But so is Jimin, which makes your cheeks hurt even more.

“Uhh, hello? Not with this hair.” He scuttles up to Yoongi, holding out his hands. “You do it. I’ll hold your food.”

To which the boy takes a very intentional bite before refusing. “Pass.”

“Why!”

“Cus.” 

“Please!” Jimin then does something that has you burning in the middle of autumn. Turning right towards you, he lifts both brows while pleading, “Can you please get him to help me?”

What.

Immediately, you wanna disappear into the ground. 

What the fuck, Jimin!

The urge to dart your eyes to both Yoongi and your brother is strong. Because you can feel the heat from all four eyes, along with the looming teasing you’re gonna get from Dom right behind you. 

But you stay resolute, keeping your eyes on Jimin instead. “Uhh, me?”

You hope the words don’t come out too forced. Or nervous. But he responds before you can even mull over everything.

“Yes, you! He’ll listen to you.”

Oh, god.

Why the hell is he— Can the Earth swallow you now? It’s totally possible to just be somewhere else, right? 

Voice slow, you start, “I mean…”

Focus.

Fuck, Yoongi’s looking at you. Your brother is everyone is oh god focus. 

Do what you’ve always done with Yoongi. Ever since you were kids and your first instinct was to challenge him. Before anything else, make this less than what Jimin’s implying. 

“Even if I did…” you trail off, feeling incredibly exposed and needing to get any potential suspicion off your back. Despite the whole group waiting on your answer, you know your decision is the safest one. At least, the safest option that you’re willing to do. 

So you say screw it and damn the consequences. 

“He won’t win anything.”

A whole chorus of reactions erupts while Yoongi aims the most sickening look your way, tongue sliding behind his instant smirk. Next to him, your brother chuckles into his bite of food, thankfully missing Jimin’s wicked grin. 

As Yoongi hands his paper tray to a delighted friend in false distress, he questions you, “That right?”

“Fraid so.” 

He lifts another brow while humming, pushing his hoodie sleeves up his forearms. Turning to the dangling bunches of stuffed animals, he asks with confidence, “Which one you want, Park.” 

“Holly!”

“Huh?”

“The owl. Right there,” Jimin points to a near corner, showing an adorable purple bird plush donning a witch’s hat. “Holly!” 

“Honestly,” Dom whispers into your ear, gesturing to the two of them walking and bouncing up to the kid running the booth, “They’re kinda cute, too.” 

You ignore Tae’s snort on your other side as you explain, “They’re always like this.” 

“Really? I need more. This dynamic is anime-level shit.” 

A laugh whooshes out through your grin. “Stop, why are you right?”

“I’m always right.” 

“Whate… ver…” 

Fucking hell. 

In front of you, Jimin’s talking to the vendor about something, but it’s Yoongi that takes all the words and oxygen from your body. 

Because when he slides his beanie off, all hair falls into his face, and you cough before folding your arms. 

Did he really have to—

What the fuck, the hoodie’s coming off, too?

Okay. Perfect. 

White tee. 

Bobbing for apples. 

Great. 

Since people had gone back to their own conversations beforehand, you’re saved from the attention of the whole group. Even Taehyung roped your brother into talking about something. 

But it doesn’t stop Dom from commenting, 

“Good luck with that one, girl.” 

Her name comes out in a rough whisper, and she cackles as it drifts away on an autumn breeze. 

“If he fucks this up looking like that, I’m gonna laugh.” 

“I can’t believe he’s doing it.” 

“You kidding? You know why, right?” 

Aiming a look her way, you notice Reia and Yuri giggling at Yoongi holding up three fingers to Jimin, and him nodding in return with arms full. “Why?”

She just hums at you before watching your little secret place hands on the basin while analyzing all the fruit inside. “Cute.” 

“Whatever,” you huff, smiling because you have a pretty damn good idea why anyway. 

Holding up a stopwatch, the guy running the stall shouts “Go!” before Yoongi dunks his head right in, Jimin and all his group suddenly invested. 

Beside you, your brother and Tae move forward to get closer, so you and your friends follow suit. Because this is an event you won’t miss for anything. 

After two failed attempts, you can hear Yoongi curse as he shakes his drenched head, all the cells in your body reacting viscerally to how he looks with water cascading from his bangs. 

“The side, Yoong!” 

He snaps his gaze toward your brother, and you nod before adding on, 

“Pin’em to the side!” 

