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bang-bangtan-boys · 5 years

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In The Late Of Night

{Taehyung x M!Reader}

Warnings: nsfw at the end

Request/Summary: hm I’d like one with v where he gets really upset cause he misses you.. ends up calling and you have to go and see him, maybe ends in some lite smut if possible ( @yzngserpent )

I accidentally made it somewhat fluffy near the end oops—

also the both of you are still in school. it’s like a high school au, but in college and BTS still exists. let’s pretend it’s like an after-school band thing and they’ve just been signed by bighit okay? so maybe the both of you are around 20-21… ok? taehyung is older by a year, so imagine whatever you’d like. i just miss skinny baby-boy BTS tbh (TT)

*for once it’s edited lmao*

You sat alone in the cold bedroom, typing away on your computer to finish up your school work that was due tomorrow. Biting your lip, you tried to focus on your paper, but it was hard to do with the constant Snapchat text-sounds that you were recieving. It was 11 o’clock at night, what was Taehyung still doing up?! You had an excuse— you were finishing homework. But Taehyung had practice early tomorrow so he should be getting rest. Sighing, you reluctantly peeled your eyes off the computer screen and readjusted your sight to the screen of your phone. Opening up Snapchat, you saw Taehyung had sent you almost 20 messages, and it didn’t look like he was going to stop anytime soon.

CutieTae♡

Jagiiii

[M/NNNN]

OMG ANSWER ME FFS—

CutieTae♡ sent a snap!

You sighed, finding Taehyung’s clingy-ness rather annoying at this time of hour. You were tired; couldn’t he understand that? Deciding to feed Taehyung some of the attention he so desperately craved, you opened the snap. Almost immediately after opening it, you regretted it.

TaeTae’s[M/N]

Taehyung!!

It’s 11.03, go tf to sleep!

CutieTae♡ sent a snap!

TaeTae’s[M/N]

And stop sending me ass pics

Go to sleep for Christ’s sake

I have a paper due tomorrow, I need to focus on finishing that

CutieTae♡

But I’ve been waiting all day!

I miss you!

I haven’t seen you for a week

[M/N]ie

Pleaseee

TaeTae’s[M/N]

Maybe tomorrow night, Tae

Right now I’m too tired to add 2+2

And don’t you have practice tomorrow?

I don’t wanna make you sore…

CutieTae♡

I don’t care

The other members probably won’t mind either

They might let me off the hook

CutieTae♡ is calling…

You sighed, not really sure if you should pick up or not. On one hand, talking with Taehyung could ease the growing insanity known as college-struggles. On the other, it could lead you to make poor decisions; Taehyung always seemed to get his way no matter what.

“Taehyung-ah, you need to sleep,” you were first to speak up, not even saying ‘hi’.

“Wow, I missed you too,” Taehyung sassed, and you could sense him pouting, “Does [M/N] not love me anymore?”

“No, Taehyung, it’s not anything like that. I’m just—“

“Not even calling me Hyungie or jagiya? Ahh, [M/N] really doesn’t love me anymore!” Taehyung began to use a slight baby voice, trying to be cute and wrap you around his finger.

“Tae, please dont make this any more difficult that it has to be,” you sighed, rubbing the bridge of your nose.

“What do you mean? I just want you to acknowledge me as your boyfriend, not some item you seem to be bored of!” Taehyung said, rather loud. Didn’t he realize he had a sleeping roommate next to him?

“TaeTae, isn’t Hoseok-hyung sleeping next to you? Isn’t the noise you’re making bothering him?”

Taehyung scoffed, sounding genuinely upset, “So what I’m hearing is that my problems are just noise to you? I miss you, [M/N]! It’s been forever since we’ve seen each other in person, and now is a good opportunity for us to meet up.” On the other end of the line, Taehyung had sat up from his position on the bed, beginning to sound annoyed, “And, for the record, no; Hoseok-hyung isnt in the room with me. He, Yoongi, and Namjoon are busy working on some rap lines for our new song. He said he wouldn’t come back so you and I could have some privacy to spend time together, but it seems like I can just call him back over here since you obviously can’t find time for me…”

You hear a slight sniffle on the Taehyung’s end and sighed, disappointed in yourself that you made him cry.

“Taehyungie-” you tried, but he cut you off. “Am I not good enough anymore? Am i boring? It’s because I gained 4 pounds, isn’t it?!”

“No, Hyung, that’s not it—“

“I’m not attractive anymore, huh?!”

“Tae, no, that’s not it either—“

“If you want me to lose weight, I can! If it’s my sounds i make during sex, I can change them!” You sighed through your nose, feeling guilty and agitated at the same time. “Taehyung listen to me, the way you are during sex isn’t bad. I dont care about your weight. Everything about you is fine, I just have this paper to finish up and—“

“It’s okay,” Taehyung said quietly, bitterness laced in his tone of voice, “I’ll call Hoseok-hyung and tell him you aren’t coming...”

Taehyung ended the call suddenly, not even saying goodbye. You knew you had struck a nerve there; Taehyung always wished you a good day or night and made up multiple excuses so you guys could continue your call. He always said goodbye. Sighing, you stared at the phone screen for a while longer, contemplating whether or not you should call him and try to make things better. You glanced at the time; it was almost 12 o’clock. You set your phone face down, turning back to your computer reluctantly.

You spent about 5 minutes typing, but could only type out one sentence before throwing your hands up in defeat. The thought of an unhappy Taehyung kept nagging at you, and eventually you stood up and got dressed to go to BigHit Studios to visit him. You left the small apartment without even brushing your hair, wrapping the jacket you randomly picked out around your body tightly.

You knocked desperately at the door, knowing very well at least Jungkook was up; Jungkook was probably playing games on the computer. Hell, maybe even Namjoon would be up, just for the hell of it.

Instead, Jimin opened the door, having to look up as soon as his eyes made contact with your chest— since that was your guys’ height difference. He smiled at you, “Oh! Hey [M/N]! How have you been?”

“Great, umm… actually, I came to see Taehyung,” you dropped your voice to a whisper, “We got into an argument.”

Jimin opened his mouth, letting out an ‘ahhh’ in understanding, “In that case, he’s in Jin’s room. He seemed rather upset…” He shrugged, figuring it made sense now.

“Thank you,” you gently pushed past him, and Jimin watched your retreating figure for a bit before closing the door and moving to his previous spot on the couch. You made your way to Seokjin’s room, knocking three impatient times before Worldwide Handsome himself answered. The door wasn’t fully opened, as if he had been expecting you, as he stood in the small crack that barely accommodated the span of his shoulders.

“Can I help you?” He asked, somewhat sarcastically.

“Don’t play dumb with me, I know he’s in there.”

Jin sighed, looking inside, as if he needed confirmation, before opening the door fully for you to enter. There was Taehyung, laying on Jins bed as he was curled into a little comfort burrito. You had to suppress a snort at his state— entire body engulfed in a warm blanket with his face squooshed through the small opening.

“Why are you here??”

“Hm? But I thought you wanted me here?”

“I’ll leave,” Jin says, closing the door behind him so you two could have your privacy.

“I did, but not anymore” Taehyung said, “Now I don’t feel like seeing you.”

His voice is softer the second time he speaks, like hearing his own hurtful words made him upset as well. “Hyungie,” you start, “I had a school project to finish, its due tomorrow— well, today…” You check the time; 12.44AM.

“I know, I know,” Taehyung says, “I shouldn’t bother you with it… I know…” He sounds close to crying. You sigh through your nose, “Baby, it’s not like that… you weren’t bothering me…” Taehyung stays silent, not meeting your gaze, “You really weren’t…” you tried to reassure him.

