#huge jin who’s always out of breath

[aayakashii]

Can I get a ❤️24 and ❤️25 fluffy fic for Jin please?

❤️24 a sleepy kiss

❤️25 a kiss that's an accident

The room was quiet. Harsh sunlight peeked through some of the tall curtains, bathing the room in a dim light. There was a gentle hum in the room, a humidifier working overtime to defeat the dry cold air of the dorm.

It was midday, and Jin was still fast asleep.

You had received Tohma's message just a few minutes before. He claimed he was awfully busy and had to do something at Vagastrom, so he asked you to do him a huge favor and wake up the lazy captain of Frostheim.

Tohma didn't leave much room for arguing, so you had no choice but make your way to Jin's bedroom, already quite used to being the unofficial errand kid of those ghouls – even though you were still a bit bitter about it.

The sounds of your footsteps were crisp and loud in that spacious and mostly empty place. It was probably three times the size of your own room in Clementia's old building, you thought for the hundredth time since you set foot in it.

Jin was laying down on his loyal and old sofa, one arm shielding his eyes while the other rested on his stomach. His lips were slightly parted and he snored quietly, breathing deeply, fully relaxed.

He looked like a porcelain doll, you thought as you kneeled beside his sleeping figure.

Students in Darkwick would always discuss who was the most handsome – Jin or Romeo – and you refused to partake in any conversation about that topic due to your “professional” relationship with both men.

Yet secretly, deep inside, you always thought Jin was the prettiest. He was ethereal, some sort of ice fairy prince, straight out of a fairytale.

And when his face was relaxed and not in the permanent scowl he seemed to have engraved on his features when he was awake, he looked even fairer.

You blinked and shook your head, trying to dissipate those thoughts. You looked like a creep, watching him so closely as he slept, you thought and, for a quick moment, Zenji's boisterous laugh echoed in your mind – a reminder of the day he explained why he watched you as you slept.

You sighed.

Tohma didn't tell you how he usually woke Jin up. He didn't give any instructions on whether you had to be gentle or straight up shake him by the shoulders.

On a second thought, shaking someone who always kept a sword nearby by the shoulders didn't seem like a good idea.

Being gentle was the only option, then.

You stood up on your knees and leaned towards Jin's sleeping figure. Your hands softly touched his shoulders and you gave them an (extremely gentle and careful) squeeze.

“Jin?” you muttered “Jin, it's time to wake up. It's noon.”

The blue haired man furrowed his eyebrows and groaned. He turned to the side, unintentionally facing you, still sound asleep.

“Jin.” you touched his arm “You have to wake up.”

He murmured what you could only imagine was some sort of ‘no’ and curled into himself. You rolled your eyes.

“Jin. Come on, you gotta wake up. Wake up.” getting a little impatient, you raised your voice a little, giving his arm another squeeze, and that finally seemed to work.

Jin's icy blue eyes opened up slowly, still foggy with sleep. He blinked a few times, staring at you but seemingly not processing the fact that you were actually in front of him.

You suddenly noticed how close your faces were to each other.

His eyes scanned your face for a second, before his arm reached out to you, pulling you towards him by your neck.

You barely had a moment to think of what was happening before Jin locked his lips onto yours, in a chaste kiss.

His eyes closed once again, sleep still taking control of his body, while yours widened to the size of saucers.

You didn't know what to do with your hands as he drowned you in his kiss, while Jin's slid from your neck to your cheek, tenderly cupping your face.

The sound of his lips gently sucking on yours as he kissed you repeatedly made your face burn with a heat that could quite probably melt all the ice in Frostheim.

It wasn't until he nibbled on your bottom lip and you let out a small moan that sleep seemed to finally leave his body.

Jin let go of your face with a startle, quickly scooting closer to the back of his sofa, trying to create distance between you two. You blinked repeatedly, trying to ground yourself after that sudden attack, as Jin pinched his own arm.

“You're- you're really here?” Jin gasped, his eyes widening like never before.

You swallowed hard, nodding slowly, not really trusting your own voice at that moment.

“Did I just- did I just-” he pointed to his lips and then to you. “You?”

You nodded dumbly again.

Jin groaned, rubbing a hand on his face as he propped himself on his elbow. You could faintly hear him grumble something about ‘how he could swear that it was just a dream’.

“Where's Tohma?” he sat up on the sofa, glaring down at your dumbfounded figure.

You got up slowly, finally coming back to your senses as you felt your feet tingle after kneeling for that long.

“He asked me to wake you up.” you said, softly tapping your feet on the marble floor to bring back the blood flow.

Jin groaned at your response.

"Of course. I'm going to kill him." he growled, scowling like usual.

You stood awkwardly, still tapping your feet, as you tried your hardest not to stare at his lips. It didn't take long before his irritation was directed at you.

“Well, obviously you were quite successful with your little task. You're dismissed now.” he said, getting up and pushing you unceremoniously towards the door.

“W-wait but we have to talk about what just-” you protested.

“You're dismissed” he repeated, with a final push, closing the door on your face with a loud slam.

And despite how hard he tried to avoid your gaze, you didn't miss how his cheeks, his neck and the tip of his ears were a furious shade of red.

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[mrskyler]

hello!! i was wondering if i could request a platonic Jinwoo x m! reader fic (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)

y/n info: he'd very introverted and antisocial, making Jinwoo his only friend. he doesn't show much emotion, but not in a menacing way.. more like.. a doll? if that makes sense. he also lives in a very empty n ominous mansion-ish building. he doesn't talk much at all, but loves listening to Jinwoo talk. the first time he saw the shadows he was kinda spooked, but sees them as friends :3

so basically.. antisocial goth y/n :3

he may or may not have watched period dramas with Beru when Jinwoo wasn't there

✮⋆˙ The boy in the window next door.˙⋆✮

「 Sung Jin-Woo x Antisocial!Goth! Male Reader ( Platonic ) 」

Versão Português

「 English is not my first language so I'm sorry for any writing mistakes ‹𝟹 」

⌗ a/n : SORRY FOR THE DELAY ANON! I don't have time to write because school is literally killing me 💀💀 But I hope you like it anyway! ‹𝟹

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Whenever Jinwoo finds himself remembering his childhood, the first thing that comes to mind is a huge mansion that was close to his house.

The reason for this was perhaps because she was completely different from anything he had ever seen.

Its color was as dark as a starless night, causing its figure to be rooted in the back of his mind like vines.

At the entrance, it had a large black gate with sharp spikes at the top; a vast and beautiful garden with long bushes of red roses, and in the center, there was a fountain – being the statue of an angel holding a vase. As said before, the mansion was completely black, along with its windows – which seemed to have a wine-like tone.

Jinwoo remembers that when his mother took him to school, they always passed in front of the mansion's big gate. Thus, causing Jinwoo's eyes to be immediately drawn towards her, and most of the time, he would see a figure in one of the windows on the 2nd floor, but the moment he blinked, It disappeared.

A few years later he discovered that people lived in that mansion.

The (l/n) family.

On a specific day, Mr. and Mrs. (l/n) had a big party, inviting everyone from the neighborhood. Jinwoo parents didn't want to seem rude, so they accepted the invitation.

Jinwoo will never admit it, but back then, he was afraid of the couple. Since the (l/n) only wore black clothes, and had this cold and indifferent aura.

But the moment the couple saw his family standing at the door of the mansion, they greeted them with a big smile on their faces – shined so much that could be compared to the sun itself – and a cheerful and kind personality.

Jinwoo remembers that Mr. (l/n) couldn't stop shaking his father's hand in an excited way.

–

Jinwoo's mother has him sitting on a soft red couch, while she goes to get him some appetizers to eat.

Seeing his mother disappear among the other guests, Jinwoo turns around, only to find himself face to face with a child sitting on the couch facing his.

Jinwoo is startled, giving a noticeable jump. He puts his hand on his heart, feeling it beating quickly, but Jinwoo swears it was about to come out of his mouth. This definitely took 5 years off his life.

After a while, Jinwoo calms down a little. 'Who is this boy? He wasn't here before...' he breaks out in a cold sweat, looking at the mysterious boy suspiciously.

Meanwhile, the boy was just there, looking at Jinwoo with those big, dilated eyes – like a wild animal staring at its prey, motionless as a statue.

Jinwoo wonders if this boy is a living person or just a weird, extremely detailed doll, as he doesn't even appear to be breathing and his face doesn't seem to express any specific emotion.

Unconsciously, the two began to have a competition of who blinks first. Jinwoo was afraid that if he blinked or looked away for a second, the boy would disappear or appear next to him on the couch.

Jinwoo was startled when his mother appeared holding a plate with some appetizers – placing it on the small table between the two boys.

Then, his mother started talking to the mysterious boy.

She turned around with a smile, "Jinwoo this is (m/n), son of Mrs. and Mr. (l/n), say hello to him."

–

After that day, the (l/n) family always called Jinwoo's family to have dinner together or just spend the weekend at the mansion playing golf – yes, they had a golf area in the back of the mansion.

This ended up resulting in the two families becoming great friends, along with Jinwoo and (m/n).

As time passed, Jinwoo realized that it wasn't that (m/n) didn't have emotions or feelings, he just didn't know how to express himself, ending up looking like a lifeless doll.

Like the day they met.

Jinwoo was surprised when (m/n) said that on the day of the party, he was very excited to talk to Jinwoo, but didn't know how to start.

So (m/n) just stood there...

staring at him.

Years later, when they were both adults, (m/n)'s parents moved to another city and left the mansion in (m/n)'s hands.

(m/n) didn't awaken as a hunter, so he started making dolls of all kinds. And he even made a lot of money selling them.

He had difficulty talking to other people, so the only friend he had in all these years was Sung Jin-Woo. And even when Jinwoo had his 2nd awakening, (m/n) thought it was really cool and remained his longtime friend.

But one thing was certain, Jinwoo always left Beru in (m/n)'s shadow.

The problem was...

(m/n) didn't know that.

–

(m/n) was almost finishing one of the dolls from an order.

The last thing he needed to do was choose which of the two dresses looked best on the doll.

'The blue or the red?' (m/n) asked himself mentally.

"blue " replied a voice from beyond.

(m/n) jumped, causing him to hit his knee on the table. As he cringed in pain, he could hear, deep in his mind, a desperate voice repeatedly apologizing and saying something like:

"My majesty will kill me!! ".

After that day, Jinwoo introduced Beru to (m/n).

(M/n) found it strange and uncomfortable at first. For the simple fact that when he was working, someone was there with him, watching what he was doing in complete silence.

So this was how Jinwoo felt when they were both kids and he just sat there and watched him play?

He was never much of a talker, but he loved listening to Jinwoo talk to him.

But after a while, the two started talking to each other, and every now and then, (m/n) asks the shadow in the shape of an ant, which of the dresses would look prettier on the doll.

Just like the day they met.

They definitely watched period dramas together at Jinwoo's house. And when Jinwoo arrived from a portal, (m/n) was asleep on Beru's shoulder.

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[chroniclesofbts]

Call Me Home Part 2

Idol hybrid BTS x hybrid foreigner reader

Warnings: implied sexual themes, smut, angst, fluff, polyamorous relationship, pregnancy and birth control discussed, breeding mentioned

If you’re not 18+ please, do not interact.

As always, my works do not represent BTS in any way, this is purely a work of fiction.

Jin was in the kitchen preparing food to last through the oncoming heat and rut cycles. Namjoon was on the phone with their management/owners explaining the situation, denying heat suppressants. Yoongi explained how any form of suppressants caused damage to the body and they won't allow their management to force that on their mate.

"Are you on any form of prevention?" Namjoon asked, causing Jungkook to choke on his water.

"Joon, you can't just ask that" Jungkook whined.

"I am on birth control, yes Namjoon" I respond bluntly, causing his ears and cheeks to turn red.

"Y/N! Come see our nest!" Jimin hollered from another room, footsteps entering the kitchen where we were gathered. Taehyung enters with Yoongi and motions for me to follow him. I hesitate, causing Yoongi to raise his eyebrow. 'Follow' he mouthed at me, so I stood up and followed Taehyung down the hall. Yoongi followed behind me, I could feel his eyes on me or maybe its just the prey instincts in a house full of predators.

"Don't worry Doe, we will take care of you" Taehyung purred as he led me into a huge darkened room. The walls were colored a dark brown color, the windows were coverred with brown black out curtains, a large bed covered most of the floor and was covered with fluffy blankets and pillows. It looked very inviting, reminding me of the nest my previous owners kept in the breeding room. I was never in that room other than cleaning up after the other hybrids.

"Welcome to our den, baby" Yoongi whispered in my ear, wrapping his arms around my waist and picking me up. He carried me over to the bed and laid me next to Jimin and Hoseok who immediately wrapped their arms around me.

"Comfy?" Jimin murmured in question, nosing at my scent gland on my neck. I nodded yes, relaxing back into the blankets, enjoying how soft it felt.

"You smell close to your heat, you feeling okay baby?" Hoseok questioned, causing me to tense.

"I don't really know, I've never had a heat before. That's part of why my past owners left me on the streets." I whispered, afraid they wouldn't want a hybrid that's broken.

"You, wait, never?" Yoongi asked, leaning closer to look me in the eye. I shake my head, avoiding his eyes as I feel heat creep up my neck beginning to blush under his intense stare. He reaches up and grabs my chin, tilting it up so I can't continue to avoid his eyes.

"Have you ever been with another person?" He asked me, receiving another shake of the head, "Words, in our pack we need words when we ask a question, Doe"

"No, I have never been with anyone, I refused to entertain the clients that my owner had over." I confirmed, feeling my blush deepen. His eyes twinkled with the new information, face filling with lust at the thought of his pack being your first everything.

"Hmmm, well in that case, are you feeling hot? Any hazy feeling in your head, or a headache?" I shook my head, saying no quickly as his face turned stern with my lack of a verbal answer.

"Hot and bothered?"Jimin whispered in my ear, biting my earlobe causing me to yelp and try to escape the arms holding me.

"Well now she is hot, look at how red her face is!" Taehyung pointed out from beside Yoongi.

The door slamming open startled me, Namjoon coming in with Jin and two fridges. They plug them in and Jungkook starts to place the food Jin was prepping in them. Taehyung and Yoongi stand up and begin to take trips with them to the kitchen so it moves quicker. I lay back in between Hoseok and Jimin, taking deep breaths to calm my racing heart. Just as my heartrate starts to slow, Jimin starts to leave kisses on my neck, nipping at my scent gland. I shudder, feeling Jimin smirk against my skin. His hands push against my shirt so he can feel the skin of my waist.

"Your skin is starting to become hot, I would say we have no more than an hour before it begins. Her body meeting 7 mates is causing the pill they gave her to fade from her system quicker than expected' Jimin told Namjoon.

"Jin, why don't you take her to the shower to cool down while we wait for the confirmation from Sejin." Namjoon directs Jin, "A cool shower should help prolong it a little."

Jin helps me up out of the bed and leads me to the ensuite bathroom. There was a huge bath that we could all fit in, same with the shower. This must be made specifically for large packs. Jin starts the shower on a cool setting to help my body cool down.

Jin turned towards me and motioned for me to step towards him. He reached up and felt my head, his tail flicking in worry.

"I can leave you to shower, but your temperature is spiking so I don't know how long you will have before you will need one of us. I mean you can only take care of yourself for so long before your body will reject even your own touch." Jin explained.

"I don't mind, I mean, you'll be helping me soon enough anyway" I respond, looking down in embarrassment, "I don't know a lot about heats, but I know that ruts can be intense."

"We won't hurt you, I promise. We will only take care of you if you want us to, even in the midst of a rut." He says, putting his hands on my waist. "Can I?" he asked, playing with the hem of my shirt. I nod yes, causing him to pinch my sides lightly, "Words, little Doe, I know Yoongi has already told you this, be a good girl baby"

"Yes, Jin, you can" I said, my heart rate climbing by the second. Jin slowly raised my shirt up, pulling it over my head, eyes never leaving mine. I shivered as the cool air hits my skin, his eyes turning darker and pupils dilating. His hand trailed down to my pants, waiting. I whispered a small yes, causing his lips to quirk into a small smirk. My pants fell to the floor next to my shirt, leaving me in nothing but my undergarments. His warm hands resting on my hips again, playing with the lace on my underwear.

