#bts v x you

[jvngkook97]

(Tae)ke Me On

synopsis; where taehyung is no stranger to seducing tourists and reader is a stranger to flirty photographers – but not one night stands. when in France, do as the French do, no?

pairing; photographer!taehyung x tourist!female!reader

genre; angst, fluff, humor, smut, Paris au, photographer au, tourist au

warnings; some minor manipulation in the form of jealousy, cursing, dancing with two left feet, ice cream dates and indirect kisses, museum dates and art appreciation, the realization that moments are fleeting and so are feelings, explicit sexual content, dirty talk in French, soft and dominant taehyung, equally as soft and dominant reader, overstimulation, determination, bliss, cold sheets, warm hearts and lingering memories

rating; 21+ MINORS DNI

w/c; 5,507

a/n; taehyung just looks so pretty in Paris that I had to write something about it. this is loooong overdue and I’m so sorry but writer’s block is real y’all. be sure to give your fav authors some love cause it can be hard. don’t be a silent reader! <3 feedback is always appreciated and helps to keep this writer motivated to put out more content – like this! all the love, always.

networks; @btshoneyhive, @thebtswritersclub, @kflixnet

Paris, France — the proclaimed Ville d'Amour.

To you, it was a time well needed to get away from the stress of reality. The dead-end job, the shitty ex-boyfriend, the dull daily routine of life that was in desperate need of change.

To him, you were just another carefree, albeit gorgeous, tourist who saw things through rose-colored glasses.

And he couldn’t wait to crack them.

The air felt crisp, cold, and clear.

The skies were a effervescent shade of blue, with pillowy clouds scattered about. The hustle and bustle of tourists and residents around you served as a raucous kind of lullaby as you closed your eyes and savored all that this city had to offer - not noticing the photographer who saw you through his lens at a short distance away.

He pretended to be taking photos of the flowers that bloomed behind you, the various colors only enhancing the beauty that was naturally you. He inched ever so closer, just enough to angle his body in a way to capture the peaceful expression on your face within his lens crosshairs.

It was one lone click, followed by the sound of a shutter closing and opening on a camera that had your eyes blinking themselves open. For a second, you saw nothing as your eyesight once again needed time to focus on the light surrounding you instead of the dim darkness that was your eyelids.

When the blurry settled, and the saturation and vibrancy of the scenery around you sharpened, did you fixate your wondering gaze to the male who looked at you, peaking his head slightly above the frame of his camera. A hint of a dimple could be seen, as well as his boxy, closed mouth smile.

“J’adore ton sourire.”

{“I love your smile.”}

The once serene look on your face turned to one of shyness, your smile still present - bigger, but demeanor shrinking in on itself. You had no clue what he spoke, but the gentle way his eyes shined at you had your body yearning for more from the mystery male. He adored the way your cheeks let off a cherry hue, and could only daydream how they would look along with your skin as your body writhed with pleasure underneath him. Or, if he had a choice, above him.

Only one way to find out.

“Je peux vous offrir un verre?”

{“Can I buy you a drink?”}

You said the one word you knew in French, having memorized quite a few social phrases before coming, so you knew what he asked. Though forward, you welcomed the thrill — the adventure — as a foreigner.

“Oui.”

{“Yes.”}

*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*

Monday

You threw your head back in laughter as he dipped your now bent over figure gracefully, your arm secured around his neck and his at the curve of your back. When he pulled you back in, your chest was flush against his. In your liquor induced haze, you missed the way his eyes flashed with a hidden glint to them, the seemingly permanent smile on his face never faltering.

“I thought you said you were a bad dancer?” He eyed you dubiously, and you let out a snort of laughter, hand raising to cover your nostrils and mouth with wide eyes.

He let out a boisterous laugh and gently tugged your hand away from your face, the glint gone, but replaced with a now playful and mischievous air. You opted to fan your face instead, the humidity of the small pub and humility of your rather unladylike action taking a toll on your emotions and body respectively.

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding.”

His deep, baritone, voice filled your mind as he encompassed you into a tight hug, his mouth outlining the shell of your ear. This dude loved touching in any way, shape, or form. You chalked it up to his lineage, his facial features resembled that of Asian descent and yet his personality and mannerisms screamed French. To you, it was a dangerous duo, but you couldn’t get enough.

When he told you that he spoke three different languages, including yours, your eyes nearly bulged out of your head. You couldn’t even begin to fathom how one could know so many, but the prospect of him teaching you a different language filled you with excitement, a promise he said he would own up to when you agreed to see each other again after today.

“We should call it a night, yeah?”

Your legs felt like noodles, your head was fuzzy, and images were slightly blurred. It wasn’t until you leaned your full body weight against him, did you come to the realization that you were beyond tired and still jet lagged. His hands stabilized your wobbly figure with a firm grip on your waist.

Blowing out a breath you didn’t know you were holding, you replied.

“Yeah–I should head back to my hotel.”

“Would you like me to get you a cab?”

“Please.”

His hand hovered on the small of your back as you slowly made your way to the front of the club. The immediate relief you felt as you stepped onto the sidewalk had you tilting your head up to the now night sky, a multitude of stars twinkling alongside the crescent moon.

A drunken night goer collided into you, sending your already unstable self backwards into the awaiting arms of your savior. His arms encased your torso with a vice grip, his own heels digging into the cracked concrete in order to be sure that he didn’t go falling himself. He threw a curse word that went unheard at the inebriated back of the mystery person – and even though you knew it was a bad word, the way it sounded in French as he shouted it over your head had your body warming with a mix of emotions.

Majority of you was entirely grateful for his presence, a good chunk of you was beyond happy with the generous amount of time you were able to spend with him where he showed you both popular and hole in the wall attractions. He essentially played the part of your personal tour guide with how rich with knowledge he was of the history of Paris.

You really lucked out.

“Thank you.”

He was still mumbling curse words under his breath, staring daggers into the direction he watched the night stroller head in until he was gone. It was your own barely audible mumble of gratitude that had him awkwardly maneuvering his face at a weird angle to see the front of yours. His brows pulled together in confusion.

“Why are you thanking me?”

“For–,” you struggled to come up with words, the list of many things you were thankful for being long in itself that you opted for the shorter and simpler route. “–everything?”

It ended up coming out as more of a question at the end than a confident declaration, and it had you inwardly cringing with just how out of touch you were with flirting since your ex walked out of your life.

“You’re wel–,” his head perked up as he fixated at something over your shoulder. Before you could utter another syllable, he put two fingers in his mouth and blew a sharp whistle followed by waving the same hand animatedly back and forth.

The squealing of tires is all you heard before a yellow taxi cab slowed to a stop in front of you two. Keeping an arm around your waistline, he stepped one foot off the sidewalk to open the car door for you. With a gentle smile and push at your lower back, you stepped off the sidewalk yourself. His hand then grabbed yours to stabilize your movements so you could swiftly, and ungracefully, plop your butt onto the clothed back seat.

Making sure you were fully inside, he then carefully shut the door for you. You clumsily went to roll down the window and he chuckled in amusement at your hasty movement. Once it was halfway down, did you poke your head out of the window to ask him a question.

“Kim Taehyung.”

Your brows rose and your mouth was left open in an ‘o’ shape as you watched his mouth form the words as if in slow motion. How did he know?

“Y—,” again, you were cut off by his psychic abilities.

“My number is on the napkin I slipped inside your coat pocket. Call me when you wake up and I can give you a more in depth tour of the sights.”

His boxy smile, accompanied by the confident yet suave wink he sent your way as the driver pulled away from the curb had your heart racing in anticipation of the day to come. A smile of your own lit up your face, making his own become broader. The same smile turning into one of confusion as a slender, manicured hand slid its way around his shoulders and a mystery woman kissed his cheek.

He missed the way your face dropped into one of morose when he pivoted on his heel to greet the woman with a kiss on each of her cheeks. You pulled your head back into the cab, his attention on you long gone as you sulked in that taxi cab the rest of the way to the hotel. The only comfort you had was the lightweight napkin that you fished out of your coat pocket, and – true to his words – had his number written down on it with a ‘call me’ elegantly written in red ink.

It was the French thing to do, you rationalized. They could just be friends. He seemed surprised to see her, therefore he had no idea she would be there. Yeah, you thought with a sullen nod, it was a spontaneous meeting. That must be it.

Another lingering thought crossed your mind as you reread the scrawl.

He didn’t even know your name.

*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*

Tuesday

“Y/N Y/L/N”.

The flat of his tongue was licking the side of the waffle cone that housed his now dripping ice cream as he hummed in acknowledgement. You could feel a drip of your own strawberry ice cream land on your thumb and you made quick work in licking it away as well.

“Beau prénom comme toi.”

“Something–,” you wracked your brain over the common words he’s already taught you. “Beautiful?”

He nodded, smiling at you encouragingly, and gestured at you with his ice cream to continue. Nibbling on the waffle cone, you tested the thoughts in your head out loud.

“Beautiful name?”

His body rose in front of your seated position on the large fountain you were both resting at as he began clapping for you loudly and exuberantly. In the process he ended up with his remaining ice cream on the floor. You grinned at him shyly, mockingly bowing in turn. A few giggles escaped your lips at the fallen frozen treat.

“Like you.”

He sat back down next to you as he said this. It was with such confidence that you wondered if he uses the same tactics with other foreign girls only in town for a week – or, and you highly doubted this – if you were considered special. You’d like to think the latter, but your gut told you it wasn’t true.

A finger poked the crease lines that began forming on your forehead in between your eyes. Attempting to look at the invading digit, had your eyes crossing comically in a way that had Taehyung leaning into your face with a coy smile.

“Penny for your thoughts?”

Swatting the finger away, you rolled your eyes at him. His mouth began to open, and you had no doubt that he was about to spew some other flirtatious comment your way. Deciding your poor, little, hopeless romantic heart couldn’t take anymore feigned interest, you shove the remainder of your own ice cream into his mouth. His eyes grew wide, as he opened his mouth more to accommodate the sugary, strawberry goodness with a surprised grunt.

He brought up a hand to clamp around the waffle cone, eating half of it in one bite that would’ve taken you a good minute to finish yourself. Swallowing, he gave you a smirk with narrowed eyes.

“Do you know that we just indirectly kissed?”

“You’re insufferable, do you know that?”

All he did was laugh in glee at your flustered face.

*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*

Wednesday

You both began sprinting for the nearest awning cover you two could find, the cold and relentless rain having no qualms with drenching your shivering forms otherwise. The rain caused several curls to appear that plastered to Taehyung’s forehead and it made him look even more irresistible than he already was. But you? You probably looked more like a drowned raccoon, positive that your eyeliner and mascara were smeared when you made the mistake of wiping water from your eyes.

“Who was that woman?”

You hoped you came off as more nonchalant and curious, rather than accusatory. Though, now, you figured – was as good a time as any to ask the loaded question that will either quench your doubts or fuel them. It didn’t look like the rain was going to let up anytime soon, and conversation was the perfect distraction.

His eyes looked at you, but his body stayed forward. You mimicked his pose, doing your best not be stiff as you waited for his response. His lip quirked up, but he repressed the smirk that wanted to show. He was selfishly wondering when you would bring it up or if you even witnessed the planned exhange. Not that you needed to know that part.

“A friend that’s also in town for the week.”

You resisted the urge to eye roll. Friend could’ve meant anything and gave you nothing in terms of feeling assured you had no current competition of your male companion’s company for the remainder of the week.

He looked down at his watch with pinched brows, and what seemed to be actual concern on his face. He sucked his lip between his teeth and made a sound of disappointment. This made you turn towards him with your own worry lines adorning your face.

“What’s wrong?”

“I was actually supposed to meet her not too long after our stroll ended, but this weather is going to make me have to postpone our date.”

It’s a good thing his attention was still focused heavily on his watch, the resound sigh escaping his lips shortly after his wounding ending statement – so he was able to miss the hurt that crossed your features at his words, it having been hidden by once again returning to your fixed position, your hair securely shielding your face from him.

“I’m sorry our stroll ended up causing you to miss your date.”

A loud crack of perfectly timed thunder was able to conceal the forceful tone you used in reiterating the dreaded ‘date’ word, leaving him none the wiser to your inner turmoil. Or, so you believed.

He coughed into his hand to cover up the smile that wanted to form. It was always the same with Americans, they get jealous so easily. If only you knew that the date wasn’t really a date and it was with his guy friend and not the woman you saw previously — but, again — you didn’t need to know that. This was far more amusing to him, though it only confirmed his suspicions more on you taking a liking to him.

Good. Very good. The week was halfway done already and you two have yet to share a kiss, let alone get anywhere close to his end goal with you, but it was all apart of his plan.

And his plans never fail.

*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*

Thursday

You could not believe what your eyes were seeing.

Taehyung stood off to the side, not too far from you, but enough room to give you your own space as your eyes took in the sight of what was in front of you. Him having seen it countless times, he just tilts his head in order to get a better view of the awestruck expression on your face rather than the infamous painting.

The Mona Lisa.

Unbeknownst to him, a small smile erupts on his face while watching you, a common occurrence he’s been catching himself doing lately. Along with it, always came the damning butterflies that he didn’t know what to do with. Normally, he would only have a one track mind that hindered such thoughts, but alas – not when it came to you.

With you, he’s actually rejected other female’s company. Not an ounce of regret could be felt when doing so and he wondered when your supposed friendship might’ve crossed the line to something more. Something deeper. If he didn’t live in this city for so long he would’ve hashed it up to the romantic aura that seemed to come with it as the perpetrator of his sudden affections for you.

What kind of black magic have you cast on him?

“–ello?”

He blinked out of his stupor to come face to face with your amused one. Your head was tilted, but the smirk on your face let him know that you had an inkling on what he was thinking of, if not for the way he was zoning out on you specifically held any hints.

You weren’t used to it. All the attention, all the touches, all the minuscule glances he would send your way thinking you had no clue – but you did.

And you had no clue what to do about it.

Or, rather, you did know what you wanted to do.

It was just a matter of how you could accomplish it.

You cautiously touched your fingers with his as you two walked to the next framed piece of artwork, and not too long after did you feel his own slide between yours and encase your small hand in his.

This was a start. But you only had one more night left in this city and it was time to make the most of it.

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Friday

Much like your first day here in Paris, you had the warmth of sun above the sky to caress your face, eyes squinting as you tried to zero in on the tip of the Eiffel Tower that stood tall in front of your minuscule, ant like body to those who looked down on you from the structure. Though, you know it wouldn’t last for long, the orange and purple hues were just on the horizon to signal the start of the evening.

His arm brushes up against yours as he stands next to you, mimicking your current position.

“Beautiful, is it not?”

“It truly is a sight to see. I can’t believe I’m looking at it in person.”

“Would you like to go to the top?”

You switch your focus to his, eyes widening in disbelief.

“Could we?”

His signature boxy smile appears.

“Let’s go.”

Due to modern technology of an elevator, it doesn’t take long for you both to make it to your destination in minutes. You step out and are instantly in awe at the dazzling sight before you that is Paris at night. The lights flicker sporadically, shadows in the form of cars and shapes of people filter through them continuously. It’s hard to believe you’re here right now. So much so, in fact, you need to ground yourself somehow.

Your hand flails at your side, looking for some sort of proof that you’re not dreaming and this is just an insanely vivid fever dream. A hand secures your wandering one in a firm, yet gentle grip. Slender fingers interlocking with yours has your heart in a frenzy. It just works to make the moment all the more surreal.

You can hear Taehyung let out a low chuckle.

“All you American’s seem to share the same reaction, you know? It’s cute.”

He might as well have been talking to a wall, that’s how much you were still enamored with the man made beauty around you. It’s true, if you were to take a gander at all the tourists around you, you would find the same wide eyed, dazed look.

The only difference between them and you was, well, him. Finally breaking yourself out of your stupor, your eyes shift to his that are already staring at you. You can feel the tension that’s slowly starting to build the longer you two stare. It’s exciting, it’s thrilling, it’s everything you were hoping for on this whirlwind of a trip.

Taehyung noticed the way your eyes seemed to somehow become even more dazed as you gazed at him, which is how he knew the moment had arrived.

It was time.

*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*

Teeth clashed against teeth, tongues battled for dominance, clothes were strewn randomly on the floor as soon as you stepped foot into your hotel room. The curtains were only half drawn, letting the dark room be naturally illuminated by the moon’s beams that cast an almost magical glow onto the white bedding of your bed.

Said bedding just gets kicked off in the lust fueled dance of bodies, knowing the material would only hinder certain movements and cause more sweat to transpire as the night goes on.

Before you know it, he’s hovering over you, hair dangling in front of your face that semi shields his blown pupils as he locks eyes with yours, a question lingering in them. Your bare foot slides down his toned butt cheeks before your heel digs into the supple flesh of one cheek to bring his lower body closer to yours.

The one push alone causes the head of his bulbous, condom wrapped, throbbing member to bump into the hood of your clit as it slides up and down your wet folds with ease. The sensation causes a sharp inhale from you, that only gets let out when he pulls a throaty moan from your lips, inserting only the tip into your core. His forehead drops into the naval of your breasts as he watches his cock slip further into you, your own legs spreading to accommodate him more. If it wasn’t for the shaggy hair that blocked your view, you know you would be doing the same.

“Dieu, tu es si mouillé.”

{God, you’re so wet.}

“I have no idea what you just said, but fuck–,” he pulls out all the way, only to snap his hips against yours to sheath himself again. “–keep talking.”

There’s a mixture of what sounds like a grunt and laughter as he kisses the valley between your breasts. He complies, both the accent and the words you presume to be dirty, only spurs on the tight coil in your stomach that’s begging for release.

You let out a broken whimper, your back arching off the bed that Taehyung uses to his own advantage, securing one toned arm around your back to hold you up and switch positions. His back is now against the headboard as you straddle his waist, your hands gripping his shoulders and nails digging into the flesh as your body wracks with your first orgasm of the night.

His heels dig into the mattress to get a better angle as he pistons in and out of your dripping hole, his hot tongue latching onto one of your nipples that he accidentally bites when his own orgasm takes hold. Your immediate reaction is to grip his hair and yank his head back and off your nipple, but what you come to find has you parting your lips in a silent ‘o’.

Taehyung’s eyes are closed, face scrunched with both pain and pleasure, the action making him let out a gutteral, near animalistic moan. The lewd sight makes you feel powerful. His eyes are still closed when you decide to swivel your hips against his, making figure eights. Your pace is fast, one hand keeping a vice in his hair, the tips of your nails digging into his head, while your other hand clutches onto the top of the headboard for support.

Much too quick for his liking, his eyes burst open, his mouth mimicking yours with a silent moan, but you can feel his entire body tense as you work his second orgasm out of him. His eyes are pooling with unshed tears that pulls at your heartstrings, and you slow your brutal pace to a more sensual one as he rides out his orgasm. His body eventually relaxes, sagging back into the headboard.

Finally releasing the death grip on his hair, your own body comes to a full stop as you lean back against your hands on the bed to give yourself your own little break from the workout you just had.

“Comment es-tu réel?”

{How are you real?”}

He chuckled mirthlessly, head falling back to join his body in exhaustion, but his eyes are still locked with yours. All you do is smirk sinfully at him, not knowing at all what he just said, but having a feeling it has to do with your stellar performance.

His hands roam over your stomach, the tips of one hand hovering dangerously close to your exposed clit from the position your in. He sees when your lower body tightens, your hole fluttering around nothing. His now semi hard member slipped out for the most part when you chose to sit your butt back on the mattress between his legs instead, though due to his impressive length, the tip still stayed in.

Two fingers gently pry your folds open, your essence still dribbles from the prior stimulation down his cock that coats his fingers in seconds when he shifts to inserting two fingers up to the knuckle above his shaft, slowly scissoring you open and stretching you. Your head falls back against your shoulders, and you do your damndest not to close your legs out of sheer instinct to lock the fingers inside your pussy greedily.