Sighing once again, you move to rest your head on what you assumed was his arm, wrapping your arms around the baby-blue-burrito-hooman you called your boyfriend, “I couldn’t finish my essay; I came here ‘cause I thought I could finish it before class and convince Mr. Han to let me print in-class… I’m yours the whole night,” you tried to give your best forced smile, wanting to look genuine and comforting, but it wasn’t like there was a mirror near you (surprisingly, Jin only had two— a full length and a dresser mirror…).

Taehyung still says nothing and you huff, “Hyungie… I walked all the way over here!” You whined, moving to let Taehyung lay on his back so you could hover over his hips. He pouted, “[M/N], get off…” You shook your head, moving to unwrap Taehyung from Jin’s blanket. You undid it gently so now his body was shown to you— a light grey T-Shirt with cute shorts that went down to his thighs. Mmmh, his thighs…

You shook your thoughts out of your head, moving to sit on top of your precious Hyungie as you smiled up at him, “Now that the boundaries have been disarmed, can we fuck?” Taehyung nearly choked on his breath, “You sent me all those pictures— I saved them all and now I’m horny.”

“[M-M/N], I—“

“No, I’m gonna make it up to you,” you said, moving your hands up the male’s shirt to softly caress his hips, going higher and gently feeling each rib through his skin. Taehyung squirmed a bit, red spreading across his face like jam; the feeling tickled him. Your hands eventually reached his nipples and brushed over them, watching as they perked to life under your fingers. Taehyung let out a soft breath, eyes closing as he bit his lip. You smirked; was he trying to conceal his sounds? Was this his way to get back at you?

Your hands eventually left Taehyung’s chest and moved to his hips again, slowly trailing to his V-line, and eventually— finally— you pushed Taehyungs shorts down enough to expose his grey boxers. You huffed; had he changed out of his lacy lingerie after your little argument? You wondered what that must have been like for him— the intent of impressing you when all you did was ignore him. You cocked a brow at him, ignoring those thoughts since— by the look on his face— it seemed to make him rethink and regret his actions… somewhat, “It’s wet?”

You sounded more like you were stating it, but there was a small raise to your voice to make it qualify as a question. Taehyung moved to cross his legs, only being able to touch his knees together. Your hand hovered above his warm crotch, barely grazing it with the tips of your fingers before you planted them softly on the surface, not pressing down. Taehyung bit his lip again, a soft whine pushing through his teeth as he arched his back.

Taehyung tried bucking up against you, but your other hand was quick to hold him down, pushing his hip against the mattress. Your thumb traced the top of Taehyung’s erection, moving to the waistline of his underwear (where the tip of his length began to poke out) before pulling it down, setting him free.

Your palm made contact with Taehyung’s member, slowly wrapping your hand around it before pumping slowly, gripping tightly. Taehyung let out a small, broken yelp, back arching even more off the bed. Your hand was squeezed so tightly around him, but going so slow. It was pathetic how much he tried to thrust into you, your other hand trying its best to pin his waist and keep him at bay.

Suddenly, Taehyung used as much force as possible to turn you over, moving on top of you so your cocks were pressing against each other. He then rapidly began to rut against your clothed crotch, moaning loudly as tears pooled in his eyes. “H-Hyung—“ you called out, startled by the sudden neediness Taehyung displayed. He moaned out— soft, this time; unlike the previous ones, which were long and dragged.

“I was so needy earlier,” Taehyung admitted, “But you were so busy… I- ahh- I’m sorry I might make you get a bad grade…” Tears fell from his eyes, “I should’ve left you alone like you asked… I’m a bad b-boyfriend…”

You watched as Taehyung cried silently as he ground against you leg, members brushing against each other as if, they too, missed each other’s feeling.

You sat up, kissing Taehyung’s neck while he wrapped his arms around you, hands running through your hair before staying in place, tugging it every so often as he cradled his forehead against your shoulder. “Baby,” you said, trying your best to suppress your moans so you could speak clearly, “You aren’t a bad boyfriend. You just- hnh- needed me really bad… I ignored you; I’m the bad boyfriend.”

“[M/N]~”

“Taehyungie~”

You both moaned out, Taehyung’s cum splattering across your chests while yours made itself apparent by staining your jeans. You panted in time with Taehyung, making eye contact before Taehyung hugged you, burying himself in the crook of your neck. You were stunned for a bit, before wrapping your arms around him and leaning against him to counter his weight against you.

You opened your mouth to speak, opting to ask if Taehyung wanted to move to his room and talk things out, maybe even so you could apologize more, but Jungkook beat you to it.

“Hey, Taehyungah, [M/N]ah,” Jungkook spoke through the closed door before opening it, eyes too focused on the back of a video game cover— reading the summary to himself— while talking to notice your guys’ position, “I just got this new game; feel like playing a three playe-aH OH MY GOD, IM SO SORRY!”

Jungkook slammed the door, and Taehyung tried covering himself with the blanket before Jungkook saw anything. Too late, Jungkook had seen enough. He stood outside the door, still apologizing, “Jimin said you guys were in here talking things out and that a new game would be perfect to try and fix things but I didn’t know you guys were busy—“ he dragged on.

You laughed while Taehyung cried to himself. “Hey, I’m still down for a threesome!”

“[M/N]!”

“I meant the game, Kookie. I have my own joystick right here!” You said, referring to Taehyung, whose pants were now pulled up all the way. Taehyung blushes and hugged a pillow to his chest and face. Jungkook sputtered, trying to find something to say before whining and running off, “Jiiin!! Taehyung and [M/N] are making porn in your room!!”

“Yah!! You kids get out and do it in your room! My sheets better not have any cum in it— or else!!”

“Yes hyung!” You and Taehyung said together.

This ended up being about 7-8 pages on GoogleDocs, depending on whether or not you wanna add the A/N’s and request

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lg-bts-cenarios · 6 years

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BTS Jungkook’s date with his boyfriend interrupted by a fan (mlm imagine)

thank you @kpopchangedmylifesstuff for the request ! I hope this is what you wanted :)

-i added the ‘read more’ option,, but sometimes it doesn’t work, so sorry if you’re trying to scroll past n it’s a lot? :\

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The store is fairly small, filled with overpriced trinkets and a smell that’s oddly comfortable and familiar, but that might just be the candle burning by the cashier register.

The employee is an old woman, she seems about sixty-five, but her smile when she greeted you was bright and youthful. Even so, you’re glad she went to the back for her lunch break, it allows you and Jungkook to have the illusion of privacy while you search around the store for unique items.

Jungkook lets go of your hand, reaching out for the small jewelry display and pulling out a pair of matching bracelets.

Chuckling at the Minnie and Mickey Mouse charms attached to the silver body of the bracelet, he looks up at you, “Should we get couple bracelets- or is that too cheesy?”

“You have similar ones with the members, don’t you?”

He shrugs, “Yeah, but they’re mostly from souvenir shops when we travel-“

He pulls out a pair of ‘gold’ bracelets, the material cheap and already stained, but the design is fairly cute, “Taehyung would have a stroke if he saw me wearing this,”

You snort, imagining the other boy’s distress, “He’d take you to a Gucci store immediately.”

Jungkook scoffs, but nods, knowing Taehyung well enough to agree with you.

He turns around, grabbing a hold of your hands again and whining, “But seriously, hyung- let’s get something cute together.”

You pretend to think, “Let’s look for something other than bracelets, I deserve a special accessory, don’t I?”

“You deserve the world hyung.” His words sound playful, but his smile is sweet and genuine.

You step closer to him, smirking.

He raises an eyebrow, thinking you were just going in for a hug, but gasping when he feels your hands grab at him, the denim of his jeans rough under your hands.

Almost wishing Jin was there to experience your remarkable sense of humor, you whisper into his ear, mockingly seductive “Then I have everything that I deserve right in my hands,” you squeeze, “This is my world.”

Jungkook pushes you away, cheeks red and flustered, but still laughing, “Are you insinuating that I’m your world- or that my ass is?”