"I like these, pink happens to be my favorite color" He said, quickly glancing down at the matching set, causing heat to flood my cheeks. He pulled my hands to the bottom of his shirt, leaving them there.

"Are you going to just stare at me, or ask to undress me" He joked, wiggling his eyebrows.

"C-can I?" I stutter

"Can you what baby" He was not making this easy for me, "Don't be shy to ask for what you wan't, we won't ever deny you" He said gently.

"Can I take off your shirt?" I ask him, receiving a yes, I pull his shirt up, being met with a beautiful sight. "Can I touch you?" I whisper, not taking my eyes off of his chest.

"Of course you can baby" Jin said, pulling me closer to him. My hands trail from his collarbone down his chest, stopping as my nerves take over. He grabbed my hands, pulling them lower, watching my reactions. He guided my hands over his abs, contracting slightly, and continued down his happy trail, stopping at the buckle of his pants.

"Go ahead baby, take them off."

I worked the button open and began to pull his pants down when he stopped me, guiding my fingers to hook into the waistband of his underwear too. I gulp, look up at his encouraging face, and pull them both down together. I watch his semi hard member bounce up towards his stomach. He steps close, coming chest to chest with me, trapping his dick between us. His hand coming up to my cheek, thumb brushing against it.

"Can I kiss you?" He asked, staring at my lips.

"Please" I say biting my lip.

He leaned in, maintaining eye contact until our noses were touching. His eyes flickered down to my lips, pulling my lip out from between my teeth, giving me one more chance to back out before his lips met mine. His lips were as soft as I imagined, melding perfectly with mine. His lips guiding mine, darting is tongue out to run across the seam of my lips, asking for entrance. Deciding to tease him, I kept my lips shut, denying him entrance. He hummed parting our lips, eyes twinkling with lust. He smirked leaning back in and connecting our lips with passion. His hands gripped my ass, causing me to gasp and giving him exactly what he wanted. His tongue invaded my mouth, rubbing sensually against mine, fighting for dominance. He pulled away, breathless.

"Shower" He said, out of breath. He turned and adjusted the temperature once more, glancing over his shoulder, catching me staring, before entering.

"I expect your cute butt to be joining me without that cute set, I'd hate to have to take it off of you. Can't promise to use my hands" He flirted.

I quickly stripped the last of my clothing, taking a deep breath before entering the shower behind them. Jin stood under the waterfall shower, looking ethereal. The image of Jin water flowing down his chest belongs in a museum. My eyes trail lower, seeing his excitement and causing heat to pool in my belly. I was starting to feel the fever.

"Come" He motioned to me, holding his hand for me to take. I place my hand in his and he immediately pulls me flush against his chest, under the cool water. His eyes widen when he feels the heat of my body against his. He pushes me back against the cool wall of the shower, his hand wandering to my chest.

"Tell me to stop at any time and I will" He whispered, connecting our lips. I began to get lost in the kiss, my head starting to feel hazy with lust. His fingers begin to massage my breast, feeling the weight in his hand. His other hand finding its way to my ass, using it to pull me tight against his hips. He was fully erect now, hard and heavy against my stomach. His fingers began to twist and pull my nipple, listening to my gasps to tell him what I liked and didn't. His hand left my breast to travel down to where I needed him the most. I grabbed his wrist, out of nerves.

"Do you want me to stop?" He questioned, pulling away and resting his forehead against mine.

"No, I just, well I never-" I began, unable to express what I want.

"Let me take care of you" Jin begged, kissing me slowly, I shuttered, feeling my body begin to fill with lust.

"Okay, I trust you" I whispered against his lips, feeling a smile overtake his face. I leaned my head against his chest and closed my eyes, letting Jin move his hands back to my core. His fingers brushing gently, sucking in a sharp breath.

"You're soaked baby, I don't know that this will be enough. I think you're-" His voice started to fade as my stomach began to cramp.

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@minjianhyung

[nordicpoppie]

Mafia au - You're protective of his child - Hyung line

This is a mafia reaction, meaning guns, cursing and violence and the like may be mentioned (Nothing too much in detail in this one) In this reaction reader is NOT the birth mother of the child, which is why members will be surprised or happy reader is so protective…even if it’s overprotectiveness heheee The kids are NOT toddlers in this one, they are anywhere between 6 and 15 years old, so sorry if you wanted toddlers XD Y/N → Your Name

Jin (13 years old)

“Are you sure you don’t need me or your dad to walk with you? I’d be more than happy to, even if it’s just halfway there”

You said while Yerin, Jin's daughter threw her jacket on. Jin had, for some reason you couldn’t comprehend, allowed her to walk to school, with no guards.

At the start of your relationship with Jin, you hadn't even known he had a daughter. And you had been confused many times by his protective tendencies, but as you’d later found out, that was because of his “job”. As a part of the mafia, he needed to protect those closest to him, which meant you and Yerin always had at least 1 guard with you.

Over time his tendencies to be overprotective had rubbed off on you, except you were a little less, “lets fire guns”, and more of a “let's stay inside”. 

You reluctantly handed Yerin her bag, as she stretched her arms out for it. Then smiled tightly at her as she smiled brightly saying her goodbyes to you, before she closed the door behind her.

As soon as the door was closed you rushed through the hallways, reaching Jin's study in no time. You threw the door open without bothering knocking first.

“Jin, why are you letting her walk without her guards? Or even just one of us?”

Staring harshly at him, not caring that he was clearly busy with some papers, while Namjoon and Yoongi leaned over the desk.

Jin slowly raised his gaze to you, while Yoongi quietly sniggered under his breath at your anger. The look Jin sent you almost sent you reeling, he looked confused, as if he had no idea what you were talking about.

“Your daughter Jin, Yerin? You just let her walk out the door ALONE!”

You hissed angrily at him, your arm gesturing to where the front door was located.

“She’s not alone though?”

You scrunched your eyebrows in confusion, the only person who had walked out the door was Yerin. As you opened your mouth to explain that, Jin interrupted you.

“Jungkook is shadowing her, and he’s picking her up from school later today too”

His brows were still pinched in slight confusion, how could even think he would let his precious daughter leave without a guard.

“O-oh, I just, she said she would be walking…Alone”

You trailed off as a slight blush made its appearance on your cheeks. Desperate to find a way to escape the now almost embarrassing situation you made up a lousy excuse.

“I’ll just…Uh…Start cooking”

With that you made your escape out of the door, only making it a few steps down the hallway before Jin grabbed you by the arm. He wore a huge smirk on his face, and you could hear Yoongi cackling from inside his office.

“I didn’t think you’d be able to beat me when it comes to being a worrywart, baby”

Yoongi (6 years old)

“Dad?”

A small voice called from the entrance of the living room. You and Yoongi were currently lounging on the couch, watching a show, having put his son to bed just 30 minutes earlier.

Yoongi turned to face Hyun, while you grabbed the remote to pause the show.

“Dad, can i have a gun in my room, I think there’s someone under my bed”

You nearly choked on your spit at his words, feeling Yoongi's arm stiffen around your shoulders. Yoongi knew you hated guns and violence with a passion, hell, he had been frightened you’d leave, when you first found out he was in the mafia. But all you had told him was to never have a gun visible inside your home.

As contradictory as it was, to have a no gun zone inside your home, it had worked…So far. Hyun knew what his dad did for work, not the bloody and violent part, but he knew of the guns.

Clearing your throat you tried to come up with an alternative to the guns, you were not going to hand a gun over to a 6 year old.

“Hyun sweetie, how about i sleep with you tonight, I can scare whatever’s hiding under your bed away”

Hyun frowned before glancing at Yoongi, clearly not too happy with your idea.

“Mom, you’re not strong at all, if I can’t have a gun i want daddy to sleep with me”

Yoongi choked down a laugh, coughing slightly in an attempt to hide it, as you slapped his arm.

Turning to Hyun you pouted playfully at him.

“Awh but Hyun, then mom will be all alone in the big bed”

He almost gaped in shock at your words, realizing you would in fact be alone in the big bed without Yoongi.

“I’ll just sleep with you in the big bed then!”

Turning he ran as fast as he could to grab his pillow from his room.

“Yoongi…Would you have given him a gun if I wasn’t here?”

You questioned quietly, watching his face for any changes that could reveal his thoughts. Sighing, he dragged a hand through his hair, before smiling sadly at you.

“Younger me probably would have”

“MOMMY! Come on!”

Hyun yelled from the bedroom, dragging you from the rather heavy conversation. You got up squeezing Yoongi’s arm, but turned to him just before you left the room.

“You’re NEVER giving my child a gun, even if it’s a life or death situation, do you hear me Yoongi?”

His eyes glided over your face, noting how serious you were, but also how protective and fierce you looked in that moment. Nodding his head he watched you disappear, before he chuckled to himself. He almost couldn’t believe how protective you were of his son.

Namjoon (10 year old)

You had gone to the park that afternoon with Aera, Namjoons daughter, she had been begging you all day

“Please, please, please lets do something” and “It’s so boring inside, mom I’m bored”

So you had relented and gone to the park, unable to withstand her puppy eyes.

You were watching her on the playground, sitting on a bench a few meters away, not wanting to disturb her. However, you got disturbed by a phone call, picking up the device, you saw Namjoons name.

“Joon, what’s wrong?”

Hearing his warm laughter in your ear, you relaxed a bit.

“I’m just calling to hear how it’s going, and to ask what you want for dinner tonight, I’m cooking after all”

You almost grimaced, remembering the last time he made dinner, he had somehow managed to burn scrambled eggs.

“Mommy watch me!”

Aera yelled from the top of the slide, making you smile at her, nodding your head telling her to go down it.

“Do you really think that’s a good idea Joon? I mean last time was-” “Don’t mention last time! I practiced, remember I’ve been getting lessons by Jin-hyung”

You chuckled at Namjoons words, somehow having trouble believing he’d improved just by having Jin teach him.

He continued talking about what kind of food he’d learnt to make from Jin, but you got distracted, noticing the sudden absence of Aera on the playground.

Getting up from your spot, your breathing got faster as you circled the playground looking for her.

“-ing heavy? Y/N! Answer me, what’s happening?”

You heard Namjoons panicking voice in your ear, having completely forgotten the phone call. Not knowing what to say as you were on the border of just sobbing out loud you couldn’t give him any useful information, except a whimper of his name.

“Joon” “Taehyung track her location now! Fuck, baby just stay calm, I’m coming, okay, I’m on my way”

Tears were dripping down your face, listening to how fast he worked on finding you, it almost made you feel useless and weak. But you couldn’t help it, anything could have happened to his daughter, and it would be your fault.

A few minutes later you heard heavy boots pounding on the gravel road and you saw Namjoon followed by several armed men. He quickly ran up to you, grabbing your shoulders and inspecting you for wounds. When he found none he pulled you into a tight hug, making you choke up again.

“Joon, Aera, I-I can’t find her, she was just on the playground and then she wasn’t there, and I can’t find her Joon, what if something’s happened to her, or someone has taken her?”

You sobbed loudly into his chest, guilt eating away at you. Clenching his teeth Namjoon signaled his men to start scouring the entire park. He tugged you tighter into his chest, trying to reassure you that everything would be alright, but both of you knew he couldn’t be sure of that.

“Daddy?!”

You froze at the voice, turning quickly, seeing one of Namjoons men carrying Aera in his arms securely. Gasping you ran towards her, barely waiting for the man to put her down, before you had her in your arms.

“Don’t ever do that to me again Aera! Never leave without telling someone okay baby?”

As he was watching you, Namjoon realized just how deeply rooted your love and worry for his daughter was, making him smile slightly, despite the current situation.

Hoseok (15 year old)

“Mom? Mom wake up!”

Someone was shaking your shoulder making you groan slightly, it was still way too dark outside for it to be morning. Blinking slowly you saw Hwan sitting on the bed next to you. Combing a hand through his hair you sat up slightly, still confused.

“What is it baby? Did you have a nightmare?”

He grimaced at you grumbling out a “I haven’t had nightmares in years mom” before a loud clang was heard from the downstairs area. Getting out of bed you approached the door, ready to go out and find the cause of the noise. Hwan launched after you, grabbing your arm, and shaking his head fervently.

“Mom, someone’s inside, downstairs, with guns, it’s not dads men” “What?”

You gasped at him, suddenly not knowing what to do as your mind blanked. Of course you knew Hoseok was in the mafia, and you knew the dangers that came with it, but you never expected something like this to happen.

Feeling a tugging at your hand you saw Hwan attempting to lead you to the window.

“Mom we have to get out of here and call dad”

Shakily you nodded your head, wondering how he was so composed compared to you, but deciding to brush it off for now. Climbing out the window, you watched Hwan drop down to hang off the edge, before dropping into some bushes below. As you were following him, you heard the door in your bedroom bust open, followed by someone yelling.

“They’re outside!”

The bushes saved your fall, but they scratch up your legs, leaving small trails of blood. Sneaking behind Hwan you were trying to make it to the front of the garden, when someone suddenly grabbed him.

“Hwan! Let my son go!”

You yelled, grabbing a nearby vase and throwing it at the goons face, making him pass out.

Hwan stared at you, shocked at your actions, you were never one to pick violence, and you rarely got angry.

“Baby, sweetie are you alright? Let’s get out of here and wait for Hobi yeah?”

You smiled shakily at him, trying to exude calmness, but failing miserably.

You managed to make it a few blocks down the road, having called Hoseok on the way to come get you. Hwan had been holding your hand the entire way, and you guessed it was for your sake, seeing as you’d been clutching it with a death grip the entire time.

Sitting in an alley, you waited impatiently, until the sound of cars stopping nearby reached your ears.

Feeling paranoid you dragged Hwan behind you, shielding him with your body, preparing yourself for the worst.

“Y/N? Hwan?”

Hearing Hoseok's voice you let out a small gasp, jumping up from your crouched position. Dragging Hwan with you, you engulfed both of them in a hug, savoring the moment.

“Are you okay? Any injuries?”

Hoseok asked, rubbing your back soothingly. Nodding your head, Hwan grumbled a bit.

“Almost wasn’t but mom threw a vase at the guy, knocking him out real good”

You smiled tightly at both of them, still not quite over that shock yet. Hoseok smiled at you admiring the strength you showed to protect not only yourself but his son as well.

[stopaskinf]

“I wish you roses, and roses, and roses, and roses”

Summary: Flowers and attached notes of BTS boys

Genre: Fluff, angst(?), descriptions of hardships and arguments between Tae and Reader but ending is hopeful

CW: Nothing

A/N: Who would have known my fall back into flower language would align with me doing my first prompt challenge thing. I used a bunch of them, so they will be highlighted in the notes.

Giving credit to @writinginstardust for their huge brain🫡‼️‼️ 🫶🫶

Jungkook: sunflowers, yellow tulips, red tulips

“For my sweetest pookie.

I can’t write much on this card because the company gave me a word limit. Poor me. Can you feel my pout through this? I wanted to tell you that I dreamt about you last night. I saw it so clearly. It was late at night and we were stargazing outside. Bam was sprawled out on our laps like the lazy kid he is while you talked to me about your day, childhood, and everything. I don’t remember which story you were on but I remember you smiling at the end. God, I told you how much I love your smile right? I want to see it again soon. Seeing your blinding smile, I rush back into the house to fish for this bouquet. When I gave you the flowers, you rolled your pretty eyes. Still, you gave me the warmest smile I’d ever seen. It felt like deja vu.

- From Jungkook”

Yoongi: tarragon, daisies, morning glory, gardenia

“Hello dear.