You’ve never felt this full before, it was almost overwhelming. A quiet sob escapes your lips, that has you slapping a hand over your mouth. Your lower body shakes, as you refrain from moving against him, knowing your body is still tired and wouldn’t be able to handle the strenuous activity again. But god, did you want to cum so badly.

Please. Please. Please. Please.

“I got you, baby. I got you.”

You don’t realize that the mantra you thought was in your head, was actually being spoken out loud, mumbled behind your hand. Though, you can’t find it in yourself to care at the moment. Your only focus being on finding your own pleasure.

He brings his other hand up to rub lazy, but pressured circles on your engorged clit. Your body twitches at the sudden onslaught, and to further your building pleasure, Taehyung begins to minisculely move his hips in short movements.

Your legs begin to shake as the pressure once again builds, the coil tightening in you to the point of bursting at any second, yet you wanted to scream at the fact your orgasm was teetering on the edge of occurring, but not.

You hated being a girl sometimes, having to deal with the agony of your own body denying you an orgasm right away.

Taehyung began to grunt, his cock now fully hard, though he paid no mind, his only goal being to coax you to your high. His brows were scrunched, teeth digging into his bottom lip, sweaty curls plastered around his flushed face and neck. His hand was cramping, his legs were cramping, his arm was cramping, but he fought through it.

Sharp pants began to take hold of you, your chest heaving in a rhythmic pattern. The hand that was once over your mouth, now joins your other hand in clutching the bed sheets in a death grip and you stare up at the ceiling with watery eyes, a determined look on your face.

Throwing all caution to the wind, you finally begin swiveling your hips in time with his hand movements – the lewd, wet, squelching that resounded throughout the room surprisingly only doing the bare minimum amount in helping you.

There’s one factor you noticed that stopped.

Taehyung’s French. You needed to hear it.

“French.”

You grind out, eyes still honed in on the celiling. He lets out a grunt of confusion, not expecting you to talk, so your words fall on deaf ears. It nearly makes you growl when you say it again.

“French. Now.”

“Jouis pour moi. laissez-moi vous voir se dérouler. Christ. Tu es tellement belle putain.”

{Enjoy for me. Let me see you unfold. Christ. You are so fucking beautiful.”}

His voice is laced with a whiny undertone, and as if by magic, your orgasm explodes from within you. You sob in relief as your body falls backwards onto the bed, he chases your bodies movement to hover over you once again. He secures one arm around each of your legs as he lifts your butt off the bed to get a deeper angle to plow into your now dripping pussy at a break neck pace. Skin slapping against skin reverberates throughout the room.

“Holy fuck. Oh my god. Taehyung, please.”

Your hands are trying to push him off of you, the overstimulation making you see stars. Thankfully, it’s only mere seconds later that he collapses off to the side of you, his own chest heaving along with yours as you both now stare at the ceiling above you. Shadows flicker around the room from cars that pass by, the mumbled sound of cars honking and passing conversation being the only background noise to fill the silence.

“That was–,” his voice is raspy, laced with both exhaustion and the need to just close his eyes and sleep.

“Oui.” Your reply is met with a breathless chuckle, one you join in with soft laughter of your own.

He throws an arm around your waist, laying his head sideways between your breasts and then sighs in content. You mindlessly begin carting your fingers through his sweaty curls, and it’s not long before you hear soft snores coming from the male. Eventually, as you watch the shadows dance around the ceiling, do your own eyes get heavy, and you drift off into dreamland, a smile on your face.

*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*

When you wake up, he’s gone.

A note, scrawled in elegant cursive lays on the pillow next to your head. A single rose accompanies it.

‘Jusqu'à ce que nous nous revoyions, mon amour.’

{Till we meet again, my love.”}

*+*+*+*+*+*+*+*

You wouldn’t see him again for another two years, and by then, you’re no longer the same naive tourist you once were.

The skies were a effervescent shade of blue, with pillowy clouds scattered about. The hustle and bustle of tourists and residents around you served as a raucous kind of lullaby as you closed your eyes and savored all that this city had to offer - not noticing the photographer who saw you through his lens at a short distance away.

He pretended to be taking photos of the flowers that bloomed behind you, the various colors only enhancing the beauty that was naturally you. He inched ever so closer, just enough to angle his body in a way to capture the peaceful expression on your face within his lens crosshairs.

It was one lone click, followed by the sound of a shutter closing and opening on a camera that had your eyes blinking themselves open. For a second, you saw nothing as your eyesight once again needed time to focus on the light surrounding you instead of the dim darkness that was your eyelids.

When the blurry settled, and the saturation and vibrancy of the scenery around you sharpened, did you fixate your strong gaze to the male who looked at you, peaking his head slightly above the frame of his camera. A hint of a dimple could be seen, as well as his boxy, closed mouth smile.

“J’adore ton sourire.”

{“I love your smile.”}

The once serene look on your face turned to one of knowing, your smile still present - bigger, but demeanor becoming more poised. You knew exactly what he said, the mischievous way his eyes shined at you had your body yearning for more from the familiar male. He adored the way your cheeks let off a cherry hue, and couldn’t wait to see you writhe with pleasure underneath him again. Or, if he had a choice, above him.

“Je peux vous offrir un verre?”

{“Can I buy you a drink?”}

You recited the popular phrase you knew in French, having become more fluent in the love language since you last saw him, so you knew what to ask. Though forward, he welcomed the thrill — the adventure, the passion — as a once fellow foreigner did in a time past with open arms and mind.

“Oui.”

{“Yes.”}

[allysonhope]

girl code | kim taehyung

pairing: taehyung x reader (y/n)

genre: fluff, some angst

warnings: y/n and her best friend have a crush on the same guy, a little swearing, insecurities, taehyung being so cute, y/n not wanting to hurt her best friend, pining

words: 7.4k

summary: y/n is falling for her best friends crush, but she won’t make a move because she doesn’t want to break girl code. that doesn’t stop taehyung from falling for her and trying to make a move

based on a snippet i heard on tiktok of brynn cartelli’s new song girl code, which comes out this Friday! (8/5) i heard the song and i immediately fell in love and had to write about it LOL hope you all enjoy! i’ll add her username so if you want to listen to the snippet as well! :) <3 (tiktok: brynnzzyy)

My girlfriend told me she was into you that night we were introduced outside of the pub

“What are we waiting for? It’s so fucking cold out here! Let’s go inside!” My best friend, Lisa, complained to Jimin and me as we waited outside of the pub.

“We’re waiting for Jungkook! I already told you this. Stop complaining,” I chuckled as my two best friends bickered back and forth about waiting for our other friend Jungkook outside. “Why do you always have to complain about everything? Y/N isn’t complaining that is cold. Oh, and, look, there they are!”

I looked up to see Jungkook waving at us as he crossed the street with a random man by his side. I felt my heart beat quicken and butterflies flutter when I made eye contact with Jungkook’s new friend. He gave me a shy smile and made his way over to us without taking his eyes off of me. I took my eyes off of him when Jungkook stood directly in front of me and wrapped me up in a warm hug.

“Y/N! I haven’t seen you in forever!” He greeted me with a huge grin and a small kiss on my forehead. I wrapped my arms around his waist tightly, moving my head to the side so my ear was against his chest. With my new position, I saw Jungkook’s friend again, who was once again staring at me. I blushed but quickly looked away from him when Jungkook let go of me.

“You literally saw her this morning, dumbass. What took you so long? It’s freezing out here! And, why did you only say hi to Y/N? Did you forget Jimin and I existed too?” Lisa once again complained, making me giggle as Jimin and Jungkook groaned out in frustration with her nonstop complaining.

“That’s my bad,” the mysterious man spoke up, looking toward Lisa and Jimin briefly before smiling down at me. “I showed up at Jungkook’s house without any warning. I didn’t know that he had already made plans for tonight. I hope you all don’t mind me tagging along unexpectedly. I’m Taehyung, by the way.”

He put his hand out in front of me, hoping that I would shake it, but before I had the chance to Lisa slightly pushed me to the side and placed her hand in his, subtly biting her lower lip. “I’m Lisa. It’s nice to meet you, Taehyung. I hope you know that I’m not always this whiny. I just get a bit cold,” she pouted at him, causing him to let out a small chuckle.

“I don’t mind. My apologies for making you freeze.”

Taehyung then introduced himself to Jimin, while Jungkook pulled me toward the entrance so we could find a place to sit. When we found a table, we sat across from each other and Taehyung sat next to me, smiling warmly.

“Sorry, I don’t think we got to properly introduce ourselves to each other,” he talked into my ear since the pub was so noisy. His closeness and deep voice caused me to shiver slightly and I looked up to see his beautiful smile and comforting eyes looking down at me once again. “It’s Y/N, right?” I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion that he knew my name. I nodded slowly when I remembered Jungkook greeted me by name when he arrived.

“It’s nice to meet you, Taehyung,” I responded, putting my hand out so he could finally shake it which he did, but he also pulled it towards his lips to give it a gentle peck.

“The pleasure is all mine.”

Jimin and Lisa sat down at the booth with us, with drinks and food for everyone as we talked and joked around with each other. Taehyung surprisingly got along well with all of us and fit right in with our friend group. A few times, when he would talk, he would put his arm on the back of my seat or lean in closer to me when he was laughing. I didn’t want to think too much of it because we just met and he could possibly be extra friendly when he had a few drinks in him. I didn’t want to fall too hard for him already because I had known him for less than two hours and I don’t yet really know anything crucial about him. All I know is he has a beautiful smile, a contagious laugh, and a deep, comforting voice.

Jungkook had put the plate of cheesy bacon fries between us and occasionally would lift a fry up to my mouth to feed me out of habit. I didn’t think anything of Jungkook feeding me because it was normal for us to feed each other on a night out, but it seemed to confuse Taehyung when he leaned down to whisper in my ear.

“I didn’t know that you and Kook were a couple,” I nearly choked on my drink when I heard him say that. I looked up at him with wide eyes and he tried to rub my back to control my slight coughing.

“Oh, no! Kook and I are not dating,” I nervously laughed when he raised his eyebrows in suspicion and gave me a small smirk.

“There’s no sort of relationship between you two? Then how come he only greeted you and why is he only feeding you fries?”

“Aww, do you want him to feed you some fries too?” We laughed together and I lightly patted his shoulder. “We’re just good friends. We don’t see each other like that, you know? We just so happen to get along really well and he likes to take care of me so feeding me fries is just him being kind.”

“Hmm, okay. I’ll believe you.”

“You know, Taehyung, it’s a little too early in our friendship for you to be getting jealous about other guys,” I teased him with a wide smile on my face. He smirked and leaned closer to my ear, his warm breath giving me chills once again.

“I just like to seek out my competition early,” he moved back to look at my face and winked before rejoining the conversation between Jimin and Jungkook. I blushed as I played with my drink.

That means that he feels it too, right? Some sort of connection. Some sort of attraction. I was pulled out of my thoughts by Lisa calling my name.

“Y/N, will you go to the bathroom with me?” She asked, sliding out of the booth. I, wordlessly, followed her lead and made my way to the bathroom behind her, but that wasn’t before I heard Taehyung’s quiet request for me, or maybe us, to hurry back.

“Y/N! Do you see him?” She squealed when we were finally alone. I looked at her with wide eyes, not liking where this conversation was headed. “He’s so beautiful! And funny. Oh my god, do you think I have a chance? Do you? Please tell me that I do!”

I felt as if my heart dropped to my stomach and I wanted to throw up all over her shoes, as I tried to figure out how to respond to her confession. Obviously, she finds Taehyung attractive. Anyone in their right mind would find Taehyung attractive. I knew that Lisa had a chance. She probably had a greater chance of getting Taehyung to fall for her than I ever would have for him to fall for me. She was absolutely stunning, funny, exciting, and overall, everything that I wasn’t. In more simple words, I am pretty simple. And a guy like Taehyung would never go for a simple girl.

“Yeah…yeah. Obviously, I think you have a chance. He would be missing out if he didn’t want to get to know you,” I fake smiled in her direction and I couldn’t help but feel happy for her when I saw her eyes light up.

This was only an attraction to Taehyung, and I will get over it in no time. I just want my best friend to be happy.

Lisa cheered and pulled me close to her, wrapping her arms around my neck. “Yeah, and if you ever gave Jungkook a chance, then he would be the luckiest man on this planet,” she added cheekily, causing my eyes to roll.

“Jungkook and I don’t like each other like that! We’re just best friends.”

“I know, but I can hope that my best friend ends up with a hottie like Jungkook, and we already know that he treats you right!”

“I’ll find someone one day. Let’s focus more on you and Taehyung,” I smiled sadly, knowing that it won’t be Taehyung that will treat me right because I just gave up the battle for him to Lisa. Lisa and I brainstormed ways to get Taehyung to notice her before we made our way back to the table with the three boys.

“Are y’all okay? You were in there for a while,” Jimin checked in us, worriedly. I let out a small chuckle, thinking about how kind of a friend Jimin is.

“Yeah, we’re good! Just girl talk, you know?” Lisa answered, sitting closer to Taehyung as we planned for her to do.

“Hey,” Jungkook gently placed his hand on my hands that were folded on the table. “You sure you’re okay?” I smiled up at him. I wish that the universe had planned for Jungkook and me to fall in love. Life would be so much easier if I ended up falling in love with him since I already know how caring and gentle he is with me, and obviously, he is gorgeous.

“I’m fine, Kookie. I promise,” he gave me a small smile before removing his hand from mine and continuing his conversation with Jimin.

I looked over and saw Taehyung laughing at something that Lisa said. He smiled down at her with a wide, beautiful smile and I knew my chance with him if I ever had one was over. I sighed and tried to pay attention to what Jimin and Jungkook were talking about. I would occasionally insert my opinion on a topic and I would laugh along to their jokes and their stories. Taehyung looked over at me briefly before placing his arm back around the back of my chair. Lisa was telling the boys a story about the party she went to last weekend when Taehyung reached for the cheesy fries that were placed in front of me. He leaned down to whisper in my ear once again.

“I know it’s not really my place since we just met, but I just want to make sure that you’re really ok,” my heart fluttered at his concerned tone and I looked in his eyes to reassure him that I truly was fine. I forgot what I was going to say for a minute when I looked up and saw how beautiful he truly was up close to me. His concerned eyes and soft smile looked down at me.

“I’m fine, Taehyung. I think the beer is just getting to me a little bit.”

“Here, have some of my water,” he pushed his water cup toward me and encouraged me to drink out of the same cup that his mouth was on. I took a small sip before placing the glass back on the table. “Here. I’ll keep it between us, so if you need more water you can have some of mine.”

“Thank you,” I whispered, feeling flushed that he would share his drink with me so willingly.

“It’s no problem, Y/N. And here,” he grabbed another fry from the plate and directed it toward my mouth. “You should eat some more to make you feel better.”

I ate the from his fingers and smiled a genuine smile at him. “You were just jealous that Jungkook got to feed me, so now you want to establish dominance,” I joked, causing a louder laugh to exit his mouth.

“I would know how to take care of you better than Jungkook does,” he flirted with me, and I was about to reply back with a smart comment about how I would like to see him try to take care of me and treat me well, but Lisa pulled on his arm to start a conversation with him once again.

This is already harder than I thought it would be.

I, stupidly, encouraged her to make a move, told her to pursue what possibly could be love

I walked out of my bedroom to see Lisa dressed up for the day, making me pause and stare at her with a smile. “You look pretty! Where are you going?”

“I’m gonna go hang out with Taehyung!” She squealed excitedly. She looked at herself in the mirror one more time before turning to me. “I texted him if he had any plans today and then I asked if he wanted to go to some arcade.”

“Oh, that’s exciting! When is he supposed to pick you up?”

“Any minute now! I’m kind of nervous, but I thought we hit it off pretty well at the pub, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, he seemed to really like you,” I lied to spare her feelings. I wasn’t exactly sure how Taehyung felt about Lisa, but something is telling me that the feelings were not reciprocated. I am hoping that I am only feeling this way because I want Taehyung all to myself, and not because they are true. She jumped up and down when I told her that and squealed even louder when we heard the doorbell ring.

Wow, what a gentleman. Who rings the doorbell anymore to pick up their date?

Lisa rushed to the door, while I walked over to the kitchen to find something to snack on. I heard his deep voice greet Lisa, while I heard Lisa’s soft giggles making me sigh. While I finally found some chips to eat, I heard footsteps approaching the kitchen. Taehyung’s head popped around the corner and he offered me the warmest smile.

“Hey!” He greeted me, walking toward me. “How are you, Y/N?” He put his arm around my shoulders, turning my head to rest on his chest.

“I’m doing good, Taehyung. How are you?” He pulled me away from his chest but kept his arm around my shoulder.

“I’m great! You look great, by the way,” I scoffed and pushed him away from me. I was only wearing biker shorts and a sweatshirt so I knew that he was lying. “I’m being serious! You look good. Are you ready to go?”

I stopped in my tracks and looked at Lisa, who also had a confused face. “Um, I’m not going with you two,” his smile dropped and he sighed.

“Oh? Why not?” He asked disappointed. I was about to answer when Lisa cut in.

“She has plans!” She smiled before grabbing Taehyung’s arm. He looked down at her before looking back at me.

“Oh, with who?” My eyes widened because I truly did not have any plans, but Lisa thought it was a good idea to lie to him.

“Um, I made plans with Jungkook. Nothing too exciting. Just stay inside and watch some movies.” I smiled, but it quickly fell when Taehyung stared at me confused.

“Jungkook has plans tonight with some of our friends,” Taehyung informed me, causing my cheeks to burn red. I let out a fake laugh and scratched my neck out of embarrassment.

“Oh, yeah! I meant with Jimin. Jimin! I have plans with Jimin!”

“You two are more than welcome to join us though. Or we could stay in and watch some movies with you,” Tae suggested. I looked over to Lisa once again, who did not look pleased at all.

“It’s fine. I don’t want to intrude on y’all’s time.”

“No! It’ll be fun,” he insisted, which forced me into joining their date and thankfully, Jimin was available to tag along.

“Ugh! Why are we going to an arcade again?” Jimin asked me as we were in the backseat of Taehyung’s car. I had argued with Jimin for at least five minutes on the phone before I could convince him to go out with me. He had insisted that he could not leave the house because he was too busy watching Netflix, but after I promised to pay for his meal tonight, he reluctantly agreed.

“Because Lisa and Taehyung invited us,” I said, rolling my eyes. He groaned in annoyance before leaning toward me so the other two could not hear us.

“Why are we really going?” He asked, glaring at me to answer him honestly.

“Lisa likes Taehyung,” I whispered, causing Jimin to gasp loudly and both of them to look back at us with curiosity. I hit Jimin’s arm and waited for the attention to be taken away from us before I continued my explanation. “Taehyung thought that it was a group activity at the arcade and he insisted that I come as well. But, I didn’t want to be a third wheel, so who better to drag along with me than my best friend,” I smiled widely.

“Ahh, so you’re using me?” Jimin fake pouted, causing me to smirk at him. “But, uh, I thought there was something between you and Tae.”

I looked at Jimin in shock before profusely shaking my head no. I was confused about how Jimin came to that conclusion because neither Taehyung nor I have shown any signs of possibly being interested in each other. I looked ahead and caught Taehyung’s eyes as he briefly glanced through the rearview mirror. He noticeably beamed once he noticed my eyes. I quickly turned to Jimin, who was already giving me the ‘I told you so look’.

“Shut up,” I muttered to him.

Not long after we arrived at the arcade. Jimin and I tried to stay to ourselves as much as possible, but somehow, Taehyung and Lisa kept finding us.

“Fix your posture,” I heard being instructed in my ear. I immediately knew it was Taehyung and I stiffened as I felt him behind me. “And relax,” I was playing the basketball game, which I was failing at. “Here let me help you.”

He placed his hands on my hips, angling them toward the hoop, kicked his foot in between my two feet to separate them, and pushed my hips down to get my knees to bend. “Perfect,” I blushed as he moved his hands to my hands to help me grip the ball better. “You got this, Y/N.”