It makes sense. You’re endeared that your brother still remembers that trick from when the two of you went to these festivals back then. 

Yoongi takes your advice right away, going back in and coming up with his first apple in seconds. Flinging it away with his mouth, he goes in again, and you assume it’s because he knows he’s limited on time. 

When he comes up with the second fruit, Jimin’s shouting to hurry, but all you can grieve over is his shirt. Completely soaked through at the top and clinging to this taut chest. 

Fuck. Dirty isn’t nearly enough to describe the thoughts running across your brain, but you hold your tongue. 

But goddamn, you wanna jump his bones, not giving a shit who’s present or not. Not the people walking by and giving him a double-take; not the girls checking him out as he bends over the basin; not even Dom giving him an approving head-nod. 

As soon as Yoongi’s third apple is tossed, the vendor calls time, and Jimin yells in triumph for something he didn’t win himself. 

Around you, everyone has their own cheering, and you grin wide watching Yoongi wipe water from his eyes. 

For someone that acts tough, he sure took winning that plushie seriously. 

And you feel something stir inside your gut that will keep you up at night. 

The booth keeper hands Yoongi a towel, and he dries his face and neck immediately before rubbing it on his hair. Meanwhile, Jimin's arms get even fuller as he’s given the plush. 

Which apparently is a pail. Which is even more adorable. 

“You’re welcome,” Yoongi drones before grabbing his hoodie. 

“Thank you!”

“And you’re paying for my food.” 

A laugh. “K.”

He’s shivering. And seeing that makes you wanna rush over and warm him with a hug.

But you can only stare as he ruffles stray droplets out of his hair, shaky fingers pocketing his beanie before pulling his hood up. 

You turn away before you can watch him get his food back, needing more than an acre of land to breathe. “Y’all ready to go?”

Dom looks at you funny before Yuri and Reia say yes, and your brother asks where you’re headed.

“Haunted house,” you answer. “Wanna get it outta the way before it gets crowded.” 

“Hell no. Y’all have fun with that.” 

“Have fun with what?” 

Shit, they cannot just appear without warning! 

You turn to see Jimin’s smile and Yoongi’s plain, washed expression. “Haunted house,” you repeat. “Wanna come?”

You ask because you wanna gauge a certain man’s reaction. And it doesn’t disappoint because, as neutral as he looks, you can just tell that Yoongi does not want to tag along.

And Jimin’s own thumb point confirms it. “Him? No way.” 

“Awhh, come on!” Yuri tries. “They’re fun!”

“Nah.” Yoongi looks at his food as he admits, “I’d swing.” 

Laughing and believing him wholeheartedly, you listen as Reia explains,

“They’re not allowed to touch you.” 

“Uh uh.”

“Y’all just have fun,” your brother cuts in with a save. “We’ll probably leave soon.” 

“K,” you respond, sadder than you thought you’d be knowing you’ll have to see him go. Just within reach, and yet still so far away. “Have fun.”

Yoongi watches as you head out with your friends, and you offer a tiny wave goodbye.

It isn’t until you’re deep in the haunted house that you hear from him, and your scream isn’t from the jumpscares. 

No.

It’s because Yoongi sends you a picture, hair still wet and hood still on. 

And two quick, menacing words.

Yoongi [8:20pm]: You’re next :))

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fin. :) 

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A/N: HIIII we’re done with the first 3tan fall drabble!! definitely starting out with a bang ahahah. also, here’s the plush that yoongi won, and just imagining all of this happening made me blanket kick all over the place lollll hope you all enjoyed and look forward to the rest of the drabbles :D  ++  feedback box:  ⇥ of course, any reblogs/comments/messages are appreciated!  ⇥ for the ones that aren’t okay with reblogging with a review, commenting on this, or sending a message, i went ahead and made another anonymous form where you can send in what you think!  ⇥ no emails collected, no need to put in a username. it’s literally just a feedback dropbox :D  ⇥ here!    ++  ⇥ masterlist 

[kithtaehyung]

— broken (LP) ; a three tangerines limited play

🎼 tracklist: amygdala - agust d // she's in the rain - the rose // like i need u - keshi // star - colde // lesson zero - epik high // twin flame - machine gun kelly // lifeline - the rose ++ others.

