#if hobi ever hugged me like this then i would just stop trying in life like id accept that ive achieved my biggest accomplishment and

[hobismilitarywife]

SO CUTE !!!! 🥰🎄💓🤗💞💕💕❣️

[fxllfaiiry]

─ callin' it quits now, baby, I'm a wreck ੈ✩‧₊˚

✶ pairing: miguel o'hara x fem!reader

✶ synopsis: the aftermath of the argument with miguel.

✶ warnings: angst, hurt with comfort, occ miguel (for one scene only dw), shitty humour, one or two swear words, reader being slightly mean, mentions of death.

✶ notes: part two of "you're the sunflower" this part was originally 8k words long and i was like nope, so i had to cut it down, I'm sorry. I really hope this isn't bad ‼️

At first, you didn't quit the team. 

After the blow-up with Miguel, you thought about leaving the team for good, but yet you decided to show up, hanging around for a bit before quickly leaving. 

But slowly you stopped showing up altogether. The looks of pity were too much for you to handle, and frankly, you deserve an apology, you deserved better.

Every day was torture, and seeing Miguel only made it worse. No one thought this whole ordeal would go this far. 

Everyone noticed the changes, you were more serious, and your usual sunshine self was gone at this point. Everyone noticed the day you stopped coming in. 

You felt so lonely, sure, you had friends in your universe but yet, nothing felt the same. You sometimes wondered if they missed you or not. 

It had only been a few weeks and yet it felt like months. 

A part of you secretly hoped someone from the team would show up at your doorstep pleading for you to come back, but nothing. 

"You'll get used to it eventually" You'd tell yourself. 

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

It had been two whole months since you left. Nothing felt the same without you. 

"Does anyone else miss Sunflower?" Gwen said sadly. She missed your hugs, and your little girl talks with her, she missed everything about you.  

"We all miss her, kid," Peter sighed. Without you, he had no one to talk to about Mayday. 

"I hope she comes back soon," Miles said. 

"I think she just wants space right now," Pavitr replied.  

"This is all Miguel's fault y'know?" Hobie added bitterly, how dare Miguel take his friend away from him. 

"Someone should talk to him, maybe if he apologizes, she'll come back." Miles was hopeful, he knew you'd come back eventually. 

"Sure, kid. As if Miguel ever listens." 

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Miguel on the other hand was depressed. 

He'd gotten used to your presence and it felt odd without you.

He felt horrible about yelling at you but he was scared. The thought of you dying terrified him, and his way of dealing with that wasn't the best. 

He thought about apologizing many times, but he didn't know how to. The last thing he wanted was to cause more damage. 

"You know a simple "sorry" could fix this all right?" Lyla said, breaking him out of his trance. 

"It's not that easy, Lyla." He sounded so broken to his own ears. 

"Well, you gotta try, Boss." 

"Sunflower used to call me that." 

"You're joking, right? Wow, you really are pathetic." Lyla snorted. 

"What's that supposed to mean?" 

"Dude, you're in love with her. You are absolutely smitten." 

"Lyla, that's enough-" 

"No, you love her and that's why it's bothering you so much." 

"I don't-" 

"Nah, Lyla's right, you do love her." He turned around to see Jess standing in his office. 

"Jess, not you too, and where did you come from?" Miguel groaned, he did not love you. 

"The door…? Anyways, just try to fix things, the first step is you apologizing." Jess stated matter-of-factly. 

Miguel thought about it for a minute, these last few weeks had been pure torture for him, Jess was right, the first step is apologizing.

"Fine, I'll do it first thing tomorrow, but I don't love her." 

"Sure, whatever you say, man." Jess snickered. 

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

You got somewhat used to your new life. It was the same old plain routine every day. You tried to throw yourself into other things. Finding new hobbies, jobs, literally anything. 

But eventually, it all started to feel okay.

Things were finally starting to look good for you. 

You thought about the spider society way less and finally started living your life to the fullest. 

You were moving on. 

Crime fighting was easy today. You got to hang out with your friends and an old lady gave you a cheerio, which is something. 

You swung around the city for a bit, enjoying the view and temporary peace. 

Soon it was time for you to head back home. You climbed in through your bedroom window and quickly changed out of your suit, slipping into more comfortable clothing.  

When you went downstairs to get some food, you weren't expecting to see Miguel O'Hara sitting on your couch. 

"Holy shit, what are you doing here?" You scared him, because he jumped violently at the sound of your voice. 

"I was here t-"

"Humiliate me further? Because I thought we were done with that." You felt bad saying that, but he deserved it. 

"No, I'm here to apologize." He looked down, ashamed. 

"It's a bit late for that, isn't it?" You chuckled bitterly, walking past him into the kitchen. 

"Just listen to me for a second." 

"I thought I was incapable of doing that." You muttered to yourself. 

He got up and strode towards you, but he received no acknowledgment of his presence. 

"I'm sorry for yelling at you in front of everyone; it was wrong and I shouldn't have acted so immaturely." 

"Uh-huh, it's fine. You can leave now, the door's right there." You weren't buying his ridiculous apology. Even a five-year-old could do better. 

"I understand you're mad, but please give me a chance." That was pretty much the last straw for you.

"I'm mad? You humiliated me in front of everyone! You made me feel like shit, you made me think I don't belong on the team! You're an asshole." You were screaming at him, taking out all the anger and sadness you felt in the past two months.

"I'm sorry." He sounded so small, so vulnerable, and for the second time in his life, he didn't know what to do. 

"The best you can say is I'm sorry? At least give me a proper explanation." You scoffed, rolling your eyes. 

"I'm in love with you." What? 

"Right, if you're here to joke around and mock me just leave okay."  You open up to him and he mocks you in return. Amazing.

"I'm being serious. I'm not mocking you or joking around, I'm in love with you. You want an explanation, so I'm giving you one." He breathed, looking at you hoping to receive some reaction. All he got was a small head tilt which he took as a sign to continue. 

"The reason I yelled at you was because I was scared. I thought you were going to die and that terrified me, I've lost everything, and I don't want to lose you too. I didn't know how to handle it, so I lashed out. I truly am sorry, Sunflower." You froze trying to process everything, was he telling the truth? 

"Lyla and Jess helped me realize my true feelings for you." He whispered. 

When you said nothing for a few minutes he started to get scared, he was ready to get on his knees and beg for forgiveness if he had to. 

"Can you… say something? Please?"

"I can't forgive you just yet." He would never admit to what happened next but he started sobbing. All this was too much, being vulnerable was an unknown feeling to him. 

"Woah, wait hey, don't cry. Let me-" Before you could finish your sentence he fell to his knees, arms clutching your waist like a lifeline. 

You were beyond confused, you thought this whole interaction was some sort of weird dream. Miguel O'Hara down on his knees, for you? Wow, two months ago you would've scoffed and rolled your eyes at that. 

Nonetheless, you ran your fingers through his hair trying to soothe him. 

"Miguel, honey, listen to me. Just because I'm not ready to forgive you now, doesn't mean I never will." His face was still squished against your midriff, and his breathing was slowly returning to normal, with a few sniffs here and there. 

"So, you'll come back?" Seeing him in such a state broke your heart, you were still upset with him but were willing to give him a chance. 

"Yes, I'll come back tomorrow." At that, he smiled properly for the first time in weeks. 

He stayed there for a few moments, letting you comb through his hair gently, he would cherish this brief moment forever. 

"I should get going then. The multiverse needs saving." He said hoarsely, standing up, he was slightly embarrassed by this side of him. 

"Maybe use the door this time." He lightly chuckled at your statement, the warm feeling took over him once again.

Miguel did not want to leave, he wanted to stay here with you, but he knew that wasn't an option right now.

Before he left he had to get one last thing off his chest.

"Could you, not tel-" 

"Tell anyone about this? Don't worry, this stays between us only." 

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Everyone was surprised to see you back the next day. 

The second you walked in, everyone was all over you, hugging you and filling you in on everything you missed. It felt good to be back. 

"I'm so happy you're back," Gwen whispered, hugging you tightly. 

"I'm happy to be back, Gwendy. I missed you guys so much." 

"Hey quit hogging Sunflower, it's my turn to hug her now." Miles huffed impatiently. 

"Me next!" Pavitr bounced enthusiastically. 

"Hey, not cool. I called dibs, man." Hobie groaned. 

"Hey, Sunflower, I have some new pictures of Mayday to show you." Everyone was so excited to see you again, it was chaotic, but it felt like home. They were your family. 

Miguel watched the scene from afar with a smile, he was glad everything was okay now. 

"So you fixed things up with her, huh?" Jess said, popping up behind him, once again taking him by surprise. 

"¡Ay, coño! Jess, stop doing that." 

"Sorry, not my fault you don't have a spidy sense." Jess hummed. "So, how did you get her to forgive you?" 

"I have my ways." 

"You got down on your knees and begged her, didn't you?"

"How did you know?" Miguel whisper-yelled. That was supposed to be a secret. 

"I have my ways." Jess winked. 

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 

In a few weeks, everything was back to normal, you were back to your old self again. 

Except for the fact that you and Miguel were now closer than ever. That was new. 

You were always by his side, sticking close to him and he felt comfortable around you, always relaxed in your presence. 

He wasn't sure if you forgave him just yet, but he was willing to wait for as long as you needed. 

He did small things to show you he cared, sometimes it was bringing you coffee, other times it was giving you your favorite flowers. 

You knew he was sorry, and in your heart, you forgave him a long time back. 

So, you finally decided to tell him. 

You guys were in his office having lunch, he didn't like to eat out in the cafeteria. You both would usually sit in silence enjoying each other's company. 

"Hey, Miguel." 

"Hm?" 

"I forgive you." 

He raised his eyebrows in confusion taking a moment to realise what you meant. When he finally got it, his eyes widened almost comically. 

"Oh, you do?" He was trying to hide his smile but failed horribly. 

"I forgave you a long time back, but I just… needed some time." You nodded.  

"I understand that. Thank you for giving me another chance." 

"Actually, to forgive you fully, I want one thing from you." You declared, confidently. 

"I'll do anything, Sunflower." He'd indeed do anything for you. 

"I want you to go out on a date with me." 

His brain stopped working. You were asking him out on a date. 

"Miguel? Is that a yes or no?" You grew nervous at his lack of response. Did you cross boundaries? You thought he liked you. 

"I would love to." You quickly beamed at his response, after months of waiting it was finally happening. 

"So, how about tomorrow, at 7?" You giggled. 

"Sounds perfect." He sighed, softly smiling. 

He couldn't wait for tomorrow. 

[autumn-hiraeth]

WHERE'S MY LOVE (canon event)

Hobie brown x reader

ANGST. 1st part.

NEXT PART

a/n: many people asked for THE CANON EVENT so enjoy it! :)?

Guys! Last part is coming soon!

You and Hobie have been together for two years, it felt like a lifetime to your friends but to you it just felt like the beginning of your love story.

However, you can never have it all, right? A hero's life is as full of successes as it is failures..... and one of you two had to lose eventually.

Hobie kisses happily you when you meet him at HQ, he had left you asleep in his flat in the morning, you looked so pretty in his bed he didn't have the courage to wake you up.

That particular day Hobie had a nightmare, but when he woke up you were next to him, wrapping him in a warm hug and suddenly his fear was gone. He felt so lucky to have you by his side.

"I missed you in the morning" you whisper against his lips and Hobie smiles, pulling you closer to him.

"Sorry luv, Miguel needed help" he explains feeling you hum on his chest.

The moment was perfect; you and hobie hugging in the lobby like your lives depend on it.

Not knowing why Hobie murmurs softly "You're my home Y/n, you know that, right?"

Your heart melts, you also wanted to tell him the same thing but Jessica interrupted them.

"Hey lovebirds, Miguel needs you, you have a mission" Hobie rolls his eyes and you give him a kiss.

....

Hobie is upset 'cause he wanted to take you home, however, you two are swinging on the buildings of other universe to fight yet another enemy of Spider-Man.

It's the same old routine.

While you and him fight against the Green Goblin, Hobie wonders if maybe a stable life with you is the best.

And that thought makes him smile and feel so warm as he watches you fight on the roof of the tallest building he's ever seen.

Everything feels the same. So routine.

But suddenly not anymore, the Green Goblin blows up part of the building and all he sees is you falling.

Hobie isn't even listening his watch 'cause if that were the case then he would know what that means.

Your triggers have stopped working. You're so scared but soon you see Hobie and he's trying to catch you, he's going to save you, you can hear him yelling that you're going to be okay, you don't have to be scared, his hand is almost reaching for yours and when you feel the touch of his fingers both smile, but that touch doesn't last 'cause the Green Goblin knocks Hobie away from you.

And he can hear you calling him.

When Hobie finally manages to free himself from the Green Goblin, his watch has stopped chiming.

He doesn't get it, your lover sees you, you're lying on the floor, his brain still can't figure it out, Hobie takes off his mask and then he takes off your mask and his hands are stained with blood.

"Y/n.. luv.. wake up" your eyes are closed, Hobie brown is ignoring the blood, because you always bleed, but that doesn't mean NOTHING.

"hun'...please..don't leave me" his voice is broken and his tears are falling on your face.

He hugs you tightly as he sobs and something inside him breaks because your heart, your heart isn't beating at the same level as his… his sobs are so loud that he doesn't even hear a portal open behind him.

But Hobie Brown doesn't care that Miguel and Jessica are there, or that they see him cry, because he couldn't save you and now you're gone...

because..

You were his canon event.

[esmedelacroix]

15 days til' Christmas

planning to surprise husband!miguel o'hara with the best gift ever⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆

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If there was one thing about Miguel that confused you it was what gift to get him for Christmas. You were always buying things that made you think of him or clothes that he would look handsome in(he looks good in literally everything).

But you couldn't help but feel like it wasn't enough. You couldn't help but feel like you needed more. You wanted to give him a gift that was tear-wrenching.

You thought that you would never get the opportunity to give Miguel the gift you thought he deserved. Until that opportunity presented itself in a certain two-lined symbol on a white stick you had peed on.

Right then you knew exactly what his gift would be this year. The only issue was that you had to keep this secret until Christmas which was in a whole week. But, you couldn't keep anything from Miguel for the life of you. What was worse is that he was incredibly perceptive and always knew when something was different.

You were already two months along and you never realized that you were extremely behind on your period until your period tracking app pointed out that you stopped getting your period after you logged unprotected sex during your fertile window.

You and Miguel were dating for three years before you got married and your second marriage anniversary was coming up. You weren't really trying for kids but the two of you didn't mind if you were to have one. You talked about it and you both felt ready so you started being more carefree about protection every now and then.

Miguel was used to taking three days off of work once a month to help you through your abnormally painful period cramps. He was so busy that hadn't realized you hadn't gotten your period.

You quickly got a long box and placed the pregnancy test in it before wrapping it up and putting it under the tree. There were already tons of gifts under the tree so it didn't seem weird at all.

You cleaned up your mess and right when you checked your watch you realized that it was seven o'clock. Miguel should be arriving any minute by now-

"Honey! I'm home!" you heard Miguel call out from the mud room. You could hear the noises of some bags indicative that he went grocery shopping like you had asked.

You rushed to the entrance and gave Miguel a big hug. You'd been missing him all day and it was taking every fiber in your body to not just tell him the great news right then and there.

"Woah amor, did you miss me that much?" he chuckled as he walked down the hall with you clinging to him.

You sat on the counter taking groceries out of bags as he put them away listening to him rant about how things were going at work. Most people wouldn't be very fond of listening to someone ramble about work for 30 minutes straight but Miguel wasn't a rambler he was a storyteller.

If he was going to tell you about his day, trust he would talk about it in a way that made it intriguing. He often made you laugh when he told you about some of the harmless silly rumors floating around at the office.

One thing that his fellow spiders other than Peter B would never know was that he enjoyed observing and gossiping about who was dating and who wasn't at Spider Society knowing that it was absolutely not his business.

The two of you thought yourselves to be cupids and would talk about what couple desperately needed to break up or who should be dating whom.

"Cariño I have a question..." Miguel started interrupting you laughing at his joke about who he thought Hobie should date.

"Yeah? What is it?" you asked in a more serious tone.

"Why haven't you gotten your period yet?" he asked.

Shit. Shit shit shit shit. You cursed to yourself trying to think of an answer.

"Well my period tracking app told me that it's because of my increased amount of weight training recently, it happened to me when I was 14 as well I lost my period for like half a year then," you explained.

"Huh, you never told me you've been going to the gym, you usually just run in the mornings," he said, accepting your answer. It almost hurt lying to him about this because he had so much trust in you that he believed everything you said.

"My practice closes at five now, remember? So I have a lot more time," you said.

"Oh I see," he said as he took out ingredients to make dinner.

He didn't really talk about it for the rest of the night and everything went smoothly but as you lay in bed that night in his arms you couldn't help but worry. What if you're not able to keep this up and the gift is ruined? All should be fine though besides you only have to keep from him for the next 7 days.

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next part → 7 days til' Christmas

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[staytinyville]

Stay Alive (26)

BTS poly!ot7 x Reader

Magical Creatures AU

Series Masterlist

Warnings: smut (MDNI), piv, unprotected sex (we don't do that here),

A/N NOT BETA. Honest opinion yall what you think of my smut lol

You giggled at the younger patients wading around in the pool, trying to learn how to swim. Jimin along with other patients, were holding swim lessons to help the younger kids know the basics. While the only time they got to swim was in the pool, Jimin thought it was best to teach them if the day ever comes that they are freed from this hell. 

“You're doing good!” Jimin praised one of the girls. 

You had a bright smile on your face, putting out towels once the lessons came to an end and everyone got ready to leave. 

“Good work everyone!” Jimin called, waving goodbye to the other patients. 

He nodded his head to some of the other volunteer instructors–most of which were older people who had gotten the chance to learn how to swim before being imprisoned. You gave them kind smiles as they passed you, thank you for the towel you handed them. 

You turned back to Jimin, watching as he ducked under the water causing it to ripple. A soft smile formed on your face the more you watched him do what looked like a dance. It was mesmerizing to watch. 

He popped back out, grinning when he saw you making your way closer to the edge. He waded over, placing his arms along the cement.

“You're amazing with children.” You told him, giving him a water bottle.

“I'm just a great swim teacher.” Jimin chuckled. 

He suddenly frowned after taking gulps of the water. You watched as he dropped his head onto his arms, his legs kicking in the water. 

“There's a lot of kids here who were taken from their families.” He sighed deeply. “They don't get a lot of education for practical things so I asked to be a swim instructor.” He explained. 

“Jungkook helps with physical exercises, Taehyung does art, Jin helps people with cooking, and Hobi teaches magic to the kids.” He smiled softly. “It’s just little things that people should get in their everyday lives. They might try to bribe us with things but we know the truth. This isn’t the life people deserve.”

“I think you guys are amazing to want to teach the younger ones.” You moved your fingers through Jimin’s wet hair, causing him to grin. 

“We got the chance but they won't.” He pressed his lips together. “They're missing so much from their abilities–someone has to tell them.”

“How old is the youngest?” You asked him.

He thought about it for a moment. “Ni-ki is 17.” 

“When was he brought in?” You frowned, shoulders dropping at the idea of such a young boy being stuck here for so long. 

“5 years ago. That was the last time they brought in people.” Jimin explained. “They said they closed off the portal that was used to travel between the worlds.”

“They took a 12 year old from his parents?” You cried, your eyes starting to hurt from the tears piling up. “Jimin, this isn't okay. Why would anyone do this?” 

Jimin quickly pulled himself up from the water, sitting at the ledge of the pool. “He's a greed demon. It's what he does.” Jimin sighed, bringing you in for a hug. You didn’t care for getting your clothing wet, knowing you’ll just ask to borrow some of the boys. 

“We'll save them.” Jimin told you, hand rubbing the back of your neck. “It's something all of us decided to do when they brought in the people after us. No one deserves this.”

He looked down when you began to shake, your tears hitting his wet skin. “Hey don't cry, beautiful.” He pulled you back, wiping at your tears. “We'll get through this.” He told you. 

When your sniffles wouldn’t stop, he looked down at the water before turning back to you. “How about I show you something?” He told you, dropping back into the pool. 

“Show me what?” You tried to stop your tears from falling, wiping at them with the towel you were going to give Jimin. 

“Watch.” He smiled at you before disappearing under the water. 

You leaned over the edge, looking down into the dark pool. You weren’t able to see all the way to the bottom, probably going much deeper than you would be able to swim in. However as you tried to find where Jimin had gone, you suddenly saw a shimmer of scales breach up into the light. You gasped, trying to find the figure again. You quickly fell backwards as a mermaid looking tail made a splash on the surface. You flinched as the water sprayed on your, moving an arm up to keep the chlorine from getting into your eye. 

As you lowered your arm, another gasp pulled from your lips. Jimin’s head had popped out of the water, his nose still under. You could see pale scales surrounding his face, leading to sharply pointed ears. As he swam closer, you moved back to the edge. The more he pulled himself out, the more of his true form you could see. 

His gills moved on the side of his neck, two openings on each side. As he used his hands to pull himself closer to the ledge, the fins on the side of his forearm caught your attention. His fingers flexed, causing the webbing between them to stretch. His nails were also pointed just as sharply as his ears were. 

You giggled when he pushed closer to your face, his nose almost brushing up against yours. The fins along his back moved up and down his spine, closing and opening back up. Your eyes moved to the tail that flicked behind him, its gray fins moving in the water as if it was hair.

“You look—beautiful.” You choked out, staring at his tail swishing along the waves. “Jimin, you're extraordinary.” You told him, looking back at him. 

“Thank you, beautiful.” Jimin spoke quietly, his breath hitting your lips. 

Without thinking about it, you dropped your head down and planted your lips against his plush ones. They were wet and not from him licking them. It was almost like he had gloss–and most often than not it did look like he did. But you figured it was something having to do with his abilities. 

You pulled your head back as Jimin pushed himself out of the pool, his scales and fins disappearing the more he came out of the water. You didn’t pay any attention to it though, instead placing your hands on his face to keep him close. 

Your noses bumped against each other, teeth clashing just a bit. You gasped out with something pointed touched the tip of your lips, allowing him room to slip his tongue into your mouth. It was like the end of a tentacle, but still felt like a normal tongue. It just had a weird shape to it. 

With Jimin now fully out of the water, he crawled over your body, pushing you to lay back onto the floor. You didn’t pay attention to how his skin was wet, your scrubs dried him. At least until his webbing hands moved to pull your shirt up and over your head. 

Jimin pulled back and watched as you seemed to look towards the locker room entrance, before moving your attention back to him. You watched as his eyes went glossy for a moment before smiling down at you. 

“Don’t worry, I asked Taehyung to put my sign on the door.” He told you. 

You smiled at him, enjoying how he knew what you meant with just one look. That or maybe you were just transmitting your thoughts into his without knowing. You didn’t care to think more about as Jimin went back to peppering your neck with kisses. 

Your arms wrapped around his shoulders, legs crossing behind his back as he quickly picked you up. His hands were placed under your thighs, fingers inching closer to your core that seemed to radiate so much heat. He could feel your lower lips through your scrubs, the water from his dip in the pool having soaked you through. Though even if he wasn’t wet, you were sure you would have soaked through without him. 

You back made contact with cold metal, realizing it was a bench he had set you down on. Your legs dropped from his waist which gave Jimin the moment to strip you of your pants. Raising your hips, you made a face at the wet metal. Jimin took notice and moved to grab a towel from the other end. 

“Lean up.” He told you. 