“Which one of them is round an insanely big?”

He rolls his eyes, shaking his head in feigned disapproval. Sometimes, it still amazes him how he fell in love with someone so incredibly stupid.

He makes his way around the display stand, spotting another section just for jewelry, “Hmm… how about couple rings?”

You grab the ring closest to you, looking around to make sure the elderly woman is still out of sight.

Then you get down on one knee, dramatically wiping away non-existent tears away from your eyes as you reach out for his hand.

Jungkook flushes, embarrassed even if no one is watching.

“Will you be my lawfully wedded wife- for better, or for worse?”

“Hyung! Don’t joke around about marriage if you’re not planning on making me your husband,” there’s a small pout on his lips as he whines, hands on his hips like a toddler.

You get up from the floor, smiling at him fondly before pecking his lips, “Who says I’m not?”

He mumbles into your lips, and you kiss softly even as he speaks, “Then I hope you ask Taehyung for advice when choosing our engagement ring, because I am not about to say yes to a-“

“Jungkook Oppa!”

Both of you pull apart, quickly, as if an electrical current had passed between you.

“Bangtan Sonyeondan’s maknae Jungkook oppa!”

He cringes at the title, and your skin feels uncomfortably heavy as you groan and slap a hand over your face, tired.

He looks at you apologetically and mouthes something you can’t quite catch, before turning around to approach the fan calling for him.

“Hello! it’s nice to meet you- are you a fan?”

His tone sounds overly enthusiastic, but you think it might not be obvious to someone who doesn’t wake up next to him every morning, someone who’s not familiar with his real voice.

“Of course! I’ve been supporting Bangtan Sonyeondan since you first debuted,” the fan is young, fourteen or fifteen maybe, and you wonder if she’s fantasized about marrying your boyfriend before, “I’ve even been to three of your concerts!”

You step away from Jungkook, surreptitiously, wishing you could disappear into the background.

The fan’s eyes glance over to you, you swallow and pray, please don’t ask about me, please don’t ask about me, please don’t ask about me-

She calls out to you and you can’t help but flinch at the loud volume of her voice, even then, it’s annoyingly sweet and charming.

“Are you one of Jungkook Oppa’s good friends?”

Simultaneously, Jungkook nods and you shake your head.

She tilts her head to the side, suspicious.

“It’s alright, I really won’t tell anyone!”

Jungkook looks back at you for help, scratching the back of his neck and opening his mouth like he means to say something, but the words refuse to come out.

You clear your throat, “Yeah, we’re good friends,” he nods and smiles, it comes off as a small grimace, but his eyes encourage you to continue, “It’s not always safe for him to be honest about his relationships- or friendships, you know...?”

She blinks and seems to think for a minute before sighing and imagining what that must be like, trying to sympathize.

“Ah, I understand,” she bows apologetically, “I’ll get going then, it must already be hard enough to spend time together, I don’t want to intrude...”

Jungkook quickly jumps in, waving her off and insisting it’s fine, “Oh, don’t worry, you’re alright, it’s always great to meet army,” a selfish part of you almost wishes it wasn’t the case, but you know he’s telling the truth, “do you want- I mean, would you like a picture or-“

“Aren’t you not allowed to take pictures with fans just out and about?”

Jungkook shrinks into himself as he remembers, “Ah, that’s right, sorry- how about an autograph?”

The fan nods, pulling out a small notepad and pen out of her purse, she seems like the type to be prepared at all times.

They chat for a few of minutes as you stand there in the back, avoiding listening in on their conversation. Regardless of how many times this happens, it’s always awkward and a bit frustrating.

She’s about to walk out of the store, but just as she gets to the entrance, she glances back at you and waves, a knowing smile on her face.

A bit flustered, you only stare, but Jungkook picks up your right hand and brings it up to the air, moving it left and right, forcing you to wave back at her.

When she’s gone, Jungkook settles himself in your arms, head resting on to your chest.

He mumbles something, his voice too gentle for you to understand what he says, so you ask him to repeat himself.

“She asked me if I was happy.”

You ask him what he said.

He pulls his arms tighter around your waist, “I said I was- because, I am. I’m happy.”

The rings on the counter stare at you, mockingly, and you hum, resting your chin on the crown of his head

“Then she told me she saw us kissing,” you posture becomes tense, mind filling up with a thousand scenarios, all equally dreadful.

You make a move to try and pull away from him, he holds on to you even tighter, and maybe it’s just your imagination, but you can feel him shake, “She promised me that she wouldn’t tell anyone.”

You don’t trust her, she’s going to tell, you’re sure of it.

Despite this, you stay quiet, not wanting to overwhelm him further.

He looks up at you, his eyes are glassy, there’s a sad smile on his lips.

“Then she asked me if... if you made me happy.”

You ask him what he said, again.

He stretches, tilting his head a bit and placing a kiss on your lips, then pulling back to speak, “I told her that you did,” he kisses you again, “I said you made me the happiest I’d ever been.”

He laughs a little, “She told me that then it was alright, because that’s all that matters,” his eyelashes are wet, “She said that- as long as I was happy, then nothing else should matter to me.”

The store clerk comes out, even if you don’t look up, you can feel her eyes looking at the both of you, the warmth her orbs held earlier no longer there.

You kiss Jungkook, slower this time.

“Maybe’s she’s right- nothing else should matter if you’re happy... and aren’t you?”

He laughs softly again, his breath on your lips, voice sincere when he answers, “I really am, hyung,” someone else walks into the store, there’s a small gasp that comes out of them, but neither of you seem to care, “I’m happy.”

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cinnaminyoons · 3 years

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( MORE ALIVE. )

ミ☆ there’s a lot of danger and uncertainty in this big wide world, so you enjoy the loving – and teasing – moments when you can.

⤷ PAIRING poly bangtan x m!reader

⤷ WORD COUNT 2.1k

⤷ TAGS implied dom + top reader, references to sekc times, guns, non-explicit deaths, swearing, general gang au things. also, kind of jk-focussed

⤷ REQUESTED

can i request an ot7 x male reader oneshot? mafia!au fluff. also reader and jk are the same age ‼️ (bangtan is one of the most feared groups but no one knows the behind the scenes that take place or sth like this ,, lol im bad at storylines) (reader is also a dom)

evening sets over the city as a gossamer blanket of debauchery and decadence. the sun dips beneath the horizon in a thin line of yellow-orange, fading to plum as the sky stretches above and behind you. stars glimmer faintly in the west, brighter the darker the sky gets.

despite the quickly-falling darkness, the city rouses. blinking neon signs flicker on above the heads of the crowds, and laughter and chatter fills the cool air with plans of drinking and dancing and flirting.

as compelling as it is to join the masses and perhaps join in a couple games of poker, you have a job to do. you’d never hear the end of it if you ditched jeongguk for a drink or a few black chips.

you sigh as you pull off your sleek black helmet, shaking out your hair as it falls over your eyes. you set the full-face helmet between your bike and your thigh, lazily propping one foot up on the peg.

you aren’t supposed to take off the helmet. its black visor acts as a mask to your identity, and namjoon had stressed that in the high likelihood that something goes wrong, you won’t want your face known at all.

such is the life of one of the city’s most powerful gangs. ah, how difficult.

you fiddle with your phone as you wait semi-patiently, completely aware of the eyes on you, eyeing up your black leather jacket and slick harley-davidson hungrily. you’re proud to say bangtan works and has worked in the shadows for the better part of a decade, a decision that’s brought you the highest income and best shot at longevity, so you know these eager eyes are not on you for any nefarious reason.

your phone pings. you open up the message from jimin.

it’s a photo of him and hoseok, both pouting cutely at the camera. jimin looks far from the dangerous man you know him to be, with his hair dyed rose-blond and his too-big white sweater. hoseok’s still dressed up from his recent business deal, but he’s lost his tie and rolled up his sleeves.

