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iracundiias · 1 month
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me playing bts cooking on panicking about the timer running out while butter is blasting in my ear
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dgtn · 1 year
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Hey all! So I wanted to take a few to introduce myself. Another blogger did this a few days back and I was just like omg I need to do that too!
So my name is Diane and I am at midlife now in terms of age. I have been married for over 20 years and have 2 amazing kids, a young man and a daughter.
We live in Tennessee. I love so many different genres of music - my playlist has everything from BTS to Carrie Underwood, Troye Sivan, Coldplay, Bon Jovi, Metallica, Aretha Franklin…you name it…it’s probably on my list!
Outside of BTS and Jikook I love spending time with my family, health, fitness, and making jewelry, and yes that includes BTS themed jewelry of course 😏
My favorite shows to watch are crime dramas and anything sci fi. I’m a huge Star Wars fan (I still remember going to see A New Hope when it came out!)
I have 5 fur babies- 4 dogs and a cat. We also have a gecko.
I am a cancer survivor, coming up on 8 years now. I've also had brain surgery - crazy crazy!
So now that that’s out of the way….let’s talk BTS.
I’ve always heard the saying: you don’t find BTS, BTS finds you when you need them. This is true for me too (more on that later ).
I discovered BTS when I heard Butter for the first time back in 2021. I thought it was a catchy song and wanted to know more about the band behind the song. And so it began. I looked up BTS on the internet and the first member I came across? Jimin of course. My first thoughts were my god he is gorgeous. And his voice - are you kidding me! I’ve been around a long time and I have never heard a voice like that! So of course I needed to know more. Next came Jungkook. Uh….wow! That man is beautiful too! And his voice! I mean come on!!!! I had never heard of kpop before BTS so I had no idea about the world of kpop or any of its inner workings.
So into the world of BTS I dove. I went on line and started watching their music videos and started listening to more of their music and really really liking it. I slowly discovered the world of BTS online; Bangtan Bombs, In The Soop, Lives, Run Episodes, etc. Of course, watching all of these...I started to wonder, what's up with Jimin and Jungkook? Definitely caught a different vibe from them. So.....started watching jikook videos. Then, I discovered GCFT - and that sealed the deal for me. No looking back from that point. I remember the first time I watched it (yup, like yourself Ive watched it way more than once!!!) I was blown away and my reaction was "these 2 are in love with each other".
I absolutely love love love Jimin and Jungkook (as I’m sure you can tell from my blog!). I love them as individuals and I love them as a couple. They have something SO very special together and I just get so much joy out of seeing their relationship now and how it has grown over the years. They went from seriously crushing on each other in the early days of BTS to being in a long term fully committed monogomous relationship. I do believe that they are in this for life and have committed to each other for life. What that exactly looks like I'm not sure as they are still "In the Closet". My hope for them is that one day they will be able to show us their love for each freely and openly.
So getting back to BTS and how they found me when I needed them. I am officially mid life, in my 50's. I have always been a stay at home mom. My son is high functioning autistic. Throughout his schooling we really struggled with finding the right fit for him academically. When we moved to TN we eventually decided to home school him which became a huge priority of mine. Homeschooling was not easy. When he graduated high school it was such an accomplishment. I will admit that it also left me very emotionally drained. Being a mom in general is really hard (best job in the world!!!). We always put our children first before everything else; it's just what we do.
As my children have grown and continued to become more independent I actually started thinking about what I want to do for me. It's a foreign concept because as a mom I've never really thought that way. That was right about the time I discovered BTS (see where I'm going with this?). Their message of love yourself, take care of yourself, was something that really resonated with me. I know it might sound crazy but that "glow up" that some people have experienced through BTS happened to me too. I have found the time to "love myself" as BTS says. I am really putting myself first for the first time in my life. I am still here for my family 100% but I am also finding the time to take care of myself :) I am on that journey to find balance in my life and BTS has most definitely played a big role in that!
I absolutely love BTS as a band and as individuals. I have really enjoyed getting to know them and I look forward to sharing my love of BTS and jikook with all y'all for years to come :) I have met some wonderful people through Tumblr; some of whom I have become very close to and consider dear friends; and I feel so grateful and blessed to have these peeps in my life. I am really excited to see what the future holds for these 7 incredibly talented young men who came into our lives.
One thing for sure, The Best is Yet To Come.
Xoxo 😘
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eoieopda · 1 year
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all right babe, i wanna hear bts as roommates cause i'm curious 👀
OOOH. love this. this speaks to the very specific brain rot i have about domestic, day-to-day bangtan.
namjoon — he’s very likable, so you can’t get mad, but good god is he noisy. like, dropping shampoo bottles in the shower (aka bombs) during the MULTIPLE daily showers he takes; talking through movies with his thots/predictions/trivia; the snoring; the banging of cabinets and pots/pans when he tries his best to pull his weight in the kitchen. however, he never forgets your birthday and reminds you about things he correctly assumes you’ll forget about (appointments — how does he even know about them??)
seokjin — you barely see him because he’s holed up in his room, gaming into the wee hours of the morning, but you can sure as shit hear him yelling :’) he’s the “i made myself a snack, so i’m bringing you one” type, always making sure you take breaks when you’re busy because he knows he’s bad at that himself. he’ll fix broken shit in your apartment (oppa/hyung will do it!) but don’t you dare ask him to trap a spider (oppa/hyung would rather die!)
yoongi — i’m sorry, but he’s gotta be a god tier roommate. he keeps to himself for the most part, but he’ll quietly drop into your space when he craves human contact. like, you’re at your desk doing whatever, and he’s just sitting on your bed, vibing. he’s got major nesting energy, too, so he’s collecting carefully chosen decor + putting furniture together himself. he lets you help to some extent because he wants to teach you, but he realizes this was a Dangerous Move and banishes you to watch from a safe distance.
hoseok — he’s the renaissance man of roommates because he’s an 1) in-home hype man, 2) a cleaning fairy, and 3) a social butterfly. he forcibly removes you from your room when you’re becoming too solitary and ensures that you always have the option of plans — if and when you want to utilize them. had a bad day? not anymore, bitch!! it’s time to laugh until you pee!! just not on the floor he just mopped, okay? ✨💕
jimin — he’s the one your friends/family are most excited to see when they visit you. OMG IT’S JIMIN — oh, and you’re also here :’) you’ve given up on being the hottest gworl in the apartment because you know it’ll always be him. and of course your closet and/or skin care are now communal, whether you were aware of it or not 🤷🏻‍♀️ has simply the best “tough love” advice, the best house parties, the best vibes. and you KNOW he’s the one (1) person who shows up to your shit, whatever that may be (career-related awards banquets, recreational volleyball tourneys, etc.)
taehyung — you literally never know where he is or what he’s up to, but his dog is cute, so there’s that!! he forgot to mention that he’s going to paris/barcelona/the moon until he facetimes you from some insane party to let you know that he forgot to put out the candle he lit in his room several days ago. but when he is home, there are no dull moments. he does end up in your bed most nights, though it stopped surprising you when you wake up to find him strapped around you like a human backpack.
jungkook — he’s made you fully nocturnal with his late night noraebangs and galaxy lights. you don’t remember the last time you saw the sun. what is daytime? 🤔 who is it for? NOT Y’ALL. there isn’t a single executive function functioning between the two of you, but at least your laundry is always done :’)
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btshoseong · 1 year
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👣. !!: AMERICAN HUSTLE LIFE EP.1 ‧₊˚
↺ 💌 ࣪ ˖ ∿ author’s note , @ italics are used to indicate when hoseong, the members or others are speaking in english. also p.s i forgot just how crazy this show was even from the start 🤡
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QUESTION: What does se3oul think Hip-hop is?
SE3OUL: “Uh… black history? At least from the rap songs I’ve listened to – uh, they often talk about their experiences and how they’re perceived by other people. It’s about telling your story.” *nodding to himself as he rubs his arm*
All members are in the practice room right now, having just finished their dance rehearsal whilst Bang PD is stood off to the side.
RAP MON: “2, 3,”
ALL MEMBERS: *bowing in unison* “Hello!”
Bang PD calls all of the boys over, and they oblige, catching their breaths. Hoseong wipes the sweat on his forehead with his shirt.
BANG PD: “Didn’t I promise you guys?” *watching the members with his hands clasped behind his back*
BANG PD: “What it would be like later… there’s a new experience for you guys. I said if it’s possible, I would let you guys learn new things.”
BANG PD: “In my standpoint, it is time I commit to that promise.”
Some of the members smile, giggle, and cheer, clearly excited. Hoseong, who also had his hands clasped behind his back, bumps shoulders with Jeongguk beside him, smiling cheekily.
JIMIN: “Jeongguk and Hoseong hyung have bragged so many times.”
BANG PD: “Brag about what?”
SUGA: “That they’ve been to America before. They said the air is different and everyone is very social.”
RAP MON: “America is America. If we can experience it more…”
BANG PD: “It’s an experience that everyone has.”
The members all nod, agreeing.
BANG PD: “But also… just so you know, you’re not going to play around, right?”
Hoseong is the first to wave his hands in disagreement, causing the members to laugh and follow his sentiments as Bang PD smiles, acknowledging the boys.
BANG PD: “I know you guys might feel excited, but it’s better to come to your senses quickly. You’re not going there to play around.” *pd-nim serious mode is on rn but he soon relaxes*
BANG PD: “So you guys will work well, right?” *smiling again*
ALL MEMBERS: *in unison* “Yes!”
BANG PD: “You must do well. I’ve prepared something special. It’s a surprise gift.”
BANG PD: “This will probably be the first and last time in your career as singers. ‘Again’? Don’t have those types of thoughts.” *teasing a little bit*
The members laugh again, nodding. Bang PD finally pulls out a golden coloured envelope, earning shocked cheers from the boys who clap loudly.
Hoseong thinks his eyes are betraying him for a moment, and he tilts his head with a dramatic open mouthed expression, reaching his hand out to the envelope but controlling his urge to touch.
SE3OUL: “Ah, last time I only got to go with Jeongguk-ah. I think the experience will become much more meaningful with us all going together.”
BANG PD: “It’s great, isn’t it?”
V: “It’s crazy! We’re really going to America!”
RAP MON: “We really will do well.”
JIN: “We’ll do our best.”
BANG PD: “I’ll give this to your manager to hold on to, and will give this to you when you get to America.” *talking about the envelope, and then hands it over to the manager standing next to him*
RAP MON: “2, 3,”
ALL MEMBERS: *in unison* “Bangtan! Thank you! We will work hard!” *bowing*
QUESTION: What do you want to do in America?
SE3OUL: “I want to go to one of those landmarks and take a picture. I’ll edit my parents and sister into it too. I want to also eat the different foods they have there that we don’t get back here in Korea. I really liked their hot dogs, though.”
The members finally arrive at Incheon Airport. The most energetic of the boys chant a series of “America! America man! LA!” as they get out of the car.
After passing through security and bagging and such, the boys are seated filming inside of the plane.
J-HOPE: “Right now… we are going to America. It’s LA.” *doing a little peace sign*
J-HOPE: *pointing the camera in hoseong’s direction beside him who is already settled and scrolling through his mini tv screen for something to watch* “Yo! Se3oul! How do you feel about going to LA again?”
SE3OUL: *realising he’s being filmed and licks his lips, turning to face the camera, leaning on the arm rest* “Uh… you know, it’s fun and all, but when you actually get there it’s just work, work, work. There’s not too much time for playing around. I think it’ll be a good experience with the members. I want to see how they feel about this.”
J-HOPE: *affirming that he’s listening and nods, then turns back the camera towards himself* “This is my first time going, guys. I think I’m more excited since I’m not going alone. Otherwise I’d probably have been scared.” *laughing*
J-HOPE: “I’m also eating right now.” *showing his food real quick* “Food fighter! Let’s go!”
The video then cuts to Yoongi and Jimin who are also eating, and then Seokjin and then Taehyung. Jeongguk is fast asleep.
SUGA: *filming himself and jimin* “We are on a plane on our way to LA.” *showing his tv screen that shows how long it will take* “Wow… we have to fly a long way.”
A few hours later and they arrive at LAX Airport.
JIN: “Once I get off this plane, I must breathe in the fresh air.”