I’ve missed you. Last night I woke up in an insomniac haze. For a second I thought that I was home. I saw you standing in the shadows gazing into me. I came to you and you held me while I clung to you. You smelt like vanilla and lavender. You smelt like home. Then reality hit me like a brick. Genuinely. Once my vision cleared I had a thumping migraine between my eyes and a stiff-as-shit neck. You always did tell me not to fall asleep in my studio chair. I spent the next hour lying in the dark on my studio couch like a wounded orphan. I wish I had told you. I should have told you. I would have been less alone. Less in pain. I don’t think I’m cut out for this job, I swear.

I can see you rolling your eyes, but I mean it this time. I’m coming home tomorrow. Finally, I can’t wait. - Yoongi”

V: Saliva (Red, blue, purple), Red carnation, baby’s breath

“Hi, clover.

You miss me?

I miss you. I’ve been thinking about you all day. I feel dreary. I’m working on a small ceramic mushroom…It’s not going well, It’s too lopsided. The sky is covered in a light gray fog. I hear the rain splash against the windows while Yeontan barks. We were supposed to see each other but I’m all alone now. Are you still upset? I was harsh. I felt the fearful pain of you leaving me, so I was determined to hurt you back. To make you feel what I felt so strongly. However, when I went back to lick my wounds, memories of our bliss came back stronger. Every touch. Every kiss. Every midnight walk we had when we both couldn’t sleep. The mornings waking up together. I was a fool. I always am, but more so in these moments.

When I see you again, can I hold your hand? I miss your warmth. And you - Your Alien”

Jin: red roses, pink roses, white roses

“Did you know my mother adores you?

Yeah, you’re all she ever talks about. “Oh, they’re so sweet.”

“Have you no manners? You see them looking so beautiful and you don’t say anything?”

“Yah, Seokjin how’s my favorite child doing?” Then when I tell her I’m fine, she goes “Quit joking, you know who I’m talking about.” How upsetting! I’m her actual son, but compared to you I’m chopped liver! Still, I can’t blame her. I’m the same way. I missed you during enlistment. I also missed the boys. Though not as much when compared to you. I see them 360 days out of the year. They’re staples in my life, but you…you’re my world.

My private heaven. My home. And I’ve been away from my home far too long. I intend to fix that. Get ready!

- From, Kim Seokjin ♥️”

Namjoon: Magnolia, cactus, succulents, aloe

“

“If the devil were to ever see you, he’d kiss your eyes and repent.” - Farouq Jwaydeh

Good morning, my Divine. I hope your day is going well. Mine could be better. It’s not bad, but not great. Just a day. I’m in a rut. I went to the studio and tried to write but my slack brain didn’t want to. Instead, it wants to focus on you. Where is my love? Have they finished the book I gave them? Have they thought about me today? As I think about them every day? How often do they think of me? I could close my eyes and still envision them perfectly. It’s wrapped itself in roses and lilies and recites love poems and scenarios. It’s excruciating shit. So, I’ll give it and myself an outlet. For starters, do you know how beautiful you are? It’s truly distracting. You’ve left me so lovesick that I’m borderline diseased. My waking hours are anguishing. My feet feel heavy and my head spins. My third rib begs for its return to my body so that my heart can be caged away once again. I know this is a lot to take in. I want to talk about it more with you when I’m less of a shell of a man. I won’t resent you if you don’t reciprocate. I’ll be pained, but I’ll come back to you. If do you reciprocate…Either way, say you want me, and I’m yours. - Kim Namjoon”

J-hope: honeysuckle, forget me nots, chrysanthemum (red)

“Hellooooooo. I hope your day has been as lovely as you are, honey. By the way, what kind of jewelry do you like best? I can’t pick. Gold makes you look stunningly regal but Silver shows the depth of your skin and eyes. This bouquet and the jewelry were both supposed to be same-day gifts, but the company never gave me any damn updates! How unfair is that! So now, these gifts have been forced apart. It’s so cruel. 🥲

I know I could call you about this instead, but it’s too different. I’ve been gone too long. I said I needed a refresh. A moment to connect back to what I want in life. Well, I have! The sky is so clear. The sun is shining. The forecast said there would be nice weather. They were absolutely right. My feet feel lighter. So does my heart. The cloud that hung over me has gone and I’ve stepped out of the box that’s kept me trapped. I’m ready to take my first step, but I want you there with me.

Tell me what you want.

Of the jewelry, I mean. I can’t afford to spend the whole day shopping! I love you. - Jung Hoseok”

Jimin: white jasmine, hibiscus, daffodils, white camellia

“Hello Darling ♥️.

I just realized how much I love you.

Well, not just realized, but I still needed to remind you. It sounds corny, but I’m very sincere. Besides, there’s no occasion for when you should declare your love right? Sure, there are preferred moments, but what’s wrong with keeping love fresh and exciting? Shouldn’t you want your lover to voice their love for you every day?

No, but honestly, It’s crazy, really. No one’s ever made me feel like this.

I’ve dreamt about this for as long as can remember, but only now have I found it. The person who I thought of every second of every day. The person who colored my dreams at night. The one I envisioned whenever I sang love songs. The one who I searched high and low for without fail or doubt.

I’ve waited so long for this.

So long…

I just needed to remind you. I’ll spend the rest of our lives reminding you. So don’t worry, I’m here. - Love Mochi”

[0funsite0]

Only Teens - JJk pt.5

Warnings: pregnancy, difficulties in pregnancy, cruel mother, bed rest, slight pregnancy shower sex, brest play, lactation, lactation kink, pregnancy kink

Word count: 2.2k

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It's been almost a week since the incident. Y/n has been staying at home, doing online classes. Their baby seemed to be okay. The bleeding stopped and she didn't experience more pain in her abdomen... at least not from contractions.

Their baby girl was beginning to get stronger than they expected and it not once happened that Y/n felt some serious discomfort and pain from her kicks. Those were some uncomfortable moments, but at the end of the day Y/n looked back at these moments with joy and pride that her baby was so active.

She was taking a well-deserved nap when the loud noise of the door slamming open woke her.

- Fold these. - her mother said with a stern voice while throwing a batch of dry clothes onto her bed, hitting the pregnant girl's bump.

Good thing they are soft.

- And make sure you vacuum this floor today.

- Yes mother.

Chores are the last thing she needs after that scare last week. But her mother couldn't seem to understand and keeps adding to the tremendous weight on her shoulders.

She left the room slamming te door one last time behind her.

Reluctantly she got up from her place in bed and stretched stiff and aching limbs out.

This is going to take a while...

And she wasn't wrong. Folding clothes while having to bend over her protruding middle amd vacuuming with constant back pain seemed to take twice as long as it did before. She even had to stop once in a while to catch her breath.

And after an hour and a half she was all done. And there goes her nap. Well... Maybe she could try going back to bed for a bit before Jungkook got home from work. She wanted to greet him. She missed him. He started working not too long ago, and now they couldn't even meet during schooltime. It was torture for both of them.

No matter how hard she tried to fall asleep, fast movements from within her kept her conscious. She smiled lightly and rested a hand atop her stomach.

- Hi baby! - she whispered. - Let's have some rest okay? Before dadda comes home. - she thought for a second. - Or should I say appa?

She chuckled. In the end she chose to take out her phone from and caught her baby's stretches on camera for her boyfriend to watch later. Jungkook often complained playfully that he often missed her kicks since Y/n was the one who actually carried the baby skin to skin. Obviously he new this was the smallest sacrifice to make, carrying and growing a human being inside your body from scratch was a huge task. Not to mention Y/n's body has only just stopped building itself fully, now she had to power through this as well.

He was beyond grateful for all that.

Once done with the short clip she put her phone away and did manage to fall into a shallow sleep.

~

The exhausted boy didn't even stop in front of his family's home to change out of his work clothes. He could always shower at Y/n's and borrow one of Jin's hoodies if absolutely necessary.

That's what felt home. That's where family was.

The sight of his girlfriend's mother leaving their garage with her car reminded him that the before mentioned statements did have one exception.

Regardless he parked his car into their driveway and took out the shopping bags full of things he bought. He walked up to their door and barely lifted his free hand to knock the door opened.

- Jungkook! - Mr. Y/l/n greeted kindly. - Nice to see you. Come in.

- Thank you, dad! Nice to see you too.

- Thanks but none of that dad-thing, okay? - he chuckled along with the young boy.

- Okay sorry dad!

The kind man his the younger on the shoulder lightly simply as a playful gesture. They've been seeing each other so much recently it was only natural for their relationship to grow, along with his bond with Jin. They were a family now after all.

Mrs. Y/l/n was a topic for another day.

Mr. Y/l/n took one bag from the floor and brought it inside, gesturing for Jungkook to enter the house as well.

- Y/n's upstairs sleeping.

- Good, at least she'll be a bit more well rested after this long nap. - Jungkook smiled relived.

He remembered Y/n texting him short before his shift that she'll be having a little nap and she wished her well at work. It was almost a routine for them by now, but she never really managed to sleep more than an hour maximum. She was just too far into her pregnancy to be comfortable for longer than that. And he was perfectly aware of the fact.

- Uhh... Well she was kind of disturbed. - the older man informed uncomfortably. - She only just managed to get back to sleep about 20 minutes ago.

- Oh... Um I'll be upstairs with her.

- Alright, just try to let her rest a bit more. She's had a rough day.

- Of course!

- And you could try following her actions as well. You don't look well rested yourself. - he said with the previous gentleness returning to his features.

- Yes, sir. - with that he took both of the bags and walked upstairs.

He pushed the door open as quietly as he could with both hands occupied and also managed to close it with little to no noise. Setting the heavy bags down was another challenge but nothing is impossible to the golden boy. Well... Better say man now. A soon-to-be father.

A gentle smile spread across his face as he walked closer to the sleeping pregnant girl. She looked peaceful. Tired, but peaceful.

He sat next to her bed on the floor fearful of waking her by the dipping bed if he sat on it. Either way Y/n was a light sleeper and even the barely noticeable commotion, that went down in her room in the past moments, managed to have her stir awake rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

- Kook? - she asked before she'd opened her eyes.

- Sorry I woke you angel. - he said caressing her soft hair.

- I was barely asleep so it wasn't you.

At that moment they were both at ease. They were finally seeing each other after 24 hour, which wasn't the end of the world, but nowadays things were different.

They both felt this excruciating emptiness inside of them whenever they were apart. Maybe it was the fact that the girl was carrying their shared fruit inside her blossoming womb. It was as if there bodies were connected by that precious little girl and being apart for even just a day felt unnatural.

Of course others would say things like clinginess is always a symptom of pregnancy for women and men just felt more protective over their partners during this time, making them want to spend most of their time with them. But there would be nothing magical about that. ;)

- Missed you so much. - she whispered while reaching for him to be pulled into a hug.

- I missed you two more. - he took her into his arm and put the other around her tummy.

There was one moment when he lifted his lingering palm from her bump but that was all it took for him to miss a kick, the only sign being Y/n's audible gasp.

- Did you feel that? - she asked pulling away with happy eyes.

- A kick? - he asked a bit disappointed.

- Yeah. A pretty light one but I thought it could be felt from the outside too.

- I just missed that one moment. - he pouted.

- Come here.

She gestured him to lay behind her on the bed. Once he did she leaned into his strong chest, resting her back on ot. Her had occupied its usual place: the crook of his neck. Last step was taking hsi hands and putting them onto the bare skin of her stomach along with hers on top of his.

- Now feel.

Jungkook leaned forward slightly just enough to rest his chin softly on her shoulder so he could have a better view of what was going on down there. He didn't only want to feel but see with his own eyes as well.

Soon enough light movements signed that their little baby girl was wanting to let herself be known. A giggle erupted from the young couple as they watched in awe.

No matter the difficulties they were gonna power through them. Just like Jungkook promised once and he planned on keeping that promise forever. He wasn't going to let them down once more.

Jus then another giggle came from the girl on his chest when she noticed the bright white color of his work shirt he still had on.

- Are you in your uniform still? - she turned her head to him.

- Sorry. I just wanted to come here as soon as possible.

- Do you want to have a shower together?

His eyes widened. It was hard enough for him to control himself while holding her warm, changing, blossoming body every day. They haven't done anything since finding out about the baby. At least not together...

Maybe it was shame that kept them from bringing it up even in front of only each other, ot maybe it was Jungkook's fear of hurting her in any way. Of course that was until a week ago. Since the scare they had sex was completely off the table for the duration of the pregnancy and post partum recovery.

- I'll just take a quick one, you stay in bed. - he suggested hoping it will give him the chance to shower alone to avoid any funny business.

Well... He couldn't convince her.

And he couldn't keep control. Not after she subconsciously bit her plump bottom lips. Not after she rid herself of any clothes. Not after her full breasts were right at arms reach.

His big palms flew onto her breasts, which were now covered with warm water. It was nice, it eased some of the pain in them. But her boyfriend's hands were doing wonders for her tender blossoms. The way he kept massaging made them leak a slightly yellow colored liquid. A few drops rolled down her curves onto her big belly.

Jungkook, in fear of having the running water from the shower wash away his newfound gold, turned the water off and got on his knees. Now he was in eye level with the liquid treasure. He wasted no time opening hsi mouth and licking them off of his pregnant girlfriend's bump. Whatever was left on her warm skin he rubbed it in.

He was lost in absolute bliss.

- The best moisturizer against stretch marks. - he panted with a mischievous grin on his face. - Look at you! Gorgeous carrying my child, gracefully growing together with out girl. Producing golden milk for our baby-

-and husband. - he finished his sentence.

All the while Y/n's eyes were closed, listening to every praise that left his mouth. If she would've had underwear on they would've been ruined that's how wet she's gotten. But a particular word made those eyes pop open with the speed of lightning.

- J-Jungkook... - she moaned.

The boy wasn't ready to get up yet. He was hungry for what she was giving him. All to him. All because of him.

He closed the space between his mouth and her wet lips, which proved to be difficult with a big curvy barrier that his forehead bumped into. But this couldn't stop him from getting what he desired. Not after so many months of silence.

- Nghh.. ahh! - she tried to muffle her moans of absolute pleasure to no avail.

The boy quickly turned the water back on to hopefully drown their sounds from other ears, all the while not stopping what he was busy with.

- I'm... I'm cumming!

Jungkook didn't free his mouth, he simply just lifted his hand to run it along he sides as a sign of permission.

The amount of precious juice she gave him made his already standing length harden even more.

- Fuck, princess...

He was gonna have to take care of that later.

- Let me help you. - she panted after coming down from her high, catching a glimpse of his throbbing member.

She was preparing to het on her knees with the help of leaning onto the shower door handle, but muscular arms cought her under the armpits to lift her back up.

- No baby, today is all about you. - he reassured her all the while his body protested with raging hormones.

Y/n wanted to protest, but his hungrily soft lips shut her up with a passionate kiss.

It was no secret to either of them that after he lovingly dried her off, helped dressing her, waited for her to close her eyes while he tucked her in for another well-deserved nap, he'll be going back into that damned shower to finish his business thinking about those milk-filled blossoms and child-filled womb.

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/n: Holy ****... First time writing smut. Won't make a habit out of it probably, since I find it a bit boring XD but it's part of their relationship, so it had to be included at least once. Hope it wasn't too bad 😞

[dangermousie]

Best kdrama you have probably never heard of - Someday (2006)

"I can't breathe because my heart is filled with thoughts of you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you."

Answering the ask about my perfect kdramas made me think of and want to make a pusher post for the most underrated drama on that list Someday, starring Bae Doona, Lee Jin Wook, Kim Min Joon and Oh Yoon Ah.

When she was 17, Hana (Bae Doona), a Korean brought up in Japan by her grandmother, won a prestigious award and was launched on a career as a popular manga artist in Japan. The same day Hana was launched on her path to popularity and fame, Seokman (Lee Jin Wook) was having the worst day of his life -- he and his family were involved in a car crash, leaving him the only survivor. Fast forward three years or so and the paths of Hana, now a well-known mangaka who is facing a creative drought, and Seokman, now a sort of a missing-persons detective, are about to collide.

