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Crossfire | KTH

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~summary: The night your life blew up sent you on a collision course with the campus bad boy, Kim Taehyung. Though you were well aware of his reputation, it was his doorstep you ran to when you were bleeding with nowhere to go.

~word count: 6.4k

~gang!au, mafia!au, college!au, angst, fluff, action, strangers to lovers, friends to lovers

Warnings: swearing, injury, dangerous driving, mention of drugs (warnings apply to each part individually, please read them)

~a/n: I am actually super happy with this chapter, I hope you guys feel the same! Y/N and Tae go on a lil adventure... I also had to make up a name for a cartoon show for this lmao,, and as always, thanks for the love!!

Something was tugging you from sleep.

Softly, though, so you didn’t notice until it was already too late, and your senses were with you all at once. In one last protest against the waking world, you didn’t open your eyes, stubbornly lying there instead, your back to the side of the bed Taehyung used. Then the same something that had woken you up started again.

He was singing.

That was all it took, and your eyes were open, body stiffening. Taehyung, however, noticed nothing. His song continued, one you had never heard before, and his voice was beautifully soft and smooth, expressive even at such a low volume. Clearly he had been hoping not to wake you up.

Swallowing, you forced your eyes to fall closed again. After the initial shock, you soon found it easy to relax to his calming melody, the duvet and pillow enveloping you in combination with his voice. And despite the warmth in your little bubble under the covers, goosebumps rose along your arms.

You really couldn’t get your head round Taehyung.

Though you had seen him being silly, all that time at college you had spent at a distance from him, he had seemed cold, intimidating. It had been a shock to you when he had been so amicable those months ago, and that soon became the Taehyung you knew, but he was still a mystery… His singing had really thrown you for a loop, another puzzle piece thrown in amongst the jumble you were already trying to make sense of when it came to this boy.

All day, you couldn’t get his song out of your head. Specifically, his voice.

His voice. Singing his song.

Him, him, him.

Last night he had mentioned that the books he had brought you were some of his favourites. Another surprise: who would have known that Kim Taehyung, the king of bad reputation, had a hidden love of fashion, an inner art connoisseur?

Now the books meant something different.

You read them even quicker after that, drinking in every word as if there were a drought.

Perhaps there was.

When you finished the last one in the stack, you were instantly back to the real world within four walls. It was only morning as well, judging by the light. Brilliant. One whole day and nothing to do.

“Y/N!”

Obnoxious footfalls. Taehyung was taking the stairs two at a time.

The bedroom door swung open to a slightly breathless Taehyung, leaning his weight against the door handle he had yet to let go of.

“Sorry it’s so late. You okay?”

You were lying across the bed’s width, head falling over the end nearest him, hair brushing the floor.

“Yep. Do you want me to cook?”

He only frowned down at you for a second longer before continuing as if one member of the conversation wasn’t upside down.

“Ah, no. I didn’t get any food.”

“But we basically ran out yesterday,” you frowned.

“I know,” he said, “but today we are going to the food.”

Now that made you sit up.

“What?”

“Yep,” a proud smile made its way onto his face and he straightened up, “we’re going out.”

When your only response was a wide-eyed stare, he took it as his cue to elaborate.

“I know you’ve been going a little crazy inside, so I thought we could go for an adventure. Hobi’s racing tonight and he says we can join him.”

“Hoseok?” you questioned.

“Yeah. Sound good?”

It did. You knew it shouldn’t. You weren’t naïve – you knew what he meant by racing. Idiots breaking every road law possible for clout, or maybe money. It was precisely what you had always stayed away from.

But it sounded so good.

“Sounds perfect,” you grinned.

First, Taehyung helped you find the pair of his jeans you were most likely to fit into; since you had been at his, you had mainly worn sweats for comfort’s sake, but this occasion called for a change. Wearing a hoodie was non-negotiable though, to hide your face.

After rolling up the hem of his black jeans, you slung on the most nondescript hoodie he had. Shoes, however, were more of an issue, so Taehyung vowed to buy you some once you were out. Also wearing black, Taehyung looked much more stylish than you in cargo pants, a bomber jacket and a bandana.

“Did you take your painkiller?” was the last thing on the list before finally leaving, via the side door.

Night had descended completely by now, putting you more at ease. You walked far away from streetlights when you could, but as you drew closer to the city centre, that was the last thing on your mind.

Being outside was just what you needed. You breathed in the cold air and drizzle on your face, eyes following each car that whirred past and people’s boots splashing in puddles of melted neon. And what made it all the more thrilling was the knowledge that you were taking a risk.

So far, you had been clumsily walking around in Tae’s sliders, until suddenly a man came barging past you on the sidewalk. In your dash to dodge him, you tripped over the too-big shoes, barrelling straight into Taehyung’s stomach where his arms steadied you.

You barely had a chance to straighten before Tae had turned around, bent down and grabbed the backs of your knees, forcing you to fling your arms around his neck, shrieking as he hoisted you onto his back. Grinning while you complained into the back of his neck, he carried on, but soon he was dragging you into a store that was still open – though not for long – and you grabbed the cheapest sneakers going.

With that problem solved, food was the next priority. In the end, you chose a street vendor and headed to your rendezvous with steaming bags in hand.

Not far from the centre, once you wound through the smallest streets enclosed by the tallest buildings, you emerged onto a car park. It wasn’t as secluded as you had expected for underground racing, still lit up in colours by the signs of shops that backed onto it, the entrance opening onto a wide road.

Cars were lined up, one pulling up at the same time as you and Taehyung. None were flashy sports cars: instead the line-up came in various states of repair, altered by their owners with darkened windows, underglow, stickers, spoilers, you name it.

“Hoseok!”

Beside you, Taehyung shouted across the car park, waving an arm above his head. Then his hand wrapped around your wrist and he lead you through the thin crowd over to the older bangtan boy, who pulled his friend in and clapped him on the back.

Hoseok joined the two of you as you sat on the wall to eat, watching as the first few people showed off their wheel spins and donuts, revving engines mixing with whoops and yells from the spectators. Most were dressed in black like you. A handful of people came up to chat with the boys, with ‘haven’t seen you in a while’-s to Taehyung and offers of bets for Hoseok. Keeping your head well down, you just enjoyed your food, silently taking in the new environment.

The night had cleared up, the asphalt still shining from the earlier drizzle, but the puddles now lay still as glass.

Plenty of people had bottles in their hands, sitting around on the perimeter walls. In the opposite corner, those with hidden faces crowded together, almost hiding the exchange in their hands. Others sat on their bonnets, proudly talking to the interested huddle gathered around them.

“Right, I’m gonna get warmed up,” Hoseok dropped down from the wall and departed with one last wave to your well wishes.

As Hoseok pulled his car out of its spot, more followed. Rolling down his window, he rested his arm casually against the side as he guided his car round, revving here and there to elicit hollers from the crowd.

Laughing in the driver’s seat, he hit the gas, putting on a spurt of speed and skidding round in a perfect one-eighty. A cloud was thrown up by his back tyres, glittering as the droplets fell back down.

By now, you had finished eating and were anticipating some action. The buzz among the spectators grew more as each driver messed about in the parking lot, until at last they were filing out, lining the empty road along an imaginary starting line.

“Can we go closer?” you asked Taehyung as people gravitated towards the roadside, disturbing your view.

A smile bloomed on his face and he jumped down, ditching his takeaway.

“Sure.”

Weaving in and out of the rabble to reach the front, you stood on your tiptoes to spot Hoseok’s car in the middle of the line. Taehyung stood just behind you, already speaking to someone. From your left side, a taller girl pushed past you, striding right up to the curb.

In a ripple, the pack quietened. The girl raised her hand – was that a gun? – and a bang sounded, drowned out instantaneously by the squealing of tyres and growling of engines. Within seconds, the cars had sped out of sight.

“How long is the race?” you turned to Taehyung, whose acquaintance had walked away again.

“That depends how fast Hoseok decides to go,” he murmured back, perching on the wall behind him and kicking his legs out, “they’re on one of the city circuits, main roads, so it’s just about acceleration.”

Nodding in what you hoped was a casual manner, you returned your eyes to the deserted road.

“So he’s good then, Hoseok?”

You hopped up onto the wall beside Taehyung, but it wasn’t his voice that replied.

“Oh, he’s the best.”

Your head snapped around, leaving you face to face with Yoongi. Leaning against the end of the wall, smoke swirling up from a glowing cigarette end in his hand, he looked right at home. How long had he been standing there?

“I heard you were here,” he directed a rare smile past you to Taehyung, “everyone’s wondering if you’re gonna go for a spin.”

“It’s been a long time,” Taehyung chuckled.

“Beck’s next up,” he said, as if that was meant to mean something. Based on Taehyung’s reaction, it probably did.

Shaking his head, he laughed, then bit down on his lip, still smiling, and stared into his lap.

“I’ll think about it, okay?”

“Well you won’t have long,” Yoongi crushed his cigarette against the wall, chucking it carelessly to the ground. Sure enough, the screech of tyres and distant rumble of engines were once again becoming audible.

As Yoongi melted away into the crowd again, the sounds grew and you stood up again, craning your neck to see as far down the road as you could. Only seconds later, a pair of headlights blazed around the corner, drawing a line down your vision as the car flew towards you, followed by a tight group of others.

Stepping back, you watched as the first place car whizzed by, blowing your hair back and off your face, the rest piling across the line in a photo-finish a few seconds later.

While the cars slowed, drifting round to return to the car park and the assembled cheering crowd, an elbow nudged your arm.

“Do you fancy a ride?”

Your eyes slid between Taehyung and the cars re-entering the lot, quickly encircled by people.

What the hell were you thinking? Why were you even considering saying yes? This was crazy-

“Okay!”

Taehyung held you in front of him, shielding you as together you cut a path through the excited mass towards the victor of the last race. Hoseok was grinning from ear to ear, arms in the air, high-fiving people and showing off energetic dance moves in exchange for laughter and pats on the back.

Once again, Taehyung clapped his shoulder, this time leaning in to make his request. Hanging back, you were invisible in the crowd, your face obscured.

“Hey, everyone!” Hoseok shouted, causing a hush, “Taehyungie’s gonna do the next one!”

Cheers and excited applause erupted as Hoseok lifted Tae’s hand in the air. The older boy jumped around while Taehyung laughed, and before long the other drivers were back in their cars. Returning to the roadside, the crowd left you behind.

“Hop in,” Taehyung told you, making his way to the driver’s side.

Though not top-end, Hoseok’s car was not inexpensive. You slid into the leather seat and buckled up, Tae doing the same before gripping the wheel and getting it moving, out and onto the road.

“So where are we going?” you eyed the rabble from your window as you passed them, low rumble of the engine almost teasing given what was to come.

“Beck,” Taehyung replied, pulling into position, one hand staying loosely on the wheel, “it’s what we call one of the courses round the back alleys down by Beck square, and it’s sort of my speciality.”

You nodded, eyes falling back onto the wide open road in front of you. A few cars over, you saw the girl from before standing on the curb.

“You ready?”

A deep breath in.

“Yeah,” you smiled.

Bang.

Outside, the crowd blurred and disappeared, lights whipping past your window as you were forced back in your seat with the sudden speed.

Other cars encroached either side, penning you in but Taehyung kept his eyes ahead, locking the wheel all the way right to take you barrelling into a smaller road, with only one car ahead of you. At the back windscreen, purple headlights were bearing down on you, so close it was like a demon staring into the car.

Weaving, left, right, your car thundered after the red one ahead of you, but the gap only increased.

Snarling behind you, engine nearly as loud as your own, your main pursuer was on top of you. As you spilled out onto a wider road, it was gaining, crawling up your side.

With a glint in his eye, Taehyung took one look at the competitor, one glance to where the red car was turning the next corner some way ahead, and pulled the wheel.

Staring straight ahead, wheel at arm’s length, Taehyung pushed the car, the roaring engine riding a deafening crescendo as you powered ahead through the deserted alley he had taken you down. You winced as he rapidly squeezed past some industrial bins lining the wall, only grazing one with slight jolt – then it was a clear road to the growing exit.

Your car fired from the shortcut like a cannonball, Taehyung wrestling the wheel to bring the back tyres under control as you turned right, finding yourselves neck-and-neck with the red car from earlier.

Next, a drawn-out corner, and that was all Taehyung needed to pull away, expertly drifting around before flattening his foot to the ground, plunging into the darkest alley yet, lit only by your headlamps. But once you emerged, the wider road was back, shop signs and streetlights blurring outside.

Taking a glance behind, the red car was nowhere to be seen.

A laugh bubbled up from your throat as you fell back in your seat, exhilarated. And then there was the crowd, watching and waiting by the parking lot – you had won!

“Fuck me,” you breathed as Taehyung relaxed beside you, casually braking into a drift to turn around.

A hearty laugh returned from him as he pulled into the car park, soon getting swarmed. Exiting the car, you were both engulfed in the clamouring mass, though you managed to slip away to the midst of it. Everyone was the most interested in Taehyung.

At last, most had dispersed and only Hoseok and Yoongi were left congratulating Taehyung with hugs.

“Fun, right?” Hoseok smiled at you, inviting you into their conversation.

“Yeah.” Breathless as if you had just run the course, you laughed with them.

“Good job, you haven’t lost your touch,” Yoongi affirmed again as Hoseok left you to drive again.

By the sounds of it, the next race was a longer one. Bets had been made and you all held your breath as the cars lined up again. The starting gun did nothing to help your heart calm down after the adrenaline rush of Taehyung’s race, but you weren’t complaining. His face wore a similar joy to yours, the two of you happily sitting back after Yoongi left and laughing about the thrill of his driving.

“I dunno if I would have got away so well on the corner if Hoseok’s car wasn’t so good though-“

“Hey! Don’t downplay it, your driving was insane!”

“Maybe it was insane,” he looked down, bashful, but soon smiled back and shook his finger at you, “so don’t try this at home!”

But your laughter at his joke was interrupted.

Sailing over the buildings came the high-pitched wail of a siren. The group quietened. Listening. Perhaps it was unrelated?

A couple of people walked into the road, looking around to see if the vehicle was coming your way. It was definitely getting too close for comfort.

Taehyung stood, hand wrapping round your upper arm and lightly pulling you away from the front of the crowd, though both of you still stared at the road, hoping the sound would shrink again, pass you by.

Blue flashed against the rain-slick road, illuminating dark windows at the end of the street.

Bad luck.

“Run!”

Those who were standing in the road took off across it, away from the car park, while some scattered back to where they came from. The few cars left standing in the parking lot were starting up, leaving by the alleys. And in the middle of the crowd, you and Taehyung started running.

In seconds the parking lot had emptied, and now you were alone with Taehyung as other members of the party vaulted walls away from the sirens and shouting police officers, the slamming of car doors as they gave chase.

Air rushed in and out of your lungs as your feet pounded after Taehyung, going as fast as you could but still falling behind. Dark buildings either side of you were painted in blue as light fell down the alleyway from the cars that had scattered you. Up ahead, Taehyung rounded a corner, but it was lost in darkness and you weren’t sure which one he had gone down.

You didn’t stop running.

“Stop there! Police!”

A woman yelled from the other end of the street, making you push yourself harder.

Just then, Taehyung skidded back around the corner you had just reached and grabbed your hand before you could think, and now he was pulling you away, taking turn after turn through dark streets you had never seen before. Stumbling after him, you clutched his hand, your lifeline.

You must have lost them by now. No blue lights could be seen, no sirens or shouts heard, no other footsteps but your own.

You hoped you had lost them by now. Your heart was beating out of your chest and your head spun, lungs failing to cooperate, evicting air in heavy bursts, taking it in too slow. In your side, the pain couldn’t be masked by the painkiller anymore, pinching mercilessly with every step.

You had to slow down.

Legs failing you, you finally gave in to stopping.

The sudden tug and then loss of your hand in his made Taehyung turn around, finding you doubled over, panting and pale in the face. Eyes scanning the street beyond you for danger, he moved forwards, hands gripping your arms.

“Hey, Y/N, can you keep going?”

Only your hyperventilating answered him.

“Y/N? Can you hear me?”

Trying to pull you up to look at him, he was only met with your body going heavier in his arms, forcing him to scramble to wrap his arms around your back as you went limp.

Cursing, he lowered you to the ground but didn’t let go. Not taking his eyes off your face, he caught the moment your eyes opened again once you were leant against the wall.

A short breath escaped him, tongue darting out to wet his lips.

“Y/N? Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” you managed, breathing more even now, “my side…”

“It’s alright, you can rest for a bit,” he assured you, finally releasing you and sitting back on his heels.

One more check up and down the alley.

“Were we seriously just running from police?” you laughed slightly, bringing his attention back to you.

“First time for everything,” he mused, sitting down beside you.

“I guess,” you chuckled, still a little breathless, “so is the racing over?”

“For tonight. It gets busted occasionally, so when the others get back and see everyone’s gone they’ll know what happened.”

“Is Hoseok going to get arrested?”

“Shouldn’t do. He’s had plenty of practice evading cops.”

Nodding, your eyes returned to the ground. It was easy to forget how much experience Taehyung and the other bangtan boys had in all this; you were just here for the ride.

“You had your painkiller, right?” Taehyung broke the brief silence.

“Yeah, I did,” you quickly confirmed, “and I feel better now, I just, I dunno what happened…”

“And your iron pill?”

“Hmm? Oh, the red ones… no, I-I don’t think so.”

He clicked his tongue.

“That’ll be it then. You’re taking one as soon as we get home.”

Despite feeling a little like you were being scolded, you smiled, about to respond when a scuffle from the end of the street made you both turn your heads.

As you watched the dimly lit space, a silhouette ran past in a blur, followed by a slower figure, wearing an unmistakeable bulky police vest. They jogged past the opening to your street, but soon their outline reappeared, empty handed.

Breath catching in your throat, you went obligingly with Taehyung as he stood silently, his arm guiding you behind him without taking his eyes off the cop. As quickly as you dared, you both retreated, wincing at each slight crunch beneath your feet. In the silence, the crackling of a police radio, though incomprehensible, was clearly heard, and the officer mumbled back into it.

Spying an opening to hide you from view, you gathered this was your target. Holding your breath, you approached it, swinging around the corner at the first opportunity with only one glance back.

One glance that showed the cop’s head turning towards you.

This alley was much smaller than the other, and you found yourself facing Taehyung in much the same way you had in his hallway when you first came barging into his life. Searching his face, you wondered if he had seen what you did just now.

“Tae-“

His lips formed around a shushing sound that barely left his mouth, and in one small step, he was up against you, a finger steady on your lips to silence you. All you could do was hold your tongue and stare as he looked past you, tentatively dipping his head out of your hiding spot, never lowering his finger.

“They’re gone,” he spoke, voice still impossibly low.

Swallowing, you removed your eyes from his face, glancing up the alley you were now on. It was a dead end, home only to a large dumpster surrounded by smashed glass and needles. You couldn’t leave this way, which would explain why you needed to wait here, in case the cop was still close by.

What it didn’t explain was why Taehyung was still so close to you.

Although his hand had now lowered, you could feel his body heat from this proximity. The zip of his undone jacket brushed against the front of your hoodie.

Your tongue ran across your lips. Eyes finally diverted from the potential dangers outside, Taehyung was now looking at you.

“Uh…” you cleared your throat, regretting opening your mouth. You had no idea what you had planned to say.

Luckily, you were startled from the situation as a chiming ringtone broke through the moment.

Scrambling to scoop his phone from his pocket and answer it, Taehyung stumbled back, eyeing the alleyway outside in a panic. Thankfully, no one had heard. Better get moving.

“Hello?”

Not even getting a look at the caller in his rush to pick it up, Jungkook’s voice answering him was a relief.

Mindlessly grabbing your hand in his, Taehyung started walking with you beside him as he listened to the younger member. As you passed through the end of the street, he took a look both ways before leading you the opposite way to that the police officer had taken.

Holding Kim Taehyung’s hand was something you had never seen coming. But here you were.

You didn’t complain though. His grip was firm, comfortable, and walking with him this way felt… normal. How that was even possible, you didn’t know, and you blamed it on your lingering light-headedness – of course you would want to feel grounded.

But somehow, far away from all you knew in backstreets you had never seen before, after a very illegal night, with a gang member talking in serious tones over the phone next to you, you felt perfectly at home.

“Cheers, Kook. Night.”

Taehyung shut off the call, tucking his phone back into his pocket. By now you had reached more well-lit roads that you imagined would be busy by day. Now, of course, you were the only ones here. God knew what time it was.

The only light brighter than the streetlamps was the interior of a 24-hour convenience store, a good indication that it was by no means a civilised hour. Still without letting your hand go, Taehyung led you inside.

Standing in front of the wall of fizzy drinks, he ordered you to pick one before swiping a packet of crisps and a chocolate bar. The teenage cashier didn’t look you in the eye once as he rung you up, and then you were on your way. Only now did Taehyung drop your hand, passing you the chocolate with a command to get your sugar up and himself tearing into the crisps.

When you had worked through the first row, he spoke up.

“Jungkook was on the phone about your dad.”

“O-oh,” you stuttered, having just put another square in your mouth.

“Well he’s okay. He hasn’t been hurt, but as you know, Shinhyuk’s forced him to hand over your apartment for the gang to use. He’s forcing him to work for him, full-time, with the threat of harm to you if he doesn’t… Apparently he was accused of stealing drugs from a deal and that warrants all this – though it’s probably baseless. Shinhyuk had his eyes on your place already.”

You watched your feet as you listened. It had been easy to put your dad out of your mind for the sake of your sanity, the not knowing taking you round in circles, but hearing that he was still alive took a weight from you.

“I’m sorry,” Taehyung said, greeted with your silence, “we’re fighting against Shinhyuk, and we’ll try to help him. Try not to worry about him losing his job, I mean-“

“Worry?” you looked up at him, “He’s alive! There’s nothing to be sorry for! Can you thank Jungkook for finding this out?”

A small, relieved smile crossed Taehyung’s face.

“Course I can,” he grinned, then held out your Fanta, “now don’t forget about your sugar.”

After this, the walk home was surprisingly short. Given how lost you were, you had thought you were half the city away, but in next to no time you turned onto recognisable streets. Strolling through the dark eating sugary snacks, it felt as if you were coming home from the movies, or any venture more innocent than your night of racing.

As the pair of you were climbing Tae’s front steps, he offered to make tea to warm up. Needless to say, you were fully on board with the idea.

He set to work, the kitchen lit dimly by lights tucked underneath the cupboards.