Quite a few fans await them at LAX Airport. The boys exit with their bags. Hoseong waves happily to everyone, bowing quickly before they attempt to push through the crowd and head outside.
Once they enter the car, they finally exit the airport and head to their destination.
SE3OUL’S REACTION TO FANS AT LAX AIRPORT.
SE3OUL: “It’s always so nice to see fans make time to see us, even outside of live events. I just worry that they might get hurt sometimes in big crowds.”
J-HOPE: *looking out of the car* “Woah. America is really not a joke.”
SE3OUL: *laughing* “What’s that supposed to mean? You thought it wasn’t a real place?”
SUGA: “The feels are here. America- the feelings of America are coming.”
JUNGKOOK: “Hyungs’ reactions are so cute.”
JIMIN: “Jeongguk-ah, Hoseong hyung, I’ll rely on you guys here, okay?”
SE3OUL: *clasping hands with jimin as a promise* “You can count on us. We’ll be your tour guide.”
J-HOPE: “Yeah, yeah. Be our guide~!”
V: *mimicking hoseong’s voice* “Oh, maknaes, you can’t go over there.”
J-HOPE: *mimicking jeongguk’s voice* “Ah, Hoseong hyung and I should’ve just come here by ourselves again.”
SE3OUL: *already done with those two* “At this rate I might just make sure you get lost on purpose.” *shaking his head*
MANAGER: *pulling out the golden envelope* “Guys, this is the allowance given by Bang PD-nim back in Korea.”
ALL MEMBERS: *immediately start celebrating by clapping and hollering*
MANAGER: “You must spend it wisely.” *gives the envelope to jeongguk*
The boys arrive at LA Dodgers Stadium where they are allowed to make a quick stop to watch the game. They all have a fun time, celebrating their team’s wins, dancing around and cheering loudly.
Their second destination then takes them to the beach. The boys are all having a fun time exploring the city, and once they’ve had their fun, they all head back to the car.
Time is slowly ticking away, and soon, night time approaches them. The boys are informed that they are heading to the office.
The car arrives at Local Coordi’s office ( the driver ). He gets out, as does the manager. The boys remain in the car.
A few minutes later, a few men dressed in black approach. They enter the car, as the members are startled.
ALL MEMBERS: *panicking a little, especially hoseong*
KIDNAPPER 1: *talking to jeongguk* “Give me your phone.” *trying to forcefully take it from him*
JUNGKOOK: “Why?” *x4*
SE3OUL: *breathing has picked up pace a little* “Jeongguk-ah, just do as he says.” *doesn’t want maknae to get hurt*
KIDNAPPER 1: *talking to hoseong* “What the hell are you saying to him?”
SE3OUL: “Asking… to give you the phone. I’m asking him to give you the phone.”
All of the members’ phones are forcibly taken away. Hoseong is struggling to keep himself in check, but Hoseok and Namjoon who are sat on either side of him, hold his hand tightly to calm him down.
KIDNAPPER 2: “Don’t worry. We’re gonna take you to your hotel. Just relax.”
The kidnappers start driving the car out of the parking lot without the manager in sight!
JUNGKOOK: “No, no, no.”
KIDNAPPER 3: “Yes.”
JUNGKOOK: “Hyungs, say something.” *trying to get help from his elders*
They continue driving silently. The boys are frozen in fear.
Soon they arrive at LA’s famous Kid Row. The car comes to a halt and the kidnappers exit to get rid of a beggar that suddenly approaches them, banging on the windows. Hoseok and Hoseong hold on to each other for dear life.
KIDNAPPER 2: *motioning for the boys to come out* “Let’s go! Let’s go!” *clearly impatient*
The boys quickly pile out of the cars and follow their kidnappers into one of the buildings.
KIDNAPPER 1: “Let’s go! Let’s go! Come on! Come on!” *guiding the boys into a living room area*
KIDNAPPER 2: “Sit down right here, right here.” *talking about the sofas set out for them*
ALL MEMBERS: *oblige silently*
KIDNAPPER 3: “Look straight, look straight. Just look straight ahead.” *motioning at the tv so they understand better*
JUNGKOOK: *still a little confused, mimicking the gestures and trying to comprehend what they mean*
KIDNAPPER 3: “Straight, straight. Here, here.” *getting up to show him*
KIDNAPPER 1: *getting aggravated and squares up to jeongguk* “Do you want to get into a fight, man? Look straight, fool!”
SE3OUL: *leaning in to whisper to jeongguk* “He’s telling you to look at the screen. Just listen quietly.”
JUNGKOOK: *seems to understand better and looks straight, although he’s obviously still very nervous*
KIDNAPPER 2: “Take off your hats and put them on the table.”
All of the members that were wearing hats quickly take them off, following Namjoon and Hoseong’s lead.
KIDNAPPER 2: “Take your shoes off too.”
Since Hoseong understands English so well, he immediately reaches down to undo his shoes, patting Jeongguk’s feet in order to convey the message to him, not wanting his maknae to be yelled at.
Again, the other members follow the lead of the ones who understand the instructions.
KIDNAPPER 1: “Look at his socks.” *poking fun at jeongguk’s iron man socks*
SE3OUL: *frowning* “He’s just a kid.”
KIDNAPPER 2: *squaring up to hoseong* “You talking back to him?”
SE3OUL: “I’m just saying-”
KIDNAPPER 2: “Shut up, fool! This ain’t your playground.”
KIDNAPPER 3: “Everyone take one sock off. I want one sock on the table.”
ALL MEMBERS: *obliging quietly once again*
After waiting quietly, the screen finally turns on with the voice of a narrator to accompany the texts on screen. The boys are introduced to the American Hustle Life Hip Hop School intro, informing them about what’s to come tomorrow.
KIDNAPPER 1: “We’re gonna be back here tomorrow so y’all can just stay here.”
KIDNAPPER 3: “We’ll be watching you.”
Finally, all of the kidnappers leave the members alone. The boys look amongst themselves, clearly still confused at what had just occurred. Hoseong runs his fingers through his hair, stressed.
RAP MON: *talking to hoseok* “Yah, go take a look.”
JIN: “Yah, yah… what would happen if you open the door and they’re there?”
J-HOPE: *making his way to the front door, opening it to see if the kidnappers are still there, and they’re not* “Ah… they’re gone.”
SE3OUL: “This is seriously crazy.”
QUESTION: What was your mood like when you were kidnapped?
SE3OUL: “Ah… I don’t even know if I want to talk about it. I guess- I just really thought my life was going to be over then, even before it had really begun. I thought I was going to pee myself or cry.” *laughing awkwardly*
The boys start gathering their things before getting ready for bed.
SUGA: “Yah… just sleep… just sleep like this.” *talking about sleeping in airport clothes*
ALL MEMBERS: *slowly beginning to make their way over to the bunk beds set out in the corner*
V: “Yah… did you bring your phone?”
RAP MON: “What do we do? We don’t even have our luggage.”
After sleeping soundly in bed, the boys’ Hip hop teachers arrive to wake the boys up the next day. They clap loudly, yelling and banging their hands on the metal railings of the bunks.
The boys begin to leave the bed, but today, they seem far more relaxed as they greet the teachers.
TONY: “What did y’all come to LA for?”
RAP MON: “To learn music.”
NATE: “What kind of music do y’all make?”
SE3OUL: *nodding as joon gestures for him to answer* “Uh, it’s kind of like hip-hop…”
NATE: “Hip-hop? What kind of music do y’all make?!” *trying to hype them up*
ALL MEMBERS: *yelling in unison* “HIP-HOP!”
QUESTION: What was it like meeting the teachers for the first time?
SE3OUL: “I was so tired from yesterday’s events… I was honestly still half asleep even with all of the efforts to wake us up. I was like… ‘oh? are the kidnappers back?’, but these hyungs were actually very cool. They seemed happy to want to teach us about hip-hop. I think Nate is super cool.” *doing a little finger heart for nate with a cute smile*
After everyone is gathered in the living room again.
TONY: “So how are you guys doing?”
RAP MON: “We came to LA for making music and to meet you guys, the tutors, but we actually didn’t know anything about this so… it was quite surprising.”
TONY: “Okay, we’ll start with the introductions. We’ll introduce ourselves, and we’ll go down the line and you can tell us your names and a little bit about yourselves. Okay? So you wanna start Dante?”
DANTE: “Well, I’m Zaire, man. I’m a rapper and a producer.”
NATE: “Nate Walka. I’m a writer and a rapper, and a producer.”
TONY: “I’m Tony Jones. I come from Texas.”
After the introductions are done, they all get down to business.
TONY: “We have you guys for two weeks.” *shaking his head* “Can’t go home. We work, no play. Not too much sleeping.”
TONY: “Rule number two; we’re going to have competitions. We’re going to have a winner and a loser.”
NATE: “The winners are going to get a prize. You’re going to get some type of reward. You understand?”
TONY: “The losers? Bad,” *immediately shaking his head and waving his arms in disapproval*
TONY: “Rule number three; you’re gonna listen to us. We’re here to help you guys.”
TONY: “So BTS, we have a very, very special guest. A legend in the rap game.”
SUGA: *excited* “Who’s… who’s coming?”
TONY: “He’s known internationally. He’s gonna come here to speak with you guys. Make sure you pay attention, okay?”
The teachers all leave as the boys discuss who could be showing up. The rapper who makes an appearance turns out to be Coolio!
QUESTION: What was it like for you seeing Coolio for the first time?
SE3OUL: “I think my brain short circuited a bit. He had such an intimidating and confident aura about him that I’d almost forgotten he was actually there to teach us hip-hop. I think I might’ve fanboyed.” *scratching his head with a blush*
COOLIO: “Y’all speak english?”
The members immediately look between Namjoon and Hoseong.
COOLIO: *asking yoongi* “How did hip-hop start? Where did it start?”
COOLIO: *moving on to seokjin* “What was the first rap single to go platinum?”
The members can’t seem to answer. Coolio stands up from his seat on the sofa.
COOLIO: *to jimin* “What group is Chuck D from?”
COOLIO: *walking over to the other side where other members are*
V: *looking up at coolio cutely* “Hello.”
Other members can’t help but laugh at Taehyung’s cuteness. Hoseong watches him with adoration.
V: *shaking hands with coolio* “What’s up? Turn up!”
COOLIO: *adjusting his sunglasses* “What does turn up mean?”
V: “Let’s go party? You know, turn up!!” *starts dancing a little bit*
COOLIO: *clearly not impressed*
V: “Ah sorry…”
COOLIO: “Give me twenty-five push-ups.”
Tune in to the second episode to see what happens next!
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💬 — HOSEONG’S TAGLIST.
@pandorasword , @ateezsora , @bts-dream , @fairiepoems , @kaitieskidmore97
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seokjinsonlyone · 5 months
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i think taehyung should fight back and make an instagram for yeontan and we’ll see who’s the best bangtan dog and yoongi can make one for holy too while we’re at it
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4joonkookie2 · 2 years
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Secret (ch.1)
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cr. @thereforjkk13
Pairing: Namjoon x Jungkook
Words: 4.4K
Summary: Namjoon and Jungkook fuck A LOT. Jungkook is SO horny. They explore something new. They are SO in love and SO in denial. Namjoon wants to tell Jungkook how he feels. Bangtan's Love & Support is unmatched.
Tags: smut, porn, sex, switch!Joon, switch!JK, rough sex, anal sex, oral sex, semi-public sex, PDA, secret relationship, horny JK, I Love you, denial of feelings, angst, love, anal play, sex toys, butt plugs.
<3&lt;3<3
1:54 PM
The afternoon sun peeks in through the windows as Namjoon watches Jungkook sleep. He strokes his hair, admiring his beauty.
They’ve spent many days in the last few months like this, Jungkook sleeping late into the afternoon and Namjoon just watching. 
Jungkook lays on his back, the half-hard cock resting on his inner thigh can be seen through the outline of the sheets. 
Namjoon pulls the sheets away and leans down, bracing himself on his arms to plant little kisses on Jungkook's tummy, drawn to his cock and nestling his face where Jungkook's thighs meet his crotch.
Jungkook stirs again, tangling a hand in Namjoon’s hair. Namjoon makes contact, dragging his tongue up Jungkook’s shaft before taking the tip into his mouth and sliding his tongue around the top.
“Hyung_” Jungkook whines, voice groggy with sleep.