a message pops up beneath the picture.

these lips are missing you :(

you save the photo to your phone before replying. we’ll be back soon, you type. i’ll come home quickly to you.

he’s sweet about it, telling you to be safe if you do hurry home. hoseok steals his phone and sends you a thousand hearts and kisses – and you know it’s hoseok because he’s the only one who dumps an emoji paragraph of love on you all.

you smile. technically, none of you are supposed to be talking to each other during missions unless it’s an emergency, but what seokjin and namjoon don’t know won’t hurt them. in this case, that is.

you’re torn from your thoughts as gunshots ring out within the casino. screaming follows the crowd as they push and shove their way out of the luxurious golden entrance, tripping over each other.

you shove your phone deep in your pocket and pull your helmet on, fixing it on tight. you kick up the side stand and simultaneously turn the bike on. it purrs as the lights flare a bright warm yellow, the engine a constant, comforting rumble beneath the terrified screams of the casino-goers.

they rush out of the entrance like surging water straining through floodgates. they cry out as chunks of plaster and metal rain down on them from stray bullets pinging off walls and ceilings.

you shake your head and ready your hands. oh, jeongguk...

“drive!” jeongguk races out the front, dressed in a black suit and holding someone else’s gun, with someone else’s hefty bag of cash over his shoulder. he grabs the helmet behind you and barely makes it onto the motorcycle before you shoot off into the slow-moving traffic.

he ducks as a bullet shatters a car’s window. the man behind it shouts in fear. you glance behind you as jeongguk’s arms snake firmly around your waist, chest pressed against your back.

a few cars behind, a group of men carrying handguns stagger out of a black suv, which rides the line between two lanes. it’s parked on an angle – they tried to squeeze between the other cars, but the gap is too narrow for them to fit.

they chase after you on foot, raising their guns and firing without care of hitting anyone else. one has an smg and he fires it in a wild, manic barrage over the tops of cars.

you swerve skilfully between cars, ignoring the long, piercing honking, and run a red light through the intersection. a sedan jerks to avoid you, and a blue mercedes nearly smashes into it. its tires burn black streaks into the asphalt.

the weight against your back shifts as jeongguk raises his stolen weapon. he fires it backwards into the falling night to meet the scattered gunshots aimed your way. a man shouts out as his friends crumple to the ground, one after the other after the other like dominoes.

jeongguk laughs wildly against your back and grips you tight as you turn a hard left, your knee almost brushing the ground. a final bullet whizzes by your ear, bursting through a speed limit sign.

he whoops as you race an orange flame-painted mustang, swiftly pulling ahead and cutting it close with a red light. in an effort to come neck-and-neck with you, the mustang ignores the flashing change of the traffic light – the tinkling of shattered glass juxtaposes the harsh, scraping slam of metal on metal. it fades into the distance as you pull farther and farther away.

his chin comes to rest on your shoulder and his hands secure themselves across your stomach over the smooth, cool leather. the night is going to be icy. the wind already whips at his exposed skin.

his head shifts, helmet bumping yours playfully, and his laughter resonates recognisably through his chest. if you close your eyes, you can imagine yourself in some tender, loving, coming-of-age movie, the type that jeongguk invariably bawls over.

you can’t help the grin spreading across your face. the adrenaline burst was short but it’s still faintly there, a lingering thrumming and tingling from your racing heart to the tips of your cold fingers. the raw life of it – it’s a feeling you’re hooked on. there’s nothing quite like it.

on the flip side, seokjin’s going to be livid. you can only hope that namjoon will have the foresight to calm him preemptively with a cup of tea.

—

“i can’t believe you’d be so stupid!”

jeongguk stands in the corner like a kicked puppy, head hanging low as he picks at his sleeve. seokjin’s yelling had brought everyone down to watch and sympathise – or laugh.

seokjin sets his cup of tea down harder than necessary on the dining table. it doesn’t do anything to quell his anger, which is more of a high-octane mixture of worry and concern. he’s sitting with one leg crossed over the other, the epitome of grace and elegance, but his eyes burn like embers.

“you complete fool, how could you purposely start a fight like that? not telling the rest of us? not thinking about how you might’ve hurt innocents – and yn?”

at the mention of your name, you look up from your spot leaning against the kitchen counter, where you’d been playing with the hem of jimin’s sweater. it’s yoongi’s, you can tell that much by the star drawn in permanent marker on the label, but the size of it indicates it was originally namjoon’s. he’ll never get it back.

jimin takes the chance to nestle himself under your chin, sneakily sliding his hands into the back pockets of your jeans. you cup the back of his head – his hair is shockingly soft – and bring him forward to press your lips to his.

jeongguk mutters something in defence. obviously, it’s not a very strong defence, or he would’ve said it louder.

“what was that?” seokjin’s voice is sharp.

he raises his eyes bravely. “hyung, i trust yn to get us out of anything.”

oh. well, if that’s his defence, he should’ve said it way louder. you’re an incredible driver, in your humble opinion. you prefer the manoeuvrability of your motorcycle, but you’re not half-bad in a car, either.

“you didn’t even tell him what you were planning,” says yoongi with a raised eyebrow. “for all you knew, he could’ve fucked off to get a pepsi and you’d be alone and down one boyfriend.”

“i didn’t,” you say with a raised hand. jeongguk gives you an appreciative glance – at least someone’s on his side. “granted, i probably would’ve in the next two minutes. hate to say it, but i think i’m on their side for this, gguk.”

his smile drops and he groans. “you’re supposed to argue for me, not against me!”

you can only offer an apologetic smile and shrug.

it’s a sort of assumed deal to always have each other’s backs. jeongguk and you are so close in age the difference is basically negligible, and as such, you feel closer to one another than the others. that’s not to say you don’t love the others the same – sometimes your heart might burst with love for them – but it does mean an extra spark exists between you two. it’s the same with taehyung and jimin.

speaking of taehyung, he shuffles closer and gestures a little bit past you, holding your hand with both of his. you glance back and grab an empty glass, using one hand to turn on the kitchen tap and fill the glass. you pass it over to him and he beams drowsily in thanks.

namjoon stands and brushes off his perfectly-pressed charcoal trousers of non-existent dust. he smiles gently at seokjin and places a warm hand on his shoulder. “let him be, hyung. it’s late. we should be getting ready for the night – i don’t know about you, but my back aches.”

“welcome to the club,” yoongi comments drily.

hoseok passes namjoon and smacks the round curve beneath his neat waist. namjoon jerks forward in shock and grunts. hoseok grins as he pulls a dark suit jacket off the back of a chair. “maybe you should’ve asked yn to go gentle on you last night.”

yoongi and jeongguk snicker as namjoon shoots hoseok a warning glare. you hide your smirk in jimin’s hair.

jimin gazes up at you with a pout. he whines, “and you didn’t invite me?”

“sorry, strawberry,” you coo, stroking his soft cheek. “i’ll make it up to you tonight, hyung. how does that sound?”

“you better,” he mumbles sulkily, burying his face in your chest.

jeongguk’s still trying to argue his case against seokjin, but it’s obvious he’s only half paying attention. his eyes keep drifting over to you. it’s cute.

seokjin stands. naturally, he hooks his thumb through a belt loop on namjoon’s opposite side and pulls him in. it makes him look away with red-tinted cheeks. he’s still so unused to being taken care of despite all the years the eight of you share.

with his innate talent for charm and his silver tongue, he often takes the lead during the most important meetings with people who need to know that bangtan means business. at such times he’s a distracting mix of stone-cold glares and friendly outstretched hands. at home, though, the rest of you have made it your job to make sure that he can relax.

“fine,” seokjin sighs, “you’re lucky we love you – i’ll let you off easy this time. you should count yourself lucky that you’ve made enemies with relatively unimportant people. you’re not allowed to do anything alone for the next two weeks.” to calm himself down, he gives namjoon a long kiss.