However, leaning against the wall waiting for the water to boil, you began to feel just how tired you were, both physically and mentally. But you could sleep later: you didn’t want the night to end yet. Deciding on a middle ground, you gave in to sliding down the wall, seating yourself on the floor. Not a move you would have chosen at your most alert moments, but it couldn’t be helped.

At your downwards movement, Taehyung spun around, dropping the teaspoon with a clatter.

But then he saw you staring back at him in bewilderment, and his eyes closed as he huffed in equal parts relief and frustration.

“God, I thought you were passing out again,” he grumbled.

Soon the bag of red pills landed in front of you on the tile. Sheepishly smiling, you gulped one down, and then a mug of tea filled its space.

“Oh, we don’t have to stay here,” you frowned at Tae as he sat down opposite you on the kitchen floor, leaning his back against the cupboards as he cradled his tea.

“Nah, it’s a unique perspective,” he said, “I’ve never sat here before and it’s my house.”

“Yeah, I’m sure your kitchen looks super different from down here,” a smile threatened to break your baffled frown, though you did pick up your mug, breathing in the inviting steam rising from it.

“So was tonight okay?” Taehyung smiled over his mug, eyes creasing a little as they watched for your answer.

“Mmm, yeah,” you swallowed your first sip of tea, “I’ve never… done anything like that before. But I thought it was really exciting! Hoseok is so nice too, letting you drive his car.”

Tae let out a short laugh, eyes disappearing for a moment.

“I practically learnt to drive in Hobi’s cars.”

“Wait, cars? As in, cars, plural?”

“Yeah,” his wide grin stayed on his face, both rows of his teeth visible in the low light, “tonight was just small races, he didn’t get out the big guns. You should see his Bugatti.”

Your eyes bulged from your head.

“I’m not even going to ask where he got the money for that,” you mumbled, still in awe.

“He didn’t,” Taehyung smirked. Rolling your eyes, you breathed a laugh, soon diving back into your tea.

“Was it alright with Yoongi there?” he asked next. His eyes were wider now, curious, smile dimming, “I know he hasn’t exactly been…”

“No, it was fine,” you assured, “I get that he doesn’t like me, but he seems to tolerate me now, so I won’t push him.”

“He did sort of beat you up before, though,” Tae pointed out.

“I nearly beat him up back!” you joked, admittedly motivated by genuine defensiveness, “I could have handed his ass to him any time I pleased, but I chose to give you the satisfaction of saving me instead.”

Taehyung responded by snorting into his tea.

“You are so rude,” you tipped your foot over to playfully kick his thigh as you both laughed.

“Honestly, I’m glad you’re not too bothered by Yoongi,” Taehyung said once the laughter had passed, though his smile still lingered, “he looks so tough, but he’s a massive softie really.”

You simply raised your eyebrows.

“You’ll see,” he smirked.

“I’ll wait,” you scoffed, “although I don’t find him scary exactly… he sort of reminds me of that evil magician from Archie-wizz- did you watch that?”

“Yes! I used to watch that every day after school!”

“Yeah, so you know the one I’m on about, right? He was always lurking around corners, like, the camera would turn around and there he was, like he’d been there the whole time. That’s Yoongi!”

Tae barked a disbelieving laugh.

“You mean Count E. Vil? Yoongi would flip shit if he heard you compared him to a cartoon.”

“Count E. Vil? That was his name?”

“Yeah, and every time he appeared, Archie was like ‘didn’t see ya there!’”

“Yeah, yeah it is that one,” you laughed at the memory, “was that seriously his name? I must have forgotten.”

“You know, the more I think about, the more I can see it,” Taehyung was laughing too, “you just turn around and he’s like – bam – looking all cool…”

Taehyung schooled his face into a death stare just like Yoongi’s to demonstrate, making you crack up even more. He didn’t last long before the act broke down, laughter creeping into his poker mouth and now the both of you were bent over your knees with tears in your eyes, wheezing with the kind of infectious laughter that is most at home after lights out at a sleepover.

“Not a word of this to Yoongi, understand,” Tae joked when you had both calmed down, voice worn out from the laughing fit.

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

Comfortable silence warmed the room for a moment as you both drank more tea. Odd though your little scene was, with you both sat on the floor, legs outstretched in the middle, it was cosy. The glow of fading LEDs that barely lit your faces separated you from the darkness of the outside. In all the world, it felt as though you two were the only ones, safe in your unorthodox sanctuary.

“How…”

You spoke before you had figured out how to phrase your question, but now Taehyung had lifted his eyes back to you.

“How did you… Who started, I mean, with bangtan…”

“How did we get together?”

You gave a small nod.

“Some of us go way back,” he set his tea down, “I mean, I went to high school with Jimin. And Yoongi’s from the same city as me, and we used to know each other when we were tiny. His family was connected to Namjoon’s, and that’s where it started – their families started the whole crime thing, and they started training together.

“We all sort of fell together, I think Jin’s family needed help from Namjoon’s and he stayed on; Jungkook knew Jimin from childhood, and he showed up asking for help when we had already started; Jin found Hoseok at college. I started, and Jimin came along too, because Yoongi wanted me. We had been out of touch for years, but I still knew who he was.”

“Wow,” you breathed.

“It’s sort of complicated, I know,” he directed a shy smile at his cup.

“Well, that’s life,” you said quietly, “but you guys work so well together. I guess you got lucky.”

Taehyung’s nod was solemn.

“Yeah. But it’s more than just working – they’re my brothers now.”

Tilting your head as you listened, you believed him.

“You guys seem to understand each other so well.”

“We do – we always have each other’s backs, you know? I wouldn’t stick around in this for just anyone.”

“By ‘this’, do you mean…” you rested your chin on your knees, still listening intently.

“Everything we’re known for: drugs, fights, racing… I never intended to get into all that. I try to be careful, and moral, about it, we all do. But I wouldn’t have done it for anyone else.”

“Do you think you’ll stay in a gang forever?”

By now you were both talking in hushed tones as if you were huddled under blankets.

“No, I don’t think so,” he pondered, “I’m not sure what I want to be, though.”

“How about your art?” you smiled, “or fashion. Those books you got me were really interesting. Or your music? You’re a good singer-“

Cutting yourself off, your eyes widened. Taehyung had been nodding along, considering your options, but now he stared straight back at you.

“You heard me singing?”

“U-uh, yeah, I did,” you stammered, heat glowing in your cheeks, “I was half asleep, but I thought you were so good.”

“Thanks,” Tae’s voice was lower in pitch now, and he swallowed and looked down, his dark hair obscuring most of his face so he almost melted into the darkness. He cleared his throat, “I’ve never sung to anyone else before.”

“Well, you didn’t exactly sing to me,” you spoke softly, reaching a hand to his knee, “but it was amazing anyway. I mean it.”

You were glad to see a genuine smile blooming on his face as he looked back up again.

“Anyway,” he shook his head, “I’m not gonna leave the boys. Even when I’m not in a gang, they’ll always be my family. I’m not letting that go.”

“I understand.”

You really did. Your only family was across the city, torn from you and forced to work for Shinhyuk.

Hesitantly, you drew your hand back from his knee.

Draining the last dregs of his cold tea, Taehyung let the silence settle.

“I miss college,” you eventually confess into the quiet room, “I hope I get to go back.”

“Even Professor Han’s class?” Tae’s low voice joked.

“Oh, I don’t think I miss it that much,” you smiled, though it was overtaken by a sigh.

“You’ll go back,” came the reassurance.

A pause.

“We… we’re hoping we can beat Shinhyuk in this whole thing. We’re sort of working on a plan.”

Instantly intrigued, you stared expectantly across the kitchen at Taehyung, who heaved a sigh and began to explain.

“Shinhyuk has his weaknesses, and thanks to Jungkook we’ve found the worst. He works differently to us. He doesn’t care for anyone in his gang, and they don’t care for each other. Like your dad, he keeps most of them there with blackmail, so we’ve been trying to pick people off. If we can infiltrate well enough, guarantee his members a safe escape from the gang, or find some blackmail of our own to get them, we should be able to weaken him and catch him off-guard when his safety net isn’t there to catch him anymore…”

“Is it going to work?” you breathed into the still air.

Taehyung pursed his lips. You were very conscious of your breathing as you waited for an answer. In. Out.

“It has to.”

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The one where their daughter has her period (KSJ)

🌺 This might make some of you cringe, but the intent is to be wholesome.

Seokjin watches as his wife feeds their son his food, cooing at him with an adorable baby voice she hadn't used in years. Jinyoung was a pleasant addition two years ago when Ingrid discovered she was pregnant. The couple had originally opted to stop having kids after Jihye turned five, which was four years ago. However, their little bundle of joy happened and they love him to bits. He's the youngest in the Bangtan family, having just made thirteen months.

Ingrid wipes the baby's mouth of food, handing him his cherished bottle. Unlike his older sisters, Jinyoung really liked to eat, though he wasn't too chubby because he was a very active baby. Being their only son, and seven years younger than their youngest daughter, Jinyoung was often spoiled by Ingrid. She didn't push it too much, but he always received lots of affection and cuddles. In the past Ingrid really wanted a boy, but after Jihye was born and she hadn't gotten pregnant again she accepted that she wasn't getting one. Until now.

"Yah, Jagiyah, he'll disappear if you keep staring at him like that." Jin teased, Ingrid was in the middle of fawning over how cute Jinyoung is. He was practically a carbon copy of his father, whereas their older two were a good mix of them both, though Jieun looked a bit more like Ingrid.

"He's so cute, though...!" She cooed, lifting the baby up and putting him over her shoulder, Jinyoung was still going at his bottle without a fuss. He didn't react to how he was being coddled and squeezed by her, continuing to drink. Jin chuckled, his son was very much like him. He hears bare feet tapping at the floor, Jihye jumping on top of him. Jin groans loudly, biting back a curse - she had landed on his stomach. He looks up at her from the cushion he had his head rested on, unable to help his grin as he was staring at his daughter's cute face, her missing teeth showing. He noticed a new gap, which was still bleeding, but she didn't seem to care.

She holds her palm out to him to show her wet tooth, clearly she'd rinsed it off. "Look, Appa! Another one fell out!"

He sits up, observing it. Jihye got a bit of a late start to the loose tooth train. Ingrid worried she'd have baby teeth forever. Her brother gurgles as he's set on his play mat on the floor beside Jin, who looks up at his wife just in time to see her walking away.

"Let me see it, baby." Jin entertains his daughter, she drops the little tooth into his palm.

"How much do you think it's worth?" She asked, to which he laughed. She'd adopted his blunt humor since she could speak. Initially, Jin didn't want to go through the whole Tooth Fairy ordeal but Ingrid did. Growing up, his father gave it to him straight about the Tooth Fairy and Santa and all the fiction. But Ingrid said she wanted them to have a childhood like their friends, besides they didn't want their kids to be the ones to ruin Santa and Christmas for everyone else.

"I dunno, kid, let me see the crime scene." She opens her mouth and points eagerly at the bleeding gap. Jin hums, "I say 2.50 at most." Her dimples deepen. Neither Ingrid or Jin had dimples, at least none that were noticeable, but everyone in his wife's family, except her, did. Jihye was the only person in the family who had them, which Ingrid's family found quite amusing.

"I'll go put it under my pillow!" She cheered. She hopped off of his lap, Jin yelling after her to slow down before she could fall. Ingrid strolled by sporting a diaper bag and cap on.

Jin furrowed his thick brows, "Where are you going?" He wondered aloud. She squats down and starts to lift up Jinyoung. The baby burbles in confusion, his light brows furrowing. It was a humorous expression that Jin had taught him.

"Buggy needs more baby wipes and he's running out of diapers." She said in a baby voice, bouncing their son on her hip. Said baby coos in delight, gumming on his chubby hand. Jin sits up again, he wasn't doing anything, and needed to make himself useful. His family practically avoids him because he's usually quite tired from work. But he wanted to help and take part, especially when he's capable.

"I can watch him." He stated, not making a suggestion about it either. Ingrid looked a bit indecisive as she looks down at him, swaying side to side as she bounced Jinyoung. The baby grabs a fistful of his own shirt in each hand and gums on it, showing his soft belly and chest a bit. He must have gotten bored of his hands.

"You sure, honey? You've already got the girls..." she said, Jihye started running back downstairs and showing her mother her tooth in a jar of salt water. "Look, Mama! Another one!"

"I see it, baby. How about you put it under your pillow for the Tooth Fairy to get, hm?" Jihye bobs her head obediently, running back upstairs, both her parents shouting after her about running in the house.

Ingrid sighs, "You sure you can handle it? It's just a little shopping trip."

"Jagi, I've got this," he held his hands out for his son, who was set into his lap. Jinyoung gurgles, staring up at his mother adorably. Ingrid coos, "I think you oughta spend a little bit of time away from him, too. I think you're becoming just a little too attached." Jin teased.

Ingrid scoffed and smacked his shoulder, setting the diaper bag down. "I was gonna change him before I left, but you've got it, right?" Jin nodded, leaning up for a kiss, Ingrid cupping his soft cheeks and meeting him half-way.

She then boops their son's nose, making him giggle at her silliness. "My stinky boy, be good for Daddy, okay?" She cooed, giving his cheek a loud smooch, which prompted more giggles from the baby. Jin bounces him on his knee, figuring it best to wait until he was sure Jinyoung was done, over the years he's had to change diapers twice because his kids seem to take their time. Typically by the time he'd have them in a fresh diaper, it was already being soiled. Jinyoung was no exception.

Ingrid shoulders her purse, "Oh, and honey, check on Jieun would you? She told me her stomach was hurting and I'm worried." Jin nodded, that explained some things. Though Jieun was also a teenager now, having just turned thirteen. He thought it best to give her the space she felt she needed, lots of things were happening to her that she herself didn't even understand.

Ingrid blows him a kiss and locks the door behind her, just in time for Jihye to come back downstairs beaming until she noticed her mother's absence. "Where'd Mama go?" She looks up at her father, gripping his knees as she knelt down in front of him to her brother's level.

"She had to pick up some things for you brother. So it's just us, baby girl." Jinyoung gurgles at his sister, reaching for one of her french braids that her sister helped her with.

"No, bubbie, you'll make my hair wet again." She whined, pushing his hand away and stuffing his dummy into his mouth, it having been clipped to his collar by their mother. He stubbornly spits it out, leaning toward her and making another grab for her braid.

Jin laughs, helping his daughter get his wet fingers out of her hair. "How about you go get him a fresh diaper, Hye? With the wipes and powder." Jinyoung was getting cranky, likely because of his soiled diaper. Jihye gets up from where she was kneeling and heads to her brother's room. Jin lies him down on the ottoman, placing his dummy back and holding it there until he gave in and started to suck it, starting to undress his son. He was definitely making a big fuss now.

He squirmed as Jin wrestled his pants off, trying to roll onto his stomach. Jihye returned with two diapers, the baby wipes, powder, and even his changing mat. How his nine-year-old managed to carry all of it downstairs would remain a mystery to him. Jinyoung started getting red-faced, Jihye helping her father by laying the mat down so he could rest the baby on top.

She scrunches her nose at the smell, which Jin was immune to by now. He started to unstrap the diaper, Jinyoung was full-on crying now, and his daughter was hiding her face in his shoulder to avoid looking.

Jin hushes his fussing son, remaining patient as he squirms. Finally, he pulled him up, holding him close to his chest and bouncing the baby, tapping his padded bottom and shushing him until he was calm. Jihye stuffed his dummy back in, and rather than object from her this time, Jinyoung willingly sucked on it, his chubby cheeks pressed to his father's broad shoulder as his dummy bobs.

Jin moves to the floor, sitting with the baby in his lap. He has Jinyoung stand on his thighs, the pantsless baby still had a quivering chin and wet eyes, but his father wiped his wet cheeks and cooed at him. He playfully bounces him up and down until the baby was feeling better.

Jihye returned, having volunteered to throw the diaper away. She sits beside her father, fawning over her adorable little brother.

Jinyoung slumps into Jin, the father of three rubbing his back. It was just about his nap time, anyway. It would explain all his fussing, at least. He switches the tv on to a movie for his younger kids, and when Jinyoung was asleep he'd go check on his eldest.

Jieun had been acting strange as of lately, she's been keeping to herself more and more. Every time one of her parents check in on her or ask her how she's doing, it's always a vague response. It had him worried more than anything, as frustrating as it was.

He was just laying his son down in his cot to sleep, sliding his arms from beneath his body when he heard a shrill shriek.

Startled, Jin looks up in the direction of the scream, knowing it couldn't have been Jihye, as she was watching cartoons in his line of sight. The scream came from upstairs, he rushes out of the living room, Jihye looking worried.

"Jieun? Are you okay?" Jin asked frantically, her bedroom door was wide open and the light was on in the bathroom. He could hear her hyperventilating from the other side. He wondered if she'd just seen a bug of some sort, all his girls - including Ingrid - were deathly afraid of bugs and relied on him to kill them.

He tries the knob, but the door was locked, he knocks on the door. "Eunnie-ah! Unlock the door!" He called.

"A-Appa get Mama!" She shouted back, Jin furrowed his brows, wondering why his daughter wanted Ingrid so badly over him.

"She's at the store, baby. What's wrong?" He asked gently, she sounded quite scared. It had him worried.

Her voice was frail, "U-Um... Th-There's..."

"There's what, baby?" He urged, trying not to panic himself.

"There's blood..." she whimpered, and Jin's heart dropped. He was shocked to silence, he runs his hand through his hair, trying to collect himself. But how the hell could he? His baby was having her first period and Ingrid wasn't there to help her.

"A-Appa?" Jieun whimpered, on the verge of tears.

"I'm here, honey, don't panic." He reasoned.

"But I'm bleeding!" She shouted, Jin sighed. He had to think of something to do. Luckily, his wife thought ahead. As soon as Jieun turned eleven she bought her daughter all sorts of products for when this moment came. Two years later here they were. Good thing she thought ahead, too, because Ingrid doesn't use pads or tampons.

"Eunnie, can you open the door-"

"N-No! I-I don't want you to see!" She shouted, still in a panic and sounding quite embarrassed.

He hears her groan in pain, "Baby girl, I promise I'm just here to help you. I won't judge you."

"But it's gross, Daddy." She whimpered from the other side. Jin sighed.

"I won't be grossed out. I promise." He assured her, he might feel a little faint, just because this was quite overwhelming and it seemed like only yesterday he was holding her for the first time-

"Promise?" She sounded desperate. Jin's heart broke.

"Promise." He agreed. He heard the door unlock, and pushed it open, looking in to the bathroom. He found discarded pants on the ground and checked behind the door to see Jieun standing timidly behind it. She looks up at him tearfully, Jin cooing, "C'mere, honey." She took a step back, hiding her hands from him and shaking her head.

He sighs, telling her to stay put. She bobs her head, and he rushed to his and Ingrid's room. There they had Jieun's first period kit, which Ingrid made herself two years prior. In it was everything she'd need. He brings it back to the bathroom, shutting the door behind himself.

"Okay, honey, listen closely," he said she nods again. Ingrid had showed him how everything was done, and how to explain it to her. It helps that he's been living with her for a good few years, too.

He pulls out a pad and fresh pair of underwear for her. "Do you know what this is?"

She shakes her head, and he explains. "You wear this to catch all the blood down there, okay?"

"B-But, Daddy, can't we stop it? It hurts." She whimpered. She clearly wasn't enjoying it, hell, who would?

He felt bad, shaking his head sympathetically. "How about you take a bath and I can explain some more?" She nods her head, Jin was trying not to look down, her shirt covered her thighs, but he couldn't miss the glimpses of red in his peripheral vision. He takes her clothes and brings them to wash, meeting her back in the bathroom. She sat meekly in the bathtub, Jin having poured in bubbles for her. In his eyes she'd never be too old for bubbles - period or no period.

He sits on the edge, Jieun hugging herself. "Daddy?" She asked quietly, breaking their somewhat awkward silence.

He raised a brow at her, "Am I dying?" She wondered, completely serious. Jin almost snorted, but he didn't want to scare her. The poor girl already looked traumatized enough as it is.

He shakes his head, stroking her hair, "No, baby girl, you aren't dying," he sighs. Here it comes.

"You know where babies come from, right?" She thankfully nods, looking uneasy to hear his explanation. But there was no avoiding it.

"Well, there's a reason why Mama has to carry babies. Every thirty or so days she has what's called a menstrual cycle. During that cycle, women bleed for about a week because their uterus sheds."

"Sh-Sheds?" She looked even more petrified. He's quick to elaborate.

"W-Well, every month a woman's body prepares to have a baby, but when that time passes, the uterus has to get rid of it's lining.... Sort of like decorating for a party, but no one shows up. So all those decorations have to go."

She blinks, hugging her knees and resting her chin on them with a pout. "I don't want my tummy to throw a party." She mumbled, Jin cooing.

"I know, baby girl. I don't either. But it happens to every girl, okay? It just means that your body is physically ready to carry a baby. Not that you're allowed-"

"Ew, gross! I don't wanna have a baby, Appa. Bubbie's enough." She scrunched her nose and Jin laughed.

"Alright, baby, girl. I think it's time you get out. How about I show you how to put the pad on?"

She nods and he drains the water, Jieun watching him as he explained and demonstrated just like Ingrid taught him. The father of three was so glad they prepared for this day way ahead of time. He was glad Ingrid always thought ahead.

He helps her up, wrapping a towel around her body without looking, knowing how flustered she gets. Jin sat outside in the hallway as she got dressed. She opened the door, still looking a little shaken up. She had her hand on her tummy.

Jin takes her hand and grabs a heating pad, "Do you want to lie down in your room, honey?" She nodded, and Jin plugged in the heating pad near her bed, tucking her in. Ingrid had put a cover over the girls' mattresses for when this time would come, so if she were to leak it won't be on the mattress.

He helps with the heat settings, kissing Jieun's head sweetly. "If you need anything I'll be downstairs okay? Just call me. Mama should be home soon."

Jieun nods, she reaches up and hugs his neck tightly, "Thank you, Daddy. This means a lot..." she whispered. Jin feels a burst of warmth in his chest, rubbing her back.

"Of course, sweetheart. Try to relax, okay?" She lies back down, hugging her turtle plushie that he bought her when she was five. It was still in pretty good condition, too. He felt warm knowing how much she cherished it and sought comfort in it in a time like this.

He gets up and shuts her door, letting out a long sigh, his shoulders slumping slightly. Jin stares at the ceiling, leans against the wall, and hopes with everything in him that he did well. He shuts his eyes as an attempt to calm his nerves.

He felt a kiss on his cheek, "Don't worry, baby," Ingrid whispered, he hadn't heard her approach. She had the baby cradled in her arms, still sound asleep.