Namjoon has cultivated a finesse about this now, knowing the best way to work his tongue and hands on Jungkook. He knows how to look at him and see how he’s feeling, how to drive him wild. It was foregin at first, and Namjoon had to clumsily find his own way, but now he enjoys himself, pleasing Jungkook like this. 
Namjoon fully swallows Jungkook, bobbing over his shaft. Jungkook keeps his eyes closed. Sinking to the base, he tests himself to see how long he can hold Jungkook. He stifles his gags, showing off. 
Looking up, Namjoon locks eyes with Jungkook, eager for his approval, wanting to show him how well he can take Jungkook down his throat.
“Fuck” Jungkook curses. He pulls Namjoon off and lets his own cock throb in the open air for a moment before pulling Namjoon's head up and crashing their lips together. 
“Mmph_ fuck me…,” Jungkook whines between kisses.
Namjoon obeys, pushing Jungkook's knees apart and to his chest, wasting no time sliding inside. Jungkook cries out, still wet and open from the night before. Namjoon reaches to the nightstand and pours lube over where he's already inside Jungkook.
Locking two arms around his thighs, Namjoon shoves a tongue in his mouth, stifling moans of oversensitivity as he pounds into Jungkook again . Jungkook is moaning loudly, enjoying himself. His beautiful voice echoes in the room. 
“The neighbors are gonna hear you,” Namjoon warns through thrusts, though he loves it. Namjoon would love for everyone to know Jungkook is making these sounds because of him. Still, it would be disastrous if they know who lives here.
He presses a hand over Jungkook’s mouth and plows into him as hard as his body will allow. Their wet skin slapping together is as loud as Jungkook's moaning, if not louder. 
A futile attempt, Namjoon moves his hand to tug at Jungkook's cock instead. Jungkook lets out muffled squeaks as Namjoon pulses inside, messying his swollen hole again.
Namjoon lets himself fall out of Jungkook, watching cum spill from his puffy pink rim. He uses the edge of the bedsheet to wipe Jungkook's wet tummy. They collapse and lay, basking in their afterglow. Jungkook's face, red from friction. Namjoon looks at Jungkook and laughs, endeared. 
“What?” Jungkook giggles while catching his breath. 
“Nothing,” Namjoon soothes. “I like your voice.” He kisses his cheek.   
Jungkook senses Namjoon is making fun of him and gives him a playful shove where they lay next to each other on the bed. 
“You don’t know how good it feels,” Jungkook says, with a pout. 
“I’ll take that as a compliment,” Namjoon smiles.
Jungkook cuddles close to Namjoon, placing a hand on his chest with puppy dog eyes on display.
“I want to show you.” He looks at Namjoon seriously now. “Would you let me?” he asks, stroking fingers down his arm.
Namjoon's chest heats. He’s certainly thought about it. He’s thought about how and when it might fall along this journey with Jungkook. 
Jungkook really loves it. And Namjoon is certainly curious. 
“When?” Namjoon asks. 
Jungkook looks at his watch. “Well…we still have a few hours before we need to leave,” he says, raising an eyebrow and leaning in to kiss him. 
“Maybe after?” Namjoon suggests, when they pull apart.
“Yeah?” Jungkook says, excitedly. 
“What will we do?” Namjoon asks, nervous. 
Jungkook scratches the freshly buzzed hair behind his head. “We can do whatever makes you feel good,” he begins. “And we can stop when it doesn’t”. Jungkook kisses him again. “And we’ll get clean first,” he suggests, pulling Namjoon off the bed by his hand. 
They head to the shower in an almost coordinated routine. Namjoon turns on the water while Jungkook inspects his pores in the mirror, like they always do.
Namjoon looks at Jungkook's reflection from behind him and grabs the nape of his waist like he always does. They Inhale the natural musk of each other one last time before rinsing clean, like they always do. 
Namjoon can't remember the name or purpose of this event they are preparing to go to, some fundraiser. He just knows he and Jungkook will have to keep their distance. It gets harder to pretend with each passing day. 
Mindlessly soaping his body, Jungkook seems distracted. 
“What are you thinking?” Namjoon queries. Although, he already knows. It’s the same thing he’s thinking.
“I wish we could go together,” Jungkook admits, aloud.
“Me too,” Namjoon soothes. 
It was so hot at first, sneaking around. Trapping themselves behind locked doors and making secret claims on each other, leaving hidden little love bites and hickeys on skin that no one will see. The heat of knowing they’re the only two in on this secret.
But now they just want to be together, to stop hiding. Namjoon wants to be honest. 
He continues out loud, “I thought about just telling them, you know? Just getting it out there.”
“What would you say?” Jungkook asks, water spilling down his strong shoulders. 
Namjoon feels the words bubbling up inside him and threatening to spill over, the most basic explanation for what’s been going on the last few months. He searches for the courage in himself to say it to Jungkook right now, let him be the first to know. Jungkook looks up at him in anticipation. 
“I don’t know,” Namjoon lowers his head. “I guess by the time I find the words, they don’t sound right anymore”. 
They shower in silence, letting the risky words fade away. 
“It’s just a few hours,” Namjoon assures, lightening the mood. “And then…”
“And then…” Jungkook rubs suddy hands over Namjoon's plump ass, laying a playful smack with a smile, “I can have my way with you?”
Namjoon nods and they kiss, water rinsing the worry from their bodies. 
5:29 PM
The event starts like any other. Namjoon arrives and approaches most of the group where they sit at a table. 
“Where is Jungkook?” Jimin asks Namjoon right away. They’d taken separate cars to avoid suspicion. 
“I don’t know,” Namjoon brushes Jimin off and shrugs. “He said in the group chat that he's on his way.” He pulls out his chair and sits down between Jimin and Yoongi. 
Jimin shoots him a knowing look and Namjoon darts away from his gaze.
“There he is,” Taehyung says, and Namjoon tries to settle the butterflies in his stomach. 
Jungkook greets the group and moves to sit at an empty seat before Yoongi stops him and wordlessly trades places with him, pulling him by the shoulders and positioning him to sit next to Namjoon. 
Namjoon and Jungkook exchange a look but Jungkook pushes through, acting casual. He’s barely sitting down before Jimin continues his interrogation. 
“So what did you guys do after practice last night?” Jimin says. A loud thud comes from beneath the table and Jimin receives what looks like death glares from the rest of the group.
Jungkook replies right away, unbothered.  “I went to bed, I was beat after practice yesterday.”
Namjoon watches the glares ease off Jimin, but Jimin won’t take his berating eyes off of Namjoon, who takes a healthy sip of his cocktail, preparing to fill-in his part of the lie. 
He stammers at first. “I went to the gym.” 
Jimin's face lights up “Oh, so you saw Taehyung?” Jimin cheerfully announces. “TH, you went to the gym after practice last night, right?”
THs eyes go wide, shaking his head at Jimin. Namjoon's stomach sinks. 
Divinely, some acquaintance gleefully approaches Namjoon as the leader of the group with a jolly handshake, removing him from the situation and pulling him into a conversation.
Namjoon tries to shake off this bad vibe, chalking it up to a naturally dramatic Jimin.
8:26 PM
The night goes on and liquor flows, Namjoon intentionally keeps his distance from both Jungkook and Jimin.
Namjoon finds himself a bit overserved, feeling unsteady on his own two feet. The bartenders are heavy handed. If the booze flows, the money will too.
He takes a moment to himself in a bathroom, splashes water on his face. 
The weight of the secret and whatever part of it Jimin knows, weighs on him. His mind is fuzzy around the edges from alcohol. 
Namjoon gets his bearings, he’ll never hear the end of it from management if he’s sloppy drunk. He opens the bathroom door to the hallway and feels every muscle in his body relax when he sees Jungkook exit the bathroom door next to him. 
Jungkook latches onto his arm right away, cheeks flushed pink and looking a bit tipsy himself.
“They're pouring strong tonight_” Jungkook starts, laughing. 
“I know!” Namjoon interrupts and they both giggle, taking a sweet private moment with each other. 
Jungkook peeks over Namjoon's shoulder to check the coast is clear and steals a kiss. Namjoon grabs him by the waist and pulls him close, letting the comfort last a little longer. 
Jungkook attempts to pull himself together. “Ok, I'm going back out, how do I look?” He straightens his suit jacket and runs a hand through his hair.
The words burn holes in Namjoon's throat again, looking at Jungkook. He wants to say the words to his expectant face. He wants to get back to the apartment, lock the door and stay inside with the words.
“Perfect,” he replies. Settling for one word that doesn’t say it all but communicates a truth.
Jungkook heads out of the hallway first and Namjoon lingers for a minute before heading out behind him. 
9:36 PM
Namjoon has relaxed a bit, has sobered just enough while chatting with another group. 
He sees a far less sober Jungkook and Jimin across the room. Jimin is handsy with Jungkook. Too handsy, rubbing Jungkook’s thighs under their table. Jimin intentionally flirts with Jungkook and locks eyes with Namjoon, gaging his reaction. 
Namjoon watches Jimin hand slide up to grab at Jungkook's crotch. Worst of all, Jungkook drunkenly leans into it, softly thrusting into his hand. 
Namjoon turns to face the other way, afraid the feelings will swallow him whole. 
He’s infuriated that Jimin would cause a scene like this at all when they’re in public, at a work event. 
Jealous of how keen and familiar to Jimin's touch Jungkook seemed. Mortified at the unraveling of his own secret.
He takes a deep breath. When he turns back, a wobbly Jungkook approaches, Jimin following behind with an indignant look on his face. 
Bold and touchy, he pushes Namjoon to plop into a chair just below him. He sits directly in his lap, draping arms around his neck. The group Namjoon was speaking to politely excuses themselves with judgmental eyes.
Namjoon is stunned, unsure of what to do but glad Jungkook came to Namjoon with this horny energy.
“Meet me in the bathroom?” Jungkook moans in Namjoon’s ear, nearly grinding on his lap.
“We can leave soon,” Namjoon offers, doing his best to untangle his body from Jungkook’s and tries to get him in the chair next to him. 
“No, hyungie, please , '' he pouts, scooting to his lap again. “Need you now,” 
Namjoon is hypnotized as Jimin stares with contempt.
“We can go now ,” Namjoon gives in, breath quickening and cock already succumbing to Jungkook in his pants, uncaring of Jimin's glare. 
Just then, Seokjin and Hoseok lock eyes with Namjoon and dart away, avoiding his gaze. Then, they lock eyes with Yoongi who marches directly towards them. 
Yoongi beckons Jungkook to come greet an acquaintance nearby, pulling him away from Namjoon. As they walk off, Yoongi turns and gives a scolding look to Namjoon.
He watches the three men exchange a final look and nod to each other like they've accomplished a mission. In the corner of the room, Jimin is clearly being reprimanded by Seokjin and Hoseok. 
It's then when Namjoon recognizes he’s on the opposite end of a familiar situation. 
They’re doing damage control. And it's not for Jimin or Jungkook. It's for him . 
Thoughts race about what he could do to damage control the damage control, as if he had any control left. 
Taehyung and Yoongi return with Jungkook, both with an arm at the small of his back. Jungkook is certainly inebriated but was clearly unfooled by Yoongi's weak distraction. 
“Namjoon…” Yoongi says, authoritatively. “Jungkook is sloppy. You need to take him home.”
“I’m fine.” Jungkook says calmly, rolling his eyes with crossed arms.
It's then when Hoseok, Seokjin and Jimin rejoin the group, Jimin barely looking like he's been put in his place. 
Yoongi rolls his eyes at Jungkook. 
“Yes, you’re fine but you’re sloppy and it’s better you get home.”
“I just requested my car,”  Jimin pipes up and offers. “You guys take it,” he says. “I’ll get another one.” He looks at Namjoon. His eyes are softer now, less menacing. 
Namjoon doubles down.
 “I’m staying,” he bluffs, grabbing a drink from a passing tray. “You should walk Jungkook down, make sure he gets in safe.”
Jimin laughs, tongue in cheek “Namjoon…,” Jimin sassily starts, good will depleted. Hoseok pulls him back, whispers something in his ear. Jimin lets it go. 
Jungkook turns to leave on his own, taking a drink on the way out. 
They both bluff, waiting for the other to chase after Jungkook. 