“alright,” says yoongi, waving his hands as hoseok laughs, “let’s pack it up. we’re missing out on valuable movie night time, no thanks to jeongguk.”

jeongguk sticks his tongue out. yoongi rolls his eyes. when seokjin’s not looking, he does it back.

everyone trickles out of the kitchen, debating what movie to watch. raising a hand, hoseok suggests megamind. they immediately agree.

smiling cheekily on his way out, hoseok gives you a tender kiss. i missed you, it says. his lips are soft, a little cold, and taste like white chocolate – the fancy kind that comes in a box with a ribbon bow.

then, it’s just you and jeongguk. he’s moved, having taking seokjin’s seat. his arms are crossed and he stares moodily into the air.

you step behind him, placing your arms around his shoulders and leaning down. stubbornly, his eyes remain fixed straight ahead.

“hey.”

he doesn’t respond. his lower lip is pushed out a little. the corners of your lips twitch upwards.

“hey. are you mad at me?”

you raise a hand to brush your thumb against his smooth cheek and down his jawline. with a broadening grin, you gently grip his chin and tilt his head back so that he’s forced to look at you.

half of your hand remains on his jaw as you shift your arm to rest on the back of his chair. your palm rests over his throat.

his eyes are unimpressed but his throat bobs harshly against your fingers. grinning like an idiot, you tell him, “you’re so pretty, y’know that, gguk?”

his cheeks flame. “shut up.”

“you shut up.”

“fuck off.”

“ouch.” you flick him between the eyes and straighten up. he rubs his forehead, grumbling. “language, gguk.”

“you’re telling me.” he glares half-heartedly, holding his inky black hair out of his eyes with a fist in his hair. there’s a small spatter of dried blood flecking his temple and you frown, reaching out to rub it off with your thumb.

it comes off easily. it’s not his. you knock his head to the side and he bats your arm away. “ow. stop fussing, yn, i’m not hurt.”

“you could’ve been! or me. i would’ve killed you if either of us got shot – i like this jacket.”

“you’d hurt an injured man?” he shoots back.

you think hard about this. “if it was because he did something stupid, yes.”

“oh, i’ll do something stupid.” jeongguk pouts, rising to his feet and trapping you against the edge of the table. his chair scrapes loudly against the floor and you grin as he grabs your collar to pull you down to his height.

his lips brush yours. it’s slow, teasing, and he presses his chest against yours to lean into a second, deeper kiss. your hands come to rest comfortably on his hips and let him have this. it’s amusing, really. he’s never been an especially patient person. it shows now.

he grasps the soft hairs at the base of your neck and yanks you down into him. desire drives you into him and he gasps as you spin him around, pinning both of his arms behind his back. your grin turns dark and lazy as you kiss him, and you can’t believe such rough words come out of such a soft mouth.

shifting his wrists to grip them in one hand, you feel the supple tendons on the vulnerable inner sides of his wrists flex and tense beneath your fingertips. your lips lower to the junction where his jaw meets his pierced ear. he doesn’t have anything in at the moment – his favourite ones on long chains are too easy to grab in a fight.

a soft noise escapes him, a half-choked sigh of want, as you give his unruly locks a tug backwards to expose his throat.

“stop playing,” he whispers. his breath stutters in his chest as you nip at his skin, hard enough to leave a bruise.

you hum. ever so impatient, he is.

suddenly, you pull away. it takes a moment for him to realise, and he drops his arms and pushes off the table. “h-hey, where are you going?”

you toss an innocent grin over your shoulder, eyes twinkling with mischief. “sorry, gguk. i promised to give some loving to jimin-hyung tonight. anyway...” you halt near the door. “didn’t you say to stop playing?”

jeongguk goes red. he’s not sure if it’s due to anger or embarrassment. “oh my god, you dick!”

your laughter follows you out of the kitchen towards the living room, where you’ll join the constant cheery chatter on the couches. maybe you’ll build a pillow fort with hoseok and taehyung or share a bowl of hot noodles with yoongi and namjoon. you make the smiles brighten on their faces, and jeongguk wouldn’t have it any other way.

but damn, are you insufferable.

jeongguk looks down. he sighs. he’s going to need a pillow.

#bts x male reader #kim seokjin x male reader #min yoongi x male reader #jung hoseok x male reader #kim namjoon x male reader #park jimin x male reader #kim taehyung x male reader #jeon jungkook x male reader #bts x reader #bts mlm #bts imagines #bts fanfiction #male reader #m!reader #kpop x male reader

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pickletickle10001 · 3 years

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Taehyung X Male reader:

Angst: Taehyung cheated on you while you guys took a break( just felt like being dramatic tbh🤪)

You and Taehyung sat in the sitting room. Taehyungs eyes looked down at his pale fingers as they fiddled with each other in anticipation, waiting for what you were going to say. After gathering your thought and pushing back your anger you finally looked at him with a cold stare, “I… I just want to know why” you said as your voice threatened to quiver. Taehyung looked at you with an almost confused look, he opened his mouth to say something but suddenly closed it again, “what?…you can’t explain yourself huh?” Anger flashed across your eyes as you gripped the armchair you were sitting on harshly “last time I checked THIS is when your supposed to come up with an answer because right now I could kick you out with out needing one!” Your chest heaved at the thought of him just sitting there blankly while you suffered from heart break right in-front of him. “I-I don’t know. I was just stressed and wanted to do something about it” he looked at you pleadingly as he testified his truth. You scoffed. “Taehying. You know that you have friends right? You literally have a WHOLE support system ! And what do I have? A mother that won’t talk to me because I’m gay! A sister that uses me for her drug addiction but look at me I haven’t slept with anyone, do you know why because when I’m stressed I talk to the people around me, not call an old “friend” and hook up with them!” Taehyung bit his lip quietly as he thought of what to say. “Look y/n I didn’t mean to I honestly wasn’t thinking straight I just saw their number and called them without thinking” he desperately tried to plead as tears left his dark eyes, his cheeks began to turn red as the tears kept over flowing. “Taehyung do you know why we took a break?” He nodded his head slowly, “because you needed to focus on school and I wanted to work on more songs with Yoongi”. You rubbed the bridge of your nose with your fingers as you tried to stay calm, “exactly, so….please enlighten me on where slipping your dick into another chick pussy helps with your music because Last time I checked that won’t make you an album”, Taehyung didn’t speak letting the tears leave his now swollen eyes. “Do you know what…….I don’t want to know, and clearly this isn’t going to help either so I want you to go stay somewhere else tonight…..I need to think”, “ baby please I-” you looked at him with cold eyes. Taehyung closed his mouth and walked towards the front door, grabbing his jacket and car keys as he looked back at you clearly regretting everything that happened that night. And with that the front door slammed shut leaving you alone with your thoughts. The tears you tried so hard to push back finally left your eyes as you quietly sobbed.