"I'm proud of you. You did good." His wife assured, reaching up and stroking his hair to soothe his nerves. "You were there when she needed you. She might be embarrassed now, but I promise you in the long run she'll appreciate you being there."

Jin sighs again, "Thanks, Innie. I can't believe my baby's becoming a woman now..." he shook his head in astonishment.

He continued mumbling his disbelief and shock from it all, Ingrid places her freehand on his back, guiding him out of the hallway. "How about you lie down before you have another existential crisis?" Jin hadn't been in this much shock since Jieun claimed she liked a boy at school. Ingrid hushes his ramblings and murmurs, ushering him to bed so he could relax.

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sugar-petals · 3 years

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I can’t imagine yoongi having children and I’m sure he’s only said before he wants one? I think he’d be a great dad but I just can’t imagine him with a kid, I feel like he’ll be that super cool and chill uncle tho

yoongi’s given mixed signals over the years and talked a lot about his public career being at full throttle in longer terms than the other members. in bangtan you can really tell who’s knee deep, from joon with his baby shoe vlive to tae’s unbridled enthusiasm around junior armys and hundreds of interactions where he’s already 100% in his role.

the engagement, the talent, openness: simply a different level. even vice versa, it’s obvious by where kids gravitate towards in the first place. 90% of children and younger kids run to the sunshine line and that tells you something. jk being an outlier, unsurprisingly kids see him more as a carbon copy: which is why they come to him or he comes to them 😂

meanwhile: when yoongi is around children, he observes. even more so than RM. interaction pictures are a rare find. i’m not saying he is completely emotionally unaccessible: he giggles and thinks they’re cute. what i mean is that he’ll likely be more similar to how he says his own father was. he’s a mature/silent aura and — unless you’re a yoongi stan — doesn’t spark spontaneous excitement just because, which is startling to kids. they get super confused like what is this catboy all about?

he’ll only be on eye level, easier to read, and have the right input when the kid has grown up. yoongi knows that it’s gotta be parenting from day one instead, and not some time in the future. the way hoseok and tae often demonstrate, being a close presence for them at all times. hell, taehyung willingly looks for other people’s children and steals them to do just that for the pure enjoyment of it.

yoongi’s not as much into the caregiving, nor do i think he wants to put all his time into fatherhood since he’s married to the music. the members who are invested into starting a family are already so prepared for toddlers and can sync completely with them, while yoongi is more relatable to teens. he’s always right in the middle as their dapper senior looking all at ease.

he’s good at socializing that way. lord knows how many younger male idols say yoongi is the absolute coolest. so yeah, swagger uncle potential: huge. same honestly. and look at this man thriving.

hence he says he wants one boy if he had to make a pick, yoongi’s out for having a buddy. that’s actually what it means. which again is no surprise given how he went to an all-boys high school, plus he grew up with an older brother so double whammy. it’s the same reason he supports/played all-male sports so overtly. this is yoongi’s most effortless habitat.

meanwhile, entire opposite realm, the maknaes are really great with little girls.

kids are not yoongi’s greatest comfort zone since he adores from a distance. apart from unclehood we know yoongi is rather the perfect house husband but i don’t have to tell you. he’s already bts’ accountant, mechanic, dj, swordsman, and chef. even professionals in those fields watching bts say he knows what he’s doing (proud proud). just like namjoon practices with baby shoes, yoongi practices with the pan.

the more unclear question i have in my mind is whether he would have more personal distance with a spouse. he’s a bit of a closet romantic and his lyrics are telling so i think he wouldn’t be as stoic. he also said that he learned from a past relationship with a girl where he wasn’t forward with his feelings enough.

i’m not sure if he’d do a 180 and be a clingy husband not to have any regrets like back then. knowing him, in the long run he probably enjoys more independence together while at the same time always finding opportunities for genuine affection. he’s self-sufficient and in his own busy world but at the same time, yoongi still enjoys a second party. holding one’s own hand simply won’t do. sometimes he cuts onions just to be comforted.

... every even semi-advanced chef knows how you can cut onions without making them bleed. i can assure you the dork is doing it on purpose.

TLDR — not a dad, yet clearly an uncle and husband indeed.

#yoongi #bts #suga #bangtan #long post #analysis #taehyung #jimin #jungkook #namjoon #anon #cub mail 🐅

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jinterlude · 4 years

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Bangtan Anime Club Recruitment Event

Welcome to the Bangtan Anime Club!

Do you love all things related to Japanese culture? Are you looking for fellow manga & anime lovers to discuss and gush over the latest episode? Maybe squeal over a certain “waifu/husbando”? Then look no further than the newly established Bangtan Anime Club created by a few fantastic people at BHQ! Our recruitment period will last for the entire month. We encourage all writers to reblog this official post so that people can follow and request a little something! When posting your drabbles, please tag them with #bhqdrabbles, so that some of the club managers can see; however, it is not a requirement to do so.

Now, when the recruitment month is coming to a close, the club managers will randomly select three participating authors and give them a special shout out in the network’s discord server! Suppose you personally attend our excellent school (basically a member of @bangtan-headquarters). In that case, I hear from the school president that you will be getting some fantastic perks, which you can check them out here!

But wait... there’s more! One incredible bonus to participating and being a member of BHQ is that one winner, who will be randomly chosen, will receive a gift card for Crunchyroll, which will allow you one month of premium membership!

Please reach out to your local sports anime-loving manager, @jinterlude & your local fantasy anime-loving manager, @nightowls388 , if you have any questions!

A special shout out to @kimtaehyunq for this amazing header!

Without further ado, let’s check out the list of requirements to join the club!

» If you’re curious as to what’s already been written, then check out the masterlist here! «

➟ Anime Inspirations:

Naruto

Bleach

Daily Lives Of Highschool Boys

Katekyo Hitman Reborn

Fairy Tale

One Piece

Pokémon

Sailor Moon (strong heroines)

Boku no Hero Academia

Attack on Titan

Sports - Diamond no Ace, Haikyuu, Free, Prince of Tennis, Kuroko’s no Basuke, etc.

Spirited Away

Howl’s Moving Castle

Kiki’s Delivery Service

Princess Mononoke

➟ Location Prompts:

Lunch in a university café

University Club

Training Room

Anime Convention

Magical Arena

Sports Field/Gym

School Yard

Shoe Locker

Exam Room

➟ Dialogue Prompts:

“You’re such a baka! I hate you!”

“All you ever do is train to be a ninja! I want you to take me on dates!”

“I’m a Pokémon trainer.”

“Being Hokage is totally lame.”

I will protect you - no matter what the cost.”

“Keep your mouth shut or both our lives will be in danger.”

“My Nakama is everything to me.”

“Are you stupid? You could have gotten killed!” “I don’t care, I had to save you.”

“Empty words, prove it with action.”

“Yes. I am happy. Because I was able to meet someone like you.”

“To hate something that you used to love is such a painful feeling.”

“Even if everyone in the whole world dies, I won’t care, as long as my beloved survives.”

“Sometimes the things that matter most are right in front of you.”

“Only old men think that men are better than women these days!”

“People don’t fall in love based on looks. That’s a scientific fact!”

➟ Scenario Prompts:

Person A discovers Person B has a secret. They’re a Magical Warrior who fights evil beings alone every night.

Person A runs away from your village and Persona B tries to bring them back.

Person A is sitting alone at an anime convention and Persona B invites them to join their group of friends.

Person A falls into a magical spring that makes them shift between genders. Person B falls in as well, but they shift into a giant panda or animal of writer's choice.

Person A and Person B are regulars on the school’s sports team who are fighting for their manager’s attention, Person C.

Person A has an important sporting game of writer's choice coming up and has been overworking themselves in preparation. Person B reminds them to slow down and take care of themselves.

Persona A lives in a world where superpowers flourish and superheroes run the world. The only problem is Person A was born without powers. Persona B decides to give their powers to Persona A for the reason of the writer's choice.

Person A recently adopted a new cat that seemed very friendly at the store. As time goes on, Person A notices their cat disappears for days at a time, and each time it returns home brings with it a strange magical item.

Persona A is out walking one night and suddenly hears someone say hey. When they turn around to look, they see a group of seven strange cats standing under a street lamp.

Person A is fed up with dating, so they decide to order a custom made robot boyfriend off the website "Absolute Boyfriend."

Person A moves to a new town/school and is the only one that notices that one (or seven) of their classmates are OBVIOUSLY not human but no one else notices and think they're weird when they bring it up

Person A joins an elite culinary school only to find that Person B (their rival) has joined.

Person A has dreamed of becoming a Pokémon trainer their entire life and traveling the world solo. However, Person B, their rival suddenly challenges them to a battle, with the condition that if they win, Person A must never let their side.

Person A is a college student in a normal world when suddenly they get a knock on the door and it turns out to be their favorite anime asking for help.

Person A can see spirits. Being around one of the seven men, makes the spirits disappear. One takes notice to Person A only to find out they are promised to them.

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justimajin · 4 years

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It’s a Reverse Basket ◍ Part 1

⇝ Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

⇝ Genre: Fluff, Comedy, Angst

↳ Basketball AU, Crossdressing AU

⇝ Words: 2.9k

⇝ Summary: The goal has never been in your favor, and despite all your best efforts, you don’t think it ever will be. But that’s right when you finally get the chance to turn things around, to do things the way you’ve always wanted to and to go after what you truly love. However the problem isn’t if you can do it, it’s how much are you willing to do...?

⇝ Warnings: pg13; none for this chapter

⇝ *Disclaimer: If you’ve read gender bender manga before, you know exactly what this fic is going to be like. However if you haven’t, this story will involve themes of cross-dressing only for fictional and story purposes. This will include numerous instances of the reader having to hide that she’s a girl and this being kept secret. Please do not read if you are not comfortable with this idea.

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⇝ Previous Parts: Moodboard

⇝ Next Update: Tuesday, March 24

One Step.

Two Step.

Turn around.

The building before you is coloured a burnt red, grimy bricks stacked together until they join to create a giant brown rooftop. Craning your neck further, there are rows and rows of glass stretching out in between the reddened bricks, crossing what you assume to be at least ten floors. A small ding from the inside snaps your attention away, eyes no longer taking in the towering landmark that looms over you.

The rumpled map is carefully folded within your hands, doors automatically shifting apart when you draw closer. Your bewildered eyes can only glance around aimlessly until they locate the elevator, rushing over and hurriedly pressing the button to go up. After what feels like an entire eternity, it finally dings again and you step inside, grip tightening on your bags.

When it comes to a full stop, you hesitantly lean forward. Your gaze traces over the many rooms that span across the lengthy hallway, each one containing a string of numbers stamped in fine print. It’s eerily silent as well, compelling you to wonder if that’s such a good thing until you begin sweeping by the various rooms, hearing distant sounds of shouting and yelling, even a certain crash that has your shoulders spiking and a shiver running down your spine.

There’s a sudden loud thudding noise coming from your right that mimics the quickening of your heartbeat, a cluster of students jogging by. All of them are glued to one another, swinging their arms around each other’s necks and loudly chattering away until they notice you, despite your best efforts to become one with the wall in the hallway.

Shoulders bump into you rapidly and your backpack slides off, getting harshly trampled on until it's kicked away to the side, a collection of snickers echoing before the group leaves. You kneel down, dusting off any remains of nasty footsteps with a sigh and shrugging it onto your back. Picking up your fallen suitcase, your eyes are both lost and confused so you opt-out for rummaging through your pocket, a crumpled piece of paper emerging in your hands.

“Room…613..…” You whisper, scanning the various number plates, “610, 612…” You look on the right side, “611..…613!”

Inhaling a deep breath, your fist rattles against the door.

When it seems like time has begun to slow down and the chattering of your breath erratically increases, the door is finally yanked open. Your eyes and mouth are both wide, jaw nearly dropping at the young man that stands before you.

Long curly black locks fall down his forehead, resting delicately against his sun-kissed skin and nearly covering his surprised eyes. He’s dressed in a loose black t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants, a lollipop sticking out of his pursued lips.

He’s extremely handsome, you acknowledge right away and when he leans forward to get a closer glimpse at you, you also realize – and very tall.

Before you have a chance to say anything, he spirals around and shouts in a deep tone.

“Jungkook-ah! Did you end up adopting a scrawny little kid and not tell me?”

“What?! No!” You hear a voice shout back far within the room, a delicate tone in comparison to the guy at the door. There’s some shuffling before footsteps stomp over, the voice growing louder, “Tae that’s our new roommate, stop being weird and just let him in.”

“A NEW ROOMMATE?!” The man – ‘Tae’ – glances at you with huge eyes and opens the door to the room wider, “Oh my god, where are my manners! Please come forth to our lovely home and pardon the mess, the black-haired fairy in the corner over there has refused to clean up his shit since yesterday!”

You’re greeted to exactly what he says; an utter mess. There’s piles of takeout and clothes sprayed out all across the floor, mixed in with a handful of dishes, specks of dust and some random clutter as you stand in the middle of the room. You catch a peek at the individual facing Tae, appearing to be drastically younger in comparison and sporting shorter black hair, a set of silver hoops dangling from his ears. Yet despite his youthful appearance, you notice that he’s on par to Tae in terms of height when he stands right next to him.

“The mess isn’t just mine you know?! You can clean up once in a while too!”

“What was that?? I can’t hear you because I’m too busy untangling myself from your dirty laundry on the ground half the time!”

You watch them argue from a distance, not quite sure about what you should be doing as your hand remains planted on your suitcase. Biting down on your lip, you wonder if perhaps you should say something, eyes darting between them at a speedy pace.

A scream almost threatens to leave you when a hand taps you from behind, whirling around to be greeted to another person – one with ashy-grey hair and flushed cheeks.

“Please do ignore those two idiots and come in.”

He kindly smiles, immediately taking the suitcase from your grasps. You’re at a loss of words when he gestures for you to follow him, gaze still darting back to see Tae and Jungkook completely at each other’s necks. However when you hear your suitcase being strolled away, you hastily trail after him to catch up.

After rummaging through a couple of keys, he unlocks one of the doors and opens it wide.

“Here’s your room!” He declares and his arms stretch out, as if presenting to you a wonderful creation. When you step in with curious eyes, you notice immediately that it’s extremely small – just a narrow window and closet in the corner, only a third of what your room back home was like. It’s also something that Jimin regards right away.

“I know it’s not much, but I can assure you it’s cozy!”

And yet contrary to the room, you find yourself absolutely agreeing with him.

“I love it.” You whisper, eyes spread in awe when you pivot around your surroundings, utterly mesmerized until the man behind you chuckles. “Thank you– uh…”

“Jimin.” He reaches out a hand with a smile and you instantly take it as he tilts his head to the side, “Those two are Taehyung and Jungkook, they’ll be your roommates.”

“Oh, so you don’t live here?”

Jimin shakes his head, “I actually live next door, but Taehyung and Jungkook are my close friends so I come by often.”

You nod and he whirls around, eyes darting to outside of the room.

“Speaking of which….”

You trail behind him when he goes back to the living room, a new high-pitched voice soaring out.

“Hey! Don’t fight, don’t fight!” Your eyes catch sight of a man with brown hair standing in between Taehyung and Jungkook, his serious expression causing you to feebly cower behind Jimin. But that’s when his eyes dart over to you, and similar to a light switch, he immediately brightens up.

“Hi! You must be their new roommate!” Rushing over, he snatches you up into a hug right away and you turn into ice in his arms, “I’m Hoseok!”

“N-Nice to meet you.” You take a step back, clearing your throat as you naturally deepen your voice, “I’m Y/N.”

“Y/N?” Taehyung frowns, “That’s a strange name for a guy.”

“I-It’s not really, it’s usually used for both genders so it’s not out of the ordinary for a guy to have it.” You suck in a breath when you've forgotten to breathe, all eyes in the room simultaneously glued to you.

Taehyung hums, “I guess you’re right.” He reaches out to grab Jungkook, who simply scoffs at him before his eyes roll over to you in curiosity, “As you might have heard already, I’m Taehyung and this grumpy twerp over here is Jungkook.”

“I would be less grumpy if you actually cleaned up for once in your life.”

“You really want to start this up again Kook?” Taehyung narrows his eyes at him, practically fuming as you dart your eyes all over the place. Hoseok flicks Taehyung against the forehead, causing him to whine as he tugs Jungkook over to his side.

“Will you two behave?! We have a new member in the room!” Hoseok scowls, donning a similar expression to before and they both immediately zip it.

Jimin giggles, “Seems like you’ll have quite some trouble on your hands Y/N. If these two aren’t getting their act together or bother you at all, don’t hesitate to call us.”

“Exactly!” Hoseok points over to Jimin with a grin, “We’re just next door so reach out whenever the case!”

“Thank you.” You whisper, softly smiling until an idea suddenly sparks in your mind. “Uh, if you don’t mind me asking– do any of you know about the competitive basketball team here?”

“You like basketball?” Jungkook inquires, doe eyes growing wide. When you meekly nod, there’s an explosion of awe surfacing in the room.

“That’s great Y/N!” Hoseok exclaims, eagerly gazing at you, “Are you thinking of joining?”

When you nod, Taehyung jumps in, “We have our first meet tomorrow morning! You should come with us!”

“Us?” You question, hopeful eyes scanning their faces. Taehyung smiles, a proud expression on his features.

“You can say you’re looking at last year’s elite team, Bangtan Sonyeondan!”

“Still hate that name.” Jimin mumbles.

Jungkook crosses his arms and scoffs, “I think it’s cool.”

“You and Namjoon are the only ones that actually like it,” Jimin rolls his eyes, before bringing his attention back to you, “but you should definitely come tomorrow Y/N.”

“Yeah! It’ll be so much fun!” Hoseok adds, causing you to smile.

“Of course.” You glance over at your room, an apologetic look appearing on your face, “I hate to break this up but I should really start unpacking…”

“Hey no worries, we should all get some shut-eye for tomorrow.” Taehyung gestures over to Hoseok and Jimin, snapping his fingers, “And you two, out.”

Jimin pouts, “You can ask nicely…”

“Last time he did, you guys protested and fell asleep on our couch.” Jungkook’s eyes narrow onto Jimin’s, “and drooled all over my carpet.”

“To be fair, Hoseok pushed me off when I tried to cuddle and– okay, okay we’re going!” Jimin holds his hands up in defence when Jungkook glares at him, grabbing onto his roommate and dragging him as he waves to you with a heart-shaped smile on his face. “Bye Y/N! It was nice meeting you!”

You giggle at Hoseok and Jimin offers you a kind smile, carefully closing the door behind him as Taehyung turns back to Jungkook.

“Now, does cleaning mean I have to do the dishes tonight?”

Jungkook grabs a dirty sock from the ground and throws it at him.

***

After spending countless of hours unpacking your belongings, you eventually decide to call it a night. You take a quick glance at the apartment, noticing the front door you had walked in had led into the living room – which aside from the couch and small TV, was still sprinkled around with Jungkook’s clutter. He had managed to get rid of the laundry Taehyung had mentioned along with some takeout boxes, though you’re not quite sure how Taehyung had seemed to convince him to do that. Taking a fast peek in the tiny kitchen, you notice there are no more dishes leftover either, so in a way you wonder if a compromise had somehow gotten established between the two.

When your head falls down onto the soft pillow you brought, you adjust yourself on the mattress you had plopped down on the ground, still exhausted from all the unpacking to set the bed up properly. Looking at the top of your headboard to the bottom where your blanket is, you recall that your room is right in between Taehyung’s and Jungkook’s, being the smallest one out of all them.

Thankfully, both of them have fallen asleep, the room being silent enough for your lids to flutter close.

***

A loud pounding sound jolts you awake, a bird’s nest resting on top of your head and half-lidded eyes darting around. You eventually realize the sound is coming from your door – another series of knocks greeting you once again.

“RISE AND SHINE Y/N! We have our first meet at 6 am sharp!” Your puffed-up eyes glance over at the clock you hanged up last night, the time reading 5:30 in the morning. With a sharp inhale, you scramble out of the bed and attempt to locate your comb and toothbrush.

“I’m awake Taehyung!” You hurriedly shout back, detangling your long hair at a quickened pace. Glancing around, you grab onto the short mop of hair sitting on the ground next to your bed, brushing it thoroughly before planting it onto your head.

“You better hurry! It looks like Jungkook’s cooking up some breakfast and I’m going to need help convincing him to share!” Taehyung retorts like he’s telling you a secret, a giggle being drawn out of you as you slide on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts.

“Not to worry, back-up is on its way!” You grab your shoes and sink your feet into them, a foaming toothbrush sticking out of your mouth.

When you finally come out, your greeted to the smell of freshly sizzled eggs and sweetening pancakes, eyes widening in surprise when Taehyung grins at your expression. After a full ten minutes of convincing Jungkook to share with the two of you – one that Taehyung had told you involved showering him with praises until he gave in – you’re happily chomping down as you race against the clock to head over to the court. Taehyung and Jungkook guide you through the buildings along the way, your eyes eagerly taking in every aspect of the school that you had just enrolled in.

“Oh, that’s the canteen!” Taehyung quickly says, “We usually eat there together after class.”

He starts pointing in several different directions, your eyes barely being able to keep up. “Classes happen there, those are the libraries, there’s also this really cool place called The Zone that let’s you get free food on Fridays.”

You nod, quite impressed with how well the school was built. Based on your own research, you had heard it was more catered towards students interested in the sports rather than academics, but there was a fair share of other things going on aside from the two.

“Guys.” Jungkook snaps you out of your thoughts when he points to the gym, your breath almost being stolen at the sheer size of the building before you. Taehyung takes a glance at his watch, sucking in a sharp inhale when you’ve only gotten a couple of minutes left. He grabs hold of you and Jungkook instantly, dragging you along with him at a speed that has the air knocking out of your lungs.

“We’ll show you the rest later Y/N! I don’t want to get killed for being late again!”

He speeds down the hallways, a blur of yellow locker rooms whizzing past your vision alongside the vast expanse of water behind glass doors. However, the small handful of details you take in isn’t what has your expression contorting in absolute marvel.

It’s the massive gymnasium that Taehyung brings you into.

It would be a shame to put it into mere words, the large interior that rises high above to the ceiling, wide enough to fit at least 10 teams. The ground is decorated with various streaks of colours, hues of bright orange and fresh white. From the corner of your eye, you can see the long rows of bleachers – already the sounds of thrilled fans echoing through the gym.

The astonishment steaming from your eyes is stolen away when Taehyung plants you in a line-up, right next to Jungkook and a familiar individual with ashy-grey roots.