As you sat up, he was kind to place the towel down on the bench. You wanted to giggle at how domestic it seemed. You were about to have sex with Jimin in the pool area–which was public–and here he was trying to make you comfortable. 

When everything was set down, you laid back down, quickly pulling Jimin back to you causing him to gasp. 

“That was sweet of you.” You giggled, pecking his lips. 

His puffy lips pulled into a dazzling grin. “Gotta make sure you’re as comfortable as possible.”

You giggled as he began to suck on your skin again. He didn’t leave marks, only giving you kisses and a tease from his pointed tongue as it poked out from between his lips. He made his way down, your back arching as he paid close attention to your chest. He didn’t stay too long though, quickly moving down your naval and to the band of your underwear. 

You gulped as you watched his slitted eyes glance up at you. You realized how much being a siren really fit Jimin. His looks were something that called your attention. His personality was what brought you into his waters. And you were swimming deeply in them. 

When you felt the cold air brush against your core, you let out a breath. You gasped as you felt Jimin’s breath hitting your thighs, back arching as you began to feel your nerves spark from the proximity.

Jimin looked up at you with hooded eyes, his lips skimming over the skin of your thighs causing you to flinch. He looked down at your core, eyes filled with lust as he grew closer. Your legs placed themselves on his shoulders, knees going over his shoulders. 

The small flick of his pointed tongue on your clit, you gasped out loudly, almost sitting up in your haste. Jimin leaned up though, quickly holding your hips down. His tongue was long if he wanted it to be. So while the fat part of it laid against your clit, the tip probbed at your entrance. 

You were withering from the pleasure, grinding against his tongue the best you could with his arm holding you down. Your moans only seemed to spur Jimin on more as he allowed his entire appendage to enter your heat. This caused you to cry out, hands trying to reach out to grab onto something. 

Jimin moved one of hands into yours, intertwining your fingers together. You began to clench down on his tongue, but he quickly pulled back before you were able to cum. You cried, wanting to sit up and find why he had stopped. But when you looked at him, you saw him quickly taking off his swim shorts. 

Your pussy clenched as you moaned from the sight of him. Your fingers reached for the towel under you again, clenching the fabric. He crawled back over you, fingers delicately swiping against your cheeks. You took in the scales that stuck around his face, feeling breathless from how beautiful he truly was. 

“Thank you.” He whispered against your lips. 

You softly moaned when his cock fell against your lips, hot and heavy between his legs. You moved our hips in a circle, rubbing your clit along the ridges of Jimin’s cock. He groaned against your lips, pulling away to look down at where you were using him to pleasure yourself. 

With his hands on your hips, he allowed you to use him as you please. You began to whine at how he didn’t seem to help you, which made him laugh. The pout on your lips made him lean over to kiss it away. 

“I got you, Beautiful. Don’t worry.” He grinned, teeth sharp. “I’ll give you what you want.”

With his words, he took a hold of his cock and lined himself up at your entrance. But he still kept teasing you. He only allowed himself to push the tip in, smiling evilly as you began to wither from him not moving forward. 

“Jimin.” You whined, circling your hips to make him go deeper. 

“Sorry.” He giggled, leaning over you as he pushed deeper. “It’s so fun to watch you whine.”

You would have retorted something back, but he started to thrust his hips back and forth effortlessly stopping you from saying anything. The only thing that seemed to slip out from your mouth were whines and moans. It started to dry your throat out. 

Jimin’s mouth hung open as his own grunts slipped past his lips. He had his eyes squeezed shut, basking in the way you seemed to grip him. One of his arms held him up while the other was gripping your hips. 

“You gonna cum?” He whispered to you as he leaned down. 

“Come on, beautiful. I waited for you to come.” His breath hit the shell of your ear, causing goosebumps to raise on your skin. “I want to feel you fall apart on my cock.”

You cried out as your orgasm started to form. Jimin shut his eyes tightly, groaning from you squeezing around him. Just as he felt your pussy throb around him, he quickly pulled out and let go of his release on your stomach. You withered on the bench, moaning from your orgasm that was coming down. 

Once Jimin had calmed down from his own high, he began to message your legs. Your breathing was returning to normal, which made him smile. “You okay, lovely?” He called out.

“I’m fine.” You giggled, looking at him. 

“Let’s go take a shower.” He told you, grabbing your hand. 

“Is there anyone left?” You couldn’t sit up just yet, which made Jimin pick you up. 

He carried you bridal style to the locker room, not caring to pick up the clothes you had left in the pool.

“No. We are alone.” He told you. 

When he walked into the men’s locker room, you were in fact alone which made your beating heart calm down. He set you down on a bench as he prepared the shower for the both of you. You watched as he moved around to get everything, appreciating his butt. 

He sent you a playful glare at the thought, which made you giggle. Once everything was ready, you both washed away the activities of the day. Both the normal ones and the dirty. 

Series Masterlist

UPDATE. Next chapter update will be November 13 , 6:00 PM (US Central Time)

[suemaelee]

-A Quick visit-

♡A quick little smutty story♡

Waiting at tha gates, you see him running towards you.

Oh, he looks so good with that uniform on, you think to yourself.

"Why are you standing outside? It's freezing. They should've let you in, babe, " he says. He gives you a big hug, pulls back, looks at you a kisses you like it was the last time he ever would. You kiss him back, of course.

"Y/N!!!" You pull away from him and take a peek at who's calling your name. When you see the boys. All of them. You could just cry.

Jimin and V run straight towards you, hugging you tightly. Soon, the rest do the same. You chat outside for a while before Jungkook starts getting impatient. "Guys, stop hogging her. she's mine. Also, it's freezing"

Hobi: "Alright"

Jin: "Okay okay"

V: "yaya"

And Jimin just starts running inside holding your hand. So naturally, you follow.

You guys make it to the guest/cafeteria room, and you start chatting it up with the boys more than Jungkook himself. Namjoon kept asking about your studies and work life. Hobi is asking about how music and dance are working out for you. Jimin keeps "joking around " asking when you're going to get a boyfriend. Which makes you chuckle, of course. You're happy to see all the boys again. But they are very chaotic. At one point, V and Jimin got into it, while Jin and Namjoon were trying to calm them down.

You can see Jungkook is a bit embarrassed and irritated. You were about to finish your food when he grabbed your hand and pulled you away from the table, leading you to a private closet.

"Jungkook, l told you you don't have to be embarrassed if things like that happened, I'm used to the guys. They'll be fine -"

But you get interrupted by a kiss.

He kisses you hard, pulling you by the waist.

"I was trying everything in there not to do something to you under the table. You know that, right?"

"Jungkook...here?"

"I. Need. You"

"But-"

"Now," His vioce is stable. Clear. He's desperate.

"Okay...okay baby but be quick, yeah?" You say, looking around the closet.

Immediately, he starts taking off his belt. And you start to undress as well.

You look down to see his rock hard cock twitching up and down. He starts to touch himself at the sight of you undressing.

"You look so hot baby, I really missed you"

"I missed you too," you respond.

"No, like...I missed YOU. You're smell, your touch, your lips, your body." He bites his lips " your pussy..."

You feel yourself getting soaked from how he talks. He grabbed on to your waist and pulled you closer. He starts to glide his fingers along your wetness, making you moan for him.

"Mmh, I missed how you sound, baby. Keep going. Keep moaning for me"

Which you do. He starts kissing your neck, which he knows drives you crazy. Moaning even louder now he kissing your lips instead. After all, you can't be too loud. Anyone could be walking by.

"I can't wait, baby, I'm sorry. Please, I need you. " He lowers himself to grab on to your legs and lift you over his arms.

He positions himself at your entrance and slowly starts to push himself inside you. You hold back your moan. He can't, though.

"Oh fuck baby..ah" He moans. "you feel so good"

"You do too, baby." You respond.

He starts to go in and out of you a bit quicker.

"Have you been good while I've been gone, huh?" He asks

"I've been so good, baby. But it was hard too"

"Yeah? Why's that, huh? "

"I would think about you every night. It would make me want you even more, " you say, looking away and the empty boxes on the floor. I'm feeling a bit embarrassed at how honest you're being with him.

He smirks amd starts going harder and faster.

"Mmh fuck, that's so hot baby"

At this point, you can't hold it in and start to moan with the rhythm. The more you moan, the harder he goes.

"Ah Jungkook...I'm gonna cum"

He stops, adjusts himself, grabs on to you tighter, and starts to pound you into the wall (the wall is smooth. You were okay :)

"Oh baby, I'm gonna cum too, cum with me"

And do you do.

Both of you. He bucks his hips into you, and you pride onto him. You feel his hot cum inside you. You both moan it out.

"Ah fuck.."

He's all sweaty. He looks up at you and gives you a kiss. "I love you, baby,"

I love you too, you respond"

....

"Where have you too been?" Suga asks with a smirk.

"Y/N TELL V I'M RIGHT AND HE'S WRONG," Jimin yells out.

Everyone minus you and V: "Oh my god"

Suga: Y/n, your uh...shirt is inside out"

You look down. "Oh my god...be right back," and you run back to the closet, feeling embarrassed.

"Oooohhh" the rest of the boys laughed out.

"Shut up guys" Jungkook says with a smile on his face.

* The rest of the day, they teased you both until it was time to go. All in all, a successful visit *

{Hello Armyyy, yes, I've been absent cus my studies have not been giving me a break, and I'm on the verge of tears like...everyday. But I decided to post, or else it would've been way too long since I have. I missed the boys so much that I had to see who else was feeling the same way. And again, THANKYOU to all the ones who like my last story "New Years Fuck" it was one of my best work. I hope you guys can enjoy this one aswell. Lots of love, stay safe and keep being the bad bitch you are.}

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Do you think the Peters would continue to wear their masks in HQ because it's weird seeing your face on other people even if they're all a teensy bit different or would they have gotten over it quickly?

This kinda opens up a big chasm that I'm SO CURIOUS ABOUT - Because I would assume they'd get use to it, but HOW.

And now this has turned into a long post about

The Spider Society: Multiverse Integration Process Analysis

[In this post I theorize and deconstruct:

The psychological existential damage that would come with joining The Society

How The Society handles integration and mental health for new recruits in everything from those in different timelines (Noir & Webslinger), Duplicates (Like Gwen & Hobie)

These are all headcanons based on.....me.

And...this devolves into a rant a little bit in the beginning BEAR WITH ME - But I hope you enjoy and I'm DYING to hear people's thoughts!! We GETTIN INTO IT]

So. Joining the Society sounds swell. But thinking about it for more than two seconds..

Even the idea is like...borderline traumatic.

Think about it. Like we've only ever seen ourselves in mirrors and photos - mirrors being reflections and photos having a shorter focal length than the human eye.

We normally have a very limited view on how we've ever seen ourselves externally.

So turning up to HQ isn't just seeing yourself - it's seeing yourself WRONG. In a way you've never seen yourself before. Some even theorize that your brain wouldn't even process it as you because of your visual expectations of yourself.

So as a Peter-

Maybe he doesn't even realize at first that the people around him ARE HIM, until it clicks like 'OH. THATS WHAT I LOOK LIKE?!' Is that my face???

It would only take a couple seconds to do the math, but it's still JARRING. To see yourself moving and speaking and actively laughing.

Hearing your own laugh.

HEARING YOUR VOICE SAY THINGS YOU'D NEVER SAY. Literally looking at another Spider-person like 'I would not say that'. It must be so mentally jarring and confusing to suddenly have a new and complete external view of yourself you have no control over - even moreso with such wide variation.

And then it goes even further - as trans person like

I imagine Trans-Guy Peter Parker turning up to campus and realizing '..oh, most other Peters are cis.' The emotions of that would be so surreal and conflicting. Part affirmative of your place in the universe as a guy, but also part isolating or confusing.

Part 'Hell yeah other guys', part 'WTF universe' [Like if I saw cis guy version of myself bruh Idk if I'd hug him or fight him to the death right then and there i REALLY don't know I might snap and go Miguel Mode on that mfer anything could happen]

It even goes further to time eras:

I understand why Noir isn't in the Society. Having a bunch of Spider-people from 2023 saying 'Oh wow you're from 1933, well your life is gonna SUCK for the next decade or two cause in my universe in WW2 Germany-'

Like...that's NERVE-WRECKING.

Cause he'd probably be like 'wow swell, chipper. so umm...is WW2 a canon event because im trying really hard to stop that'

Imagine being from the 1930's and someone comes up and spoils WW2 for you. WORLD WAR 2. SPOILED. Like it's a soap opera.

If someone shows Noir Oppenheimer it's like..game over. What's he gonna do does he even know what an atom bomb is.?????

When joining, everyone is faced with a LARGE possibility of existential damage - even moreso for Peters, minority Peters, or people like Gwen.

Which begs the question - HOW DOES INTEGRATION WORK?

How does The Spider Society handle Integration?

I'm so curious to hear thoughts about this. Because how can you integrate someone of a different history, technological understanding, and basic EXISTENCE without psychologically sending them in a tailspin?

I'm gonna take a crack at it!

Culturally and Timeline wise? -

Culturally, how does one adjust? Like Noir?

I was thinking about this with the creation of my new OC - and I ran into a huge problem in terms off integration.

I recently created an OC who is supposed to come from a Wakanda-like rendition of South America - in a universe where the Spanish conquistadors never colonized.

Which is a lovely thought - But logically speaking

That Spider-person has to go to HQ and be told that in every other world their land was colonized for hundreds of years. *vine thud*

Then that Spider-person would logically, have to be told that large swathes of their culture were either destroyed, desecrated or were never created to begin with because of this colonization

- and that THEIR universe is the only universe where their people survive and thrive.

AND THEN they're looking at her like

'Now that we explained that uhhh can you go through an integration course for us? :) so you can assimilate into our society? but the course is only in widely spoken languages like English and SPANISH. Do you speak SPANISH? Welcome to NUEVA YORK btw'

UH-OH. THAT SUCKS ASS. Who's gonna be the one to tell her that???

Of course she'd be like 'Actually, this is the worst day of my life i hate everyone here and im psychologically stressed beyond repair, thanks for that. your society and multiverse sucks balls btw'

And this is not something I'm choosing to put the character through.

In fact, the character is supposed to be about the empowerment of Quechua people and avoiding the trauma of colonization.

But by simply existing in the context of The Spider Society - Logically speaking - she has to face this huge inevitable trauma and reality outside of her universe.

And that adjustment goes way beyond her learning technology. She'd genuinely be in mourning.

She wouldn't be able to connect with other Latin American Spider-people, because she's NOT 'Latin-American'. That idea is foreign to her.

She'd constantly be told or sent messages that her universe and nation and reality was a novel rarity. A lucky fluke.

There has to be some integration process in place -

If you're from a universe like Barbieland, where your society is matriarchal, you'd probably be really stunned and hurt to experience casual or outright sexism for the first time.

And then being told by other Spiderwomen that - yeah no, your universe isn't actually that common. Most universes SUCK for women.

-That'd scare the shit outta you. You'd be like fine I dont wanna go to other universes I wanna go home and cry

On the other hand, people like Hobie exist, who hail from dystopias. And for them, it's the reverse. The Society may be a new batch of freedom they've never dealt with before.

And they have to be assured they are back not and do have more freedom and that's good. Almost like the deprogramming from a cult (into something another society that's very similar).

Someone would have to explain:

People from different times (or social standings) as well.

Sure, Hobie may have adjusted easy, but we can only assume that. And I've talked before about how learning about other Spider-People, The Society, and their blatant disrespect to what HE considers the point of Spider-man - was probably incredibly stressful for him.

Or even simple things of telling a black Spider-person from let's say 1940 that 'you have equality now - there's groups and movements and you can meet black people from newer universes that are happy and free to do as they please. You can heal'. After DECADES of oppression.

Or telling a gay or trans Spider-person 'Oh, most universes are actually super accepting. I'm sorry yours is so oppressive. The HRT here is great and free.'

EVEN FOR SILLY PEOPLE for Spider-people like lets say Spider-Fool (a silly little guy). How do you explain to Spider-Fool that Miguel isn't a king - he's just some guy and NO horseback jousting with Webslinger is against rules and not a way to settle disputes??

They're not hearing that.

Or explaining to people that Lyla isn't a person and its possible for her to be everywhere at once.

Logically speaking someone has explain this to them right out very early on and I'm so curious about that!!

There has to be something there to mentally support them so they don't crack and also explain to them the nuances of existence in a universe that's literally like the New York of the multiverse- full of dozens of cultures and subgroups.

My Analysis -

So I'm assuming an cultural integration includes:

Some sort of Common World History Course

A Social Etiquette Course and a

Multiverse Minority Sensitivity Course that deals with either accepting and adjusting to the fact you're a Multiverse Minority or how to approach and speak to Multiverse Minorities if you're a Peter or something.

Optionally: The MMS Course may also include routine therapy sessions at the Mental Health Center to check their adjustments

So okay, you've explained the multiverse and how to exist in it! Great

____

Now you have to explain THE TIMELINE.

Which is arguably WORSE. And I'm not even TOUCHING Canon Events here.

Let's talk about Gwen. Because I feel for her. REALLY REALLY BAD FOR HER.

How did they explain to Gwen WHO she was - or WHY these grown men were staring at her?

Imagine being Gwen on day one. Asking herself how all these guys know her name.

She's basically alone beside these new adults and Peter B. - and suddenly large groups of grown men are staring at her because holy shit she looks exactly like their sweetheart who they last saw in a goddamn casket.

Like not only is that gonna really throw off Peters mentally - it's probably terrifying for Gwen.

I'm not slagging off Peters here, but I genuinely think that Gwen's first time on campus would draw crowds. It a genuine situation on campus. Like people standing around her at all times until Miguel makes them stop.

Because when you lose someone SO traumatically, and then suddenly they're in front of you without warning - your first reaction would be to stare, and be totally stunned. It's surreal.

Even if you knew it was 'technically possible'. When they're standing there in front of you after you've seen them buried, your brain needs time to process that.

So I do think that her being there would trigger some kind of event on campus, and not in a good way.

Gwen's like 'How do these people - these GUYS know me? What's this crowd for? Why are some of them crying? This is scary.'

She's 16 for christ's sake.

And then someone has to explain to her who she is, and how she dies. Come on now.

Imagine someone being like 'Oh yeah you break ur back and die from a fall in literally every universe lol. Anyway can you go out and swing at high altitude after an anomaly? thanks, don't fall! - just kiddin'

Wouldn't you be like 'nah actually i wanna never leave my room'?. That could instill a level of fear that's paralyzing because you're waiting for the other Gwen shoe to drop (sorry had to take the pun)

Or even worse -

You're Gwen literally just existing and a grown Peter comes up to you and just shows you your own funeral photo. Like ?????????????? You'd be there like ?????????????????????!!!!!

HOW DO YOU REACT TO THAT???? How do you stop that??? How do you explain or process that?????

That scenario is completely possible in the context of Spiderverse!!

How do they explain to people like Gwen or Hobie their 'PLACE' in the universe?

Especially someone like Hobie who isn't with the shits to begin with.

In the comics, we see Pavitr reflect on The Spider Society and race - and when entire identities are dragged into it - it's going to get confusing.

Did they TELL Hobie's he's Prowler? Would he even believe them?

Or did they let him come across a Prowler only to see them and be like 'M8 that's me that's literally me standing there'

Once again, you may theoretically know it's possible. But also - the human brain isn't made to process that. In the moment you have no idea how you'd react, realistically speaking.

The situation in itself goes entirely against the brain's understanding of fate, reality, and your entire personhood.

Seeing yourself from 3rd person doing actions you would not do is like - forced depersonalization and disssociation. IRL.

You are literally being depersonalized from your actual basic identity. Dissociated and forced to watch from an outside view - except it's not something your brain is doing - IT'S THE UNIVERSE and you're watching it in real time.

There has to be some way all of these people are like - capable of processing all this in a natural way like a university - with some sort of mental support and coaching. It wouldn't be possible without it.

If Webslinger can walk around and see flying cars in Neuva York and not care, then something had to get him to that point.

Timeline wise - I can only guess classes are separated based on need and classifications which I spoke about here.

A Mental Health Course & Identity Coaching for Peters - to help them resecure their identity in a sea of copies

A Mental Health Course & Identity Coaching for 'Not Peters' - like Pavitr

A Mental Health Course & Identity Coaching for Duplicates - like Gwen & Hobie, to help them 'regain autonomy' in a universe in which they are a rarity or a 'lucky chance'

ADDITIONALLY:

For their own safety and privacy people like Gwen and Felicia Hardy (NightSpider) stay in separate dorms, so they're not exposed to Peter's. (not that NightSpider stays on campus. Her penthouse is nice AF)

When a Peter experiences a Gwen Stacy canon event Gwen is put on a short sabbatical - usually Miguel just tells Hobie to keep her in his universe. This is one of the only times he'll tell Hobie to do this, but it's just easier and safer if she's not there.

Villainy Monitoring: For Hobie - extra surveillance, for a number of reasons. But Lyla also calculates his rates of villainy. They're always INCREDIBLY low, and Hobie's file indicates there's basically a 0 percent chance of him going Prowler - BUT it is something they check for. This would go for any other 'Villainous Duplicates' like Harry Osborns who become Spider-man.

Even though she's not too dangerous, NightSpider is considered a light antagonistic-but-not-evil 'Villainous Duplicate' designation in her file.

But those would have to be just the basics.

........... And now that I read this back I see that I may have went a bit off the rails...... hm.

Um...anyway I don't know where I was going for this and I'm not even sure this is what you asked for but I think it's SO interesting psychologically suhkfgdfjgkdf

This also gave me a lot of ideas for how the universes work and the web and how close different universes are but that's a whole other jar of worms.

But if you made it this far PLEASE PLEASE tell me how you think Hobie and Gwen and Your Spidersona would adjust to Spider Society! I'm curious!

..........I don't know how to end this. Thank you for this ask tho!! Here Hobie

(my face after saying the most random shit known to humankind without proofreading and then hitting post like i did something)

[stormblessed95]

I know a lot of jikookers are absolutely certain about jikooks relationship but I just don’t see it. I don’t ship them but there are things that will always I guess reassure that they aren’t in a relationship for me personally. I wanted to state them to see your opinion on it.

I want to start with jimin calling jungkook his younger brother, I think this is very telling on why it causes me to believe they’re probs just friends. I don’t usually see jk saying he’s my brother and my older brother as much as jm and it seems as though jimin is trying to like push a point if that makes sense but it could just be me perceiving it as that. No one who’s dating someone is gonna call them their sibling unless they have some crazy incest kink lol and we see jm do that. Another thing was jungkook saying Jimins girlfriend would be lucky this was prob in relation to jimin being a giving and kind person and I was like would anyone in a relationship ever say that even if they’re trying to hide a relationship.

Another big thing for me was the physical affection the members still all show each other (especially tae and jk I’ll explain further) and that’s not a problem of course but I would’ve thought there’d be some boundaries set and enforced considering jikook are in a ‘relationship’. Like receiving the same level of physical affection from them kinda said a lot but also didn’t. Like for example in life goes on at ptd las vegas jungkook grabbed jimins butt and everyone went crazy as they should but namjoon did kinda did the same and cupped jungkooks butt so I was kinda like? But that maybe something they’re okay with within their relationship. But other moments of physical affection that stood out with me are all regarding tae and jk. For example when he sat on taes lap which could of course be platonic but why would you do that on a stage with thousands of people and your so called boyfriend right there? And another was in the soop when jk sat on taes legs/thighs while he was laying down and they were both wearing shorts (this is kinda important because I feel like presence of clothing changes the level of intimacy of this moment) it made me question a lot. And a really big one again was when tae rubbed jungkooks upper thigh while jimin was right there which was very intimate considering it was yk bare skin and it seemed kinda normal for them. There are probably more moments like this regarding them and probably even other members but these rlly stood out and said a lot. There was also a time where jk kissed Jin’s leg or I think jm kissed hobis neck in hobis bday live.