#bts taehyung #imagines #oneshots #reader insert #male reader #bts #drabbles #angst #MLM #Bottomreader #ARMY

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malereadersstuff · 4 years

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🔻MY PERSONAL LIST OF GN/MALE READER KPOP WRITERS🔻

🔻 I've been following most of them for a long time and everyone needs to know these amazing people 🔻

🔻I won't go too deep, just mentioning the groups they write for and if they accept suggestive stuff🔻

❗ DON'T FORGET TO CHECK THEIR RULES BEFORE REQUESTING ANYTHING ❗

I'll smack u in ur face if u won't

@koko-bopp ° ATEEZ, BTS, DAY6, EXO, GOT7, NCT, Stray Kids, THE BOYZ, TXT, VIXX and ect. • accepts NSFW °

@puppywritings ° BTS, NCT, Stray Kids, Pentagon • rarely accepts NSFW, male!reader only °

@boyfrvmthemoon ° ATEEZ, A.C.E, ASTRO, iKON, INFINITE, NCT, NewKidd, ONEUS, Stray Kids, SEVENTEEN, VICTON, Wonho, Bully da Ba$tard and ect. • accepts NSFW for TOP!READERS °

@monscastle (old @atinylandtostay) ° ATEEZ, Stray Kids, TXT, ITZY, (G)I-DLE , Golden Child, THE BOYZ, SEVENTEEN, MCND and ect. • does NOT accept smut °

@xvvder ° BTS, NCT, Stray Kids, MONSTA X, TXT, ATEEZ, VICTON • accepts NSFW °

@kachuwritings ° currently writing for Stray Kids and ATEEZ • accepts NSFW °

@chocolvte ° NCT, Stray Kids, SEVENTEEN, BTS, TXT, EVERGLOW, ITZY, (G)I-DLE, Red Velvet, THE BOYZ • does NOT accept smut °

@lostboi-lostgalaxyi101 ° BTS, NCT, ATEEZ, Stray Kids, MONSTA X, SEVENTEEN, EVERGLOW, BLACKPINK, DAY6, SuperM, SF9, TXT, Pentagon • accepts suggestive/semi smut °

@male-readers-like-kpop-idols-too ° BTS(currently not writing for), SEVENTEEN, GOT7, Stray Kids, MONSTA X • does NOT accept smut °

@vanillaknj ° BTS, GOT7, ATEEZ, Stray Kids • accepts NSFW, but ONLY for dom!readers °

@kpopxlgbt ° 2PM, AOMG, Jay Park, ChaCha, Hoody, Loco, Grey, Simon D, Monster Woo, Dabin, Christian Yu, f(x), SHINee, VIXX, GOT7, Eric Nam, FT Island, SEVENTEEN, CN Blue, MONSTA X, Wonho, Dean • accepts NSFW °

@kinq-tan ° BTS, GOT7, EXO, MONSTA X, Stray Kids, SEVENTEEN • NOT writing for dominant/top readers °

@veenussposts ° ATEEZ, Stray Kids, Pentagon, NCT, VICTON, AB6IX, THE BOYZ, SF9, SEVENTEEN, ONEUS, CIX, TXT, VAV • accepts suggestive requests °

@everythingkpop2x ° BTS, NCT, GOT7, MONSTA X, ASTRO, TWICE, Stray Kids, Red Velvet, ITZY, B.A.P • accepts NSFW °

@yourfellowkpopfiend ° ASTRO, ATEEZ, BTS, EXO, ITZY, MONSTA X, NCT, ONEWE, Stray Kids, SuperM and ect. • does NOT accept smut °

@99liners ° BTS, NCT, EXO, GOT7, SEVENTEEN, BIGBANG, iKON, TWICE, ATEEZ, TVXQ!, BTOB • does NOT accept smut for mxm °

@malereaderoneshots ° Stray Kids, NCT, DAY6, MONSTA X and ect. (ask before requesting) • prefers NOT to write smut °

@nctzendreamz ° NCT BTS, MONSTA X • not sure if they accept NSFW °

🔻feel free to correct me if I wrote something wrong or suggest other writers you know so I could add them here🔻

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hobisenby · 4 years

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a request for male reader and jungkook. reader is 8th member of bangtan boys, and hes younger that jungkook, so he tends to go to him for everything (this is romantic btw) they are filming a run bts! episode (preferrably ep. 18) and maybe jin said something in the heat of competition and reader went to snitch to jungkook, they were scolded by jin and jungkook instantly gets up lol i think it would be so cute

Snitch

Y/N has always been a competitive guy, maybe that's why he and Jungkook attracted each other. During games he yells, make playful comments and is very close to swearing at his losses. Jungkook is more of a focused competitor, but competitive none the less. Jungkook and the boy are similar and opposite in all the right ways. Both the youngest of the group, but y/n just a bit younger than Jungkook. Both of them seem to he very skilled, like playing games and teasing the oldest.

Which is exactly what led to this moment.

"He said what?" Jungkook jumps up from his seat, eyes already focused on the door, wanting nothing more than to find his hyung.

It happened during the filming op run bts, episode 17 and 18 to be specific. The famous arcade episodes. After playing the dancing and basketball games they moved on to the racing game. And y/n being the competitive guy he is wanted nothing more than to beat his hyungs. He won from Yoongi, which was a relatively calm race considering how verbal y/n usually gets. And then he had to go against Jin, which was actually really close and full of surprises. Just as it seemed Jin was having a lead y/n got ahead of him, but Jin switched those positions back very quickly. This happened quite a few times before y/n did end up winning with just a second.

As the boys were cheering and talking y/n heard Jin mutter something under his breath, a small smile apparent on his face though. So, nothing serious.

"It's fine Jungkook, he just lost the game and was probably still heated from the race. It's nothing bad." Y/N explains, hoping to keep his boyfriend from scolding the eldest, knowing fully well how protective Jungkook is over him.

He has been since forever, always the person y/n goes to for guidance and advice. And to Jungkook it's always been cute, and it led him to falling for the younger boy.

"But he shouldn't have said that! I mean, he can't say that to my boyfriend." He speaks loudly, his eyes getting a bit wider as his gaze fixes on y/n. It's clear his mind is set. "I should give him a piece of mind." And after a bit of thinking y/n agrees, realizing having Jungkook scold Jin might even be a funny sight. When the elder hears the okay he grabs y/n hand and drags him with him to where Jin is.

"Hyung, I think you should say sorry to y/n." Jungkook says, standing right in front of Jin, raising an eyebrow at the male on the couch. This causes Jin to look up at him and then cast his gaze towards the other boy, a frown on his face. "Did I do something?" Y/N's first reaction is to reassure the oldest and tell him its fine, but decides against it. He wants to see him this plays out. "You don't even remember being rude to him?" Jungkook's voice is laced in disbelief. Y/N feels the urge to laugh, loving how serious Jungkook makes it seem and that Jin seems to belief it as well. After a few seconds of Jin trying to realize what he did wrong Jungkook speaks up again. "Earlier, at the arcade. You said some mean stuff to y/n. He won and you were being a sore loser, now apologize." Jungkooks tone gets a big more aggressive and y/n wonders if he is actually taking this as serious as he makes it seem. Jin's mouth makes an o-shape and looks back at y/n with unsure eyes. "I didn't realize it was that bad. It was in the heat of the moment, excuse me. I'm sorry." His apologize comes out sincere and he slightly bows his head. Y/N chuckles at that and shakes his head, "it's fine, hyung."

"Was I too harsh on him?" Jungkook asks the boy later that night. They're laying in bed, Jungkook on his back as y/n cuddles into him, head laying on his shoulder. Y/N hums lowly, planting a kiss on his boyfriends cheek. "Considering we were all playing games... maybe. But it was cute." Jungkook chuckles at that, circling his fingers on y/n's back. "I love you." This causes y/n's arms and legs to wrap around his boyfriend tighter, a warm and lazy smile taking over his features. "I love you too."

#kpop mlm #kpop male reader #male reader #jungkook x male reader #bts male reader #bts x male reader #bts imagine #bts scenario #jungkook imagine

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puppywritings · 4 years

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waking up alone

pairing: min yoongi x male reader word count: 706 prompt: “i’m sick of waking up without you” (x) masterlist

As the sun rose in the sky, your sleep was roused. You groaned, stretching across the bed as you came to. With a frown, you let your fingertips scour the sheets, finding them woefully empty. You frowned, opening your eyes and squinting against the sunshine. You had woken up without Yoongi. Again.

You pouted. The weight of his absence was heavy upon you. You longed for the days when the two of you would wake up together, make breakfast and eat it side by side. Those days felt like eons ago. Recently, Yoongi either fell asleep in his studio after a full night of producing songs, or arrived home long after you awoke, only to pass out in bed immediately. You missed your boyfriend; though you lived together, it felt like you were living alone.