I took a deep breath and shot the ball toward the hoop, and surprisingly made it. I squealed in delight and jumped towards Taehyung in excitement. I gave him a quick hug, causing him to chuckle before urging me to continue since the clock was ticking down. I was able to make a few more baskets, but I wasn’t able to make it to the next round. I turned to my right to see Taehyung leaning against the machine, watching me play with a grin on his face. My cheeks turned red, and I played with my hands when I remembered how close we were just a minute ago.

“Thank you for helping me. I’m not too good at basketball.”

“Of course. I couldn’t let you embarrass yourself,” I smacked his shoulder and rolled my eyes as he made fun of me. “I’ve barely seen you all night. You don’t want to hang out with me?” He pouted.

“I’ve just been busy hanging out with Jimin like you’ve been hanging out with Lisa.”

“Looks like Jimin ditched you,” I looked to the back of the arcade where the bar was and I noticed Jimin sitting there with a drink in front of him. I couldn’t help but giggle at him. “I was so worried about Jungkook being my competition that I didn’t even realize the real competition was Jimin,” he remarked, making me tilt my head to the side.

“I think you need to work on your jealousy. Jimin and I are definitely not dating. He’s just my best friend. I’ve known for a long time. It would be too weird, you know?” Taehyung nodded his head in understanding.

“It’s hard not to be so jealous when you’re so beautiful,” As I was about to respond, Lisa made her way over to us and gripped Taehyung’s arm.

“Sorry that I took so long. The line for the restroom was so long,” She greeted me as well and I couldn’t help, but feel bad when I fully registered that Taehyung was flirting with me and called me beautiful. “You want to go play air hockey with me?” She asked him, now ignoring that I was standing with them as well.

“Sounds fun. You coming, Y/N?” He pleaded with his eyes, but I couldn’t bare to spend time alone with the two of them and I don’t think I could convince Jimin to leave the bar now.

“No, I’m okay. I’m gonna go sit with Jimin. I’m kind of tired now,” Taehyung’s eyes followed me as I hurried away, but I didn’t look back since I didn’t want to change my mind.

I definitely need a drink now.

But there you are with your hair pushed back, and a big ole smile gave me a heart attack, got me feeling things I never have before. And we talk all night, but I play it cool. I don’t cross the line, follow all the rules and I wonder if you’re thinking about it too

I grabbed the remote on my bedside table and scrolled through the different channels, but groaned out in frustration when I couldn’t find anything I wanted to watch. Lisa went out tonight to hang out with friends of hers that I never met before. She offered to take me, but I didn’t feel like going out to a bar tonight.

I screamed out in frustration once again when I felt my phone vibrate, wanting to be left alone. I reluctantly picked up my phone to see I received a text from a number that I didn’t know.

random number: hey! i’m hoping this is y/n, if it’s not please ignore this message lol i got your number from jungkook, and if you’re not busy or anything right now if you wanted to come over to my place and hang out with me and my friends! if not, no worries. it’s taehyung btw! :)

I sat up in shock that Taehyung had texted me to hang out with him and his friends when I don’t really even know him that well. I contemplated my options since it didn’t seem like a horrible idea. I didn’t want to be bored at home alone but did I really want to hang out with Taehyung and his friends without any of my friends? I bit my lip and decided that I could just go over to his place a little bit and then hopefully when I come home, Lisa will be there already.

y/n: hey tae! this is y/n btw lmao that sounds fun, just text me your address and i’ll be over soon!

tae: no, I’ll come pick you up in 20! see you soon!!

I quickly jumped out of bed and changed from my pajama pants to a pair of jeans and threw on a random shirt. I decided that my hair looked fine as it is and threw on the first pair of shoes that I could find. I quickly stopped in my tracks and regretted my decision to go. How would Lisa react when she found out I was out with Taehyung? How mad will she be? I sat on the couch and threw my head back on the couch; however, I did not have much time to regret or change my decision because I already heard my doorbell ring. I took a deep breath before I slowly made my way to the door.

When I opened the door, Taehyung was standing on our welcome mat with his hair pushed back, his hands behind his back, and a wide smile.

“Hey!” He breathed out, holding his arms out for me to walk into. I shyly made my way into his arms, hugging his waist. He squeezed me tight and swayed me from side to side a little. “Sorry if my text was a bit random and weird. I just, I don’t know. I guess I wanted to hang out with you. I didn’t really get to spend much time with you at the arcade the other day.”

“It’s okay! I’m actually glad you texted,” I pulled away from his arms and locked my front door.

“Oh, really? Why?”

“Lisa went out tonight so I was bored and alone,” he nodded in understanding, leading me to his car.

“Well if you ever get bored and need someone to hang out with, you can always call me,” he opened the passenger door for me and helped me get into his car. He waited for me to lock my seatbelt before he closed the door and made his way to his side.

We made casual conversation on the way to his house, getting to know each other better and learning more about his friends so I wasn’t as nervous to meet them. I slowly followed him as he led me to his house. He, unexpectedly, reached back and grabbed my hand dragging me so I stood beside him.

“You don’t have to be so nervous. I’ll be right here next to you, I promise,” Taehyung tried to reassure me so I took a deep breath and decided to just trust him. There’s no way his friends could be that bad if Taehyung is near perfect. We entered the house and I already heard loud talking coming from the living room. When I came face to face with all of Taehyung’s friends, they quieted down and stared at me, which was very intimidating.

“This is Y/N. She is also friends with Jungkook. That’s how we met. Y/N, this is Jin, Yoongi, Hoseok, and Namjoon. They’re my friends,” he introduced me to the group of guys, who gave me welcoming smiles and small, friendly introductions.

“Hi, nice to meet you guys. Thanks for letting me come to your guy’s night.”

Taehyung led me to the couch, where there were two empty spots left perfectly for us. He let me sit first, which left me between him and Namjoon. Once he sat down, he moved his arm lower to my hip to pull me a bit closer to him since I was sitting close enough to Namjoon that our legs were touching.

“Tae,” I said in a warning voice, causing him to stop in his tracks and move his arm away from my hips. “Are you moving me closer because you’re jealous again?” I teased him, causing him to blush and clear his throat. “This is the third guy in a month that you’ve been jealous of!”

“What can I say?” He leaned closer to tease me as well. “I must really like you,” I leaned in closer as well to tease him back, but then I remembered that I had to follow the girl code. Even though Lisa wasn’t here, I wouldn’t feel right flirting with the guy that she likes behind her back. I leaned back and just gave him a soft smile.

“I’ve already told you that you don’t need to be jealous.”

“I know, but it’s hard!” He complained. “I don’t think I’ll ever be able to stop until people can no longer see you or be near you unless it’s me of course.”

“Then, maybe you shouldn’t have invited me over to your house with your four roommates,” I sassed him, making him laugh and he rested his head on my shoulder.

“You can just say that you wanted to get me alone,” I puked his stomach for his comment, making him laugh even louder, making me smile at how happy and carefree he sounded. “I missed you too much,” he mumbled. I couldn’t respond before we were dragged into whatever conversation the boys were having.

We ended up throwing on some random comedy movie after an hour or two of pointless, yet very funny conversation. Taehyung continued to be a bit flirty with me throughout the night, but I didn’t engage in the flirting as well. I tried my best to be on my best behavior, but I definitely slipped up a few times, but I couldn’t help it since he’s so beautiful and makes me feel comfortable around him.

I yawned while looking at the tv screen, and I slowly laid my head on Taehyung’s shoulder. He pulled me even closer to him if that was possible and laid a gentle peck on the top of my head. “Are you sleepy, pretty?” I gently nodded my head and I could feel his shoulders shake as he laughed. “Do you wanna lay in my bed?”

“I want to, but I should probably go home,” I complained. He nodded his head in understanding and helped me off the couch. As I was saying goodbye to all of the boys, he put his arm around my waist and helped me walk to his car in my sleepy state. He helped me get into his car, once again, before he made his way over to my home.

“Thank you for coming over tonight. I had a really great time,” he shyly mentioned as the radio softly played. I glanced over at him and I knew that I was screwed because as much as Lisa may like him, I definitely like him more but I shouldn’t. I was the one that encouraged her to make her move and I couldn’t just completely dismiss her feelings just because of my own.

“Your friends are great. It was so much fun.”

“Yeah? What about me?” He asked, nervously biting his lip.

“I think you’re pretty great, too, Tae,” I whispered as this moment started to feel personal to me. “Maybe not as great as Hobi, but still pretty great.”

“I think you’re pretty great, too, you know?” He looked over at me before focusing back on the road. “You’re so kind and sweet. And funny. And I’m really glad that we met,” he listed all the things he liked about me as he drove into my driveway. He turned off the car and moved his body so he was facing me, making me do the same.

“I’m glad that I met you, too. I guess I can thank Jungkook for doing something right,” we both giggled and as he was about to reply to me, we heard a tapping on the window. We both turned to the driver’s side window and saw Lisa smiling at the two of us.

“Taehyung! What are you doing here?” She exclaimed, throwing her arms around him when he opened his door. As much as I want Lisa to be happy, I couldn’t sit around and watch this. I felt tears come to my eyes and I quickly tried to blink them away.

“Um, thank you for tonight, Tae,” I said, opening my door. He was about to stop me from leaving, but I cut him off. “I guess I’ll see you around,” I closed the door and turned to look at Lisa. “I’m gonna be in my room. Don’t be too late out here.”

I hurried inside the house as the tears started falling down my cheeks. Ugh! Why does this always have to happen to me? Why can’t I ever just put my happiness before others? I’ve known Taehyung for a month and this is already one of the most horrible heartbreaks that I’ve ever experienced. I crashed onto my bed and hugged my pillow tight into me.

No matter how much I wanted to be with Taehyung, I couldn’t. I can’t be with Taehyung because of the girl code.

So here we are in this photo booth with your eyes on me while she’s all on you under neon lights in this crowded room I was getting shy, don’t know what to do with my hands or my toes

Tonight was Jungkook’s birthday party and I was getting ready to go there with Jimin. I am going to meet Lisa there since she went to hang out with Taehyung this morning. I haven’t seen him since we hung out at his house, but he has texted me occasionally.

“So are you going to tell me what’s going on with you and Taehyung? Because, sure, Lisa may like him, but he likes you!” I rolled my eyes at Jimin, as I opened the door to leave for the party.

“Yeah? And where did you get that idea?”

“What? Y/N! It’s so obvious. Through his body language, his flirting, and well, Jungkook told me,” I stopped in my tracks and looked back to see if Jimin was telling the truth. “I’m being honest! Taehyung told Jungkook that he likes you.”

“He doesn’t like me, Jimin. He can’t because,” Jimin cut me off.

“Because Lisa called dibs? Who cares? If you like him and he likes you, just go for it! You deserve to be happy,” Jimin put his hand on my shoulder and pulled me into his chest. “I think if you sit down and talk to Lisa about this, that she would understand. Lisa wants you to be happier than anyone does, other than me of course. Your real best friend. She may be a little hurt at first, but she would get over it.”

“This is just too much for me right now,” I told Jimin with tears in my eyes. “I just want to go to Jungkook’s party. Please?” He held me tighter and sighed.

“Okay. We can go now.”

We sat in silence on the way to Jungkook’s house. I really didn’t want to believe that Taehyung actually liked me. This made me feel worse about the situation because how do I tell Lisa how I feel when I was the one who gave her the go-ahead. I was about to get out of the car when Jimin stopped me.

“I just want you to be happy, Y/N. I think you should give Taehyung a chance,” he held my hand and rubbed his thumb over my knuckles.

“Thank you,” I gave him a genuine smile and got out of the car. When we entered there were already so many people drinking and dancing. I looked around for Jungkook and finally found him with Taehyung and Taehyung’s group of friends. I dragged Jimin over with me, so we could tell Jungkook happy birthday.

I snuck up behind him and wrapped my arms around his back. He jumped in surprise, but relaxed when he heard me scream. “Happy birthday bestie!” He laughed and turned around to give me a quick hug.

“Thank you Y/N!” He gave me a quick kiss on the forehead before greeting Jimin as well.

I glanced over to Taehyung, who was already smiling down at me. I gave him a hug, which he immediately reciprocated.

“Hey, pretty,” he whispered in my eye, hugging me tighter. “I feel like I haven’t seen you in forever.”

“Mhm,” I hummed in agreement. “I’ve missed you,” I truthfully told him, making him soundlessly chuckle.

“I’ve missed you more.”

I hugged Yoongi, Jin, Namjoon, and Hoseok, happy that I remembered all of their names and faces. Jimin seemed to be getting along well with them, so we stayed there and talked for a little while longer. Taehyung put his hand on my lower back and leaned over to ask me if he could talk to me really quick. I felt nervous as to what he wanted to talk about, but I still followed him.

“I just wanted to apologize,” I looked up at him confused about what he would be apologizing for. “I never meant to make you feel uncomfortable when I invited you over to my house. I…I just thought it would be fun to hang out with you and get to know you more, but I can understand why you felt that way.”

I tilted my head toward him and furrowed my eyebrows. “I wasn’t uncomfortable, Tae.”

“You don’t have to lie to make me feel better, Y/N. You rushed out of my car really fast. There’s no way that you weren’t uncomfortable.”

Oh. He thinks because I hurried out of his car when Lisa came that he made me feel uncomfortable.

“I wasn’t uncomfortable, I promise. I just was tired and Lisa didn’t know that I had gone over to your house so I just bolted out of there, I guess.”

“So it wasn’t anything that I did?” He had me reassure him and I quickly nodded my head to agree with him. “Okay. Good. I was worried.”

“I wasn’t lying when I said I had a fun time,” I gently reminded him. “You could have texted me and told me that you were worried.”

“Yeah, well, I actually wanted to talk to you about something else as well,” he took a deep breath and grabbed both of my hands with his. “I’ve had so much fun getting to know you and hanging out with you, and I wanted you to know that I like you.”

My heart stopped. Why is this happening to me right now? I couldn’t even look Taehyung in the eyes. I felt my stomach twist and my hands start to sweat. I glimpsed around the room and though no one was looking at me, it felt as of everyone was.

“Tae,” I whimpered out, not knowing how I was supposed to respond to him. “I don’t know what to say,” I told him truthfully, with tears in my eyes.

“Hey! That’s okay,” he pulled me into his arms and rubbed my back. “That’s okay, I promise. I already knew that there was a possibility that you wouldn’t like me, and I hope this doesn’t ruin our friendship.

I pulled away from him and sighed. “It’s not that, Tae. I…I do like you,” his eyes widened and a small smile appeared on his face. “I have to tell you something though.”

“You can tell me anything,” I looked around to see if I could find Lisa, but she was nowhere to be seen.

“Lisa likes you, too.”

He exhaled and shook his head slightly. “I had a feeling that she did,” he admitted. “Please don’t tell me this is going to interfere with us.”

“Lisa’s my best friend,” I reminded him. “I can’t break girl code.”

“How is it breaking girl code if I want you, and not Lisa? Lisa and I have nothing going on!” He insisted, but I just played with my lip. “Y/N, please listen to me. I really like you and I know that I might sound insane right now, but you can’t tell me that you don’t feel it too. You can’t tell me that you don’t want me too because I feel it. I know you want this, and I want it too. I want you so bad. I need to be with you so bad. Please break girl code…for me.”

At this moment, it felt like Taehyung and I were the only two people in the room. His beautiful eyes stared down at me with a pleading look. His hands nervously played together and his lip stuck between his teeth. I couldn’t deny my attraction to him anymore. He was standing here, in front of me, telling me that he wants to be with me and give us a try. I would be stupid to deny him just because of Lisa. I grabbed his hands and stepped closer to him, sighing.

“I do want to be with you, Taehyung. I’ve had so much fun just talking to you and being around you. I want to give this a try, us a try, but I want to talk to Lisa first.”

He nodded in understanding and gripped my hands tighter. “Please come back to me,” he whispered and I couldn’t help, but grin at his gentleness.

“I will. I’ll be right back, okay?” He nodded and grinned at me. He kissed my knuckles before letting me walk away to find Lisa.

But I don’t want to break girl code cause who knows where this will go

I found Lisa outside, talking to some of our mutual friends and dancing to the music. I smiled at how carefree and happy she looked at the moment, and I almost backed out of talking to her since I did not want to ruin her happiness. She jumped up and down and waved as soon as she saw me. She ran over to me and gathered me in her arms.

“Y/N! My baby, how are you?”

“I’m doing okay, Lisa. You seem like you’re having a lot of fun,” she nodded, happily. “I just wanted to talk to you, but I don’t want to interrupt your night.”

“You are the best interruption! What’s wrong? Do I need to cuss someone out?” She pulled me to sit away from everyone.

“Lisa,” I already felt tears in my eyes as I took a shaky breath. “I have to tell you something,” she placed her hands on top of mine and looked at me with worry.

“What’s wrong?”

“I know I should have told you right away, but I was scared and I want you to be happy. I,” I looked her in the eyes and let my tears fall. “I like Taehyung and I thought it was just a stupid crush because I had just met him and he was so beautiful, but it turns out I like him more than just a stupid crush. I’m so sorry and I understand if you hate me.”

“Y/N,” she started. “You should have told me right away,” I whimpered, thinking she was mad at me. “Then I would have never pursued him! There’s nothing I want more in this world than for you to be happy. Why do you think I’m always trying to get you to date Jungkook or Jimin? Because I want you to be happy and for someone to treat you right and if Tae makes you happy then I say you go for him because I know he’ll treat you right!”

“But, you like him,” I was confused about how she was so okay with this.

“Babe, it was a small crush. I could have told you after the arcade that he and I were not going to work out. Plus, I could tell he wasn’t that interested.”

“You’re really not mad at me?”

“I promise I’m not mad at you,” she gave me a tight squeeze, rocking us back and forth. “Now go back in there and get your man. I love you, Y/N.”

“Thank you, Lisa. I love you too.”

I went back inside the party, feeling way better than I did when I left it. I couldn’t believe Lisa was so kind and okay about this when I was literally freaking out all night. I looked back to where I left my group of friends to see Taehyung standing alone with a drink in his hand now. He had his head down and was nodding his head along to the music.

I stopped at the bar to get some liquid courage before I made my way back to him. While waiting for my drink, I looked back to see him already staring at me. I smiled and signaled for him to wait one minute until I got my drink. After what felt like forever, I got my drink and turned to find Taehyung, who was unsurprisingly right behind me.

“I couldn’t wait any longer,” he whispered as he towered over me. “Did you get her permission?” He moved his hands to my waist and I smiled, wanting to laugh at how surreal this all was. I set my drink down behind me and wrapped my arms around his neck.

I pulled him into me, knowing that I couldn’t wait any longer. Our lips met and everything finally made sense. It once again felt like Tae and I were the only two people in the world but in a good way this time. He pulled me even closer to him as our lips continued to move in sync. I pulled away from him to breathe, but our breath still mixed together since I didn’t move very far. Our foreheads were touching and we were giggling at each other’s eagerness.

“Let me take you out on a date,” he whispered against my lips. I nodded my head, wordlessly and found his lips again.

I can’t wait to see where this may go.

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not saying i love you back prank (jimin)

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Other Parts: Part One, Part Two and Part Three. 

You were at home when a hurricane in the form of your members hit you. "Y/n!" Soojin cried bursting into your room and you jumped, dropping the book you were trying to read. "Jesus what?" you asked and you saw Minnie, Yuqi and Soyeon follow her so knew this must be serious. "What happened?" you asked "is Shuhua okay? Where's Miyeon?". "They're fine but you have to see this" Soojin said and passed you her phone.