This is both an old drama (2006) and also one released on OCN back when it was just starting, so even back when I originally watched it 15 years ago, it was not well known. It's such a pity - this one is on my Top 10 kdramas list of all time for a reason. There are so many reasons as to why this deserves to be better known - it has a delicious off-beat vibe and in some ways it reminds me on an old school jdrama with its realistic feel and its meditation on life; but it retains old school kdrama strengths of romance and suffering and gorgeous cinematography. Its love story, which made me cry and cry and then grin like a lunatic and hug my pillows - it's so unexpected and sneaks up on you and then grabs and refuses to let go. Its stories of alienation and connections and families lost and found and made. Its laid-back charm which lures you in until you, all relaxed, are whacked with the darkness at the core, and are left gasping for breath (full disclosure - this drama made me cry more than once.)

It is also a chance for you to see some wonderful performances. The always sublime Bae Doona is well...sublime, as the quirky Hana who has locked her capacity for warmth and caring far away due to childhood loss - when the story starts she is almost an alien dropped among those weird humans - curious, exploratory, and oh-so-different. One of the biggest pleasures of the drama is to watch her learn to become fully human - to feel compassion, to feel love. Lee Jin Wook is one of my huge kdrama crushes and he doesn't disappoint, playing his character with so much sweetness that you get lulled into a false sense of security and don't realize just how much damage and despair Seokman has inside, until you are confronted with it, and then go "of course - it all makes sense now." His chemistry with Bae Doona is just so pitch-perfect - their whole relationship is so full of discovery and hope and tentativeness for both of them. You can't help but root for these two very damaged people to work it out and heal each other. She has no emotions but he has no hope or self-worth - and the biggest pleasure for me was to watch both of them recover what they lack. The drama Someday reminds me of most is my favorite twdrama, Mars - the two horribly damaged protagonists with vastly different coping mechanisms make each other better. It goes dark sometimes, terribly dark, but ultimately it's the story of new beginnings and of hope.

Kim Min Joon and Oh Yoon Ah are not secondary characters in this - every member of the quartet (and they are not really a love quartet in the usual sense) is equally important. If Hana and Seokman are horribly wounded children, both KMJ and OYA play grown-ups. If you are expecting a typical older kdrama evil secondary girl, you are in for a disappointment. OYA's Hae Young is the sanest, best person in the quartet, and the one most in touch with her feelings, which include her unrequited love for her best friend Jin Pyo (KMJ). And speaking of Kim Min Joon - he plays perhaps the most controversial character in this - a psychiatrist who gloms onto Hana as a representation of his fanboy fantasies, not a real woman (he does not get to know the real Hana the way Seokman does) and who is the one most in control and delights in manipulation. But I ended up liking him nonetheless - in a way, he was caught in a bubble as much as Hana was, only this bubble was of his own willful making.

My favorite scene? Because I am a sadist, it's the sequence leading to Seokman's suicide attempt (it's either that or he gets done in, due to the debts) - his counting how many minutes he has left and getting his math wrong, his visiting the hospital and tying up all the loose ends, his scene on the river bank with Hana, his suicide attempt itself, when he walks off limping and muttering "stupid stupid stupid" not able to think of anything but that he failed.

This drama is SO GOOD and SO UNDERRATED and really should be watched.

[juliapark13]

https://www.instagram.com/reel/Cve81XVo7i_/?igshid=NjIwNzIyMDk2Mg==

Wow just wow 🤩🤩🤩

For me performers in BTS goes like : JM > JK > Hobi > Tae > Suga > Jin > RM

Jimin is superior, no matter who denies it we all know even haters eyes automatically gravitate towards him. Theres a reason why among all member's his fancams went viral multiple times. He gracefully flows but with crisp moves. Basically sex symbol of BTS... no one can say Jimin's performance doesn't make them feel some way lol. Just him wearing his purple outfit with purple eyes and wt hair is enough to captivate people.

Jk and hobi, for me the difference is power and sex appeal. JK gives more power in moves and oozes sex appeal which makes his performance more attractive. He performs like he wanna wreck you lol.

Someone told Jimin always gives : Come and get me energy while JK gives: I'm gonna eat you up energy. Its evident in their performances too.

Tae and Yoongi are laid back perfomers but Tae's cold looks gives him an aura which makes him more appealing to many. While Yoongi only concentrate on expressions while his part comes up. But I don't understand why some are adamant about Tae being in dance line lol. There's a huge difference in movements and stability 3J gives in performance vs tae.

Jin and RM, not best performers but Jin kinda has a cute expression while performing than RM. While RM looks like he's repeating moves which he by hearted. Also many expressions make his performance awkward lol. But it's ok, as dancing line is strong they cover it up.

Interesting analysis. I don’t know how exactly I would place others besides JM and JK, probably similarly as you.

BTS’s performances overall are incomparable and unmatched. But in my opinion JM and JK in both group and solo performances stand out.

Let’s watch some Jimin’s now

1st of all this legendary iconic Jimin main character

Then this most iconic fancam

Lie - timeless iconic, it’s one of my favourite songs by him and my favourite performance

Serendipity - another timeless iconic

Filter - epic

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This Set Me Free Pt.2 performance

This Like Crazy performance, I love this one

Jimin dancing contemporary is my favourite

Basically everything is iconic

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And when Jungkook and Jimin dance and sing together? Unmatched power duo

Imagine if he had concert where he would perform all of his old and new songs…

[bad-decisionsot7]

Make up sex with the boys.

Jin would start off soft and slow. he'd take his time feeling up your body before laying you down and undressing you, he'd leave a soft trail of kisses down your body, his hands carefully caressing your skin. he intended on showing you how much he missed you while you two were broken up one of the only ways he knew how, making love to you. sure he could be kinky but after time apart he wanted you to know just how much he appreciated you and he felt having passionate sex with you was the best way. he'd groan softly in your ear saying things like "you drive me so insane baby." "i've missed your body so much."

Joonie would start off slow. he'd kiss every inch of your skin, placing especially soft kisses on your nose and lips. after his "soft session" as he would call it, you would be underneath him, your fingers clawing down his back as he slammed himself inside of you repeatedly, he wanted to make you feel what you had been missing during your "break" and he was sure as hell getting his point across. he'd be constantly let out deep breaths as he fucked you almost letting his pleasure fully consume him. your moaning would be like music to his ears instantly setting him into a sense of ultimate pleasure.

Hobi would be the same as always, he'd want you to ride him, his hands constantly held at your hips. he wouldn't fully let you take control though as he set the pace. he expected you to be on top and happily take him which you did. he'd kiss your neck, nip your jaw, graze his teeth at your sensitive spot. do all the things he knew you'd get weak by once you were practically melting under his touch he'd start fucking his hips into yours, slamming you down onto him and groaning in pure pleasure. he knew you had missed him and the sex so he made it the best he could.

Jimin would softly caress your skin and hold you onto his lap for a while. he would then lay you down and give you some mind blowing head, reminding you all what his skillful tongue could do to your body, specifically your throbbing pussy, he would. be completely focused on you and your pleasure. he took great pride in how much of a mess you'd become in such short time. after a while and a few orgasms he'd finally fuck you, slow and soft so he could indulge in ever ounce of your body. his goal was to get you exhausted so he could then baby you. he always succeeded.

Yoongi wouldn't be soft or sweet. he'd bend you over his knee, spanking you until he seen your skin turn a glistening red shade. your cries would fuel him, only making him more turned on. he'd rip you up, flipping you over so your ass would be in the air. after gripping your hair, he'd fuck you senseless reminding you who you belonged to. yoongi wasn't very vocal but when the sex was too good, you couldn't shut him up. he'd be groaning deeply. sometimes hissing. "mmm, you like when daddy's rough like this, don't you?" "i bet you only came back to have this, huh naughty girl?"

Tae would be a huge tease. he loved marking you so the first thing he'd do was leave those dangerously red hickies all over the inside of your thighs. he'd come up to kiss you, grinding his bulge against your clothed core. he knew you'd become weaker just by his harsh thrusts. he loved hearing your whimpers and you'd constantly breathe out things like "god, i've missed this." which only intensified things. the sex was even more incredible because the way he seemed to just be so rough and gentle at the same time, really had the both of you going.

Jungkook would start off rough. pinning you against the wall, ripping your pants down, kissing and nipping at your jaw. he loved to watch you breathlessly cling onto him and whine into his ear whenever he'd kiss or nip at your sweet spot. when he'd fuck you, it'd be hard and rough against the wall before leading to the bed. he loved starting off rough because he could slow himself down and enjoy your body a little more towards the end. when you both would reach your climaxes, he'd slow down, looking into your eyes before leaning down to kiss you softly, heavy panting in your ear. "i love you so much, don't ever leave me again baby, i'm serious."

[leonscape]

Stepping Into the Fututre With You

Forever With You story event rewrite for Leon's route.

Leon x MC (Emma) Word Count: 2419

I'm sure yall have already seen my breakdown over Leon's route. So I decided to do a rewrite. But I went a little overboard and towards the end, it was kind of rushed because it was getting too long. I hope everyone enjoys reading this.

Since becoming king, Leon only grew busier each day, working hard to fulfill his duties. Emma also gained new responsibilities as she prepared to stand by Leon’s side as queen one day. Lessons with Sariel never got any easier, but she does maintain good relationships with all the ministers. And as time went on, she grew comfortable in the position that would one day become reality.

Leon’s heart beat faster every time he saw her mingling with the other nobles. Society hasn’t always been so kind, but their hard work and effort was paying off. Smiles and laughter surrounded her everywhere she went. A strong sense of pride welled up in Leon’s chest and he couldn’t help but smile at her too. There was no doubt in his mind that she would make an excellent queen one day. 

Having late nights was a common occurrence. Bearing all the responsibility and putting in the work took a toll on the both of them. The sun had been long gone by the time Leon found Emma in the library. She was slouched over the table, resting her head on the books. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was even. Leon admired her for a brief moment. He observed the rhythm of her breath, the way her lips formed a pout as her face was squished against the opened books, and even the way her eyelashes appeared to be more longer and delicate with her eyes closed. He couldn’t be more proud of her, but at the same time he wished to escape from the palace and have her all to himself, at least for a day. 

Leon gently rubbed her back in an attempt to wake her. He leaned down to her ear and whispered, “Hey, falling asleep while reading is my thing.” 

Emma groggily groaned and shifted in her sleepy state. After a few seconds, it finally registered where she was, what she was doing, and who was talking. “Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry, Leon. Were you waiting for me?”

“I was wondering where you were and I got worried so I came looking for you. I figured you’d be here,” Leon said. 

She brushed her hair down and cleared her throat, “Sorry to keep you waiting. I was organizing the guestlist for the tea party next month, and then I fell down a rabbit hole trying to do research on some history.” 

“That’s all right. Let’s just call it a night and get you to bed.” Leon escorted her from the library to the bedroom. 

Leon lingered around for a bit just in case, but Emma just laughed, “Don’t worry, I won’t secretly sneak off and continue studying or anything like that.”

“Good,” Leon responded. “You’re doing really well, and I appreciate your hard work.”

“Thank you, Leon.” She proudly smiled at him. He kissed her forehead and bid her good night. When he shut the door to her room, he softly sighed to himself and pulled out a ring from his pocket. He clutched it in his fist and closed his eyes, making a silent wish. Please let everything go well.

There was no doubt in his mind. But it still didn’t stop him from being nervous to pop the question. He went to his most trusted brothers and asked them for a huge favor. 

“What are we celebrating?” Yves asked. The domestic faction was huddled around Leon’s desk. Leon pulled out the small box the engagement ring sat in and his brothers gasped. 

“Really?!” Yves screeched. Licht’s jaw dropped with his eyes wide. 

“It’s about time,” Jin chuckled, giving a brotherly slap on Leon's back. 

“I want to have a little celebration, that’s all. Just like when we welcomed her to the palace,” Leon explained. 

“You’re so confident she’ll say yes?” Jin teased. 

“Of course she will,” Yves replied. 

“Even if she doesn’t say yes, I still want to make sure she can smile and have a good time. 

“You can count on us,” Licht said. Yves began planning and Licht was helping him too. 

Jin approached Leon. “So, everything’s about to change, huh?” 

“I know you’re worried, but I’ll protect her.” 

He nodded and sighed, “I know you will. But I’ll still worry.” 

“Thanks,” Leon replied and the two brothers shared a look of understanding. Jin walked off with a thoughtful smile on his face.

“All right, Yves, you can take care of the food, just leave the booze to me,” Jin said. 

“Fine. Just don’t go overboard,” Yves responded. 

While his brothers set everything up, Leon took Emma on a date. They made a speedy escape from the palace with no problems. The town was lively as the people went about their business. The sun was bright and the wind blew a faint scent of roses. 

“Let’s stop by the bookstore,” Leon suggested and Emma agreed without complaint. He always loved seeing the excited look in her eyes when she browsed the shelves. It didn’t matter how he felt about books because he knew how he felt about Emma.

“Could you recommend some books?” Leon asked. 

“Oh sure! This one is good, it’s a vampire romance novel, but it’s a sad story. This one is a good book too! This one is about a woman who goes to an alternate world where people use magic.” Emma pulled some books off of the shelf. “And this one is a story about a woman who travels to the past and falls in love.”

“I’ll be sure to read these then.” Leon accepted the books. He looked down to see the books in her hand with foreign titles. Maybe one day I’ll read those too, Leon thought to himself.

It wasn’t long before they both got a bit hungry. The scent of a nearby cafe effortlessly lured them in and they couldn’t resist. They sampled the cafe’s new desserts and gave their compliments to the owner. Emma smiled ear to ear, enjoying every bit of pastry perfection while Leon grinned, enjoying every bit of Emma’s happiness.

“How’s everything here?” the cafe owner’s wife, Mrs. Martin, asked.

“It’s amazing! I really can’t pick a favorite, they're all so good,” Emma answered.

Mrs. Martin smiled and thanked her for the kind compliments. Once again, Emma’s effortless charm was bright and warm and it captivated Leon’s attention. He never heard a word as the conversation carried on. 

When they finished their sweet treats, the couple wandered the streets of the peaceful town. It’s been a while since Emma has been back in town, but it has remained the town she knew and loved. Everyone greeted her with friendly smiles; the man that runs the vegetable stand, the couple that sells blankets and other cloth items, the woman that sells handmade accessories and so on. 

When they were finally alone again, Leon turned to Emma and asked, “Do you miss your old life here?” 

She hesitated for a second before answering, “If I’m being honest, yes.” 

“Does that mean you want to go back?” Leon questioned. 

This time, Emma didn’t hesitate. She immediately shook her head. “I don’t regret anything. It just feels nostalgic and it makes me miss that time. But I love my life with you, and I wouldn’t give it up for anything else.” 

Leon held Emma’s hand while stuffing his other hand in his pocket and feeling for the ring. When his fingers made contact, his heart jumped in his chest. They continued walking and taking in the atmosphere of the town when they came across an old woman selling flowers. “The roses are so pretty,” Emma commented.

“Hey, could we get a bouquet with nine red roses?” Leon asked. The elderly woman only nodded and smiled at them. She quickly arranged a bouquet of nine red roses and gave it to Leon. When he handed her the money, she shook her head and turned him down. She still hadn’t said a word, she just continued to smile joyfully at the young couple. “Thank you.” He bowed his head to show his gratitude. 

 “I love it,” Emma sighed happily, sniffing the roses Leon gifted her. “Not only this town, but all of Rhodolite is lovely.” 

“I agree,” Leon replied. He thought of Emma as a queen doting on her kingdom. Her adoring gaze swept across the landscape of the town and a tender smile graced her face. 

“I guess we’ll have to thank you for that too,” Emma said.

“The people make Rhodolite great. It’s thanks to them,” Leon said.

“Still, you’re a great king.”

“Thank you,” Leon responded. And you’re going to make a great queen. Butterflies erupted in his stomach just from thinking about it. Once again, he became very aware of the ring hiding in his pocket. He went stiff as the nervousness in his chest lurched. “Hey, why don’t we make our way back to the palace? I’ve got something to show you.” 