Jimin beams at the new sight of you, and from a distance, you can see Hoseok standing right to him – but instead of having a giant smile on his lips and eyes full of excitement, his shoulders are stiff and his gaze is hardened.

Confusion waves over you for a second until you feel a sharp jab to your waist that has you straightening up, not missing the subtle glare Jungkook holds.

Taking a deep breath, you’ve failed to miss how the large gym is quiet – including the boys that are currently lined up. It almost makes you feel like you’re in the military, a heavy silence in the air as everyone’s form remains ominously tense.

Before a million of questions are ready to spill by your lips, the sound of footsteps stops you. Just like the rest, you swivel your head to the right towards it and if you thought the gym itself had already taken you aback, you were definitely not prepared for this moment in time.

Similar to a hit of deja-vu, it’s vastly familiar. The dark maroon hair, the narrowed yet intrigued eyes, the basketball clutched tightly in his hands as if he was holding a prized possession. Every single thing about him has you nearly dropping dead onto the ground, but its something you whole-heartedly try to refrain from, especially when he walks past you with a slight frown.

He moves to stand in front of the boys, a programmed commanding stance embedded into him and trained eyes already resurfacing.

Because in front of you stands the Min Yoongi.

The infamous captain of Bangtan Sonyeondan.

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notyetneedcoffee · 4 years

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Assassin For Hire 3

Pairings: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warning: None in this chapter

A/N: Another series along the same line of Birthday Treat and Moving Parts

When you came out of the bathroom the next morning, Steve and Bucky were going over a table full of equipment. Cameras, distance microphones, tablet computers lay scattered among the copies of information provided by the little girl. More photos of the guy filled the television screen, his DMV photo, a booking photo and others.

“Is that a juvenile arrest file?” You stood at Bucky’s knee, running your fingers through his hair. “Are you accessing sealed files without authorization?”

He pulled you down onto his knee for your teasing, wrapping his arms around your waist. “You going to tell on me, Doll?”

“Course not.” You pressed a kiss into his temple before looking over at Steve. “So, what’s the plan?”

“This guy is Michael Abruzzo. According to his file he goes by Snap.” Cap began. Bucky snorted. “Anyway, he’s been busted for stealing cars, and possession. Pretty much a thug, although his record is a couple years old. The associates on that list she provided indicates ties with drug rings and credit card theft. He may be a big fish in a little pond.”

“We still don’t see a tie to Sarah.” Bucky sighed. He pulled you a little closer, pressing his forehead into your shoulder. “Something in that kid really shook me, you know? Someone so young shouldn’t be so serious.”

“After today we’ll have a better idea what’s going on.” Steve briefly squeezed Buck’s shoulder. “You and I will go case Abruzzo. Sweetheart, I think you should go watch over Sarah.”

You pulled away from Bucky enough to pick up one of the tablets with Sarah’s picture. Her address, school, and family information scrolled over the screen. “I can do that.”

“I don’t think we should make ourselves known yet.” Bucky settled further back in the sofa, pulling you with him. “We still don’t know if this is real or some sick game.”

“Agreed.” Steve got up to refill his coffee. “I’ve checked out a couple of cars from the compound fleet for us. We should get going soon.”

“Let’s keep in contact today, just to figure out when we’re all coming in.” Bucky’s hand rubbed the inside of your thigh. “I have that thing with Natasha tonight, right?”

“Yeah, night testing for the agent’s requalification certs.” You kissed his jaw. “You probably won’t be done until one or two in the morning. Long day.”

“No problem.” He kissed you back. “Besides, Stevie can let me nap in the car.”

“Oh, I can, can I?” Steve chuckled, coming closer again, his fingers combing through your hair.

“Alight, let me up.” You tried to get out of Bucky’s lap. “Which stuff is for me? I’m going to get moving. I need to swing by and grab some popcorn.”

“What?” Bucky let you go a chuckled.

“If I’m just sitting around and watching something all day, I need snacks.” You smiled.

Steve laughed as he loaded a camera and other equipment in a backpack for you.

You watched Sarah run out of the building hauling a backpack that looked as if it weighed as much as she did. Kids laughed and waved, heading to bus stops and family cars. She, however, darted between the SUVs and sedans to the edge of the parking lot. A bright green, lowered Civic opened its door. Music rolled out as the little girl hopped in.

Taking pictured with the high power camera, you read off the plate number. “F.R.I.D.A.Y. could you give me the details?”

Her voice sounded tinny coming from the speaker on the small tablet. “The license plate is registered to a 1984 Buick Regal owned by Caroline Jones, age 84.”

“Stolen.” You sighed. “Can you enhance these pictures and get a good image of the driver?”

“Affirmative.”

“Good,” Transfer them to the file. “I’m following.”

You followed the Civic to a nearby high school sports center. Sarah and a young man, definitely a teenager, got out. He carried a gym bag with a High School logo on it. He looked to be about Barton’s height and strong. His brown hair, hanging low over his eyes, did not hide the shiner on the left side.

Mixing in with the crowd coming and going from the building, you discovered it was a wrestling match. The guy with Sarah made his way to the mats while she darted for the bleachers. You found a spot in the corner where you could easily watch. Thankfully, everyone held up their phones, so recording and not making eye contact seemed to be the way for the adults in the room.

Sarah chatted with a woman for moment, but soon she left her backpack and began running. Seemingly just playing, she jumped from level to level among the seats and spectators. As you watched, her face went serious and she ducked under the bleachers.

The small girl’s hands skillfully slipped between legs and into purses. She swiped credit cards against a little block box from her glittery Hello Kitty purse and returned them with no one being the wiser. The little one had quite the light fingers.

You hung back and watched for a while. Sarah’s brother wrestled pretty well, but your experienced eye caught the fact that he favored his right side. There were likely more injuries than the black eye. A very haggard looking woman in hospital scrubs arrived midway through the match. She saw Sarah and her tired face brightened, changing her whole appearance.

Sarah cuddled close to her mom, talking animatedly. This child, bright and happy, looked nothing like the little thief sneaking under the bleachers. Bucky was right, this was not normal behavior for a young girl.

From your car, you watched Sarah leave with her mom but you decided to follow the brother. You dialed Bucky’s phone. Steve answered. “Well, we can tell Buck the little girl is swiping card info.”

“Disappointing.” Steve sighed.

“I’m going to follow her brother. He driving a hyped up street racer with stolen plates. I’m not sure, Steve, he may have taken a beating recently. It could be from wrestling, but that’s not what my gut is telling me.”

“Be safe, Sweetheart.”

“Steve,” You chuckled. “I’m casing a teenager, not a Hydra assault unit.”

“Hey, I don’t care if your following Morgan through the compound. I’m always going to want my best girl to be safe.”

“Steve,” You grinned. “You are such a sap.”

“But you love me.”

“I do.” You listened to his chuckle. “Where’s Buck?”

“He’s on the roof of the building checking things out.”

“Through a sniper scope.” You laughed.

He huffed.

“Oh my god! He is! Isn’t he?!” You gasped. “Bucky is up there with his rifle.”

Steve replied, tone dry. “He promised not to shoot anyone.”

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youarejesting · 4 years

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Femme: 29

[MASTERLIST]

Recap: Work is finished for the year. After yet another mishap walking home, Joon asked to speak with you. He had been stressed from a big case at work so you decided to try and relieve him. A blow job later, you visited Yoongi’s home studio and he helped you finish before helping himself. Jimin returned home, dinner with the fam. Once they leave you decided it is a good time to talk about your kinks and preferences as a group.

Pairing: BTS - OT7 x Reader

Rating: Mature Themes.

Warnings: Smut, Oral, Blow job, Squirting, Masturbation, daddy/baby girl, praise kink, voyeurism, exhibitionism, group sex, first time, deep throat, over stimulation, forced orgasm (if you squint really hard across a football field, you might see some Yoonmin), (if you turn your head ninety degree’s and shut your left eye, and then shut the right you might read some KookieMonster/NamKook), (If you shake your head back and forth and wave your hand in front of your face between you and your phone you might read some dirty talk)

Length: 4.2k words

Announcement: I just picked some standard kinks from a website that I thought weren’t too crazy or too boring.

“Alright well let’s go to the table and do this seriously, because it is going to be a long discussion” You breathed heading to your room to collect your paper. When you stepped out you saw Yoongi making coffee and hot chocolate while Jungkook was putting out some snacks.. You decided to sit at the head of the table and Namjoon took the opposite with his laptop. Looking around you started addressing some issues. “Nobody is allowed to make fun of, laugh or shame anyone for anything, feel free to add anything to your lists whilst we sit here because if I hear something that sounds interesting. I won’t hesitate to add it to my list.”

“What if something in our ‘Yes’ column is in your ‘No’ column” Hoseok looked pretty nervous, you reached over the table taking his hand. Telling them all that everything is subject to change. They all seemed a little nervous looking around wondering who was going to read theirs first.

“Well I guess I will start, just so you can get an idea, let’s begin with the ‘Yes’ column. Everything leading to sex is not only okay but I would say required, that includes kissing and touching foreplay business” They all nodded, you could see Jungkook and Seokjin’s neck and ears going red. Namjoon was typing on his laptop agreeing with your words. “Oral both giving and receiving. Threesomes and group sex. Voyeurism and exhibitionism. Bondage and rough sex, both being tied and tying my partner up sounds fun. Female domination now i’m not saying I am good at it, but I am comfortable with trying it.”

Pausing letting your words sink in. The boys were shifting in their seats looking anywhere but at one another and fiddling with their paper. You smiled when you caught Namjoon’s eyes across the table, he nodded for you to continue.

“Dirty talk and trying Experimental positions. Impact play, more specifically the idea of spanking seems fun, I don’t know about paddles or whips and I would currently at this moment limit the area’s of impact to my thighs ass. Role Playing sounds like a lot of fun. Lingerie makes me feel very pretty so that would be a nice experience. Sensation play, like music, blind folds or feathers seems very sensual. Shibari and Kinbaku, sounds like something I want to try. Daddy/Baby Girl and Kitten play. Toys are welcome. And the one I really like the idea of but you all may not is watching you boys together”

You waited for Namjoon to catch up with typing and you looked at the boys who all looked a little weirded out at the mention of them being intimate with one another you giggled. A few however looked thoughtful contemplating the idea, but you didn’t let it linger for too long.

“Things that are in the ‘Maybe’ column as I am unsure if I will like them or they are something I would request you ask before trying and perhaps even ask before every time you wish to try. Include Anal Sex, Foot fetishism, Orgasm Control. Humiliation I may be fine with you calling me a degrading names but if you take it too far I might get upset. Gagging, I am scared I might actually vomit if you actively try but I am more than happy to try.”

“For The ‘No’ Column. Wax and Fire play, seems messy and dangerous. Electrostimulation. Water sports and Scat play. No way in hell am I wanting to use biological human waste in the bedroom it is messy and very unhealthy. But I would also like to say accidents happen and I understand that. I damn near cried when I thought I had peed myself this afternoon.”

“You were cute though, covering your face and apologizing. If it happens accidentally we would never be mad and we would still love you baby” Yoongi smiled up the table running his fingers along his bottom lip.

“What happened?” Jungkook asked trying to look between you and Yoongi.

“Namjoon was stressed so I gave him a blow job and Yoongi returned the favor to me, in the studio.” You said quietly and Taehyung’s mouth fell open.

“How was it?” Hoseok grinned asking Namjoon

“Amazing, better than anything you could dream of” Namjoon said “Women are amazing”

“She is so cute, and tastes amazing” Yoongi licked his lips moaning under his breath remembering the events from

“Very sensitive” Seokjin smiled

“You too?” Taehyung whined pointing at three of his hyungs “Baby bear me too, me too”

“Ya wait your turn I am the next oldest” Hoseok said and you laughed wholeheartedly at their argument over who got to be with you next.

“We only made out, with a bit of touching nothing more” Seokjin huffed “I should get a proper turn”

“I am not following a particular order. I am just living in the moment and trying to forget my worries about being intimate. If something feels good, I will try to let it happen, if I am not busy” You ran your hand through your hair watching them. They went around adding in new things they wanted to try, you added a few more to your list, your favorite was cock warming.

“That sounds lovely, I would love to fall asleep that way.” A few of them seemed to squirm once more at the thought. You had established a safe word, looking fondly at the bracelet around your wrist. The safe word was ‘Bangtan’ which made Jungkook’s heart fluttering.

“And that’s everyone” Namjoon smiled saving the document to an external hard drive so he doesn’t accidentally get it mixed with his work documents. He printed a copy for the filing cabinet, in his office.

“Well I am going to head to bed. Oh and I don’t work until after the New Year, Something about people not eating Ice Cream during Winter which is barbaric if you ask me?” You laughed trying to make your escape. Hoseok grabbed your arm pulling you onto his lap. You could feel how turned on he was just from the discussion. “Hey you can’t be selfish, if you do this in front of the boys you have to be willing to share”

“We can share, isn’t that right boys?” He grinned running his hands up the front of your shirt, standing up you slipped away from his wandering hands. He looked curious after you, hoping he didn’t offend or scare you but still smiling brightly as part of him could tell from your body language you were being playful.

You moved across the table to sit on Jungkook’s lap smiling at Hoseok. He pushed his tongue against his cheek at your action. The youngest was also sporting a rather large bulge in his pants and was rather flushed. Noticing their hungry eyes fall on you, a heavy feeling filled the room like a thick layer of pheromones calling out. Jungkook had his forehead pressed to your shoulder blade, panting heavily the hormones rushing to his head and frying his brain from all thoughts.

You were trying not to panic, your earlier promised to not worry was gone. This anticipation between the actions and words was hard to deal with. You weren’t in the moment enjoying yourself, you were worried about how to initiate this. They all seemed to be waiting for you to make a move or do something.

Busying yourself with cleaning up all the mugs from the table as nonchalantly as possible. Jungkook joined you packing away the snacks and throwing away any rubbish. “Kookie you should take a shower, you were working out”

“Don’t have too much fun without me?” He looked absolutely defeated his eyes turned down like a sad bunny, you could imagine ears flopping down by his head. Catching his arm before he could retreat down the hallway.

“We won’t do anything without you Jungkook” You assured him pulling him down for a kiss. He was quick to show enthusiasm and with all the practice he had every morning before work. He knew what you liked and wasn’t afraid to exploit it.

“Shower with me?” he whispered against your lips

“I can, but we have to invite the other boys too” you thought for a moment squeezing his biceps.

“What are you two plotting?” Hoseok huffed

“Anyone who wants to come for a shower, let’s go” he gave a boyish grin at his hyungs throwing you over his shoulder and smacking your butt. “Come on yeobo, your our leading lady”

“I am so dirty, I was traveling all day on the train” Jimin shot out of his seat.

“I should probably shower too” Seokjin said heading to the bathroom, you couldn’t see them anymore as Jungkook continued down the hall.

“You already had a shower?” Taehyung accused the older male, you were laughing as Hoseok snuck up behind Jungkook and gave you a kiss whilst you hung from the maknaes shoulder.

“I got sweaty making dinner, and it’s bad for my beautiful face to be sweaty” The older male said dramatically appearing in the hallway

You were placed down in the middle of the bathroom. Jungkook stepped back unsure. Yoongi, Hoseok and Namjoon were the first to remove their shirts. Jungkook backed away behind the braver three, slowly pulling off his own shirt. Telling himself it was just like at the gym, some guys go shirtless when working out.

Yoongi noticed your expression stepping closer, turning your back to the boys to give you some privacy “Tell me what’s got you worried?” His eyes scanning your face, Yoongi had spent most of his life observing never really participating and he learnt a lot from, enough to know that you were worried.

“I am just nervous when everyone gives me time to think, If someone initiates this, I will be fine” You hummed it was stupid but you were just so unsure these were the boys you were to be with forever and you loved them to pieces, you didn’t want to ruin anything.

“Initiate how?” your cheeks flamed in embarrassment from his question, but he looked at you sincerely. His thumb brushing the pink tint on your cheek.

“Just if someone starts kissing me, I will be distracted and feel more confident to get undressed”

“Hoseok, c’mere” Yoongi’s Daegu accent slipped out and you licked your dry lips.

“I like your Daegu Satoori, it’s sexy” he nodded his mouth pressed together in a line Hoseok stopping beside you.

“I will keep that in mind kitten. Hobi, kiss her with everything you got” Yoongi slapped Hoseok’s ass. Hoseok reacted like he was a race horse at the starting gates. Lurching forward and pulling you in for a kiss. You kissed back feeling the anxiety melt away.

Yoongi stood behind you his cool fingers were unbuttoning your shirt, sliding the material off your shoulders kissing your exposed skin. “Our kitten is very shy, she says that she gets anxious when she has to initiate things, she likes to be distracted because that’s when she becomes most confident”

You began removing your jeans and Hoseok moved to your neck. In the mirror, you saw the boys watching each had removed their shirts. Yoongi and Namjoon were removing their trousers. You beckoned them all. Taehyung bounded over like a puppy turning in Hoseok’s arms. He enveloped you his big hands splayed across your back.

He dove in for a kiss and you met him enthusiastically, pulling off his shirt and letting your hands trace his body as you had with Hoseok. Taehyung started trying to remove your bra but was struggling, you couldn’t help giggling into his mouth.

He was pouting and whining about you laughing at him. Apologizing you reached behind you removing the offending brassier, tossing it behind Taehyung at the boys. His eyes widened comically and he froze staring at your breasts. A few of the other boys tried to look around Taehyung to get a glimpse.

The shower started running and it was then you noticed Yoongi had disappeared his clothes dumped onto the tiles where he once was standing. With a grin you ran your hand through your hair and headed to the shower opening the glass door, removing your underwear before stepping inside.

“Kitten you look delectable” Yoongi said under one of the many jets of water that seemed to come out from every angle. The shower seemed fitting for the eight of you. You stood under one of the water jets and wet your hair, the trickling of warm water eased your tense shoulders.

“I see why the shower is so big now” Namjoon muttered stepping into the shower. Making sure not to look down just yet. You didn’t want to freak any of them out by staring at their junk, “how else would we all fit”

Jungkook was pushed in by Hoseok who was massaging Jungkook’s shoulders telling him to relax. Jungkook’s hands covering himself, everyone followed like an impromptu conga line. He must have been rather nervous he was the youngest and had already told you he felt inferior to his hyungs. Walking over you place your hand on his back leading him to the warm water. Pulling him against you feeling, his boner pressed between you and his lower abdomen.

He kissed you like he would everyday at the park, his lips traveling to your neck you noticed all the guys watching and your thighs tightened around nothing. You had your work cut out for you. Seven hot blooded young men with healthy sex drives. You pressed him to sit on the built in shower seat, it was a long tiled bench that ran across the bottom half of the wall.

Dropping to your knees and breaking away from the kiss, you took him in your hand. He let out a small mewl at your touch his stomach muscles contracting. You saw him looking at the others nervously.

“Don’t look at us, look at her, trust me you won’t want to miss it” Namjoon sighed, placing his hand behind Jungkook’s head and tilting it to face back down. You moaned at the sight.

You kissed his lips and telling Jungkook what you wanted to do. “Is that okay?”

“Yes” he said breathless before correcting himself “Uh please if you want to”

He was so hard. Wrapping your fingers around his length, running your thumb over his head. You massage him slowly not in a teasing way but just fast enough for him to get used to the feeling, not wanting to rush him. Pumping his cock you lean down tasting the beads of precum that begin leaking with a long lap of your tongue. A groan gets caught in his throat for a second before rolling from his chest.

You finally feel like seven men isn’t such a challenge. Not when they make you feel so sexy. With your new found enthusiasm, you take him into your mouth trying not to send him over the edge just yet, but he is young and his groans become louder and more frequent. He bucks his hips and he can’t control himself burying himself deeply searching for warmth. You moan and try to relax feeling your gag reflex start to put up a fight but you breathed slowly through your nose and hummed trying to soothe the reaction.

Your nose was pressed against his pubic bone the burn in your throat was like drinking Yoongi’s whiskey. A few stray tears mixing with the water from the shower. Grabbing his hips trying to control his pace so you had adequate time to breathe between thrusts. He was close, growling an animalistic sound as he came. The sight of him coming undone, made your own arousal spill down your thighs.

He let you go, his body shuddering as he was calming down and you coughed slightly, noticing Namjoon watching him. You sat beside Jungkook, kissing his neck and whispering to him making sure what he had experienced was okay. Once you were sure everything had gone well you looked up at the six pairs of eyes staring down at you. The throbbing between your legs becoming almost painful. They had been watching you and judging by each of their hard members they had liked what they saw.

Some of them were languidly stroking their hard cocks, while others were trying not to spoil themselves instead patiently waiting their turn. Seokjin makes eye contact winking at you, he steps over when Jungkook shakily stands. Some of the guys complain that it should be your choice who is next and he turned.

“Who is the oldest me or you?”

“You” they chorused

“So who should go next me or you?”

“You” they chimed again

He turned to you a devilish smirk on his full lips, he kisses you before he slips onto the floor in front of you. You blush causing him to chuckle. “You are so amusing, one moment you are a fiery minx, and the next you are blushing looking so innocent” he smiled opening your legs, shuffling forward he kissed you. His thumbs pressed along the undersides of your breasts and he squeezed them swallowing your whimpers.

He bent his head down to your chest. Seokjin’s tongue circling around your nipples. He took each in turn, you were unable to sit still as every pinch, lap and squeeze sent a buzz through your core. You were not quiet, making such provocative noises that bounced off the tiles. He smirked kissing the valley between your breasts and journeying south, pulling your hips forward for easier access.

He kissed your thighs, you saw Yoongi move out the corner of your eye. Turning to see him swiping his tongue across his bottom lip, his eyes meeting yours. A sharp pain spread through your thigh and you looked down Seokjin had sunk his teeth against your smooth skin.

“You keep your eyes on me, I am not a patient man, I don’t like when people interrupt me while I am enjoying my meal” He soothed the mark he left with his tongue. Leaned down, his broad shoulders bumping your knees. He sighed against you, the heat of his breath so close to your heat made your stomach clench almost doubling over. He muttered about how his wide shoulder getting in the way. He tried again and frowned before grabbing your ankle and throwing one of your legs over his shoulder.

He dove between your legs, his tongue swirling around your clit as he buried his face between your folds. You noticed his hand between his leg, tracing his fingers along his length. He moaned a low ‘fuck’ and groaned so deeply the vibrations made your back arch,Your fingers curling into his hair as he smirked up at you. He was taking his time with himself but he didn’t waste a second with your own pleasure.