You watched V's video and were stunned. "Why would he do this?" you asked "he could've ruined his whole career by announcing this". "Because he loves you" Minnie said. "If what he said is true, then he won't care if he's fired" Yuqi said and you blinked "he said that before but I never believed him". "You know I've never been his fan" Soyeon said "but I guess this is the first step towards proof". You stared at the phone "when was this?". "30 minute ago" Soojin said "the internet has gone insane! Their account is trying to take down the recordings but more and more keep popping up. You're trending on Twitter and people can't believe it but more things about V are coming up. Photos are resurfacing and people are believing your story, they're criticising the people who blamed you and they're siding with you" Yuqi said. You paused "I never wanted people to side with me. I just wanted them to...". "Believe you?" Minnie asked "they do now, V's done that at least".

You shook your head "shit, shit...I have no idea what this means". "How do you feel?" Soojin asked and you shook your head "that I...I want to see him. I want to hear what's going to happen to him and I don't know yell at him? Thank him? I just want to talk to him". Soyeon nodded "we thought you might say that and that's what Miyeon and Shuhua are working on". "What, how?" you asked and you heard a honking outside. You looked out the window to see Shuhua in her dad's car which had blackout windows so nobody would be able to see you and Miyeon was holding up a full body suit which would hide all of you. "Let's get you to V" Soojin said.

The girls were like secret agents or something it was insane. Soojin took her car which was a typical flashy idol car and drove past The BTS house, you figured V would be there instead of at his apartment. Soojin's car flying by made lots of paparazzi follow her and thinned the crowd. Then Yuqi and Shuhua helped you climb the fence and slip into the backyard. V had showed you how to do this years ago and you were pleased they never moved. Once there you headed to the house and managed to get to the door as security caught you. You were arguing with them around the back when the garage door opened.

"Y/n?" Jimin asked hearing your voice but you only had one thing to say. "Where is he? What going to happen to him?" you asked. "We caught her sneaking around" the security guard said and Jimin nodded "it's okay she's a friend, thanks though Carl" and the man left you with a nod.

Jimin led you into the house and to the living room where some of the guys were waiting. "Y/n? Are you okay?" Jhope asked and you nodded "is V?". "We don't know" Jin said "they didn't let him come home. RM and Suga have gone to see if they can help him at all". You sighed and shook your head "why did he do that? Why would he be stupid! He could've ruined his career, all his fans might abandon him, he could've wrecked everything". "But Y/n he doesn't care about any of that" Jimin admitted "he just wants you and hoped this would show you that" and you blinked "he really does?". "Yes" Jungkook, Jin and Jhope said at once and you stared at them all "I...I..." you stuttered when there was a loud clicking noise and the front door opened.

Jhope immediately pushed you back to shield you in case anyone management-related entered but he stepped back when he saw who it was. V was looking down but he must've sensed something because he looked up and his eyes went to you straight away. "Y/n" he said and RM and Suga both jumped spotting you.

"Y/n why are you here?" V asked coming to you "there's so many people outside it's not safe for you". "No you don't get to lecture me about safety, I'll ask the questions and do the lecturing here" you said and V nodded "okay, What do you want to know?". You didn't even know where to start and had a million questions before but now, could only think of one. "Did you mean it?" you asked "when you said you loved me?". V nodded "I meant every word but especially that. I love you so much it hurts Y/n and I promise I will never hurt you like I did again" and that was all you needed to hear to close the distance and take back your man.

V closed his eyes as you kissed him and held onto you tightly. He'd dreamt of this moment for months now and it was finally happening. He pulled you closer even though he kept the kiss soft. It was more that he wanted proof this was real than to progress it any further. He could've stayed kissing you forever but he felt something wet on his cheek and opened his eyes to realise you were crying.

"Why did you do that?" you asked when you separated "you're going to be in so much trouble and you've angered all your fans for what?". V was expecting this and he knew the answer. "For you" he said "and that's why it's worth it. I'd do it all again for you Y/n, I don't care what they do to me as long as everyone knows I was the villain and you're the angel I'm crazy for". "I'm not an angel" you argued but V brushed away your tears "yes you are and I hate anyone treating you as any less. I won't have anyone badmouth you Y/n and if I lose everything but gain you then I don't give a shit. You're all that matters to me" he said and now you were both crying.

The guys gave you both some privacy and you cried more before finally feeling more settled. "So what have they said to you?" you asked "how much trouble are you in?". V shrugged "I'm suspended but as I said I don't care. I have enough money to spoil you for a lifetime and all that matters is you're with me". You blushed "you don't need to spoil me, I'm happy with you too" and V's heart soared. "You have no idea how happy that makes me" he said and you smiled "good" and wrapped your arms around him in a hug. V held you to him and let out one of the biggest exhales he ever had.

Once the guys stopped hearing crying they hoped things were okay and they knew it was safe to come back into the room when they heard laughing. "Hey how is everyone?" Jhope asked walking in first and V smiled brightly "brilliant actually" making the guys chuckle. "RM explained what's happening" Jungkook said and V nodded "I'm on hiatus but I don't care" he said looking at you "I have means to support myself so they can fire me if they want. I am sorry for doing this to you all though" he said leaning forwards "I blind sighted you and it's going to put us in the news in a bad light because of me. I'm sorry for that". "Are you kidding?" Suga asked "we don't give a shit about that?". "You don't?" V asked and Jimin laughed "of course not! We're proud of you" and all the guys agreed. "This is the most we've seen you smile in...well years" RM said and Jimin nodded "properly smile that is, not the fake one". V laughed "well I'm happy! Probably way happier than I should be right now" but Jin shook his head "I think all things considered it makes sense and we should celebrate!" and Jungkook pulled a bottle of champagne out from behind his back and popped the cork. You and V jumped before laughing and happily accepted the glasses passed to you.

It turned into a mini party with the guys all celebrating you two getting back together. By the sounds of it, they deserved it too from suffering on behalf of V. He hadn't been the best and they were quote "just happy the real V was back now". So everyone let their hair down and things just felt right. You found yourself going around the room catching up with all the guys and everything you'd missed in the years' absence. You didn't realise how much you missed them and had forgotten how much they'd all cared for you. It felt nice to be back with them but when V couldn't cope with you being away from him anymore he tugged you back to his side and said he'd come with you if you wanted to move but he was now your shadow. You didn't mind that and happily stayed with him.

After that, there was no question of you going home so when things started rounding down you headed upstairs with V and when you were alone the atmosphere changed. "I can't believe you're here" V whispered "I never thought I'd get this again, to have you here to have you in front of me" he sighed. You smiled "well you're wasting it all the way over there" and V smiled "you're right, I didn't spend years dreaming of this to let you stand in the corner. Let me make it up to you". He outstretched his hand with a beautiful sexy smile and you took it.

Everything felt like the first time again and in many ways it was. Your second kiss in 5 years was sweet and heartfelt but quickly became passionate and heightened. There were so many emotions wrapped up in this reunion and you could tell V felt that too. As things progressed you felt a little nervous like you had during your first time with V all those years ago and despite his ample experience with this, V was nervous too.

He touched you hesitantly at first as if scared you might disappear. He kept gazing at you and checking you wanted him. Finally after telling him for the 5th time V started to believe you and you picked up enthusiasm. V couldn't stop saying your name and whispering how much he loved you and how he just wanted to make you feel so amazing. It was a whirlwind of physical, mental and emotional pleasure and you were both exhausted afterwards. V repeated everything he'd said to you as you lay in his arms to make sure you knew he meant it and you could feel his sincerity with each word.

V knew you couldn't sleep if you weren't in pyjamas so before he could drop off he rolled out of bed and started rummaging in his drawers. You watched him amused, wondering what he was doing when he cried "found it!" and turned around to show you. "No way! You kept it all this time?". It was your favourite shirt of his which you always used to sleep in. V had it as a trainee and had long since outgrown it so it quickly became yours. "Of course" he said "I could never bring myself to get rid of it, it was my keepsake of you" and you smiled. "I have some shorts you can have too" he said pulling them out of his other drawer and you laughed "have not borrow?". "I meant what I said about spoiling you Y/n, anything of mine you want you can have". "That's really sweet" you nodded "but the only thing I want to have is you, how about you put the pyjamas down and I can show you?" you asked. V's eyes lit up and he quickly threw them on a chair before coming obediently back to you.

A while later you were both thoroughly exhausted, in pyjamas and wrapped up together ready to sleep...but V was unsure. "I don't want to go to sleep" V mumbled sleepily and you leaned back to look at him "why?". "Because this will just be a dream" he said "it's too perfect not to be, what if I wake up and you're gone?" he asked. You could tell from his tone he was genuinely scared of that and gently caressed his face "it's okay, I'm not going anywhere. I'm back V" and he looked at you before nodding. "Okay" and he bundled you close to him, holding onto you tightly. "But I'm still going to stay awake for a while". "You don't have to" you told him "I love you too, I'm not going anywhere" and V stiffened. "You do?" he asked and you nodded "I didn't stop" and V pressed himself even closer to you. "You're my everything" he whispered and you nodded "you're mine too and you know I'd never lie to you, right?" you asked pulling away so you could look V in the eyes. He nodded and you smiled and gently pressed a kiss to his lips. "Now come here" and you opened your arms. V settled into your arms and rested against your chest. "Go to sleep" you said gently stroking his arms "you're safe" you told him and V nodded listening to your voice as he was lulled into sleep. "I'm home" he replied sleepily before he gave into his dreams which were now a reality.

You woke up the next morning to find V wrapped around you, literally. You must've turned away from him in the night and V's response was to throw himself around you in an extreme spoon with both his arms and one of his legs wrapped around you. You chuckled slightly at how snuggly V had a hold of you and moved his arms enough for you to spin around and settle against his chest. You nuzzled it slightly before laying against it with a sigh. You dozed for a while and then heard a sharp noise followed by a swear which jolted you awake. You blinked your eyes open and saw V watching you "did I wake you?" he asked and you just smiled. "No" you lied and reached up to kiss him. V happily kissed you back and made a whine when you pulled back. "That was a really good night" you commented and V nodded "the best one I've had in years" and you smiled. V pulled you back into his embrace and rubbed your shoulders "thank you Y/n, for giving me another chance, things will be different this time". "I know" you said "thank you for fighting for me" and V nodded "always".

It had been a long separation so after you'd both woke up and realised you were in bed together you wasted no time getting re-acquainted. However not long after you were disturbed by a voice very quickly calling your name. "Y/n? It's Jimin, I'm not going to come in don't worry but your phone's been ringing all morning so it's here outside the door" Jimin said and then you heard him rushing away. You both chuckled at the panicked footsteps and V stood up and retrieved it for you. You did have tons of missed calls and you called Soyeon figuring your leader was the best one to call.

She picked up immediately. "Y/n about time!" she said and you laughed "sorry I didn't have my phone with me". "Why? Aren't you with V?". "Yeah but I wasn't exactly keeping track of my phone". Your friend made a noise of agreement as she got it "that makes sense, you always said V was amazing in bed" and you jumped slightly but V had already heard it and was grinning like a Cheshire cat. "That's what you used to say about me?" he whispered pulling you onto his lap and you pushed him away, you couldn't focus on the phone if he was touching you. "Yeah so what's up?" you asked more curtly than you meant but Soyeon just laughed. "The managers want to see you today and are asking when you'll be in". "They want to see me?" you asked a little worried and Soyeon nodded "yeah but don't worry you're of course not in trouble. You didn't do anything! I'm guessing it's just a little damage control, they'll probably want to know how to proceed and what V's planning on doing next". You could guess what V was planning to do next by the looks he was giving you and how his hands kept crawling closer to you. You waited a long time for this and frankly didn't want to go into work when you had V waiting for you so you decided not to. "Can you tell them I'm sick and will be in tomorrow. I have plans for how I want to spend the day and they do not involve talking to some middle-aged men about my relationship". Soyeon laughed "of course, you can't be off for long though or they'll get impatient". You nodded "tell them I'll be in tomorrow, I'm just stressed about what happened yesterday, they should get that". "Yeah totally, enjoy your sex day!" she said loudly and hung up.

The phone screen went black and V smiled "so I've got you to myself all day? For what did Soyeon call it?". "You know damn well what she said now would you like to tease me about it verbally or physically?". "Both" he replied and yanked you back onto his lap. This time he got no resistance.

You and V didn't emerge from his room until noon and all the members gave his doorway a wide berth knowing exactly what was going on. But you had to stop sometime and while V got some food you went to go shower. You returned feeling refreshed and happy. V took you downstairs where he'd cooked you breakfast and waited until you'd finished eating to get into business.

"So I called my lawyer while you were in the shower and he said your company can't force you to reveal anything about us. You can keep it all a secret if you want to. You don't have to say anything so don't feel forced to". You paused "I...you rang them to check?". V nodded "I want you to be protected in case your company tries any funny business, I can get one of them to come with you tomorrow if you want?". You shook your head "It's okay, I'm sure they just want to talk but thank you" you said coming to sit beside him. "I meant what I said Y/n, things are going to be different this time and I will be your biggest defender. Nobody is hurting you while I'm here". You smiled "well it goes both ways, I'll always fight for you too. I know things have been hard and they won't change overnight but I'll be here for you V. We can work together" and he stared at you before nodding. He'd forgotten what it was like to have someone he loved look at him like that. Not with worry or concern but with faith and confidence. You trusted him to turn things around and V loved you even more than he already did for that.

It shouldn't have come as a surprise but everyone knew you and V were back together. Every idol in the industry had seen that confession and rightly assumed after something so bold, you would give him a second chance. What was strange though was how it made people act towards you.

Overnight you became more powerful in their eyes. Your company suddenly got a lot of calls from people wanting G(I)-dle on their show and trying to book you for things. Then there were the other idols. At the first award show you went to, you could feel everyones' eyes on you and not in a bad way. "You'd think I won a gold medal at the Olympics or something, not got back together with my boyfriend" you commented to Yuqi who laughed. "The way they see it, you've jumped up the pecking order" Soyeon explained "they think V's made you more relevant". You smiled "well that's good...it tells me exactly the type of people to avoid" you said smiling at some girls waving to you whom you'd never spoken to before "it's a great way to weed out the snakes".

It occurred to you that this must've been kind of what it was like for V. To have people stare at him differently and suddenly clamour for his attention all those years ago when BTS got big. It didn't excuse what happened but you got a little more why it led V down a dark road. If that'd been you 5 years ago when you were just a kid, maybe you would've fallen for it too?

You didn't realise getting back with V would be so different to last time but quickly realised it was a pretty big deal because you were dating a completely different V. A week after you'd gotten back together V shared his schedule with you for the rest of this year when his hiatus ended, next year and even the one after that. He said he wanted to prioritise you and give you the first pick at any free time he had. There were huge chunks of time on his schedule pencilled out because V had tours or ceremonies or other big events planned even 2 years into the future. It was a little daunting at first seeing your life planned out but then you calmed yourself. It was just any other idol life and you shared your schedule too and got to planning.

You worked out you could both spend Christmas together, a whole week or so and then there were chunks in March, June and September where you'd be able to get away together the following year. Plus V had his 6-month hiatus and you'd agreed to move him to your apartment. He couldn't leave the house much because the media was all over him but you weren't as big news after a few months and had to leave for work. So V stayed at yours and only left when necessary at first. As things died down he got more freedom and could actually leave your apartment but he didn't hate it either way. He got to see you every day and he loved it.

V also low-key loved the domestic side it brought out in him. He really enjoyed cooking for you, preparing breakfast for you, making you lunches and serving dinner. It made him feel important and he meant his promise about spoiling you and food was a great way to do that. He bought a cookbook and everything and got all happy hearing you praise his cooking. He loved taking care of you so made sure the apartment was always clean, bought your flowers weekly, handled any errands or repairs you needed and felt like a house husband. He loved it and you noticed.

You got home from work one day to smell something amazing. "What is that smell?" you called and heard a laugh come from the kitchen. You followed it and found V smiling "surprise! I made Minnie's dish for you!". "Omg what?" you asked "but that's insane even I can't make it!". You adored Thai food and there was one dish in particular she made that took a ton of effort but was divine and that was what V had made for you. "How did you get the recipe and all the ingredients?" you asked. "I emailed Minnie for the recipe and the ingredients weren't too bad. Only took me 3 attempts". "You went to 3 different stores all to make me food?" you asked in awe and V smiled "yeah I thought you'd like it, do you?". "I love it!" you cried "you're amazing" before smiling "did you buy yourself an apron?" noticing what V was wearing. He nodded "yes all chiefs need one, do you like it?" he asked twirling. You smiled "yeah it looks great on you, thank you" you said kissing him softly and V smiled "wait until you see what's for dessert". You paused "I can't tell if you mean sex or actual food". V laughed "I meant food but I'm more than happy for dessert after dessert, now you go get changed, get in something comfy and I'll get everything dished up. I've got your favourite cold beverage chilling for you too". You shook your head "I feel like a husband from the 70s" and V laughed. "You know you don't have to do all this for me right?" you asked feeling bad having V spoil you so much but your boyfriend just shook his head. "I know but I want to and I love it" he said "and I quite like the idea of being your house husband" he smirked "just sitting at home waiting for you to come home to me after being a big successful power woman" he said getting more and more into this fantasy as he spoke. You laughed "I had no idea you were so attracted to power, are you after my money you gold digger?" you joked. V smiled "you don't have to pay me, I'm yours" and you smiled "no don't worry I can figure out ways to make it worth your while". V paused "do you need help freshening up?" and you smiled "yes please" and took his hand leading him into the bedroom.

Your new favourite thing was to wake up and hear V singing to himself in the kitchen as he made breakfast or to wake up in the night after a bad dream and have his mere presence make you calm. V made you happy and you knew you'd be able to get through the time apart for moments like this. And as V's hiatus drew to an end you both got ready for the change.

As the time for V to go back to work approached, you could tell he was nervous and hesitant to jump back in. He honestly didn't need to be an idol anymore. He had a lot of money and could easily get work as a model or host or anything really, especially with your pooling your incomes but you knew he loved being an idol and being on stage with his members. He just needed reminding of that, so you invited the guys all around to spend time with him.

V had seen the members fleetingly but not all at once since this had happened. He said he didn't want to distract them or bother them but you thought it more likely he was nervous. He worried they wouldn't forgive him for damaging their name or wouldn't need him, that they'd be better off without him. He didn't verbalise any of this though but you knew how he thought and could tell he was nervous to approach them. You tried encouraging him verbally but figured the best way to show him his friends loved him, was to have them tell him themselves.

V had done so much for you that when you got a few days of work you asked Jimin to take him out and do something nice together while you got the place ready. The guys came early, armed with food and drink and helped you set up in minutes. V wasn't expecting anything but when he walked through the door and saw his members holding "welcome back" banners it hit him. His members wanted him. He was a little tearful but it was happy tears and all the guys rushed to express how much they'd missed him and couldn't wait to have him back. When V found his way to you he almost cried again. "Thank you" he said softly and you smiled hugging him "you don't need to thank me, I wanted to show you how much your members love you and tell you it's okay. You've taken such good care of me these past few months and I trust you. It's okay for you to go back to work, it's not selfish to pursue what you love and I'll be here loving you every step of the way". "You're fucking amazing you know that?" V asked kissing you messily and you laughed as he pressed his lips anywhere he could. "Yes and so are you" you said giving him a slower more deliberate kiss. "Now come on, I didn't invite this many guys into my clean apartment to sit in the kitchen snogging you, let's go celebrate your return!".

After that V's worries didn't vanish but his biggest one, that the boys wouldn't want him was gone and that made the world of difference. You wanted V to have the perfect first day so made some plans. You weren't as skilled as V at the domestic crap and were quite proud of it but for V, you'd really tried. You woke up early to prepare V his favourite breakfast, even getting Minnie to bring you fresh ingredients and low-key help you make it because it was hard. Then you got all the stuff to make him a barista-level coffee and got some nice snacks and drinks for him while at work. You got all his clothes ready so he wouldn't have to worry and his favourite fluffy towel waiting by the shower. You did all this before V woke up and snook back into bed to surprise him. Minutes before his alarm went off you gently woke him up by wiggling into his arms and pressing a kiss to his cheek. "It's nearly time to get up" you whispered and V stirred before his arms tightened around you "and you knew I'd want a cuddle with you before huh?" he asked "you're the best girlfriend" he said moving you onto his chest fully and you smiled. You wanted so desperately to tease him about what you'd planned but managed not to and it was so worth it seeing V walk around the apartment and get more and more excited at the things you'd done for him. When you dropped him off for work he was in a great mood and you felt so proud to see him smiling so brightly.