Jimin gives in first and sends Taehyung. “Go with him,” he instructs. Taehyung follows Jungkook. 
Namjoon faces off with the remaining members, most of whom have sympathetic looks on their faces. 
Jimin scoffs. “You know, you're not keeping the secret you think you are.”
“Jimin…” Seokjin warns. 
“What does that mean?" Namjoon snarls, getting chest to chest with Jimin. 
Jimin takes a deep breath, takes a step back from Namjoon. 
“It means…” Jimin starts. “Right now, everybody knows you and Jungkook are going to his apartment. So, just... get there. So we know you're safe.” He looks back briefly at the other members. “You don’t have anything to prove to us,” he assures with a nod. But we all know what management will say about it, so we'll stay and finish up here. Just let someone know when you get home.”
Namjoon nods and feels his body go numb. He slowly turns to walk out of the room and when he finally is, he starts running .
They all know. And they were just keeping up his lie out of respect. 
He hears Jimin's voice as he runs down the stairs of the lobby. You’re not keeping the secret you think you are.
He runs from the voice, knowing he can’t properly consider the situation until his mind clears tomorrow. All he can focus on right now is making his way to Jungkook. 
He beats himself up for letting Jungkook leave alone and choosing the lie over him. He wishes he’d said the words he wanted so badly to say earlier. 
The pavement pounds under his feet until he runs into Taehyung stalling a drunken Jungkook in the doorway of the private car. 
Taehyung tells Jungkook goodbye and respectfully nods to Namjoon, making a quick exit. 
“Taehyung?” Namjoon stops him and he turns. 
“Thank you,” Namjoon says. It’s a message for everyone and he’s sure Taehyung knows that. 
Taehyung nods. “Tell us when you get home?” he adds. 
Namjoon nods back. Home .
He gets in the car and shuts the door to the outside world, closing he and Jungkook in. 
Jungkook clumsily draws up the partition. He mauls Namjoon right away, horny and eager, climbing him again. 
Namjoon grabs Jungkook hy his arms, nearly wrestling to get him underneath, following his natural instincts. Then, he remembers the plans they have, the role he might take tonight. 
He realizes Jungkook is trying to do the same, struggling to get Namjoon under his touch. Namjoon relaxes and let's Jungkook take him, he leans him back on the seat, and gives him a sweet long kiss, slowing their pace. The moment offers a chance for Namjoon's emotions to settle.
Jungkook's hands slide to Namjoon's hips and up his torso. Jungkook's eyes drag up his body, settling on his lips. His pupils are blown but focused on Namjoon. Heavy breaths, in and out.
Jungkook looks at Namjoon in his arms like he might eat him whole and it sends electricity through Namjoon's body, being looked at like this.
“Do you still want to? Jungkook glides his hand up Namjoon's thigh. 
“Yes”, Namjoon whispers, pulling Jungkook's face for another kiss. Jungkook unbuttons Namjoon's shirt, exposing his muscled chest. He sets kisses on the side of Namjoon's neck, breath hitching when Jungkook starts to suck marks to his collarbone.
Jungkook moves to take his nipples into his mouth, teasing them, squeezing his rounded pecs. Namjoon let's little moans fall from his lips. It's the same way Jungkook let’s him know he's pleased by what he's doing. 
The car comes to a stop and the doors unlock. They quickly get themselves together and Jungkook takes Namjoon by the hand, guiding him to a brand new place.
10:48 PM
When they enter the dark foyer, Jungkook is riled, yanking down at the fabric of Namjoon's pants like he's a man starved and Namjoon is the meal he needs. Jungkook turns him so he faces the wall with hands braced against it. Namjoon closes his eyes, breath quickening, knowing it’s coming. 
Jungkook spreads Namjoon's ass cheeks, eyes centered at his untouched hole. 
“Can I, hyung?” He asks for permission. 
Namjoon removes his shirt and jacket. “Go slow,” he whispers, sensing Jungkook's hurried pace. Jungkook nods, takes a deep breath, and sinks down. 
Namjoon gasps when Jungkook plants soft, wet kisses on his rim. JK traces his finger around, acclimating to Namjoon. He gently presses his tongue and licks a stripe up. 
Namjoon is shocked by the tickle to his body, sweat beading on his face and chest. He rises up to his tiptoes and Jungkook spreads his ass even wider, burying his face inside. Namjoon bares down, fingertips gripping the wall and groans, legs shaking on his tiptoes.
“Bed,” Jungkook demands and stands, frantically removing his clothes. He thinks twice and wipes his mouth before kissing Namjoon’s forehead and leading him to the bed. 
Namjoon crawls on his knees on the mattress, embracing his role and Jungkook groans.
“Mmm, Like that,” he encourages a shy Namjoon with a grope on his ass. “Show me.” Jungkook caresses the curve of Namjoon’s ass, grazing gentle fingertips against his skin.
Namjoon has had his body worshiped and touched by Jungkook a million times. But this was different. He feels vulnerable, beautiful. It’s a feeling he’s always avoided and let others have. 
Namjoon recognizes the way Jungkook is looking at him now. His eyes are dark and focused, like he's about to get something he really wants, something he needs and can’t get enough of. 
Jungkook urges Namjoon to lay face down, ass up and latches his lips to Namjoon's pussy again, sinking his tongue inside. He pushes in and out, fucking with his tongue at this new angle. He lets his whole mouth cover Namjoon's opening, filling the air with lewd sounds of sucking, licking, and swallowing. 
Namjoon rests his hand on his folded forearms, breath hitching through whimpers. Jungkook let's off and Namjoon tries to catch his breath. He's shaking, body on fire. He gasps and shudders when cold lube spills down his crack. 
“Ready?” Jungkook asks, swirling the tip of his lubed finger around Namjoon. 
Namjoon silently nods into his own arms. 
“Yes?” Jungkook tries to confirm, placing his hand on Namjoon's back.
He looks behind his shoulder at Jungkook. “Yes.”
Nodding, Jungkook pushes his finger inside and keeps it still. Namjoon grunts in discomfort. 
“It hurts,” Namjoon shakes out, reaching behind himself to grab Jungkook. 
“I’m sorry,” Jungkook soothes. 
“Just. Slow.” he says, releasing the death grip on Jungkook's wrist. Jungkook pulls his finger back and pushes in again, down to the webbing. Namjoon's shaky pants fill the air.
“Does it still hurt?” Jungkook questions after a few pumps of his finger. 
“Yes.” Namjoon replies. 
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No,” Namjoon pants. Jungkook twists his wet finger, opening him. 
“Does it feel good?” Jungkook asks.
“Yes,” Namjoon squeaks, feeling Jungkook stretch him from the inside.
Jungkook licks his lips and pushes in again, leaning down to lap his tongue overtop his working hand. Namjoon gasps, still adjusting to Jungkook's welcome intrusion. 
“Does it stop hurting?” he asks. Jungkook removes his mouth before answering.
“I think it always hurts at first, even still,” he explains, continuing to finger Namjoon. “But eventually it starts to feel...” his voice trails off, searching for the right word.
“Ah!_” Namjoon cries out, feeling like he's made it to the other side of something. He moves his hips to ride Jungkook's hand. Jungkook stays still, watching Namjoon's body work. Then, he deepens the bend in his back, ass high in the air.
“More,” he whispers and Jungkook slips in a second finger immediately. Namjoon's shaky grunts evolve to rhythmic moans. He whines when Jungkook pulls his scissoring fingers out of his body to guide him to his back, settling Namjoon’s head on the pillows and reaching to the nightstand. 
“Can I use this?”Jungkook holds up a toy from the drawer. 
Namjoon scans the unassuming toy before replying. “Just_” 
“Go slow,” Jungkook finishes. “I will,” he promises. 
He powers the vibrating plug on the lowest setting and drags it over Namjoon's sensitive nipples and between his thighs. He massages his skin with it, making him comfortable. Namjoon’s worked hole twitches when the toy nears his entrance. Jungkook rubs the toy around the outside and Namjoon's body jerks, eager. Jungkook pours more lube and pushes it inside.
It didn't look much bigger than Jungkook's fingers, but Namjoon grips the sheets at the pain of the stretch anyway while his thighs shake around the little buzzing plug. His eyes roll back and he moans aloud, unable to stop himself anymore. He slaps embarrassed hands over his mouth. 
“Shh,” Jungkook teases, “the neighbors will hear you.”
Namjoon giggles through moans, shocked and covering the sounds coming from his own mouth. 
“How about this?” Jungkook turns the vibration off, letting the plug sit still inside. 
Namjoon is astonished at the drastic change in sensation. “Oh shit,” Namjoon pants, coming down after being nearly overstimulated. 
Jungkook giggles. “Did you like that?” he asks, kneeling between Namjoon's legs. 
He swallows, really thinks about it. “Too much,” he decides. 
“Ok. Do you want me to leave it off?” Jungkook asks. 
“Yes, off.” His breathing starts to steady again. 
Then, Jungkook lays next to Namjoon flat on the bed, shoulder to shoulder. 
Namjoon watches as Jungkook sinks fingers between his legs, pulsing them in and out. A naughty smile and a wave of relief wash over Jungkook's face. Namjoon exhales and looks down, holding where the plug sits pleasantly inside himself.
He realizes they don't have to be in one role or another all the time. Sometimes, they can enjoy one thing together. 
“Do you need a break, baby?” Jungkook coos.
Namjoon gasps when he’s suddenly empty and his cheeks blush at the pet name typically used on Jungkook. He pulls the plug that's snug inside Namjoon out and pushes it into himself, thrusting it inside.
Namjoon admires as Jungkook turns it on, pushes the little toy to exactly where he needs, knowing his own body so well and whimpering when he hits just the right spot.
Namjoon feels his hole clench around nothing. He reaches between his own legs, sliding fingers inside himself, mimicking Jungkook and feeling the different stretch of his hand. 
Both moan, blissed out, pleasuring themselves and each other with knees bent in the air. Namjoon explores himself with his hands, rubbing them over his abs and grasping his cock.  
Jungkook moans, “Namjoonie_”  Jungkook removes the toy from himself to push it into Namjoon again, Namjoon removing his own fingers to receive it. Namjoon throws his head back and groans, legs trembling again. 
Jungkook rolls on top of him, straddling and sliding down onto his untouched shaft.
Namjoon feels like he’s going to rip in two around this little plug, can’t imagine how Jungkook takes his cock like this so often. The sensations of Jungkook's pussy wrapped around him while being plugged full is intense. Namjoon watches himself disappear between Jungkook's thighs. Jungkook presses hands on Namjoon's chest and circles his hips. 
“How does it feel?” he asks between pants.
“So good, baby,”  Namjoon moans. He instinctively clenches and bares down on the toy, wanting more. 
“Turn it on?” Namjoon requests. 
Without breaking his pace, Jungkook reaches behind him to turn the vibe on. Namjoon feels like he’s levitating, as before.
“Good?” Jungkook checks, but Namjoon doesn’t have words. He groans, bucking his hips up into Jungkook. 
Jungkook takes the cue and starts bouncing on Namjoon's lap, grabbing ahold of his own cock. Namjoon grips his nails into Jungkook's hips and comes so hard, his ears start ringing. His belly, wet and sticky with Jungkook's cum. 
Jungkook climbs off and they lay, spent and sprawled on the bed, fingers laced together. 
7:46 AM 
Namjoon wakes with Jimin on his mind. Head, pounding with hangover and regret. He barely notices Jungkook watching him.
A smile grows on Namjoon's face, remembering everything that came after the night from hell. 
“So?” Jungkook beckons. “Did you like it?”
“Yes.” Namjoon smiles at his eager lover. “Did you?”
“You know I did,” he starts, pressing a kiss to his lips. “and you made the prettiest sounds,” he continues, stroking fingers over Namjoon's bare chest.”
Namjoon hides his embarrassed face and Jungkook pulls him close, leaning in to whisper in his ear. 
“Really. I love your sounds, hyung...so pretty.” Another kiss. “and if you sounded that pretty with just my fingers,” Jungkook continues, threatening to rile Namjoon again, “I can’t wait to hear how you sound when my cock is inside you.”
Namjoon's body trembles with memory, hardly able to wait for the next adventure. But the guilt in his gut nags at him, almost spoiling this. 
“I think Jimin knows,” he says, grabbing Jungkook's hip. Saying it out loud makes last night feel that much more real. 