And once in a run bts episode where jk succeeded in a game and he was really happy and jm n tae were there watching and he wanted to celebrate by hugging tae and jm also tried to hug him but it was awkward bc he only hugged tae n jm was kinda just left out it could’ve been that he just didn’t see him/register it(that he left him out). Or when namjoon commented on his live that he wanted to go on a date with jungkook and jungkook was like how can u say that here n a giggly tone (I mentioned this because flirting with smn who’s in a relationship) or a time where v kept telling jm he liked him n flirted with him. Like all these moments of intimacy wouldn’t be a big deal with me and my friends but we are all straight so I kinda can’t see it from the point of view of someone who’s attracted to the same sex and has physically intimate relationships with the same sex while being in a relationship with someone of the same sex I hope that makes sense. And im not an incel if my confusion comes off as that please understand im a bit special (neurodivergent)😭 and I do flirt with my friends iknow those are jokes so it could be the same for them too and me and my friends do all the same as I’ve mentioned here.

I think I’ll stop there. And I am in no way saying that because of all this their relationship isn’t as cute and intimate and special as before but this is just in regards to them being in a romantic one which could still be true because those theories of their relationship are all plausible. But I think you can kinda understand my confusion with the topic. Please share your thoughts

(I’m watching jungkooks 30/6 live right now 😭 he’s singing and working out i love him)

You are free to think whatever you want to think. My opinion doesn't matter more than yours. Although perhaps some advice, as a straight person, don't make comments and assumptions about how queer people interact with each other 😅 I'm bi, I'm married, I went out with my best friend the other day and we called it a "date" and I'm touchy with my friends all the time. I've sat on my friends lap at the pool before too and I promise I didn't even want to sleep with her at all. Even though I am also attracted to women as well as men. Soooo.... where do we go from here? Lol not to mention how queer people often have way different kinds of boundaries than straight people do. And how PERFORMERS and people in that kinda industry as a Job or hobby ALSO have way different types of boundaries and generally are happy being touchier together.... like these are straight people and they are dancers and they are dancing together and both are married to other people and you even see the girls husband get *jokingly* upset but never actually really bothered

Also please don't send me giant essays like this where you say you want my opinion unless you've actually gone through my masterlist first. Because I've literally already made posts about everything you've brought up. And I label it all so nicely and make it so easily to find if you wanted to go find it. If you would like help finding specific posts for specific topics. DM me. I'm actually really nice, promise. I've held conversations about my posts with non shippers and even tkkrs (which you lowkey sound like btw, no one other than tkkrs are usually so focused on taekooks skinship, which isn't as high or even as "sus" as many other member duos) and those conversations have gone just fine. My DMs are open.

My masterlist. If you really want my opinions here they are. You'll find posts over your specific topics mentioned under the Important Posts topic and the Jikook Posts topic. Happy reading from one ARMY to another.

And come back if you do read it and don't want to DM me and rather be anon. I'd be interested to see if you took me seriously (I'd be nicer in my replies then) or were actually just here to troll. I have posts about "younger brother" I have posts about relationship boundaries, I have posts about skinship. I have posts for tkkrs. I have posts about taekook being cute, I have posts for why I think jikook are a couple, I have posts for lgbtqia education, I have posts for practically everything. You just need to go looking for it.

[chaigirly]

C ai Character Catalog 1

The last of us:

Ellie Williams

Heard your princess was hot, where is she?

I met her when I was still with my ex

You’re the only one who understands

I see how you look at my sister

Only love can hurt like this

Partners in crime

I just wanna get high with my lover

If you gave me a chance I would take it

All I want is one more day with her

Must have been a deadly kiss

Cause I’m a jealous jealous jealous girl

Her moves, her moves, she is mythical

You’re too slow, try keep up with me now

Merry Christmas to you

It’s so lonely in my mansion

When does the reason become the blame?

And when you go away, I still see you

You’re the star I look for every night

I’ve been waiting for you

Shut up and drive

You’re the greatest love of my life

Joel Miller

You wanna scream don’t call me kid

She a bad little bitch, she a rebel

Don’t cry no tears now it’s Christmas baby

“I like you,” what’s stopping you?

Dina Woodward

Got kinda drunk and told her that I liked her

But I think I’m liking her more

That’s my mamacita yeah

Jesse

You’re my best friend I’ll love you forever

I just wanna be your sweetheart

Call of Duty:

Simon Ghost Riley

When I see you again

I was enchanted to meet you

There was something in the air that night

Now that you’re under our spell

Open your eyes

She only exists in the dark of my room

I’m faking all of this so they’ll take me

The only memory is us kissing in the moonlight

König

Sorry it’s over

Baby are you mine?

The Quarry:

Dylan Lenivy

I dreamt about you all summer long

Lovely to be rained on with you

Why don’t we go somewhere only we know

Have yourself a Merry little Christmas

Xoxo kisses hugs

Let’s be friends so we can make out

You’re my moonlight

We gonna party like it’s 3012 tonight

I might get lost without you

Would I lie to you?

Kaitlyn Ka

You call me, “I love you”

City lights never shine as bright as your eyes

Max Brinly

My love mine all mine

I can see the pain in your eyes

When does a man become a monster?

If you keep leading me into your room

Nick Furcillo

That boy is a monster

Last Friday Night

Run away fast as you can

Emma Mountebank

Girl, you’re such a backstabber

I’m addicted to my passion, fashion

Begging on her knees to be popular

Abigail Blyg

It’s in your smile, it’s in your eyes

My first kiss went a little like this

Jacob Custos

Oh no she likes another boy

In the center of the ring just like a circus

Let me get what I want this time

Detention

Clapton Davis

Last Christmas I gave you my heart

I’m getting feelings that I didn’t before

Stilettos and fishnets if that’s what you like

In my room, you and I

Arcane

Vi

I ain’t stopping till I see police lights

All you’ll ever have is one day with me

Jinx

Mama I’m in love with a criminal

Call me babydoll

You’ll see my face in every place

Divergent

Tobias Four Eaton

I can’t believe we’re finally alone

Welcome to Vegas baby

I wanna show you off

Resident Evil

Leon Kennedy

It’s born from just one glance

Carlos Oliveira

I would trade the world to see my son and wife

Touch me like nobody else does

Rise of the Guardians

Jack Frost

Rises the moon

Five Nights At Freddy’s

Mike Schmidt

I keep forgetting I should let you go

This that college dropout music

Red Dead Redemption

Javier Escuella

It all fell down, it all fell down

Only if you knew how much I liked you

Dutch van der Linde

I got a bad feeling about you

Think I need someone older

Arthur Morgan

When you close your eyes, do you picture me?

Spiderverse

Miguel O’Hara

I can be a better boyfriend than him

Hobie Brown

I’m breaking dishes up in here

Peter Parker

How could I hurt you?

What’s on your mind? I said, “your skin”

But girl I’m only human

I told you once I can’t do this again

Well you don’t know me but I know you

Miles Morales

I know that we’re more than friends

“I love you baby,” I think I love you too

DC Universe

Jaime Reyes

When does a candle become a blaze?

[eilai55]

Lonley

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff X Daughter!reader

TW: Rape, PTSD, Slight mention of drugs. ( Tell me if i need to add somtheing)

Summary: You feel like the relationship with your mother is decaying but things change when something happens at a friend´s party.

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Lonley Ch 1

Sometimes you wished you never existed. Sure, it was cool to be the daughter of an Avenger, but it had its downfalls, for example, everyone expected you to be perfect. You had a good mind, easily reminded things and quickly coming up with solutions to any problem thrown at you. Physically, you were a straight A too, you could run miles super-fast without being tired, you had excellent reflexes and a perfect technique on any martial art. But that was useless when you tried to make friends. Everyone used you to meet the Avengers or teamed up with you in class because they were sure you would have an A. So even if you were quite popular in school and were always surrounded by people you felt so lonely. A lot of boys and girls had asked you out for the last years of your life, but you were sure it was because you had a pretty face and a good body, not that you thought that, but the press and everyone reminded it to you every day of your life. In reality no one had ever tried to get to know you better than some superficial data as your favourite colour or what did you do on your free time. It was a privileged as well as a burden.

You are curled on your bed trying to process the feeling of loneliness that had been eating your mind for days now. It isn´t a feeling that makes you want to cry, it´s more like feeling an infinite emptiness with a mix of nostalgia. The only thing that assures you that you are not empty is the heartbeat aching almost physically in your chest. Usually, you avoided feeling like that by occupying yourself with training, homework or going into the small missions that Fury let´s you. But today there is nothing you can do as you already have done all your homework, there aren´t any missions and the training room was occupied by Steve and Tony. You stare at the white walls asking yourself how it would be having real friends, someone who genuinely wants to get to know the real you but then another question comes to your mind. Who are you? You sure enjoyed yout hobies. But even you aren´t sure who is the person you see on the mirror every day. All these things made you feel confused and sad, you don´t like having this feeling so you try to sleep, sleeping is the only way not to think. That is why you wished you could stop existing, just for a moment, to stop time and reorganise your mind.

Drown on your own thoughts you fail to hear the soft knock at your door, so you flinch when a hand is slightly pressed on your shoulder. “Mom!” you turn your whole body to face the red-haired woman standing in front of you. “I didn’t know you were coming home today” you mumbled hugging her by the waist, she surrounds your frame with her strong arms. “Sorry love, mission ended earlier than expected.”

“it’s okay, I have missed you.” She kisses the top of your head in a motherly way while caressing your hair, and you feel yourself snuggling closer to her. You and Natasha have been always close but lately her work was swallowing most of her time leaving you feeling even more lonely. As the good spy she is, she notices the slight frown forming on your face showing your troubling thoughts. She holds your face with both her hands making you lift your head to meet her Green eyes. “Something wrong?”

“It’s just-” You are rudely interrupted by Clint rushing to your room, concern all over his face. “Nat there is an emergency we need you down in five” and then rush down the hallway. You share a look, the word “sorry” written all over her face before running back to her room to change to a better attire before facing whatever had set everyone on such a state of distress. You decide to make it back to bed and just engulf myself with the bed sheet. Staring at the ceiling you feel tears rolling down your cheek. Was it too much to ask for someone who cared enough to choose you before a mission, a grade, or personal interests? You knew your mother ´s job was important and she didn´t need you being all weepy for such trivial things, you just wanted to talk to her and maybe for her to listen and tell you you weren’t alone. Guess you could always wait for her to return and then having some quality time together.

It was 12 in the morning when the team came back, dark bags under your mother´s eyes, sure, she was a trained agent and capable of going through many things like no sleep in heaven´s know how much time but she was still human, and she needed to rest. Bottling up all your emotions you kiss her cheek and let her get her much needed sleep.

The day passes quickly, you do homework, train with Steve and prepare for the party at one of your friends’ houses. Looking at the mirror you wondered if your mother would approve, of course she was occupied but at least she will pick you up as she promised or at least you hope to. You send her a text to remind her.

You: Hey mom, r u still going to pick me up after Mateo´s party?

Mom: Yup, just call me and I’ll be there in a moment.

You: k thanks :D

Mom: Have a good time

You smiled to yourself, maybe after the party you will finally have time to spend with her. You smooth the dress before going downstairs where your date, Alex, the head quarter from rugby, was waiting to pick you up. “You look stunning” He stares at you, mostly at your body, for a long time making you blush while trying to walk stylishly to his car. You like him, he is cute and those piercing blue eyes made your knees weak whenever you made eye contact. “Is this yours?” you asked looking at the Volvo XC90, Steve had one before using it to create a failed experiment. “My father´s gift for my birthday” He shrugged. In the way to the party, you and Alex shared some glances and smiles.

“YOU ARE HERE!!” Olivia came running to hug you. The music was loud, and it was so crowded for not even being 9. You walk hand in hand with Alex and smile at some faces you know from school. “Here” Olivia hands you a glass. “What is it?” You grab it eyeing it suspiciously. Olivia doesn´t notice your slight frown, “Who careesss?!?” “I do” you arch an eyebrow. “just drink it and stop thinking so much smartass” she grins and walks away.

After a few hours you are sitting on the couch playing truth or dare with Olivia, Alex, Mateo, and some other partygoers.  You are drunk, the problems of the lasts days long forgotten. “Alexxx, choose truth or dare” Olivia asks, her voice a little higher from drinking, Alex´s hand over your shoulders and his foot resting on his other leg in a relaxed position. “Hmmm, I think I will go with truth this time”. The girl in front of you smiles mischievously “Do you like (Y/n)?”. You choke and almost spit your drink. Alex turns to look square in your eyes, you drown on his beautiful blue eyes, your cheeks heating up. Everyone would though you were difficult to flustered because they thought you as someone unattainable. Truth was that you had as much insecurities as any other and you hated that people thought you were perfect, because you weren´t and then they are disappointed when you turn to be different as they imagined. What if that hapens with him?Snaping back to the present you feel Alex´s hands on your face. “Yes, I like her a lot” and before you realised what was happening you were kissing him. His lips were soft and smooth, his tong dancing in your mouth. Soon you reciprocate the action grabbing his face and pulling him closer to you, feeling butterflies trying to escape out of your stomach.

When you pull apart to breathe, you hardly register the knowing looks and cheering for both of you, with your heart stammering hard against your chest. He smiles at you, and you thanked you are sitting or else you would be a messy pudding on the floor. Turning his head, Alex smiled to the rest of the room “Okay, enough staring, how about a dance” Of course most of them agree, they need to get a personality, you thought. Dancing to the music rhythm and Alex so close to you that you could feel his breath, the urge of kissing him overtakes you, and soon both of your mouths are connected again and again. He pulls you to the bathroom and slams you against the wall. He kisses your lips and start kissing and biting your neck. His mouth slides to your ear “God you are so fucking sexy” he muttered only for you to hear, his voice deep and hoarse from the alcohol. When he kisses you again you feel his hand sliding under your dress and suddenly the action you are going to make hits you. You don´t feel prepared. “Stop, stop” you whisper-shout. He does not stop so you pull him away, thanking your training for having enough strength even drunken. Lots of emotions passes through his eyes, rage, anger, and surprise you cower a little under his gaze “s-sorry” you muttered. He lets a breath and smiles a little bit “It is okay, we will do this when you feel ready” Grabbing your hand he lets you to the dance floor again. “I will grab more drinks, wait for me?” you nodded.

You were so lucky to have him, he was so attentive and thoughtful. You make your way to some girls from your class and start talking with them.

Olivia´s POV

Olivia was walking to get herself a drink when she saw (Y/n) and Alex on their way to the bathroom. She smirks knowingly and continue her way to the kitchen. When a hand grabbed her by the waist “Going somewhere doll?” Mateo pulls her closer to him. “Just going to fill my cup” She rests her head on his shoulder. “Care if I join you?” Mateo asks kissing the top of her head. “Suit yourself”

Mateo was one of his closest friends, she knew he rather be flirting with other girls, but she also knew he cared for her, so making her company whenever they were on a party when she was alone was on his nature. He didn´t want anything to happen to her, even if they never speak of it, Olivia knew he always has her back.

Deep on the conversation Olivia´s eyes drifted to Alex and something he was pouring on a cup. “What is he doing” She asks aloud in a tone that made Mato flinch. “Who?” He asked. “Him” she stormed on his way with Mateo following her close, but the crowed room makes it difficult for her to go after him. “Fuck” she mutters angrily when she loses him.

TW – Explicit rape start here

(Y/n) POV

Laughing at a joke someone made you notice a presence behind you. When you turn around, Alex smiles down at you handing a drink. “Thanks” you smiled back. The drink is cool on your throat and calmed the dryness after talking so much. Soon after, everything becomes blurry and confusing, you don´t know what is happening. A hand slide on yours “Something wrong baby?” The form is burry, but you can recognise the voice of Alex. “I think I need a break.” “Okay, lets get you somewhere quitter” Holding you steadily he guides you to what you can deduce is a room upstairs and lays you down in something fluffy, like a bed. Closing your eyes you try to regain some consciousness on the situation not taking note of the clothed sounds on your side. Your eyes snap open when someone´s hands start touching your body. “A-alex? Wha- What are you doing?” you try to sound firm, but your voice quivered. “It´s okay, just relax, you are going to feel so much better after this, you will thank me” He laughs making you shiver. His hands start touching your breasts, you make your best to stop him, but it is like you don´t have any strength left on your body. “Stop please” You whimpered praying someone will hear you. Your head is spining and you feel like trowing up “Shhh “he covered your mouth with his hand while using the other to make his way under your dress. You were prying for someone to stop him, your eyes tearing up, you don´t have strength to move. Just as he was about to reach your inner thigh someone slammed the door open.

“What a fuck” A masculine voice sounds from there and then Alex is yanked from you violently making you whimp.

“What is your problem?!?” Now is a feminine voice who you hear. Closing you eyes and making yourself a ball with your legs in your chest you try to calm your racing heart. Why has this happened? Why did he do it? How has everything come down to this? Why couldn´t you move?

TW – Explicit rape stops here, there will be mentions of it tho.

Olivia´s POV

Rage is consuming her, (Y/n) had been her best friend since 2nd grade and if that bastard was going to do something to her, she swore she will kill him with her bare hands. After checking all common areas and not founding you she starts to check all the rooms. Desperately she walks down the corridor when a whimper from a voce she knew well catches her attention. Opening the door, she is disgusted by the view. You are crying under a naked Alex who has his hand between tour legs.

“What the fuck” Mateo shouts angrily from behind. He goes straight to Alex and knock him away from you. “What is your problem?!?” Olivia kicks him directly on the balls making him cry out of pain. Making sure Mateo is taking care of Alex, she hurries to your side.

She rested a hand on your shoulder but when you flinch, she removes it. Thoughts running throug her head “Sorry” she mumbled. Lowering herself she talks to you on a soothing way. “You are safe now, that son of a bit-” She cuts herself trying to control the rage she is feeling. “He is not going to touch you anymore, you are safe” “Can you call my mother?” you whispered so low, she wouldn´t had heard you if she was a little bit further. You sound broken and tired sobbing with tour knees on your chest. “Okay, do you need something more love?” You shake your head.

(Y/n) POV

After what feels like an eternity you feel strong enough to sit up on the bed, the sentation that you have just lived a nightmare and nothing of it was real still lingers on your body and your head feels like exploting. You justo want your mother yo hold you but the look on Olivia´s face makes your heart sink even deeper. “She is not coming, is she?” You blink rapidly trying to stop the tears.

“I am sorry (Y/n), Steve told me she had to leave for an important meeting and that he is going to pick you up” She looked at you with a pitied expression, you knew she wanted to hug you or reassure you but right now her presence was all you needed, you didn´t want to talk or be touched. You were disgusted buy the mere thought of it.

As promised Steve came to pick you up a few minutes later. His smile falls when he sees the state you were in. Messy hair, puffy eyes and trembling frame. “What happened?” he asks in confusion and concern. “Just a long night” you mumbled as fast as you could trying to avoid the  fall of forming tears on your eyes. When he grabs your shoulder to steady you and you tense his concern rise above the clouds, you could see it on the way he clenched his jaw but thankfully he doesn’t push the topic.

Back at the compound you lose track of how many times you had washed yourself up trying to eliminate the horrible sensation of his hands on your body. The sensation is still lingering when you try to sleep. You have to sleep on the couch because you can´t stand the thought of being on your own bed.

Your mother, of course, wasn’t home when you needed her. You were not surprised.

You wake up the next day to the smell of Wanda´s pancakes, still in pyjamas and a sleepy face you slide to the kitchen. “Hello sweetheart, how was your night?” a small smile appeared on Wanda´s face when you walk in. “fine” you mumble and shrug deciding to keep the fact that you cried yourself to sleep. Toni and Clint are also there with a cup of coffee each one. “Here I made your favourites” You sit on a chair as she gives you a plate with pancakes. The simple action yet so significant that Wanda took the time to make you pancakes makes your chest feel less heavy. “Thank you” you wanted to smile to her but your boudy bring to do it. The course of last night sting lingering on you like your own skin.  “Is something bothering you, (Y/N)?” Wanda whispers on your ear before standing Up.

“Good morning malyshka” Your , who just entered the room, kisses the top of your head before going to fill her cup of coffee cutting your response. She doesn’t notice the ways you body cringe or the way you heart starts pounding hard against your chest, but Steve notices. “What´s the matter kiddo?” He says as soon as the tears start running unwillingly down your cheeks. Natasha snaps her head in your direction, a frown on her face as she rushes to your side. She lowers herself to look directly at your eyes. Her hands cupping your face. “Hey, hey, whats wrong malyshka?”  You can barely see her through the barrier of tears that covers your eyes. The lump in your throat makes it difficult for you to talk so you just shake you head and shrugging her hands off you run to your room.

Entering the room, you fall against one corner. You find difficult to breath, felling like all the air around you is being taken away. You bring your knees up to your chest and shut your eyes closed. Suddenly you feel like you were in that room again you heart racing and hands shaking.

Natasha´s POV:

Natasha looks at you when you run away through the hallway. She only manages a step froward when firm hand on her shoulder stops her. “What. Are. You. Doing?” She mutters between her clenched teeth exasperated wanting to go after her daughter. “Give her some time” Steve, who just saw what happened, says, clearly knowing something she didn´t. Natasha looks directly at his eyes taken aback by the security of his words. He normally wouldn´t interference between her and you so why now? What does he know that she didn´t? Is it something that happened last night? Was (Y/n) upset that she couldn´t pick her up?

“It´s okay Nat, she will come around eventually” Wanda tries to reassure her. The thoughts of (Y/n) had been so loud last night that she could hear them perfectly even if she tried not to, so of course she knew what happened. She wanted to go to your room and hold you, calm you or anything you needed to feel better but she knew you didn’t want anyone to see you like that, you wanted to be alone. She also wanted to look for that Alex boy and make him suffer as you are suffering.

Noticing the strange mix of sadnes and anger behind Wanda´s eyes Nat put the pieces together. “ Ты прочитал ее мысли (You´ve read her mind)” She simple states with her best poker face even if she was furious that she had invade yout privacy. Wanda looked regretfull “это было не мое внимание, мне очень жаль (it wasn't my intention, i am so sorry)” Tony and Clint share a look before excusing themselves and leaving.

Natasha didn´t know wat was happening, all she knew was that her baby was upset for something and she couldn´t help her or comfort her. When her head looked up to meet with Wanda´s eyes, she avoids them knowing what she was about to ask. Natasha inhales a sharp breathe, she wants to know what have gotten you in such a state but she also wants to respect your privacy, the conflict must have been showed on her face because Wanda walks to her and squeze her showlder trying to give some confort to her friend.

“How bad is It?” Natasha tries to mesure the problem in a logical way rather that let her emotioms take control but Wanda knew she was just puting a mask. She didn’t need to read her mind to know how worried she was and It was going to be worse when she finds out the truth.

“Very bad”

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[jeonggukkiss]

A Jeon Jeongguk fanfic, by jeonggukkiss.