"So I'll meet you here at 6 but if you want to go out with the guys or anything that's totally fine" you told him and V nodded "okay!" but you saw him hesitate. "Hey, you're going to be amazing" you told him "you were born to do this and finally you're back. I know you can do this and I love you so much". V smiled, he always smiled when you said you loved him and you'd purposefully not said it for a few days purely for this moment. V's shoulders relaxed and he took your hand "I love you too" and he leaned forward to kiss you. You made sure to make it a good one and when you pulled back stayed close to him "knock them dead" you said and he grinned.

In that moment you knew without a doubt both your futures were going to be bright and you were going to succeed together because nothing in the world could stop you.

[smhtaehyung]

Ugliness of Complexity ➳  (1)

THIS IS A BEAUTY OF SIMPLICITY SEQUEL

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chapter 1 : loners meet again

➳ pairing: kim taehyung x reader

➳ genre: smut, angst, comedy(?)

➳ summary: after drifting apart from Taehyung after he moved to Seoul to study art, you meet him at the worst place possible. A party. Loners attend the dreaded party once again.

➳ word count: 4,5k 

It's funny how life seems so simple when you're a teenager. Everyone thinks there's some sort of a scheme that you must go through as an adult. A fixed idea perhaps that pushes you through life by setting a task for everything - studying in a stable field, finding a job, being in a loving relationship and all the other things that make life sound not so bad.

Once that passion for a stable life fades quickly, you are left with the pleasure of being young and young only. So naturally, life after high school seemed to change. But the change depended on different factors.

The loud sound of music in the living room invited you in a pleasing manner, given you went to parties every weekend since you decided to not care about studying at university anymore. You were failing, hard. Regardless of how underwhelming your local university was, the thought of going to Seoul and fitting in your fancy pants was the last thing you wanted to do. It seemed like Taehyung managed to shift easily to that lifestyle. Honestly, seemed like it was too easy for him. 

The thing was, Taehyung stopped calling three months after he moved, so the plan of seeing him on Christmas failed along with many other plans you two had.

You hated that still, after three whole years, the thought of him left a sour taste in your mouth. The feeling of betrayal was way too real and serious for it to be ignored or pushed to the side. So, you did what you unfortunately knew well - stayed at your town, got much more bitter and disappointed with yourself, and avoided any topics about Taehyung and Seoul. Hell, you even avoided his house and family by coming home through the back door. And that habit has been going on for years.

It wouldn't be fair to say that you were failing your studies and life plans because of Taehyung, but him not reaching out anymore certainly didn't help. Everything started to go downhill once you finally reached the cursed twenties and realized all the downsides to every life plan.

So, having fun every weekend was your way to cope with failure. Not a good way to deal with issues, but you were very aware of it.

The party you were at was in your neighborhood. It was one of your friends from university who was also very displeased with the whole educational system, especially in the medical field you both were studying. Still, she was a great company for you two to rant.

"Hey, I was looking for you." Jae hugged you tightly, already quite tipsy.

"You good? I brought some weed." You joked around, giving her a compelling look.

"Oh my god, finally! I met some people from Seoul, they didn't bring any! I thought they had the good stuff!"

"What do you mean you met some people from Seoul? Isn't this your house?" You giggled drunkenly, trying to crack the code.

"A friend of mine came and brought a few friends. If I knew they didn't have anything fancy to offer, I wouldn't have let them in, ugh." She scoffed.

Jae was sometimes too direct with her thoughts, especially when drunk, but most of the time she meant no harm. Some situations with her family screwed her over in life, causing her to become a huge opportunist. You admired her way of thinking sometimes, loving that she doesn't take shit from anyone.

"Let's go smoke." You immediately spoke, taking her hand and walking to the backyard. The music wasn't as loud anymore, and some people were standing by the pool, observing the lights coming from the water. See, Jae's parents had just put a new light system in her pool, causing the water to look neon blue. The color was impeccable, the water reflecting on the entire backyard.

"This is so cool!" You sat down by the pool, still feeling tipsy.

"I know, right? So glad the summer is approaching. Ugh, I can't wait to finish this stupid year." She sat down, giving you rolling paper and already rolled filter tip.

You sat down, beginning the drunken process of rolling a joint.

"Hopefully I finish this year just so I can say I finished something." You shook your head in disappointment, mixing the weed with the tobacco.

"I know how you feel. I was thinking of enrolling to a different college actually." Jae spoke truthfully.

A bad idea - You thought, knowing Jae gives up easily on most of the things.

As Jae was rambling about her many wishes that weren't that grounded or realistic, you managed to roll a joint, lighting it up immediately.

The sharp taste made your throat close up a bit mid sentence, but you still managed to speak your mind.

"I don't know. You can always try. All I know is, I'm not going to Seoul, no way."

"Why though?"

"I told you. People become assholes."

"One people." Jae drunkenly commented.

"He's just one of many." You talked about Tae, hating he was still a topic in your life.

"Well, I'm glad I didn't met him. He sounds awfully impressionable." Jae commented. After a few puffs, you passed her the joint, observing some people that hanged around the pool.

The strong smell of weed you were smoking made a few people's instincts tingle. Especially ones who were dying for a few puffs. Especially Taehyung.

You had no idea that the "few people from Seoul" who came to the party were Taehyung and a couple of his friends from his university that Jae knew well. Taehyung was mingling with people, meeting some old friends and enjoying the small talks just so he could prove he's not the fool everyone remembers him for. He drank a little bit only to ease the pressure of coming to his neighborhood after three years. His family visited him by traveling to Seoul, but Taehyung never really wanted to return back. Yet, after a couple of years, he was still hoping to run into you, but he had no words prepared as to what to say to you. And he hated himself for it. He hated to admit it, but the big city life really got to him, completely abandoning that teenager version of him that was filled with 90% of you.

He always thought you were made for Seoul by how eloquent you spoke and talked about all your intellectual interests and wonders about life. If you were to ask Taehyung, he always thought you should've studied humanistic sciences, like psychology or anthropology.

You knocked on the bathroom door. No answer. Thinking the bathroom wasn't occupied, you entered inside, only to be shocked at the view. If you weren't still haunted by Tae, during these intoxicated moments, you might have not recognized him. But, to your luck, you recognized Taehyung sitting by the window almost immediately. Not giving yourself any time to observe how the years changed him and his style, you reacted in shock, your mouth slightly parting.

Taehyung sobered up a little, for a brief second thinking he's been tripping balls due to somebody lacing his weed. Unfortunately, this is how he met you after all those years. It seemed as if Taehyung was hiding, wanting to smoke in peace, away from his Seoul friends.

"...hey, princess." Taehyung spoke out loud, hating how casual and nostalgic that sounded.

"I-You. What are you doing here?" You barely managed to speak your mind, thinking you were going to throw up from all the tension. Taehyung didn't really know what to answer, observing your quite smaller physique and more mature sense of style.

"Can we talk?" Taehyung finally focused, realizing he's been sitting in silence for a few seconds. The music from downstairs was distracting both of you. Especially since you were still standing by the door frame, not being able to step inside.

"No." You answered harshly, not being able to control your emotions. Taehyung didn't even let his brain redirect itself to the image of you leaving, but without a thought, he stormed after you, managing to follow you through the crowd. Once again, Taehyung felt like a teenager rushing after his dream girl, joint still in hand.

You exited through the back door, finding yourself in the backyard by the illuminating blue pool. Taehyung made you quite impressed because he was already standing in front of you, trying to confront you. His dark eyes were the most striking under this light, making you stop for a moment to observe his looks. He had matured quite a lot. His style seemed much more fancy and well dressed compared to how he used to look. The beret was screaming the stereotype "pompous artist" and his shoes were more shiny than the earrings on his left ear. Around his mouth you noticed a slight stubble, a clear indication to you that he was a fully fleshed grown man. His face matured, but those dark eyes always managed to bring out empathy from you. Even in this moment.  

"Go away." You scoffed, going to the other side of the pool, away from everyone including him.

Taehyung didn't realize it, but by following you, he stepped into a trap. A trap he found himself in before. People from the other side of the pool, which you recognized from your high school, were observing the two of you, starting to gossip all over again.

"What? Go away means something different in Seoul?" You provoked in a thick accent.

Taehyung kept silent, hating that no words could sound right in that moment. He knew that whatever he said, he would just feel ashamed.

You started to notice people looking at you.

"I don't want this attention." You sat by the pool, taking a joint from his hand and lighting it up to calm your nerves.

"Don't you think we're passed that?" Taehyung spoke, immediately regretting it after seeing your reaction.

"No, because you ran away from it. I had to face all of them months, YEARS later." You emphasized, hating how provoking you sounded.

"I'm sorry. I'm-I'm trying-" Taehyung sat down a bit too close to you, making you scoot to the opposite side.

"Can we just smoke this in peace and not talk about this?" You cut him off, inhaling another smoke and passing him the joint. It sure looked like the old days, but didn't feel like it.

Taehyung nodded, happy to just be around. He was well aware of how much he fucked up after seeing you like this, and he truly hated himself for it.

The thing was, Taehyung thought, like all teenagers, that life would sort of fall into the right place without much work. Unfortunately, even though he was good with his studies, he neglected one of the most important things in his life - where he came from. He tried to disassociate from his old self, but didn't realize it left many scars.

You were sitting in silence, waiting for him to smoke faster so you could leave to prove some kind of superior role you felt the need to have over him. Objectively, it was weird seeing two ex best friends who haven't seen each other in years smoke joints in absolute silence. It was so much different than how it used to be. You were angry Taehyung was involved in most of your life. Sitting in silence by a person who saw you laugh, cry, masturbate, and was present to hear all your stupid questions. A person who took your first kiss and virginity and who decided to show you off in front of the entire school instead of hiding you. And you admired him for it, but a new found ego tripper fighting with a stubborn defensive girl he used to know was a new reality.

"You look so...small."He took a deep breath, his dull tone catching you off guard. It wss these weird comments that made you dig for Taehyung inside this man who looked awfully similar to him.

"Thanks. Ass and thighs are still here, can't get rid of them." You were showing off a little bit, hoping he'd feel bad.

"Then don't." His words made you roll your eyes. It made Taehyung break a slight smile before passing you the joint.

"I take it back, you are exactly the same, without the whole fancy coat, nice shoes get up and that god awful sterile accent." You inhaled deeply, not even noticing how quickly his smile faded.

"I find that quite offensive." He spoke more eloquently, trying to avoid an argument. You took a few puffs, passing him the joint that was almost done, saving him a few puffs. You got up without a comment.

"Are you seriously leaving now?" Taehyung was staring at you from the ground, his eyes desperate. You noticed Jae looking at you with a concerned look. It did seem as if she cracked the code.

"Hey, we had the dreaded reunion joint, nice catching up with you. See you around." You managed to spoke casually, thanking heavens you weren't sober in that moment because you knew you'd be overthinking everything hard.

It was weird to act this way in front of him, but sitting next to Taehyung after a few years made you realize how much his whole aura and persona changed, and you didn't like that one bit.

Taehyung watched you walk away, hating how casual you looked. However, he knew exactly what you were feeling.

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Slightly hungover from the previous night, you woke up Saturday morning, hearing some louder thuds come from downstairs. Your parents were discussing some sort of a packing plan really loudly.

"God, I have to move out." You spoke out loud, always saying that same sentence every time you realized you were too old to be woken up on a hangover Saturday morning by your parents. Didn't feel as if you matured completely.

You stumbled downstairs, trying to seem as if you weren't so hungover, but your puffy face and big dark circles around your eyes were more impactful than your fake well rested act.

As soon as you entered the living room they stopped packing a small suitcase behind them.

"What are you guys doing?" Your tone did not sound impressed or positive at all.

"Well, you don't have to go with us, but I think I'd be good if you did come." Your dad tried to get straight to the point only to be cut off by your mom to explain it fully.

"Since the warm weather finally came, we're going to the beach house! We've invited Taehyung and his parents too, and I think It'd be good for you too to finally catch up...talk...straighten some issues. And, it's just a three hour drive. We'll be back by Tuesday!" Your mother tried to present her idea to you to the best of her abilities, given she was a very bright woman who had a positive outlook on life.

The thing was, you hated to imagine Taehyung being there. Growing up, the two families would always go to the beach house owned by your parents. As kids, you loved the seaside, playing around while your parents were hanging out by the terrace, drinking wine and talk for hours. As kids, you were quite often bored, which lead you to sneak around them and prank them with silly things. It was those nostalgic moments that popped into your head as your mother was talking.

"I don't know. Not in the mood to hang out with him." You poured yourself some juice, making them approach you closer to persuade you.

"Honey, it's a family trip as well. We haven't been to the seaside in a while. We'd really love you to go." Your mother spoke softly. You were very appreciative of your gentle parents, even though it was making everything harder for you. You took a few deep breaths.

"Fine. Don't expect me to avoid snide comments towards him. I'm going because of you two." Your tone made them both sigh in relief.

Little did you know, Taehyung was having almost the exact conversation with his parents over at his house, however Taehyung didn't wake up hungover.

"I don't know! She was so rude to me. I don't think it's a good idea for me to come on this trip." He was eating the breakfast with his dad, his mom hastily packing her stuff.

"Give it time! I know it's been bothering you, but I think it will play out fine. I mean, this is not your first big fight." His mother added

Exhausted by his parents trying to persuade him, Taehyung finally gave up.

"Fine. I'll go. Don't expect no awkward moments though. She won't budge at your sweetness." He scoffed a little, but just agreeing to the plan alone made them quite happy.  

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The dreaded hour as came. It was around 9 am and your hangover wasn't getting any better. You put on your sunglasses, took a large bottle of water with you to the car and hoped for the best. Unfortunately, you met up with Taehyung and his parents. You were disappointed once you noticed his sister wasn't coming. You really felt the need to have her there. You felt like she's understand your side better.

After greeting his parents in the most welcoming way possible, you turned to Taehyung. Your parents were having small talk, accidentally leaving you alone to speak to each other

"You? Again?" Your scoffed at Tae taking a few sips of your water.

"Nice to see you too." He rested his back on the car, turning so he would face the front, not you.

"You look...hungover." He commented, making you roll your eyes.

"You look...small, you look...hungover. Your descriptions are really getting worse each second." You mocked his deep blunt voice, trying to make him feel dumb.

"Who are you? I don't even recognize you anymore." You never heard him speak in such a disappointed tone.

"Could say the same." You got into the car, not letting him say anything back to you. Your parents noticed Taehyung rolling his eyes, sighing to themselves once seeing how much you distanced away from each other.

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After a whole day of pretending Taehyung's presence wasn't bothering you in front of your families, you finally found some quiet time. Thankfully, everyone was busy with making lunch and dinner and unpacking, so you felt as if you dodged the bullet of the first day. The first had to be the most awkward day, right?

You did catch a glimpse of Taehyung's physique every now and then. You hated how good he looked. You didn't know that Taehyung did the same. He was drooling the entire day because of you, wanting to impress you or just get you to talk to him, you didn't budge.

The dinner was the most awkward thing that happened that day. Mainly because you had to sit opposite Taehyung in complete silence while your parents were discussing something you two had no interest in. Taehyung really kept his eyes fixed on you the entire time. It made you very confused.

Finally, the after hours came. Your favorite part of the day. The moment the entire house turned silent you felt relief. You no longer didn't need to act a certain way. You no longer needed an excuse to be angry at Tae. However, feeling his presence in the house was stress inducing enough. 

You finally unpacked some of your stuff and rolled yourself a joint to smoke before dozing off to sleep. The balcony looked very beautiful under the stars reflecting the light. You walked outside, breathing in the clear air. You enjoyed the soft wind that played with your hair and your dress under your cardigan. After Taehyung left your town, you had to learn how to get high alone. Granted, it wasn't as fun anymore, but smoking and getting high alone really influenced your outlook on life. it was those thoughts that deepened your perspective on the whole situation and made you really stand up for yourself. However, you really missed smoking and just having fun, feeling dumb and young and free. Somehow, that without Tae turned into a depressing bad habit.

After a few minutes of you nervously smoking the joint on the balcony, you heard a few timid knocks. Thinking it was your parents, you tried to cover your hand by hiding it behind your back. Your sighed once you saw Taehyung opening the glass doors, his posture slouched down.

"Can't you just leave me alone?" You scoffed, turning your back to him to continue smoking.

"Actually, I can't. Your room has a balcony. I want to smoke too." He pulled a joint from his pocket.

You really wanted to suggest him to go smoke outside, but given how clumsy Taehyung was, he would've accidentally push something over and cause a ruckus either coming back to his room high, or getting down there to smoke one in the first place. So, naturally, you wanted to avoid a disaster by dealing with a smaller one.

"If we can't break the ice, let's smoke it." Taehyung tried to quote a movie, the illogical sentence making you giggle. Taehyung felt success in making you laugh.

"A Beautiful Mind? Really, you watch movies like those now?" You giggled, resting your arms on the balcony fence.

Taehyung managed to get closer to you, realizing how much he missed you in moments like these. Just the two of you under a cold breeze night at the beach, smoking and enjoying the high. He only wished for you to get softer towards him. So, as Taehyung stared at you, he tried his hardest to soften you down, hoping he wouldn't say anything wrong.

"Well, kind of over the whole phase of "let's watch Final Destination when we're high of our asses" He giggled to himself.

"Touche."

"You wanna watch something later?"

You stared at Taehyung's question, hating how smooth he sounded.

"No."

On the other side, Taehyung really hated how blunt you sounded.

"Then before you go to bed, care to share if something happened in your life while I was gone?" He whispered, catching eye contact with you.

"Wouldn't you have asked before if you really cared?" You were inhaling nervously.

"I'm sorry, I know. I was just-" He tried to make an excuse, moving closer to you.

Taehyung's mind was overwhelming him. He began the worst word vomit, not being able to stop. "I panicked. I was so overwhelmed with Seoul and I was stupid for stopping texting and calling you. I never forgot about you. I just...felt as if you were doing better now that I was gone. The texts from you too. And-and It all started feeling distant. So I felt as if it was better for me to just let you be. Away from my own foolishness. I'm just-I'm sorry for hurting you. And I missed you so much and still am, even though you're here." Taehyung spoke in a very eloquent manner, making you feel quite proud that he expanded his poor vocabulary from three years ago. You hated how much his Seoul accent showed though, loving his old accent more.

"Tae, I don't know what to tell you. I'm still mad. I think this last 24 hours have been way too overwhelming for me. I can't not be mad at you." You finished smoking, putting it out. "Just, don't you have the need to touch me, hug me?" "I don't know, it's confusing. What, you have nobody to touch so you're lonely?" Your high mind completely understood his words in a wrong way. "What? No, not in that way." He turned to look at you.

"I didn't mean-I have a crush back at Seoul, okay? I wanted to ask you if all this means something to you. Like being here, does that mean anything?" Taehyung's old way of speaking poked through, making you realize he only spoke this way when high and slightly confused.

"Wow, I am getting nostalgic with you mentioning all your crushes." You sarcastically said. Taehyung ignored your comment, hating how you never took his crushes seriously. In a way, he hated he couldn't take them seriously too, so he understood and hated himself for what you said.

On the other end, you hated he mentioned that.

"What about you?" He asked, his eyes flickering with a tint of curiosity in them. You sighed, obliging his question, giving into the conversation.

"Nobody. Got out of a relationship recently." You spoke almost immediately.

"How long?"