“He does,” Jungkook confirms. “He’s tried to talk to me about it a few times but I just told him I'm not ready.” 
Namjoon silently nods. ”I think they all know”, he admits.
Jungkook is quiet for a while before speaking again. “We should talk to them,” he finally says. 
“I will. Today,” he replies, wishing he’d done it a long time ago. 
Jungkook looks like he's about to drift off. Namjoon can tell he's been up all night, hasn’t slept yet.
“OK,” he rubs Namjoon’s cheek. “What will you say?” Jungkook asks, eyelids fluttering as he rests his head on Namjoon’s chest. 
Namjoon's stomach turns, feeling the words shooting up and threatening to erupt again.
But he fights the inclination towards secrets and lies. 
It’s been a while since he’d been so honest with himself. 
“I love you,” Namjoon says.
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Jin's Comment 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️ 
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💜: Kim Seokjin shiiii…. I’m crying 😭 J: 손을 때린거에요 내려 쳤다고 표현하죠 잡은거 아님 (https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/3-106613952/comment/4-181514274)
💜: Kim Seokjin shiiii…. I’m crying 😭
J: I hit her hand It's more like I slammed my hand down We're not holding hands
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Jin's Comment 💬 on ARMY's Post ❇️ 
💜: 김석진, 제가 당신의 개가 되어도 될까요? J: 예? (https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/1-107390101?anchor=2-211759359)
💜: Kim Seokjin, can I be your dog?
J: Huh?
💜: 방탄을 알아? J: 방탄소년단   2013년 데뷔해 국내외 신인상을 휩쓴 방탄소년단은 명실상부 한국을 대표하는 최정상 보이 그룹으로 성장했다. 전 세계적으로 방탄소년단 열풍을 일으키며 ‘21세기 팝 아이콘’으로 불린다. 미국 빌보드, 영국 오피셜 차트, 일본 오리콘을 비롯해 아이튠즈, 스포티파이, 애플뮤직 등 세계 유수의 차트 정상에 올랐고, 음반 판매량과 뮤직비디오 조회수, SNS 지수 등에서도 독보적인 기록을 써 내려가고 있다. 특히, 방탄소년단은 한 주에 빌보드 ‘핫 100’ 차트와 ‘빌보드 200’ 차트 정상을 동시 정복한 최초의 그룹이며, 통산 ‘빌보드 200’ 6차례, ‘핫 100’ 6차례 1위를 차지했다. 또한, ‘제63회 그래미 어워드’에서 한국 가수 최초로 단독 무대를 펼쳐 ‘빌보드 뮤직 어워드’와 ‘아메리칸 뮤직 어워드’, ‘그래미 어워드’까지 미국 3대 음악 시상식 무대에서 공연하는 기록을 세웠다. 방탄소년단은 스타디움 투어를 개최하며 전 세계 콘서트 시장에서도 글로벌 아티스트로서의 입지를 다져 왔으며, UN 연설과 LOVE MYSELF 캠페인 등을 통해 선한 영향력을 실천하고 있다. (https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/3-106616660/comment/0-211781405)
💜: Do you know BTS?
J: BTS
BTS, an acronym of Bangtan Sonyeondan or “Beyond the Scene,” is a Grammy-nominated South Korean group that has been capturing the hearts of millions of fans globally since its debut in June 2013. The members of BTS are RM, Jin, SUGA, j-hope, Jimin, V, and Jung Kook. Gaining recognition for their authentic and self-produced music, top-notch performances, and the way they interact with their fans, BTS has established themselves as “21st century Pop Icons” breaking countless world records. While imparting a positive influence through activities such as the LOVE MYSELF campaign and the UN ‘Speak Yourself’ speech, the band has mobilized millions of fans across the world (named ARMY), collected four No. 1 songs in a span of 9 months, performed multiple sold-out stadium shows across the world, and been named TIME’s Entertainer of the Year 2020. BTS has been nominated for Best Pop Duo/Group Performance for the 63rd Grammy Awards and recognized with numerous prestigious awards like the Billboard Music Awards, American Music Awards and MTV Video Music Awards.
(T/N: Jin directly copied BTS's profile from BigHit's website.)
💜: 쫜..온 김에 신곡 스포 한 번만 부탁해유😂 J: 으음.. 춤은 없어요 (https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/2-107392520?anchor=2-211770654)
💜: jjwan..since I'm here can you give a spoiler for your new song?😂
J: umm.. there's no dance
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💜: Hola Jin! 호석이 아르헨티나 국기의 태양이라는 사실, 알고 계셨나요? 어쨌든 방송에서 뵙겠습니다. 행운을 빕니다!💜 J: 저건 제이홉같은데.. (https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/3-106623713?anchor=0-211790508)
💜: Hello Jin! Did you know that Hoseok is the sun of Argentina? Anyways, we'll see you at the broadcast. Good luck!💜
J: That looks like J-Hope..
💜: 석진아 석진이는 큐트야? 아님 섹시야? J: cute (https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/2-107397001?anchor=3-181536890)
💜: Seokjin! Are you cute? Or are you sexy?
J: cute
💜: 석진아 우떠 굿즈 기대해도 될까?💜 우떠에 푹 빠져버렸다 우떠면 좋냐고 J: 제가 또 아이디어가 기가 막히잖아요 (https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/1-107402216?anchor=4-181537510)
💜: Seokjin, can we expect Wootteo merch?💜 I'm obsessed with Wootteo. Do you like Wootteo?
J: I know, my ideas are pretty amazing
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💜: 오빠 나 아파🤒 빨리 나을 수 있도록 격려해주세요🥺 J: 후루카와 나기사 인가..? (https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/3-106630639?anchor=1-211794146)
💜: Oppa, I'm sick🤒 Please cheer me up so I can get better
J: Is that Nagisa Furukawa*?
(T/N: *Nagisa Furukawa is one of the main characters from the manga 'Clannad')
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💜: 아닌데 김석진은 sexy야 J: 김석진 = cute 진 = cute and handsome jin = 큐트 (https://weverse.io/bts/fanpost/2-107409358?anchor=3-181547715)
💜: No but Kim Seokjin is sexy
J: Kim Seokjin = cute Jin = cute and handsome jin = cute
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back2bluesidex · 1 year
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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you. learn to know your mutuals and followers. (love you`(*>﹏<*)′)
1. Bangtan. They literally are the only existence in this entire world that can make me truly happy. I am myself with them, I'm the best version of me. So obviously. They are the #1 in making me happy. 💜
2. Alcohol. I relate to Jungkook the most on this. When people keep on telling him not to drink too much as it's not good for health, I wanna slap them and wanna tell them that IT'S GOOD FOR YOUR MENTAL HEALTH. Alcohol helps me to relax and truly set my worries aside. Hence, I'll choose Alcohol over people again and again. 🍷
3. Food. I am a big foodie. I love to discover new restaurants and eat as if there's no tomorrow. But alas, I have a very little appetite. 🍲
4. Dogs. OH MY GOD! I ABSOLUTELY LOVE DOGS!!!! I can't explain how much... Really. 🐶
5. And last but not the least, a certain someone. With them I was totally unfiltered. But now I have lost them, firstly because I am not good in expressing and secondly because they have better people in their life now. 🌻
Thanks @tangy-tangerine for sending me this... 🥺 You too just made me happy. 💜
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Home and Hearth
read it on ao3
by limelight_wright
summary:
Min Yoongi, a tired office worker, loves his dog, Holy, and feels awful for leaving her alone while he’s at work so he decides to hire a dog sitter. Kim Taehyung, said dog sitter, is beautiful and kind, and Yoongi finds himself getting closer with him than any employer probably should to an employee.
word count: 14,773
chapters: 1/1
language: English
fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
rating: General Audiences
warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
categories: M/M
characters: Kim Taehyung | V, Min Yoongi | Suga, Kim Seokjin | Jin, Kim Namjoon | RM, Jeon Jungkook, Park Jimin (BTS), Bangtan Boys | BTS Ensemble, Holly (BTS)
relationships: Kim Taehyung | V/Min Yoongi | Suga, Kim Taehyung | V & Min Yoongi | Suga, Jeon Jungkook/Park Jimin, Implied Kim Namjoon/Kim Seokjin, Jeon Jungkook & Jung Hoseok & Kim Namjoon & Kim Seokjin & Kim Taehyung & Min Yoongi & Park Jimin
additional tags: Slow Burn, Getting Together, Alternate Universe - Not K-pop Idols, Office Working Min Yoongi | Suga, Dog Sitter Kim Taehyung | V, Min Yoongi | Suga is Bad at Feelings, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope & Min Yoongi | Suga are Best Friends, Kim Taehyung | V & Park Jimin are Best Friends, Language of Flowers, I just took all my favorite plot points and put them in a pot, Falling In Love, Idiots In Love, I’m on board the “I’m an idiot” “you’re MY idiot” train, brief angst, mostly fluff though, Domestic Fluff, Roommates, Moving In Together, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Min Yoongi | Suga has Good Parents, Kim Taehyung | V has Bad Parents, Park Jimin has a Crush on Jeon Jungkook, Not Actually Unrequited Love
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purplesurveys · 1 year
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What does the shirt you are wearing look like? It’s white and has a gigantic print in the middle that’s black and red. It’s also a tad oversized, which I don’t mind as I’m into that style these days.
What was the last thing that stressed you out or upset you? I’m always dealing with a simultaneous bunch of things at work which keeps me constantly stressed, lol. One client just messaged me earlier, around 11 PM, so that was...fun; one has a knack for hounding me for updates on this and that and expects me to reply within five seconds; one is super anal and refuses to approve any material without it reaching 4-5 revisions; one has been taking forever to reply on anything since April, leading to campaign delays that at this point I don’t even give a fuck about anymore...it’s a jungle everyday where I work. How do you stay positive with all that life throws at you? 1) I’ve seen and experienced how things always manage to fall into place somehow, so I just stick it out during the ugly parts; 2) I need to stay alive at least until 2025 for reasons only anyone within the Bangtan universe would know, hah.
What quality do you admire most in other people? Being patient, because I am definitely not always.
What is the highest level of physical pain you have ever been in? rate 1-10 That would either be my foot infection when I was 11, or having to get six injections in a single day right after my dog bit me. I was even way more stressed out over the shots than the fact that I got a Real animal bite for the first time, lmao. The foot thing is a solid 10 but I would give the injections probably an 8? and it’s mainly because I was terrified of the amount of shots I needed to get and because it was the first time I’ve ever gotten injected on my thighs.
...same question, but with emotional pain? Nothing has been more difficult than the direct aftermath of my breakup three years ago. Giving it 10/10 seems too kind, lmao.
What is your most prized possession? All of the souvenirs from Yoongi’s concert. My ticket, the envelope it came in, the freebie card (not quite a photocard, it simply has the D-DAY in Bangkok print on it), and even all the freebies I managed to get.
Which YouTuber do you feel like you could be friends with easily? Anthony Padilla. He just seems so warm and personable, plus I feel the mutual Filipino blood would help us bond over stuff a lot more hehe.
Do you like your natural hair color? It’s fine. It’s not like I would’ve had a choice; most full-blooded Filipinos get black hair anyway.
Do you think you will dye your hair when you start going gray? Probably at the start, but I like to think I’ll learn to embrace it later on.
Are you pale right now, or do you have a tan? I am naturally tan; I’m never pale and have no desire to be.
Do you think you look best with a tan? Not really the target audience for this question but I will say that I love how my skin looks right after a vacation at the beach. The extra level of tan-ness just looks so nice.
What is your favorite app on your phone? YouTube. I constantly have videos on all day as background noise, regardless if I’m actually watching them or not.
How old were you when you got your first smartphone? Smartphone, that would be when I was around 17 when my parents got me an iPhone 5s. Before that I was always the friend who didn’t have her own phone and needed to update my parents about my whereabouts through my other friends’ phones, hahaha.
Do you ever meditate on Scripture? You will never find me doing that ever.
Are you living a life you want to escape from? or do you love your life? It’s not that I want to escape it, though I do get the sense that I could be doing and experiencing a lot more. I strongly feel that part of it also falls on me to have to push myself to try new things. I can’t attract the life and luxuries I want if I do nothing to get closer to them.
When was the last time you felt that life was good? When I was on my two trips about a month ago.