The look of confusion could be mistaken for suspicion and Leon couldn’t be more nervous. Nevertheless, the couple slipped back onto palace grounds like they were never gone. Yves was hidden behind a pillar and when Leon spotted him, he gave Leon a thumbs up. Leon nodded in response and he led her to the balcony, away from prying eyes. “Leon? What did you want to show me?” Emma questioned. 

With the setting sun as their only witness, he clasped both of her hands in his and made eye contact with her. He took a deep breath as he mentally prepared to let his emotions flow. “I remember when I first met you. You were so brave for defending that boy. And when you became Belle, your bravery and strength shone even more.”

“Huh?” 

“Seeing how hard you work and how you continue to put all your effort in everything you do, it makes me want to step up my game. I really admire that about you,” Leon said. 

“There’s still a lot I have to learn,” Emma humbly said.

“I hope that we can continue to learn and grow together,” Leon said. There’s no time like the present and so Leon got down on one knee. He pulled out the ring from his pocket and presented it to Emma. Her eyes widened, tearing up with joy as she gasped, dropping the bouquet of roses from the shock. Both of them were both shaking from the adrenaline pumped through their bodies. 

“Yes! Of course, yes!” Emma blurted in excitement. 

“I didn’t even get to ask,” Leon chuckled. Emma bashfully covered her mouth, embarrassed. Leon cleared his throat and Emma giggled. “Will you marry me?” he asked. 

Emma accepted with a fierce nod and tears pooling in her eyes. He slipped the ring on her finger and he stood up to meet her lips. She wrapped her arms around him and they melted into a kiss. When they parted, they embraced each other with a hug. Leon whispered in her ear, “I promise to protect you, and to stay by your side, no matter what happens.” 

“I promise to protect you too, and to stay by your side too. I’ll do my best to be someone you can be proud of,” Emma declared. 

“You’re already someone that I’m proud of,” Leon said. He brushed his thumb across her cheek with love overflowing in his golden gaze. He picked up the bouquet of roses before asking, “Do you know the meaning of nine roses?” 

“I’m not too sure.”

“It means eternal love. And you give nine roses to someone that you want to spend the rest of your life with,” Leon told her. 

“I want to spend the rest of my life with you too,” she said. 

“Come, let’s celebrate.” He pressed another kiss to her lips. 

Leon led her to the office and they surprised Emma with a cheerful greeting. Jin immediately noticed the ringer on her left hand and he smiled. “Well boys, looks like it’s time to pop the champagne.”

“Don’t leave empty bottles on the ground. I finally cleaned this office up so we can actually see the floor, don’t dirty it up again!” Yves warned. 

“Relax, it’s a celebration. Drink up everybody!” Jin cheered. 

“Licht, don’t drink anything Jin gives you, okay?” Yves protected his beloved younger brother. Licht peacefully ate his cake and nodded. The party bled late into the night as they ate, drank, and laughed to celebrate their engagement.

Finally, the day came where they would make their engagement official. Jin made sure his younger brother’s tie was straight and his suit was on right. 

“Thanks Jin,” Leon said. 

“What for?” Jin raised a brow. 

“For your support.” 

“That’s just what an older brother does.” Jin shrugged it off. “You ready?”

“Almost, I just need to do one tiny thing. I’ll meet you there,” Leon said. Jin left the room and once Leon was alone, he grabbed the box he had hidden. He made it to Emma’s room where she was getting ready as well. He knocked and the maid helping her answered. “Could we have a moment alone?” Leon asked. The maid bowed and left them.

“How do I look?” Emma asked. 

“Beautiful,” he replied. “But you’re missing one thing.”

He held the box out to her and a slow smile spread on her lips. “Shoes?” 

“Yeah, you can wear them for both the engagement and wedding ceremonies,” Leon said. He took the shoes out of the box and helped her into them. “It’s a perfect fit.”

“Thank you, Leon. I love them.” 

“Shall we?” 

The couple made their way to the altar for their official engagement ceremony. Sariel and the rest of the domestic faction gathered to witness the event too. They exchanged rings as they declared their love in an official capacity for the first time.

“I don’t know where I’d be without you, I’m so glad to have you by my side,” he started. Emma’s wide eyes stared back into his. “I promise to protect you, and to love you for as long as I live.”

“I’ll stay by your side and love you for as long as I live. I’ll always accept you, every part, and every side of you with all my heart and soul,” Emma promised. They signed the document as per Sariel’s instructions. Sealing it with a kiss, they all cheered and congratulated the couple. Leon squeezed her hand and she squeezed back before they both stepped in the direction of their new lives together.

[jellycrusher]

Fangirl pt. 5

INITIALLY POSTED ON MY FORMER PAGE: bts-teaspoonff

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Slow Burn, Idol A/U

Pairing: BTS OT7 x backupdancer!reader

Rating: PG

Summary: Y/N, being a huge fangirl, finally got her chance to work alongside her favorite idol group as a backup dancer. She gets to know each member personally and realizes that her feelings may be more than fangirl-idol attraction.

Word Count: 6.1K

Taglist: @nochujeonjk @i-like-puppy-mg @miyochan@satotakeru14 @boba-tea1206​ @blimpintime​​ @kodzuskook​ @fangirl125reader​​

PARTS: masterlist … | 4 | 5 | 6

“Isn’t that a good thing?” Namjoon broke the tension in the room so sudden, making you halt your breathe. You and Jiyong quickly turned your head towards him. “Y/n has good taste in music. Besides, I have to thank her quick thinking with Jin’s soup. If it wasn’t for her, this dinner would definitely turned for the worst.” You hear a slight giggle under the deep timber of his voice.

Everyone was quiet. Mark also realized by now after Jiyong strongly slapped his thigh that it’s not his place to say that information out loud. The two men were now aware that you’re definitely embarrassed by what they said. 

“Yeah. Namjoon’s right. It isn’t a bad thing that you support us.” Hoseok went on, quickly turning his head back and forth towards Namjoon, Mark, Jiyong and me. “Bangtan is always grateful to each and every Army, right?”

Hoseok held out his fist to you, grinning wide. You look at him in curiosity for his gesture as you tightly grip your glass with both hands. He eyes out his hand with a smile so bright while waiting patiently for hand. You understood that he’s doing his best to comfort you and to assure you that there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. He felt huge relief as your face slightly lightened while you start to lift your fist to his. He bumps his fist to you as he kept grinning widely.

“Apologies Jin. It must have passed through my mind and didn’t double check the menu.” Jiyong brought his head down. He definitely felt sorry for not taking good care of Jin and unintentionally ruining your night. He must have been too busy to oversee details in the menu for tonight and was also too tactless with his mouth to continue rambling. His insides were in knots looking at your state. He adores you too much that he can’t see you getting humiliated at his foolishness.

“No worries, hyung. Y/n, thank you for your thoughtful concern.” Jin turned to you, still worried with how tight you were gripping the glass and how you’re hunching down as if you want to hide beneath the table. You’re still not relaxing despite Namjoon and Hoseok attempts to comfort you. “Don’t be shy. In fact, a lot of people here in this room are now a part of BTS’ Army.” He jokingly laughed as he exchanged winks with the other producers across the table. His window wiper laugh echoed, lifting your mood entirely.

“This hyung here has a young daughter who is an Army as well. She would always visit us during recording sessions and even music video shoots. Her support would always make our day and give us energy.” Yoongi added with his arms folded, pointing one finger at one producer across him.

You slowly straighten your back as you felt how the tension in the room began to dissipate. It’s not like you intend to ruin the night by moping all the time and you also don’t intend to keep the fact that you’re a fan of them hidden forever. Today is just not the best time and place to reveal that and the way it was known to the boys was not the best scenario you’ve thought of.

You’ve openly told them that you’re a fan of them whenever you would attend fanmeets and album signing event but that was because they don’t know you personally and will probably never remember you. You cringe when you remember the moment that you carelessly blurt out Jin’s allergy despite not personally knowing him. You know they’re gonna know eventually that you’re their fan especially with how Jiyong is close with them, but not this way.

Jiyong calls out your name. You looked at him and read his face. You know he feels deeply sorry and he didn’t mean to embarrass you as he looks so sullen, eyes drooping and a frown painted on his lips. Blame it on the twin telepathy but you understood him well enough that the both of you don’t need words. Besides, it’s not like you can’t hate him for something he didn’t intend to, but you keep in your mind that you’ll get back at him for this to tease him. You don’t want to ruin this special day for Mark as well. You nod at him expecting that he will understand that you don’t mind it anymore. You both smile at each other.

Mark mentioned something else to change the topic and tried to save the current situation. Fortunately, this got the attention of everyone else as they began talking to each other. You let your shoulders down and sighed in relief that the embarrassing circus of a situation was now done. You steal a glance at your side to see if the four boys were still looking at you. You don’t want them to feel obliged to comfort you and this was also a night that they could spend some time with their friends and be comfortable. You’re just their acquaintance and not yet a friend.

You hoped that none of them was still giving you their attention but no, Jin is still looking at you. He was still trying to read your expression with both eyes glued to you, not sure if you’re angry or embarrassed or hating the situation entirely. None of which was correct because now, all you felt was comfort. You felt safe from the small words of comfort that the boys have said.

Surprisingly, it was now easy for you to mingle with everyone through the night. You lost your nervousness as some of Jiyong’s friend have made an effort to get to know you better. You glad that your brother is surrounded with good people. Mark have also approached you just before the dinner ended to apologize. You wrapped your arm around Jiyong’s head and rubbed your knuckles on his head as compensation for the embarrassment they’ve caused you. Mark also jokingly offered his head for you to attack but you hesitate. You told him that he has the birthday privilege to escape your punishment but he can make it up to you someday.

You walk back to your seat feeling very happy at how the night turned out and slightly tipsy at how you daringly drank three glass of wine. The four BTS members were not in their seats as they try to crowd among the producers who were saying their goodbyes to the birthday celebrant and thanking Jiyong for an amazing job with the surprise dinner.

You took out your phone to check if there’s anything worth checking. You landed on Twitter and proceeded to check your feed. Not a surprise that majority of the tweets you read is about BTS. You follow a lot of fan accounts to help keep you updated about the boys. A meme popped from the bottom of your feed showing a hilarious face of the hyung line. As you clicked the photo to take a better look, you can’t help but chuckle at the thought the hyung line is here with you inside this room. Their debonaire charms tonight are totally different from their comical faces in the meme you’re currently ogling at.

Just as Yoongi finished saying his farewell to the other people in the room, his eyes darts to you as you’re scrolling through your phone with a ridiculous grin on your face. He stops in his spot to admire you. He does feel relieved that you look a lot better now and you’re feeling relaxed. Seeing you giggle at your phone makes him smile as well.

“I’m glad you’re now laughing.” Yoongi slowly sat down beside you. Your heart jumped at his deep calm voice, almost making you fall off your chair. You click a button on the side of your phone, turning off the screen.

“I’m fine. Totally sorry about that fangirl debacle at the start of the dinner.”

Yoongi shook his head. True, he was baffled at first when you shouted with him. He was suspicious at first but he quickly understood your situation. Knowing that you didn’t know everyone so well, he recognizes your discomfort from the sudden revelation by your brother. Also, a part of him swells with pride that you’re their fan. How long you’ve been their fan? How many shows have you watched to know the detail of Jin’s allergy? You must know a lot more detail about them. What’s your favorite song? Are their songs saved on your phone? Have you listened to his mixtape? What can you say about his mixtape? Do you like his mixtape? 

As these thoughts ramble through Yoongi’s mind, Hoseok takes the empty chair from your other side.

“I thought we told you that you don’t have to be embarrassed about it.” You turn to Hoseok and saw him pulling the chair facing the other way with the back support placed in front of Hoseok, legs spread apart by the chair. “Honestly, I’m glad that you’re a fan. The best dancer from the female dance team is our fan.” He ridiculously flashed his teeth as he lean his chin on his forearm that was supported on the top of the chair’s back support.

“Don’t overcrowd the lady.” Namjoon appears behind Hoseok, placing his one hand on Hoseok’s shoulder and the other one tucked in his pocket. “I mean it when I thanked you for stopping Jin. You’re the one closest to him and if Yoongi was a bit late… well, we know what could happen. You know him, always gorging through his food.”

He’s right. I have watched a lot of Eat Jin episodes to say that Jin will always stuff his mouth with huge amounts of food. Sometimes, he would look like a hamster from having his mouth filled with food. Looking at him enjoying his food tonight also made you feel that the food was 100% more delicious.

“So if you’re our biggest fan as your brother would boast, who’s your bias?” Jin daringly cut in. You cough at his sudden inquiry. Hoseok teased him for making you uncomfortable but you assure Hoseok that you’re not. Seeing you laugh at Jin’s question pleased Hoseok. 

You pause to think before you try to answer. The four of them were now nervously anticipating your reply. Jin didn’t mean to put you on the hot seat but now that he already asked you that question, he somehow felt disappointed at the thought of not hearing his name as your answer. Yoongi was also surprisingly nervous waiting for you to answer. Normally, he didn’t care about asking somebody with whom among them was your favorite but as he waits for you to reveal your answer, his heart was furiously pounding in his chest. Hoseok was beaming with pride thinking that there’s a chance that you might be his bias since you were a fellow good dancer as him.

“Actually, don’t answer that. It’s better if you won’t tell us.” Namjoon chuckled, stopping you from your thoughts and granting glares from Hoseok and Jin. His eyes wandered off and landed on the phone that you were holding in your hands. He saw the huge crack across the black screen. This made him remember that day when he stepped on your phone while he was helping you up.

“You’re right.” You cleared your throat. The tug inside Jin’s, Yoongi’s, and Hoseok’s chest swiftly disappeared. “Let’s just say I’m an equal big fan of everyone.” You beam a smile hoping that you didn’t let anyone disappointed from your answer.

“Guys, I’m really sorry. I really didn’t mean anything bad when I rambled.” Jiyong, walking from behind Yoongi, looked at the boys with his head down. Most of the people in the room have already said their goodbyes and the ones left are you, your brother and the four gorgeous men crowding you.

“Geez, hyung. I didn’t know you bully your twin sister. After all that continuous bragging at how you adore your sister whenever we would be in the booth?” Hoseok teased Jiyong.

“You what? What have you been telling them about me?” You turned to glare at your brother. Jiyong was now disputing Hoseok’s words, flapping his hands around.

“Believe me, I haven’t told them anything embarrassing.” You fold your arms as you huff your chest.

“There it is! The angry look you gave just now looks exactly the same as him when he’s scolding us.” Hoseok suddenly shouted while pointing at you and your brother. You and Jiyong puzzled, exchanging looks. A loud laugh erupted from the both of you.

Yoongi, Hoseok, Jin and Namjoon was surprised at how loud the two of you were laughing. Yoongi was completely loving the way you look right now, carelessly laughing. He felt happy that you finally felt a lot more comfortable at this moment.

“See? Even your laugh is the same.” Hoseok cackled at how you siblings were now having a good time. Jin and Namjoon couldn’t help but also laugh at the silly situation.

…..

“Hyung, how does it sound?” Jimin called Yoongi’s attention from the other side of the recording booth as he put down the headphones. Yoongi was seated in front of the console beside Jiyong and Mark. He pressed a button to communicate with Jimin inside the booth.

They were working on a new version of their old song to be specially performed at the online concert. Yoongi threw in some comments and Jimin was now ready to sing again. The rest of the boys were seated on the couches behind Yoongi. Jungkook was playing a game on his phone, waiting for his turn after Jimin. Taehyung was making notes on the lyric paper. Hoseok and Namjoon were busy discussing about their new track that they’re working together on. Jin was also busy scrolling through his phone. It was a very busy day for everyone.

“How’s the surprise dinner? Was it a success?” Taehyung placed the paper down. Everyone turned to his direction, with the exception of Yoongi and Jiyong who was very busy discussing the details of the track.