🎧 note: so... here it is. these are songs that fit the mood of 3tan11. lyrics may or may not matter, but this is also the limited play (LP) for now. the extended play (EP) will be released after the chapter drops. as with every post i make about this chapter.. pls give me strength. 📷 src: one

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[kithtaehyung]

[ 3tan717 ] best answer(s?) get to be included in the first 7:17 drabble and have it dedicated to them let’s GO🍊

context is this tweet that @joonary sent me😭 the answers can be submitted as comments, reblogs, or asks sent by users and emoji anons. have fun😂💕

[kithtaehyung]

🍊 welcome to the neighborhood: a 3tan server! 🍊

what is this? an 18+ discord server where all the 3tannies can hang out, talk about the same interests, and discuss the three tangerines series :D

🍊 what are some things to expect?

general chats about anything and everything!

3tan specific chats (including a theory chat) separated by volumes of the series

a reader's room where people can reread parts together and talk!

jimin's house, where we all gather for things like concerts, holidays, and other random bangtan events in the future :))

....a chat just for bro that was totally requested and has now flourished into even having a fun bracket system for who bro could be LOL

+ even more silliness, good vibes, encouragement, and fun!

also... discord eats first👀

🍊 how do i join? 

you don't have to be caught up! there are roles for each era of the series so anyone in their reading journey can join :'))

must have an age visible on blog or in the application

blog must be active/there should be a record of 3tan interaction (reblogs, comments, asks, etc.)

have your dm's open bc if your info/blog checks out, this is how you'll be contacted

apps are checked every 1-2 days, so if you haven't heard within that time frame, send me an ask off-anon on @kithtaehyung about it :D

⇥ apply here!

🍊 other links: masterlist | 3tan chrono masterlist | @threetangerines

[kithtaehyung]

[ 3tanniversary #2 ] as we close in on two years, i figured we could host another round of ask/tell for the 3tan crew🥳 normally this post would be looking all official, but since i’m out of town rn👀 i’ll just announce it like this😅

how it works:

ask or tell any 3tan character or group of characters anything💕

submit your asks from now to november 16th, 2023 (the anniversary!) everything will start to be posted on the actual anniversary date, but asks submitted before the 16th will be answered first!

there’s a chance your ask could spark a drabble, as well👍

if you wanna ask me a question, too, go for it (behind the scenes stuff, anything you’re curious about, etc.)🤍

extra spicy asks are only to be sent to the fic blog @threetangerines !! that blog will also be used for overflow if there are quite a few in the regular inbox🍊

minors should never be interacting with 3tan content. please respect my wishes and do not engage if you are under 18.

have fun! celebrate! we made it to two freakin’ years of 3tan, y’all😭💕 who would’ve thought?

💌 ask/tell the 3tan characters 💌

👅 spicy asks go here 👅

— if you need some inspiration for questions or are new to the ask/tell world, you can check the 3tanasktell tag for previous submissions🍊

[kithtaehyung]

Bro! If you had to choose someone to date your sister, who would you choose?

Bro (tsks): Ah, this one again? Bro: Why are y'all so interested in that? Yoongi (walks by): Me. Bro (swats): Get the fuck outta here. (laughs) Bro: Yeah, keep walking! Bro (sighs): Whoever makes them happy and can be there when I'm not.

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3tan ask/tell requests: open!

[kithtaehyung]

What reaction would reader have to yoongi's "flat earth" shirt 👀😂

“What… in the world.”

“Huh.”

You turn, judging him from the inside of his closet and hoping the piece you hold is a gag gift and not a personal choice. “‘The earth is flat?’”

Yoongi simply offers a smirk as he leans his chair back. “Yeah. Look it up.”

“I literally don’t have to do that to know that it’s not.”

“I meant the shirt, doll.”

“The shirt?” Weird. But ever curious, you whip out your phone and search the brand and words scrawled—incognito because you are not fucking up your history.

…Oh.

It’s satire?

Why is that hot?

Yoongi’s low laugh makes you flinch from being a lot closer than before. “You thought I really think that?”

“I was just really hoping you didn’t.”

“What if I did?” he asks, leaning against the doorframe with lips lopsided. “What then?”

You scoff. “Please.” Taking the hanger off the rack, you press the material against your front and wonder how it would fit on you. “I’d just take this and never come back.”

Familiar amusement fills the space. “I should’ve known.”

“Actually, this is pretty solid. I’m gonna wear it.”

“Not before dinner, you aren’t.”

“Can’t tell me what to do, flat earther,” you quip, not even getting close to changing before your laughs get cornered against the rest of his hanging clothes.

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3tanslices: mini-scenarios!

series: three tangerines