Tough | mom!reader x ceo!dad!jk with a little bit of reader x yoongi | smut, angst, fluff, slow burn, slice of life ! au series

Warnings for this chapter: semi edited, nari cries :(( , y/n also cries, angsty chap, yoongi cries too D: , stalker-ish jk, graphic depictions of being chased by a whole security team, besties... im scared to tell you this... hella sad breakup, yoongi says fucked up shit when he’s mad, scary situations that requires y/n & nari to move houses, y/n experiences a panic attack, more to be added

Chapter 3

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"Nari, please stop making a mess of your food." You sighed at the 3 year old, who was silently crying while trying to eat. You picked up an already wet napkin to wipe at her chin, silently praying she stops crying soon or else she'll be too sleepy for the rest of the day.

She tried to cover up a sob but you heard it clearly. Feeling guilty for scolding her, you picked her up and sat her on your lap while the television idly played.

"I'm sorry, baby, really, uncle Yoonie, Hobi, Namu and Jinnie can't come celebrate your birthday today, but, you know, at least Eomma's here." You assure her with a tight lipped smile as you rubbed her back and pushed back her hair that had fallen to her face.

"No leave E-eomma." She cries into your chest as she hugs you. Your heart broke seeing your daughter miss her uncles. You wanted to cry with her. But this was for the best. You pray that this was for the best.

It would have been better if Nari grew up without any knowledge, memories of them.

You vividly remember the fight you and Yoongi had. Last week while Nari was asleep.

"You shouldn't have told me you wanted something more if you're going to act all entitled about it!"

"Entitled?! We're in a relationship and have a daughter that's turning three next week! I'm not being entitled, I am practically acting like your girlfriend because I am! And I act like this, it's because I care about you, Min Yoongi!" You snapped at him.

"Then don't suffocate me if you care about me! And daughter?! Nari is not my daughter! Mind you, she's Jeongguk's for fuck's sakes! You're always so clingy and-and just so suffocating to be around with, don't you have a kid to take care of rather than wasting time rubbing your affection all over me?! Or are you too much of an annoying loner to do anything other than that?"

And in silence, you hear your heart break again. For the second time since 2 years ago. But this time, the pain was doubled.

"We should've just stayed as damn friends." He muttered as he looked down, breathing heavily. The whole room was filled with heaviness. Your heart felt heavy as well.

You curled your fingers, feeling the hot tears streaming down your face. You didn't want him to see how weak he made you, so you aggressively wiped them with your palms and sniffled quietly before you looked up at him.

"Yeah.You're right, I—you know what? I think it's better if we're strangers again from now on. Don't come to visit me after this or I'll leave and you'll never see me and Nari ever again. I did it once, I don't see why I can't do it twice." You kept your voice steady as you try to keep your tears at bay. He takes a moment to digest your words, then looks up and quickly shakes his head, finally realizing his mistake.

He walks towards you and wraps his arms around you, regret eating at his subconscious. He sobs as he nuzzles his head in your neck.

But you didn't react, even though you wanted to hug him tightly and never let go.

You're not a fool, you were not going to allow yourself to be a fool. You ignored the red flags the first time with Jeongguk. You weren't going to again, this time with Yoongi.

"Y/N, I'm sorry, I-I was just stressed about work and mad and — please don't leave me, please I-"

"The door's right there, Yoongi."

You haven't seen or heard from Yoongi ever since he went out the door. You then told the 3 other men — as nicely as you can — that they were not allowed to see Nari too. They were puzzled, hurt even, and wanted to protest but they didn't. They knew they had to respect your decisions.

Even if it hurts them. Even if it hurts you.

Your heart was still hurting, very much, but you did everything that could distract you. You always focused on Nari but sometimes even looking at her hurt you. Every time you looked at her Yoongi's voice crashed through your ear.

"Nari is not my daughter!"

You shivered and blinked back to reality, realizing that your daughter had fallen asleep on your lap, her tears were drying on her supple cheeks. You sighed and leaned back onto the couch, grabbing the blanket beside you and covering you both.

This has become a routine for you both, Nari crying because she misses her uncles, you comforting her while trying to hold back your tears, her finally falling asleep on your lap. And when she was asleep, it was your turn to cry.

You finally let out a few tears, trying to reign back your sobs to not wake up the little girl sleeping. Before, you had everything under control, everything planned. How you were supposed to raise Nari all on your own. Now you regret all your decisions.

You shouldn't have let them meet her.

You shouldn't have let them visit her, or take her out.

You should've just stayed away. You should've just kept your distance.

You should've never called Yoongi in the first place.

You cry harder, remembering everything the two of you did. How every memory you had with your daughter he was always somehow in them all.

You missed him, but you weren't going to act upon it.

So you built up the wall Yoongi had broken down, built it up twice as high so that not one person can climb over it. Built it up so strong, not one person can make it kiss the ground. Only you and Nari were on the other side of the wall. And that's fine by you.

You rested your hand onto Nari's back and shushed her as she whimpered in her sleep, probably dreaming of the man she calls appa again.

She had trouble sleeping at night, she had grown accustomed to the man she knows by now as her dad sleeping next to her, with her mom on her opposite side.

"How are we supposed to celebrate your birthdays now, baby?" You whisper as you stare into space, hand combing her hair as she sleeps soundly against you.

You had planned to take her out with Janyeon and Areum today but Areum said that Janyeon had daycare today. Which reminds you...

You have to apply Nari for daycare soon.

You were nervous, she had never been around that many kids, only with Janyeon. But Nari was smart, like really, really smart. She started to understand Korean and English words at 2 because you talk to her in both languages, sometimes you even mix them both in a sentence. Although she still blubbers, she's familiar with a few Hangul characters and English letters. You taught her shapes and numbers, and so far she's getting the hang of calling out the different colors around her.

She has shown great intelligence at her age. It made you think she's secretly Namjoon's twin.

You know she can handle anything education related, but you're nervous about how she'll cope with the sudden change of environment for her. Nari's a very open person to adults, since adults were the only people she was exposed to, you didn't know about children though.

You sighed as you sat up, carrying Nari with you as you stood, you walked to the bedroom to carefully lay her down on the bed. You tuck her in and start to contemplate your choices.

Either a, you call the helper that stays with Nari on times you went out and make her watch her for a few so you can go and apply Nari for next month's daycare program. Or b, you can just bring Nari with you.

But she's sleeping right now. Stupid, you thought to yourself.

You stood up and went out the room, walking down the hallway and into the small kitchen, sitting down at the dinner table, you picked up your phone out of your pocket and searched for the helper's contact.

"Yes, Eonni?"

"Hey, I'm sorry to be a bother but, I was wondering if you can watch Nari today?" You nervously pinched and played with your bottom lip as you talked on the phone.

"Today? Really? Isn't it her birthday?"

"Yes, but she's asleep right now so I think we'll be going out late this afternoon. I'll be quick, I just need to run a few errands."

"Oh sure, I'll be right down."

The good thing about your helper was that she was always one call away, she literally lived two floors above yours.

You wait for the helper, leaving some money on the dinner table, and draping your coat on your arm as you get your purse. When she came, you exchanged a few words and laughed before you went out into the cold Seoul morning.

You walked a few blocks, crossed a few streets, and saw the playground near the daycare Janyeon goes to. And just in time to see Areum walking out onto the sidewalk. Her gaze mets yours and after being surprised, she smiles widely.

"Eonni! Are you finally enrolling Nari?" She reaches you and wraps her arms with yours, walking the same direction with you. You nod and she squeals in excitement while you chuckle.

"I've been telling you since I saw how she pointed at Hangul characters! And did you know she speaks a bit of English!? You got a gifted one!" You playfully scoff while trying to hide your proud smile as you both walk into the daycare, kids running around and screams of happiness were heard in a few rooms.

She obviously got it from me, you thought. You didn't have a whole wall dedicated full of your medals and certificates of academic excellence recognition at your parents' house for nothing.

"Hello, welcome! Are you two enrolling?" A teacher notices your entrance and approaches you both. Your sister shakes her head as she points at you.

"I have my son enrolled here already, he's in class Sunshine 2, Go Janyeon. My sister here is planning to enrol her daughter." She says as the teacher nods happily.

"Oh! That's wonderful news! Let me assist you to our director, you're just in time, we have a new program this winter." She walks you both through the colourful hallways, stopping at the only room that looked more professional amidst the child-friendly design the whole daycare had.

"Just sit there and he'll be with you in a minute." She opens the room and points to the two chairs in front of a desk. You both comply and sit. After a few moments the director comes in.

And my, was he something.

"Good morning. Welcome to Seoul Central Daycare, or in our words, a galaxy that holds the brightest stars of the future. I heard you have a star to enroll here?" The director greets you both in a deep voice, with a smile as he sits onto the chair behind the desk.

He reaches for your sister's hand to shake it and then turns to you, stopping a bit to stare at your features, before reaching for your hand, shaking it slowly with a soft smile.

"Yes, I actually have my son enrolled here, Go Janyeon, if you know him." Your sister starts. She figured you would be clueless how to handle these kinds of situations, it was your first time handling something that helped shape Nari's future, so she had to talk and she took first charge of the situation.

"Ah yes, that cute one has the most stars this week on his goodie chart, the daycare teachers love him." The director chuckles before letting your sister continue.

"Actually, my sister here wants to enroll her daughter, she's three years old, and she's very gifted." She nods at you and you smile, again holding back the proud look you had.

"Oh? And her name is?" He turns to you and once he looks at you, he smiles again.

"Her name is Cha Nari, and I'm her mom, Cha Y/N, it's a pleasure to meet you sir..." You trailed off, not knowing what to call him.

"Park Seojoon, but I prefer Seojoon, if you will, and the pleasure is all mine." He sneakily sends you a wink before smiling. You felt your eyebrows raise in surprise and you awkwardly smiled, looking down a bit as you were caught a bit off guard.

Woah, that was smooth but why do I have the sudden urge to laugh, you thought.

"Gifted you say?" He asks you, his smile never falling. Your sister notices the exchange and catches on to what the director was doing.

She stands up quickly, making you both look at her.

"I'm really sorry, but I have to go to do important errands, I'll be back to pick up Janyeon later. You can handle it from here on out, right Eonni?" She asks you as she heads for the door. You nod and she smiles and winks at you before she's out.

You turned back to the director but he was already looking at you, a fond smile on his face. You blushed, embarrassed, and then you cleared your throat.

"She's a very smart girl. Last year, she started picking up on the Korean and English language, and she recognises some Hangul characters and English letters, she's very good at memorization. Right now, I'm slowly teaching her how to identify colors. She's a curious girl, and is open and enthusiastic to learn one new thing every day." You say in a faint smile, feeling proud of how Nari was progressing every day.

"I see, and when can I meet this angel if you are going to enroll her here?" He asks as he places his chin on his palm, staring at you in awe.

"Uhm, when she starts daycare? I guess?" You shrugged and smiled confusedly at him.

Why is this man flirting with me? I'm literally just trying to enroll my daughter. The voice in your head exasperatedly comments.

He chuckles and leans back, his arms reaching down his desk and he pulls out a pen and paper. He writes down something on the back of it before speaking.

"Here's an enrollment form, the school banking information is in there, Nari's information, a copy of her health records, an emergency contact, a copy of her birth certificate and other requirements are stated there, it's fine if you pass this form and the requirements on the day you enroll her. If you have questions, numbers are on there as well." He passes you the paper.

You picked it up from his hold and thanked him before folding it neatly and placing it in your white tote bag. You stood up, him following suit.

"Ms. Cha, I would like to meet you again, not professionally, if that's possible." He rounds over the table to finally stand in front of you.

Huh?

Your brain short circuited for a bit.

You still for a bit, staring at his chest. He was so tall, taller than Namjoon, you could say, your head only meeting just a bit above his chest. You looked up and saw his eyes already piercing yours.

You stare at him and your knees straighten up, feeling just a tad bit intimidated under his gaze.

"You don't think I have a husband?" You ask him in a fake joking tone with a raised brow, hiding the annoyance in your tone, he tilts his head to the side before chuckling softly.

"Cha Nari, Cha Y/N, same surnames, most mothers use their husband's name on their child but I figured already. And you came here with your sister when most moms come here with their husbands or no one at all. I think it's safe to say that I'm asking a single mother for her friendship." He smiles and holds out his palm.

You smile and nod.

Where...

Does he get the audacity?

You were not one bit swayed with his attempts to flirt. You're a tough cookie to crack. He's up for a challenge.

"You're very smart." You pressed your palm into it intending to shake his hand but instead he brought it up to his lips, kissing your knuckles softly as a farewell. You chuckle lightly, a bit repulsed by the director's actions.

I swear if I don't get discounts on Nari's school fees, I'm gon—

"Do you give all your clients this kind of greeting?" You interrupt your own train of thought with a fake high pitched laugh as he lets down your hand and walks beside you out into the hallway.

"Only you, ma'am. Hard to believe, I know, but I'm a very professional person." He winks down at you. You scoff and shake your head laughing. He then stops in front of a board that was filled with one by one sized pictures, you look closely and see that it was pictures of mothers, their names and their kids' names under the picture.

Pick-Up Person Board.

"Now don't be surprised. We have this board here for safety reasons, this board determines who picks up the child after school. If the mother wishes to change the pick up, she can request to add another picture. Do you mind if I take one of you today? Since you're already here." He proposes as he whips out his phone.

You nod and he told you to stand by the white wall next to the board. You fix your hair a bit and stand up straight. You smile at the camera for a few shots, he was adjusting every angle so your face was seen beautifully.

You genuinely laughed when he started to playfully angle himself and shoot like a photographer to a model.

"You're a natural, Ms. Cha!"

"Pssh! You! Are! Crazy!" You continued laughing at him while trying to stay still, but your face was all wrinkled in a happy giggle.

He's not all bad, I guess, comes commenting your conscience.

When he was done he stood up and you learned from his shoulder on your tiptoes, trying to view the pictures but his height was making it difficult for you. He laughs and shows you the pictures.

"You look beautiful, don't worry." He says as he swipes on the screen. You scoff again, his compliments having no effect on you. Turning off his phone, you both continue to walk.

You stop at the glass doors of the daycare and you turn to him. He smiles down at you in a fondness you can't decipher.

"I'll be waiting for Nari, and you, Ms. Y/N." He says as he opens the door for you. You laugh and walk out the door before turning to him again.

"Expect us to come soon, Mr. Seojoon." You wink, flirting back subtly just for the fun of it, before bowing and turning back to walk out the daycare grounds.

"Mhm, confirmed, she has you whipped." The guard at the side of the glass doors shifted his eyes between you and the man still staring at your walking form.

"Damn right, Wooshik, that woman is a living goddess." Seojoon speaks like he ran a marathon. No woman had that effect on him, not even the mother of his 5 year old son that he's divorced with.

"I'd say, when I saw her walk into the gates, I was shocked to find out she's a mom. I mean, she looks so young!" Wooshik adds as your walking form has disappeared further into the streets of Seoul. Seojoon leaned against Wooshik's guard desk and sighed.

"Her sister said her daughter's a gifted one. I think the kid's got it from her."

"Hyungs!" Called a new deep voice. They both looked at the direction the voice came from and waved simultaneously.

"Taehyung!"

Wooshik calls over the newcomer. The younger one came through the daycare's gates and stopped in front of them. He was carrying a grocery bag. He smiled and did their usual handshakes and hugs before going back to where he stood.

"You should've arrived sooner. There was a goddess who came by a little earlier before you." Wooshik nods his head at Seojoon, who was smiling at his phone.

"Goddess? Who?" Taehyung laughs as Seojoon practically swoons over his phone, fanning himself. He turns the phone to Taehyung, whose smile dropped and a shock expression now on his face.

"Her name's Cha Y/N. And she's by far the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life." Taehyung stares in shock at the elder's phone, he mindlessly drops the grocery bag he was holding

"Taehyung, you okay buddy?" Wooshik asks at the younger, who continues gaping at your smiling face.

"B-But— how? When?" He stutters out as he grabs a hold of Seojoon's phone. He studied your picture and swiped, seeing more of you, laughing and smiling.

"I told you, man, she was here earlier, enrolling her kid or something." Wooshik shrugged and turned to Seojoon.

"She was here to enroll her kid, and she said that the child's gifted, very smart from what I heard." Seojoon says, a smile never fading from his face. Taehyung nodded in silence, still and even more shocked. He picked up his grocery bag, and bid goodbye to his hyungs. Before he left though, he shouts by the gate of the daycare,

"Hyung! Do you think you can send me that picture?"

And then back in the dorm.

"I'm telling you, hyung! It's her!" Taehyung follows Jin around the place, screaming at the eldest as Jin tries his best to ignore him.

Everybody was wondering what's got into Tae, they had never seen him so panicky and loud unless it's his usual nonsense or something really important.

"Taehyung, she's gone. As far as I know, she left Korea. Stop believing lies." Jin simply and calmly answers the younger with a lie while he cooks. He knew what Taehyung is saying is true. But this is the best for all of them.

"Jin-hyung! Ugh! Why won't you listen to me! She—" A ding from his pocket cut him off. His eyes widen as he fumbles around, and picks up his phone.

"It's her! I'm telling you it's her!" Taehyung screams just as soon as the three other men come inside, Yoongi and Jeongguk still asleep. Jimin laughs and sits down on the dining table, waiting for breakfast to start.

"What are you on about, Tae?" Jimin asks as soon as Taehyung stands at the head of the table, looking like a CEO ready to start a board meeting.

Taehyung got out his phone and placed it onto the table.

"I found Y/N." He says as a matter-of-fact as the others went to look into his phone. Jimin gasps and picks up the phone.

"What the fuck?! Is this really her?!" He asks as he stares at the picture on his phone. The woman who was smiling beautifully at the camera. Namjoon and Hoseok looked into the phone and then looked at each other, a sheer panic expression painted on their faces.

Jin turned around and cleared his throat just as soon as Yoongi came into the kitchen, followed by Jeongguk.

"Why is it so fucking loud this morning?" Yoongi grumbles as he walks over to the coffee maker.

"It's Y/N!" Jimin shouts. Yoongi stills and almost dropped the cup in his hands. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Jeongguk's head perk up at the mention of the woman. Yoongi turned around, cup forgotten on the counter.

He, Jin and Jeongguk approached the table. And they all leaned over to look at Taehyung's phone.

Everyone in the dorm was stuck in silence as they stared at your picture, a beautiful smile painting your face as you stared at the camera.

Another message came in, it was from Seojoon again, and it was a video. Jimin clicked it hurriedly and your face popped into the screen.

"You're a natural Ms. Cha!"

"Psssh! You! Are! Crazy!" You laugh as you try to smile at the camera but fail as you giggled loudly.

Seojoon Hyung: Isn't she the most beautiful person you've ever seen? I'm in love >.<.

A small chuckle was heard in the room, breaking the thick tension and silence. They all looked up to see Jeongguk smiling coldly.

"She's still here." He says as he watches you laugh into the camera.

It was so strange for him to hear your voice again. He didn't know what he felt. Anger? Regret? Sadness? He couldn't tell. But he prays he never sees you.

He prays your paths never cross each other again.

Or else he might not be able to stop himself.

"Seojoon? The one that owns the daycare down south?" Namjoon asks as he saw the message. Taehyung nods.

"He said she'd enrolled her kid there."

"She has a kid now?!" Jimin screams in shock. Jeongguk laughed in an obnoxiously loud way and the whole room quieted.

"She's a mom now. Wow. Happy birthday to me then." He shrugs as he walks to the counter to get his morning cereal.

Yoongi's eye twitches in annoyance. Hoseok, Namjoon and Seokjin looked at each other warily.

But they knew they couldn't say anything, they had to respect your choices. Yoongi quickly whips out his phone as well and makes a quick text.

"Okay, uhm, let's just eat breakfast." Jin says as he turned off and took Taehyung's phone from Jimin and handed it to the owner.

"But Y/N—"

"Clearly doesn't want anything to do with us. Leave her be, Taehyung." Yoongi cuts in sharply. Taehyung bowed his head and Jimin shut his mouth.

They all missed you, wanted to see you, ask how you were doing. Jeongguk too, though he didn't want to admit it.

It's better this way.

Yoongi: Wear a mask every time you go out. Pollution is getting worse these days. It's safer that way.

You read the message Yoongi sent you and sighed. You picked up the mask you had brought with you and wore it, covering your nose and mouth with it.

It was the first attempt of his to reach out to you. But you were disappointed. You expected more from him. You weren't surprised though.

"Guys! I'm home." You call as you step into the apartment. Taking off your shoes and coat, Nari comes from her playroom screaming.

"Eomma!" She happily jumps at you and you catch her. You laugh as she fills your face with kisses. The helper follows behind her.

"Thank you for watching her, lunch next week? My treat." She smiles and hugs you warmly in response.

"Sure, Eonni, happy to watch her anytime. See you again Nari!" She bids farewell as she steps out of the apartment. You pick up Nari and walk to the couch. It was lunch time now and you hadn't cooked anything yet.

"Nari-ah, what do you want for lunch? Mommy hasn't cooked yet." You ask her as she runs around the living room.

"Chicken! Chicken! Chicken!" She screams as she runs around in circles. You laugh at her, knowing later she'll be tired and sleepy after she eats.

"Go grab your shoes and coat, baby. We'll eat out." You tell her as you got up to grab yours. She follows you to the coat rack and shoe rack, she steps on the baby step stool to reach for her stuff while you reach yours.

"Need mommy's help?" You looked down at her as you shrugged your coat on again. She shook her head and continued to put on her sneakers, only calling for your help to tie them.

You grabbed Yoongi's beanie that he left on the rack and put on Nari, and a black mask to cover her nose and mouth, solely because she gets allergies from the cold.

You strapped on her bag that was filled with her things and went out with her into the wintery Seoul.

You hold her hand as she skips along the sidewalk next to you until you stop at the chicken place you both go to. You led her in first and closed the glass door behind you.

"How many people?!" Shouts the waiter at the back at your arrival. It has always been like this, they cook in the back and you have to shout out to get their attention.

"Two please!" You shout at the waiter in the back as you waved at her, notifying where you'll be sitting.

There weren't too many people today, probably because the weather's freezing. But Nari enjoyed winter, she loved snow even though it caused her to sneeze all the time. She loves being out when it is this time of year.

"Here you go, the usual?" Your waitress comes with lemonade and glasses before asking. You nod at her with a smile and she nodded. It was only a while you had waited and next thing you know your food was here.

You and Nari ate noisily, she sat in her high chair next to you and played with the crayons the staff gave her. You both laughed and you comfortably talked to her how you would to your friends, it was your strategy to help her learn both Korean and English.

"Nari, what part is this?" You ask as you hold up a thigh part from the chicken platter. She giggles and grabs it from your hands before munching on it.

"Tae part." She laughs with her mouth full trying to say thigh but you stilled as you heard the words fall from her lips.

Tae. Taehyung.

You shook your head, it's probably a baby thing, saying things out of nowhere. You paid it no mind. You continued to eat like your daughter hadn't said your old friend's name that she doesn't have any knowledge of.

"Nari, do you wanna go to school? New experiences, honey. Learn new stuff and maybe even play more?" You brought up the subject as she sips her sippy cup where you transferred the lemonade.

"Play mommy?" She asks you as she looks up, her big doe eyes and lips glistening. She looks so much like Jeongguk. She was so beautiful.

You nod and brush her hair. She smiled at you with barbecue sauce all over her mouth. You laughed and wiped them off with a napkin.

Little did you two know that someone was watching you out the door as you both ate.

"It's her. It really is her." Taehyung whispers as he stares at you in awe, noting how much you've changed.