"Two and a half. Didn't work out in the end though." You looked down, trying not to show too much emotions in front of a young man who almost completely became a stranger to you now.

"Is it someone from the neighborhood?" Taehyung asked a question which made you gulp a little bit. You almost had a feeling as if he knew who you were talking about.

  It was the guy he hated the most at parties, certainly because of how he groped your thighs roughly and never gave a second to appreciate your soft lips. It was Hoseok. After Tae left for Seoul, you found yourself so angry and sad that you entered a relationship just to spite him, even though he had no idea and neither did Hoseok.

But soon enough, it really did turn into love, even though it took you two a whole year of an established friends with benefits relationship. He too fell for your charms, and hated when he heard how Taehyung left you all alone with no text, call or even a postcard as silly as it sounded. Hoseok's touches became softer and full of love. The parties were fun at the start too, but during your weight loss, you found yourself so insecure when Hoseok would chat with other girls that you thought were much prettier than you.

But as much fun as it was, drinking and weed became your occupation, so studying was difficult too. You knew you had to call it quits before it escalated. The drifting away from him part was the main thing that told you it was over. The flare was gone, so both of you agreed to stay friends, even though you haven't heard of him in a while. Classic.

"You remember Hoseok, right?" You asked in a manner that wasn't intended with provocation, hoping Taehyung wouldn't judge you.

"That scum? Really? How naive are you? He's such a narcissistic idiot." Taehyung's accent was filled with arrogance.

You started to feel anger creep up on you. "You have no idea how much he helped me after you left, so stop talking shit, Tae. Hobi really changed. People change after high school for good unlike some." You started walking away from him.

"Hobi." He scoffed at your endearing nickname as he watched you walk away.

"Just stop. I don't know why you're acting as if you weren't a fool in high school and as if you're better than him." You scoffed again to which he just stayed silent for a while, picking his words wisely. Taehyung followed you into the room.

"I'm sorry, I just hoped while I was gone that you were going to find someone who I thought was right for you. Please don't cut me off, I want to say a few more things." He stopped you before you even could cut him off.

"No, this is not one of those conversations we have when we'd get high. Not happening." You turned around only to look at him. Taehyung was truly standing way too close to you, his strong perfume hitting you. His lips barely parted, only to catch some air that left his lungs. He felt so tense standing this close, but that exact feeling made you both stand in silence for a couple of seconds. Number of words that could be said in that moment were scarce.

"I-I think you should leave." You stepped away from him, sitting on your bed.

"Can I ask you for a favor?" He walked towards the door.

"What?"

"Let's do this again tomorrow." He slightly smiled, leaving your room.

Fuck. - you thought to yourself.

[sailoryooons]

Bust | KTH | (m)

☾ Pairing: Heistman!Taehyung x f. Reader

☾ Summary: Seeing a beautiful man in the middle of a bank robbery is unusual. Seeing him again afterward is even more unlikely… and yet not unlucky. 

☾ Word Count: 2,211

☾ Genre: Criminal, Smut, PWP

☾ Rating: 18+ Minors are strictly prohibited from engaging and reading this content. It contains explicit content and any minors discovered reading or engaging with this work will be blocked immediately. 

☾ Warnings: Bank robbery, light depiction of fear/anxiety, mentions of poor financial situations and money-related stress, recreational drinking, ‘good girl’ petname, explicit language, sexually explicit content including oral (f. receiving), biting, spanking, implied body worship kind of, a hint of overstim, bodily fluids and cum-eating. 

☾ Published: Monday, January 15, 2024

☾ A/N: This is an idea I randomly spoke about forever ago in a TikTok DM with @gimmethatagustd and this is strictly written to ruin their entire life tonight. I hope it works idk osifodigjoijg. 

☾ A/N 2: Tonight is number four for my 100 Drabble Challenge and I rolled number 24 for criminals! I hope you enjoy my depraved thoughts of Taehyung in that GOD DAMN SQUID GAME OUTFIT AT PTD. MY MASK KINK DOESN’T MAKE AN APPEARANCE BUT BE FUCKING SURE IT WILL ONE DAY. HE MADE ME INSANE. 

☾ Disclaimer: All members of BTS are faces and name claims for this story. This is entirely a work of fiction and by no means is meant to be a projection, judgment or representation of real-life people. Any scenarios or representations of the people and places mentioned in works are not representative of real-life scenarios.

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Sweat beads down your back, the trickle of it slower than the clock ticking above your head. Time seems to slow as you sit on a carpet that hasn’t been steam cleaned since the 80s and push yourself against the wall, eyes glued to the open vault. 

It had happened so fast and yet now, it’s like it can’t be over fast enough. Each second that ticks by feels like it takes a year. You cannot hear the chatter of the men inside the vault, but their harsh whispers raise goosebumps on your skin.

At least they haven’t noticed you. Not that you would do much, anyway. You have no intention of going over to push the alarm by the door, too afraid to alert the armed man who stands just outside the vault room on the other side, and far too underpaid to risk your life for a financial institution. 

For a moment, you wish it were you robbing the damned bank. Maybe you could pay off the student loans on your degree you’re not using and run the heating in your apartment during the winter instead of bundling up in several layers. 

Your momentary lapse of delusion passes as the men rush out of the vault, duffles in hand. They’re all dressed in red, black masks covering their faces with shapes on them. You’re vaguely aware that the costume belongs to some sort of show you saw online, but you can’t place them.

Perhaps you’ll watch it now.

“Hurry up,” one of the men barks toward the vault. There had been three inside, but only two came out. “Grab the last and let’s go. Two minutes left.”

They’re gone in an instant. Your eyes dart back to the vault where you can hear the last person inside. Glancing at the clock, you watch the seconds tick by. 

Ten seconds. Fifteen. Thirty. A minute. 

A man dressed in a red suit, hood pulled over his head comes out of the vault. As he slugs it shut with one arm, the bag on his shoulder droops, spilling the contents inside out onto the floor. Bands of cash fall out, thudding around his feet. He swears loudly and bends over, back slipping more to drop cash on the ground.

In his frustration, he crouches and tips the mask up a fraction, shielding his face from the camera above but not from you, huddled on the floor a few feet away.

Your heart skips. The thief is beautiful. Dark eyes focused on his task, a wide nose that fits perfectly on a symmetrical face with high cheekbones, a sharp jawline, and a pursed mouth. There’s a flush in his face from the heat, the tip of his nose an endearing shade of rose.

As if sensing your gaze, his head snaps up. You cower against the wall, realizing now that you’ve seen his face, you’ve doomed yourself. He stalls completely, gloved hand hovering over the cash, eyes boring into you. He arches a brow as if to ask you a question and you respond by shaking your head. 

The thief gives you a cocky grin, nodding before he finishes picking up the money and tossing it into the bag. He looks at you again, a smirk on full display before he winks and pulls the mask back down. “Good girl,” he purrs. “I like that.” 

Despite the situation, your stomach flips. He stands and rushes out, lingering by the door for a second longer to stare at you through the black mask. You can’t see his face, but you know you’ll never forget it, pretty as an angel, dangerous as a devil. 

When the group is gone, you wait in silence, only the pumping of your heart to keep you company. When the cops come and ply you with questions all you can do is shake your head repeatedly. 

I was too scared. I can’t remember. 

-

I was too scared. I can’t remember. 

It is the same thing you tell investigators for nearly two months. Just when you think they won’t keep asking what the man looked like, they finally drop it, handing over the robbery details to the FBI. They were at least a little less callous, caring a little less about how many questions you answered. 

If you had to guess, your unimpressive financial situation even after the robbery was significant enough that you weren’t involved with the robbery. 

It’s hard not to wish you had been. The straw in your mouth belongs to a drink that is far too expensive for you to not wince and it barely tastes like anything. At this rate, you know you won’t get a buzz. You’d love alcohol to take the edge off of the loud club music or loosen you up a bit, but you’re resigned to being sober for the rest of your friend's birthday. 

Around you is a gaggle of men and women, both people you know and new faces trying to pick up your friends. Anyone trying to hit on you has already decided you’re far too grumpy to waste time on, most of their backs facing you as people shout over the music about working in finance.

You wonder if they also rob banks in their spare time. It makes you grin, thinking fondly about the thief once again. You do that a lot.  

Sipping the drink, you glance at your phone. It’s been an hour since you arrived, but you’re wondering if enough time has reasonably passed to excuse yourself. Tomorrow is one of your few days off and you intend to spend it lounging on the couch watching TV instead of nursing a headache.

Someone slides into the space at the bar next to you. You don’t glance up at them, spinning your skinny cocktail straw absently as you stare at the melted ice of your Long Island iced tea. You hoped that once it melted it would turn into a second drink, but it hasn’t. Cold, bitter water it is, then. 

“Why the long face?” You frown at the vaguely familiar voice and glance up, freezing. 

Mr. Bank Robber looks down at you, cocking his head to the side with a wolfish grin. Your mouth pops open in surprise, leaning back a little as you drink him in. This close, he is far more beautiful than you remember, the edges and shadows of his face like a carefully painted fresco. Michelangelo could hardly be talented enough to capture this. 

“You,” you whisper, his grin spreading further. 

“Have we met?” he leans on the bar, dressed in all black. You eye the three-piece suit and the glinting diamonds in the cuff links. His clothes are far finer than anything anyone else is wearing and when you breathe in sharply, you smell a hint of woody cologne. His dark hair is slicked back and you catch the dainty hoop earrings in his lobes. You like the juxtaposition. 

“You know we have.” He tongues the inside of his cheek, turning his head to order with the bartender. His eyes stray to you, raising a brow. You supply him with your answer, “A long island.”

The bartender nods, momentarily stupefied by the heistman’s beauty before walking over to the POS, tapping the screen with the speed and aggression unique to bartenders. 

“Kind of a shitty club,” he mentions, looking around over the top of your head. Sweat clings to your lower back, your mouth growing dry as you watch colors splash on his face. “Your face is too pretty for a place like this.”

“Is that so?” 

“Mhmm.” The bartender puts the drinks on the counter and the man gives him cash, signaling to keep the change. The bartender raises a brow but says nothing, taking the money as he goes. “What’s your name?”

“You probably already know it.” He cocks his head to the side. “I’m sure you looked me up to see if I was a threat or watched me to see what I’d do.”

“You watch too many heist movies.”

“Maybe I watch just enough.”

He laughs at that and your lips twitch. It’s rich, making his face intimidating as he gives you a wide smile and shakes his head. “Alright, maybe you’re right.”

“Can I know your name?”

“For the right price.”

“My silence was a pretty petty, no?”

He bites his bottom lip, eyes dipping down and back up. You sip your drink, feeling a flush of warmth unfurl in your body, most notably between your legs. “I like you.”

“You have to like me. I know your secret.” 

Leaning forward, he ducks down so that he’s murmuring into your ear, hot breath ghosting your skin and making you tremble. “Want to hear more?” Your eyelids flutter as he waits, skin buzzing at his sudden proximity. You nod, feeling lightheaded. “My name is Taehyung. Want to get out of here?”

-

“Fuck,” Taehyung growls, hands skimming your bare sides. You can’t keep still under his gaze, hips squirming and fingers twisting in the sheets. His mouth is swollen and covered in your spit, his eyes blown as a large hand scrapes down to your thigh where he gives you a good slap. “I knew you were a good girl.”

A moan trips out of your mouth. Your thigh stings where he slapped you but he soothes it with the easy back-and-forth motion of his hand, his fingers digging into your flesh. Taehyung is a man starved, having littered your body with harsh kisses and bites, nearly breaking the skin.

You don’t care. You’re feverish for him, room spinning as you sprawl on his soft sheets in a hotel room that is far nicer than anything you’ve ever been in. You burn up like a star, core raging as Taehyung leans back down, pressing your naked thighs open for him as he sucks the skin of your chest between his teeth.

Everything aches. You want him so bad that you feel a cry come out of your mouth, lips wobbling as he laughs against your skin, sinking lower and lower, mouth loud as he sucks at your skin, tongue brushing over the sting of his teeth. 

“Does my good girl need her pussy eaten?” Taehyung rasps, looking up at you where he kneels between your legs. “Is that why you’re crying, hmm?”

Taehyung looks like something out of a thriller. His eyes are dark and hungry, his shadowed face becoming some sort of demon of lust. He’s what you would imagine a dark god. A bacchanal devil, a creature made for sin. 

All you can do is nod in response, feeling Taehyung’s vicious grip on your thighs as he presses you further, your muscles stretching. The strain feels good, as does the slow drip of your cunt down the curve of your ass mixed with his breath.

“So messy,” he murmurs, leaning forward and blowing cool air on your sticky folds. You squirm, the sensation sending you into overdrive as you twist your head to the side, eyes squeezed shut. He’s barely done a thing and you’re worked up more than you can ever recall. “Pretty.”

The slow, soft press of Taehyung’s tongue through your pussy makes you sag. It’s the relief that you so desperately needed, eyes rolling back as he circles your clit and drags his tongue back down. Taehyung is slow as he eats you out, tongue savoring every drop you can give him.

He taps your thigh, drawing your attention to him. He smirks as his tongue dips into your entrance, dragging back up to swirl around your throbbing bud a few times.

It’s impossible to tear your eyes away once you’re watching. Taehyung keeps his razor-sharp gaze on you, bringing his mouth fully to your cunt as he sucks eagerly. There is a rhythm to the curl of his tongue and the sharp suck of his lips, the wet smack of his ministrations driving you crazy.

“Mmm,” he hums, pressing his face in further. He’s messy with it, his jaw and nose covered in shiny slick. He laughs throatily when your back comes off the bed, thighs shaking. “Such a good pussy, just like I knew it would be.”

It feels too hot in the room. Your breaths are coming in too fast and there’s nothing you can do to catch it, Taehyung working you up to a frenzied, frenetic orgasm. You can feel your heartbeat in your ears, pumping so hard that you think you might need to stop.

And then you break.

Your body seizes as you come, a scream ripping through your mouth as Taehyung slurps hungrily at your mess, spurred by your release. You can’t stop shaking as he dives in, unwilling to stop until you’re babbling, nearly lifeless as the orgasm teeters into overstimulation. 

Only then does Taehyung pull his mouth away, trailing wet, cum-spit kisses on your inner thigh, nipping your thigh here and there. 

“Think you can take more?” he asks, slurring his words against your thigh. “Think you can take my cock.” 

You nod eagerly, hand letting go of the sheets and reaching toward him. “Yes.”

“Mmm good. I’m about to bust.” He bites your knee. “And I don’t mean a bank, this time.” 

[mggsv]

I DONT SMOKE

playboy! j. jungkook x f!black reader || (18+) || reblogs would be appreciated!

warnings : college party, mentions of smoking, smoking, smut, slight spanking, smoking during sex

You hated partying. Not entirely..you’d have fun but it dies down quickly when you had no one to talk to. Boring.

You could stay inside and watch the smoke in the air, drinks ultimately being spilled, and sweaty bodies dancing and getting it on in the corner, or you could stay out outside of the large house.

Being in college was truly an experience for you. You just hated that it wasn’t as exciting for you as the movies made it out to be. “Fuck..” You scratch your head, groaning while pulling out your phone to get an uber. Campus wasn’t too far away.

“Ahshit- damnit.” You hear a faint curse, followed by failed attempts of a lighter being struck. Eyes followed the sound, and you couldn’t have regretted it more. Jeon Jungkook. It’s his party after all. Another reason why you didn’t want to be there.

You didn’t know him personally- only having met a few times. He couldn’t even remember your name if you offered $50. He was a lot of things your disliked. A playboy, a smoker, a hardcore party thrower. Not only that- he does it often, and the girls who brag about how good he is in bed…disgusting.

Now, it wasn’t you trying to put yourself up. You weren’t exactly an innocent person. You enjoyed drinking when in the mood, and you’ve slept with a few people. It’s just him. Bumping into each other became so tiresome for you that you changed route’s to your classes. Him generally just not giving a fuck is what pissed you off.

But now? Now he looks up from his cigarette. Now he slowly starts walking towards you, and you started to wish you had ordered that uber instead of being curious.

“Hey- do you have a light?”

“I don’t.” you hum, looking away from those eyes. Everything about the man was just..stunning, that you could admit. Down to the piercings on his lips to the ones in his ears, and onward to his tattoos and hair that curled past his ears. Truly a beauty. You clear your throat as you tapped your foot impatiently, phone somehow slipping into your pocket.

“Why not?” He asks, getting closer. Jungkook was..a curious one. He could snuff you out in an instant, from his view he knew you didn’t have a lighter.

“Why don’t you have a spare? Coming out here knowing your lighter didn’t work. Honestly, seems to me like you came outside and found an excuse to talk to me.” You found yourself grinning, but looking off to the side. Jungkook almost laughed, covered by a chuckle. Rocking on his heels, he sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Was it that obvious?”

I don’t like you. You wanted to say. Everyone knew you didn’t smoke, including him. You could be a party girl if you kept to it. It’s only on nights like this where you reject every pass made at you.

“I don’t smoke.” You sigh, defeated by your will to stay. “Then let’s get a drink.” he counters, smiling. Cheeky bastard.

“Not in the mood.” It was a game at this point. He wanted you, but you didn’t want to be his girl for the night. You didn’t do hookups. No one night stands. Anyone you’ve ever given your body to has stayed for at least a while. Knowing Jungkook he’d never commit.

“Let me drive you home then.” His hand snaked around your waist. “I have an uber coming-“

“Then i’ll wait out here with you.”

“Christ Jeon.” He starts laughing, and you couldn’t help but do the same. He does however, lean into your shoulder. You shiver at the coldness of the metal on his lip. “Let me take you back inside.”

No. you would day no. You didn’t like him, he’s a whore, and you have morals. You’re a woman of society! A man of his..whatever- would not influence you.

~

“Right..r-right there..” You did not say no. Face tucked into Jungkook’s pillow as his cock slipped into your folds once more, tip touching that spot inside of you that sent you over the edge. It’s been so long… “Oh!” You gasp, shuddering at the feeling of his slipping past your rings, and out..and in.

“Fuck..you feels so good. So good f’me hm?” He hums, pulling your hips back onto his cock, fully bottoming out inside of you while everything rested there..deep inside. “hm?” he asks once more, in a hum. He goes to give a slight smack to your ass, watching how it recoiled back. He was enchanted to say the least. From the very first time his eyes landed on your brown ones. Infatuated with every little thing you’ve done. And finally, he go you.

“Yes! y-yes..” You felt your eyes flutter as they rolled back, tips of his fingers stroking at your sensitive clit. Pussy swallowing around his thick cock. “Taking me in so well.” You’re his favorite girl. You weren’t aware, but mentally he was already thinking of the next time he’d get you like this. Ass up while he fucked you until the party’s over.

The thought of the party still going on while he plowed into you turned Jungkook on so much. “S-shit.” Pussy drunk was an amazing feeling, he didn’t get that feeling often.

Jungkook found himself reaching for the lonely cigarette and spare lighter from his headboard. Giving another smack to your ass- making you yelp- he strikes the lighter. You lift your head at the sound, looking back at him. Your face flushed, eyes watery, still, you fucked yourself on his length. He light the cigarette, the smoke seeping from his lips while he tipped his head back.

“Wanna hit?” he smirks, taking it from his mouth and trying to put it between your lips. You could kill him.

[c0llisiion]

ATTENTION — K.TH

★Pairing: kim Taehyung + f!reader

★Genre: smut

★: exes , kinda toxic ig , bigdickdom!tae , choking, slight exhibitionism , reader is lowkey bipolar , angry sex/make up sex (they just went through a breakup) , mirror sex , oral, slapping, creampie , unprotected sex (please practice safe sex!) name calling, degradation, kth is kinda mean — lmk if i missed any! ^^

★W/C: 2,435

A/N: HIIIIIIII!!!!!! so yes another kth fic :’) its been a while so that’s justified! This is actually one of my first fics i ever wrote nd i found it rotting in my notes so i decided to tweak it up and post :3 (the og was shit.) will finally be able to post more often <3 anyways enjoy! Hope you like itttt

☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★ MDNI. Please refrain from reading if the topics make you uncomfortable. ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★

Loud music was blasting throughout the crowded club. It was a huge party, hosted by one of your closest friend. There were people dancing, drinking, and giving men lap dances. It was a wild one!

