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Chapter 37: I Need You...

💜Fic Pairing: OT7 x OFC

💜AU/Genre: Reverse Harem/Polyfidelity/AMBW

💜Warnings: Adult content/Adult language

💜Rating: MA

💜Word Count: 3331

Hybe Lawncare and Landscaping…how may I help you?

His voice alone makes me so wet, I don’t respond immediately, a mixture of lust, love, and nervousness takes my voice.

Hello?

“H-hi, Namjoon? This is Tia.”

I can hear shuffling in the background, like fabric rubbing together, then him whispering ‘damn, bro’.

“HEY! Hey, Tia…my bad, I dropped the phone.”

I can’t help but snicker at his cuteness before saying, “Are you busy? I can call back at a better time.”

“No, no, it’s fine. I’m not busy at all.”

“Oh okay. What are you up to?”

The guys, satisfied that we are finally speaking, drift away from the kitchen to do their own thing, leaving me to speak in private.

“Nothing much, just took a shower, getting ready to wind down for the night. What are you up to?”

“I’m actually about to go shower myself. I’ve just been sitting around since my therapy session earlier.”

“Oh yeah, how did it go? How are you feeling?”

We speak about my session, I disclose what I’ve been struggling with, and I fill him in about the nut that was stalking me. He was surprised about my situation, yet very empathetic. Having a stalker and going through this nightmare is not something I would typically share after just meeting someone, but I feel he deserves to know what he’s getting into. And if I’m being honest, he is not like a regular ‘someone’ and speaking to him, hearing his voice dripping with a protective tone makes me feel comfortable to share. There’s something about these men, including Namjoon, that makes me want to bare my soul to them, hiding nothing. I find comfort in the concern in his voice and answer any questions he has regarding the situation.

“But enough about that.�� How was the rest of your day?”

“It was good. I was able to get all of my business cards passed out, you know, leaving some on doors or in mailboxes, conversed with some potential clients, and even lined up some jobs.”

“Nice! That is a good day, indeed. How long have you been a landscaper?”

“Uh, not too long, actually. I left my executive position at a prominent company earlier this year. It just wasn’t for me anymore, you know?”

“Yeah, that makes sense. I’m glad you created an opportunity to leave,” I encourage him and find a chance to dig a little deeper. “Does your significant other support your decision?”

“Ha, that was smooth. Ummm, no…no she didn’t. We broke up a couple of years prior. She prioritized status, reputation, and money over my happiness and mental wellness.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to…”

“No, don’t be sorry. I’m not. Things between her and I hadn’t been good for a very long time. I think even me toying with the idea of changing my career was just the last straw, you know?”

“Absolutely, I get it.”

“So, Tia…what do you do?”

We speak a bit longer, getting the basic ‘get to know you’ questions out of the way before I admit that I’m wanting to see him.

“I’m really enjoying talking to you. I can’t wait to see you again.”

“I’m enjoying talking to you as well. So, you know that I’m single. What about you? The men that are at your house, ummm…”

“Honestly, I don’t know if I’m single. I don’t feel single, but I also don’t feel like I’m not allowed to see other people. I guess it’s like an open relationship, but none of us have made anything official. We’re just kinda going with the flow of things. They are here now, I love them, we have sex, and I want them to stay. We haven’t talked about what this is just yet but I don’t mind answering any questions you may have, though. I like you, Namjoon, and I want you to know everything upfront before we go any further… IF you even want to go further. I mean, feel drawn to you and would love to see where things go but we come as a package deal. As I said before, I love talking to you and would like to see you again soon, but I understand if you need time to think this over.”

I know that this is a bold statement to make, seeing as I’ve only known these men for a short duration of time, but I feel it, deep within my soul that this thing is real. This supernatural connection between us is strong and the pull to these men feels like destiny. I take a deep breath awaiting his response, the short pause has me on edge and I find that I’m no longer breathing until he speaks again.