"She got prettier." Jimin gushes as he stares at your face, noticing how much you've matured in the last few years. Taehyung nods in agreement.

They had both followed you here. Jin sent them out to get take out for lunch. They were on their way to a dimsum shop but stopped when Taehyung saw the familiar color of your coat when you rounded a corner. All thanks to the picture Seojoon sent him.

And when you leaned back to call at the waiter, they finally saw her.

They saw Nari.

"Oh my fuck! Tae! There! That's her kid!" Jimin pushes the other as he jumps, pointing at the cute baby, face messy from all the barbecue sauce.

Nari looked up from her chicken and saw the jumping man outside the shop. She laughs cutely and you look at her confused.

"What's so funny, baby?" You ask her as you follow her line of vision to the outside, but nothing was there.

"Jump!" She says as she continues to chew on the chicken meat. You chuckle at her wild imagination as the waitress brought more rice.

You spoon fed her the rice, knowing she was just going to snack on the chicken and ignore the rice. Just exactly how Jeongguk does. She picked up his traits more than yours.

"Nari, after this, do you want to go to the park?" You ask her as she chews more. She nods and smiles at you, teeth stained brown from the sauce. You laughed and continued to eat.

"We have to tell Jeongguk." Jimin says to Tae as they went into the dimsum shop. Taehyung stares at him weirdly and falls in line.

"Why? They broke up years ago, Minnie. There's no point." Taehyung shrugs Jimin's proposal without a care, following the line to the counter as the shorter man follows beside him.

"But, did you see how old the kid looked? Probably about 3 or 2 years old." Jimin continues. Taehyung looks at him, curious about what the older man was trying to say. He cocked a brow and beckoned him to continue.

"What if it's his kid?"

Taehyung laughed loudly, startling the people in line with him. Jimin smiled apologetically and kicked Taehyung's shin lightly, making the younger stop from laughing.

"Jimin, don't be stupid. She can't be Jeongguk's daughter. If it was then she would at least reach out for child support." Taehyung says as he crosses his arms on his chest, looking at the shorter man.

"I don't even know anymore, Tae. You know what, let's just go order and go home." Jimin nods, shutting down the idea quickly as they rounded up the counter.

"Come again soon, you two!" Said the waitress as you and Nari walked out the restaurant, hand in hand. You waved and walked forward, Nari skipping alongside you.

As you rounded the corner towards the bus station, you suddenly saw so many people in front of the street you were about to walk, each having a different item in their hands. Cameras, lights, mics and reporters and many more surrounded the area and you pulled Nari up to carry her, scared to lose your daughter in the sea of people.

You pull both of your masks up and walk silently, trying to stay camouflaged in the crowd.

"Mr. Jeon! Happy birthday! May we have a minute of your time?!" You heard a reporter shout far behind you.

You gasped in shock and like your body had a mind its own, turned around to the other side of the wide street to see a man, clad in a formal suit and tie walking out the building, the reporters swarming the area as security tried their best to distance them.

Jeongguk.

He looked... pristine. Like a protected gem. His hair was slicked back as he nodded and smiled charmingly at the reporter, who tried hard not to swoon.

He looks up for a second, feeling something off, before he skimmed the area and then, all of a sudden,

His eyes met yours.

You squeak before hurriedly dashing off, trying your best to run with Nari in your hands. It was a good thing you weren't wearing heals today. Or else that would be the cost of your downfall.

"You! Hey! Who—" You heard him shout distantly but before he had the chance to run to you, his face was being shoved in microphones and cameras.

You ran and ran, feeling your knees burning from running while carrying Nari's weight with you. But you didn't stopped running.

It wasn't long until you heard multiple footsteps behind you, so you tried your best to confuse them with your directions, rounded all corners and avoided familiar crosswalks until you reached your apartment complex, noticing how the footsteps behind you seemingly so distant now, they lost you somehow.

You ran straight to the stairs, ignoring the people in the open elevator that stared at you. You placed Nari gently on the ground as you reached your apartment door.

You fumble with your pocket for the key and opened your apartment door. You ushered Nari gently inside and quickly followed, locking it and peeping through the peephole. You closed the curtains and turned off the light, you were suddenly grateful you put the shoe racks inside the house or else the people outside might know you're home.

Nari stared at you curiously, wondering why all of the sudden her mom had run back home when you were both supposed to be going to the park. But she just watched you, she's very smart to sense something was wrong and kept quiet.

You looked down at her and sent a panicky smile, putting up a finger against your lips as you signaled her to be quiet.

You then heard a group of distant footsteps from outside your door. You quickly looked into the peephole just in time to see a group of men looking around outside your door.

You stifle a gasp. With fear coursing in your veins, you quickly hold on to the lock of the door. You then see the tallest of them pull out his phone and look like he dialed a number, he didn't bring it up to his ear though.

"Did you find her?"

"My apologies, Mr. Jeon. We lost her. We also asked the building's staff if they had a tenant under the name..." You froze at his next words.

"Cha Y/N."

They knew you. They knew who you were. And they saw you with Nari.

They were trying to find you.

You distinctly heard the other voice on the phone sigh.

"That's fine. Seoul's not that big for me to search. And she can hide all she wants, I'm going to find her sooner or later." The person on the phone chuckles and the guard agrees.

"Yes, sir. We'll try our best to find her. We've already got the area scouted." Your eyes widen in shock. You looked down at Nari now silently playing with her dolls in front of you, not seeming to want to leave your side.

How were you going to go out now?

It was a good thing that your apartment was under your sister's name, Go Areum, it saved you at this scary moment.

You peeped the peep hole again and saw that the men were now looking at your door. You refrain from squeaking in fright as you remembered a person can only look through the peephole from the inside. You prayed silently to whoever was up there for a miracle.

"Kim Jisoo, you should leave before we get sued for trespassing on paid and protected properties. But keep the place under surveillance." Says the voice from the phone. You sighed in relief and continued to listen.

"Yes sir, follow through, boys." He says and ends the call. He signals the men to leave, making him the only one left in front of your door. He looked down the hallway.

"Cha Y/N, I know you're here. I'm going to find you." He silently says in the empty air, taking a moment to study every door in the hallway, before turning and leaving.

You sigh and finally slumped back to the wall. You breathe in heavily as you start to relax.

"I have to make a plan." You look at the floor before you look at Nari. You had to get her out of here, it wasn't safe for both of you to stay here now that Jeongguk knew your whereabouts.

Jeongguk was not going to stop, especially since he sent those men after you. He must've had a reason why he wanted to find you.

You shut your eyes as you thought of a plan to get Nari out the building without you coming out with her. You think and think until a plan finally finalizes itself in your head.

You pulled out your phone from your coat and dialled his number, even though it was against your will, you had to. To keep Nari safe.

"Yoongi oppa?"

"Y/N? How are you? Do you need anything? How's Nar—"

"Oppa, I'll answer your questions later, but please, I need your help." You shakily say as you feel your hand tremble from the nerves.

You glanced at Nari starting to lay on the floor again, wanting to sleep from being full and having her energy spent from all the skipping she did earlier. You held up your phone to your ear with your shoulder as you picked up Nari and laid her on the couch.

"Sure, anything, what is it?"

"Can you come by and pick up Nari, bring her to my sister?" You say as you went inside to your room and brought out a duffle bag. You started out by getting Nari's clothes, all her belongings.

"What!? Why? Are you leaving again? Y/N, if this is about our argu—" You sighed, cutting him off.

"No, this is far more important than our argument. Please, oppa, just help me." You were on the verge of crying as you rashly folded Nari's clothes into the duffle bag, making sure everything fit so you can pack more of her needs.

"Then— fine, I hate it when you're being secretive. What time should I come by? I'm in the studio right now so it might take me 2 hours?" You heard his fingers clicking a keyboard.

"Perfect, just as long as you come. Bring no one with you, make sure no one can recognise your face. Act subtle." You advised him as you started to pack a few toys that your daughter can't live without.

"Fine. Y/N?"

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry."

"I, oppa... Just— just come, please." You ended the call before your tears escaped your eyes. You sobbed as you then brought the duffle bag to the living room, packing up Nari's diapers and bottles. You squeezed everything inside the duffle bag.

You couldn't bring the wheeled luggage, it was too eye-catching. So this will have to do. You can bring the luggage out once Nari wasn't in the apartment.

You took your phone again and sent a text to Areum.

Y/N Eonni: are you free today?

AreumUgly: Yeah, what's up

Y/N Eonni: Meet up with Yoongi and take Nari to mom and dad's

AreumUgly: Why what's wrong, you were fine this morning

Y/N Eonni: I'll explain later , can you do that for me?

AreumUgly: Sure sure, just text me the deets.

Y/N Eonni: okay, thank you. I promise to explain everything later.

You finished packing the duffle bag, but you weren't finished with your plan. You checked into the living room to see if Nari was still sleeping, which she was.

You then went back into the bedroom, crouching under the bed and pulled out the box you promised to never open up again years ago.

"Just this time. This. Time. Only." You say to yourself as you open the lid and see what once was your obsession.

Hair products. Different dyes, tons and tons of large bottles of hair dyes. There were a few extensions, but that won't help you.

You looked at your healthy, brown hair and sighed. You had to completely change your hair since it was the only thing they saw of you.

You picked up a large bottle of bleach considering your waist-length virgin hair, a 30 volume developer, and an almost grey shade of lilac hair dye.

This was the best option.

Jeongguk knows how your hair looks in different shades of blond and red. But not this. You've never tried lilac.

"Just today. After this, you go back, Y/N." You warned yourself as you pulled on the gloves.

You changed into an old tattered shirt and looked at the time. You then started to bleach your hair, wasting no time as you hurriedly applied the product down and up the length of your hair.

It's true when they say old habits die hard. You were coloring your hair like how you would three years ago.

You coloured everyone's hair. The boys' more especially, they loved having their hair color changed ever so often. Your sister had also become your muse back then. You loved it when you were bleaching and dying a person's hair. It was your kind of talent.

After you had set the bleach in for 20 minutes in two sets, you then proceeded to color your hair in the dyes you chose. After letting that set for another 30 minutes, you went and rinsed. You weren't surprised with how well the color lifted on your hair, it was grown out and was free from chemicals. You blow dried and brushed your hair and looked into the mirror, observing yourself.

Honestly, you admitted you could've done better, the lilac wasn't that lively so your hair looked all smokey gray with just a tint of lilac. But vanity wasn't important here.

Escaping from Jeongguk was.

You brushed a hand through your hair, sighing as it laid in front of your eyes. You were trying to escape your obsession with hair dyes because you had almost fried all of your hair off from dying it too much all those years ago.

You went into the living room, seeing Nari still asleep on the couch, you didn't take off her coat since Yoongi was taking her out again. You put on a beanie on yourself, as the cold chilly winter air was starting to seep into the apartment.

It was 3 in the afternoon when Yoongi knocked on your apartment door. 20 minutes after his arrival he was out the door with Nari, the duffle bag on his shoulders. 30 minutes after his arrival, he and Nari were probably in his car and you were now packing the luggage, filling it with your clothes and more of Nari's needs, folding everything into tiny pieces for more space.

You got your white tote bag and checked to see if all the things in it earlier were still inside before you slung it over your shoulder.

It had all happened so fast.

After you were done, you changed your normal brown coat into a jet black one. You changed into black slacks and a gray turtleneck, before taking off the beanie and putting your hair into a low ponytail, letting your long fringes frame your face at the sides.

You knew Jeongguk still thinks that you hate your hair up considering how much the guards knew so much about you, of course he must've told them how you always looked like.

But you were one step ahead. Jeongguk may be a CEO, business wise, but you were a mother, streetwise. You were the smart one when it comes to being sneaky, well, you're actually just really smart in general.

You were closing the lights and were about to leave the apartment, luggage in tow, when you heard a ding from your phone.

AreumUgly: got Nari

AreumUgly: *photo attached*

It was a photo of Nari and Yoongi inside your parents' living room. Nari and Janyeon were sitting on each of Yoongi's thighs as your father had his arm over the man's shoulders and your mom was smiling in the back as she was holding up a pot.

AreumUgly: Eomma's cooking dinner when we got here, you should hurry

Y/N Eonni: On my way

You stepped out and locked the apartment door. You checked your surroundings before you walked, wheeling the luggage you had and went inside the elevator.

You got out of the apartment and made sure to act natural.

The sun was setting as you walked, giving you its remaining light to make you feel safe as the sidewalk was still a bit crowded. You waited on the bus stop, adjusting your mask as the bus rolled in.

You sit on the singular seat, not wanting to be next to people.

Every moment since you walked out your apartment, you were walking on your tippy toes, observing everything and anything before moving cautiously.

You were alert, more so than usual. Ever since you became a mom, you always have to be up on your feet.

You leaned your head onto the bus' window, watching the scenery outside. You wished your life could just magically go back to normal.

Just you, your daughter, and no Jeongguk.

But fate said none of that. Here you were, a newly dyed-haired single mom on her way to her parents' town, running away from her CEO ex-boyfriend who was the father of her 3 year old.

"Y/N! My child! Oh goodness! What happened to your hair?!" Your mom rushes to you as soon as you walk in the living room. She runs her hand through your hair, looking in disbelief at your now smokey lilac hair.

"Please sit down, Eomma, I'll explain everything." You pulled in your luggage. Yoongi noticed your presence and stepped in quickly, taking the heavy suitcase from you.

You thanked him quietly, you knew he was stealing glances at your hair, but he didn't question it.

"Eomma! Hair!" Nari screams as you step into the living room, rushing to you.

She pulled you down by your hand and started to run her hands through your soft silver locks, making you chuckle. You pulled her into a tight hug, kissing her forehead as you wrapped your arms around her tiny frame.

"You're safe now, baby. Mommy missed you, though." You pulled back and pouted playfully at your daughter, making her giggle and kiss your cheek.

You smiled tiredly and stood up as Nari went back to play with Janyeon in his room.

"What do you mean safe? Y/N, what's going on?" Your father asks you as you finally sit on the couch. You sighed and looked at the two toddlers, making sure they were busy with playing.

Yoongi sat next to you while your parents and sister sat in front of you both.

"Jeongguk, he knows I'm still here." Yoongi's brows jumped and he leaned in.

"How?" He asks softly, noticing how shaken up you were.

You feel your eyes glisten with unshed tears, and when Yoongi puts his hand on your thigh like he always does, that's when you burst into tears. He quickly wraps his arms around your shaking frame and comforts you.

"Nari and I went out to eat for lunch, then when we were walking, you know the wide s-street where all the large corporate buildings were?" You try to say as you hiccup, Yoongi's hand rubbing your back. They all nod and wait patiently for you to continue.

"There were press everywhere, apparently J-Jeongguk was there t-too, he saw me and N-Nari, so I picked up Nari and ran. He s-sent guards a-after us, so I-I ran through different streets and I avoided crosswalks, when I lost them, I ran b-back to the apartment, but they arrived as soon as I locked the d-door." You sobbed into Yoongi's shirt, feeling the man press a kiss onto your head as he shushed you.

"That's why you wanted Nari out of the building." Your sister says in realization. You nod and sniffle before continuing.

"One of his guards called him and they spoke literally in front of my door. He told t-them to have the building under surveillance. They were roaming o-outside my hallway when they mentioned my name." You slowly calmed down as Yoongi continued to ease your shaking body.

You wrapped your arms around his waist and leaned down to wipe your tears onto the sleeve of his shirt, knowing he wanted you to do it. That's how he knows you're calming down.

"Did they see what you looked like?" Your mom asks, making you shake your head as an answer.

"No, but they know my hair color and what my coat looked like." They all nod, now knowing why you had suddenly changed your hair, and why you weren't wearing your favorite brown coat.

"Oh my Y/N, you must've been so shaken up. Let me make you tea, okay? Try to relax. You and Nari can stay here as long as you need." Your mom stood up and kissed your forehead, you nod and watched her go to the kitchen.

You felt Yoongi's arms tighten around you, pulling you closer than before. You looked at him and saw him looking down on the floor.

"I'm going to kill that bastard." He says in gritted teeth.

"I'm bailing you out if you ever do." Your father quips angrily, making you and your sister let out a laugh a little. You leaned back as your father stood up as well, following after your mom to finish making dinner.

"I'll go check on the kids, you should calm down first, Eonni." Your sister says as she left you and Yoongi both on the couch, going into the kids' room and closing the door after.

Yoongi leans back with you, now resting on the couch as his arms are still wrapped around you. You sighed and closed your puffy eyes as he ran his hands through your hair, admiring how the color suits your complexion completely.

"Your hair suits you." He says softly. You smile and leaned closer till your forehead was now onto his shoulder.

"Really? I thought brown was my superior hair color?" You say in giggles, finally calming down as your breathing returns to normal. He airily chuckles.

A moment of comfortable silence looms over the both of you, before he speaks again.

"Am I forgiven though?" He says as he leans back to look into your red eyes. You studied his face a bit before nodding. He sighs in relief and smiles at you.

"But we're just friends now." As soon as you said those words his smile faltered. His brows furrowed and he looked at you before laughing.

"You're kidding. You're still my girlfriend, you're just getting back at me." He said and he shook his head, laughing airily again.

You felt your eyes glisten again, your silence making him look at you in all seriousness, disbelief and heartbreak written all over his perfect face.

"Y/N, no. Please no." He said as he saw that you were serious.

He felt his heart shatter into a million pieces.

You shook your head as tears fell down your cheeks once again.

His own tears cover his cheeks as well as he sobs, shoving his face into your shoulder as you both cry. He shakes under your hands, body rocking as his sobs escape him.

You pull him back, seeing his face red and blotched with tears. You wiped them with both of your hands before he caught yours in his, intertwining them.

"Y/N, please don't do this to me. I can't lose you. I can't lose both you and Nari. P-Please, I love you and I need you both. Y-You're my family, I—" His own sobs cut him off, making him bury his face into your shoulder again.

You shush him, crying silently as you comfort him the same way he did to you earlier.

"You were right, oppa, it's better this way." You comfort him, holding him as he shakes his head.

"I wasn't mad at you, baby, I was just s-stressed from work, I-I didn't mean to take it out on you, I didn't mean to say all those, I'm sorry, Y/N. P-Please, don't leave me." He cries into your shoulder.

"Oppa, I still love you even if we're not together. You're someone I know I can count on. I trust you. You're my best friend." You assure him as you rub his back, not wanting to cry anymore.

As much as it pains you to do this, you knew you had to. It would save you and Yoongi from future heartbreak. You love him, wanted to be with him and marry him, probably have more kids. You can see a future with him. But this was the right thing to do.

Focusing on Nari was your top priority. Maybe when the time was right, you and Yoongi could have a chance.

And if that time comes, you hope you're ready to love him with all of your heart again.

"Y/N, I love you. Don't do this to me." He begs you as he looks up from your shoulder, shaking hands coming to hold your face. You shook your head and smiled at him, feeling your heart ache.

"You know I love you forever, whether you're my best friend or my boyfriend or even my enemy, right?"

He nods and leans his forehead against yours, shutting his eyes as he cries silently.

"You know you're still an important person in my life?" He nods again.

"That will never change, Yoongi."

Your parents watched you both from the kitchen, your sister was also watching you both from the crack of the door.

They love Yoongi and treat him as if he was your husband, a member of the family. And seeing you both like this, it broke their hearts.

It broke yours.

"Eomma, sing?" Nari asks as you finally lay next to her on the bed in your old room. Yoongi lays on her other side as he drapes an arm around her torso, cuddling both of you to him.

He didn't want to drive all the way back home, your family also insisted he stayed here for the night. It was also technically still Nari's birthday, so you let him.

You scoot closer, wrapping an arm around her torso as well and you sighed. You closed your eyes and started to pat her thigh, lulling her to sleep just like every night as you started to sing.

"Hoping for more good days

If you believe me then say one, two, three

If you believe then say one, two, three

Hoping that everything will change when we say..."

You trailed off, waiting for Nari to say the next words. When you heard nothing, you opened your eyes and saw that both Yoongi and your daughter had their eyes closed. You smiled and kissed their foreheads before lying back down and closing your eyes.

"You're still the singer I fell in love with." Was the last thing you heard from Yoongi before sleep took over you.

Ring! Ring!

Came from your phone making you jolt awake. You looked at your wall clock near the door. 3:12 midnight. It seemed fairly dark outside, the moon was the only light coming from the window.

You were annoyed, disturbed from your sleep, because of being a light sleeper, it peeved you. You untangle yourself from the two sleeping people, grumbling as they were moved. You looked at them and saw that Nari was now all snuggled up into Yoongi's chest and Yoongi was hugging her.

Well, that's one good sight to see waking up. You smiled and leaned over to the bedside table.

You picked up your ringing phone without looking at the caller id, grumbling as you tried to wipe the sleep off your eyes.

"Who is this? Don't you know that it is very rude to call in the middle of the night? People have to sleep, you know." You snapped at the phone.

"Y/N? Is Yoongi there with you?" Jin's voice rang through your ears as he talked. You then quickly apologized and said yes.

"Y/N, listen carefully, if you're at the apartment, you have to leave now, Jeongguk—" Jin's voice got cut off as another contact was now calling your phone. You sighed in annoyance.

Why is everyone calling in the middle of the night?!

You click hold and answer before talking.

"Hello? If this is someone I know, I'm trying to sleep, can you gu—"

"I'm going to find you Y/N." An oh so familiar voice talks, cutting you off in complete silence. You almost dropped your phone in shock.

"Who are you? How did you get my number?" You tried not to stutter and remain calm. You knew who it was, you just wanted him to think that you didn't know any of his plans yet.

"Still naive you are, I see." He chuckles. Your nervousness was now replaced with anger, but you didn't let your emotions get the best of you.

You gripped your phone in your hands as you open your mouth to speak.

"Listen here, kid, I don't know who the fuck you are or what kind of prank call you're doing, I'm a mom and I could beat the literal fuck out of you if I wanted to but I'm smarter than that. If you ever try to harm me or anyone I love, you're gonna have to face me and my lawyer in court, dipshit. So stop calling me, you fucking weirdo." You snapped at the phone and ended the call before he had the chance to answer.

You looked at the screen and noticed Jin already ended the call and just sent text messages. You sighed in exhaustion, feeling the adrenaline flow out of you as quick as it came. You ignored them, planning to read and answer them all in the morning.

You laid back down on the bed, and as soon as Yoongi's arms wrapped over your torso, you quickly fell asleep.

Meanwhile, Jeongguk was in his room at the dorm, sitting on the chair of his desk as he stared at his phone in pleasant surprise.

Who would've known you had it in you to be a bad bitch?

He rarely ever heard you cuss before, he only saw you angry twice and it was a scary sight. When you were around them or when you two were alone, you have always been an innocent good girl.

Maybe he had underestimated his knowledge about you. He was the naive one to think that after all these years you wouldn't have changed one bit.

He was so wrong. He was now starting to doubt himself, doubt his plans to find you and bring you back. But he knew one thing for sure.

He wasn't going to stop. He was going to find you, no matter how long it takes.

And meet the little one that he so badly wanted to know who's the father of.

Author’s Note:

supportive reader:

AAAAAAA IT IS FINALLY TUESDAY SO HERE *gently puts chapter 3 onto your dashboards* ok so the next chapter will be in a more past timeline so no yearly flashbacks to Nari and Jeongguk's birthday ;(

but I hope you all enjoyed seeing Nari's past birthdays in the meantime :)

Jeongguk acting like this is creepy but uhm a bit hot? Wtf im so fcukedup anyways

so sorry for the unrealistic hair color scene i know that achieving a light lilac hair tone in one day is nearly impossible with virgin dark hair but since it's fiction i say whatever happens happens heheheehehheehheheheheheheeh

Also So Sad we aren't going to see YoonY/N anymore

:( or are we? O.o

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When One Of Your Friends Flirts With Him ~ BTS Reaction

Jin:

“If she so much as looks in your direction one more time,” you groaned, glancing across at Jin.