“Jiyong did a great job! We had fun and the food was great as well.” Namjoon commended. Jungkook was wriggling in his seat to tease Jin sitting beside him. Jin laughs looking at the youngest in adoration.

“I didn’t know that this man could be a bully to his sister. He would never stop telling stories about his sister whenever he could but the both of them started embarrassing her out of nowhere.” Hoseok teased and laughed as he points out the two recording engineer while facing Jungkook and Taehyung. Jiyong was now red from embarrassment as he waft his hands towards the younger members, earning a ridiculous glare from Jungkook.

“Why? What happened?” Taehyung asks, eyebrows raised at the sudden revelation from Hoseok. He lifts his knees and hugs it tightly as he bury himself back on the couch.

Jin leads the conversation telling everyone, especially the maknae line who wasn’t present at the dinner, what transpired that night. Jimin, just finished recording in the booth, got out just in time to hear most of the conversation. The three younger members, Jungkook, Taehyung and Jimin, were surprised as well when they heard the potato soup incident then they joined the others in teasing Jiyong for embarrassing you. Jungkook actually leapt off his seat and went to slap Jiyong and Mark’s back, warranting deafening laughs from his hyungs. Jiyong then went to admit that if you can hear him right now telling your fangirl escapades, you would definitely kill him right now. Also, he proudly told them the fact that you’ve been to almost all of their concerts and fan meetings. A fact that surprised all of the Bangtan members.

“She will definitely kill me if she knows I’m talking about her now but I’m really glad she’s a fan of you guys. She looks so happy every time she mentions the group. Seeing her smile looks so much better than witnessing her bottle up all emotions to herself.” Jiyong frowns as he remembers your former state in his mind. As much as he wants to stop rambling now, the boys in front of him owes his thanks on how they changed you, his precious sister. Gratitude was all he wanted to express to the boys for so long but he can’t since you emphasized very well not to tell anyone from the group that Jiyong has a sister who’s a big fan.

“Your parents?” Mark asked as his hand crept up Jiyong’s shoulder. All BTS members froze at the topic. They know that the topic about Jiyong’s parents is still a sensitive one despite years have passed. 

Jiyong hasn’t discussed the whole detail but they know that you and Jiyong lost your parents when you were younger. Among the members, Jin was closest with Jiyong and might be the only one who Jiyong had mention some more details about their death. Whenever the topic would surface, Jiyong would just scrub it off and change the topic. Over the time he has worked with them, the words they have only heard from him was that you and your brother left for Seoul to stay with your aunt and that’s it. Nothing about the reason for their death. They just assumed it was something horrible because of how Jiyong would always freeze when his parents would be mentioned. They didn’t try to pry any further. If anyone did, Jin would be there to change the topic or talk to the member to stop prying further.

“Then let’s keep making our fans happy with our work and of course, that includes your sister.” Aware at the change of mood and how Jiyong was now starting to get sullen, Yoongi places his hand on Jiyong’s shoulder to try and encourage everyone to get back to work.

“Yeah. He’s right. We’ll take good care of her, hyung.” Jungkook flaunts a thumbs up for Jiyong as he stood up from his seat to walk towards the door of the recording booth.

…..

It’s supposed to be a rest day for you today. Luckily, there’s no need for you go to Big Hit since there’s no practice today and the gym is also closed for the day. You actually planned to spend the day in your pajamas and just watch your unfinished series in Netflix. However, the dance studio called to inform you to handle a dance class in the afternoon. Of course it’s a BTS dance class. They got a backup staff to handle it just in case you got a schedule but you did accept the offer which the owner of the studio was thankful for. 

Laying on your couch scanning through the selection of movies in Netflix, you wonder if it was a good choice that you agreed to the dance class this afternoon. You are dead tired, craving for your bed’s comfort. Even though your complexion’s a bit better nowadays since Jiyong relentlessly scolds you to take better care of yourself, you did want to take a day off from any work. Maybe you’re just addicted to punishing yourself to overwork but in truth, you can’t just sit around and do nothing. You’ve been too busy hustling around ever since working in Big Hit that your body finds it weird when it’s doing nothing. Not that you don’t want to but being active makes you happy as well, you guess.

With a small body bag slumped on your shoulder, you tightly gripped the strap as you slowly enter the dance studio. The owners and other staff greets you as you open the door to the reception area. Sounds coming from the nearby two smaller studios along the hallway to the right can be heard from the reception. You waded to behind the reception desk to look at the chart for your class and you find that the attendance is full. It’s not a surprise since it is a BTS dance class, one of the best-selling classes in this studio. Also, when you’re the one leading the class, full attendance is always expected by the owner of the studio. A source of pride for you.

You climbed up the stairs towards the second floor of the dance studio and opened the door to the biggest studio available. You dropped down your bag beside the console and sat down on the floor as you take out your phone from your pocket. There’s still half an hour before classes begin so you want to take this moment to practice for your class.

As you warm up your body to the beats of Black Swan, you let your mind wander off. Dancing has always been a source of happiness for you. Your day instantly gets better when you let the words of any song fill you, taking control of your body. Like the song’s message, one of your biggest fear is when you’ll lose passion for the art. Performing has always been an extension of yourself and it just happened that you do perform BTS songs most of the time nowadays because their songs tend to bring out your real and hidden emotions. That’s one thing why you never stop listening to their works. It helps you to keep your emotions in check and equalizes everything within you.

Your students started to arrive one by one as they fill the room, some actually were very eager to greet you for they have been waiting for your classes to resume again. Most of your students were high school students but there’s also a handful of men and women of varying ages. As you try to chat with some of them, you learned that a few of them were actually foreigners who were visiting Seoul for vacation. Honored, you expressed your gratitude and you returned to the front of the room, determined to make this their best class.

It was a breeze to teach your students. Some had it easy with their experience in dancing so you try to focus on the ones that were visibly struggling with certain steps. One by one, you tried to come up to any student who would call your attention. Seeing their joy when they perform a sequence perfectly will always tug your heart.

A man suddenly called your name as you were inspecting the class. You turn and see him staying at the last row of your students. As you slowly walk towards the man, you noticed that he was wearing a bucket hat and a mask that fully covers his face. His fashion also caught your eyes, a large bright orange sweater with adorable prints on the front paired with denim baggy pants. A comfortable and bright style you have always wanted to try but you can only think of one person who can pull it off, laughing as that person’s face suddenly popped in your mind. 

With his head down and his fringe almost covering his eyes, you couldn’t see any sliver of skin from this man’s face. Intrigued, you wanted to take a better look at his face but that wasn’t your purpose for coming his way.

“I seem to have it bad… with this step sequence.” You heard him change the tone of his voice to a deeper one midway between his words. Still with his head down, he repeats the steps in his place as you stand beside him. The way he moves seems like he has some experience in dancing but still a bit stiff and awkward with complex moves.

You try to stare at his hands and feet as you inspect the steps. When he stopped moving, you demonstrated the same steps slowly with better instructions to help him understand. As you were teaching him, he slowly lift his head up just enough for you to see a slight glimpse of his face. With the way he’s trying so hard to avoid showing his face, you’re now either amused that he’s so shy but eager to attend the class or worried if he’s someone suspicious. You never did hear his voice again after he talked to you. You bent slightly to get a better look at his face as he moves his hands to repeat the moves you’ve just taught him. A little bit more, you get a glimpse of his face that was not obstructed by his face.

When you were so focused on trying to catch a glimpse of his face, he caught you staring when you met his eyes. His eyes widened and he shot up straight in his place, his head bent down and turned slightly away to avoid your gaze. You now felt bad seeing him backing away from you. That’s what you get for being so overly nosy about everything. You express your apology towards him before you return to the front of the room, stealing glances back at the man to check if he’s okay. Now seeing him standing further back and turned away from your sight, you felt crestfallen as you regain your spot upfront. You don’t even know you were so curious in the first place but something about him just seems so familiar.

Before the class ends, there’s usually a segment where everyone performs the dance per groups of 7 shot by one of the staff to be uploaded in the studio’s Youtube channel. As they grouped themselves and stood against the walls, your eyes scanned everyone but couldn’t find the bucket hat guy. You heaved a long sigh recalling what had happened moments ago and now you can’t anymore apologize to the man. Everyone had their chance to perform Black Swan one last time and not a moment long, you’re left all alone in the room. The orchestra version of Black Swan now plays through the speaker, you let your body slowly fall to the floor. Legs and arms sprawled out like a kid as you take a moment to take a breather.

As your breathing slowed like a lullaby’s melody, your eyelids are now also getting heavy. It was easy to just lay back and doze off on the floor but your active mind kept you up. Upon closing your eyes, you try to relax and think back on the good things that have happened to you this past month. You could only describe the feeling as flying around on a cloud, wishing that you could stay and not come down anytime soon.

“You know you’re going to get sick if you lay there to sleep while your clothes are soaking wet from your sweat.” A bright male voice erupted from above you startling you, making your body jump. You opened your eyes and saw a dark figure hovering above your head. You shriek as you get up from the floor, seeing the bucket hat man gazing at you. He sees you quickly backing away from him and he raises his hands in front of him.

“Bucket hat guy? Why are you still here?” You slowly back away from the man towards the mirror. He continues to raise and shakes his hand like he’s telling you there’s nothing to be worried about as he sees that you’re still backing away, guard up at his presence. He then proceeds to swiftly tear his bucket hat and mask off his face and the sight quickly giving you relief. “HOSEOK?! What are you doing here?” Your guarded state now replaced with shock.

“Well… I came to watch your class.” Standing very timidly across you, Hoseok shyly gazes towards you. “I heard from Jiyong that you teach our choreographies and it’s all on Youtube. It’s easy to find this studio and so I booked a class.” You shoot a glare at Hoseok upon learning that your brother has once again blabbed to the boys and he just chuckles. The two of you were still strangers to each other so not knowing exactly what to do being alone in the same room as him is normal. 

“Yeah but why? You don’t need to. Did he put you up to this?” Walking towards your phone on top of the speakers, you see Hoseok following beside you. He quickly reassures you that coming here was his choice which pleased you. “Wait. Oh my gosh! Are you just pretending to be a bad dancer a while ago when you asked me to teach you the steps?” You rotate your body towards him, jumping in disbelief. He nods as he shows a humble smile at the corner of his lips.

“Hey, I really did forget that part and I wanted to interact with you. I didn’t want you to know it was me so I did my best to disguise but you kept on peeking under my hat.” He admitted quietly, chuckling in his spot as he maintains his eye contact with you.

“Do all the members know? That I teach dance classes here?” You tuck your phone in your pocket while looking straight at Hoseok. He shakes his head. You sigh heavily before you turned to walk back to your bag near the door.

“Only Jimin and Taehyung. They saw me play the YouTube videos on my phone.” Hoseok was still following you, maintaining a slight distance. He did clear out his schedule for today just to accommodate your class. Although he told you that Jiyong had mentioned your other job, he never mentioned about any videos on Youtube. When he saw the videos of your classes, he quickly did an inquiry for a slot in your classes. They told him that you were handling less classes from now on and there’s only one class for this month. The class was almost full and he was lucky that he got the last slot. 

“Also, I have another reason why I came here.” You were about to open the door with your heavy bag hanging off your shoulder but your hands stopped inches away from the door handle when you heard Hoseok. “I’m actually here to pick you up. I’m supposed to drop you off somewhere and it’s a surprise.” Hoseok saw how quickly you looked so confused at his words. “Did you drive here?”

“No. Umm, I don’t own a car and I don’t know how to drive.”

“Good. That solves my problem. I don’t want to drive back separately in two cars.” He grinned as he try to put his hat and mask back seeing as you are now opening the door to walk out of the studio. “We still have time before I need to drop you off so can we get some snacks?” As if on cue, your stomach grumbled. You felt your cheeks burn and avoided Hoseok’s gaze.

“That would be nice. Although, I really want to know where you’re supposed to take me.” Hoseok laughs as you adorably pout to turn and walk away from him along the hallway. 

You got in the car with Hoseok and immediately, you felt awkward being alone in the car with him. He did offer you to drive him but every now and then, the thought of interacting this close to someone that you formerly could only through the screens of your phone is mind boggling. However, this makes them also more human. You start to look at them at a different light but this also makes you admire them more now that you know them behind the glitz and glamour. You both ate snacks in the car and Hoseok was comfortably chatting with you.

Hoseok felt comfortable talking with you. He likes it that it feels easy to conjure up any topics and laugh at them with you. Although he’s supposed to drive you straight to the destination right after the class, he selfishly told himself that a few minutes added to the drive back won’t hurt. Getting you a snack was not part of the surprise plan and neither was him driving at a very slow pace to extend the time of the drive back. Although he thought at first that this was just him taking care of their number one fan but when you touched his hand during the class and when your hand grazed his in the car, he felt something different. Different but pleasant.

“Ummm. Why are we back in Big Hit?” You gaze the huge building as Hoseok continues to drive towards the parking lot. “What is this surprise anyways? It’s not my birthday.” You continue to berate him but he keeps mum about it as he parks the car.

“There’s nothing to worry about. Just follow me.” Hoseok opened his door and stepped out of the car. You froze but you don’t want to be rude and keep him waiting so you fished out your company ID in your bag to strap it around your neck and stepped out of the car.

You quietly followed Hoseok as he continues to quietly parade through the floors while still keeping a healthy distance away from him to avoid gossips from anyone that might see you walking so close to him. Both of you arrived at a floor familiar to you. Jiyong has once walked you through the same hallway that has the recording studios where he works. Hoseok stopped in front of a door and turned to you as he opens the door. You stopped walking as well but slightly hesitating to go inside. Why is he guiding you to a recording studio?

“You see, Jiyong wanted to make it up to you. The other boys and I helped pitched the idea for the surprise for our number one fan.” You narrow your eyes realizing where this is going and you hesitate more to go inside the room. Seeing as you’re hesitating, Hoseok now worries that the other boys might scold him more since he did take a lot more time than intended to get you here. He carefully took your hand to lead you into the room.

The contact of Hoseok’s hand with yours is scorching hot. You try to deny yourself that you spent an awful amount of time stealing glances at his face as he drives you back here. He does look so handsome when he looks serious. It didn’t help that the sun shone on his face as he focuses on the road. You could almost hear yourself scream inside as you take in this wonderful moment. As you walk through the door, Hoseok’s hand slowly left yours and it felt empty. You linger at the thought but was now surprised at the sight of Jiyong sitting down in front of the console board, as if waiting for you.

Hoseok closed the door to leave you two inside. Jiyong quickly gets up from the chair and wraps his arm around your shoulder. He took the bag off your shoulder and placed it on the sofa. He then pushes you into the booth and quickly leaves you alone. You stay quiet, not knowing what to do at the whirlwind of an event this is. It’s definitely not your birthday and whatever the issue was with your brother about the dinner nights before, this was more than what you expected. You were actually planning to tease him to get back at you for what he did and try to ask for free lunch with him every day for a week.

“Put on the headphones.” You saw him mouth the words through the mirror. You scan around the booth and picked up the headphones hanging on the stand in front of you. “Hey, can you hear me?” You nod and lifted your hand to do an ‘okay sign’ at him.

“What is this, Jiyong? Why am I here?” He hears you through the speakers. He looks at you, very confused at what’s happening, and laughs as he presses the button for you to hear him speaking.

“I love teasing you but trust me when I say that I will never embarrass you to anyone. Also, I know you well that if you plan to tease me about it, you’re gonna ask for something small like food for a week or maybe drive you to work for a week.” You laugh at how he predicted your way of thinking. Driving you to work for a week sounds tempting. Better make sure to take a note of it. “So here’s my little present for you with the help of some people to make it up to you. Enjoy!” He smiles as the two of you exchanged sentiments. He doesn’t mind it when he’s cheesy with you since you’re one of his favorite person in the world.

A few seconds of silence as you anticipate whatever is going to go through the headphones after you saw Jiyong work his way through the abundance of buttons on the console and stare through the monitor in front of him. You held the headphones with both of your hands as you wait.