“I can be there in 45?”

With a huge, yet silent sigh I reply, “REALLY?! Are you sure? I mean, this is all so strange, even for me. I would completely understand if you think this is too much.”

Of course, some things never change, as I’m trying to give him an ‘out’ even though he’s making it known that he wants to try.

“It does seem unconventional, but I don’t think I’ve been more sure of anything in my entire life. This pull to you has surpassed me wanting you, I need you. I need to see you.”

“Okay! See you soon?”

“See you soon.”

After hanging up, I scramble up the stairs, falling up the last two.

“He’s coming! He’s coming over!”

I’m yelling out to the others and run into the bedroom to find Jungkook getting ready for work. Taehyung is sitting in the chair, which seems to be his favorite seat, talking to Jungkook and Jimin while carelessly browsing through his phone. Jungkook smiles at me, then starts to laugh, scrunching his nose in the cutest way.

Taehyung laughs a similar amused laugh and whispers, “Cute.”

Jimin, standing in the doorway of the bathroom, takes me into his arms, halting my stride.

“Are you that excited, beautiful?”

“Yes, I am,” I say, not denying it, bouncing from excitement.

“What time is he coming?”

“Now,” I turn to answer Jungkook, Jimin now hugging me from behind. “He’s on his way but he lives 45 minutes away so I’ll still have time to shower.”

When I turn to look back up to Jimin, he brushes a few strands of hair from my forehead before placing a kiss there. My features are soft and relaxed, my eyes close lazily as his hands move down my face to gently pinch my cheeks. I mimic Jungkook’s nose scrunch, causing him to laugh then place a kiss on my lips. He then lets me go, guiding me past him and through the threshold of the bathroom by my wrist.

“Go get ready,” he says after smacking a firm hand to my ass.

“Yes, sir,” seductively drips from my lips, almost instinctively. The effect that simple statement has on Jimin is evident, from the way he bites his bottom lip to his eyes rolling back before closing shut.

When I begin to undress, all eyes immediately fall on me, which doesn’t make me nervous at all, but the butterflies in my stomach take flight anyway. Jungkook grabs his watch from the side table, and begins putting it on without looking down. Taehyung has turned to rest his chin on the arm of the chair, his arms dangling over the side, his phone swinging between the fingertips of his index finger and thumb. Jimin is still leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed against his chest while eyeing me hungrily. I continue to bare myself before ending the show by stepping into the shower, and the men continue with what they are doing. Before Jimin can walk too far away, I pop my head out and call out to him, “You coming?”

There is a darkness behind his eyes, as his smile spreads across his face, that I’ve not seen before but I’m determined to figure out what I need to do to see it again. When he is undressed, I open the door to invite him, AND the monster reaching up to his belly button, inside as steam billows out. The way his eyes examine every inch of me has me dripping in anticipation. As soon as he closes the door behind him, I pull him into me, receiving his warmth to my front to combat the heat from the water on my back. My arms hang lazily around his neck and his wrap around my back while we look into each other’s eyes.

“Are you intentionally trying me? You staring into my eyes like this just does something to me.”

“Something like what?”

He doesn’t have to say anything as his dick jumps against my stomach, the feeling igniting the burn in my belly. Tilting his head slightly and closing his eyes, Jimin takes my lips, pulling me tighter against his body and I allow my body to fall into him. This kiss is electrifying, sending chills from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet.

NAMJOON’S POV

Excitedly, I get dressed in casual house clothes. I had just gotten out of the shower and was getting ready for bed when she called. Unsure of what I should bring with me, I only grab my phone, wallet, and keys before setting out on this cool, night drive.

Zooming down the interstate, I let the windows down to allow the wind to dry my still damp hair. Comfort fills my heart as I drive, the feeling of going home after being away for too long.