You were dancing hard with your girlfriends. Those few shots you took finally hit you. 

You were approached by your friend, while having the time of your life "Hey, bae, there is someone you might like to see.." You stopped and focused on what she was saying "Who?" You inquired. She pointed out a man sitting in one of the booths. He was talking to another familiar man and didn't seem to notice you. You stood there, staring at the man in a suit with a few of his buttons undone. You were, honestly, in disbelief. This day is truly one for the history books.

"Taehyung..." You stood there wide-eyed. "Hell yeah, girly, I invited him for you and you only," she said with a smug smirk. "Go on, bae, get your tiger!" She nudged. "I-i-" you stammered. "come onnn ,, stop being a fucking pussy and go talk to him!!" She started shoving you in his direction. You stayed put, not letting her push you more. "Dude, for god's sake! It's going to be so awkward!" You turned around to face your clearly drunk friend. "Bitch, you were the one that was venting to me about how you wanted to see him almost every day since you broke up!" She countered. What she said was right. You were venting to her every day, nonstop, from the day you broke it off with him. "I-I had confidence that time..! But I don't think i will be able to show that same confidence .." Your friend narrowed her eyes at you. "PUSSY!" She shouted in your face. You both giggled it off before she spoke up. "Well if you are not comfortable yet, then it's fine. I heard that he already has a new girlfrien-" "what?" Your ears perked up. "Wdym what? Did you not hear? Apparently he is fucking that hot chick , aeri from back then; she had approached him two days after you broke up, and they have been dating ever since." You look back at the man clad in a blue suit with a white button up underneath before letting out an angry scoff, "What a bastard..." 

"Its time to get that bastard back into your life," your friend winked at you. 

"Heeeyyyy, Taehyung! How is the party going for you?" Your friend approached him, stumbling slightly. "It's going well! I'm having so much fun!" Taehyung said it with excitement. "Ouu, I'm glad to hear! Ykw, do you want to join us on the dance floor?" Your friend batted her eyelashes at him, baiting him into joining her. "haha imma pass!"  " Cooommeee oooonnnn, it’s going to be fun, Taehyung" she begged for him to join her, and he eventually did after much persuasion. He joined the dance floor and was quickly hoarded by hot girls who definitely wanted to get laid by him. After a moment, his eyes landed on someone he knew. It was you. You were with another man, kissing, hands around his neck, and swaying your hips in a very sultry way. You broke off the kiss and glanced to your side. He was standing there. A woman was holding his face in her hands, trying to get him out of his trance. You could feel the rage that was radiating off of him. You smirked and dragged your mister to the bar. You let him buy you a few drinks before eventually letting him go.

You were drinking your third shot of tequila when he approached you. "It's funny to see you here." You turned around to see the tall figure of Taehyung looking down at you. You almost choked on the alcohol. "It's my best friend's birthday; of course I will be here, dumbass!" You tapped the glass on the counter, signaling for the bartender to pour you another. Taehyung walked over to the empty seat next to you. "So what's up?" You inquired while waiting. "Oh, nothing much; Daddy has been pressuring me to start staying stable." You snorted. " 'daddy' PFFFTTT" . Taehyung looked at you blankly. The bartender poured you a glass, and before you could down it all, Taehyung snatched the shot glass, drinking every last bit, and placed it on the counter. "Yeah 'daddy'” "Omg, you are literally so insufferable." You said it dramatically. "Idek how that aeri bitch is even with you," Taehyung shot up. "What aeri?" He said plainly like he had no idea what you were talking about. You looked at him in shock. "You are dating aeri right?" You asked for reassurance. He scoffed it off. " pff- you really think i would date a hoe like aeri? Never in a million years." He rolled his eyes and chuckled. " B-but .. f/n said you guys are fucking around..??" "That is true, though," your face drowned. "Like, we only hooked up once, and you know what? She is not the person she says she is. One of the worst fuckings I have ever done," you giggled. "Who was your best?" You asked him randomly. "You." Your cheeks turned pink almost immediately. You could feel him looking at you. Eyeing your entire body. "You look good today," he complimented you. "Don't I always look good?" You joked. He chuckled, looking down. You both were staring at each other with love and lust. "I miss you" had accidentally slipped your mouth. Curse you for drinking too much! You quickly covered your mouth in disbelief at what just came out. "What?" He looked at you. "Ah ah nothing, nevermind!!" You brushed it off as quickly as you could. He looked at you with his eyebrow quirked up. "Aha i think i gotta go... f/n is calling me haha". There was a slight stutter in your speech. You got up, and before you could leave the bar, he grabbed you by your wrist, turned you around, and kissed you. You were shocked. Your hands were on his chest while he kissed you with passion. "I missed you too, baby.." The bomb dropped. Your mind went blank. "But tae.." "Please, baby, take me back. I promise to change this time. I just really need you. I don't want anyone else." You looked at him with guilt. But this was the same statement he would always give. 'i will change’ 'I will do better' 'take me back'. You were unsure of what to feel. All these months, you missed him, and now? 

"Tae you know we can't. You always say this but you never change. Just cut the act off." He let go of your waist. "I miss you, baby. I really do. And im sorry for all-" "shush. I don't want to hear another apology. You are never sorry." As much as you love and miss Taehyung. His personality is the biggest turn off. He had broken your trust multiple times, and whenever you would break up, he would come up with the same shit, and you were there to accept his lame apologies. But not this time. You took some time to think about it, and you came to the conclusion that it was best for you not to take him back. 

"Have a goodnight." You said it sternly before turning away. "You are really going to leave me, huh?" Taehyung started following you. "I left you months ago, Taehyung." His gaze went from soft to the familiar, mean one. "You said you missed me!" He pulled you by your arm, turning you back around to face him. "It's for the better! For both of us! You know we are never going to work out!" You countered. "Oh yeah, for the 'better' , I know you will come right back to me. Quit acting, y/n. As soon as my dick enters your desperate cunt, you will be with me once again like the slut you are." His hands went around your waist once again. Mere inches separate you both. Whatever he said was true. You break up. Meet up a few weeks or days later. Fuck, and then back together. The same cycle over and over again. You couldn't get enough of him. “Let’s not play fool again.” He said in a manipulative tone. You were resisting his manipulation, but you gave in. Your lips smashed into his aggressively. He chuckled at your instinct. "Yeah, that's what I fucking thought." He said it in between the kiss.

He rushed you into the club washroom and locked the door. There was absolute rage radiating off of you guys. Kissing harshly and not letting each other go. He made you sit on the counter and grabbed you by your jaw, breaking the intense kiss. Your lips were already swollen. "How many dicks have been in this cunt?" He said,tauntingly. You looked at him with your drunken eyes. "I will make sure no one gets this. It's mine. Got it?" You nodded. He let go of your jaw and dropped to his knees. He spread your legs open and started touching your wet pussy. His fingers circled your clothed entrance. A sticky mixture of your arousal coated his fingertips. "Always wet for me. Goodgirl." he grabbed you by your waist before smashing his face into your heat and started eating you out with your lace panties on. The pleasure was too much. You threw your head back and let out a pornographic moan. He was so good at eating you out to the point that it's enough to come undone.

You tugged on his black locks. Eyes swelling up with tears and drool already dripping down from the sides of your mouth. He was lapping at your cunt like a starved man. “So good.. so fucking good…” he nudged his face closer into your sex. Breathing in your arousal. Your thighs clamped around his head, and let out a choked-out moan as he bit down on your poor clit. “T-tae..! ‘S too much!!” Taehyung found pleasure in your pleas and cries. He pulled away and stared up at you. His chin glistened with his spit and your juices, running down his neck. 

He got up and was quick to capture your lips in his mouth. His tongue swirled around the inside of your mouth, and you could taste yourself. Large hands pushed your dress further up your body; a loud snap was heard as he ripped your thin panties. You grab onto his shoulders as you feel his long, cold fingers rubbing your throbbing clit. You gasped for air as he flicked your nub. Your hands roamed all over his body, helping him take off his Celine suit jacket. Your hands went lower before you stopped at his belt buckle. “Put it in already… please … “ you mumbled into the kiss. Taehyung let out a dark chuckle; his lips traveled down your neck. You felt something prod into your sopping hole. His large tip slipped through your folds easily. You gasp as he pushes himself further into you. His hands tightly held onto your hips as he eased his way into your gummy walls. He hunched over after he fully pushed himself into you. Your cunny clenched around his big length as he started thrusting. Heavy breaths getting louder with each increase in pace. “Gon’ fuck you so good..the entire club will hear us.”

 

-fwap! Fwap! fwap!- loud sounds of your ass slapping against his hips echoed through the restroom. Taehyung had you facing the mirror. A hand wrapped tightly around your hair, pulling your head back. “See how well you take my cock..! Haah- so fucking good. Pussy sucking me in so good.” He whispered in your ear before biting it.  “Ngh- fuck Taehyung feels so g-good…!” You held onto the edge of the counter for dear life as Taehyung pounded into you from behind. Your makeup ran down your face as his thrusts had you tearing up and seeing stars. “Mmm.. haa-“ slap. “Keep your eyes on the mirror while I fuck you. Understand?” You nodded at his words. Your eyes were struggling to stay open, and your head felt heavy. “Words, doll.” He grabbed your jaws and brought his face closer to yours, making you look at him as he continued giving you harsh thrusts. Your body jerking forward at each. The hand on your clit pinching the sensitive nub “ngh- fuck! I u-understand…” a devilish smirk formed on his perfect face. He was fucking you into tomorrow. His long, thick dick abused your soft plush walls over and over again. Red angry tip bruising your cervix. Your cream coated his entire length, and your arousal ran down his balls and your thighs. “Gonna c-cum.. tae- gon’-“ His fingers worked on your clit quickly. Tugging, pinching, and drawing rough circles all to help you reach your high. “Cum all over me.. doll.” And with that, you gushed around his length. “Fuck!!” Spurts of your cum spilled from the sides of your abused hole. Taehyung continued fucking you through your orgasm. “Do you want my cum inside you- haaah… fuck doll squeezing me so good..!” He got cut off as you spasmed around him. You nod weakly at his words. Picking your head up to look at him through the mirror, He brought his face closer to your ears. “Say it. Say you want my cum in you.” He growled in your ears. Your eyes filled up with tears. “I wan’ it…” “Want what? I want to hear you say it.” You bite down on your lip as you feel his fingers draw rough circles on your overstimulated clit again.  “ i wan’ -ngh- i want your cum.. Taehyung. i wan’ your cum in me… please.” Your voice was feeble. Taehyung groaned in satisfaction. “Goodgirl. I like it when you beg.” His hips quickly gained their pace and had you once again feeling full. You let out a choked out scream as you felt Taehyung fill you up. Taehyung moaned loudly as his balls drained all the cum into your plush walls. He dropped his head in between your neck and shoulders as he slowly came down from his high. Leaving soft, wet kisses on the spot. 

He lifted his head up and looked at you before smiling. His hands caressed your red ass. He pulled out, and a stream of yours and his mixed arousal dripped down your thighs. “You're gonna stay with me forever.”

A/N: thank you for reading! I will be writing inboxes so make sure to send in :3 🎀

[btsugarush]

I’ll Make You A Star | kth [m.list]

❝do you want to be a fucking star?❞

summary: an aspired singer gets more than she bargains for when she meets a music manager in the making, who’s methods to make her famous become a bit unorthodox and unsettling.

pairings: manager!taehyung x aspired singer!f!reader.

warnings: smut, tattooed!taehyung, manipulation, abuse, drug usage, drug addiction, possessive behavior, angst, strong language, 18+, minors dni.

author’s note: yes i write for more than just jungkook and yoongi y’all. i love me some tae, especially a tae with tattoos. 😮‍💨 coming soon, but not too soon.

©btsugarush. please do not repost.

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[kooberist]

𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝚰𝐍𝚰𝐍𝐆- thv

"Fuck yeah," he groaned out as his member slid up and down your throat. Balls are heavy as they slap against your chin. "Take this cock—show me how you're going to catch a husband—fuck," he groaned as he sped up, slamming his tip down your esophagus. Thick strings of spit and cum dangle from your chin as you gag and struggle to keep up with his relentless pace. The intensity of the moment sends a rush of excitement through your body, fueling your desire to please him. You can feel his pleasure building and his grip tightening in your hair as he thrusts deeper, pushing you to your limits. With each powerful thrust, you can't help but wonder if this is what men really like and want. Well, that's what he told you.

"Y/n, It's because you didn't suck him off the right way." as he observed you sobbing over your boyfriend's infidelity.  Tae just wanted the best for you and for you to be happy and find true love, but his words struck a chord inside you. Maybe he was right. Maybe you hadn't been doing enough for your boyfriend, and that's why he strayed. Tae's guidance had always been invaluable, and you couldn't help but trust his judgment. Determined to change, you wiped away your tears, and that's when he offered to train you.

His large hands took hold of your head as he pushed your head until your nose hit his pubic hair. Arms form almost a head lock around you as he keeps you in place with his cock.all the way down your throat. "Yeah, slut, fucking, hold it there," he moaned out. Your hands are coming from behind your back to slap at his thigh. His arm rested on your head as your mouth slid off his cock, and you looked up at him, surprised and confused. With a smug grin on his face, he said, "You can do better than that. We're going to train you to be the best." He took hold of your hair and pushed you back against the back of the couch. "I'm going to make you a pro when we're done, he smirked. He threw his leg on top of the couch, took a harsh grip on your hair, and brought his cock to your open mouth. As you took his cock into your mouth once again, a mix of anticipation and apprehension filled the air. You couldn't help but wonder what this intense training would entail and how it would transform you into the best version of yourself. His hips snapped hard and fast, and his balls hit your chin every time he slammed in. Your throat fought to not gag, but it happened anyway, your head hitting his pelvis until he kept you there, his hips bucked up, and made you gag even more. 

You knew he was older and knew best for you; you never wanted to see men hurt you and go get heads from other girls because yours sucked. 

"Yes, hold it right now." He managed to moan before realizing his load was in your mouth. He placed his leg back on the floor with grace and tapped your chin, signaling for you to open up. Taehyung coughs up a glob of spit, and it lands right in the mix of his cum that's flooded your now-ruined throat. 

Your face is irritated, your hair is messed up, your eye liner is ruined, and globs of cum, spit, and tears stain your face. "Swallow," he commands harshly. "Good girl," he nods and gives your face a small pat. "Next time, I'm going to make you hold your breath." He grins, and your eyes widen, realizing you're not done.

[7brownsuga7]

Bts when jealous -

Thanks to @crabby-libra for the suggestion 💕🫶🏽Kinda short because I didn’t know what else to write lmfao

Namjoon:

• This will change his whole demeanour. Like he’s gonna be cold and won’t talk much, will definitely go mute until he musters up the courage to talk to you about his feelings. (Will take him some time because he wants to work through his emotions and feelings first)

• He can’t help being jealous. He just feels too much, too deeply.

• Will talk to you about how he’s feeling after and explain what made him jealous.

• Jaw clenching and eyebrow raise

• Is really a big baby and will also show his jealousy by sulking

• GUILT!! He will feel so guilty afterwards for acting the way he did. And will make up for it. (Constant cuddles/kisses, gifts etc)

Jin:

• Will definitely let you know about it. Is 100% blunt and honest with how he feels

• But will also probably tell you he’s jealous but won’t tell you why.

• Like he’s gonna say snarky comments and catch an attitude real bad.

• Very petty and will give you the cold shoulder, but in a dramatic way.

• & he will just overdramatise everything but will still want you around him. He just has to be dramatic first.

• He’s gonna be meannnnn! Especially if he’s jealous about another person, he will be kinda bitchy towards them (but in the most Jin way lfmao)

Yoongi:

• Silent but tries to act like he’s okay.

• Will definitely play it off like he’s not bothered. Loads of shoulder shrugging and halfassed smiles. Meanwhile my guy is seething lfmao

• He hates feeling jealous so he will mostly keep it to himself. But if you ask about it then he will tell you and you both will probably have a straightforward conversation about it where he tells you how he feels and why, and where you both work it out.

• Loads of side eyes though. Like he’s watching the fuck out of you.

Hobi:

• He’s gonna laugh about it. Yes he’s jealous but he’s not gonna take it seriously (or at least try too)

• He will tell himself how silly he’s being but still can’t help feel the jealousy in his body.

• Will try to act like he’s okay but deep down, he’s mad as fuck. He just doesn’t want you to worry or doubt yourself.

• Eye rolls and pouts

• Tries to distract himself

• Will confide in others about how he’s feeling to see if he’s not tripping.

Jimin:

• This jealousy is eating him alive

• Loads of side eyes and death glares

• Eyebrow raises and petty comments.

• If he’s jealous about another person with you then he’s going to be all over you, hands on you, arm resting on you. Just to let the other person know that they don’t have a chance.

• Might be times where he might try to make you jealous in return.

• He kind of gets possessive lfmao

• And when it gets too much for him he will pull you to the side and tell you what’s bothering him. All said with a sulky voice.

Taehyung:

• Will tell you he’s jealous but won’t tell you why for a while because he wants to be dramatic for a bit.

• Will sulk and moan about it.

• Will eventually tell you why he’s jealous while also seeking for some reassurance.

• He’s going to talk to everyone and anyone about how jealous he is. He don’t give a fuck honestly. He needs to get it off his chest and will definitely bitch about the other person. But don’t worry he won’t bitch about you of course.

Jungkook:

• He will sulk and pout or be moody. No in between

• He will want to talk to you about it but a part of him doesn’t want to say anything so he might just shut down.

• He hates feeling jealous, so you will see his whole demeanour change. I see him becoming more silent and closed off. But it can range from that to him being totally sulky.

• He will glare the other person down

• Tongue in cheek and eyebrow twitch.

• A sly smirk and shake of his head.

• He will be moody for sure but will also still be around you. He will just be more touchy than he already is. Like he’s making sure everyone knows you’re together.

[kthvlr]

⋆౨ৎ THE WORDS YOU WHISPER - kth ᝰ.ᐟ

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summary: a list of things taehyung says to you in bed

notes: a little something while i continue working on my wip :) (also thinking about turning this into a series and doing this for the other members too so lmk what you think abt that!)

word count: 180

genre: smut

pairing: taehyung x reader

warnings/tags: nsfw

“you look so pretty like this…” as he stares at you breathlessly

“let go for me”

“just relax and let me take care of you, yeah?”

“fuck…don’t stop..”

a broken, shaky, moaned out “jagiya…”

“keep going like that”

“you feel so fucking good…”

“keep making those sounds for me..”

“is this okay?”

“keep doing that and i won’t be able to hold myself back”

“i can’t” “yes you can”

“that feel okay..?”

“stop squirming.” before he pins your hips down to the bed while ruining you in between your legs

“wanna make you feel good..”

“is it bad that i want you all to myself..?”

“look at me..”

“i don’t want you to think about anything else but me”

“use your words”

“f-fuuuck…”

“you’re so fucking perfect…”

“tell me how to touch you”

“..please…”

“fuck.. do you have any idea how beautiful you look beneath me/on top of me..?”

“i want you…”

“you’re doing so good for me”

“i need you…”

“lay down for me..”

“touch me…”

“tell me what you need”

“kiss me…”

“don’t hold back”

“i love you.”

𐙚 show some love to my other works!: masterlist

[jvngkook97]

Baby Shark

synopsis; in which there’s a shark in the water, just not the one taehyung is thinking of.

pairing; boyfriend!taehyung x girlfriend!reader

genre; fluff, humor, established relationship, drabble

warnings; if it’s not already by the title, the baby shark song will become stuck in your head and I am deeply sorry for that.

rating; 18+

w/c; 1,157

a/n; yeah, idk. just enjoy this fluffy crack.