“What does she taste like, Jin-Hyung?” Jimin asked

“Sweet like Peaches and vanilla” he said against you, it wasn’t long before you shuddered, thighs quivering threatening to close on his face. your voice warning him but he continued pressing his tongue harder against your clit, his hand squeezing around his dick. He came quietly breathy, you were the opposite coming loudly. He panted laying his cheek against your thigh and closing his eyes for a second to catch his breath.

“I want to go next” Taehyung said you took a deep breath swallowing trying to relieve your dry throat.

“We should probably hop out of the shower soon, we have used a lot of water” you muttered

“Taehyung rushed over, Wait I want to try with you in here please” you nodded he sat beside you kissing you his tongue fighting with yours. He pulled a funny face, “you taste like Kookie”

You moaned against him as he kissed you he wasn’t slow, he was all about chasing pleasure and you liked that. He reached between your legs, slowly played with your clit, his fingertips were slightly calloused you suspected from growing up on a farm. He pressed a single digit inside of you. One finger became two and two became three, you winced slightly. Curling his fingers forward, your body twitched against his palm, he moved his fingers quickly. He was not precise he was just creating a mess. His lips were pressed to your neck biting and sucking the flesh creating deep bruises against your skin.

You felt the familiar pressure you had felt with Yoongi. But he stopped causing a cry of despair to paint your lips, he lifted his head from watching his fingers getting sucked inside of you to look at you. His warm breath fluttering against your neck. “Can I, be inside you” he asked

His cute phrase contrasted his dark look, you nodded letting him lift you onto his lap, your hands gripping his shoulder. One hand around the base of his cock the other guiding your hips down against him.

He pressed against you, but it wasn’t quite right, reaching between you to move him to the correct place. He tried to pull you down onto his lap, but stopped him removing his hands from your hips placing them on your breasts. “No, Tae. Go slow otherwise you could hurt me” You said taking his lip between your teeth and biting it, as you moved on your own.

Taehyung’s low moans were delicious, they alone had you clenching around him. Soon you were seated on his length resting your head on his shoulder. You moved yourself slowly leaning back so the curve of his shaft would press against your most sensitive sweet spots.

“Go ahead” You breathed he gripped your hips helping you ride him, you were glad you had stayed in the shower as this was messy. Your hips bouncing in the air wildly. He was growling to himself, words you couldn’t understand but the gravel in his deep voice was sexy. He finished inside you throwing his head back panting. He continued muttering against your skin leaving more marks behind, you began to comprehend what he was saying.

“So tight, ah”

You lifted yourself from his lap and felt his cum run down your inner thighs. Hoseok sat down beside Taehyung instantly pulling you onto his lap. Your back resting against his chest, he kissed your neck and spoke to you not quiet or subtle. He outright asked if he could fuck you. Lifting your hips as an invitation, he positioned himself at your entrance. impaling yourself on his hard cock with an ‘oof’. Namjoon turned off the shower, the steam kept the room warm as did your activities.

“Can you use your mouth pretty girl?” Hoseok asked you nodded telling him you would love to. He squeezed your thighs “Anyone want to try this pretty mouth?”

They looked at each other Jimin stepping forward making sure no one protested. You kiss him hard, his plush lips were so soft, his tongue brushing yours. He pulled back and you eagerly leaned forward and took him into your mouth. Hoseok set the pace, it was a strong rhythm and they both kept perfect time.

They were in sync but totally different, Hoseok wanted to go faster gripping your hips and picking up the pace with grunts and agile hip thrusts. Jimin was whining. As much as he loved to get rough he wanted your first time together to be slow. Wanting to savor the feeling of you, wanting to tease you.

Yoongi hissed at the sight, as Jimin gripped your hair tightly, he was very attractive his features stunningly androgynous, Yoongi felt watching you both was becoming too much. Jimin’s eyes scrunched tight his head thrown back leaving his throat exposed, “I can’t” he whined “It’s too much”

Jimin was cumming, his body vibrating, you swallowed happy to watch him come undone. Yoongi had staggered over as Jimin rode out his orgasm. Yoongi’s accent thickened his words incoherent, it sounded like he was in pain his body straining to stand upright.

Jimin’s moans were like a throaty velvet and his whines were like a beautiful choir song echoing through the bathroom. Yoongi tried to say something again but got choked up as Jimin let out a long moan letting his head roll forward once more. Yoongi came hard, some landed on your face but most of it landed on Jimin’s abdomen. Removing Jimin from your mouth you licked his abdomen tasting Yoongi. But what you weren’t expecting was Jimin running a finger up his stomach and tasting him as well. The sight brought you to the edge, your walls clenching around Hoseok. Squirting over his lap, Hoseok’s hips stuttered and he came with a praise leaving his lips before laying his head back against the cool tiles.

Namjoon, walked over gently picking you up from Hoseok who looked absolutely spent. Before sitting you on his lap, he started talking to you, running his hands over your wet hair, moving it out of your face. “Hey baby, you did so good. You think you can take one more?”

“Of course daddy” You breathed slowly as he lifted you onto his dick, you were going to be sore tomorrow.

“Look how pretty you look stuffed with my cock, baby. I am going to fill you up so much, does that sound good?”

You squirmed as his thumb rubbed against your sensitive nub, you tried to pull away the sensations too much after just finishing your second orgasm of the night. The boys started the shower again and jerked off while watching you. “I can’t come again”

He ignored you and continued “I know you can, you can come again, your such a good girl”

You felt the tightness begin in your belly, you couldn’t sit still every touch, every thrust sent after shocks from your last orgasm through your body.

He tried a few different techniques and soon, had you on the edge, he smirked praising you some more promising to fill you. Your orgasm hit you almost painfully, crying out, it wasn’t as nice as the first or as powerful as the second. This was forced but still amazing in it’s own way.

After the shower was a daze, you were dried and dressed with the help of the maknae’s and when you stepped out heading to bed you saw the lounge room had been converted two large mattresses covered the floor with blankets and pillows piled up. Hoseok put on your favorite movie and you fell asleep in Taehyung and Yoongi’s arms.

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hello!!! could you recommend some filthy/ explicit maknae line fics, also with good plot?? angst is welcomed too HEHE

hi there love, so I’m not sure if you’re asking for maknae line together in a fic or fics for Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook that contain good plot (this will be a mix of all the genres I read, may contain dark themes and some indulgent pwp as well) + explicit/filthy smut, but I’ll just list them all for you! | 🍒

Park Jimin

❥ Power Play by @dovechim➴ Pornstar!AU | Jimin x Reader | One-Shot➴ You know him as the A lister of all porn stars; a man who sits pretty in his place at the top of the food chain. But you also know him as the Park Jimin who single handedly humiliated you and ruined your own career as a rookie just starting out, the epitome of the biggest dick in the entire industry… and you’re not talking about his assets. But when Park Jimin comes to you, saying he’s in a slump that only you can get him out of and begs you to sign an exclusive contract with him; things get messy… in more ways than one.

❥ Me, You, and This Thing Between Us by @boymeetsweevil➴ Married/Pregnancy!AU | Jimin x Reader | One-Shot➴ You’re pregnant and Jimin is… happy about it.

❥ Bless Me Father by tesselate➴ Priest!AU | Jimin x Reader | One-Shot➴ There is a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable. - Mark Twain

❥ Side to Side by @forgottenpasta➴ Idol/Therapist!AU | Jimin x Reader | One-Shot➴ Jimin loves massages and as his physical therapist it’s your duty to help him relax. Even if it means blurring professional boundaries and going a little too deep with your “hands on” approach.

❥ Otherworldly by @sinning-on-a-sunday➴ Coraline!AU | Jimin x Reader | Two-Shot➴ When you discover a tiny door in your home that leads to a much better version of your own life, it seems too good to be true. little do you know, the man posing as your boyfriend may be a lot more dangerous than you care to admit. and he is not intent on letting you leave.

❥ Dear Father by @gukptune➴ Priest!AU | Jimin x Reader | One-Shot➴ Drowned in their belief that a demon has encased itself to your soul, your parents send you away to be cleansed.

❥ Eradicate by @gukptune➴ Purge!AU | Jimin x Reader | One-Shot➴ A hotel intern finds himself trapped between death and lust.

❥ Neighbors by @jkeuphoriadreamland➴ Neighbor/Stalker!AU | Jimin x Reader | Series➴ Finally achieving your successes in life you never expected the distraction that came with your new hot neighbor. He, however, had been trying to get your attention for a much different reason.

Kim Taehyung

❥ Effervescence by fringesofsanity➴ Idol/Secret Affair!AU | Taehyung x Reader | Series➴ Just like the fizz of a cola on a hot summer’s day, your encounter with Taehyung is short but sparkly sweet.ORGetting married in three months, you and your girls attend Ultra Miami to cap your single life, a final hurrah of some sort. What you didn’t expect is meeting a beguiling boy with a boxy smile who gives you a festival you’ll forever reminisce.

❥ Teddy by @dom-joonie➴ FWB!AU | Taehyung x Reader | One-Shot➴ //

❥ Of Lace and Lust by @hobidreams➴ BFF/F2L!AU | Taehyung x Reader | One-Shot➴ Friendship rule number one: don’t imagine how amazing your bestfriend’s cock would feel inside you. except that’s all you can think about after accidentally discovering Taehyung’s kink for panties. specifically, the lacy ones you’re so fond of wearing.

❥ Slow Burn by fringesofsanity➴ Idol/Escort!AU | Taehyung x Reader | Series➴ He was just supposed to be one of those clients. But then he gives you a night you’ll never forget.

❥ Aperture by @maliby➴ Idol/Fanboy!AU | Taehyung x Reader | One-Shot➴ You met Taehyung at a fansign and you knew right away that he was trouble, are you willing to risk it all for a fan?

❥ Hush Baby by @jimio-nnie➴ Idol/MUA!AU | Taehyung x Reader | One-Shot➴ You’re a new staff at BigHit entertainment and it will be your first time in participating in their photoshoot as a makeup artist. What happened if you got left behind by your seniors and unknowingly ended up sitting in the same van as BTS; more specifically on your celebrity-crush’s laps? It wouldn’t take long until the friction against his crotch peaked your arousal.

❥ Baby, Oh Baby by @jungkookiebus➴ Lovers/Pregnancy!AU | Taehyung x Reader | One-Shot➴ Taehyung and you have been trying for months to get pregnant; you’ve tried crazy diets, stuck to your calendar, got him to diet, but it’s all been for nothing. No matter how healthy your doctor says you are, you can’t conceive. Taehyung tries everything within his power to show you that everything is going to be okay and for one night he makes you forget all about the calendars, schedules, and all the crazy things that came with you trying to have a baby.

❥ A Matter of Shyness by @jjungkookislife➴ College/Sex Worker/Lovers!AU | Taehyung x Reader | Series➴ Taehyung is your regular college student, who happens to do sex work on the side to pay his bills, who just happens to have a crush on Y/n from Sociology class. She has no idea she’s been thirsting over Taehyung (Kim95) and he has no idea she’s been following him on all his NSFW platforms.

❥ Fill You Up by @littlemisskookie➴ Married/Pregnancy!AU | Taehyung x Reader | Series➴ Your husband’s been very horny since you got pregnant.

❥ Dichotomy by @kpopfanfictrash➴ Arranged Marriage!AU | Taehyung x Reader | One-Shot➴ You hate him. He hates you. It’s a fine line though, isn’t it – between love and hate?

❥ Flower Arrangements by @iq-biased➴ Lovers/Pregnancy!AU | Taehyung x Reader | One-Shot➴ From the moment you met Taehyung, his flourish for life drew you in completely. It wasn’t long before you fell head over heels for the tattoo artist who was so wrong for you, it felt right. But your story hasn’t always been an easy one, and just recently it’s become a whole lot more complicated…

❥ Partition by @iq-biased➴ Mafia/Infidelity!AU | Taehyung x Reader | Series➴ Namjoon. Head of one of the fiercest gangs in Seoul, and your boyfriend. You know he has been working on something big lately. Whatever it is, he’s keeping it very quiet. So quiet, that you’re beginning to doubt whether he’ll ever get any time with you.But when his driver, the infamous Kim Taehyung, is tasked with taking you home during a date-gone-wrong, he’s got nothing but time for you. And time is something you’re finding it really hard to resist…

❥ Blush by @bang-tan-bitches➴ Idol!AU | Taehyung x Reader | One-Shot➴ “Will you kiss me here?”

Jeon Jungkook

❥ My Way by @ellieljade➴ FUBU/Infidelity!AU | Jungkook x Reader | Series➴ Jungkook doesn’t appreciate your boyfriend’s insistence that he stop sleeping with you and he knows just how to prove that you like it his way.

❥ Illicit Photography by @jkeuphoriadreamland➴ Photography/Student!AU | Jungkook x Reader | Series➴ You’re a well-respected university professor who assigns a portfolio project to your photography students, but your best student, Jungkook, doesn’t follow the rules very well.

❥ Taken at Dusk by @yeontanismypresident➴ Hybrid/University/Stalker!AU | Jungkook x Reader (x Hoseok) | Series ➴ The moment you sauntered into the party, his gaze was locked in on your form. Everywhere you went, his eyes followed along, not wanting to lose you in the huge crowd of sweaty bodies. There was something about you that drove his instincts wild. Was it your scent? Your attitude? The manner in which you held yourself? He didn’t have a clue and he couldn’t have cared less, so long as you were his and his only. And he would do anything to make that happen.

❥ Skirt Chasers by @koo1aid➴ University/F2L!AU | Jungkook x Reader | One-Shot➴ “Baggy clothes are in, but you wouldn’t know that, Miss I Draw Inspiration From Catholic School Girls.”

❥ Milestone by @koo1aid➴ Brother’s Best Friend/University!AU | Jungkook x Reader | One-Shot➴ Part of you is touched that Jungkook really has been there for every milestone in your life. The other part wishes he hadn’t shown up looking so ridiculously sexy.

❥ Blackjack by @kpopfanfictrash➴ Mafia/Lovers!AU | Jungkook x Reader | Series ➴ Bangtan is one of the most vicious mafias on the west coast. Only six members are known by name though, with a mysterious seventh member dubbed only as ‘the shadow.’ When you become indebted to the worst of the worst – how, exactly can you find a way out?

❥ Chasing Butterflies by @ddaenggtan➴ Nerd/Jock/University!AU | Jungkook x Reader | One-Shot➴ You never meant to be a jock in school. the volleyball team had just needed people and you were there and then you had a knack for it. you just happened to be good at it and went with it. similar to how you saw jeon jungkook in your friend’s orientation group and thought he was absolutely radiant and just went with it. for two years. you’ve spent the entire time pining from afar, mostly because you always seem to make a fool of yourself when he’s around, but also because jungkook is part of that exclusive crowd, the ones that you never can seem to penetrate: the weebs. that is, until your friends get sick of your hopeless pining and decide to do something about it.

❥ Sugarplum Elegy by @bymoonchild➴ FWB/F2L!AU | Jungkook x Reader | One-Shot➴ You know no bounds nor depth with Jungkook. While your fuck buddy loves sleeping in your bed and doing laundry for you with his favourite fabric softener, you are in love with a mysterious honeyed, velvety voice on Soundcloud. All’s fine, until you find out that the voice that metaphors your heart to a sweet sugarplum melody actually belongs to the boy who has been taking up a special spot in your bed and in your heart, strumming at your heartstrings all this while.Or, Jungkook has one braincell, but it’s heart-shaped.

❥ DNA by @btssavedmylifeblr➴ Breeding/Dystopia!AU | Jungkook x Reader | Series➴ Jungkook’s career is in jeopardy when he begins falling for a woman he’s supposed to impregnate.

❥ Bite Me by @jeonsweetpea➴ Vampire/Fuckboy!AU | Jungkook x Reader | One-Shot➴ You’re not very fond of your fuckboy blood donor, who’s an open masochist.

❥ Block Party by @minlucent➴ E2L/Neighbors/Fuckboy!AU | Jungkook x Reader | Series➴ Moving into your new apartment brings back memories of your biggest mistake.

❥ New Rules by @tayegi➴ University/Frat/Sports!AU | Jungkook x Reader | Series➴ //

❥ The Kids Aren’t Alright by @sketchguk➴ FWB/F2L!AU | Jungkook x Reader | One-Shot➴ Sneaking around with Jeongguk during your Christian retreat is complicated when you’re both dedicated to your jobs as co-youth group counselors at your father’s ministry.

❥ The Fitting by @noona-la-la-la➴ Idol/Staff!AU | Jungkook x Reader | Series➴ The younger Jungkook has a workplace crush on you, but you let the flattery get to you and make a proposition you can’t take back.

❥ Sleepy by @floralseokjin➴ Lovers/Domestic!AU | Jungkook x Reader | One-Shot➴ Jungkook’s never too sleepy for sex…

❥ Altar Boy by @gukptune➴ Church/Cult!AU | Jungkook x Reader | One-Shot➴ Altar boys tend to serve a much higher purpose than lighting candles in the church, though those purposes may be seen as sinful in the eyes of god.

❥ Secret Slut by @jeonsweetpea➴ Office/Christmas!AU | Jungkook x Reader | Two-Shot➴ Jungkook accidentally gifts you, his boss, a sex toy for Secret Santa.

❥ What’s Mine is Mine by @avveh➴ Idol/Fangirl!AU | Jungkook x Reader | One-Shot➴ You caught his eye from day one. As far as Jungkook was concerned, you were always meant to be his.

❥ Lust and Errors by @imaginethisbts➴ Step-Siblings!AU | Jungkook x Reader | Series➴ Step brother, fuck buddy… They were one and the same now. But what started out as some mindless fucking game, quickly turns into something much more difficult and complex.

Maknae Line (x2/x3)

❥ Number 23 by fringesofsanity➴ BFF/FWB!AU | Jimin x Taehyung x Reader x Jungkook | One-Shot➴ Your good friends - Taehyung, Jimin and Jungkook - find your bucket list and helps you fulfill the 23rd item.

❥ The Pearl of the Temptation by vultras➴ Maid!AU | Jimin x Taehyung x Reader x Jungkook | Series➴ You are working as a maid when you’re suddenly in charge of cleaning the shared apartment of Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook. One night you happen to be working late when Jimin stumbles into the apartment drunk. You help him to his room and he forces you to help him change out of his clothes. You try your best but you quickly realize the situation has turned for the worst when his erotic expressions turn you on- and what’s worse? Jungkook happens to be there egging you on… what started as an innocent job turns into something you only thought happened in dreams.

❥ Maid for You by @forgottenpasta➴ Idol/Maid!AU | Taehyung x Reader x Jungkook | One-Shot➴ As Bangtan’s dorm maid you’re expected to be professional, your identity anonymous. Until Jeongguk finds you on your knees beside his bed, with his rolex in your hand.

❥ Right of Way by fringesofsanity➴ Infidelity!AU | Jimin x Reader x Jungkook | Series➴ In theory, things were simple: your best friend was Jungkook’s girlfriend while your boyfriend, Jimin, was Jungkook’s best friend. In reality, things weren’t always that simple. And mutually exclusive.

❥ When You Least Expect It by @johobi➴ F2L!AU | Taehyung x Reader x Jungkook | Series➴ You’re in love with your childhood friend, Taehyung. The problem is, you treasure your friendship with him far too much to ever risk losing it. Oh, and he’s quite the Casanova. At your wits’ end with feelings you can no longer hide as diligently as you once did, you ask him to set you up with someone, anyone, in a last ditch attempt to avoid a heartbreaking conversation.

❥ Shameless by @imaginethisbts➴ Party/Voyeurism!AU | Taehyung x Reader x Jungkook | One-Shot➴ Taehyung’s the new guy in town, just trying to make some friends. And when Jungkook invites him to a party, he thinks he’s finally gotten a good opportunity to meet some new people. But what he doesn’t expect is witnessing his new friend Jungkook and his girlfriend, you, getting it on in front of him, and all of the other guys, at this so-called party.

❥ Clandestine by @ditzymax➴ Assassin!AU | Taehyung x Named OC x Jungkook | Series➴ As a professional assassin, Kim Kinsoo has many shrouded secrets in her life. Some of them she shares openly with her loving boyfriend, but there are other things he must never know.

❥ Jimin, Please Don’t Take My Man by @countrysundae & @hobiwonder➴ E2L/Office/Law!AU | Jimin x Reader x Jungkook | Two-Shot➴ And in that moment, you made the most selfish proclamation to yourself in your head, looking at the two men in front of you, one a devil and one an angel. You would make Jeon Jungkook yours - in some way, somehow. You would not let Park Jimin win this round.

❥ In the Dark by @caramelkth➴ FWB!AU | Jimin x Reader x Jungkook | One-Shot➴ Jungkook and Jimin have a very short attention span, and when you three are lost in the middle of nowhere with a truck that won’t drive, they find you to busy themselves with.

❥ Don’t Swallow by @gotmetalkinginmysleep➴ Idol/Poly!AU | Taehyung x Reader x Maknae? | One-Shot➴ Admitting your inner thoughts with your partner wasn’t a sensible idea.

❥ Money, Power, Respect by @minnpd➴ Married/Gang!AU | Taehyung x Reader x Jungkook | One-Shot➴ //

❥ Cherry by @kpopstories ➴ FWB!AU | Taehyung x Reader x Jungkook | Series❥➴ “Forgive me, ____.” He was whispering now.

“We didn’t get back together.”You felt his hands skirt down your sides and it made you shiver a little. He was pressing his body against yours and his skin felt like the sun, warm and achingly pleasant. You were no longer worried about the wet clothes you had on, but only the scent of him. He smelled like rain and barely-there cologne and deodorant. He smelled like the man you had been sleeping with for months and who you hadn’t been with for two weeks. He smelled like desperation. Well, maybe you made that part up, but it felt right so you let him hug you tighter even as you asked,

“Are you still considering it?”

❥ House of Cards by @aiimaginesbts➴ Exes/Infidelity!AU | Taehyung x Reader x Jungkook | Series➴ A love from high school days lasted until marriage. Just not yours.

❥ The Doms Next Door by @tatertotthethot➴ Tattoo/Poly!AU | Taehyung x Reader x Jungkook | Series➴ In which you unknowingly accept the offer to become a tattoo model for the two, sexually-crazed men next door.