Do you have one big mistake that you've made that you want to fix? Nope. I’ll learn from mistakes, but I wouldn’t go back and change things.
Do you wish people would forgive you for your past so you could move on? I don’t think this is applicable to me.
Do you wear green on St. Patrick's Day? I don’t celebrate that.
Are you Irish at all? Nope.
Do you pray to God every day? I do not.
What are three things you are currently looking forward to doing soon? Picking up my copy of BTS’ memoir this Sunday; getting my quarterly OT pay next month; hearing Seven for the first time.
Do you ever dance in the rain? I don’t. I probably did when I was younger, but I never do it anymore.
Have you ever sat on a rooftop? So many times. We have a rooftop at home and I will stay there sometimes. I haven’t recently though because the weather has just been really unforgiving.
Who is that last good musician or band you discovered? I don’t really discover new music anymore as I spend most of my days in the K-pop realm lol. I will say though that I learned about The Japanese House’s newest album yesterday and spent some time last night listening to it, and in general it felt good to ‘come back’ to one of my favorite artists.
Do you like to watch talent shows like America's Got Talent and X Factor? I loved watching American Idol as a kid and a few years back I did have a phase where I was obsessed with golden buzzer compilation videos, but I don’t watch talent shows in general these days.
Have you ever tried avocado toast? Yes. It’s one of the very few fruit-y things I enjoy having.
Name three items on your wish list right now. A pair of AirPods Max, blackout curtains, enough money to rent a condo.
Are you more talented musically or artistically or neither? Writing counts as art, right? I’m artistic in that sense, I guess. It’s all I know how to do.
Are you better at English or math? English.
What were your best subjects in school? History, english, biology.
What was your favorite subject in school? History.
Have you ever visited a teacher at their home? No. That’s pretty weird to think about.
How many windows are in your bedroom? Two.
Who was your first roommate? Never had a roommate.
Who was your first best friend (besides a sibling)? Kaye, from kindergarten.
Do you have a sibling who looks like you? My brother and I look alike from a few angles. My sister and I look nothing alike I think, but we do sound very similar. We have the same expressions and ways of saying/enunciating them, too.
Name three women you know who have lost a child. One of my great-aunts; one of my aunts; I can’t think of anyone else.
Whose was the last funeral you attended or watched? Marisse’s dad. He was a good family friend who was close with my grandfather and spent a lot of time with him when they used to pick me and Marisse up from school.
What types of cancer are in your family, if any? There isn’t any, as far as I know.
Do you have big dreams for your future? I’d say I have a few big ones, yes.
Do you feel alone? It’s not feeling alone when I am perfectly fine and happy living life on my own. :)
What is this month's calendar picture? Jimin. Thanks for reminding me I need to tear out June from my calendar haha.
What is the theme of your wall calendar for this year? I’m using a BTS one; came as an inclusion from my OT7 photofolio.
Have you ever seen a double rainbow? I may have, but the memory doesn’t stick out.
How old will you be on your next birthday? 26.
Which nationalities have you been told you look like? (i.e., Asian, Irish) Asian is not a nationality...anyway, I have been assumed as Chinese, which was definitely weird to hear as Southeast and East Asians are pretty distinct in appearance.
Have you ever had an outstanding library fine? Yes, I’m a heavyweight champion in library fines lmao. I’ve always been awful at returning books.
What book are you currently reading? I’m not reading anything at the moment but I do know I’m picking up a memoir this Sunday and I couldn’t be any more excited to start reading again.
Are you poor/broke right now? Nah. I’m starting to recover/save again after my last couple of trips which is just a huge weight off my shoulders hahaha.
Have you ever received any scary, threatening messages on social media? I haven’t, fortunately.
What is the name of your youtube channel? It’s just my name.
How many subscribers do you have on youtube? 0. I just made an account so I can get Premium; I’ve never made a video.
Do you wish that life were more fair? Of course.
Who was your first kiss? Somebody I used to date.
Do you feel you have found your soulmate yet? No.
Are you single or in a relationship? Single.
If you're single, do you want to be, or do you wish you weren't? I’m happy being single and have no plans to date/be in a relationship. People always seem to be baffled when they hear that. Are we, like, not allowed to like being by ourselves? Lmao.
Ever collected shells at the beach? I’ve tinkered with them, but I’ve never stolen any.
Would you rather paint or carve a pumpkin? Carve, I guess. I haven’t done it before and it sounds more fun to do and also less wasteful.
Who are three of your favorite youtubers to watch? Mejiwoo, Smosh, GMM.
What year did you graduate high school? 2016.
What do you miss about high school? Nothing, really. The older I get, the more I realized how suffocating high school really was. Sure I was a kid, the room was wide open to be allowed to make mistakes and start over again, being a part of a clique was cool yadda yadda, but I was also in Catholic school. Everything about it sucked.
What do you miss about college? The freedom. Seeing your friends everyday. Getting to pick your classes and learning what you actually wanted to learn so studying didn’t feel like a chore.
What color was your first car? White.
Do you have a car now? Yes, the same one I’ve been using ever since I first started driving.
What color was the house you grew up in? It’s white with a red roof.
Growing up, what floor was your bedroom on? My childhood home has one floor.
What is your birth order in the family? I’m the eldest child.
What would your name be if you were the opposite gender? As far as I know they never thought about boy names because they waited till I came out to start thinking of what to name me.
What were you almost named? There was a toss-up between Ariel and a few variations of Katrina.
Does your bedroom have carpet? Nope.
Best camping experience? Never gone camping.
What are the top three travel destinations on your bucket list? Seoul, Marrakesh, New Delhi.
Do you get heartburn? For some reason, only whenever I get KFC’s Double Down HAHAHA.
What are three things you are known for in your town? Idk my city is kind of blah. Aesthetic cafés, I guess??? Also pilgrimages and our local rice cakes I guess.
What are three things you are known for on social media? Screaming about BTS 24/7. I don’t really do anything else.
What is your Instagram account name? No thanks.
Have you ever used Snapchat? Only in college.
Did you want to be famous when you were younger? Maybe for like a second, but it never materialized into a legit goal.
What show did you most want to be on as a kid? Hi-5. I wanted to be a part of that kiddie audience SO BAD.
First celebrity you were obsessed with? The entire cast of High School Musical.
First celebrity crush? Zac Efron and Ashley Tisdale.
What was your first favorite stuffed animal? I was never a stuffed toy kind of kid.
What was something unique about you as a kid? You know how it’s a joke to tell people, “were you dropped as a kid?” my mom actually dropped me when I was a few months old. She had been in bed at the time, had me on her chest, then she fell asleep and probably rolled over, and obviously she woke up because I started shrieking and screaming and crying while on the floor.
Were you ever goth/emo?  Nah. When that was a thing among the people in my age group, I was heavily into wrestling and completely skipped out on the emo craze. I mean I liked Paramore, but I didn’t copy their style and I didn’t even have a phone that would’ve let me do the selfie angle that was popular back then lol.
Do you want any more piercings? I have no desire to get any more piercings beyond my earlobes.
How many tattoos do you have? None.
Do you want more tattoos? I wrestle with the idea every now and then but it always ends in me deciding I’m too scared of needles to even think of booking an appointment.
If you had to get a tattoo, what would you get? Seven dots in the order of BTS’ members’ mic colors.
Do you mostly write in cursive or print? Print.
Were you ever homeschooled? Nope.
Describe your dream wedding in five words. Big. I want it to be a goddamn party. If a wedding is in the cards for me I know I’ll want it to happen only once, so might as well go big or go home.
Pick three animals that you think resemble you, and why? Idk?
Are you unique? I’d say we all are.
Do you get called a free spirit? No.
What day of the week were you born on? Tuesday.
How are you feeling right now? A little tired but I’m trying to fight sleep as I wanna make the most out of my weekend. Also my shoulders are SO sore it’s bothering me so much right now ugh.
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xjoonchildx · 3 years
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How would you rank the BTS dogs?
okay, so all of the dogs rank equally because the OT7 principle that applies to the owner applies to the pet 😉
but it's super cute the way they love their animals and any excuse is a good excuse to share dog pics 🐾
namjoon & rapmon
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this is a very, very cute dog. maybe one of the cutest i've ever seen. according to google, it's an american eskimo which is fitting because he looks like a snowball with legs. damn tumblr for limiting images in posts to 10 because i would have loved to include the adorable birthday cake pics joon posted.
seokjin & gukmul
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so -- if my research is correct, seokjin doesn't currently have a dog. his good boy jjangu crossed the rainbow bridge a while back and since then he's started keeping sugar gliders. so apparently this adorable gliding possum (!) is called gukmul. i don't know much about them. can they fetch? do they eat socks? i have a lot of questions.
yoongi & holly
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now that is one lucky dog. it's sort of hilarious that one of the most dangerous rappers in korea is whipped for a toy poodle but can you blame him? this dog looks so soft and snuggly. yoongi seems like a pretty devoted pet owner, he's uploaded pictures of the gifts he brings home for holly. super cute.
hoseok & mickey
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not gonna lie, something about mickey's face makes me think he doesn't take anyone's shit. i see him as the kind of dog who growls at anyone who gets too close to his food bowl and cuddles only when he fucking feels like it. hoseok has basically said poor mickey is getting up there in years, so i hope he's getting all the dog treats he wants in his old age.
jimin & ddosun
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is this actually a picture of jimin and his dog? god only knows. i worked for this picture because it's unclear if the dog google claims he has (a pit bull and korean jindo mix) is the dog in this picture. i'm not a vet by any means but i don't see any pit bull in this dog 🤣 i have seen plenty of pictures of jimin with other dogs, though so it's clear he's an animal lover.
tae & yeontan
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oh look it's just a pomeranian living your dream life, lounging in bed with theeeeeee kim taeyhung. tae loves to show tannie off, posts plenty of pictures of the two of them together and clearly loves his good boy.
jungkook & gureum
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i couldn't find a single picture of the two of them together 😭 apparently JK's pet Maltese lives with his family back in busan. but if you remember the behind the scenes video they shared from the BWL video, you'll know he's a huge animal lover. i'm sure he showers his dog with treats and affection when he's home.
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COMPILATION: Hoseok with puppies to make you smile💜💜💜💜💜💜💜 | sunrisehob
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knghyuri · 7 years
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Me when I see a dog:
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daechwita · 7 years
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other bts members' mic drop remix photos: sitting in police cars, looking super intense
hobi's mic drop remix photos: patting a dog
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bonnykook · 2 years
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Mafia Jungkook x Little Reader
Summary : you get kidnapped by a gang lord, he leaer of the 6Eye Clan. Why don't you fight him?
A/N : hey this is @bunnyrhe reposting from her second account my main isn't working and SMH idek what to do. I hope this post doesn't flop and my account stars working again.
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I was staring up at him, that rogue 6Eye. He sat in the modern armchair in the corner of the room. His eyes set on me, sitting up on the queen sized bed with a tufted headboard. I was hidden among the plethora of blankets and pillows on the bed, all nested around me in a luxurious cluster. Like a dragon in a horde. I winced, I couldn't be a dragon, at most I was a bunny in a flower field. My sleep stretched face and summers cheeks, lightly sunken in from starvation and pallid like a snow bunny."you look so teeny in your big girl bed, baby. It's so precious. Do you need Oppa's help coming down?"
He shifted and started becoming antsy as I walked around the room, rejecting his help. He was squeezing his arm and fixing his jacket, rubbing his nose. He was a human rocking chair moving back and forward. It made me want to curl up in his lap and run my hands over the three piece suit fabric. His motion and the soft suave feeling of what undoubtedly was a thousand thread count suit could lull me into a deep comfortable sleep.
He wore fine jewelry: diamond studded earrings and tennis bracelet and a shiny sapphire ring winking at me under the fluorescents. His forehead creased, it seemed as though all his worry and anxiety tucked into the folds. He took his jacket off, sleeves rolling up to reveal meaty forearms colourful like a tapestry. I could see his tattoos clearly now: a lone eye of the 6eyes Clan and one of open doors from Bangtan Sonyeondan. I remember him, that rogue 6eye. 