When the shutter of the camera clicks, you can’t help but stare at the monitor to revel in the beauty of your boyfriend – Taehyung.

His hair is matted to his face from the water, droplets falling off his hair and onto his semi-tanned skin just from being outside alone, white suntan lotion still prominent on the bridge of his nose, dark blue swimming trunks hug his waist perfectly, black sunglasses on and wide smile on full display for you. The background of the surrounding happy people that are scattered along the stretch of pier you’re on, as well as the vast blue water and green mountains only serves as a means of enhancing his natural allure.

How did you get so lucky?

“I am not getting in that water.”

A deep frown is on his face, but still, it doesn’t marr his charm.

His arms are what’s keeping him from completely falling underneath the water, the veins in his arm prominent from the muscle being used in order to allow him to, once again, attempt to persuade you to join him in the crystal clear waves. You currently sit on the edge of the pier, on your shared blue and white striped towel, his glasses now off and next to you on said towel, perfectly and fully content with only having your feet touch the cool and dangerous body of ocean.

His next words get cut off by the faint sound that seems to be getting closer. Now within earshot, you hear it, for the upteenth time just this day alone.

‘Baby Shark, Do Do Do Do Do��

It causes you both to groan in unison.

The family of three walks by you, the father carries their little one whose face is fully glued to a blue tablet, eyes wide as they watch the colorful family of sharks. When the song fades enough, does your boyfriend finally speak again.

“I hate how catchy that song is.”

All you do is nod in agreement, eyes still honed in on the family, your mind going to a place where Taehyung is oblivious of. Your arms cross over your stomach reflexively, a small gasp of fear escaping your mouth, before your head goes under the water.

Taehyung used your moment of deep thought to his own advantage, grabbing you by the waist and pulling you into the water with him. When you both reemerge, your hair is like a thick curtain that’s glued to your face. For a moment, you freak out not being able to see, holding onto Taehyung for dear life. He just chuckles at you, one hand of his being enough to release you from your hair prison as he pushes it off your face.

The next time he sees your eyes, they’re piercing daggers into his very soul, and he shivers. Whether it be from your stare, or the small bit of wind that passes by, he’s not sure.

“I loathe you.”

“You love me, you mean.”

“No. Loathe is correct.”

He snorts in amusement, but doesn’t take your words to heart. He knows you’re only joking. Especially when you curl yourself into him even more, another bout of warm wind floating on by that causes goosebumps to arise all over your body.

When your heart returns to a normal pace, you allow yourself a moment to take in the scenery around you, and when you see the same child floating by that was once enamored with the song on the tablet, in a shark designed floating device, does it give you an idea. However, not wanting to falsely alarm those around you who are enjoying the rather shark free waters, you decide to whisper in Taehyung’s ear instead.

“There’s a shark in the water.”

You can feel him tense underneath you, your arms still firmly secured around his neck, and his around your waist. You have to bite your lip to keep from letting out the giggles that wanted to escape. You can see his eyes scanning the waters, before his body goes lax again upon realizing there is no actual threat, and instead zeroes in on the same kid you saw earlier. He lets out an exasperated sigh, shaking his head, but he still laughs.

“You almost got me there, y/n.”

“Sorry, I meant to say there’s a baby shark in the water.”

“Yeah, I know. There’s plenty of kids out here right now.”

You shake your head vehemently.

He wasn’t getting it.

“Taehyung, yes, there’s toddlers and teens, but there’s also a baby in the water.”

Your eyes connect, but his brain still doesn’t.

“Baby, there is no baby out here that I can see.”

His brows are furrowed in confusion.

You let your forehead fall against his now half dry shoulder in defeat, then you pick your head back up and grab his face with one of your hands to get him to really look at you when you say it again.

This time, slowly.

“There. Is. A. Baby. In. The. Water.”

He purses his lips, the gears turning in his head, your eyes still focused on one another.

Then, his eyes grow big.

“No.”

“No, what?”

“No.”

“Taehyung, what are you—,”

He whispers it underneath his breath, as if it’s a secret no one else can hear. Which, in a way, he doesn’t want anyone else to hear and have it get out into the world before he can personally tell those he loves.

“Is my baby….having a baby?”

Your lower lip starts to tremble, eyes brimming with nervous tears. All it takes is a subtle nod of your head to confirm that yes, in fact—

You are pregnant.

“Oh my–,” he stutters over his words. Then playfully glares at you. “Y/N, I’m sorry but that was making no sense whatsoever!”

You gasp, offended. Own eyes squinting at him, tears successfully dried up.

“That made perfectly good sense!”

He lets out a bellowing laugh, one that garnishes the attention of those near you, but only for a moment. He spins you two around in the water and you squeal, closing your eyes, and holding on tightly. When he stops, his forehead is against yours. He waits for you to reopen your eyes before he lets out a soft smile for you only.

“I love you, and I can’t wait to meet our—,”

BABY SHARK, DO DO DO DO DO DO~

Both your faces become flat, and you inwardly curse the adult who purposely blasts the awful, stupidly catchy song, on a personal Bluetooth speaker for all to hear. No doubt due to the excess whining of the toddler you heard prior demanding the song be played, but still.

He gives you a loving kiss on the lips.

“We are never showing that song to our kid.”

“Never.”

Of course, that doesn’t mean that someone else will. Or rather, one of your babies many uncles won’t do the deed for you.

[whyse7vn]

BABY? -

[ot7 x reader]

something quick something silly :p DEFINITELY NOT POSTING THIS TO DISTRACT YOU FROM THE OFFLINE POST NOOOO NEVER WHATTTTT

NAMJOON -

SEOJKIN -

YOONGI -

HOSEOK -

JIMIN -

TAEHYUNG -

JUNGKOOK -

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forgot i had this omg ☠️☠️

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[badbtssmut]

cheater taehyung is fucking reader and he is reader bestfriend's boyfriend for 3 years. they have been doing that for months now behind her bestfriend back

You couldn’t help it.

When Taehyung made a move on you one day, you had to take the opportunity. You knew if you said no now, that the chance might never appear again.

It was supposed to be a one time thing… but Taehyung fucked you so good, that you didn’t wanted it to be an one time thing, and he felt the same way.

And that’s how you ended up fucking your best friend’s boyfriend.

His lips pressed against yours as you lowered yourself on his cock. The tip slid past your folds, and you whimpered into his mouth. His hands were resting on your thighs, guiding you down and pulling you onto his lap.

Your hands wrapped around his shoulders as you slowly started to ride him. The sensation of his length disappearing into your pussy made you gasp.

”So nice and big…” You whispered against his lips, a smile pulling onto your lips. He smiled back and placed his forehead against yours. You both stared at each other in silence, enjoying your bodies being joined.

You bounced on his lap, the sounds of his skin slapping against yours filled the room. The sound made your pussy wetter, and it turned you on even more.

“Mmm…” Taehyung groaned as he placed his face in the crook of your neck, kissing your collarbone and neck.

He grabbed your hips and pushed you down against his dick, hard. Your walls squeezed around him as you let out a moan, feeling him reach all the nice spots in your pussy.

Your hands tangled in his hair as he thrusted up into you. When the both of you were tired of this position, he picked you up and laid you down on the hotel bed, where he started to pound into you.

“Taehyung…” You whispered in a needy tone. “Don’t ever stop, don’t ever stop fucking me. I don’t want this to end. I want you, forever and always.” You whispered as you looked up to him, holding onto his hands. “Please, promise me. Promise me that you won't stop making love to me.”

Taehyung let out a deep sigh and leaned down, kissing your lips.

”I promise, y/n, I will never stop fucking you, never. You feel so fucking good around my cock, and you're so beautiful, I can't live without your body, and I can't live without you.” He murmured against your lips.

Butterflies filled your stomach when you heard his words, and you hugged him tight, your legs wrapping around his waist.

The both of you moaned into each other's mouth as your bodies moved in unison, his cock going in and out of you, hitting all the good spots.

He was driving you crazy, and you were driving him crazy, and both of you loved it.

He loved you.

You loved him.

But you could never be together, and both of you knew that.

So, you just enjoyed the moments for however long they’d last.

“Yes, yes, right there, mm, yes!” You whimpered as he pounded into you. He knew exactly what to do to make you go crazy.

After a while, the both of you were so close. Your moans were getting louder and higher pitched, and his breathing was getting faster and heavier. You couldn’t think of anything except the amazing feeling between your legs. His cock was so thick and hard, and his hands were everywhere.

And then you felt it.

The wave of pleasure that crashed through your body, making your legs shake and your eyes roll back. Your toes curled and you gripped the bedsheets.

He wasn't far behind.

He buried his face in the crook of your neck as his cock throbbed and he spilled his load into your pussy. The feeling of his cum filling you was something that made your body tremble. You could feel it dripping out of you as his cock continued to twitch inside of you.

Taehyung leaned down again and kissed you as he allowed his cock to empty completely inside of you, and you kissed him back, stroking his face.

You couldn’t wait until next time.

[smhtaehyung]

Ugliness of Complexity ➳ sequel COMING SOON

(BEAUTY OF SIMPLICITY SEQUEL)

• masterlist

➳ pairing: kim taehyung x reader

➳ genre: smut, comedy and a bit of angst

➳ summary: after drifting apart from Taehyung after he moved to Seoul to study art, you meet him at the worst place possible. A party. Loners attend the dreaded party once again.

➳ word count: 445 words

A/N: Hi, this is the teaser for a sequel to Beauty of Simplicity! The full version of the first chapter is COMING SOON , this teaser is very in-medias-res btw

TEASER:

Taehyung always thought you were made for Seoul by how eloquent you spoke and talked about all your intellectual interests and wonders about life. If you were to ask him, he always thought you should've studied humanistic sciences, like psychology or anthropology. And if you were to ask him, he wanted you to join him to a big city life adventure. But returning to his original town, Taehyung hated that you were now just a skeleton of his losing memory.

It was quite ironic, really, how both of you ended up at the same party, given you always hated parties. A lot of people still left you with pitiful looks, knowing Taehyung completely bailed on you to enjoy his new fancy lifestyle. Or at least that's how you thought of it.

You excused yourself from your friend to go to the bathroom, but you just wanted some peace. There was something very calming about walking around the house at a party after your high kicked in. It wasn't at all stress induced as it was before. Maybe the fact Taehyung was no longer around made you sigh in relief, since no negative attention was drawn towards you anymore. You smiled as you walked up the stairs, small dosage of dopamine rushing through your brain, causing you to feel a sense of euphoria. It was those moments that made you appreciate the fact you were growing into an independent woman, regardless of failing some of your studies.

It was that mental sense of power that you knew nothing could spoil. To your misjudgment, that feeling lasted only for a brief half a minute. You knocked on the bathroom door, hoping to find yourself some quiet time and freshen your makeup for a minute. No answer. Thinking the bathroom wasn't occupied, you entered inside, only to be shocked at the view.

If you weren't still haunted by Tae, during these high-euphoric moments, you might have not recognized him. But, to your luck, you recognized Taehyung immediately, sitting by the window. The whole moment after such an epiphany seemed completely staged, leaving you with a feeling that the universe screwed you over once again. Not giving yourself any time to observe how the years changed him and his style, you reacted in shock, your mouth slightly parting.

Taehyung sobered up a little, for a brief second thinking he's been tripping balls due to somebody lacing his weed. Unfortunately, this is how he met you after all those years. It seemed as if Taehyung was hiding, wanting to smoke in peace, away from his Seoul friends.

"...hey, princess." Taehyung spoke out loud, hating how casual and nostalgic that sounded.

FIRST CHAPTER COMING SOON

[staytinyville]

Stay Alive (11)

BTS poly!ot7 x Reader

Magical Creatures AU

Series Masterlist

Warnings: None

A/N NOT BETA READ (I did try the best to my ability). We're heading into the chapters where I tell you guys about their creatures. I want to hear your thoughts for each one! Shoutout to @laymegentlytorest and @kingarthurscat for your reblogs and comments. I love you guys lol. Keep them coming!

That day you had walked into work, you had thought it was going to be like any other. You had grown accustomed to the normal notes you would take on a daily. There had been nothing new to write about so you had no idea on how to deal with one of your patients withering in pain on the floor. 

You hadn’t been able to find the boy in his room until you walked further in and heard his distressed breathing on the other side of the bed. You rushed over to find him curled up in a fetal position, breathing harshly.

“Kook?” You gasped, falling to the floor as you hesitated touching him. “What hurts?” You asked, trying to look him over and find the problem.

“Get away.” He gritted out, hands slapping onto the floor as he tried pulling himself up. 

“No, you have to tell me.” You moved your hands to help him, tightening up your body as his hands gripped tightly onto your scrubs. “I have to take care of you.” You told him, helping him onto the bed. 

“(Y/N). Please.” The boy whispered, panting. “It's not a good day.” He curled back up on his bed, groaning as his body seemed to twitch in pain. 

From what you could see, he wasn’t physically hurt. Not to the naked eye at least. Whatever it was that was causing him pain was on the inside of his body. You figured it must have to do with his condition. 

“Let me get you something.” You told him, moving to find the first aid kit. As you found some pain meds, you quickly filled a cup with water and moved back towards him. “Here take these.” You told him, handing him the pills. 

Jungkook looked at your hand, smiling stiffly at your way of helping him. “They won't help, Tokki.”

He almost broke down when he saw tears well in your eyes. “Please, Kook.” You whispered. “I don't like seeing you in pain.” You sniffled. 

He tried his best to get up to take the medicine, but someone shoving the door open stopped him from moving more. You both turned to the intruder, frowning at the nurse who had interrupted. 

“(Y/N).” She said, looking between you and Jungkook. “ Doctor Hanseol would like to see you.”

You furrowed your eyebrows as you watched Jungkosk shiver from pain, clenching his muscles to soothe them. “I can't leave Jungkook.” You spoke up, shaking your head. 

“He's in the lab.” The lady told you, not caring about Jungkook’s stability. You frowned deeply, looking at the man in worry. 

“Will you be alright?” You softly asked him.

“Nothing I'm not used to.” He gave you a grin, wincing as his body shuddered again. You hesitated in getting up to leave, however seeing the stare the other nurse gave you made you rush outside. 

You walked out into the main lobby to get access into the lab. While your badge had access to most rooms in the facility, the lab was not one of them. It seemed much more secure that not even the lab workers could get in. They needed someone to buzz them in. You understood all the security, however it was a bit excessive. 

“Sir.” You bowed when you noticed your boss looking through a window. 

As you grew closer you noticed it was to show the lab where the medicines were produced. They didn’t have large machines doing the work. Rather it was a variety of researchers hand making the drugs. There were a total of 5 each, being careful with whatever it was they were mixing. 

You knew the company wasn’t large, even after 10 years. They had spent a good while with research from what you saw. They had barely started to give out their drugs for trials a few years ago which meant that they weren’t out to the public yet. It takes a long while to create the right medicine. And by the looks of it HYBE was heading in the right direction. 

“Hello, (Y/N).” Hanseol kept his eyes on the window. “How are you?”

You tried not to frown at the small talk. “I'm fine. It's a very nice day today.” You spoke up.

“Yes.” Hanseol said. “Indeed it is.”

You hummed, turning to him as your anxiety flowed over. “Is there anything you need, sir?” You asked, trying to be polite. “Jungkook is not feeling well and I need to check up on him.”

“Is he now?” Hanseol squinted his eyes. “I think I know why.” He turned to you finally. “Not to worry, he goes through those episodes monthly.” He explained to you. 

“He does?” You furrowed your eyebrows.

“Such a terrible thing for him really.” Hanseol hummed, turning back to the lab.

Just as you were about to ask for more of Jungkook’s information, an alarm started beeping from the lobby. Both you and your superior rushed out to the lobby following after the security that ran into the facility. 

A large gathering had formed towards the bedroom sections, which made you have to push through the crowd. Your eyes went wide as you realized the security were all in Jungkook’s room. Without thinking you ran forward to enter. However, you were held back by someone.

“Jungkook!” You yelled. You watched as the man wildly thrashed around in the arms of some larger men. He had his teeth pulled back as growls seemed to ripple from his chest. He was hunched over, trying to throw off the people holding him down. 

“Hey!” You tried to punch at the arm that was tightly holding you back. “What's wrong with him?” You cried out.

“Miss you need to step back.” The security man spoke. 

“No, he's my patient!” You screamed. “I need to check on him.” You wriggled more, feeling tears well in your eyes as you felt frustrated with the security. When a whimper left Jungkook’s mouth, your head shot up, wide eyes on the man. 

“Jungkook!” You cried, grunting as you started kicking and thrashing. 

The man quickly looked up hearing your voice. When he saw the tears in your eyes and the man holding you back, the loudest of growls ripped from his throat, scaring those in the hallway. He grew angry seeing you be held in such a horrendous manner. He pulled a security guard off his arm, throwing him to the side. 

“Let her go!” He screamed, throwing the guards off him. They were quick to hold him back once more, Jungkook going back to fighting them off. 

Outside in the hallway, all of Jungkook’s brothers were trying their best to rush in and calm him down, however they too were being held back. Hanseol had a scowl on his face as he watched the boy beat the best security his kind had. He guessed even ogres couldn’t hold down an angry dog. 

“Hoseok sedate him.” Hanseol told the boy. 

Hobi quickly looked up to Hanseol, a worried expression on his face. “But he's not in the right state of mind.” He told the man. 

There were consequences to doing things wrong. With how fragile Jungkook was at the moment, hypnotizing him would put him into a deep sleep that almost resembled a coma. Hobi would need more energy to wake the boy up. 

“Do it.” Hanseol sneered. 

Hobi glanced at Namjoon, getting a deep sigh from the taller man. He nodded his head once, glancing back into the room where Jungkook started to break furniture by throwing bodies over them. 

Hobi moved past all the guards, making quick work to enter Jungkook’s room. He had been turned around which allowed Hobi to place his hands on the boy’s head. “I’m sorry.” Hobi whispers as purple mist flowed out of his fingers and into Jungkook’s eyes. 

Jungkook didn’t do any else other than fall over onto the ground in a heep. “No!” You cried, tears falling down your cheeks. “Stop! Let him go!”

“Hey.” Namjoon spoke up, taking you out of the guards arms. As the guard tried to take you away from Namjoon, the dimpled man only gave him a death stare causing him to back off. 

“(Y/N), he's going to be okay.” Namjoon soothed your, wiping your cheeks. “It'll pass.”

“What happened?” You began to hiccup, soflty rubbing your face into Namjoon’s clothing. The other boys gathered around you, trying their best to calm you down. 

“It's what he's here for.” Jin told you, rubbing your back lightly. “He'll be fine.”

Hanseol sighed deeply as he rubbed at his nose bridge, turning aorund to head out his god forsaken facility. When he turned up at the lobby, he found his co-founder watching from the securtity cameras. The man turned to his friend, hands in his pockets.

“He's never acted out in that way before.” He spoke up nochalanty. “He's protective of the girl.” He added looking down at the computers that showed the hallway camera. 

“She's not the first one.” Hanseol rolled his eyes. “However, you are right.” 

The man turned to his friend, a deep frown on his lips as he suddenly felt annoyed. “Where have you been? You know we have three patients who are affected by the full moon. I only need you two days out of the month and you weren't even here.” He glared. 

“Stop calling them patients.” Kyong rolled his eyes. “You harvest from them.”

“No. That is inhumane.” Hanseol shook his head, looking appaled. “What I do is simply extract certain things at a certain time to get the DNA I need. It’s to help those who need it most.” Hanseol smiled to himself, thinking about all the sick people he was helping.

“I don't see the difference.” Kyong deadpanned.

“Of course you don't, you big idiot.” Hanseol returned to glaring. “Now come on. You got two patients to sedate.”

I'm a bitch for people using the nickname Tokki when it comes to Jungkook.

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