#answered #tete-a-tete #spicybangtanwings #recs from hell #rfh:pjm #rfh:kth #rfh:jjk #maknae line fics #ohhh so this is a lot and i'm sure i missed more :(#i hope this list helps a lot of those looking for maknae fics #some are pwp some are shameless but most of all they contain explicit/flithy smut may or may not contain lots of feels #a long long long list

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lunar-jimin · 4 years

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only proper and right things only good things, looking out of the well

Pairing: Hoseok x Fem!Reader

Rating: 18+

Genre: fluff, mild smut, idiots to lovers

Length: 1.3k

Warnings: dry humping, cumming in pants, that’s it I think

a/n: this is my second fic for @ficswithluv‘s Bulletproof Bingo. I hope you enjoy.

bingo m.list | bingo card | m.list

It had been years since Hoseok had last stepped into your father's diner. When you had last seen him, he had been a scruffy teen laughing with his gaggle of friends. The Hoseok that sat before you was an entirely different creature. His suit alone must have cost several thousand dollars. His body had filled out, and he must have grown an inch or two.

You had heard stories about what happened to him. He and his friends were part of a street gang that had terrorized the local businesses. But never your father's diner, they never dared to touch your father's diner. Perhaps because your father had a soft spot for them, always knocking a dollar or two of the prices. After graduating high school (barely), most of the boys had moved out of town to pursue bigger and better things, Hoseok included. Together, they formed one of the largest business conglomerates in the country: Bangtan.

Bangtan had a mixed reputation. Many praised it for the incredible charity work it did, while others suspected it of having a shady background. You never minded the rumors. Who were you, a small town girl still waitressing at her father's restaurant, to judge the men who actually made something out of their lives. It didn't help that you had carried a flame for Hoseok since high school.

"Heya Hobi, what can I getcha today?"

His lips spread into a grin at the sound of his old nickname.

"Now that's a name I haven't heard for a while," he chuckled, "I'll take a burger, no tomato, and a sprite to go with it, love."

"Alrighty then."

You tucked your pencil behind your ear, before turning away to deliver the order to your dad. Before you could leave, Hoseok's hand wrapped around your wrist.

"Wha-," you swirled around.

"When do you get off?"

"Umm, eight."

"I'll pick you up then," he smirked, releasing your wrist.

You didn't question him, just turned back around before he could see you blush. You were only mildly confused as to why Hoseok wanted to spend time with you of all people. Sure, sometimes your friend groups would mix as teenagers, but he hadn't ever paid any special attention to you. You could count the number of conversations you've had together on one hand.

You tried to push your thoughts to the back of your mind while you finished your shift. Despite your efforts, you spent the rest of your workday distracted, and it was a wonder you hadn't messed up anyone's order. Hoseok didn't say a word to again, except when paying. Eight' o'clock rolled around faster than you expected, and before you knew it, you were hanging up your apron.

You hadn't brought a jacket with you, so you shivered as you stepped out into the chilly early autumn air. Lucky for you, it was only moments before Hoseok pulled up in front of the diner in a shiny silver sports car. You slipped inside without a moment's hesitation. If it were any other person, you might have questioned getting in their car after not seeing them for seven years, but this was Hoseok, and maybe you still liked him a teensy bit. A teensy, weensy bit.

Hoseok smiled at you as you made yourself comfortable in his passenger seat.

"Might I ask where you're taking me?"

"Oh, but that would ruin the surprise, wouldn't it."

You rolled your eyes.

"Well, seeing as I'm blindly trusting you with my life right now, maybe a surprise isn't called for. I'm already risking my existence being in this car with you."

"Now how's that?"

He hadn't taken his eyes off the road.

"Well, I haven't seen you in seven years, and now I'm in your car with no idea of where we are going, and you haven't said so much as hello to me. You might be taking me off to kill me for all I know."

He chuckled at that.

"Why would I kill such a pretty doll, like yourself? Besides, I thought we were friends and friends trust each other."

You raised your eyebrows.

"Friends, huh? Hoseok, I haven't heard so much as a peep out of you in all the time you've been gone. And even when you were here, I don't know if I would call us friends."

He shook his head.

"Well, I thought we were."

You spent the rest of the car ride in silence with only the low hum of his music to keep you company. You tried not to worry as you left the limits of the town and made your way into the surrounding countryside. When you pulled up to a private airport fifteen miles out of the way of civilization, you had to hide your surprise.

"Hoseok, what are we doing here?"

"We're gonna take a trip."

"Wha-? Where? For how long? Why? I can't; I have work tomorrow."

The word flooded out of your mouth as you noticed the lone private jet on the dark runway.

"I figured I had to make our first date memorable. And don't worry, I already cleared it with your father. Besides, I had to get your passport somehow."

He smiled.

"First date...wait, what?"

"Oh come on, you have to have known that I've had the biggest crush on you since the beginning of time."

You started at him blankly, disbelief flooding your brain.

"I had no idea," you whisper.

You looked across at him and had to will yourself not to shrink under the heat of his gaze.

"Yeah, well, I have. I know it's sudden and that I haven't been around, but I've been waiting because I was dealing with shit I didn't want you to get wrapped up in, 'cause you're it for me, and if something happened to you, I could never forgive myself. But now it's all good, and I really just want you. But I get it if you don't want to come with."

You shook your head.

"Oh, you idiot," you mumbled, before leaning across the armrest to place your lips on his.

He sat still for a second, before reciprocating your action. His lips were soft against yours, moving gently as though he was scared he would break you. His warm hand slipped up to cup your cheek. Happiness spread throughout your entire body as dopamine and oxytocin flooded your brain.

You felt like you had been kissing for an eternity when his arms wrapped around your waist and lifted you into his lap. His arousal was immediately apparent, and your hips ground down onto his bulge on their own accord. His tongue slipped into your mouth as arousal pooled in your panties. You were grateful that you had worn a skirt today, seeing as it was one less layer between you in him. A moan escaped you when your clit hooked on his tip.

You were sure you were ruining his pants, but you couldn't find yourself caring. It had been so long since someone had made you feel this good, and it was Hoseok no less. It only took you minutes to find your release, cum soaking through your panties and his pants. Drained of all your energy, you collapsed on top of him, heavy pants escaping both your mouths.

When you gathered enough strength, you sat up to find him looking at you with a soft gaze.

"Do you want me to hel-"

You went to reach for his zipper, but his hand caught yours, blush apparent even in the darkness.

"I-uh-I-"

You glance down at his pants to find his own stain had joined yours on his crotch.

"That's hot," you giggled.

He looked a bit relieved.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. And I'll go with you."

His face stretched into a huge smile before he pulled you in for another kiss.

"Alright, then. Let's go."

When you woke up the next morning, you were greeted with an aerial view of Baja and the cutest man you had ever seen.

#fwlbingo #ficswithluv #bts #hoseok #smut #fluff #idiots to lovers #hobi #jhope #hangsang

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kooala · 4 years

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50 questions tag

so I was tagged by the lovely @jinniestan , @bitoftaewithsugaandkookie and @sugasugakookies to do the 50 questions tag! Thank you so much guys 💖

LESGED DIS BREAD

1. What colours is your hairbrush?

I have a black and wood one

2. name a food you never eat:

never had any innards like cow stomach or stuff like that

3. are you typically too warm or too cold?

always warm, even warm hands in winter

4. what were you doing 45 minutes ago?

watched iconic kpop moments at MAMA haha

5. what’s your favorite candy bar?

Not a massive candy person but I LOVE Kinder chocolate, my fellow Germans will know what the hype is about 😌🔥

6. Have you ever been at a professional sports game?

yes I’ve watched a Yankee vs. RedSox game and I’ve been to a Patriots one

7. What was the last thing you said out loud?

Singing along and I yelled “IT’S THE LOVE SHOT!”

8. Favourite ice cream?

Mint chocolate chip

9. what was the last thing you had to drink?:

Woootah

10. Do you like your wallet?

Yes I bought myself a smal Chanel one after graduating 😊

11. What was the last thing you ate?

Sour gummies. breakfast is the most important meal of the day kids!

12. Did you buy clothes last weekend?

Nope

13. What was the last sporting event you watched?

bruh... soccer some time during the world cup? hahaha

14. what is your favorite flavor of popcorn?

Don’t like popcorn but buttered or sweet - def not caramel or salted! D:

15. who’s the last person you sent a text to?

@cultleaderyoongi

16. Ever go camping?

I’m the festival queen here so yes, 100%!

17. Do you take vitamins?

When I feel like getting a cold in winter, yes

18. do you go to church every sunday?

Just on occasions like Christmas or Easter etc.

19. do you have a tan?

I don’t tan easily, takes a lot for me to get a tan. I just get freckles on my nose

20. do you prefer chinese or pizza?

I mean I eat more pizza.. if that answers the question

21. do you drink soda through a straw?

Nah

22. what color socks do you usually wear?

Always black

23. do you ever drive above the speed limit?

😌😌😌 I can’t confirm or deny this haha

24. what terrifies you?

not being liked or loved

25. look to your left, what do you see?

my phone

26. what chore do you hate the most?

dishes because I don’t have a dishwasher

27. what do you think of when you hear an Australian accent?

G’DAY MATE, LET’S THROW SOME SHRIMP ON THE BARBIE

28. what’s your favorite soda?

In Germany we have a thing called MezzoMix which is Fanta and Coke mixed? heavenly if you haven’t tried it but I raaaarely drink soda. Last time I had Mezzo I was like.. 13 XD

29. do you go in fast food places or just hit the drive thru?

Go in

30. What is your favourite number?

I don’t have one

31. Who was the last person you talked to?

My mooma

32. favorite cut of beef?

Unless it’s attached to a dude, I don’t want it 😂😂

33. last song you listened?

EXO - 엑소 '전야 (The Eve)

34. Last book you read?

I listen to a lot of audiobooks at work so: Mr. Mercedes by Stephen King

35. can you say the alphabet backwards?

Is that a thing...?

36. favorite day of the week?

I really don’t care

37. how do you like your coffee?

With milk

38. Favourite pair of shoes?

living in the old school vans, black and white

39. time you normally get up?

I work so 7:20

40. sunrise or sunsets?

Sunrise

41. how many blankets on your bed?

One, in summer I only use the duvet cover not even a blanket

42. describe your kitchen plates?

They look like those handmade imperfect ones, really like that look

43. describe your kitchen at the moment?

a mess 🤡

44. do you have a favorite alcoholic drink?

Vodka atm, with some sort of mixer. usually a Mexican lemonade called Paloma

45. do you play cards?

Nah

46. what color is your car?

White

47. can you change a tire?

48. your favorite state/province/country/city etc.?

Don’t think there is one place because all places are unique and wonderful if you just look for the beauty.

49. favorite job you’ve had?

Definitely being an AuPair

50. how did you get your biggest scar?

my ex boyfriend accidentally crashed the bike we both were riding 😂

this was fun! I tag @cultleaderyoongi @bangtan-madi @sweetpeajeon @hiemmel @eslebt @kimsouthjoon @hosnack @hobsgguk and hope they haven’t been tagged yet. no pressure if you don’t wanna do it (:

anyone else who wants to do it, please feel free to do so! consider yourself tagged by me 💖✨

#kooala personal #kooala tag

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writemywaytoyourheart · 5 years

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tagged!

tagged by: @i-am-today-we-will-survive thanks for the tag love! 💖

1. are you named after someone?

a saint <3

2. last time you cried?

last night

3. any kids?

not yet :))

4. do you use sarcasm?

guess ;)

5. first thing you notice about a person?

gender or height

6. eye color?

dark and light brown mix

7. scary movies or happy endings?

can I say both? (but no gore) if I had to choose, happy endings <3

8. special talent?

being single, and I can cry on command....sometimes...oh and taking forever to post.

9. birthplace?

small town in New Jersey

10. hobbies?

reading, writing, dancing, daydreaming, kdramas, kpop videos, annnnd watching baking shows wishing I could do it too.

11. do you/have you ever played any sports?

Dance since I was about 3 or 4, ballet, tap, modern, and now I do dance covers for kpop....oh and all the PE activities I was forced to endure.

12. pets?

a finch, two doves and my puppy; a Bichon frise <3 :)

13. height?

5'4 or 165cm

14. favorite subject in school?

either literature, math or history. I liked when I was good at math, I love to read, and I liked learning about history but the tests and hw just made me hate everything.

15. dream job?

Being a mom :) but until then, an author, an English teacher in South Korea, a missionary that goes to third world countries and helps poor families, and a dancer/youtuber....who says I can't do them all? ;))

This was fun! Hope you guys enjoyed reading it, I'll tag: @kayakookie @incorrect-kpop-mess @melikeylikeyjimin @bangtan-sonyeonddaeng @kookiedoughfanfiction

#about me #tag game #s' me...chip

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lux-astrorum · 5 years

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15 Mutuals 15 Questions

tagged by @agustminsuga 💕

1. Are you named after anyone?

my middle name is the same as my mom’s first name

2. When was the last time you cried?

i cry almost NEVER lol but actually it was probably the last time I watched A Werewolf Boy (2012) bc that shit ruins me every damn time

3. Do you have kids?

i have one (1) son and his name is Jeon Jeonggook

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

i do but I try not to not be annoying about it...I think I use it mostly when ranting actually lol

5. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

their overall aesthetic

6. Eye color?

if a male author were describing them they’d probably be “atlantic ocean just before a storm.” they’re actually steely-blue.

7. Scary movie or happy ending?

happy endings all day everyday! (or at least resolved well, even if there’s mixed emotions involved.)

8. Any special talents?

LMAOOO

(actually I do kinda have one, and it’s a little strange, but I’ve been this way since I was just a kid, I’m really sensitive to like...people? like I can vibe people out really well and I’m good at sizing people up quickly & accurately)

9. Where were you born?

Deeeetroiiiitt

10. What are your hobbies?

taekwondo, studying Korean, drawing & ink painting, reading, walking...i really love baking too but I don’t have an oven atm:(

11. Do you have any pets?

not in Korea sadly:( my family back in the states has 2 cats, Leonidas (Leo) and Athena (Thena) whom I love to pieces even though they’re absolute dumbasses

12. What sports do you play/have you played?

I played flag football for a few years in college, then I got into taekwondo my senior year and I’m still doing that

13. How tall are you?

5 foot zilch, on a good day

14. Favorite subject in school?

art, math, & foreign languages (always my faves and ended up being my 3 majors at uni)

15. Dream job

the person who has to travel with bts everywhere and be on standby to give neck massages at any moment

loljk I do kinda want to maybe be an interpreter or translator in the future sometime? but that’s like...pressure...so idk

mutuals: @pretty-irish @lieutenant-sarcastic @shenzi-hemlock @redgirolf99 @margauxelise @joonieebby @mustangsgloves @sehyoons-lilracha @tendentious-thespian @notasprettyasjeonghan @thelonelybrilliance @s-hebi-s @bangtone @neo-bangtan @mimyama

#thank you for the tag🥰

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popliar · 5 years

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junghope fic links

disclaimer - this is all a bit random, I bookmark so many things and sometimes I don’t remember what I actually thought about them… But they are all readable and worth a click imo.

other posts: fic links

Something About You - poltaeroid Hoseok/Jungkook. "Jungkook likes things that shine. Hoseok is definitely one of those things." sweet college au. 5900 words.

for you i would cross the line - starbrigid Hoseok/Jungkook. "'I've had a crush on you since before we debuted, but I've only just realized I'm in love with you.' The one and only J-Hope has acquired a secret admirer in BTS. He's in London, and it's time to play Sherlock Holmes. ...It goes about as well as one might expect." I thought the characterisation was all really good except for the sex scene which was too hard stan for me lol, but ymmv. 9600 words.

Two, Then Two - bambambams (phanjessmagoria) Hoseok/Jungkook, Jimin/Seokjin, Hoseok/Jungkook/Jimin/Seokjin. "“It’s not anything against you—” Jungkook said, tone flat. “Except it is, though?” Hoseok replied, and he could tell his voice was still edging on angry instead of how he really felt, which was hurt. “You want to try swinging.” “Ok, don’t call it swinging? It makes you sound like a 45-year-old married white guy.” “Well that’s what it is.” “That’s what it is, but just don’t call it that.” (That's exactly what it is. And it's exactly what happens.)" the focus is junghope. 15,500 words.

petals and thorns - ffairyy Hoseok/Jungkook. "Jungkook shares a tiny apartment with his best friend and muse Hoseok. But Jungkook also has to share his muse with another artist." Hobi and Tae are fuckbuddies and JK is jealous. 6600 words.

twitter au Hoseok/Jungkook. "hopekook/junghope au where jungkook freaks out about hoseok all the time and the rest of bangtan is just there to watch him crash and burn"

your favourite worst nightmare - deuxoiseaux Hoseok/Jungkook. ""Hey," [Jungkook] says, in as comforting a voice as he can muster. He's a bit raspy from groaning and screaming all day, but he makes an attempt, at least. "Hey, it's okay. You lost your friends? Did you get separated?" ... The man nods miserably. or the one where jungkook works as a zombie in a haunted house at an amusement park and accidentally scares the pants off hoseok" 4700 words in 3 chapters but appears to be updating every now and then.

at least i got you in my head - ameliabedelias Hoseok/Jungkook. "But that was Hoseok for you. The living embodiment of Really Cool Hyung. The one person who did everything with ease and put everyone around him at ease. In other words, the perfect person to practice kissing with. // (Or, Jeongguk asks Hoseok for kissing lessons and It's All Downhill From There.)" perfect. 8700 words.

grand pianos crash together - pearl_o Hoseok/Jungkook. "The search results for "how to romantic" aren't very helpful, but Hoseok's gonna do his best anyway." Very very sweet. 5000 words.

Born to Run and Built to Last - theskipper Hoseok/Jungkook. "The best way to get over his crush on Hoseok would be to befriend him. Sure, they were friendly, but that was different from being a friend. He was friends with Namjoon, Jimin, and Taehyung, and he didn’t want to pin them against the wall and lick a line down their chest." JK has been in love with dance trainer Hobi since he was a trainee. 29,700 words.

a hopeful kind of dance - ffairyy Hoseok/Jungkook. "When Jungkook joins the dance studio, Hoseok takes him under his wing the way he does with everyone who's new." 4500 words.

drip drop - momentsinlove Hoseok/Jungkook. "“So um. What did you mean the other night when you said Hoseok would love an alpha like me?” Jimin looks up from stretching, a wicked grin slowly appearing on his face and Jungkook knows this won’t end well. “Let’s just say he likes his alphas a little more docile. Obedient.” Jungkook wants to protest that no, he’s not like that, but then he thinks about his own jerk off fantasies and he knows he’d only be lying to Jimin and himself. He likes the idea of being told what to do, he likes he thought of focusing his efforts on pleasing his partner. He wants to be good, god he wants to take care of his omega in every way possible. or alpha jungkook wants to be babied a little and omega hobi is more than happy to do that." 7500 words.

not a booty call - ffairyy Hoseok/Jungkook. "They’re still themselves, still friends, still all those things they need to be during the day.Right now, they're also a little in love." 3700 words.

your love is bright as ever - brightlight Hoseok/Jungkook. "It shouldn’t be a big deal. So Jungkook’s family didn’t seem particularly crazy about him — is that the end of the world? (Maybe, his brain supplies traitorously.) ++ Hoseok gets worried, Jungkook eases his mind, and Hoseok decides to put his energy into more important things (namely, using some of the first free time he's had in weeks to kiss his boyfriend instead of overthinking.)" sweet. 5300 words.

touch, my love. touch my heart. - jellyfishes Hoseok/Jungkook. "Hi guys,” Hoseok says, voice loud in Jeongguk’s left ear as he whispers into the microphone. “It’s me, your hope.” The voice is in his right ear this time. Jeongguk’s toes curl as his scalp tingles pleasantly." hobi does ASMR. 9000 words.

You're Beautiful And Sick, Like Me - nunu_noodles Hoseok/Jungkook. "He closes his eyes tight and tries not to think of the desperate man locked in that little room with his dark, dark eyes. Hoseok hugs Jimin close and makes a wish hinging on years of fear that this was going to be goodbye. Love me. Stay with me forever. Love me. His Revelation is too new, roaring in his blood like a flash flood, pounding in his ears. The sensations are too new - he thinks his newly made wall is safe and secure. He doesn’t understand what it is when his body obeys his wish and pours it down into Jimin, doing all it can to make the wish come true." really liked the way each person manifested powers and the slowburn pine from Jungkook. the sequel has hoseok/jungkook/jimin. it’s got a distinctly dark edge to the worldbuilding and some choices the characters make, if you’re into that then this is ambitious and great. 51,600 words.

on the edge - mysoulrunswithwolves Hoseok/Jungkook. "Hoseok is the reigning US wakeboarding champion, unrivaled in the sport. Jeongguk is his biggest competitor, if only Hoseok had any idea who he was" 15,000 words.

In Fear and Faith - im_your_hope Hoseok/Jungkook. "It's hard to shake something that is already under your skin." showers and bed sharing. 4800 words.

From The Moment The Lights Went Out - myadamantiumheart Hoseok/Jungkook. "The wolf comes to his door at night, and Jungkook always lets him in. He shouldn’t, he knows he shouldn’t. But he always opens the door- the balcony door, where Hoseok appears with his grin glowing in the moonlight, like the Cheshire Cat leading Alice further into the forest. Jungkook wonders if Hoseok really likes him, or whether he just likes the fact that Jungkook will let him in, feed him, and then let him fuck Jungkook into the mattress." Trans JK. Hobi is secretly a vigilante. 9100 words.

spring and, by summer, fall - bizzanus Hoseok/Jungkook. "The new tightrope apprentice looks at Hoseok like he's made of stars." very good circus au. 28,100 words.

Like Snow, Like White Ashes - ashardoffreedom Hoseok/Jungkook. "“I’m not sure if there’s an easy fix.” Do you want me to help you fix it? Jungkook looks up at the ceiling. It’s very white. It’s very pure. “Hyung, maybe you’re not supposed to.”" jk comes to terms with being asexual. 4500 words.

of white lies and autumn leaves - ffairyy Jungkook/Hoseok. "“Fuck that,” Jungkook slurs. “I’m not less grown up just because I haven’t had a relationship yet. Right Hyung? It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t make me uncool.” or the pretend dating fic where the boys make fun of Jungkook for being inexperienced and Hoseok jumps to his defense" VERY SWEET 34,000 words.

Perfect Ten - bugarungus Hoseok/Jungkook. "If Jeongguk can bowl a perfect game, he wins twice." Cute! 2500 words.

Wake - AlixSkyeDawg Taehyung/Seokjin, Namjoon/Jimin, Jungkook/Hoseok. "Hoseok was close, close enough for Jungkook to admire the shape of his face, the smoothness of his skin, the thick fringe of lashes along his cheeks, his lips, slightly parted and far too inviting. Before he could think about it too much, he leaned forward and pressed his lips to Hoseok’s." island holiday soap opera! 72,100 words.