What’s funny is, I knew she wasn’t alone, even before she told me the guys were still there. I can’t explain it, but I could feel them...their presence. Is it weird that I don’t find it weird… the arrangement they have? Different, sure, but I don’t mind it. Me potentially being the fourth man in her life doesn’t bother me in the slightest, and with the way the others welcomed me earlier, it felt more inviting than basic hospitality.

I’m trying to stay under the speed limit but I can’t wait to get to her, to have her in my arms, and feel my lips on hers. It’s like I already know how they feel, how they taste, but I’m wanting more of the warmth I’ve never had. I’m imagining what she likes, her favorites…from food to candy, to movies, to music, to art, to sexual positions. How would she feel under the weight of me? Does she like it fast or slow? Can she handle all of me?

“Fuck.”

I really need to cool it and concentrate on the road instead of the different ways I’d like to contort Tia’s body into.

Taehyung’s POV

“Hey, how are you feeling? Did you get enough sleep today?”

“Oh, yeah, I’m good but I’ll grab an energy drink on my way. I’m glad this is my last night shift for a little while, though. I hate having to leave you guys,” Jungkook answers.

We chat comfortably for a bit as Jungkook gathers his things to leave.

“What do you have planned for the rest of the night? Tryna jump in with Jimin?”

I chuckle for a second before responding, “Nah… not tonight unless that’s what they want. I might watch, but I think Tia spending time with Jimin is important. Plus, Namjoon is on his way, so I may just chill with Jimin when he gets here, you know? Let them get acquainted.”

“This is crazy, isn’t it?” He looks at me with the brightest smile. “This thing we have with Tia, with each other…I never want to leave…Never want it to end.”

I know where he’s coming from and I feel the same way. Now that he mentions it, I think this may be the right time to ask about last night.

“So, I know we are all trying to figure out what we want this to be, but last night…”

“Yeah, things got a little heated, huh?”

As if the thought hit him like a ton of bricks, he says, “Oh my God, I’m so sorry! Did I overstep, bro? I wasn’t thinking and just got caught in the moment. I never meant to make you feel uncomfortable, I just…”

“Jungkook…”

He stops his rambling, my voice pulling him out of his panic.

“...no, no, no. I didn’t feel uncomfortable and you didn’t overstep. It was amazing. That’s what I wanted to talk to you about, actually. I feel a similar connection to you and Jimin as I do with Tia. Does this make us bisexual? Pansexual? I’ve never done anything like this before.”

I take in a full breath and hold it there as Jungkook stands to look into my eyes, inches away from my face.

“Why do we have to put a label on it? Can’t we just love each other and talk about what we’re down for? Where our boundaries are? Let’s just do what makes us happy, huh?”

Jungkook’s arm snakes around the small of my back, pulling me closer to place a kiss on my lips. Then he pulls away slightly to peer at me again, making sure I was okay with the sudden contact but also awaiting my response.

“Yeah, I like that idea. We should come up with a safe word, too.”

“That sounds like a plan. Let’s discuss it with the others… tomorrow?”

“Okay,” I reply as he’s slowly releasing me. He pecks my lips again, then disappears into the bathroom for a few minutes. When he returns, he’s cheesing like a cheshire cat which has already piqued my interest, but when he shakes his head and continues down the stairs. I HAVE to know what is going on in there so I take a seat in my favorite chair after adjusting the angle just right, so that I can sit and watch, just as they close the shower door behind them.

Jungkook’s POV

After we all leave Tia to speak to Namjoon on the phone, I unfortunately have to start getting ready for work. We all may as well be living here as we rarely leave, except for work, and our clothes and other items are slowly accumulating, Tia finding a specific place for our stuff to go. Several of my uniforms are hanging in one of the guest bedrooms down the hall from the main bedroom. I'm also noticing how Tia has begun speaking, using ‘ours’ and ‘we’ a lot more often.

I love the idea of this, of us all being in one place, but none of our places are large enough to accommodate everyone. I’m thinking of having a conversation with Tia being that I don’t want to assume anything. I want to make sure I’m not doing too much by being around everyday or having my things here. Yes, she pulled out extra toothbrushes and necessities for us and doesn’t seem to mind, but I just want to make sure.