After trudging into the living room to check that he wasn't asleep in there, you fell onto the sofa with a frustrated huff. You just wanted to spend your mornings with your boyfriend - you really didn't think that was too much to ask for. You grabbed your phone and dialled his number.

“Hello?” Yoongi picked up on the last ring, speaking in a tired mumble.

“Where are you?” Even to your own ears, your voice sounded small, and lost.

“Y/N,” Yoongi yawned. “What time is it?”

You pulled your phone away from your ear, checking the time. “Half past nine.”

“Jeez,” Yoongi remarked. “I didn’t realise how late it was.”

“You haven’t slept yet?” you asked.

"No," he confirmed your thoughts. "I got caught up working on this song."

"As always," you complained. You didn't mean to give your voice a slight harsh edge, but it slipped through.

Yoongi was quiet for a moment. "Y/N, are you okay?"

You sighed, debating how to answer him. You didn't want to seem like you were nagging him, but you didn't want to lie. "Honestly, Yoongi, I'm not. I'm sick of waking up without you. I don't want to be alone every day."

He was quiet for a few moments, and you waited with bated breaths.

"I'm sorry," he finally spoke. "I didn't realise I was hurting you like this."

"It's okay."

"No, Y/N," he stopped you. "I can hear it in your voice. You're really hurt."

You chewed on your lip. "I just miss you, that's all."

"I'm coming home."

"Really?" you asked, your sullen mood alleviating a little right away.

"I'll see you soon. I love you."

Yoongi hung up before you could return his words, but you weren't dejected. You got up immediately, and waited for him restlessly. You stretched your muscles that were stiff from sleeping, brushed your teeth and washed your face, and made a pot of tea. Your first instinct was to make some coffee, but you figured that wouldn’t be such a good idea; Yoongi would definitely need some sleep once he got home. A nice pot of warm fruit tea felt much more fitting.

Just as the tea came to a boil, you heard the door open gently, and Yoongi called out, “I’m home.”

“In here!” you called back from the kitchen.

You frowned when you saw him. Beautiful though he was, there were dark circles under his eyes and his hair was mussed, as though he'd been tugging it in frustration.

"Come here," you opened your arms, inviting him into a hug. He collapsed against you, resting his head in the crook between your neck and shoulder. You stroked his hair, which was as soft as ever, and held him close.

"I made some tea," you pointed out. "You should try and get some sleep after you drink it."

He hummed in agreement, before pulling back. "I'm really sorry I haven't been around much, Y/N. That's gonna change, I promise."

"Thank you, Yoongs," you told him with a small smile.

He leaned in to kiss you, and you smiled against his lips. "I love you too, by the way. Stop hanging up before I can say it back."

Yoongi gave you a cheeky smile and took his cup of tea from the counter. You rolled your eyes, but you were really glad to have him back. You really hoped things were going to change.

#yoongi #suga #bts #yoongi x male reader #bts x male reader #bts imagines #bts scenarios #yoongi imagines #yoongi scenarios #kpop #kpop imagines #kpop x male reader #male reader #kpop scenarios #kpop lgbt #kpop mlm

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labrujitadelamor · 3 years

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Imagine #3:

You shut your eyes as they got closer. Before their lips clashed with yours, their arms curled around your waist, dragging you closer to them. They licked you upper lip and nipped your lower lip. They continued to gently kiss you, but the hand that had been on your back was now wandering your body. They intensified their kiss.

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hellishvu · 4 years

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Give Me Your Attention

summary; when namjoon is shy being in a relationship with you but all he wants is cuddles and your warm hugs.

a/n: god this remembers me of such an anime thing, like namjoon best boy ever. i wish namjoon could have an infinite amount of cuddles!!

“Honey don’t go.” Namjoon rolls over to your side of the bed while you chuckle at him. Giving him a small kiss making him blush. You got up from the bed putting on a quick tshirt.

“Wait.” Namjoon reaches out to you while you tilt your head, wondering what he wanted. “What do you need love?” Responding to him Namjoon felt himself get caught up, not able to form a sentence suddenly.

“I-I.” Namjoon stutters, feeling embarrassed.

“I know you have practice. Don’t worry love I’ll make you breakfast.” You wrapped him in blanket while you stretched opening the door. Leaving him alone without his cuddles, the cuddles he swore he needed to survive.

You searched the kitchen for a quick breakfast item, seeing from the corner of your eye Namjoon wrapped up in a blanket. Leaning on your back, humming a small song. “Come back to bed.” Namjoon whispers while you turn your body.

“The time baby, we need to get ready.” You place a soft kiss on his lips to apologize for not giving him what he wanted. Namjoon sighs from another unsuccessful attempt at cuddles.

“Seokjin I’m never getting cuddles and this is actually on the brink of homophobia.” Namjoon stretches for the upcoming dance practice while Seokjin laughs at him. “You become so shy around him it’s so funny.” Seokjin replies gossiping between the two.

“He’s my first boyfriend okay! It’s normal.” Namjoon grumbles on the ground while he stretches his left leg.

“Do you two hug? Kiss even?” Seokjin pokes fun at Namjoon while he’s in a middle of a crisis.

“Yes! Of course we do, but hugs are different. Like they last for a couple seconds but cuddles are minutes long. What if he’s like “wow your breath is fishy get away.” Namjoon whines out seeing the door open the rest of the members joining them.

“He better love you and your fishy breath.” Seokjin gives a slight death glare at Namjoon just from a mention of you not treating him right gets his blood boiling.

“I’m sure he does, our first kiss was after me eating garlic fries.” Namjoon cringes at himself for not bringing gum that day. “Just do it, it should come naturally Joon. You got it.” Seokjin gives him actual words of encouragement while he helped him get up.

Namjoon walks in the door seeing the house silent and empty. Walking through the halls to find you sleeping in the bed, taking an evening nap. Namjoon drops his backpack, setting himself next to you.

The soft blanket wrapped around him as he turns his head to you, seeing your chest rise and fall slowly. Namjoon smiles and places his hand on top of yours. You turn towards him giving a perfect position for him to rest in your arms as a little spoon.

Namjoon places himself between your arms allowing you to wrap your hands around him. You woke up with blurry vision but still knowing the same scent of Namjoon.

“Welcome home Namjoon.” You groaned out as he jumped away from your arms. Apologizing for waking you up.

“It’s okay love, it was time I wake up anyway. Thank you.” You kiss him again, embracing him while Namjoon pouts once again.

“What’s wrong love?” Caressing his left cheek Namjoon blushes once again. Looks down at the bed while you lift his head.

“I want a k-kiss.” Namjoon makes up another cover up, while you grin at him and place your lips on his. Namjoon tilts his head in the kiss while holding onto your biceps.

“Is that all you want?” You tilt your head. Namjoon responds by nodding laying back down. Covering his head by the blanket. Kicking his legs while he can’t get the courage to ask.

“You can tell me.” You sat back down. Wanting Namjoon to talk to you. He shifts in the bed while you wait patiencly. “Is it something you want to do in bed?” You ask while Namjoon looks up shaking his hands. “No! No! Uh..” He’s going to explode if he doesn’t share it. Namjoon knows you’re caring and sweet, you’ll accept the want of cuddles.

“I want cuddles.” Namjoon says quietly while you hold his hand. “You want cuddles?” You ask while Namjoon nods rapidly. Suddenly you smiled while you gripped his waist pushing him down to lay down.

“You could’ve just asked me honey! Has my favorite baby been cuddle deprived?” You shove your head in the crook of his neck while Namjoon giggles. You left kisses. Namjoon could feel his heart burst.

Namjoon’s smile is so massive, he feels like a butterfly. He is floating. You feel his back on your chest. “So what do you want?” You ask before turning his head to see him pouting.