“Just ignore her,” he tried to assure you, relaxing his hand against the top of your leg underneath the table, “she can flirt all she wants, she won’t get very far.”

Your head nodded as a quiet sigh came from you too, “I don’t understand why anyone would flirt so obviously, I’m sat right here. Am I just invisible Jin, can you see me right now?”

“Of course,” he laughed, smiling across at you, “and some people have no morals, that’s why they flirt so outright.”

You shot another glare across in her direction before looking back to Jin. “I could climb over this table right now and throw her out of this restaurant too.”

“That won’t get you very far though Y/N.”

“It’ll make me happy.”

“Stop,” he chuckled, pulling you in closer to his side, “don’t let her get to you, and certainly don’t be jealous about how she’s acting around me too.”

Your eyes widened back at him, “I’m definitely not jealous of her Jin. I just think it’s embarrassing for her to flirt with someone who she knows is already in a relationship.”

“Me too, but I guess I just can’t help being so handsome.”

Yoongi:

“Am I interrupting?” You questioned anxiously as you noticed Yoongi cornered by your friend.

“No,” he instantly snapped, unable to hide his relief to see you by his side, “it’s actually good that you’re here, I was really beginning to miss having you with me.”

His arm snaked around your waist, shooting a glare across at your friend until they began to walk away. “Are you alright?” You asked him as soon as she was out of the way.

“I am now,” he whispered, pecking a kiss to your cheek, “you should have seen her attempts at flirting Y/N.”

Your eyes instantly widened, “she was flirting with you? But she knows that you’re going out with me, why on earth would she try anything on with you?”

“She was never going to get very far.”

“I’d hope not too.”

“If you ever want to impress me, please don’t impersonate my raps,” Yoongi chuckled, cringing just at the thought of what he had just witnessed.

You couldn’t help but laugh too, resting your hand against his chest, “It sounds like I managed to get over to you at just about the right time before you were scarred?”

“Never again am I letting you leave me with your friends.”

Hoseok:

“Hobi,” you whimpered, feeling your stomach knot as one of your friends hugged him, walking away.

“Don’t,” he instantly warned as he noticed the look of panic in your eyes as you watched her, “she was just being friendly, she wasn’t doing anything else Y/N.”

Your head shook in reply to him, “you don’t know her like I do Hobi. She makes you think that she’s just being friendly, but everyone else can tell that she’s flirting, it’s like a mind game.”

“But she wasn’t flirting,” Hobi tried to protest, recalling several of the things that she had just said to him.

You closed the distance between the two of you, “let me guess, she told you that your eyes are the perfect shade that she’s always looked for in her life.”

“Well, she said something similar to that actually.”

“Now, do you see?”

“I do,” he acknowledged, weakly smiling across at you, “I’m sorry, that probably gave you a bit of a fright seeing her standing with me just then.”

Your head slowly nodded as his arm moved around your waist, “I just knew you’d be too innocent to see what was going on, I didn’t want you to fall for any of her tricks.”

“Trust me, the only person that I’m falling for is you.”

Namjoon:

“I can’t stand her,” you vented as Namjoon took your hand, pulling you away from the group.

“Calm down,” he laughed as he pulled you into his chest tightly, “you don’t want her to see that she’s getting under your skin Y/N, it’s no good.”

A sigh came from you as he kept you pressed against his body, “I can see why people would want to flirt with you, but why would they ever do it when they know you’re in a relationship.”

“Stop stressing,” he continued to instruct, “I didn’t flirt back with her or do anything, it was just nothing.”

Your eyes looked up at him, “it’s not you that I’m worried about, but imagine if I ever flirted with one of the boys, it’s just not what friends are supposed to do.”

“You would never flirt with the boys.”

“Because they’re your friends.”

“I get it,” he assured you, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “I wouldn’t be happy if any of my friends behaved like yours were.”

Your hands gripped tightly against his arms, “the last thing I need is one of my friends thinking that they can take you away from me, I’ve already got your fans to contend with.”

“No one is ever taking you from me, I promise you Y/N.”

Jimin:

“Do you mind?” You questioned, tapping your hand against your friend’s shoulder from behind.

“Oh,” she flinched as she looked past her shoulder to see you staring back at her with a wide smile on your face, coupled with a shake of your head too.

Your hands raised innocently across at her as Jimin moved across to your side. “Don’t let me interrupt you, please do tell me more about how much you love my boyfriend’s abs.”

“I’m sorry,” was all she could say as she looked between the two of you, “I was just paying Jimin a compliment.”

Your eyes rolled as she tried to defend herself, “I always knew you were a flirt Y/F/N, but with a taken guy, that’s a bit cheap even for you, don’t you think?”

“I didn’t mean anything by what I said.”

“Can you just go?”

“Thank goodness for that,” Jimin muttered under his breath as soon as she began to walk away, “she almost managed to touch my abs too.”

Your head shook as you placed your hand against them, “these abs are definitely only ever for me to touch, if one more of my friends flirts with you, maybe I’ll have to drop them.”

“Don’t worry, Y/F/N is just a bit of a bad egg.”

Taehyung:

“Why are you so sketchy?” Your friend asked Taehyung as his eyes darted around the venue.

“I’m just wondering where Y/N is,” Taehyung told her, relived to see you walking across the room with two new drinks in your hands for the two of you.

You were just in time as her hand went across to run through Taehyung’s hair, only for him to luckily swerve out of her way. “You shouldn’t be doing that,” you spoke as you joined them.

“Y/N,” she stuttered, taking several steps back as you passed Taehyung his drink, “I didn’t know that you were around.”

Your head nodded back at her, “it definitely looked like you didn’t want me around, but you were more than happy to have him with you, weren’t you?”

“I was just talking to Taehyung, that’s it.”

“Of course, you were.”

“Let’s go somewhere else,” Taehyung suggested, taking a hold of your hand, “somewhere that we can be comfortable and not around others.”

You quickly allowed him to lead the way, “some people just don’t know where they’re not wanted, it’s a very terrible trait to have, don’t you agree Y/F/N?” You asked her.

“I wasn’t doing anything wrong Y/N, I promise you.”

Jungkook:

“Excuse me,” you snapped, walking across the bar to stand between Jungkook and your friend.

“Excuse you,” she glared, raising her hands to create some distance between the two of you, “we were having a conversation before you interrupted us.”

Your head turned back to look at Jungkook as his hand slipped into yours. “I’m having a conversation with my boyfriend,” you told her, just as Jungkook managed to pull you away.

“Look at you jumping to my defence,” he teased once you were somewhere quiet, “you’re a bit of a hero for me.”

Your head shook as a blush began to appear on your cheeks, “I just couldn’t stand back and watch her flirt with you so obviously anymore, what an idiot.”

“I was struggling to force a smile too.”

“What’s wrong with people?”

“I can’t believe that she’s one of your friends too,” Jungkook hissed, moving his hand to wrap around your waist, “why are you friends with her Y/N.”

Your head shook back at him, “I think it’s safe to say that the two of us aren’t friends anymore, not if she’s going to flirt with you, when she knows exactly who you are too.”

“Don’t worry, I’ve definitely only got eyes for you Y/N.”

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Brat, 8:47PM — Belong

Taehyung’s eyes travelled from the phone in his hand to the door the second he heard it being unlocked by you. Nevertheless, it remained closed — your rather fast steps being heard as he supposed you made it to the other side of the bedroom.

Standing there, he stared at the door for a few seconds. Although he had been very demanding only seconds ago when it came to you letting him in so he could properly check up on you, now that the lock was no longer stopping him from getting to you, he couldn’t help but hesitate. After all, what was he supposed to do now? Go in, of course, but then what? He didn’t know what to say to begin with. He had just acted out of instinct. Your parents were raising their voices at you, you were crying… the obvious thing to do was for him to rush over to you and tell them off, right?

It had all happened so fast. One second he was in his studio talking to Jimin over text messages, and the next one he was next to you telling your parents to leave his place, for they were not welcome if they were there to mistreat you. They had told him off as well, of course, and maybe he should be scared or at least a little bit worried over his career now that one of the most powerful families in Korea was against him, but, for some reason, he did not care. He was just glad they were gone and you no longer had to listen to their judgemental remarks and harsh voices.

Biting down on his bottom lip as he realised he could do nothing but go inside the room now, he decided to do just that for once and for all. The sight in front of him only increasing his concern.

You rushed from one place of the room to another — open luggage on your bed as you rushedly tried to fold your clothes, yet ended up just messily throwing them inside, as your hands were visibly shaking and you couldn’t manage to properly hold anything in them. That wasn’t what had worried him the most, though, but the way your eyes were welled up with tears and seemed lost, in a way he had never seen before.

“Let me help you” Taehyung managed to blurt out as you struggled with yet another blouse to fold.

You said nothing. Didn’t even look at him. It was as if you were too deep inside your own thoughts to even hear him — only realising he had indeed opened the door and was already in the room with you once he rushed towards you and tried to grab the piece of clothing from your trembling hands.

“I got this” you shook your head, hugging the light fabric to your chest.

“Let me help” he repeated what you had apparently not heard before, tightening his hold onto the blouse.

Nevertheless, you shook your head no again, pulling it tighter against your body.

“I’ve got this” you reassured him.

“You don’t, Y/N…” he replied softly, almost as if trying to soothe you with his voice alone.

The way he looked at you right then, with those chocolate eyes of him visibly softening at the sight of you… you hated it. He stared at you with an expression you had never seen on him before, not while looking at you. And you didn’t know whether it was pity or concern, but you could tell he truly cared. Just like he had admitted over text messages and you had not believed him, for some weird reason, he cared.

And that simple realisation made you finally break down in front of him.

No longer being able to look him in the eye, you let go of the blouse he was holding as well and lowered your head, finally letting the tears that you had managed to control only one minute ago fall all over again — the ones you’ve had so much trouble trying to conceal ever since your parents had started pointing out every single aspect of your life they considered to be a complete failure.

Taehyung was right. You did not have it under control. None of it. Not the packing, not your life. Especially not your life.

Everything was a mess. Your life was a complete fiasco. You were doing it all wrong. And the funniest part was that everything your parents had judged about what they were seeing in Tae’s apartment —which was way too small, among other things, according to them— was not even real anymore. If they knew you had moved out to Hobi’s a few weeks ago now, and that his place was even smaller than Taehyung’s, they would’ve taken you right back home with them like they had just tried to do only minutes ago.

You weren’t doing well enough for them to let you live away from them and their rules, and you didn’t know if you ever would be able to live up to their expectations, whether it was back home with them or trying to make a living on your own.

You weren’t earning enough money to live the life you were used to. You weren’t keeping up with your public image the way you were supposed to. You were hardly ever spending time with Sungjin to make everyone believe you guys were together. And so, you could no longer stay strong like you had tried to for so long, for in that moment, in that very moment, you truly believed your parents were right.

Covering your face with both your hands, you sat down on the edge of the bed as you let the first sob come out of your mouth. After that, there was no stopping — sob after sob being heard through the room, each of them louder and more heartbroken than the first.

Taehyung stood there almost frozen, not knowing what to do at all. He had never been good when it came to comforting people, and the fact that it was you the one breaking down right in front of him only made it so much worse. Did you want space? Did you want words of encouragement? A hug, maybe? God, he had no idea how to deal with you and it was driving him crazy. He wanted to make it better, to stop you from hurting, yet he had no idea how to, or why he even cared so much to begin with.

He awkwardly cleared his throat — your blouse long forgotten as he let it fall into the bag and sat beside you.

“Hey,” he quietly tried to call your attention, which only caused you to shake your head no as you buried your face deeper against your palms, with that simple act of yours letting him know you weren’t ready to look at him just yet. “I know we’re not exactly friends, but… you can trust me, really. Whatever you’re going through right now, you can tell me”.

You choked on a sob, considering whether opening up to him was a good idea or not, for opening up to just anyone was not something you could do. As a heiress and with the eyes of the Korean media on your entire family, you could truly not. And a month ago, you would not have said a word about it to Kim Taehyung. However, he had been there for you in moments you would have not expected him to, and so now, you did trust him. Not entirely yet, but just enough to let him know a piece of what was troubling you right then.

“They want to take me back home” you managed to croak out, bottom lip trembling as you spoke.

Taehyung froze. Something about that idea not feeling right at all. “What?”

You took in a shaky breath, only to let another sob out as you lowered your head, somehow trying to hide from him more than you already were. “They don’t like it here. They say it’s no p-place for a heiress, and I would... love to say they’re wrong because I… I like it here. I like it at Hobi’s and I like my job and my friends, but t-they’re right. I can barely manage by myself, I-I’m a mess… I’m a complete mess an—”

“Yah…” he tried to call you out on it without sounding like he was scolding you. Moving closer to you, he hesitated for a second before he wrapped one of his arms around you, feeling at ease when you didn’t pull away from him and instead had seemed to accept his somewhat awkward show of affection. “You’re just getting the hang of it. You’ll get there eventually”.

You took in a shaky breath, leaning closer to him and finally letting go of your face, only to hide it on his chest so he still couldn’t look at you. “I thought I had finally found my place, but…” you sighed. “They’re right”.

“They’re not” he was quick to deny.

“Yes, they are!” you cried, voice muffled as you remained stuck to his sweater. “Like, am I going to be a barista for the rest of my life? Am I going to be looking for roommates all the time? I can barely afford that, and I can’t go on like that until the day I die” your voice broke. “I enjoy the luxurious life. I also enjoy my current job and my friends. But those two lives don’t go together and somehow I feel like I don’t belong anywhere…”

“Stop that,” Taehyung sighed heavily. “You belong anywhere you want to”.

You shook your head no, tugging at the fabric of this sweater as you tried to hold back another cry.

“You do” he reassured you before you could even open your mouth to deny it.

Once you silently shook your head no for what felt like the millionth time, not trusting your voice at all anymore, he sighed again, deciding to say nothing and pulling you closer to him instead, this time wrapping both arms around you and resting his chin on your head. You didn’t wait to hug him back, burying your face deeper in his chest and letting the rest of your tears roll down your cheeks as your sobs finally started to calm down after a good couple of seconds.

Somehow, being held by him made you feel better.

“It will be alright” he quietly tried to cheer you up.

That’s when you decided to finally stare up at him — pity no longer displaying in his eyes, but what seemed like hope, determination. He couldn’t help but smile sweetly at the current sight of you, your gloomy eyes and puffy face making you seem adorable for some reason. It was a side of you he had never seen before, and, oddly enough, he liked it. You seemed genuine, no longer being that unreachable heiress who so badly tried to keep that perfect image for the world to see. It was just you. You and those innocent eyes he had found a liking to right then.

At the way he was ever so intently staring at you, you didn’t wait to hide your face once again.

“Yah,” he laughed breathily, pulling your hands away from your face so he could look at you. “Why are you hiding?”

“I look hideous” you sheepishly admitted, staring down to your lap once you gave up on trying to cover up from him.

“Is the Kim Y/N really doubting her looks right now?” he couldn’t help but tease, feeling a smile curving up his lips at the sight of the shy one that had shown up on yours.

“I’m an ugly crier” you shrugged, still not daring to look at him.

Taehyung chuckled, cupping your face in his hands and leaving you with no choice but to lock eyes with him as his thumbs gently wiped your tears. “If you call this an ugly crier, then let me tell you you’ve got the wrong concept of the word ugly, princess”.

You couldn’t help but let out a light laugh that had his heart skipping a beat, just like yours had done at his words. “Are you calling me attractive now?”

“More like cute,” he corrected. “But whatever floats your boat”.

“Same thing” you teased him. “Thought you hated me too much to fall for my charms”.

Taehyung rolled his eyes at the way you had playfully batted your eyelashes right then. “First, I don’t hate you. You get on my nerves and are definitely not my favourite person, but hating you would take way too much effort” his words managed to get a roll of eyes from you this time. “And second, I’m not blind, Y/N”.

You smiled, deciding to reply nothing to the compliment he had oh-so-casually given you and just locking eyes with him instead. And you just stayed like that for a while, staring at each other in utter silence as words were suddenly no longer needed.

It was only when your faces had somehow gotten slightly closer and your eyes began to travel from each other’s eyes to your mouths, that Taehyung pulled away, awkwardly clearing his throat and avoiding your eyes as he stood up and nervously ran a hand through his hair.

“You can, um... you can stay the night” he informed.

“You don’t have to worry about me, really” you smiled, deciding to avoid as well the moment the two of you had just shared, and letting him know you appreciated his offering instead. “I’m almost done packing”.

“It’s already dark outside, though” he pointed out. “And, I mean, I can go drop you off if you want, but honestly, don’t feel like you need to leave when you’re not feeling your best”.

“Thank you” you smiled sweetly, standing up as well so you could close your luggage and take it off the bed, later slumping down on it and making yourself comfortable on the mattress you had once grown so used to. “I will leave first thing in the morning”.

“Okay” he smiled as well.

Although it was not late at all —at least not if he considered the time you used to go to bed when you lived with him—, he took your action of lying down on the bed as a sign of you wanting to go to sleep right away. So, taking that as his cue to leave, he turned around without another word to finally give you the space he thought you wanted.

Before he could even reach for the door, though, your rather shy voice caught his attention.

“Taehyung?”

“Mhm?” his eyes fixed on you.

“Can you…” you nervously bit down on your bottom lip, resting on your side as you faced him. “Would you stay here with me for a little longer?”

Taehyung stood by the door for a few seconds, not being able to stop himself from finding you adorable as hell right then. It was a bit ironic, how not long ago he found it annoying when you tried to spend time with him, yet now here you were asking for the same once again and he was so easily falling for it. And so, it didn’t take him long to nod his head and make his way back over you.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, he fixed his eyes on your attentive ones, not being able to conceal his confused expression when you moved further away on the bed — only realising you had made some space for him to lie down on after you had patted the empty spot next to you.

Although a bit reluctant, he complied. Lying down next to you, he rested on his side as his cheek fell on the pillow so you would be face to face — once again falling into complete silence as your eyes met during way longer than what would be considered normal. Neither of you knowing when it was that silence between the two of you had stopped being awkward, tiring even, and became comfortable instead.

“You’re feeling better?” he asked in what felt more like a whisper, not being able to stop himself from removing a strand of hair that had fallen over one of your eyes after you nodded.

Smiling fondly at such a simple yet loving act of his, it was now you the one who couldn’t help herself — your hand going up to grab his as it was about to leave your face, and gently holding it in yours so you could give it a gentle squeeze as a sign of gratefulness. Taehyung took in a shaky breath at the unexpected contact, yet he did nothing to break it. If anything, he squeezed your hand right back, letting you know that, despite your many differences, he was there both with and for you.

“Sorry for bothering you again” you couldn’t help but apologize, for you had not forgotten you had once told him you would never again ask him to spend time with you.

Funnily enough, right then, to him, it felt far from annoying — lowkey wishing you had forgotten about that to begin with. It was a bit odd being like this with you, that was for sure, but this time he hadn’t minded at all having you ask him to spend a little more time with you. If anything, it felt nice. Being with you the way he was in that precise moment, felt really nice.

“My brother used to stay with me when I was feeling down and…”

Taehyung smiled softly. Who would’ve thought you could be this sweet without even trying. “It’s okay, you don’t need to give me explanations”.

Smiling at him, you unconsciously moved closer as you made yourself more comfortable in bed — his hand still in yours until you let go of it and mindlessly started tracing his fingers with yours, as you had suddenly become too nervous in his presence to keep holding eye contact.

“Thank you” you sincerely said after silence had taken over for a few seconds.

“What for?” he wondered.

“For everything” you explained. “For being here with me, for helping me out today, for letting me stay here with you even when you couldn’t stand me…” a light laugh escaped your mouth at your last mention. “For standing up for me earlier…”

“It was nothing” he reassured you.

“It was a lot to me” you smiled weakly. “Can I ask you something, though?”

“Sure”.

You bit down your bottom lip. “How much of it did you hear?”

Taehyung pouted in confusion, not being able to hide his rather taken aback expression. He should’ve known going out of his studio would throw him under the bus about having heard what was going on with you and your parents. Although any decent person would’ve gone to see what was going on after hearing people yelling in their living room, he thought.

Just a few keywords. That was all he had heard. However, they were all pretty compromising… at least the word ‘marriage’ particularly seemed like it, even more after Jimin had been brought up only minutes later in the conversation. And although he thought about mentioning it, for he wanted to know what the hell was going on for once and for all, he decided not to. You already seemed too exhausted that night; maybe some other time.

“Not much?” he bit his bottom lip. “Just your boyfriend being brought up every five seconds”.

“He’s not my boyfriend” you didn’t miss a beat to correct him, causing the corner of his lips to curve up in an amused smile.

“And something about Jimin and you…” he couldn’t help but add nevertheless.

The keyword ‘marriage’ had not been mentioned. Just your mutual friend. Yet it had made you take in a shaky breath and let out a heavy sigh.

Of course out of all the things your parents had said, he had heard that one particular part.

“You’re not telling me any of it, are you?” he lamented, your previous sigh and the way your body had tensed next to his being all he needed to reach said conclusion.

You sheepishly shook your head no. “I don’t really want to talk about it right now” your eyes focused on your hands, still playing with his long fingers. “And Jimin… if he hasn’t told you by now, then I believe you should ask him about it instead”.

“Ask him what?” his eyebrows knitted together.

You shrugged. “Whatever it is you’re trying to ask me”.

Taehyung sighed. He was dying to know everything you were keeping from him, and he didn’t know how much longer he could go without knowing the whole story. The annoying part was, that you and Jimin were the same — he wouldn’t give away information regarding you, and you wouldn’t give away information regarding him. It was as if you were each other’s partners in crime, and he had no idea if any of you would ever reach a common ground and give one another the green light to talk about it to him, or he would just have to wait until one of you slipped up.

“You will tell me everything at some point, right?” he tried to push it.

“We’ll see if you deserve it” you kept your answer on the mysterious side.

“I literally just stood up for you in front of your parents” he reminded you.

“Aren’t they lovely, by the way?” you joked.

Although he had laughed along with you at the way they were not lovely at all, a sigh was quick to abandon his mouth right after. “You’re such a brat”.

“That I am” you chuckled.

Taehyung couldn’t deny, though, that he now got where you and Jimin were coming from all along. It didn’t change the fact that, in his eyes, having a family was better than not having one. Nevertheless, yours was truly something else — a little over an hour having them at his, plus belittling him and his place when he had told them to calm down and leave, had been all he needed to find out why you didn’t want to meet up with them in the first place.

“You should embrace it then, princess”.

That made your head snap up, letting him know with your furrowed eyebrows that you did not get what he was talking about.

“Being a brat” he explained, being now him the one to mindlessly play with your fingers as he spoke.

“What?” you laughed lightly.

“I mean, brats get what they want, don’t they?” his words earned an immediate nod from you. “Then just… be that” he shrugged, drawing his eyes back up to yours. “Be an absolute brat and show your parents you can do with your life whatever you want, no matter what they say”.