As I’m getting dressed, Taehyung and Jimin keep me company while giving Tia her privacy to converse with Namjoon downstairs. We chat comfortably, like we’ve known each other for years… decades, even. Seated on the edge of the bed, I’m buttoning my last button when Jimin steps over to turn down my collar. Mindlessly, I place a hand on his hip, looking up into his angelic face. He is beautiful and I must admit, I am kind of attracted to him. His tenderness and care for me warms me from the inside. He licks his pillowy soft lips as he’s adjusting the last bit before stepping back to lean on the doorframe of the bathroom. My heart skips a beat and I’m wondering what this feeling could be.

I’m lost in my thoughts when we hear our clumsy love stumbling up the stairs. We know she’s not hurt when she hops up and rushes into the room. I can’t hide the amusement on my face, watching her, so excited and childlike. I’m also not surprised at the bruises that pop up on her skin, as she’s always falling or bumping into things. If I could put her in a bubble or carry her in my pocket at all times, I would.

I wonder how long it will take to get used to this feeling of calm. With me usually being the jealous type, it’s foreign to be able to watch the woman I love snuggle up in the arms of another man, with nothing but mellowness and adoration in my heart. In a perfect world, I would be able to stay home with them, but I have to go ‘protect and serve’. I’m curious as to how things will go between Tia and Namjoon but I’m sure the guys will fill me in. I watch Jimin disappear into the bathroom behind Tia before I gather my things for work.

Taehyung stops me, mentioning what happened between us last night, and I can completely understand why. I felt comfortable enough with him and Tia to do things I’ve never done…never thought I’d do, and things were intoxicating. I’ve never had any sexual experiences with men, but it just felt right in the moment. Honestly, it feels like I’m in a relationship with all of them, not just Tia. There is definitely a conversation we need to have, but until then, I’ve decided that, instead of searching for a category or label to place on what we have, that I will go with the flow and float along in our happiness.

Kissing Taehyung has become almost second nature. While he is older than me, there is something about him that makes him appear small. Maybe it’s the feeling of his slim waist in my arms or the way his body molds onto mine. Is it the way he looks at me or the way he melts when our lips touch? I don’t know, but I love it.

After tossing my backpack on, I go to say goodbye to Tia and Jimin. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to guess what those two are up to in the shower, I know they are having sex. But when I walk into the bathroom and see their movements in sync, their wet bodies caressing against each other, the way they hold onto each other as if their lives depended on how close they can get, portions of their figures hidden behind the steam that has formed on the glass shower… the vision is simply breathtaking. I wait for the moment they notice me there, not wanting to interrupt and not wanting them to stop.

“JK, is it time for you to go already?” Tia pulls away from Jimin, wiping the steam with the palm of her hand.

“Sadly, yes. I just wanted to tell you guys goodbye before I left. Sorry for interrupting.”

“No! You’re not interrupting. I would have been sad when we got out to find you’d gone without saying anything,” Jimin admits.

I step closer when Tia opens the door, letting clouds of steam, the scent of her vanilla body wash, and sex to escape. She steps out onto the bath mat, water traveling down her amber brown-colored, smooth skin to drip onto the floor. Fuck! If I wasn’t on duty, I would love to lick every droplet from her flesh. With my thumb, I brush a few beads of water from her now rosy cheek and kiss her there. Using the grip I have on her, I turn her head to the side, exposing her neck to me so that I can nibble and kiss my way from her lips to her chin, across her jaw, and down her throat.

She moans and grasps the straps of my bag, and though I’m loving the way she’s squirming and pulling me closer as I suckle at her sensitive spots, I have to let her go after kissing her lips one more time. Jimin, now standing behind her, smiles the sweetest smile which causes me to want to give him the same treatment, but I refrain from doing so, for now. I reach out to cup his face instead, allowing him to rest into my palm, his eyes closing for a moment. With a gentle pinch to his cheek and just one more kiss for Tia, I say my goodbyes before leaving the room.