It's Time to Love You - eightninetwo Hoseok/Jungkook. "Hoseok's fine with his life, all things considered. What he's not fine with, is the reappearance of that one almost-boyfriend who certainly looks More Than Fine right now." oh no he's hot. 7300 words.

i'm smiling, he's living, he's golden - Chlexcer Hoseok/Jungkook. "They are the base of a mountain. A fucking mountain. Now, Hoseok enjoys nature. He likes parks and he loves the beach; he likes playing on the snow, and he loves flowers. But mountains? Not his cup of tea, exactly. (Throw Jungkook into the mix, and it's a whole different story.)" 5400 words.

share my life (it's yours to keep) - momentsinlove Jungkook/Hoseok. ""You know, maybe we should just get married," Hoseok says. Jungkook nearly chokes on his water that he's got to his lips and in his his haste to put it down he bangs his knee on the underside of the table. When he looks at Hoseok with wide eyes, Hoseok is staring with a smirk on his face, chin propped up in his hand. Jungkook realizes that Hoseok is joking of course, no one in their right mind is going to marry someone after two hook ups (even ones that were mind numbingly good) and one date. Except when Jungkook sort of thinks about it, the idea of marrying someone, anyone, has his heart skipping a beat or the ridiculously long fic where Hoseok and Jungkook fuck a lot and are super romantic. All they wanna do is get married." conflict free but very readable. 13,700 words.

One in a Million - momentsinlove Hoseok/Jungkook. "In fact it's nice when Jungkook ends up in Hoseok's bed. Hoseok won't say he gets lonely easily but it's been tough ever since Jimin officially moved out. They'd sometimes just lay in each's other bed, watching a movie or talk about their day and Hoseok misses that. Jungkook does a good job of filling in when he stays over, always ready for a good cuddle session and he's so fucking clingy but Hoseok loves it, adores the way Jungkook clings to him like a koala. It's not even sexual either. They've never fooled around despite their closeness and when Jin asks, Hoseok is honest in saying no, they've never fucked, never even jerked each other off. Jin looks at him like he's lying but it's the truth. Even though he's an alpha and Jungkook's an omega they have never been around each other during their heats and ruts so it's never been something Hoseok has had to think about. or Jungkook shares Hoseok's bed more often than not and realizes that maybe they are meant to be mates" a/b/o. 10,100 words.

the stars are brightly shining - monbon Hoseok/Jungkook, preslash. "Sometimes Christmas doesn't go the way you expected. And sometimes that's alright. or, Hoseok always spends winter break on campus. This time, Jeongguk joins him." 5300 words.

Blanket Kick - nunu_noodles Hoseok/Jungkook. "It takes 2 hours and 40 minutes for the train from Busan to get to Seoul Which means Jeongguk is going to meet his online boyfriend in 2 hours and 40 minutes Time moves both too slowly, and far, far too quickly He checks the time quickly. 15 minutes to go. Holy shit. Holy. Shit." 34,700 words.

where the light can't reach - undercoverjikooks Hoseok/Jungkook. "Sometimes he would cry for no reason on his bed at two in the morning because his heart felt empty in certain corners, like the light of all of the good things in his life couldn’t reach quite far enough to fill those dark places. or, alternatively, Hoseok is scared of contentment." Hoseok stays at Jungkook's b&b, and they fall in love. 9600 words.

One Fear - Jajungmyeon Jungkook/Hoseok. "Good-looking men did not scare Jeongguk. They... overwhelmed him... with their daring beauty. They brought out the boy in Jeongguk. And Jeongguk was not a boy. He was a man who had a job and paid taxes. He was a whole grown up. Well, not as grown up as Yoongi who could clean his bathroom without dry-heaving once (but that was because he was on a completely different level, a grownup- old man edition). Jeongguk had not made it through college and student loans and paychecks to regress to boyhood simply because a gorgeous male looked his way." very readable tho i mean there's some workplace bullying. 4300 words.

i never felt nothing like that, looking at you looking right back - jellyfishes Hoseok/Jungkook. "“Don’t play dumb, it doesn’t look good on you. Jeonggukie is an innocent baby.” Hoseok’s smile widens. Jimin jabs a finger into his chest. “You stay away from him, hyung.” “He’s so cute, though,” Hoseok whines, and he’s grinning now. “Jimin, you know I can’t resist it when they’re cute.” or, hoseok likes cute boys, and jeongguk is very cute. jimin probably never should have introduced them." cute. 9300 words.

you got me catching feelings - momentsinlove Jungkook/Hoseok. "Jungkook and Hoseok decide to hook up as just bros until they start to catch feelings." soft and porny. 10,000 words.

blue flame special - nonheather Hoseok/Jungkook. "hoseok just got dumped and now a clearly under aged bartender is refusing to serve him a much needed round of shots. ("can you do this teenage angst thing some other time? my ex just walked in with his new boyfriend and i could really use some liquid cowardice." the kid narrows his eyes in the direction hoseok had nodded toward. "seokjin hyung's your ex?") hoseok nods. "you know him?" "yeah," jeongguk glares at hoseok and begins stepping away, definitely refusing to serve him any drink at all. "he dumped me for you.")" this is a melodrama with all the ups and downs and twists and turns, but it's riveting and addictive in that way too. cw for jin's past (abuse). 106,300 words.

Serendipity - redhowler Hoseok/Jungkook. "Hoseok is an architect with an eye for art and Jungkook has a masterpiece painted on his back." 8000 words.

a hold on me - CaptainButts Jungkook/Hoseok. "hoseok moves into a new neighborhood, meets his questionable neighbors, and rekindles an old love." 13,000 words.

pas de deux - peachtae Jungkook/Hoseok. "dancing with jungkook has always come naturally to hoseok." from childhood to old age. 7700 words.

Tryna Count Me Out - freelancejouster Jungkook/Hoseok. "Who even does that? Just — just goes around kissing random strangers? And okay, maybe it was to save him from looking like a fool in front of an entire stadium of people, and maybe he liked it a little bit too much, but was Hoseok going to admit that? Not likely.(Aka Hoseok gets kissed by a cute stranger on the kiss cam and can’t get the memory of vanilla Chapstick and soft lips out of his mind.)" 5000 words.

there's a galaxy between you and me - venenumm Hoseok/Jungkook. "Jung Hoseok, best ship pilot in Seoul, hell, in Korea. Together with his exceptional crew, they travel the stars, gathering and delivering goods for clients. But they always return home, always back to Seoul. And Jung Hoseok's fate drops into his lap in Seoul, aptly named Jeon Jungkook. or space pilot jung hoseok meets android jeon jungkook and things happen." 5700 words.

tryna act nice (boy your cover's blown) - blvesey Hoseok/Jungkook. "jeongguk smells like a whore, but he isn't one. hoseok looks like an asshole, and he absolutely is. but he's nothing if not a good sportsman, and so he's always willing to reward effort." street racing au. 6400 words.

Mountain Dew Me? - ecrivantkazl Hoseok/Jungkook. "“Pop my cherry?” No hello, no customer service smile, not even a what can I get you? His tone is even, eyes wide and growing wider, and he is about two seconds from swallowing his whole entire body head first. He should have stayed in bed this morning. "Pardon...me?"" bartender au. 4600 words.

The Moment I Met You - lonelyonion Hoseok/Jungkook. "Jungkook has a newfound fascination with the idea of marriage, but it seems like his boyfriend of six years, Jung Hoseok, does not share in his fascination. Or, Jungkook kinda wants to be a married man, but somehow things are going a little differently than he'd hoped." 4700 words.

Call Me Baby - MarionetteFtHJM Hoseok/Jungkook. "Jungkook was a badass dude. He was a leather-wearing, motorcycle-riding, no-nonsense-attitude dude. There was absolutely no reason for him to be acting like a damn blushing virgin. Especially around Jung Hoseok, the dude of his dreams- not that he’d ever tell him that, no sir-e." 3200 words.

stitch me up (you're so pretty) - jjks Jungkook/Hoseok. "“Embroidery,” Jeongguk repeats. “I’m gonna join an embroidery class,” his voice trails off a little at the end, losing some of its vigor and quieting down when he realises it’s stupid. So stupid. Even stupider when spoken out loud." 10,200 words.

A Sheep in Wolf's Clothing - blimpish Jungkook/Hoseok. "When Jeongguk decides it's time to live out his fantasy of being knotted, he determines that Hoseok is the best (read: least awful) candidate for the job." a/b/o and dancer au. does interesting things with the trope. also, hot. 35,000 words.

Gotta Hand It to You - freelancejouster Hoseok/Jungkook. "Hoseok was trying to think of living by himself as an adventure, a new experience, something to look forward too. He hadn't thought it'd be like this." maknae line are neighbours. Hoseok has a crush. 19,000 words.

F is for Figure It Out, Kiddo - exfatamorgana Jungkook/Hoseok. “Crying and Pining and Growing the Fuck Up: A Life-story in Stages” childhood friends who eventually become something more in late 20s. 10,400 words.

to the places you will be from - krisssy Jungkook/Hoseok. "jungkook accidentally adds hoseok on snapchat" Cute. 4300 words.

The First and, Hopefully, the Last - wingedseok Jungkook/Hoseok. "Hoseok is seventeen years old, has known Jeongguk ever since the bunny-looking kid was born, and he has never been kissed. Luckily, his dongsaeng knows exactly what to do." 2000 words.

DOES/DOES NOT - Jajungmyeon Jungkook/Hoseok. "Jeongguk thinks Hoseok likes him. Hoseok thinks Jeongguk does not like him. They are both wrong and get yelled at by Yoongi." fun story about 'does hyung really like me or is it just his normal skinship.' if you roll with the jk characterisation, this is so fun, 20,000 words.

Bloodflows - mnsg Hoseok/Jungkook. "Sharing a bath at 3AM with all 178cm of Jeon Jeongguk is at least one of Hoseok's ideas of torture." 2200 words.

On My Life (I Swear) - Sevensoulmates Hoseok/Jungkook. "Hoseok had no idea what he got himself into when he befriended a random stranger that day on the street. He hadn't thought anything of it, even though it kind of was a bit of an unusal circumstance. Still, how was he to know that the boy was the President's Son, the most hidden and protected person in all of the country? Not until the day he walks into his new job as a bodyguard and gets chained to the boy himself does he realize that things are about to get a little fucked up." a big long soapy bodyguard AU. 113,100 words.

bone + tissue - minsfw Jungkook/Hoseok. "jungkook is a student of photography; hoseok has really soft lips." This is good. 10,400 words.

Dance With Me, Hyung - TheHalesNyx Jungkook/Hoseok. "Kook convinces Hobi to take him along when he goes out dancing one night. Must include: "Are you drunk?"" 11,400 words.

eventually - yoogni Jungkook/Hoseok. "jeongguk turns his head to see someone who is almost definitely the most attractive person he's ever seen. his hair is soft, his eyes are bright, and his smile is somehow heart-shaped. not to get ahead of himself, but jeongguk is very possibly in love." Jungkook is really really shy. 5500 words

one shot (is all i need) - kaythebest Jungkook/Hoseok. "Jungkook wants to be a bartender. If he wants anything else, well, that's just a bonus." 6300 words.

these spaces between infinities - astringxnt Jungkook/Hoseok. "because the truth is that we're always finding sanctuary in unfamiliar places, trying to caress warmth into fires." Fwb, Jk takes Hoseok home for the holidays. 9000 words.

come across the kitchen to me - Acavall Jungkook/Hoseok. "Jungkook is jealous. Jungkook has no right to be jealous. Jungkook is an idiot. In which Jungkook and Hoseok are roommates and Jungkook wishes they were more." 3000 words.

bored stiff (out of my brains) - loafers Hoseok/Jungkook. "Jungkook gets bored. The devil finds work for idle hands." PWP. 3800 words.

another life - Acavall Hoseok/Jungkook. "Jungkook and Hoseok talk alternate realities amidst fake kitchens. JungHope fluff from the day they went to Ikea in Sweden and then nearly got arrested for setting off the fire alarm." sweet. 2700 words.

Fall and Recover - exfatamorgana Jungkook/Hoseok. "Behind closed doors and in foggy mirrors, Jeongguk and Hoseok learn that sometimes, falling together is just as easy as falling apart. And it's so much nicer. i.e. in which they're both dance majors and Hoseok is the TA for Jeongguk's performance workshop." 75,100 words. Also has a sequel, 150,000 words.

all the world's noise - astringxnt Jungkook/Hoseok. "in between late night dance practices and Thursday study dates, Jungkook lets Hoseok teach him that love doesn’t have to be loud to be real." 7400 words.

vagabonds' chaos theory - astringxnt Jungkook/Hoseok. Secret agents au. Hoseok is Jungkook's mentor. 7300 words.

Lionheart - nivo Jeongguk/Hoseok. "The problem is simple, really: Jeongguk is cool, and Hoseok is... Hoseok." Hoseok decides he must bungee jump bc he's insecure about their relationship. This is adorable. 2000 words.

New Romantics - nivo Hoseok/Jeongguk. "Music majors know what romance is all about. (Jeon Jeongguk is not a music major. Neither is Jung Hoseok.)" 2800 words.

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2/2/3 - cobbleles Hoseok/Namjoon/Jungkook. "There is plenty of fish in the sea, two and two and three. Or: Hoseok wants to see other people and Namjoon agrees. Prompt - Secret Relationship." they're in an open relationship and both are dating jk, all three are dumb. 9900 words.

namkookhope au Namjoon/Hoseok/Jungkook. "NAMKOOKHOPE AU 💕 jungkook is looking for something casual, he signs up to tinder & meets namjoon. he’s in an open relationship and not looking for anything srs. so it’s fine if he starts sleeping w his dance teacher jhope too, right? what could go wrong?"

playing for your heart - umji Jungkook/Hoseok/Seokjin. "Jungkook should have known something was up from the way they were acting, they had been unusually quiet all night, sharing looks across the room when they thought he was caught up in his game. He didn’t quite know what he was expecting them to say - maybe they were going to elope? That seemed like something the pair of them would do - but he was certainly not expecting them to tell him they had signed him up for a dating game show." 17,100 words.

Harmless - Untested_Waters Hoseok/Jungkook/Taehyung. "Jungkook is fine, really. He doesn’t need Taehyung and Hoseok’s help. Except for the fact that he is absolutely not fine and really, really needs Taehyung and Hoseok’s help." Porn. 11,000 words.

Gushing Gold - syubology Hoseok/Taehyung/Jungkook. "Hoseok watches them, can see them through the opaque material, Taehyung's fingers tracing over the dark lines and swirls inked into Jungkook’s skin. His own hand resting where it fell onto the youngest's thigh doesn’t feel so chill all of a sudden when he takes a moment to think about where they are, what they’re doing, how it would look to an outsider: the three of them snuggled close, tangled limbs and heavy eyes and fingers sneaking under clothes. He tries not to think like that too often – how it looks, how it feels, how easy it’d be to poke at the boundaries, to be just as curious and daring as Kim Taehyung’s stunning fingers – but there’s something different in the air tonight." PWP. 19,900 words.

We Float - Icicles Hoseok/Jungkook/Yoongi. "Jungkook’s gaze on them is searing. She can feel his dick growing harder against the side of her thigh as he watches them. It’s good. It’s all good. It’s a lot. Just like a good distraction should be. OR Jungkook and Hoseok get sad watching Titanic. Yoonji is always a little sad these days. They try to find comfort together." 5900 words.

An Experiment in Threesomes - Only_A_Fangirl Hoseok/Jungkook/Yoongi. "Still. What does he have to lose? He’ll just tell them about his problem, like a proper dongsaeng to his hyungs, and maybe they’ll have a solution. And maybe that solution will be to have sex with him. Probably not. But maybe. So, he won’t just say ‘I want you to take my virginity’, he’ll just hope that they offer. He might also lose just a little bit of his dignity, but not much, because he’s sure they won’t make fun of him. Or, the tale of Jeongguk's virginity loss to Hoseok and Yoongi." it does have an open ending - but it's pretty great. 37,600 words.

and i'll smile upon you too - pearl_o Hoseok/Yoongi/Jungkook. ""what is going on right now?" yoongi says, still staring at hoseok. "i'm trying to communicate with you! like adults!" hoseok says. "you're doing a really bad job," says yoongi. "how did you picture this conversation going?" hoseok slumps until he's half lying down, letting his legs hanging over the edge of the mattress. "i was gonna tell you that i love you and that i want you to be happy and that i could be happy even if it meant...you know. sharing."" sweet! 5900 words.

Finer Than The Fine Arts - anonymousloris Hoseok/Yoongi/Jungkook. "Regardless, Hoseok and Yoongi had been best friends since they started college, and potentially for many years to come. If anything, it should be fun to have a blow off class together their senior year. Just one little fine arts class to graduate. An easy-peasy Photography 101. No heavy clouds on the sunny, blue horizon. That was, until they turned the corner and stepped into the classroom, their eyes landing on a tall, dark, and very handsome looking freshman sitting in the front row. They looked at each other and in unison said, "Dibs."" 9200 words.

put my favourite record on - umji Yoongi/Hoseok/Jungkook. "Yoongi never should have mentioned (admittedly he was drunk at the time so it was less in casual conversation and more of a secret confession that he’d whispered to Hoseok whilst he had been sat under the kitchen table) that he had a weakness for cute boys and great singing voices and cute boys with great singing voices." 7400 words.

Untraditional - TheHalesNyx Yoongi/Hoseok/Jungkook. "they're in this rare kind of alpha/beta/omega relationship but it's still super cute. Their different personalities work together perfectly but then omega Kookie's heat hits for the first time, since he didn't use suppressants for the first time." Yoongi and Hoseok are alphas, Jungkook is an omega. 14,100 words.

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~92 truths tag~

Rules: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 92 truths about you. at the end choose 25 people to be tagged.

Tagged by @la-petite-schu thanks for tagging me sara! ily~~~

LAST:

drink: water

phone call: with my brother to notify him that food is ready

text message: ok to my mother

song you listened to: 2 Hour Anime Mix - Best Of Anime Soundtracks | Emotional Ride - Epic Music

time you cried: when i was watching this video of animals reuniting with their human friends :)

HAVE YOU EVER:

dated someone twice: no

been cheated on: no

kissed someone and regretted it: yeah

lost someone special: yeah

been depressed: yeah

been drunk and thrown up: no

IN THE PAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

made a new friend: yeah

fallen out of love: no

laughed until you cried: yeah

met someone who changed you: yeah

found out who your true friends are: yeah

found out someone was talking about you: idk?

GENERAL:

how many people on tumblr do you know in real life?: i think 3?

do you have any pets?: my bro’s fishies

do you want to change your name?: no

what time did you wake up this morning: 9:15 pm?

what were you doing last night?: on insta watching videos till 2

name something you cannot wait for?: mic drop performance yeahhh

have you ever talked to a person named tom?: uhhh idk?

what’s getting on your nerves right now: a certain person >.>

blood type: idk

nickname: ace/candy

relationship status: singleee

zodiac sign: scorpio

pronouns: she/her

favourite show: uh....the unit & law of the jungle~~~

college: maybe that one csu in la ;)

hair color: dark brown

do you have a crush on someone: yeah..but, idk if it’s friendship or love love

what do you like about yourself: my hair, my eyes, my personality...basically everything??? (even if i do have insecurities, i still love myself (haha, get it? love yourself love myself? okay i’ll stop))

FIRSTS:

first surgery: i don’t think i ever had surgery before???

first piercing: i stopped wearing earrings around elementary school...they made my ears itchy and i just never wore any

first sport you joined: none...

first vacation: i don’t remember? disneyland? santa cruz beach boardwalk?

first pair of sneakers: when i hit first grade

RIGHT NOW:

eating: a burger...and possibly an orange and chocopie right now

drinking: soon it iwll be water

i’m about to: finish this tag game

listening to: my parents watching a movie and the sound of my keyboards clacking as i type this out + the hum of my computer

want kids: sure, babies are adorable :) (when they’re small)

get married: oh yeah, but i just can’t see myself in a romantic relationship??? it’s like everyone deserves a lover but i don’t in my mind???

career: a photographer hopefully. but i’m still undecided bc i know i have a passion for visual and performing arts. i still need to explore myself more.

WHICH IS BETTER:

lips or eyes: EHEM, both~~~

hugs or kisses: both~~~

shorter or taller: i like my shortness so i want my s/o to be slightly or taller than me :DD

older or younger: i’m not sure? maybe older

romantic or spontaneous: tbh i’m a romantic person

sensitive or loud: i’m a crybaby and sensitive af. if u see me looking up at the ceiling or sky when watching something sad or something emotional happens, that’s me trying not to cry publicly

hookup or relationship: i wanna try both

troublemaker or hesitant: both

HAVE YOU EVER:

kissed a stranger: no

drank hard liquor: no

lost contacts/glasses: i was sleeping once before and my sis had took my glasses and bent the hell out of my glass frames. idk what she did to bend them that way but it was a disheartening day for me

sex on first date: depends if we hit it off well ;) jk, no.

broken someone’s heart: nobody has ever confess or hinted to liking me so idk. or maybe i’m just dense and oblivious.

been arrested: no

turned someone down: i think so

fallen for a friend: no

DO YOU BELIEVE:

in yourself: half and half

miracles: yesss

love at first sight: idk maybe. not anymore :(

i shall tag: @daegu-dragon @exokru @bangtans-son-yeontan @bizzyizz & anyone else who would like to do this :D

#tagged #tagged by sara #sara #i love sara #la-petite-schu #tag game #about ace #about me #facts #things #memories #firsts #etc #personality #life

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It’s a Reverse Basket ◍ Part 10

⇝ Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

⇝ Genre: Fluff, Comedy, Angst

↳ Basketball AU, Crossdressing AU

⇝ Words: 4.9k

⇝ Summary: Basketball is your everything; your passion for it running deep and wanting nothing more then to play the sport. Problem is, the sport isn’t offered competitively to girls and with that, all your hopes immediately fizzle away… …but who ever said that was going to stop you?

⇝ Warnings: pg13 (please check out the disclaimer on the first part); things get a little angsty with this one

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⇝ Previous Parts: Moodboard Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9

⇝ Next Update: Tuesday, May 19

There’s multiple white lights hovering over you, a silvery forecast that makes you wince and want to seal your eyes shut. Voices roar and shout, a sea of people on the bleachers mixed with reactions that adore the fine orange and purple print of your team while others scorn at the sight, faces dejected and barely anything slipping from their lips.

Although you’ve slowly grown accustomed to the sight, there’s a layer of cynicism radiating off the group of individuals near you, expressions being either stiff or tense. When it becomes even more apparent by the minute, it’s something you attempt to address with the two people you’ve always been surrounded by, however it seems that the air has somehow sucked the cheery camaraderie out of them as well.