“Hello y/n, we are BTS!”

Next: 6

[cyborg-franky]

Hi Franky! How are you? How is your day going? I am sending many chill and comforting vibes your way. So umm I wanted to ask if you are comfortable writing for a muslim reader? To clarify a muslim is someone who practices Islam? And a muslim reader who wears a hijab (headscarf)? Also rant incoming sorry. Because there are no, if any at all, fics or content for muslim specific readers and yes I know it’s very specific and I can get as to why nobody writes for that category but it’s one of those things where when I do find content like that I’m like “OH MY GOD CONTENT RELATED TO ME SPECIFICALLY ARE YOU SERIOUS YESSSSSS” like anyone else would react with chubby reader or short ready or adhd reader etc you know? It’s just something special to me whenever I find fics that I specifically myself can relate to you know? I mean this isn’t uncommon but like idk it’s different because it’s so underrepresented. Anyways, sorry for that ramble you can ignore this if you want. I hope you have a good day!! *sends many virtual hugs*

So, I've asked many people for help on this, some wonderful people reached out on both anon and DMs and I have ran this piece by them for the check and it passed. HUGE thank you to the following amazing and helpful people who checked for me, imparted information about the culture and basically held my hand through this.

@hi-mimosa @jin-supremacy01 and @mikuisasmash

Disclaimer: I am a white little dude, but I tried my best for this piece, I did some reading, talked to people above and I mean full respect and hope you can enjoy this piece. I also have been told this doesn't fit strict rules of dating.

I picked three characters but I would be willing to do more in the future.

Someone even sent me tag suggestions and I hope they are all good. I hope I didn't offend anyone and anon I hope this was the sort of thing you wanted and were hoping for.

Ace

It might take him a minute to understand certain traditions and rules but he listens and asks questions.

He knows to keep things simple, not to go too fast, offers you his hand, and doesn’t make a move until you take it.

He bought you a bright orange hijab, it matched his hat and he was very excited to give it to you.

His smile is bright as you look the hijab over and feel warmth, he wanted to match and that was so sweet to you.

He gets up, letting you have privacy to change, he leans down and kisses your forehead.

You look at yourself in the mirror as you gently collect up all your hair, putting it away in the gifted hijab, and smile wide when you admire it in the reflection.

The fabric is soft and feels nice on your skin, it also smells like him, like cinnamon and firewood.

Something to always remind you of him when he’s away.

He comes back, a knock on the door which you tell him he can open.

“Wow, it looks really nice on you, it compliments your eyes.” Ace says with a hum and sits down next to you.

He offers you his upturned palm and you place your hand in his.

“Thank you, Ace.”

Marco and Sabo undercut!

Marco

He’s watching you sit there reading, a look of concentration on your face as you look over words, absorbing the story.

You huff when a strand of hair slips out from your hijab.

It was always the same rebellious lock that always insisted on peeking out.

You heard Marco chuckle and glanced up, seeing him open his drawer, grab something and walk over.

“I almost forgot I got this on my list trip for you.” He said with a hum and knelt down, he unwrapped a beautiful blue and gold pin.

You took a breath as he carefully tucked your hair back, using the ornate pin to slide your hijab into place.

He sat back on his haunches and admired how you looked.

Marco places a finger under your chin, carefully, admiring your eyes and how your lips curled into a smile.

Touched by such a gentle gesture you mumbled a shy thank you as he moved away, a hand resting on your shoulder, a firm squeeze of affection.

Sabo

He knows there are a lot of rules you have to follow and he never makes it hard for you, he does his best to understand and be a good partner.

And you love him for it.

He always offers you his arm, and you are often happy to take it. You rather hold hands when it’s just you and him.

You walk along with him, across the shore and the wind picks up, there's a nasty gust that pulls at your hijab and he quickly blocks the wind as best as he can.

Despite how panicked the situation is, how the rush of wind takes you both by surprise.

He’s so gentle with how he grasps the fabric, helping you keep it secured.

Sabo makes sure your modesty isn't compromised as you adjust and let out a sigh.

“Thank you,” you say with a sigh and he smiles at you.

“Anytime,”

[bangtansmauyeondan]

THIRTY-FIVE | S01 E05 - Third Wheel (Drabble between images)

Pairing: In-Studio Director!Jungkook x Stage Director!Fem Reader

Genre: rivals au, social media au, frenemies to lovers, slow burn, fluff, smut, angst, crack.

Rating: 18+

Warnings: explicit language, mentions of abandonment, alcohol consumption, harmless scheming, dare, bet, smut

Summary: It has always been the battle of the best between you and your college rival, Jungkook. What happens when years later, you cross paths again working for the same network broadcasting company, and the competitive flame is rekindled? Well, a whole new drunken bet that determines your futures wasn’t in your line of vision but here you are… and you have until 35.

SERIES TAGLIST: @fragmentof-indifference @babyboo22 @dionysusenthusiast @luaspersona @timelessruins @royallyjjk @sandraviolante-blog @quarter-life-crisis2 @jub-jub @pb-n-juju @jeonxgoogiee @sugaluvmyg

PERMANENT TAGLIST: @astronaut-jin-moon @persphonesorchid @thatbangtanjagiya @taestefully-in-luv @btsstan12 @bts-reveries @blog-name-idk @madbutgloriouspond @pamzn @wrmnssoul @ygbubs @halesandy @jayhope88 @bnagtanx1306 @pinkseokchim @busanbby-jjk @babycandy111

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You turned the engine off your car when you got to the parking lot of the cinema. Because of your unexpected work run that afternoon, you decided to just drive to the cinema yourself, straight from the theater. You agreed to meet up with Jin an hour earlier at the Starbucks beside the main entrance not only so you could pick up some iced coffee to go, but you also wanted to get in before the line gets longer. You took your time to check your reflection on the rearview mirror, making sure that your hair is okay, and you don’t have lipstick on your teeth. Your phone pinged signaling a message from Jin saying he just got to your meeting place, so you gave a quick last glance at yourself in the mirror and sprayed a bit of your perfume before stepping out of the car.

Damn it. You forgot it was a special screening, mainly for the press, the media, and some movie critics and bloggers. Although Jin tried his best to stay lowkey, dressed casually in jeans, plain white tee, and a baseball cap, there were still a few members of the press who recognized him. You couldn’t blame them though– he’s tall, brooding, and drop-dead gorgeous. Even his baseball cap couldn’t hide his wispy hair and long lashes when you look at his side profile, now that you’re sitting side by side. Okay, you should stop staring.

“I didn’t think there would be a lot of people…” he muttered under his breath. “We probably shouldn’t have gone on a weekend.”

“Yeah, sorry…” You bit your bottom lip in embarrassment. “I didn’t think of that either.”

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” he smiled. “At least no one’s bothering us. The movie is more interesting once it starts.”

“People recognize you though,” you nibbled on your lower lip, hyper aware of the looks people were giving you. “Are you uncomfortable?”

“It’s okay, Yn… They’re bloggers and columnists here for the screening, they won’t bother us. Besides…” He smiled before subtly pointing at someone three rows down. “There are celebrities all around too.”

You looked around you for a bit, slightly relieved at the familiar faces you saw… until your eyes landed on someone whose familiarity is the last thing you needed at the moment.

“OH!” Jungkook’s lips formed into an ‘o’ the moment your eyes met. “Yn, hi, you’re here!” A huge tub of popcorn and drinks in hand, Jungkook scooted sideways into your row and slumped down on the seat next to yours. “Hi again,” he grinned at you, the mischievous glint in his eyes reflecting his shiny lip ring.

“What are you doing?” You quietly asked him through gritted teeth. You felt Jin shift uncomfortably in his seat with the arrival of someone he doesn’t know.

“What do you mean what am I doing? I’m here to watch a movie,” Jungkook’s eyes flitted over to Jin, “Yah… Kim Seokjin, in the flesh,” he secured the tub of popcorn on his lap before offering his hand to Jin for a handshake. “Jeon Jungkook. Your new single is really good, man.”

“Oh, thank you, thank you.” Jin took his hand and bowed out of gratitude. “Director, nice meeting you. I admire your work.”

“Oh, I’m younger than you. Don’t be like that,” Jungkook chuckled. “Are you two on a date right now? Am I interrupting something?” Jungkook directed his question to Jin.

“Oh, no, not at all.” Jin shook his head, briefly looking at you and back to Jungkook. “We were just catching up.”

“Yeah…” you laughed awkwardly. Definitely not a date, okay.

“Oh, so you guys don’t mind if I sit here, right?”

“No, sure. You can sit anywhere you like. It’s free-seating anyway,” Seokjin smiled in reassurance.

The pleasantries were interrupted when the lights inside the cinema dimmed. Jungkook shifted on his seat until he found a comfortable spot, “Okay, the movie is about to beg— OW!” He rubbed his upper arm to soothe the pain. “What was that?” Jungkook whispered angrily at you, “Are you trying to kill me with your elbow?”

“What are you doing, you’re ruining my night,” you whispered back.

“What? I didn’t ruin anything,” Jungkook shrugged. “He said you’re not on a date, so…”

“Can’t you read. The. Room?”

“Hmm… let me see…” Jungkook squinted as he looked around the cinema, tongue playing with his lip ring simultaneously. “The room tells me that it’s a fullhouse for a movie screening.” He giggled at you, nose-scrunching like a baby bunny. How he could go from a hot dude tonguing his lip ring to a baby bunny in a split second is beyond you, but it’s Jungkook— the man who’s good at everything.

“I can’t believe you’re being a child about this, Jungkook.” You rolled your eyes.

“Just enjoy the movie, yeah?” He whispered a little bit too close to your ear and it sent a shiver down your spine.

“Everything okay?” Jin asked.

“Yeah… we’re just catching up about work.” You lied.

“Oh, okay. The movie is about to begin…” Jin replied.

“Oh cool!” Jungkook offered you his popcorn. “Feel free to dig in… it’s caramel,” he winked.

Oh this motherfucker.

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A/N - Please DO NOT HATE ME and Seokjin! 😅 I have to do this for the storyline! ALSO— Yes, YN’s favorite is Caramel Popcorn and JK knows it! 🥹

[aajjks]

TPOL!JK

“I think you should tell him because he deserves to know you cannot lie about this. You know that right?”

you’re in disbelief that you really killed your friend. your best friend who you’ve known since high school. when jin asked if you were going to tell jungkook the truth, you didn’t have answer because part of you didn’t want to tell him but isn’t that why you guys split in the first place?

it’s only fair to jungkook that you communicate the horrid deed you did for him but you did it out of love. you did it because you love jungkook and you love jaemin. she was a problem and hurt his feelings, she talked shit about him so many times and the price for his tears was her death.

you’re kind of satisfied but you’re still in shock. you’re morally corrupt and you don’t know what’s right and wrong anymore but when jungkook calls you and you pick up to hear him ask what you’re doing it korea, you take this opportunity to meet with him and tell him the truth. him calling you must be a sign for you to tell him the truth and so you will.

no more secrets, you’re an open book now and even though you two probably won’t be together after this, you’re happy to have finally done what you should have a long time ago.

“yeah, i’m in korea. i’ll tell you what i’m doing if you meet me at my hotel” you tell jungkook and for a moment he’s silent. “you still need to tell me how you felt remember? and i have something else to tell you too” and so jungkook agrees to meet with you at your hotel when you send the address and you do.

when jungkook arrives and goes to the floor and room number you’re at, he’s happy to see you. he’s been meaning to tell you how he felt about your apology and maybe you can tell what was so important that you missed jaemin’s first birthday party but his answers would be answered soon.

“jungkook” you say as you shut the door behind him and take his hands in yours.

“before you tell me how you feel, you need to hear this first” you take a deep breath and you let it out.

“i killed yerin. i missed jaemin’s birthday party because i went to her house to kill her for hurting your feelings and bringing up jaemin. she won’t be a problem for you anymore or jaemin”

Jungkook laughs at your joke.

So hard that tears fall from his eyes, he leaves your hands and grabs his stomach to stop himself from chuckling too much, he can’t look at you due to his blurry vision.

Of course this is a joke because jungkook knows you better than anyone and if he knows anything about you is that YOU are not capable of hurting anybody so let alone killing anyone?

Especially your best friend? Do you really expect him to believe that? Jungkook finally he stops laughing as he looks at your face and you are really serious, his heartbeat drops.

“W-What are you saying? Did you kill someone yn?!” He stutters, “you killed her? Yerin?!? you’re kidding, right?” You killing her would be the biggest joke ever because.. she’s always been really important to you even more than jungkook, why would you kill anyone for him? He sees No hint of emotion in your eyes. He’s a little scared.

It’s someone else in front of him and not you.

The horror of realization hits him when you repeat your sentence again for him, and Jungkook backs away from you. “Y-You really killed yerin? How? And what was the need? After nine months?! Yn… and why didn’t you tell me?” a lot of questions are running through his mind right now he’s really shocked.

He’s beyond shocked. Jungkook thought the divorce was a huge punishment for her… she’s dead now though… oh, because you killed her… for him.

“Y-You did it for us?” He asks you, “yn I thought you didn’t love me anymore…? And you always condemned me for the people I killed…. W-Wha-How?!”

He just needs to know. “A-And what if someone finds out?! What are you gonna do then? And what do you expect to happen now?”

[purplesurveys]

1792

Have you ever had any article of clothing tailored? What for? Sure. I've always been petite so when I'm gifted or handed down clothes that are a bit too large on me, I have them altered when I have the time.

Do you watch Degrassi? If so, what do you think about it? I've never watched Degrassi but I'm quite familiar since I used to have an internet friend who was otherwise obsessed.

Do you welcome people back when they say they have returned? For the most part, yeah. Enthusiastic greeting is in my Filipino DNA, lol.

What are two foods you think taste good with whipped cream? Nothing, to be honest. Whipped cream doesn't even taste like anything lol and while I don't have anything bad to say about it, it's also not really value-adding taste-wise.

How long would it take you to walk to the nearest fire hydrant?  I'm not sure tbh...5 minutes? 10 minutes? I should pay attention to where we have fire hydrants around here haha.

Do you own anything that has the words or picture of ‘moustache’?  Nah, definitely not since the early 2010s.

When you see a feather on the ground, do you ever pick it up?  Nope.

Are you able to play the harmonica? Do you ever want to take lessons?  I don't know how to play it expertly, though it also doesn't sound like something for which I'd be interested in taking lessons.

If you eat it, what is your favorite way to eat beef?  Rare steak and in burgers. That's about it. I'm not a big beef fan.

How would you feel marrying the man you love who has already a son? Continued from who know when? If I'm marrying them I would assume I would have also already accepted becoming a mom.

Have you ever played Roller Coaster Tycoon? What did you think of it?  I've heard of it many times before but don't think I ever played it. I played tons of many other knockoff rollercoaster games though.

What foods go good with radishes?  I usually have pickled radish on the side when I have jjajangmyeon.

When you are chopping onions, does it really affect your eyes personally?  I don't cook, but when my parents cook and use onions it does sting a lot, to the point that it would be unbearable to be downstairs for a few moments.

How long can you hold your breath for? Is there anyone who is better?  I don't know but generally my track record isn't great. I could do close to a minute to a little over, and I know others could do much better.

When was the last time you had a pet goldfish? What was its name?  I wouldn't remember specifics but I'm sure I would've still been in the single-digit ages.

Would you rather have a loaf of bread or meat loaf right now?  Bread. Meatloaf looks so nasty.

Are you insecure about your height? What made you think this way?  Nah, I've learned to embrace being smaller than average haha. Filipinos are also short anyway so even though I'm only barely 5'2", I don't stand out.

Do you enjoy mayonnaise with French fries? Why or why not?  It's the only way I eat my fries, if not on their own.

What are the oldest pair of pants you still wear? How old are they? I have a pair of high-waist denim jeans that I've had since like college.

Did your last significant other have a huge temper? They did if you called them out because apparently they're incapable of making any mistakes and shouldn't be criticized ever.