Smiling at both his words and the way his eyes seemed so genuine right then, you were quick to nod as a small giggle escaped your mouth — not really giving it a second thought when you moved close enough to him to lightly press your head against his chest, and letting out a contented sigh when his thumb began to draw small circles on the back of your hand, giving you the last bit of reassurance for you to decide to go by his words.

Who would’ve thought the one to bring hope back to your life would be the very one who used to point out what a mess you were. Whatever it was that made him change his mind, you liked where you were at in whatever kind of relationship the two of you had right now.

[bts-hyperfixation]

Drunken Confessions

BTS Reaction/scenarios - He is drunk and he needs to tell you something.

It’s over 3000 words... don’t ask how because I don’t know

Warnings: Vomit (only in Jin’s) and it isn’t graphic, binge drinking, 

Namjoon - F2L

The party is in full swing

You'd lost sight of the boys ages ago, although you occasionally caught wind of Tae's dulcet tones or Jin’s windshield wiper laugh

That's why you were taken completely by surprise when your 6-foot, built like a house, best friend draped himself over your shoulders

Making you spill the drink you've been pouring

You tried to swap him away so you could clear up the mess he made but he just slides his arms down and around your waist subsequently locking your arms in place and forcing you to watch the sticky puddle spread across the desk

“I love you” he announces hugging you impossibly tighter

“I know Joon.”  You laugh

“No! I looove you” he tries again

You roll your eyes

“I love you too Joon” you wriggle trying to escape his death grip

“You don't get it! He stamps his foot like a petulant child releasing you enough so you can turn in his arms

You reach up to cup his cheek and he nuzzles into the fond embrace

“Come on Joon let's take a break.”

You catch JK in the crowd and ask him to clear up the mess while you deal with a very drunk Namjoon

Inside the comfort of his bedroom you managed to get free from his clutches.

Getting all the way to the last room on the corridor had been a whole workout, especially given the fact you could only waddle

You sit down on the bed and gesture for him to join you

You lean against the headboard, and he leans on your shoulder.

You reach up to run a hand through his hair just as JK brings you 2 bottles of water he tosses them onto the bed and you mouth thank you as he backs away

You open one and take a swig before putting the bottle to his lips

“I'm not that drunk” he grumbles still taking a long sip

“uh huh”

“I'm not! I just needed a little bit more confidence than normal”

“And you found it at the bottom of a bottle”

Yeah… well… kinda” he looks miserable as he drains the last of the first bottle

“What did you need extra confidence for anyway?”

“For you dumb ass”

He sits up and in that moment he looks fully sober searching your eyes and only finding confusion

You don't have time to react before his lips are on yours

It stuns you for a moment until you sink into the embrace, the taste of alcohol washed away by the water

It’s a little sloppy as he holds your face, kissing like he has something to prove

“I love you.” He pants pulling away

“Oh”

“yeah…” he looks down into his lap, his nailbeds suddenly becoming the most interesting thing on the planet

“Joon”

“Uh huh”

“Joon!” You grab his chin to make him look up

“I love you too”

You never ended up returning to the party

Seokjin - New relationship

This is the first time you've hung out with his friends

It's beyond awkward as you both tried to navigate the new situation

Neither of you paid attention to how much alcohol had been put in front of you drink topped up frequently by the maknae line

They like to think they're helping

They are not

Jin’s tolerance turns out to be a lot lower than yours it isn't long before he is hunched over a toilet while you wait anxiously outside the door

When you hear the heaving stop you slip inside and fill the glass behind the sink to give to him

You kneel at his side rubbing soft circles into his back as you slowly tip the water into his mouth

He swallows a little then uses the rest to swell out the terrible taste left behind

“I'm sorry” he Mumbles when you stand to refill the glass

“Accidents happen Jinnie we've all been here before”

“Maybe you should leave… you shouldn't… shouldn't have to” he slurs trying to lift his head from the basin

“I'm not going to leave you like this what kind of girlfriend would I be.”

You sit back beside him, setting the water to the side and hauling his large frame into your lap

You push the sweaty hair away from his forehead smiling as his eyes closed

The worlds moving too fast his face scrunches at the thought as if he could magically stop the spinning

And if you had the power you would have done it

No questions asked

Instead you settle for putting a damp flannel across his face to cool him down and smooth his features

His eyes reopen staring straight up at you, pupils still dilated from the alcohol

You can see the moment the room stops spinning, he blinks sleepily watching you take care of him

“I'm going to marry you someday”

You giggle but he doesn't

You busy yourself stretching to cool the flannel without jostling him

He reaches for your cheek to pull your eyes back to him

“I love you”

Those are the last words you get from him before he passes out on you

Yoongi - F2L

The two of you had spent all day legs entwined on the opposite ends of the sofa in his studio

You're the only person he allows to sit and work with him on a regular basis because he knows that's all you want to do

He could trust you to not ask annoying questions or breathe too loud

Nope, you will patiently work on your own thing, providing the company he craved without the pesky social interaction

However neither of you have thought to eat since breakfast

And the sun has long since set

You pull your headphones off and signal for him to do the same

He looks annoyed and confused until you gesture at the clock on the wall

The boys made him put one up last time he did a 24-hour stint

His mouth formed a little ‘o’ as he stretched his arms over his head

“Dinner?” He suggests, placing his laptop to the side and untangling his legs from yours

You end up at the Korean barbecue place round the corner from the Hybe building

Three plates of meat and 3 bottles of soju in you start to think drinking on a mostly empty stomach was a bad idea

You are currently watching a drunk August D try to give a concert to some concerned looking uncles

He turns back to face you gummy smile lighting up his whole face, cheeks pink from the alcohol

His mood is contagious

You can't help joining him, filling in Max's parts from burn it

Having finished the latest encore Yoongi pays the bill for the entire restaurant and pulls you out into the night

He doesn't turn back towards the studio

Instead leading you to a nearby park

When he is satisfied with the spot, he lies down on the floor and stares up at the starless sky above the bright lights of Seoul

You lay next to him, and his hand finds yours intertwining your fingers

He sighs like every weight in the world has just been lifted off his shoulders

“Penny for your thoughts?” You ask rubbing little circles on his hand with your thumb

“I love you”

It's out before his brain has time to catch up with his mouth

You feel the panic as his hand tightens around yours a silent prayer that you won't pull away from him

You don't

Hoseok - Established Relationship

Ever the introspective drunk, Hobi has been sat quietly in the corner of the karaoke room since he finished second glass of wine

He watches you as you laugh and dance with the best people in his life

Watching as even timid Kookie pulls you close to belt out lyrics

You've been keeping track of him out the corner of your eye

He sometimes has a tendency to get sad if you leave him in his thoughts for too long

But tonight he has a quiet smirk on his features the entire time

Four songs later you excuse yourself from the rabble claiming strained vocal cords and go to sit on your boyfriends lap

You've lost track of what number glass of beer he is on, but he seems perfectly content if not a little sleepy

“Want to go home baby?” You ask stroking his cheek

He shakes his head a little blinking slowly “want to watch you having fun”

You lean down to press your lips to his softly hearing wolf whistles through the mikes

You lift your middle fingers to the boys simultaneously

When he realises your synchronisation Hobi starts laughing manically, returning to his regular self again

“I love you so much.” He murmurs against your lips suddenly wide awake again

“Maybe we should go home after all” he winks dragging his hand purposefully up your bare leg stopping just under the hem of your skirt

Jimin - F2?

There's nothing better than a night out on the town with your best friend

So why does Jimin look like someone just stole his favourite Gucci shirt

He was so smiley when he left you on the dance floor to go to the bathroom

Now he is glaring daggers at you from the bar across the club

No

Not you

The man you were dancing with to fill the time

He was probably just worried you were going to be selfish and abandoned him for a hook-up

You excuse yourself from your temporary dance partner and make your way to the disgruntled blonde

You reach him just in time to take the large tequila shot out of his hand and down at yourself

“You know you shouldn't be drinking these" you chide cringing as the alcohol stings your throat

“You're a little late” he grumbles gesturing to the tasting platter of five other shots on the bar behind him

You take his hand and lead him away from the loud club music into the smoking area

“what's gotten into you all of a sudden?” You can't help but worry something happened in the short time he'd been gone

“Nothing’s gotten into me” he gets defensive crossing his arms and refusing to meet your arms

“Come on Chim, we were having so much fun”

“You were having fun! I've been watching you grind your ass on some meathead for the last 30 minutes”

You're a little shocked at the outburst and confused over the amount of time lost

“Why did you leave me for so long?” You can't help feeling a little abandoned yourself all of a sudden

He senses you close in on yourself after the way he spoke to you

“Look, you just seemed like you were having more fun without me” he finally looks at you head on, one hand coming up to stroke your arm comfortingly

“I could never have more fun without you” you whisper part of you hoping he finally hears the pining in your voice

He doesn't

“Let's get out of here, I’ve ruined the mood now anyway and those shots are going to catch up with me soon.”

He leads you out of the club and of course he's right

He's barely coherent for the taxi ride home

You managed to hobble into his house together

You leave him sprawled out in the middle of his bed

It's not your first time fixing a drunk Jimin

You empty his trash can and place it by the bed

Raid the cabinet for paracetamol

Fetch 3 glasses of water

And carefully pull off his tight jeans

Satisfied he is settled

You go to change into an oversized tee shirt and a pair of his boxer

Your regular attire when faced with an impromptu bestie sleepover

As you walk out of the bathroom you find Jimin awake and downing water like he'd been stuck in the desert for weeks

“You look so pretty in my clothes” he slurs around the glass

He places the glass down and tries to move over so you can fit in the bed too

He almost falls out

You catch his arm just before he rolls too far pulling him back to you and cuddling close for warmth

Just as you're drifting off you think you hear him whispering to your hair kissing you softly

“I love you Y/N”

Taehyung - F2?

Such a cuddly drunk

He has been attached to you like a sloth clinging to a branch throughout the entire party

Not that you care, it's nice to have your friend so close

He spends the time between sips whispering in your ear mostly gossip and judgement of people the two of you don't particularly like

The whole night he has you giggling

It feels petty but you can't stop yourselves

“You’re so funny Tae, I love you so much.” You say between laughs.

Of course you meant it platonically

But drunk Tae didn't quite get that memo

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for you to say that to me!”

He launched into a monologue revealing everything he had kept inside

“I didn't think you felt like that”

“I thought it was just me!”

“This is going to be so much fun! We can go out on little dates, and I can spoil you and...”

“Actually we do all that now”

“But now we could do it as more than friends”

“I love you so much, I might explode”

You mean to interrupt his rambles, but he never takes a breath

So you just sit and watch as he gets more animated describing your future lives together

The longer he goes the more you realise maybe you didn't mean it platonically after all

Jungkook - E2L

You usually try to avoid JK like the plague

You are great friends with the rest of the boys, but you've never managed to befriend JK

In fact you were fairly certain he hated your guts

It's been years since you first found Yoongi

The first time he brought you around the others they'd all been so welcoming

Except the maknae

You've been reassured he just didn't deal well with new people

Once he got comfortable it’d be fine

Apparently he never got comfortable

So now you're at a party celebrating the boys recent string of successes

And in true BTS fashion it's not just an ordinary party

Nope this one was ‘Run!BTS’ themed

So you are standing amongst the group of idols and their friends waiting for their orders

The management team pulls out a bag filled with names and each member is summoned to pick out a card

Once each member has drawn they turn to reveal their partners

You can't help but roll your eyes when you see how annoyed JK looks to be holding your name

You open another can downing the contents before you are zip tied to the world's most obnoxious idol for the evening

The first challenge was supposed to be easy

Build a tower from toilet roll

But every time you reach in one direction, he leans the other and bulldozes your efforts with your joint wrists

Losing means shots

You take your punishment like a champ

The other boys finding this cruel twist of fate hilarious

Challenge two is a scavenger hunt

Problem is you struggle to agree on where to look first

It feels like he is trying to ignore you

Time runs out and you’re with two items to everyone else is 5

Some more shots

Challenge #3 is player trivia

The aim is to answer questions about the other person to gain points

There's no way you're winning this one

Except you do

JK knows every answer

Your birthday

Your mums name

Your first pet

Even your shoe size

He still won't meet your eyes though

Doesn't even give you a chance to ask him about it

The final challenge is hide and seek

This task is doubled in difficulty having to hide two bodies in the same place

Tripled by the fact you don't really want to be stuck in a confined space with a man that hates you

You contemplate forfeiting but JK's competitive drive has kicked in since winning the last challenge

He drags you away before you can protest

He shoves you into a cupboard you'd never noticed before, following you in and pulling the door closed

It's tiny

And he's pressed so close

Even in the dim light you can see every freckle on his nose

You're compelled by the strangest urge to trace the pattern with your fingers

And your brain is too drunk to stop you

“What are you doing?” He hisses through his teeth, grabbing your wrist

It's the first time he's looked at you directly and his eyes are just so pretty

You hear steps approaching and come back to your senses yanking your hand away

Bashing it against the wall in the process

His hand covers your mouth before you can yell in pain

“Thanks” you mumble when the steps have retreated

“You're welcome” he drags his hand away and once again refuses to look at you directly

“JK?”

“Yeah?”

“Why do you hate me?”

“He releases a long sigh

“Maybe this is the alcohol or maybe it's the game… either way I don't hate you”

His reply raises more questions than it does answers

“Then why?..”

“You can't ask me why…”

“I have every right to know why you refuse to acknowledge me”

You stamp your foot to emphasise your point

He turns to look at you properly again and size even more dramatically

“It's because you're off limits”

Yoongi hyung said none of us could date his friends… but you were pretty and funny”

You're more than shocked by the revelation

“Ignoring you seemed simple and trying not to get attached

Not that it did me any good”

You’re still not sure you're following him correctly

It sounded as if he just admitted his feelings are the exact opposite to what you thought

“I fell in love anyway, so I lashed out to deal with it”

“In love…” You breathe out

“Yeah… in love”

You're about to follow up with a million more questions when the door is wrenched open an JK fall straight on his ass

“Come on, you guys won let's get you untied before you murder one another.” Jimin winks before heading back towards the main room

Masterlist

Survey to tell me about your kinks for fun

[yslkook]

BRIGHT (2)

mind of mine masterlist

summary: you and jungkook share a moment in a bookstore. pairing: “badboy” jk x “shy/reserved” oc warnings: cursing, excessive use of pet names…bc its me

“Oh, lighten up Jeon,” Yoongi rolls his eyes, “You look like someone told you that your cat died.”

“The only kitty he wants won’t give him the time of day,” Mina grins, earning herself a glare from Jungkook.

“More like I can't get her time of day because her stupid best friend has a stick up her ass,” Jungkook mutters.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you like this,” Mei observes, “Our baby tattoo artist pining over a girl…”

“If looks could kill, you’d be dead by now, Mei,” Yoongi says pointedly, “Now stop wasting time meddling in Jungkook’s love life, Jin will have all of our heads-”

“Love life? I don’t have a love life,” Jungkook protests, eyes adorably round.

“And that’s why you’re so broody today, honey,” Mina teases, “More so than usual at least.”

“I am not broody,” Jungkook grumbles, turning his back on his laughing coworkers and friends. He can’t help but smile at their teasing.

“Oh, lighten up, Kookie,” Mei says lightly, clapping his shoulder, “If it makes you feel any better, that girl couldn’t stop staring at you at Hobi’s birthday. And she definitely wants a piece of this.”

Jungkook ignores the raucous laughter of his friends (which only increases when Jin comes out from the backroom to add on to his suffering) and the reddening of his cheeks as he gets ready for his full day of tattoo consultations and appointments.

Jungkook’s day ends about an hour earlier than he had anticipated- his last client for the day had to reschedule due to a last minute conflict. That’s fine by him. It gives him time to stop by the bookstore a few blocks away from the tattoo parlor before it closes.

Jungkook tries his best to read at least one new book a month. He’s known the older shop owner, Jia and her young son, Jae-sung, for years now, as he had basically grown up with Jia from childhood.

He loves the quiet of the store and the immediate scent of vanilla and cedar that surrounds him as soon as he walks in. The bookstore itself has a vintage sort of feel, with dimmed lights, old shelves of mahogany and candles placed throughout the store.

Jungkook always brings croissants from the bakery nearby for Jia and little Jae-sung. Usually when he comes by, the bookstore is empty (or close to it).

Jae-sung screeches when he sees Jungkook walk in the door and immediately runs up to him, hugging his legs. Jungkook crouches, ruffling his hair fondly and Jae-sung is nearly bouncing off of the heels of his feet.

“Mommy say she have new book for you, Kookie!” Jae-sung beams, eyeing the box of croissants in Jungkook’s free hand.

“Does she?” Jungkook muses, “Your mommy always knows what kind of books I like.”

“Me too! Me too!”

“Hey, Jungkook,” Jia’s voice filters through the store as she approaches, “It’s been a while.”

“It took me a while to finish the last book. But so worth it,” He says apologetically, “I also brought croissants. Enjoy.”

“You spoil us,” Jia rolls her eyes, “The new arrivals are in the back, third aisle from the left. You know the drill.”

Jia has known Jungkook since he was a baby in diapers- she’s been his aunt’s close friend for years and years now. Jungkook likes to joke that he likes Jia more than his own aunt, and Jia always reprimands him (without really meaning it).

He thought the bookstore was empty, save for Jia and Jae-sung. But he’s clearly mistaken, when he sees a figure in an olive green sweater and black jeans perusing through the new arrivals with their bottom lip tucked between their teeth in concentration.

He recognizes them immediately and when the person raises their head in curiosity, he sees your wide eyes and a shy smile starting to pull across your lips.

You’re here, in his favorite bookstore where he feels like he’s at home. If he was looking for a sign, then this was it.

“Hi,” You say softly, waving your fingers at him, “So you like reading, huh?”

You visibly cringe and Jungkook chuckles. Your cheeks feel warm when you take him in, swirls and dots of his tattoos peeking out of his black leather jacket and beckoning you closer to him. The three hoops in his left ear glint with the light and the dangling earring on his right ear dangles with the movement of his head. His hair is tied back into a ponytail, accentuating the curve of his jaw and his soft dimples.

Your breath is stolen away when you meet his eyes, deep brown and murky, popping against the peach eyeshadow on his eyelids.

You nearly swoon on the spot before you get your bearings. Maybe he’d catch you if your knees buckled, you think dryly. How embarrassing.

“I try reading something new once a month,” Jungkook replies, pulling you out of your reverie, “And I just like the bookstore in general. Sometimes I like to just come here and hang out with Jia and Jae-sung.”

“Oh! Jia makes my favorite lavender chamomile tea. There’s nothing like it,” You say a little dreamily, “Jae-sung is a cutie. That boy can just look at you and you’d be putty in his hands. Kinda like you.”

The last bit slips out of your mouth without you meaning for it to.

“Kinda like me, huh,” Jungkook smirks, eyes glittering, “It would be fun to see if you’d be putty in my hands, wouldn’t it?”

“The world may never know,” You mumble sheepishly and avoid his eyes again, “What kind of book are you looking for?”

“The one you’re holding, baby,” Jungkook murmurs, looking past your shoulder for another copy of the same book.

“Are you looking for this book just because I’m reading it or because you’ve been genuinely eyeing it?” You ask boldly, a hint of a smile playing on your lips.

“Oh, you’re funny,” Jungkook snorts, walking past you to grab the book off of the shelf.

“So I’ve been told,” Your eyes flash, “We should do a boozy book club.”

“Is it a book club if it’s just the two of us?”

“It can be whatever we want it to be,” You shrug, “Besides, don’t you wanna hang out with me?” You tilt your head and Jungkook’s resolve weakens. His heart does something funny- is this how it’s supposed to be?

“Of course I wanna hang out with you, baby,” Jungkook murmurs smoothly, “C’mon, let’s go have some of Jia’s tea. And a croissant too, if Jae hasn’t eaten them already.”

Jungkook glares at Jia the entire time that she’s making tea for both of you. He knows her sly, curious eyes and was unable to keep the surprise off of her face when you had both walked down the stairs together.

She even had the audacity to wink at him. He hopes that the family groupchat doesn’t start blowing up when Jia inevitably informs his aunt and mother about this new development.

“Kookie,” Jae-sung whispers (loudly) when you step away to use the bathroom, “Is dat your girlfriend?”

“What?” Jungkook hisses, “Who told you that?”

“My mommy say I ask you! I not know!”

“No, Jae, that’s not my girlfriend,” Jungkook mumbles, shooting Jia another death glare. She only smiles smugly at him from her spot behind the counter.

Jia leaves him alone for the most part when you return and take your seat next to him. He can still feel her eyes on you both as she washes teacups, watching like a hawk.

“These croissants are so good,” You nearly moan, “Where’d you get them?”

“There’s a bakery near the tattoo parlor,” Jungkook says, “You should come by sometime.”

“The bakery or the parlor?”

“Both?”

“I’ve only been there a few times,” You muse, “I hear you’re the best tattoo artist there. From the mouth of Hobi and Jin themselves.”

“Don’t let Mina and Mei hear you say that,” Jungkook says weakly, rubbing the back of his neck. His cheeks are a little pink and you resist chuckling to yourself.

“I’ve always wanted to get a second piercing,” You trail off, “But never really committed to it.”

“What would you want to get? We do piercings, too,” Jungkook says.

“Cartilage? Industrial? I don’t know,” You shrug, sipping your tea.

“Mina usually has a good eye for that,” Jungkook admits, “Now you have more of a reason to stop by.”

“Oh, I already had a reason to stop by the parlor,” You say brazenly with a sweet smile.

“Is that so?” Jungkook says, quirking an eyebrow at you.

You hum and continue to sip your tea, wondering if he can somehow hear the loud rattling of your eager heart in your ribcage.

Conversation with him comes so easily and you don’t know when the last time you had spent this long with him was. Something always seems to interrupt you both when you eventually do find yourselves alone with each other during outings with friends. But this time, it’s just you and him tucked away in this bookstore.

The sun has long gone down and Jia was about to close the bookstore for the day. In fact, the only reason she kept it open for this long was because of you both. You apologize profusely with worried eyes when you realize the time and see Jae-sung fast asleep in his mother’s arms.

She waves you off, giving Jungkook a lingering look that you don’t understand.

“I’ll be back soon,” You promise Jia in a soft voice, so as to not wake Jae-sung, “Be well, Jia.”

She bids you both goodnight, and unbeknownst to you, she shoots Jungkook a simple text. It states: “keep her close, i like her”.

Jungkook ignores it in favor of focusing on you.

“How you getting home, baby?” Jungkook asks as you both walk up the block shoulder to shoulder.

“Hmm… I’m supposed to meet Sora for dinner but she said she’s stuck at work,” You murmur, wrapping your arms around yourself as you scroll on your phone, “But I was just on social media and it looks like she’s getting drinks with her other friends…”

You look at him with a frown tugging at your lips and your eyes wide. “Maybe it was a last minute thing,” You mumble to yourself.

“Or maybe she lied to you,” Jungkook says sharply. You only look at him in silence for a few moments with furrowed brows.

“Maybe there was a reason,” You shrug, “Why would she lie about that?”

Because she’s Sora, and she just would. But Jungkook stays silent. You don’t need to hear about how he dislikes your best friend, at least not yet. Not when you’re not ready to hear it.

“Forget about her,” Jungkook says easily, “Lemme take you home, baby.”

“I’m not riding that metal death contraption,” You say flatly, “You just got it! Like two weeks ago! You don’t even have an extra helmet, and forget a helmet, I need elbow pads and knee pads-”

“Will you relax,” Jungkook says, putting your books in the small basket he built into the front of the motorcycle.