He had disagreed with his Clan and they disowned him. Thus, Jungkook and the clan diverged from common ancestry, one to become the most lordly form of life abroad, one to become the dominant animal in Seoul. Now, the day had come for the two to reconnect and the story was best told by the people in the slums that experienced the loss first hand. The meeting was not a peaceful one in recognition of the others' worth. As usual, the clan refused to acknowledge and appoint what they had already discarded and Jungkook chose battle.
It was a one sided battle where he wielded the biggest arms supply chain from Korea to Columbia and his family did the dying. 
The news told stories of the few frayed ends, the bits that got away. The bits of movement behind the curtain that let everyone get glimpses into the other world. When Jungkook tested his strength against the monsters and mountains of fat and meat of dead humans washed up on the shores, ravines and dumps. Bodies all blue, swollen and bloated, missing one eye each to show off to the world that a tyrant was born. 
On a moonlit night, I went down to take the trash out, depositing it behind my dingy apartment. I stopped, looking up at the sky through the arching buildings around it to enjoy the silence. The quiet was soon broken by what sounded like a gust of heavy breathing in the garbage pile almost alongside. The calm surface of the dumpster mysteriously rolled and tin cans clattered down, plastic bags shifting like a staccato. I turned my phone flashlight in the direction in time to see two broad backs dripping in blood like an oil slick.  The nauseous fumes like a miasma in the community.
That was when I first saw the 6eye up close , him and his cronies descending like rabid dogs coming into the alleyway. The engines of all black SUVS were quiet purrs, I almost didn't hear them. Slick, shiny black cars, reflecting moonlight like a camouflage, blocking both entrance and exit from the alley. The bodies in the piles of trash, heaving with strained life reacted instantly: cowering and crying. They moved the way insects do under a microscope: scared, out of place and anticipating the worst. Right before they get crushed.
6Eye spotted me instantly,there was nowhere to hide.
"Come here," he beckoned me softly, there was a blood spatter on his cheek. "Come here. I'm Jungkook I won't hurt you, honey eyes, come here." 
The smear was shaped like a handprint.
His cheek was clean now, fresh new clothes, and a sleek hairstyle. Everything about him was a visual experience, he was as charming and enrapturing as a landslide. He held my attention like i had some morbid fascination.
"Do you like it, baby? The room?Oppa got it ready for you while you were uh asleep" 
Did all rich powerful men have penthouses? 
I pressed my nose to the glass watching it fog up. There were floor to ceiling windows in front of me, the ceiling was partly glass too. The cityscape blossomed with life in front of me: towering twisting skyscrapers in glamorous engineering feats, billboards and tiny buildings that looked like dwarves. At the height of the forty-fifth floor, one only sees the top. The buildings seemed to move discordantly in a wave with random skyscrapers at the crest and smaller flat-topped buildings at the trough. The streets moving through the cities like slate grey rills and rivers. The planes and their blinking red and blue lights come and go. They looked like dragons in the sky.
I couldn't find my apartment building,even at this height. I felt happy to not smell that awful city stench, the smog and the noise. The apartment was totally quiet. 
There was a small sitting section to my right, a pink and white teepee I wanted to crawl inside and burrow in with my stuffie. Stay there forever until I felt safe and calm.
"The stars are glorious at night and the sunsets too. The curtains are on a timer, I'll get you the remote. The ceiling has a retractable awning so you can close it at night so the sun won't get in your eyes in the morning. I can set the timer on my phone for you, I don't want you to worry about forgetting, babygirl. I want you to be comfortable,  honey eyes." 
I held on tightly to my pink stuffed bunny I woke up with. He had a strong eyebrow and a cute smile. "That's Cooky, right? One of my companies manufactures them, there's a set of them, do you want them, baby? I can get the really big one you can use like pillows…or whatever size you want. I want you to be happy, baby."
Jungkook perched me on his hip, insisting I was far too weak from my nap to be walking around anymore. I felt around the wall for a lightswitch but he clapped, letting it turn on. "I wanted it to be easy for you. Spared no expense. "
The walk in closet felt like a store. There was a long walkway, longer than it was wide. It felt infinite like I had walked ten minutes from the entrance, the door looking much smaller from the distance. All the underlights and chandeliers illuminated the rows of closet space to make it seem fancier, sparkling almost pearlescent. The racks were  already filled with clothes and shoes and arranged by color into my personal OCD paradise. The islands in the middle of the room were filled with jewellery, simple day clothes and undergarments. 
"My assistant is very thorough, of course you're welcome to my closet I'm right across the hall. My clothes might not fit a baby this tiny though." He said, leaning on the closet frame, a sly half smile eating the apples of his cheeks to reveal two front teeth."I think you'll look lovely in anything. You have a face that lights up the room, you know. Even your shy smiles, they're precious, baby girl." His voice was so gentle and suave, something in it was alluring. I was susceptible to voices and his tone and physical aura made a want to slip deer into his arms, simk even more into this fuzzy feeling the type that made me feel smol.
 I'd never come across a man who'd so coolly and confidently complimented me. He doled complements out so easily like it didn't diminish him, it was refreshing to see this. It made me feel so soft and small. A wave of colour rose to my cheeks, but I quickly recovered, giving him a slightly ironic smile. I could never take a compliment. "You look so cute when you're slipping."
I caught sight of myself in one of the full length mirrors, silky pink pajamas with a sleeping mask on my hair with Cooky's face on it. What surprised me more was the pearl earrings. "Your earring holes were closing up, I didn't want them to and I assumed you didn't either so…"
"They're gorgeous, thank you." 
He looked so surprised."It's all my pleasure. You look like my princess with them on. We match. "
My gaze immediately flicked towards his ears, finding a series of small hoops and studs. He chuckled, loosening his tie to pull out a simple gold chain with a pearl pendant. "It's a matching set I had commissioned from my pearl beds in Tahiti...I think you'd get more use from them. I want you to have them, little one." 
"Thank you, but I don't need this." 
"I thought everyone needs jewelery…you'll have to get used to Oppa giving you gifts when he feels like it…'s uh it's not like I can let you go now, babygirl. So starting now,  no need to worry about that cashier job or bills or making hard decisions okay? Oppa will take care of everything,  my little one.  How can something so small and pathetic ever take care of herself?"
"How did you get all of this together? You just met me!" 
"I'm the most powerful man in the country, things just sorta happen," he looked like a boy king saying that. He had no right to make light of something like this. People in the slums, my family , talked about his kind like they were gods. He had no right to break that mystique. To be mortal. To look so soft and kissable and make me feel like I wanted him to shelter me.
The bathroom was a paradise. The shower was an over glorified saua, it sprayed from all and steamed up at the push of a button, and the tub? Rose quartz tub in front of a window. There was a lip in the tub like a platform. Fresh cut flowers on the sink-orchids my favourite. Behind it, a white baby monitor, I almost didn't see it blending into the tile.
"The window is one way glass. Bath time can be a breeze, something you enjoy. Oppa will always be here to help his little one in and out of the tub okay and to make ger baths extra sudsy, okay? Can my baby love tell me yes Oppa she understands?"
"Yes Oppa,"
"Okay, but becareful. When you use the tub , please leave the door open or let Oppa know I'll turn the baby monitor on. I don't want you to get hurt and…" he squeezed his arm.  "I want you to get comfortable so I splurged on your room decorating. The rest of the house is nice like this too,"
He opened one of the drawers below the sink, "and we have bath toys too:ducky, bath bombs, bath markers there's a tiny floaty chair for Cooky. This drawer is full for when you're feeling big."
"What? " I blushed deeply ," did you raid my apartment? Those things are personal!"
"I told you, I want you to be comfortable and taken care of for as long as you stay with me.You don't have anything to worry about, I don't have any reason to hurt you."
"But I saw…I thought you 6eyes take no prisoners-"
"What did you see, hmm, princess?"
"Nothing. I don't know what you're talking about. "
"I have no problems taking prisoners if they're cute like you. But I must say this is a first and last. You'll be happy here when oppa takes care of his little one. Don't reject me baby, you know Oppa wants to take care of you. You know Oppa wants to spoil his little one. Don't feel shy, can I meet my little baby please? "
"Can I colour your arms with the markers?"
"Yes my little one, you can. Oppa would love nothing more."
I saw it now,the posturing, the casual way he carried the weight of the crown and all the wealth in the world. He didn't need to flaunt it, everyone knew it. He was the zenith of power. 
The rest of us were separated from his wealth by impassable seas. I wanted to be a part of it, of the other world. The lush three dimensional lavish world of power. It encapsulated Jungkook like a continent in the great seas, everyone else were just satellite islands. All of the trappings he'd shown me so far, the casual kindness and care restored me to a womb world. I felt stable here; where there was no shortage of food, warmth, water, where I didn't have to scrounge to survive. Where there was no need to fight to defend territory because Jungkook owned it already.
Something crinkled in the drawer.
"What was that?"
"These are diapers for my little princess when she wants them. There's Winnie the Pooh and Max and Ruby. Would you like Oppa to help you into one, baby?"
I nodded pointing at the yellow packaging. I immediately softened up melting like ice cream into a puddle. My lips formed a deep pout, eyes almost round. I nodded desperately.
"Winnie the pooh it is,"
"It's okay, Oppa has you. " He chuckled,smiling helping me down from the changing table,"Come on princess it's dinner time." 
I went to walk out the bedroom door but he stopped me, sliding on my house shoes for me. "There princess. Now let oppa carry his baby, your just not strong enough little one. Oppa will take care of you, baby. You're just too small to even try to care for yourself." He picked me up,perching me on his hip. I whined reaching out for Cooky.
"Don't forget Cooky! He's only baby."
"I'm sorry princess. I'm sorry Cooky. The chef made beef bibimbap, are you okay with that? Do you want something else, little one?"
"Beef?" I nodded eagerly, holding Cooky close. I couldn't remember the last time I ate meat.He chuckled nasally, grinning widely, walking me down the staircase of this elaborate penthouse.
"Would you like your highchair or Oppa's lap?"
"Lap lap! Please." 
"Whose lap?"
"Oppa lap! Lap please?"
"Yes Oppa can hold his little princess, she's not feeling big enough to sit alone right now is she? No, my little princess needs her Oppa's help huh? My precious baby." He held me to his chest to feed me. Suit jacket discarded over a chair back, internal vest unbuttoned and tie strewn away. I pawed my hands in front of me,batting awa the spoon he offered , letting him know I wanted to be fed. He gladly fed me from his plate,kissing my head. "Mmm my princess is entirely too small to take care of herself, luckily, oppa loves taking care of cute princesses."
He frowned deeply when he ate,humming when it was particularly tangy and savoury. A Kings spread ahead of us: stone pot rice,kimchi, a random plate of fries and nuggets and hamburgers, pot of bibimbap. Decanters of passion fruit juice, banana milk ahead of us. Desert spread of chocolate cake, summers fruits-peaches, pears, berries, pineapple, mangos. How much does he eat. He showed me his healthy appetite by demolishing half of the spread. "Good yeah? I uh I added dino nuggs for you I wasn't sure what you eat..eat up though..you look like you haven't been eating right. "He kissed my cheek softly,"oppa will fix that for his tiny baby."
"Ah, princess you have sauce on your cheek. Let Oppa clean that up for you." He kissed you softly on your cheek, sponging away any sticky stuff with his tongue. "All better baby girl."
When the help cleared away the empty platters, Oppa cleared his throat, sipping water while you sucked his fingers. He set down his glass to feed us more chocolate cake, patting my tummy, "I told you, Oppa can take care of his princess." 
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Mafia! Caregiver Jungkook x little reader
Warnings: gangster stuff, deadbodies , gang war
Summary: Taking out the trash one night outside your dingy apartment, you see something you're not supposed to see. Lo and behold, leader of the 6Eye Clan Jeon Jungkook finds you. Now you've seen too much, he can't let you go.
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I was staring up at him, that rogue 6Eye. He sat in the modern armchair in the corner of the room. His eyes set on me, sitting up on the queen sized bed with a tufted headboard. I was hidden among the plethora of blankets and pillows on the bed, all nested around me in a luxurious cluster. Like a dragon in a horde. I winced, I couldn't be a dragon, at most I was a bunny in a flower field. My sleep stretched face and summers cheeks, lightly sunken in from starvation and pallid like a snow bunny."you look so teeny in your big girl bed, baby. It's so precious. Do you need Oppa's help coming down?"