What was the topic discussed in the last meeting you attended? An upcoming event we're supposed to be planning for.

What is your opinion on Indonesia? Would you ever travel there? How about Syria? Would you ever travel there? Why or why not? I love lndonesian cuisine, and yes I've already been there – I was around 14 and our family took a week-long trip to Bali. I don't have much of an opinion on Syria but don't really plan on heading there.

What are the three events this year you are looking forward to?  My birthday, seeing Seventeen next week, and getting Jin and Hobi back from the military.

[nervouscupcakeinspace]

BTS FIC RECS (PART 6)

Jeon Jungkook/Kim Namjoon | RM

A Storm Blowing Up Your Horizon by Takujaepls

Jungkook had never been normal. He wasn't exactly sure what  normal  was, but he knew he wasn't it. He had always felt different, wrong,  not right . Cue a mysterious murderer who shows Jungkook how good it is to be bad.

Cut to the Chase by deepslowpanic

“Isn’t he dreamy?” Jimin asks.

“Yeah,” Jungkook grunts. He agrees, even though he hates that he has to. Because he is dreamy, he just doesn’t really want Jimin to think so too. “He seems totally into you,” Jungkook admits. Because of course Namjoon does, who wouldn’t be into Park Jimin? “You shouldn’t worry.”

“You think so?” Jimin asks, turning to Jungkook with a smile. There’s so much hopefulness there that Jungkook can’t find it in himself to really be mad.

“Definitely,” he agrees. “He likes you, you should go for it.”

-OR-

When Jimin drags Jungkook to his morning running club to be his “wingman”, Jungkook doesn’t expect to meet the most attractive man he’s ever seen. It’s just his bad luck that Jimin is totally into the guy.

Closer to Home by deepslowpanic *

“I - uh, I could go with you?” Namjoon suggests.

Jungkook squeezes his eyes closed, letting out a breath through his nose before finally meeting Namjoon’s gaze. “You’d have to, um, pretend to be my boyfriend. You know, like…” he trails off, unsure what to say.

Namjoon smiles kindly. “I can do that, Jungkook-ah,” he insists. “How hard could it be?”

Privately, Jungkook thinks it could be very hard, but he still finds himself nodding, heart lodged in his throat.

-OR-

Jungkook already knows that bringing a fake boyfriend to his cousin’s wedding is a stupid idea. But it’s only made harder when Namjoon offers himself for the job, unaware of the fact that Jungkook has been in love with him for years.

Jeon Jungkook/Min Yoongi | Suga

skip a step and back by exarite * (WIP)

Min Yoongi is Jungkook's Dom, not his boyfriend.

Not yet, at least.

::

Jungkook tries to transition his and Yoongi's purely d/s relationship into more.

The Dragon and The Sun by KandiRose *

“I am not your bride, Jeonha.”

“Are you not?” Yoongi tilts his head to the side. "Within these walls no one will even address you by the name you have been raised to respond to. If anything, the only thing you are for certain is my bride, nothing less, nothing more.”

~~~~

On the night of his sister's wedding to the most ruthless King Silla has ever known, Jungkook takes her place in the marital chamber with a single objective - to kill a King and disappear forever. But things rarely go according to plan.

Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Kim Namjoon | RM

Chapter 26: namseok, squirting, 7.2k (canon) (chapter 26 of Kink Prompts) by bwichimbap

Hoseok's first mistake is watching porn in his studio with headphones on, which he realizes now is never a good idea.

Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Min Yoongi | Suga

Autumn, Leaves by mangust_d

Yoongi and Hoseok set out on a fun cabin trip between best friends. Naturally, there is only one bed.

"My mum used to say that the good ones won't leave, no matter what. And you’ve always been the best one.”

Sallowheart by mangust_d (WIP)

Democracies are crumbling and the Korean peninsula is being swallowed by a huge cloud of dust, but for one year, Yoongi's world will be reduced to a few corridors, cold porridge, and the most beautiful pair of hands that could break him like a twig.

OR: The story of how Min Yoongi fell for the Jester.

Kim Namjoon | RM/Kim Seokjin | Jin

A Breach of Protocol by Anna (arctic_grey), tragicamente *

Actor Kim Seokjin’s love life has always been the subject of wild rumours but he has never been caught in a scandal. Behind closed doors, however, he is going through a rough breakup. Namjoon, as the Head of Close Protection, does not expect to pick up the pieces, yet here he is: standing at Seokjin’s door at two in the morning, about to make the biggest mistake of his life.

 Seokjin took the phone and looked in amazement at a 28-second fancam set to a sultry, moany song that featured slow-mo footage of Namjoon escorting him in and out of cars and buildings, of Namjoon holding umbrellas for him, of Namjoon shoving people out of the way at an airport (Seokjin remembered that chaotic day). With piercing and sharp dragon eyes, Namjoon sent glares at crowds and photographers like he was two steps from murder at any given moment, but then Namjoon would turn to escort Seokjin with the gentlest of touches. The video caption said, eloquently, ‘hottest bodyguard in all of Korea’.

Kim Namjoon | RM/Min Yoongi | Suga

make me touch you, make me love you by stellataes *

Namjoon finds out that orgasms make your brain release dopamine. And dopamine makes you feel happy. Thing is, his best friend Yoongi has been so sad lately. Luckily, Namjoon knows just the cure.

 “What,” Namjoon repeats, “do you do with a dildo?”

 Unimpressed, Yoongi raises one eyebrow. “You’ve been with girls, haven’t you?”

 Namjoon frowns at him. “I have, obviously?”

 “Then what do you think I do with a dildo, Namjoon?”

You, In the Distance by deepslowpanic

“It’s been three years, Namjoon. Is it still that bad?” “I don’t know, probably,” Namjoon admits. “Maybe working with him won’t be so hard?” Hoseok suggests. “Yoongi hyung is a good guy, he’s nice. And it’s not like things ended badly.” Which is true. Hoseok isn’t wrong. But that doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt. It still hurts now. None of what Hoseok says doesn’t mean that Min Yoongi is not the man who, three years ago, broke Namjoon’s heart. -OR- Namjoon knew it was a maladaptive coping mechanism, honestly he did, naming his cat after the ex boyfriend he was still in love with, but he really never thought he’d see him again.

You've Gotta Be Kitten Me by deepslowpanic

“Do you have any other tattoos or will this be your first? I don’t usually like to do something this big as a first tattoo.”

“Just one,” Yoongi says, “and it’s small.”

“Can I see?”

Nodding, Yoongi gets to his feet. Namjoon watches, confused, as Yoongi unbuttons his jeans and pulls down the waistband to - oh no.

Yoongi tugs down the waistband of his jeans to reveal his hip, smooth creamy skin, unblemished save for the little black tattoo there. A tattoo Namjoon would know anywhere. A tattoo Namjoon could trace in his sleep.

The little doodle of a cat stares back at him and Namjoon nearly passes out. There’s no mistake. Namjoon knows this tattoo. He saw it the night before, right on the hip of his favorite camboy.

Kim Namjoon | RM/Park Jimin

Meant To Be (Together) by creambunkoo

 Namjoon is weak for cute things in general, but most recently for the sweet cat hybrid at the adoption center he started visiting after accompanying Seokjin there one afternoon.

Namjoon isn't looking to adopt Jimin, but circumstances change. And it's nice having someone to spoil, to come home to, and to slowly - accidentally - develop feelings for.

You Blend Into My Favorite Color by deepslowpanic

“You might be surprised, Namjoon-ah,” Yoongi says. “I’m sure there’s someone out there for you.”

Namjoon isn’t entirely convinced that he’s going to find this someone on Jack’d of all places, but he’s willing to give it a try.

-OR-

Ten years after his divorce, Namjoon finally feels ready to date again. He expects the dick pics, ab shots, and overall jerks on the dating app. What he doesn’t expect is Jimin.

Bonfire Bright by deepslowpanic

“Why are you so distracted?”

“I’m not,” Jimin insists.

Taehyung squints at him before glancing around. “Oh. I see.”

“You don’t see anything,” Jimin snaps.

“That’s Seokjin hyung’s roommate, Namjoon.”

“I didn’t ask,” Jimin responds, sniffing imperiously.

-OR-

Camping is not Jimin’s idea of fun. When he's roped into meeting Taehyung’s new boyfriend and his friends, Jimin is certain he won’t enjoy himself. But maybe it’s not all bad, when he notices someone hotter than the campfire.

Maybe We Can Work It Out by deepslowpanic

“Do you think you could lift me like the weights at the gym?” Jimin blurts.

There’s a beat of silence between them where Jimin wishes he could chew his own tongue off, and Namjoon stares at him in surprise. “Of course I can.”

Before Jimin can blink, Namjoon closes the distance between them. “What are you -” Jimin cuts off as Namjoon’s hands close around his waist and hoist him easily into the air.

Jimin’s brain short circuits as his feet leave the ground, eyes widening and locking with Namjoon’s. He can feel himself blushing now, mouth going dry as Namjoon effortlessly holds him aloft.

-OR-

It was a joke, just a random comment, not even serious. But now… Jimin can’t stop thinking about how Namjoon lifted him so easily, can’t help but imagine what else Namjoon could do with all that muscle.

Kim Seokjin | Jin/Min Yoongi | Suga

Concluding Remarks by deepslowpanic

"Why are you doing this?" Yoongi whispers to himself as he wipes the fog from the mirror, watching his reflection solidify.

Dark marks litter his neck and collarbones, memories of hungry lips, desperate teeth. A brand on his skin that may as well spell out MISTAKE.

-OR-

It’s unhealthy, this thing they’re doing. They broke up for a reason. And yet… in the morning, when they inevitably wake up tangled together again, they’ll awkwardly laugh about how gone they were. They won’t talk about it, won’t address that it keeps happening. Seokjin will leave and Yoongi will take a shower and stare at the wall, forcing the bile back down his throat. Yoongi will happily pretend to be drunk, if it means he gets to keep Seokjin in his bed.

Where Flowers Bloom (part of the Fioritura series) by graciouskoo

Seokjin, lonely and recently divorced, learns that sometimes, happiness comes in the shape of a tiny fluffy dog named Holly. And then, it comes in the shape of one Min Yoongi.

or

As the saying goes, it's never too late for love.

Shifting Business by mangust_d 

Seokjin is sure that Min Yoongi is harbouring an illicit cat in his home. Only the truth is much more magical than that.

Kim Seokjin | Jin/Park Jimin

A Certain Sense of Synergy by deepslowpanic

“I always thought you and Seokjinnie hyung would be the ones getting married,” Taehyung says casually, like it’s no big deal. “I figured you would end up together.”

“What?” Jimin stares, dumbfounded by this declaration.

Taehyung shrugs. “You guys are perfect for each other. You’re basically dating already aren’t you?”

Jimin thinks he should be freaking out, now should be the time when panic sets in. But it doesn’t, all Jimin feels is the sense of rightness in Taehyung’s words. Dating to exes to best friends to… whatever they are now. Maybe they should be together.

-OR-

They barely even dated, Jimin doesn’t feel like he can even call it a relationship. The breakup wasn’t even a breakup, just them moving seamlessly into being friends instead. And now, years later, things are easy and comfortable. But when the first of their friends get married, Jimin starts to see things, and Seokjin, in a new light.

Kim Taehyung | V/Min Yoongi | Suga

Some Kind of Harmony by deepslowpanic

“You did what?”

“Um,” Taehyung begins, “we might have… gotten married?”

“I didn’t even know you knew Yoongi?” Namjoon looks confused.

“Well, I didn’t, not before last night.”

“You got married to a complete stranger at my wedding?” Jimin looks like he’s about to scream.

Yoongi clears his throat. “I mean, not a complete stranger.”

“Right,” Taehyung agrees, “we had sex first.”

-OR-

Being best man at Jimin’s wedding was supposed to be simple, even if Taehyung was attending alone. When the ceremony pianist catches his eye, Taehyung can’t help but be drawn in. After a few bottles of champagne, what happens in Vegas doesn’t always stay there.

No Time Like Now by deepslowpanic 

“Date me,” Taehyung says, leaning forward.

“I don’t want to date you,” Yoongi replies with a laugh. “Definitely not you.”

“Not for real,” Taehyung insists. “Just to get everyone to leave us alone. We’ve already fucked, what else do we need?”

Yoongi thinks there’s probably a lot more that they need, but somehow this sounds almost reasonable.

-OR-

When his hook up-turned-blind date suggests they pretend to be in a relationship to get their friends off their backs, Yoongi reluctantly agrees. Yoongi is rigid. He values routine and planning, consistency and schedules. Spontaneous Taehyung breezes into his life, seemingly intent on upending it. And maybe Yoongi doesn’t realize how much he might like that until it’s slipping through his fingers.

Min Yoongi | Suga /Park Jimin

Teach me the way to your heart by deepslowpanic

“About last week,” Yoongi begins. “I really didn’t know it was your first kiss. I’m sorry if -”

“Actually,” Jimin cuts in, “that’s why I’m here.”

“Oh?” Yoongi prompts, fingers tightening around his cup.

Jimin steps a little closer, their toes nearly touching. “Hyung,” he starts, “you told me first times should be special. I want my first kiss to be special, you know, since we decided to pretend last week didn’t happen.” Jimin leans into him a little and Yoongi has nowhere to flee to. This Jimin, looking so self-assured, is not the blushing boy Yoongi kissed a week ago. “Maybe you could help me?”

-OR-

After taking Jimin’s first kiss in a game of truth or dare, Yoongi finds himself agreeing to help Jimin practice. Maybe things wouldn’t be so difficult, if Jimin wasn’t so cute, or if his lips didn’t taste like peaches, or if he only wanted to practice kissing.

OT7 - Relationship

Vitamin D (series) by exarite (WIP)

It's a terrible fact of their world: pregnant omegas need a regular supply of alpha come or else they get sick.

It's a good thing Jungkook has such caring alpha hyungs to help him out.

::

A series that will hopefully span Jungkook's entire pregnancy. See content warnings and tags per installment, but in general, there will be descriptions of his pregnancy belly, growing tits/breasts, lactation, etc, and Jungkook's feelings about it, both positive and negative.

Tentatively jk harem, but may become jk-centric ot7.

young & pretty by feraljk (WIP)

jin was still young and pretty, but as he neared thirty, his value as a submissive had gone steadily downhill. first a prized pet and now a rented whore, he tried his best to numb himself to life, to accept the lot he had been thrown, to take what he was given and never, never hope for more.

but when another sub was thrown into his cage sobbing about being kidnapped, what he was given was no longer good enough.

or: jin and jungkook bond through trauma, and jin finds an eros who rekindles every fire he thought he'd never feel again

Jeon Jungkook/Kim Namjoon | RM/Min Yoongi | Suga

sweeter than sweet by exarite

"Namjoon," he hears, and he drags his gaze away from where he’s been struck dumb.

"Yes?" he says faintly. He meets Yoongi’s eyes and finds the other alpha raising an eyebrow at him.

"Can you please stop watching my mate breastfeed?"

::

Kim Namjoon has a specific set of kinks.

Jungkook and Yoongi indulge him.

Kim Taehyung | V/Min Yoongi | Suga/Park Jimin

Play You On Repeat by deepslowpanic (WIP)

“I can’t do this,” Yoongi says.

“You should think of this as an opportunity,” Hoseok says gently.

“Yoongi, you’re going to be fine,” Seokjin begins, much less gently. “Just calm down.”

“Yeah, I bet you’re going to have a great time.” Hoseok grins at him. “I guarantee it.”

How can Hoseok guarantee something like this? It’s impossible. Yoongi could be the one coming back with broken limbs or… or maybe just a broken heart.

-OR-

Yoongi has been in love with Jimin and Taehyung for years, never making a move for fear of ruining their relationship. When he’s dragged along to a music festival to “chaperone”, all of Yoongi’s carefully buried emotions are put to the test.

(* Personal favorites)    

MASTERPOST FIC RECS PART 1

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