Taehyung and Jungkook both have their arms crossed, standing beside one another in such a way that makes you almost cower. There’s dashes of hostility surrounding them, brows creasing when they heavily stare at the basketball court. You draw closer to steal a peek at what they were looking at, puzzlement crossing you when there’s a certain man they can’t help but regard.

“It’s him again.” You perk up a brow when Taehyung’s voice falls down a couple of octaves, the pure malice catching you even more off guard. Jungkook hums, suddenly voicing out a range of statistics with Taehyung that you can’t really follow.

“Speed?”

“About 10 mph.”

“Shooting range?”

“6 metres.”

“Ego and bad dad jokes?”

The both of them go silent for a moment, their gazes seemingly drawing heavier in that one split second when they enunciate the answer at the same time.

“Infinity.”

“What’s going on?”

They both turn when you enter the conversation, eyes seemingly perplexed at the points they were just discussing moments ago.

“Oh hi Y/N.” Taehyung seems to snap out of it, expression appearing a lot friendlier and welcoming compared to before.

“We were just talking about him.” Jungkook points in the direction they were staring at, outlining a specific individual you’ve never seen around.

He wears a deep blue jersey, his team name sprayed out in large white letters. You catch sight of his face when he leans over to one of his teammates, blonde hair held up with a bulky headband and sharp eyebrows on full display. He almost produces a squeaky noise as he laughs, expression remaining childlike and innocent as you continue to stare.

“Him?” You immediately question, wondering why they were acting so serious for someone that appeared rather naïve to you. The sudden inquiry catches their attention right away, however something dwells deep in Taehyung’s eyes as he stares at Jungkook concerned.

“Isn’t he interested in….?”

Jungkook appears confused for a moment, before realization suddenly flickers in his eyes and both of them whirl around to stare at you in surprise. He’s too late though, mind drawing blank when a certain someone struts over in their direction.

“Well, well if it isn’t Taehyung and Jungkook!” His light-hearted tone is friendly when he addresses them, a smile already on your features when he comes closer. “Sure haven’t seen you guys in a while.”

They both simply hum, and you’re taken aback at how disinterested Taehyung appears alongside Jungkook acting like there wasn’t someone standing right in front of him. It’s both bizarre and strange, something you don’t let get to you as you kindly wave.

“Hi! I’m Y/N.”

His eyebrows perk up at the sudden sound, but he doesn’t catch sight of you when immediately Taehyung and Jungkook move to cover you up with their forms. The display causes the blonde-haired man to scoff, hands on his hips when a challenging look sparks in his once innocent eyes.

“A little too overprotective now, are we?” He cocks his head to the side, still trying to catch a glimpse of you but failing when Taehyung and Jungkook constantly interrupt him. “Tsk, you know we’re going to have to eventually face each other during the game, right?”

“Stay away from him Seokjin.” Taehyung grits, causing him to roll his eyes with a scoff.

“Yeah, yeah we’ll see how that goes, Taehyung.” He begins to head back to his team, still trying to capture a glance but Jungkook’s arm gets in the way instead. With a dramatic sigh, he yells over his shoulder, “Bye Y/N! See you on the court!”

Once he leaves, Jungkook and Taehyung immediately separate, leaving you with some room but with a lot of confusion.

“What just happened?”

“Kim Seokjin.” A third voice declares, strolling over as you catch a glimpse of Hoseok, “Captain of Sondeyeon’s number one rival team. Looks innocent but is way too loud, known for his horrible and shameless dad jokes, borderline suffocating confidence and a fondness towards anyone..…pretty.”

As if Hoseok read Taehyung and Jungkook’s minds, he eyes you for a moment and suddenly the connection forms. You do swell up with gratitude when you understand that your roommates were in a way just trying to protect you, however your uncertainty stems from how they’ve deduced that you don’t appear to look like the average guy.

A cold sweat plasters over you at the thought, eyes darting between all of them when they seem to not really dwell on it, more occupied with throwing Seokjin dirty looks from across the court. With a relieved sigh, you take their advice into consideration and decide to just be wary of the opposing team’s captain, eyes now on alert for the team you’ll have to eventually face.

***

It was a surprise enough to see Taehyung and Jungkook acting differently, but when Yoongi walks in with a certain glint to his eyes, you know it’s not something that can be just generalized to them.

“Jungkook, Jaebum, Hoseok, Taehyung and Jinyoung.” Yoongi announces, eyes lingering over to all of the members before facing all of you, “You will be playing for today’s game.”

They all proceed over to the court as you walk over to Jimin, sitting down with him on the bench alongside Jackson. When your eyes roam over to the court and all the members line up, you have to admit, you’re a bit perplexed.

Namjoon and Yoongi had chosen players that excelled on the offense, meaning that this time around they had selected for a team that was prepared to fully strike against their opponents.

Your gaze moves over to the opposing team, noticing how their focus wasn’t straying away from the team in front of them at all and how they almost seem like they were going to jump them at any second. Your eyes then land on Seokjin, abruptly blinking when you notice his posture completely morph into something else – a silent prayer running in your head for your teammates going up against him.

Jaebum stands in the centre position where Yoongi usually is, being eye to eye with Seokjin when the referee approaches with the basketball. Your eyes are locked onto the court, only fueling the thick tension building up in the air. This whistle is blown and the basketball is thrown into the air, immediately being caught by two hands.

Scary. That’s the only word you can use to describe the mayhem that had just transpired. It seems as if you’re not the only one who’s experienced chills down their spine, a look around all the expressions of your team telling you otherwise.

Within fifteen seconds, Seokjin managed to grab a hold of the basket and pass it along to only two players at a tremendous speed, scoring a point.

Fifteen seconds.

You can only stare in a mix of fascination and dread at the realization, eyes lingering on the captain for a split second. He notices right away, catching your glance with a smirk and then he does something that has your eyes dramatically widening.

He throws a flying kiss in your direction.

In front of the entire team.

You’re left stuttering for words, shrinking your form closer to Jimin in a protective way. Jimin on the other hand is bewildered as well, glancing avertedly back and forth between the two of you with wide eyes.

The referee stands in the centre again and the whistle is blown. You eagerly watch from the edge of your seat, hoping that your team can overtake the ball and get a basket.

To your disappointment though, the same thing repeats itself again and this time it’s quicker, your team being left in defeat when the buzzer scores for a second point. You slump down in your seat, hands pressed against your cheeks when the realization kicks in that you’re being defeated by Bangtan’s rival team in your own school.

That’s when Namjoon calls over the team, coming closer to the benches where you’re sitting and bringing Yoongi with him. Compared to everyone else, Namjoon doesn’t seem to be in too much shock from the overall situation, calmly questioning each member on what they thought was going wrong.

Yoongi on the other hand, is fuming.

You can only stare in pure horror as his fists clench and there’s a dark look brewing in his eyes, something you’ve never seen before and in this moment, wished you’d never seen before. He doesn’t seem to be listening on to the members, eyes fixated onto a certain blonde individual on the court as his jaw further tightens.

When he turns, you almost want to disappear in the fear that he was going to yell at either you or the team, but that fear dwindles away when Yoongi appears to shift back into an attentive mode, acknowledging the members before him.

“They’re too fast.” Jungkook hurriedly mumbles, frantically shaking his head.

“And strong.” Jaebum adds, “They’re able to anticipate our moves before we even think about them.”

That earns a collective nod from the team, everyone humming in agreement. Namjoon frowns, going through the original strategy he had come with but stuck if it would be better off changing it. As he contemplates over it, you uncomfortably shift when it begins to feel like Yoongi is burning circles into your head by staring at you, attempting your best to avoid all eye contact.

When he finally speaks up, his words have Namjoon even more confused.

“If they can anticipate what our members can do, they’ll need to go up against something unexpected.”

You can only resort to blinking in disbelief when Yoongi continues to stare at you, mouth opening to retort something as Namjoon interjects.

“Y/N?”

Immediately Taehyung and Jungkook step forward to object, but Yoongi raises a hand for them to let him finish, “It’s risky, but it might just be what we need.” Yoongi looks over to you again, “Y/N is smaller than the rest of us, they won’t be able to figure out speed or strength easily and getting the ball out of his hands will prove to be much more difficult.”

Their protests evaporate at that, Yoongi’s words bringing up a solid point. It causes you to be perplexed too, not knowing how well Yoongi was able to deduce your capabilities in such an accurate way.

“Alright. Y/N, you’re up.” Namjoon quickly says, eyeing the bright timer when the referee gestures for them to come back. Nodding, you swap places with Jinyoung and head for the court, suddenly feeling a little too exposed now being on the offense instead of defense.

Facing forward, there’s exhaustion evident in your own team and the opposing one, a layer of sweat coating forehead’s and heavy pants being exchanged. Your eyes flicker over to the scoreboard for a moment, the clear zero for your team serving as a crucial reminder of what your goal for being on the court was.

When your gaze drops down to the other team, you can see a set of eyes following your movement with a smile. When he opens his mouth though, you’re surprised when he somehow breaks the tension looming over everyone’s heads.

“What’s the best way basketball players can stay cool during a game?” He eyes the remaining players in front of him, all of which don’t attempt to answer and instead retaliate by glaring at him.

Seokjin grins, a laugh bubbling out of him as he gives the answer.

“They should stand by the fans.”

The air is silent – until a familiar set of giggles erupt from the benches. Your entire team directs a deadly stare in his direction, causing Jimin to quickly cower away and cover his mouth in shock. The referee eventually strolls over with the ball, a chaos of movement being unleashed once he blows his whistle.

Jungkook has the basketball in an instant, racing over to hand it to Jaebum who begins to dribble closer to the basket. Hoseok and Taehyung are nowhere in sight, scattered across the wave of players that successfully block them away from Jaebum’s view.

Recognizing that you’re the person who needs to get into the limelight right away, you glide across the court and attempt your best to stay in front of his path. However you’ve failed to consider that someone on the opposing team has other plans for you, shivers being sent down your spine when a voice from behind startles you.

“How interesting.” Is literally all Seokjin says, intercepting Jaebum’s shot to you and swooping out of your sight. You’re left in confusion from the whole situation; but take Yoongi’s words into regard when you know that once the basketball is in your hands, it’ll create an issue that the other team won’t be able to stop.

Noticing from afar that Hoseok has snatched the ball away from Seokjin, you rush over and open your hands wide. He immediately turns, jumping at a height that barely allows the greedy hands in front of him to brush against the ball. It lands in your hands with a thud, and you whirl around to send it over to the hoop.

An enormous smile graces your lips when it successfully sinks in, eager eyes taking in the content faces of your team members. You lightly jog over to get back into the centre position again, wiping off the trailing beads of water from your forehead and focusing your eyes back onto the referee.

Once the whistle blows again, Taehyung does everything in his ability to grab onto the basketball and pass it over to Jungkook. He filters through the stampede rushing at him, hurling the ball in Hoseok direction’s before he’s completely overtaken by them.

You quicken your pace to meet up with Hoseok’s on the other side, his eyes holding onto yours as a way to indicate that he’s going to be needing you soon. But when Hoseok stretches his arms to pass the basketball to you, your view is cut off by a height that towers over you.

When you move to the left, so does he. When you move to the right, so does he. It spirals into a vicious cycle that draws frustration onto your features, so when you finally get the chance to bypass him completely, he uses his words to halt you instead.

He says it so faintly amongst the chaos of the screaming audience and pounding of the basketball, but it’s enough to have your feet stopping, breath hitching in your throat.

“Never thought Min Yoongi was the type to include a girl on his team.”

Seokjin smirks when he passes by you, a glance of his causing your heartbeat to spike up and your form to freeze up. In that one second, everything seems to slow down – but thankfully you’re awoken when the buzzer resonates through the court and it’s announced that Hoseok managed to score the next shot.

A light smile overtakes your features when Hoseok grins at you, but the harsh throbbing in your head doesn’t go away, not until your hand reaches out and unconsciously scrunches up his jersey.

Yoongi whirls around, looking down puzzled at your clenched fist until his eyes reach up to meet yours. There must be something in your glance that causes him to falter, because suddenly he’s leaning forward.

“H-He knows…” It’s the only thing you can mutter and Yoongi’s reaction is distinctly similar to yours – his eyes widening and shock overtaking his features. He doesn’t even need to ask what you mean by ‘he’, his hand securely hovering on yours.

“Avoid him at all costs. Stay close to the other members.”

You nod but don’t fail to notice the slight twitch that tugs at the corner of Yoongi’s mouth, the way his jaw sets and his eyes harden. You realize that he doesn’t want you to go back because of the realization, but he has no choice in the matter when the referee tells you to return to the court.

The glowing tied two’s served as a reminder that you’re going to need to be careful this time around, so when the referee blows his whistle for the last time, you try to do exactly that.

Though it’s considered unreasonable when there’s someone tailgating on your heels, covering your vision with his giant shoulders every time you catch sight of the basketball. With a huff and large steps, you attempt to distance yourself and stick closer to your members but doesn’t seem to do much in your favour when he persists.

An idea sparks in your mind, head churning when you try to identify any patterns you’re noticing. The dots begin to connect when you rush forward and he does so as well, almost seeming to eye down your every step with his own…

Yoongi had switched you out on a whim, your presence on the court being a solid tactic to throw everyone off their game and you would assume this had gone underneath the opposite team’s radar.

But what if it didn’t?

Your question is answered when Seokjin blocks you again much to your frustration, the keen fact that they’ve chosen their captain for this special task. It doesn’t help either that he has you figured out more than you expected, the smirks on his lips just drawing out sheer paranoia from you.

You realize Yoongi’s advice isn’t going to be enough in that one moment, so you do something else.

You go against his instructions.

Instead of letting Seokjin block you – you block him. The abrupt change seems to throw him off, scrambling to get in front of you when you eye the wave of the basketball heading in your direction. You instantly open your hands when Taehyung tosses it over, but frustration builds even more when Seokjin gets his hands onto it first.

Without thinking, you force your hands out and try to knock the ball out of his hands before he can shoot. However your feet misstep and you end up accidentally bumping into him.

It’s a blatant mistake, yet with a costly price when the whistle suddenly sounds and you can only spin around in a cold sweat. Distraught instantly fills you when the referee walks over, face neutral but gestures speaking volumes when he takes Seokjin’s arm and positions him right in front of your hoop. A drearily sigh leaves you, the words ‘foul’ ringing heavily through the court and the distress is so clearly written over your teammate’s faces.

He shoots and the ball plunges into the basket. The loud buzz creates the three for the opposite team and the referee raises his hand, declaring the winning team.

***

Nothing much then a couple of remorseful looks and bitter filled eyes are exchanged amongst you and the members, a tight smile lining your lips when you ask to be excused after the game. You head outside, not discerning where you ended up when there’s too much of a heavy strain weighing on your shoulders and the last whistle before the foul replays over and over again in your head.

Taking a shuddering breath, you cross your arms and stare at the ground, failing to hear the sound of the door opening behind you and the accompanying footsteps that follow.

Silence dips into the room for what seems like forever, no coherent sentences being enough to be spoken from your lips. Which is why when he chooses to speak first, you can now only listen.

“You didn’t listen to me.” He sighs, though it isn’t from disappointment or regret – instead it appears to be fuelled by something else entirely.

“I know.” You quietly whisper but he presses on when his words only serve to retrieve a meek response from you.

“Why didn’t you listen? It was obvious he was targeting you.”

You open your mouth only to clamp it shut a few seconds later, eyes straying away from the ground to look up. Yoongi steps forward to be in your line of sight, but you almost wish he didn’t when you take in the pure fury lingering in his eyes.

“I-I just…” Your fist tightens, the ill memories resurfacing once again, “I just thought I could get to the basketball in time…I didn’t think that it would turn out to be a–“

You can’t even say the word foul, shoulders slumping down and words being silenced. Though the gesture goes past Yoongi, arms crossed as he grits his teeth.

“I don’t care about that.” He reaches out, jabbing a finger into your shoulder, “Because of what you chose to do, Bangtan had to pay a price.”

His piercing words cut into you, seemingly leaving behind a much deeper wound. However the hardest hit comes with what he says next.

“You can’t expect to be a competitive basketball player if all it takes is for someone to block you.”

Yoongi heavily sighs again, not noticing the light trail of footsteps backing away beside him until he swivels, eyes widening.

You harshly bite down on your lip, water unexpectedly beginning to well up in your eyes as your steps continue to falter backwards. When Yoongi faces you, you abruptly turn and rush out before the water starts to stream down your cheeks.

Yoongi steps out in a frenzy but you’re long gone, the coast being completely clear. A tick leaves him as he fists his red locks, eyes scrunching up when the realization took too long for him.

“Don’t you think that was perhaps a bit….harsh?”

Yoongi huffs, opening his eyes to see Namjoon drawing closer to him.

“I said what needed to be said.”

“Did you?” He wonders, a questioning look in his eyes, “Seems to me that it wasn’t the case.”

“We lost the game, what else is there to it?” Yoongi snaps, not realizing his voice was escalating by the minute. Namjoon frowns, clearly not being blind as the former was assuming him to be.

“Are you sure this was about losing the game?” When Yoongi glares at him, Namjoon tries to spell it out, “We’ve faced Seokjin and his team before and even lost sometimes…I haven’t seen you react like this during those times.”

Yoongi’s lips set into a firm line and his gaze hardens. He chooses to respond by truding himself to the doorframe, muttering something about Seokjin harshly underneath his breath before leaving.

Namjoon lets out a weary sigh, shaking his head and wondering about the time his friend will realize what’s actually going on.

***

The TV is brightly lit in the corner of the dorm, high graphics flashing across the screen alongside two controllers being viciously tapped at. A voice breaks through the silence of the room, conjured in protests as an accruing finger is pointed in the direction of the man with long black locks.

“You’re cheating again!” Jungkook spits out. Taehyung rolls his eyes and exhales in exasperation.

“How am I cheating?!”

“You’re using D.Va!” He points to the familiar female avatar on Taehyung’s side.

Taehyung’s tone drops into a sarcastic one, “Right, because using her as my character is for sure a clear indication of cheating.”

“Change it.”

“What?”

“You heard me, change it! Use someone else!”

Taehyung sighs, shaking his head at his roommate, “You’re being ridiculous right now.”

“Am not.”

“Am too.”

“NOT!”

“TOO!”

Taehyung’s face is the shade of cherries at this point, more words about to be unleashed about how incredibly unfair and childish Jungkook was being. It’s only when the front door quietly closes that his attention is snapped away, eyes darting over to the door to see you.

He opens his mouth, instantly knowing that if he asked you then you would be able to take his side and tell Jungkook he was being ridiculous. But Taehyung can’t seem to get the words out when you don’t even regard the two of them, simply kicking your shoes off and dragging your bag over to your room. The door is closed shut, not a peep echoing through.

He can only stare as he turns around, making eye contact with Jungkook who holds a similar bewildered expression. He can imagine that today’s game must have drained you out like it had with the others, but it isn’t like you to not give them a small hello or a wave of your hand.

“Is he okay?” Jungkook mumbles, the game being long forgotten when they both stand up simultaneously.

Taehyung shrugs, “We did lose the game today…”

Jungkook hums, lips downturned, “So? We’ve lost games before and it wasn’t even for a medal.”

“You’re right but it might have been Y/N’s first loss.”

Taehyung stares at Jungkook and they both encapsulate the dreadful look. Luckily for them, their years of experience has taught them that losing a game was a very common occurrence and although it was indeed saddening, there were many more games to come.

“Should we do something?” Jungkook asks and Taehyung frowns, glancing around.

“I have an idea….” Taehyung whispers, eyeing Jungkook keenly, “But I don’t think you’re going to like it.”

***

You let out a sniffle as your sleeve comes in contact with your eyes, lashes now thoroughly dried after being soaked for hours. Clutching onto your phone, a small smile graces your lips when you recall the conversation you just had moments ago with Hyerin, her ability to make you laugh at something that happened to her luckily coming through and taking away the heavy ache in your chest.

Blinking your sore eyes, you glance around and eye the couch, having realized a little too late that you had barged into the dorm without a look at either Taehyung or Jungkook, too caught up with yourself to acknowledge them. The guilt has sunk in now, but when you take a peek around, you don’t see either of them in sight.

Pacing around the dorm, you hear the distinct clanking of glass coming from one corner, your curiosity being more and more drawn to the kitchen.

The scent of disinfectant immediately wafts over your nose, causing you to scrunch up your features and cover it until you take in what was before you.

Taehyung stands beside the sink, a familiar frilly apron around his waist and giant gloves covering his hands. There’s a large humid mask over his face, strands of his black hair poking out and facing a mountain of dishes piled in front of him. Peering at the ground, Jungkook seems to be in a similar state but with a broom, hurriedly sweeping at the ground in a rushed pace.

They both freeze when you linger by the door, completely perplexed by what was going on. They appear startled as well, as if not expecting for you to show up so suddenly.

It’s only when Jungkook peels away his mask that you finally get an answer, “I told you we should have worked faster!”

“Hey, I didn’t know either, okay?!” Taehyung tries to shout back, instead mumbling underneath the mask he wears.

“What’s going on?” You meekly ask, both of them sighing heavily and Jungkook gesturing for Taehyung to spill the beans.

“We decided to clean up the entire kitchen together.” Taehyung softly smiles, boxy grin still being noticeable underneath his mask, “We wanted you to feel better so….”

Your eyes widen as Jungkook nods, unconsciously allowing water to well up in your eyes again. It causes both of them to be flabbergasted, hurriedly resuming their positions.

“We’ll be done soon! It should just take about an hour!” Taehyung quickly says, mumbling to Jungkook to hurry up to which the latter retorts that he’s not the turtle in the room.

You step forward with a tender smile, “You guys need to come over here.”

They glance up confused but you still gesture them over.

“But we haven’t finished yet.” Taehyung wonders and you retaliate by shaking your head with a smile.

“If you guys don’t come over here then who am I going to hug?”

They don’t seem to question that. Taehyung waddles over to you and apologizes for all the stuff he’s currently wearing, whispering that the kitchen was an utter mess and he couldn’t stand the smell of it until Jungkook suggested they went in with some heavy artillery. You laugh and Taehyung eventually drags Jungkook over, causing him to protest because the floor was almost clean enough for him to see his reflection but when Taehyung plants him in front of you, he sheepishly outstretches his arms and lets you hug him. After loads of insisting, they both give in when you ask to help them out, a sponge in your hands and assistance ready to offer.

In the midst of the commotion, you look up and whisper.

“Guys?”

They both turn in your direction, hair still deranged and with masks intact.

You smile.

“Thanks.”

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