“Cuddles please..” Namjoon turns his body to face you burying his head in your chest while you laugh accepting his love in your arms.

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akkawi · 3 years

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Love wins 😌

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btsoff · 4 years

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bts reaction to taking a day off to spend it with their idol!bf

request : bts reaction to taking the day off so they can spend time with their idol bf?

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JUNGKOOK :

you and your members were working on a new music video while jungkook was away on tour, he knew that it’s been a while since the two of you spent time together and y’all barely even texted each other and as much as it hurts jungkook understands that you’re busy, so him being a sneaky motherfucker he decided to surprise you after you’re done filming the music video (thanks to your bandmates for helping).

you thanked your crew for helping and for their hard work then went to grab some water not expecting to see jungkook standing next to your stuff, your eyes went wide as you stared at him in surprise, he gave you one of his bunny smiles and held his arms wide open for you to embrace him.

“i’m not letting you go anytime soon”

JIMIN :

whenever you’re away jimin facetimes you 24/7, asking if you ate or if you’re taking good care of yourself, he knows you’re a grownup but he still understands the kind of pressure you’re going through and that sometimes you might get too busy to take proper care of yourself.

today was the day you come back from tour and you were so excited to see your boyfriend again! the thing is jimin didn’t call you nor message you today, you brushed it off thinking that maybe he had something to do, you finally arrived at your dorms and quickly opened the door (which was already unlocked), you found jimin standing in front of the door with a bouquet filled with your favorite kind of flowers and a big grin on his face.

“welcome home jagi, i missed you!”

TAEHYUNG :

you spent most of your times practicing and taehyung started worrying about you overworking yourself, when he finishes his own practice earlier he would swing by and wait until you’re done, sometimes he brings you snacks.

usually he nags you until you finally give in and go with him to your dorm but today he took a day off to make sure that you’re taking good care of yourself, after your practice was over he would walk you to your dorm then asks you what do you want to eat so he can order it (and he’s not taking no for an answer), after you decide he would make you choose a movie to watch together while both of you cuddle on the couch.

“get used to me pampering you ‘cause i like it”

HOSEOK :

you and hoseok have been spending less and less time together and it sure affected both of you, also it didn't help that when you were free hoseok was busy and the opposite, even though y'all talk through the phone but it still wasn't the same as meeting him and talking to him face to face.

hoseok didn't plan on taking a day off but when he called you the other day he noticed the change in your tone, he asked you what's wrong you told him that you missed him and that made him make up his mind and take a day off, he surprised you by telling you to open your door and when there he was with a bag filled with your favorite snacks and other things.

"i missed you too angel"

YOONGI:

you were busy working on your new album and often spent half your time in the studio, yoongi understood the responsibility you had to deal with but he missed seeing your face and holding you in his arms so he decided to surprise you and lift up your spirit a little.

yoongi sent you a message asking where you were at the moment and you sent a message saying you were at the studio and asked him why he wanted to know but he left you on read because you will find out why soon, you felt worried so you called him but he declined and then sent you a message telling you to check your studio door, when you saw him standing at the door you immediately pulled him in and engulfed him in a tight hug.

"did you miss me that much?"

SEOKJIN:

you being a solo artist you had your own apartment instead of having to live in a dorm, when you first moved into the apartment you gave jin a spare key in case he needed it and ever since he would drop by to check on you from time to time until his schedule got pretty full and his visits got less.

you and jin we're talking on the phone and he asked you if you ate dinner, you told him that you didn't feel hungry and he scolded you for not taking good care of yourself then after talking for sometime he told you that he got to go because it was getting kinda late while in fact he was in front of your house with some groceries in hand, when he walked into your room he saw you sound asleep, so he decided to cook your favorite then wake you up to eat together.

"dinner's ready my prince"

NAMJOON:

you and namjoon both had busy schedules but no matter how busy you both are at the end of the day you always facetime and talk about how your day went and then fall asleep to each other's voices.

when you facetimed namjoon today his surroundings were different than the usual and he seemed to be in a car so you asked him where he was going and he told you he's about to pick up some snacks, he made a stop at a supermarket and quickly bought some things before making his way back to the car and showed you the supermarket bag, you asked him why did he buy so many snacks so he smiled and told you to open your door.

"today is gonna be only about us"

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koko-bopp · 5 years

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Power Couple

inspired by @megatrashboyjax's headcon; BTS react to their boyfriend being a popular Korean fashion icon

kim taehyung x male!model!reader

word count – 0.7K

genre – fluff | celebrity!au

warnings – lots of kisses, like, cheesily in love

synopsis – Kim Taehyung and [Y/N][L/N] are Korea's most famous fashion icons. The power couple that everyone wanted, and the most smitten for each other.

"What have we got on today?"

You were going through the magazine that was left of the table and Taehyung had come behind you to place a small kiss on the side of your neck, walking past with a coffee at hand and wearing a replica of the white robe you had on as well.

You hummed at Taehyung's question, closing the magazine, only to be met with both you and your boyfriend at the front cover of it, looking expensive and flawless as ever; "Armani at twelve and Gucci at six. A bit of a long day, but nothing we can't handle."

"Well, it's about nine," Taehyung said, looking at the clock that sat on the wall, before looking down at the magazine with you, his chin on your shoulder, "We have the morning to ourselves."

You smiled, turning around to Taehyung, you back to the kitchen island, placing your arms so they rested on his shoulders, "We do. Wanna go out for breakfast?"

Taehyung didn't reply, he just kept a loving smile on his expression, gently tracing the small lines of your face with soft eyes.

He did this so often, looking at you like he's the luckiest man alive.

Nothing could ever reach your level of beauty in his world, ever, no diamond or gem compared to how perfect you are to him; both external and internal aspects; nothing could beat them.

He pecked your lips, it was gentle, but held such a loving feeling, "I don't know. I'm pretty sure I could just look at you like this all day," he admitted, "I'm not all that hungry."

You giggled, leaning forward to kiss him too, "Luv, we're doing couple shoots all day, you need to at least have breakfast."

He placed the cup of coffee down, placing either hand on the edge of the kitchen counter, pushing himself forward to mould his lips with yours. Soft, gentle, passionate, like he's counting slowly as he does so. You kiss back without a second though, both yours and his eyes closed, just enjoying the sensation.

"Arn't I so lucky to be working with my boyfriend?" You giggled, pulling away, just to look at him properly.

"Hmm," He sighed happily, "Remember when I said we'd be Korea's power couple? [Y/N] [L/N] and the love of his life, Kim Taehyung, completely dominating the fashion industry," He chuckled, making the title like a news headline.

"Of course." You grinned.

Taehyung said that before the two of you started dating. He was doing his best to impress you; wearing clothes similar to yours in his own photoshoots, personally following you on Instagram and all that jazz; but the two of you had officially met on a game show.

Then everything just kind of worked together. You two hung out almost everyday, you gave him fashion tips, he gave some of his own, you two were around each other so often that gossip magazines spent no time making rumours up.

Though it wasn't long before the most clicked accusation became true.

Korea's biggest fashion icon, [Y/N] [L/N], dating BTS's Kim Taehyung.

Photoshoots and interviews from the two do you were on such high demand, and you would be lying if you said that still wasn't the case.

The two of you were just such a power couple. Two such good looking people with beautiful personalities. News outlets went as far as to call your relationship with Tae a match made in heaven.

They weren't wrong, though. You kissed the tip of Taehyung's nose, the action followed by a cute smile, "God. I'm so lucky to have you."

Taehyung laughed, "We're– What do they call us?–" He thought for a second, before his eyes lit up, "Literal goals."

"Oh no," A laugh erupted from your lips, your nose scrunching at Taehyung's silly joke, "C'mon, we'll order some breakfast. Then we need to get ready for our first shoot."

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