He shifted and started becoming antsy as I walked around the room, rejecting his help. He was squeezing his arm and fixing his jacket, rubbing his nose. He was a human rocking chair moving back and forward. It made me want to curl up in his lap and run my hands over the three piece suit fabric. His motion and the soft suave feeling of what undoubtedly was a thousand thread count suit could lull me into a deep comfortable sleep.
He wore fine jewelry: diamond studded earrings and tennis bracelet and a shiny sapphire ring winking at me under the fluorescents. His forehead creased, it seemed as though all his worry and anxiety tucked into the folds. He took his jacket off, sleeves rolling up to reveal meaty forearms colourful like a tapestry. I could see his tattoos clearly now: a lone eye of the 6eyes Clan and one of open doors from Bangtan Sonyeondan. I remember him, that rogue 6eye. 
He had disagreed with his Clan and they disowned him. Thus, Jungkook and the clan diverged from common ancestry, one to become the most lordly form of life abroad, one to become the dominant animal in Seoul. Now, the day had come for the two to reconnect and the story was best told by the people in the slums that experienced the loss first hand. The meeting was not a peaceful one in recognition of the others' worth. As usual, the clan refused to acknowledge and appoint what they had already discarded and Jungkook chose battle.
It was a one sided battle where he wielded the biggest arms supply chain from Korea to Columbia and his family did the dying. 
The news told stories of the few frayed ends, the bits that got away. The bits of movement behind the curtain that let everyone get glimpses into the other world. When Jungkook tested his strength against the monsters and mountains of fat and meat of dead humans washed up on the shores, ravines and dumps. Bodies all blue, swollen and bloated, missing one eye each to show off to the world that a tyrant was born. 
On a moonlit night, I went down to take the trash out, depositing it behind my dingy apartment. I stopped, looking up at the sky through the arching buildings around it to enjoy the silence. The quiet was soon broken by what sounded like a gust of heavy breathing in the garbage pile almost alongside. The calm surface of the dumpster mysteriously rolled and tin cans clattered down, plastic bags shifting like a staccato. I turned my phone flashlight in the direction in time to see two broad backs dripping in blood like an oil slick.  The nauseous fumes like a miasma in the community.
That was when I first saw the 6eye up close , him and his cronies descending like rabid dogs coming into the alleyway. The engines of all black SUVS were quiet purrs, I almost didn't hear them. Slick, shiny black cars, reflecting moonlight like a camouflage, blocking both entrance and exit from the alley. The bodies in the piles of trash, heaving with strained life reacted instantly: cowering and crying. They moved the way insects do under a microscope: scared, out of place and anticipating the worst. Right before they get crushed.
6Eye spotted me instantly,there was nowhere to hide. 
"Come here," he beckoned me softly, there was a blood spatter on his cheek. "Come here. I'm Jungkook I won't hurt you, honey eyes, come here."
The smear was shaped like a handprint.
His cheek was clean now, fresh new clothes, and a sleek hairstyle. Everything about him was a visual experience, he was as charming and enrapturing as a landslide. He held my attention like i had some morbid fascination.
"Do you like it, baby? The room?Oppa got it ready for you while you were uh asleep" 
Did all rich powerful men have penthouses?
I pressed my nose to the glass watching it fog up. There were floor to ceiling windows in front of me, the ceiling was partly glass too. The cityscape blossomed with life in front of me: towering twisting skyscrapers in glamorous engineering feats, billboards and tiny buildings that looked like dwarves. At the height of the forty-fifth floor, one only sees the top. The buildings seemed to move discordantly in a wave with random skyscrapers at the crest and smaller flat-topped buildings at the trough. The streets moving through the cities like slate grey rills and rivers. The planes and their blinking red and blue lights come and go. They looked like dragons in the sky.
I couldn't find my apartment building,even at this height. I felt happy to not smell that awful city stench, the smog and the noise. The apartment was totally quiet. 
There was a small sitting section to my right, a pink and white teepee I wanted to crawl inside and burrow in with my stuffie. Stay there forever until I felt safe and calm.
"The stars are glorious at night and the sunsets too. The curtains are on a timer, I'll get you the remote. The ceiling has a retractable awning so you can close it at night so the sun won't get in your eyes in the morning. I can set the timer on my phone for you, I don't want you to worry about forgetting, babygirl. I want you to be comfortable, honey eyes." 
I held on tightly to my pink stuffed bunny I woke up with. He had a strong eyebrow and a cute smile. "That's Cooky, right? One of my companies manufactures them, there's a set of them, do you want them, baby? I can get the really big one you can use like pillows…or whatever size you want. I want you to be happy, baby."
Jungkook perched me on his hip, insisting I was far too weak from my nap to be walking around anymore. I felt around the wall for a lightswitch but he clapped, letting it turn on. "I wanted it to be easy for you. Spared no expense. "
The walk in closet felt like a store. There was a long walkway, longer than it was wide. It felt infinite like I had walked ten minutes from the entrance, the door looking much smaller from the distance. All the underlights and chandeliers illuminated the rows of closet space to make it seem fancier, sparkling almost pearlescent. The racks were  already filled with clothes and shoes and arranged by color into my personal OCD paradise. The islands in the middle of the room were filled with jewellery, simple day clothes and undergarments. 
"My assistant is very thorough, of course you're welcome to my closet I'm right across the hall. My clothes might not fit a baby this tiny though." He said, leaning on the closet frame, a sly half smile eating the apples of his cheeks to reveal two front teeth."I think you'll look lovely in anything. You have a face that lights up the room, you know. Even your shy smiles, they're precious, baby girl." His voice was so gentle and suave, something in it was alluring. I was susceptible to voices and his tone and physical aura made a want to slip deer into his arms, simk even more into this fuzzy feeling the type that made me feel smol.
I'd never come across a man who'd so coolly and confidently complimented me. He doled complements out so easily like it didn't diminish him, it was refreshing to see this. It made me feel so soft and small. A wave of colour rose to my cheeks, but I quickly recovered, giving him a slightly ironic smile. I could never take a compliment. "You look so cute when you're slipping."
I caught sight of myself in one of the full length mirrors, silky pink pajamas with a sleeping mask on my hair with Cooky's face on it. What surprised me more was the pearl earrings. "Your earring holes were closing up, I didn't want them to and I assumed you didn't either so…"
"They're gorgeous, thank you."
He looked so surprised."It's all my pleasure. You look like my princess with them on. We match. "
My gaze immediately flicked towards his ears, finding a series of small hoops and studs. He chuckled, loosening his tie to pull out a simple gold chain with a pearl pendant. "It's a matching set I had commissioned from my pearl beds in Tahiti...I think you'd get more use from them. I want you to have them, little one." 
"Thank you, but I don't need this."
"I thought everyone needs jewelery…you'll have to get used to Oppa giving you gifts when he feels like it…'s uh it's not like I can let you go now, babygirl. So starting now, no need to worry about that cashier job or bills or making hard decisions okay? Opps will take care of everything, my little one. How voice something so zinc and pathetic ever take care of herself?"
"How did you get all of this together? You just met me!" 
"I'm the most powerful man in the country, things just sorta happen," he looked like a boy king saying that. He had no right to make light of something like this. People in the slums, my family , talked about his kind like they were gods. He had no right to break that mystique. To be mortal. To look so soft and kissable and make me feel like I wanted him to shelter me.
The bathroom was a paradise. The shower was an over glorified saua, it sprayed from all and steamed up at the push of a button, and the tub? Rose quartz tub in front of a window. There was a lip in the tub like a platform. Fresh cut flowers on the sink-orchids my favourite. Behind it, a white baby monitor, I almost didn't see it blending into the tile.
"The window is one way glass. Bath time can be a breeze, something you enjoy. Oppa will always be here to help his little one in and out of the tub okay and to make ger baths extra sudsy, okay? Can my baby love tell me yes Oppa she understands?"
"Yes Oppa,"
"Okay, but becareful. When you use the tub , please leave the door open or let Oppa know I'll turn the baby monitor on. I don't want you to get hurt and…" he squeezed his arm.  "I want you to get comfortable so I splurged on your room decorating. The rest of the house is nice like this too,"
He opened one of the drawers below the sink, "and we have bath toys too:ducky, bath bombs, bath markers there's a tiny floaty chair for Cooky. This drawer is full for when you're feeling big."
"What? " I blushed deeply ," did you raid my apartment? Those things are personal!"
"I told you, I want you to be comfortable and taken care of for as long as you stay with me.You don't have anything to worry about, I don't have any reason to hurt you."
"But I saw…I thought you 6eyes take no prisoners-"
"What did you see, hmm, princess?"
"Nothing. I don't know what you're talking about. "
"I have no problems taking prisoners if they're cute like you. But I must say this is a first and last. You'll be happy here when oppa takes care of his little one. Don't reject me baby, you know Oppa wants to take care of you. You know Oppa wants to spoil his little one. Don't feel shy, can I meet my little baby please? "
"Can I colour your arms with the markers?"
"Yes my little one, you can. Oppa would love nothing more."
I saw it now,the posturing, the casual way he carried the weight of the crown and all the wealth in the world. He didn't need to flaunt it, everyone knew it. He was the zenith of power. 
The rest of us were separated from his wealth by impassable seas. I wanted to be a part of it, of the other world. The lush three dimensional lavish world of power. It encapsulated Jungkook like a continent in the great seas, everyone else were just satellite islands. All of the trappings he'd shown me so far, the casual kindness and care restored me to a womb world. I felt stable here; where there was no shortage of food, warmth, water, where I didn't have to scrounge to survive. Where there was no need to fight to defend territory because Jungkook owned it already.
Something crinkled in the drawer.
"What was that?"
"These are diapers for my little princess when she wants them. There's Winnie the Pooh and Max and Ruby. Would you like Oppa to help you into one, baby?"
I nodded pointing at the yellow packaging. I immediately softened up melting like ice cream into a puddle. My lips formed a deep pout, eyes almost round. I nodded desperately.
"Winnie the pooh it is,"
"It's okay, Oppa has you. " He chuckled,smiling helping me down from the changing table,"Come on princess it's dinner time." 
I went to walk out the bedroom door but he stopped me, sliding on my house shoes for me. "There princess. Now let oppa carry his baby, your just not strong enough little one. Oppa will take care of you, baby. You're just too small to even try to care for yourself." He picked me up,perching me on his hip. I whined reaching out for Cooky.
"Don't forget Cooky! He's only baby."
"I'm sorry princess. I'm sorry Cooky. The chef made beef bibimbap, are you okay with that? Do you want something else, little one?"
"Beef?" I nodded eagerly, holding Cooky close. I couldn't remember the last time I ate meat.He chuckled nasally, grinning widely, walking me down the staircase of this elaborate penthouse.
"Would you like your highchair or Oppa's lap?"
"Lap lap! Please." 
"Whose lap?"
"Oppa lap! Lap please?"
"Yes Oppa can hold his little princess, she's not feeling big enough to sit alone right now is she? No, my little princess needs her Oppa's help huh? My precious baby." He held me to his chest to feed me. Suit jacket discarded over a chair back, internal vest unbuttoned and tie strewn away. I pawed my hands in front of me,batting awa the spoon he offered , letting him know I wanted to be fed. He gladly fed me from his plate,kissing my head. "Mmm my princess is entirely too small to take care of herself, luckily, oppa loves taking care of cute princesses.
He frowned deeply when he ate,humming when it was particularly tangy and savoury. A Kings spread ahead of us: stone pot rice,kimchi, a random plate of fries and nuggets and hamburgers, pot of bibimbap. Decanters of passion fruit juice, banana milk ahead of us. Desert spread of chocolate cake, summers fruits-peaches, pears, berries, pineapple, mangos. How much does he eat. He showed me his healthy appetite by demolishing half of the spread. "Good yeah? I uh I added dino nuggs for you I wasn't sure what you eat..eat up though..you look like you haven't been eating right. "He kissed my cheek softly,"oppa will fix that for his tiny baby."
"Ah, princess you have sauce on your cheek. Let Oppa clean that up for you." He kissed you softly on your cheek, sponging away any sticky stuff with his tongue. "All better baby girl."
When the help cleared away the empty platters, Oppa cleared his throat, sipping water while you sucked his fingers. He set down his glass to feed us more chocolate cake, patting my tummy, "I told you, Oppa can take care of his princess." 
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