“No, I will not relax, Jeon Jungkook!” You nearly screech, “This is so dangerous, we could both fall in the road and then what? Become roadkill for the next soccer mom van to run us both over? Death by soccer mom, what a way to go-”

“Are you done?” Jungkook says dryly.

“No, actually, I’m not done-”

“You trust me, baby?” Jungkook asks, hand on your shoulder. You can’t even properly appreciate the warmth of his large hand over your jacket.

“Of course I trust you, I don’t trust that,” You point at the motorcycle accusingly and Jungkook rolls his eyes. You can already feel your resolve weakening. He wordlessly places his own helmet over your own head and you glare at him, about to start your tirade again.

“You take mine,” Jungkook murmurs, “And hold on to me.”

“You can’t just give me your helmet, what if you fall? Or worse, get pulled over?”

“Or worse, get pulled over, are you joking-”

“Jungkook! Be serious!”

“I am being serious! You said you only live ten minutes from here, just relax. I won’t let anything happen to either of us,” Jungkook says, tongue poking the inside of his cheek.

“If anything happens, it’s your head on a platter and I’m bringing it to the tattoo parlor.”

“How can you do that if we both die?”

“Shut the fuck up,” You say, but a laugh escapes your lips. Jungkook sits on his bike and looks at you expectantly.

“C’mon, baby,” Jungkook coaxes you and you awkwardly sit behind him, making sure that your legs don’t touch his and your arms are safely away from him.

“If you sit like that, you’ll definitely fall off,” Jungkook snorts, “Wrap your arms around me.”

You hesitate, afraid of touching him like this for whatever reason. He unnerves you and you feel completely exposed like this. You’ve never really been this close to anyone, at least anyone who made you feel the way Jungkook makes you feel.

Biting the bullet, you tensely wrap your arms around his narrow waist loosely. “Good girl,” Jungkook murmurs, “Tighter, baby. I don’t bite, unless you want me to.”

Your stomach flips at his words, subconsciously wrapping your arms around his narrow waist even more tightly. Your fingers graze the hard press of his tummy over his jacket and you almost moan at how warm and strong he feels. He smells nice, like Sunday morning laundry.

“Ugh, you’re annoying-” And then you shriek as he pulls away from the road and shoots off into the night with you plastered against his backside.

“See that wasn’t so bad, was it?” Jungkook says, taking the helmet off of you. He’s met with a glare but you sigh in defeat.

“No, I guess it wasn’t. But I never want you driving this hunk of death without a helmet for yourself,” You say, poking his chest.

“You should be nicer to her,” Jungkook says, taking your finger in his large hand.

“You’re right, it’s you that I should be mean to,” You roll your eyes. You wonder if Jungkook could feel your heart slamming in your chest (in fear, adrenaline and excitement) as you hung tight to him. You had refused to look up, pressing your face into his back and squeezing your eyes shut the entire way. Jungkook had only chuckled.

The heat in your eyes melts away quickly once Jungkook helps you off of the motorcycle. “Thanks for taking me home, Jungkook,” You murmur, “I’m glad I ran into you at the bookstore.”

“Any time, baby,” Jungkook says. A strand of dark hair falls from his ponytail and into his face. You reach your fingers up to thread through his hair before pushing it back behind his ear for him.

“Get home safe,” You say, with stars in your eyes, “Can I hug you?” When he nods, and before you can change your mind or convince yourself out of it, you wrap your arms around him. And before he can properly return it, you dash into your apartment building while calling out “text me when you get home!”

Hours later, when he’s in the comfort of his home, he decides that he likes the way your spicy vanilla scented perfume clings to his leather jacket.

tags: @kookdbean @tiemeuptogoldenchains @boymeetsparadise @jungkooksseuphoria

[xpeachesncream]

bands | thirteen

[ series masterlist ]

summary: jeon jungkook has it all: the looks, the fame, the money, the women. being considered the sexiest man in the industry, he finds no complaints about the way his life is going nor does he find any reason to apologize for the way he approaches it. he is a force to be reckoned with - until he meets you.

pairing: stripper!reader x idol!jjk

genre: (18+) strip club/nightlife au, post grad au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 3.9k

warnings: cussing, mature language/implied sexual content, slight degradation, trouble stirring behind the scenes if you squint, yeonjun and soobin (txt) make an appearance but also as reg 18 yr olds lol

tags: @brightcolorsoffendme​ @min-nicoleee​ @eggbutnotyolk​ @ra-mun-e @miinoongi​ @jimidol​ @ppeachyttae​ @thebeebi​ @bluesharksandfish​ @kooafraid​ @liriaus​ @thisartemisnevermisses​ @ggukkieland​ @preciouschimine​ @sunniejinnie​ @cypheruby​ @cyb3rbab3​ @masterlists101​ @awhnamjoon​ @redhedhoseok​ @wooya1224​ @taeismydeath @jikookiekosmos​ @un2-verse​ @aynsx​ @wearenot7withu​ (please message me if you would like to be added to the taglist!)

"BTS' Jeon Jungkook rumored to be dating stripper from nightclub!"

"Jungkook is no longer single, ladies!"

"Jeon Jungkook is dating a stripper? Why the hell is he doing that?"

"Who the hell does she think she is? I bet she's not even pretty."

"Jungkook fell for a stripper? Out of all people? Damn, and I thought he was better than that."

Jungkook has been tired, the rumors constantly being spread day in and day out. But, it still didn't mean he was gonna say shit to prove himself to people out there. He didn't need to give anybody answers. Hell, this was strictly between you and him and that's how he wants to keep it.

Fuck every single one of you who didn't wanna be behind him and support him. Don't even think about calling yourself a fan of his if that's your mindset.

He could truly care less. He was happy and he felt ten times better than he has in a really long time. It's unfortunate how people love to stay narrow minded. The only thing that bothered him was the fact that it was so unfair for you - how they stuck to that stripper image, rather than really getting to know you beneath the surface.

But it's not like anyone else deserved to know the real you, not after all this shit. And he was gonna keep it that way, and protect you.

"Hey, don't listen to any of that shit, okay?" Jungkook says as he meets you in your car in the BigHit building garage. "None of that matters to me."

"I know, but Kook." You look at him. "Your career, BigHit literally might not even want me here and-and—"

"Then I'll make sure they understand it's not an issue, because it's really fucking not." He says, getting irritated only at the thought of the company giving him issues over you. He watches as you slightly frown, causing him to sigh and soften his own facial expression. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get worked up like that. It's just annoying how people are narrow-minded. This has absolutely nothing to do with you." You give him a small smile. "Come on, I'll walk you." You silently nod and hop out of your car. You follow beside him, your stomach in knots having to meet with their performance director. This meant you'd also most likely run into the rest of Bangtan.

In which happens to turn true pretty quickly.

"Jungkookie!" Hoseok says loudly down the hallway as he approaches the both of you. He does nothing besides smile, curiosity definitely filling his eyes.

"This is Y/N. Y/N, Hoseok hyung." He holds out his hand for you to shake, his head tilting ever so slightly because you know he's familiar with your face. He's just trying to remember from where. Or, he has recognized you, but he's trying his hardest not to say anything.

Cause they have seen all of you, especially in that fishnet bodysuit.

"Hi! Nice to meet you! You can call me Hobi for short. Are you meeting with someone?" You nod.

"Yeah." Is all you can reply with as you shyly tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.

"Nice, goodluck!"

"Is everyone else here?" Jungkook asks, making Hobi nod.

"Yeah, but they're still running through some stuff in the dance studio. I just ran off to take a break."

"Okay." Jungkook looks at you. "Follow me, he's in one of the private studio rooms." You both part ways from Hoseok, the need to clutch onto Jungkook's arm immensely strong right now. You hold yourself off though, because even with passing a few female staff members, you catch them looking at you oddly with the way you're walking side by side with Jungkook.

Nope. Don't even think about it, Y/N. It doesn't matter.

Jungkook knocks softly on a door, the middle of it being made up of entirely frosted glass so it's difficult to see inside. Their performance director opens the door swiftly and welcomes you in with a warm smile, stepping aside to let you in.

"I've got it from here, Jungkookie. Thank you." Jungkook nods but tries to peek through the door to get one last glimpse of your face before he shuts it fully. "How are you doing, Y/N?" He sits in front of you, leaning onto his knees with his hands fully clasped together.

"I'm good. How are you?"

"Good, tired." He chuckles. "Thanks for taking my call earlier and for meeting at such short notice on a weekend. I had a couple of things come up and didn't want to push things off until later." You smile.

"It's no problem."

"Jungkook tells me a lot about you."

"Does he now?" You chuckle and tilt your head to the side.

"Says you're a really good person. Super hardworking. Told me a little bit about your situation with your brother."

"Mmyeah, it's a little complicated."

"It's alright, no need to get into the details." He smiles before letting out a small sigh. "It's incredibly rare for me to hear Jungkook speak like that. In general. He's usually very closed off, doesn't like to let people in much. He really respects you, you know? Cares about you a whole lot." You slightly blush.

"I'm still getting used to it." He chuckled.

"Look, I know you've been worrying because of where you've been and all that, but I want to reassure you that none of it matters. I don't like to focus on all that. You're here as you, not her." He says, putting another pronoun to your stripper persona.

"Thank you, I appreciate it." He nods. There's a small pause before he begins to speak again.

"I could really use some help around here if you're still interested? The boys are becoming a lot for me to handle."

"Ah-uh, yeah! Of course I am." You found yourself stuttering at the sudden offer. Was this fucking real?! "But, you are aware of where me and Jungkook are at, right?" You ask, trying to be completely transparent and honest about their relationship. He nods and waves his hand out.

"As long as you keep it professional here, right?" You nod.

"Right."

"Come, let me show you around really quickly and have you formally meet the boys." You swallowed the lump in your throat. Fucking great. He definitely didn't know they've all seen your titties and pussy out during Yoongi's birthday, and now here you were - about to meet them again in this environment. Hobi was awkward enough even though he tried not to be.

Surprisingly, Jungkook wasn't waiting outside in the hallway like you thought he would be, but the tour commences and the PD is taking you around pretty quickly. You feel even more awkward and somewhat alone [even though you weren't] without Jungkook nearby, but you chug along and say your hello's to the people you're introduced to. He finally brings you into the dance studio, where there's loud ass music blasting, Jungkook, the boys and some backup dancers in front of the mirrors fooling around.

"Aye boys, come here real quick." You and Jimin lock eyes and your body suddenly gets tense. The room feels 10x hotter than it already is, especially when he slowly walks over and clenches his jaw. He is literally seeping with hate right now, maybe actually disgust, and he doesn't even try to hide it. Most of them for sure recognize you, but they seem to brush it off and give you a big wave/smile anyway.

"Last, that's Jimin - Jimin, Y/N." You give Jimin a fake smile, and the only thing his ass can reciprocate is the smallest, tight-lipped smile you have ever seen. You've never even seen your mom do that when she got mad or upset with you.

"Hi." Is all you can say.

"Sup." He looks at you before turning on his heel and walking away.

"Ooookay?" Namjoon furrows his brows as he watches Jimin walk away so rudely. "The hell was that about?"

"I knew that was Kookie's girlfriend! Maybe Jiminie remembers seeing her titties and shit too, needs to walk away before he gets his ass beat by him." Yoongi says lowly behind Namjoon.

"Yeah, like you're any better." Namjoon says, looking at Yoongi weirdly.

"I mean, we did see her practically naked." Jin says, chiming into the discussion.

"I touched her." Yoongi's mouth slightly hangs down. "I touched her."

"Go ahead, say it louder so Kookie can hear you." Jin nods sarcastically. "Go, say it!"

"No, stop." Yoongi's cheeks turn red while shaking his head and laughing. "He'll literally launch me out the window with one hand."

"Good."

"You asked for her to sit on your lap too, bro!"

"I was joking, and it's not like she did it anyway!"

"Whatever, I'm keeping my birthday deep in my memory storage."

"Clean slate for her so it should be for you too, my guy." Namjoon says as he has enough of their conversation.

You look at Jungkook who is silently standing there, looking like a big dork with a huge smile on his face and his thumbs up. You give him the tiniest nod before proceeding to follow the PD out.

"So?!" Jungkook dashes to meet you in their waiting room area, where an abnormally large picture of Jimin posing oddly hung up.

"He said he'll send me all the info and papers and stuff!" You respond excitedly as Kook hugs you and quickly swings you around.

"See, I knew it would work out!" He puts you down. "Are you gonna tell Kai?" You shook your head.

"Not today at least, it's his birthday and I don't wanna take away from that. It's his day." Jungkook smiles at you.

"Text me when you've picked him up? I should be home by then."

"Okay." You blush and back away, making Jungkook look at you with confusion. "I have to keep it professional here, duh."

"Ah I see." He chuckles. "That won't last very long."

"Jungkook." You whine.

"There's a lot of private rooms here and—"

"I'm not listening, sorry. I think Kai is suddenly calling me." You cover your ears as you begin to walk away, giving him one last smile before leaving him to the rest of rehearsals and whatever else they're doing. He laughs to himself as he waves you off, excited to get through the day so he can just spend time with you and Kai.

As the hours go on and it's about time for you to pick Kai up, you quickly stop by the store because you're a procrastinator and didn't buy Kai's birthday gift any earlier. You felt bad you weren't able to find the shoes he wanted, but you at least snagged the video game he had been talking about for a couple of days now. Before walking into the arcade, you made sure to write your birthday card and slip some more money into it before shoving it in your bag to give to him later.

"Your pretty sister is here." Yeonjun grabs Kai by the shoulder as he finishes up a game.

"Yeah, and you're too young for her."

"Age is nothing but a number. It's only like.. 6 years apart."

"Besides, she's taken, dude. Sorry." Kai snorts as he watches Yeonjun's smile fade. "You would have never had the chance."

"You're mean."

"I'm mean, or you just have really high, unrealistic expectations?" The rest of their friends laugh as they follow Kai over to you.

"Hey!" You smile at all his friends.

"Hiiiiii Y/N." They all say in unison, some waving in awe, while the others shyly dug their hands into their pockets. "Birthday boy, you all good to go? Got some good Loco Moco waiting for you."

"Yeah, I'm good."

"Happy birthday again, Kai! Get online later!" Soobin yells out.

"Yeah, yeah." He says, waving them off as he follows you out to your car.

"You guys run through the entire arcade?" Kai laughs.

"Pretty much." He sinks into his seat, legs damn near touching the glove compartment with how long he is. "I'm honestly so excited for Loco Moco. It's been years!"

"It has not been that long." You laughed.

"You're right, it's been months." Kai looks out the window. "Wait, you're passing the road to get to our go-to shop though?"

"Cause I found a better place."

"How is there a better place when that one was already supreme?!"

"Hey, trust me on this okay?" You laugh. Kai starts telling you about his day and how so many people he knew from school had been messaging him happy birthday. He truly looked his happiest today and it was all you could ask for. Though at the same time, your heart slightly sank at the fact that he'd be going off to uni soon and staying at the dorms. He was just growing up way too fast, and you wanted to spend as much time as you could with him now before he was too occupied being a college boy.

You slipped yourself past Jungkook's security, parking in the one guest spot they have in the garage that's closest to the elevator. Kai doesn't really question it and hops out anyway, his hands in his pockets as he follows you into the elevator and onto Jungkook's floor.

"You ready, kid?"

"Is this some like, Michelin Star Loco Moco restaurant?"

"Ah, I guess you could say that." You knocked on the door, hearing music playing in the background. Jungkook opens the door and Kai's eyes widen.

"Oh shit, that's Jungkook?" Kook laughs and steps aside to let you both in. "Sis why—what—how come you didn't tell me we were seeing your boyfriend? I look like a mess!" He says lowly.

"You don't!"

"Hey Kai! Happy Birthday!" Jungkook says smiling, making Kai actually blush. He's cheeks are tinted with a rosy color and he suddenly gets all shy.

"Thanks."

"Your brother's tall." Jungkook looks at him up and down.

"Looking at an 18 year old 6 footer."

"Must be nice."

"Go sit." Kai silently nods as he sits awkwardly on Kook's couch, while you go and check in on him in the kitchen.

"Is he always that shy?"

"No. Just with you, apparently. He's not even that shy around girls." You chuckle as he places a quick kiss on your head. "Need my help?" You still ask even though the plates are neatly prepared already.

"Not really." He smiles down at you. "You hungry though?"

"Starving, actually." Your eyes light up at the plates. "Ouuuuuu, yum."

"Honestly, I think this batch might be better than my first."

"Still honored to be your guinea pig." You carry a plate over to Jungkook's coffee table in the living room.

"Oh shit, that looks amazing." Kai says, slipping himself down from the couch to the floor so he could get a good whiff of the plate. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Jungkook hands you the remote before walking into his room. "Pick something."

"Here, birthday boy. Help me choose."

"Let's watch Soul on Disney+." At this point, Jungkook comes out of his room with a wrapped present, his eyes locked on the TV.

"Ooh, I keep seeing this everywhere! Niceeeee." Jungkook says, smiling with Kai nodding and already digging into his plate. "By the way, this is for you." You shoot him a look as he sits on the floor by you, watching as Kai unwraps the present. Kai's eyes light up as he sees a shoebox underneath the wrapping, quickly flipping the lid open to reveal those blue Air Jordans he wanted.

"Kook?!" You say lowly, making him smile at you and gently pinch your side.

"Holy shit!" He holds out a shoe, only for him to immediately shake his head and close the box again. "Jungkook, I can't take this." Kai says.

"No, it's your birthday."

"Yeah, but isn't this expensive? You've already done so much for me and my sister, I-I don't want to—"

"Kai, it's cool. If it's one thing you can do to repay me, it's to take my present." You literally want to cry at how sweet Jungkook is being with your brother. He had been good to you, no doubt, but this was one thing you didn't expect from him at all. Quite frankly, you had forgotten you mentioned the shoes to him. The fact that he actually remembered and kept his word.

"Okay." Kai says, gently setting the box down aside before looking at Jungkook with a small smile on his face. "Thank you. I really appreciate it. Like, even with the food and everything. It means a lot to me."

"You're welcome." You give him a soft smile before digging into your food while Soul was already off to a start. Kai and Jungkook devour their food together, with you following shortly behind as Jungkook brings over a small ice cream cake from his fridge for Kai to blow his candles on. After the boys had helped themselves to a good serving of the cake, they started getting hyper and pulled up Smash Bros on Kook's Nintendo Switch [as if Kai hadn't played enough games today]. It started to get intense; the boys jumping and yelling everywhere, bouncing off of the walls, with you getting pulled into the competition every now and then. Even though you knew you'd lost over and over again, you happily joined in anyway, seeing how excited your brother was - plus, it was always a bonus to hear Jungkook's loudly obnoxious, nerdy laugh.

"I WIN!"

"Hey, hey, hey. I let you win because it's your birthday." Jungkook said, making Kai laugh as he crashed to the floor.

"Sure." Kai huffed and puffed. "Crap, I'm tired. What time is it?"

"Almost midnight. We should start heading out, bubba." You patted Kai's chest gently.

"What? No, it's late. Why don't you two just stay here?" You suddenly remembered you've had Kai's shit in your trunk since you dropped him off at Yeonjun's this morning. You didn't have any change of clothes, but that could easily be fixed with Jungkook's closet.

"Only if the queen wants, she's driving."

"It's late, baby." Jungkook says to you softly. "No way I'm letting you two head out there."

"Okay." You give him a small smile before handing your keys. "Can you do me a favor?" He chuckles.

"What is it?"

"Kai's duffle bag is in my trunk." He nods and takes your keys.

"I got it. Kai, you can take the guest room or my office room." Jungkook says with his 3-bedroom apartment having ass. "I have my computer in my office room though, and a pull out bed. I don't know how comfy you'll be."

"It's cool, I'll just take your guest room. I always bring my laptop and switch whenever I sleep at my sister's." Kai says getting up. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Jungkook says, toothlessly smiling at the both of you, completely endeared at how alike you two were - even down to the fact that you both said thank you for every little thing. If this was a result of Kai being close to you and having you as pretty much his mother figure, then Jungkook wouldn't know what to do with his feelings. He felt butterflies every time he thought about how cute and sweet you were, and he was always excited to be around you.

Jungkook does a quick jog to your car, grabbing Kai's Nike duffle from your trunk before jogging back to the elevator and back to his apartment. He walks in to see Kai helping you clean up the remaining dishes in the sink, tidying the rest of the things in his kitchen.

"Thank you." Jungkook says himself, a little unfamiliar with saying such a thing to be completely honest.

"You're welcome." You say softly, wiping your hands on his hand towel. "Off to bed, or are you gonna go online with your friends?"

"I'll see what they're up to, but I'm pretty beat. Today was fun." Kai smiles at the both of you. "I really appreciate it." You ruffle his hair a bit before gently pushing him towards his bedroom for the night.

"Bathroom's right over there, help yourself to anything you need."

"Don't stay up too late."

"Only if you aren't too loud." You gasp while Jungkook laughs out loud.

"Kai!"

"Hey, I'm just being honest. Please remember that I'm right in this room."

"Oh my god, go to bed." You shove him inside the room and shut his door. "Don't even say a word." You look at Jungkook shyly as you hurriedly brush past him to get into his room - even though Jungkook is literally right behind you with those long ass legs of his, making every stride so much easier for him to catch up to you.

"What's your outfit of choice tonight, pretty lady?" He shuts his door behind him as you start to make your way into his closet.

"Hm, I'll just wear this plain black--" You unfold it. "Balenciaga? Okay, I definitely can't just wear this to sleep."

"Why not?"

"Because this is like, name brand and everything."

"So?" He shrugs. "Just wear it, babygirl. It's not gonna make much of a difference, you're wearing it either way." You do a slight pout before you start to slip out of your clothes to get into his shirt. You make his way to his bathroom to take a little tinkle when you notice another toothbrush sitting next to his. A pink toothbrush, next to his blue one.

"Why do you have two toothbrushes?" You wash your hands as he comes in to the bathroom to start getting ready for bed.

"That's yours." Your eyes light up at his statement.

"Mine?"

"I figured since you'd be over more, it'd be easier for you." He furrows his brows lightly. "Unless.. you didn't want--" You press a kiss against his lips, his hands resting on your arms to keep you close.

"No, I did want that. Thank you."

"Of course, baby." He pecks your forehead.

"By the way, way to make me look like such a bad sister!" You say as you start getting your toothbrush ready.

"Why? The shoes?"

"The shoes, the Loco Moco, the games, the ice cream cake." You laughed. "I literally got him a video game and some money."

"I mean, he is turning 18. I wanted to help make it as memorable as possible."

"I appreciate you a lot. Really."

"I appreciate you too." Your eyes widen as you brush your teeth.

"Waaaaow, say thaht wun mohr tiyme." You say, pulling a Jungkook while brushing your teeth.

"Eye apprushiate yoh toh." You giggle. The both of you finish getting ready for bed before slipping into his warm sheets. Jungkook never goes to sleep early, however, he makes sure all the lights are off and that the show he's watching isn't too loud. You have no idea what's going on in his show, but you lay on his chest to watch for a little bit until you feel yourself getting a little more sleepy. He's holding you close, his hand brushing through your hair softly, causing tingles to ripple through your body.

"Kook."

"Yes, baby?"

"You make me happy." You say sleepily as you hung him tighter. He smiles down at you, your eyes now shut close as you slowly start to drift into a deep sleep. He presses a light kiss against your head, fingers still in your hair.

"You make me happy too, sweetheart."