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thefictionconnoisseur · 2 years

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in your roots

Author: sweetinsantiy

Platform: Ao3

Pairing(s): BTS/Reader

Status: Ongoing

Rating: Mature

Warnings: None

Summary: Jungkook is the perfect alpha, a little too perfect. Being the youngest in Bangtan, a group full of alpha's, friction has been happening between him and the boys. He's too strong, too dominating, too wild, and too much for Bangtan to handle. The perfect solution? An omega just for himself. You happen to be the perfect candidate.

But the other boys want a taste of you as well.

Or, you're hired to be an omega for Jungkook to take care of, and maybe he and the rest of the boys get too attached

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theharrowing · 2 years

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Serendipity 🌸 7

So what if your love is a little obsessive? You’d literally kill for that special someone. How is that not romantic? 💖

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🌸 Jimin x Reader

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🌸 yandere, college social media au, idiots to lovers, crack, smut, angst, fluff, slash, 18+

🌸 chapter warnings: infidelity, everyone’s a slut, standard yandere shit

🌸 this is a reupload of an older chapter; originally posted march 2022

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adabisworld · 2 years

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Stars to my moon |chapter-8|

Genre: Soulmateau! Idolau!Angst;fluff;drama;romance, polyamorousAu!

Pairing:ot7×f!OC

Summary: He took big strides, halting right in front of me as he bends to my eye level, causing me lean back a little. I could feel his breath fanning my face, looking into his eyes, I could see a storm of anger into them.

"We have been nothing but considerate of you and your feelings, while all you've given in return is rejection and cold shoulder since day one." He grits out.

when Selene's 22nd birthday doesn't go as she expected, her world turns upside down, making her resent her soulmates. Will she ever come to accept them in her life or will she continue to run away holding onto her past love?

Bouncing his leg up and down, chewing on the pen, he couldn't help but wonder what was happening across the hall.

With a sigh, he slams his pen down on the table, getting up to pace around the room.

Taehyung was trying to concentrate on his music, wanting to take his mind off the fact that the other members were in Selene's new apartment, trying to help her settle in, but the thought of everyone with her: enjoying, and making new memories was unsettling to him.

Not because he didn't want to share her or was possessive over her, but because he wasn't there with them, he won't be included in those memories.

Setting his ego aside, he finally gives in to the urge to stalk across the hall. However, voices could be heard even outside her apartment since the door wasn't locked. And Taehyung could perfectly recognize those voices and what they were saying as he approached the place.

"Hey, is this you?" Jimin asks, most probably to Selene.

"What? Heyy! Give that back! You're not supposed to see that just yet!"

"Oh no, No. Others need to see this." Jimin says, just in time for Taehyung to watch the further occurrence from the doorway. The scene had his steps halted and jaw clenching.

Jimin was running around the messy sitting room while Selene chased him, swearing at him while they both laughed. They looked like a normal, happy couple there, and Taehyung was happy for his friend but what had him step back and turn around to go back to his own place was not the thought of giving them privacy but the fact that, he too, wanted to be included in her life but was afraid of the rejection.

This wasn't the first time he had caught Selene with his members and one of her other soulmates. Just this morning, Selene was happily cooking together with Jin; the way her aura glowed with serenity and happiness was a rare sight to see. One he had never had the luck to see before then. Not just that, but he had also seen her talking with Namjoon at the ungodly hour of the night. Both, getting to know each other and sharing their troubles. He hadn't meant to eavesdrop but overheard that her mother was the one who convinced her to give them a chance. He was so thankful for her mother but couldn't help being jealous of their relationship. Out of all of them, Namjoon would be the one who knows Selene even just a little.

Since tomorrow she had not but glanced at him one time when they held hands to not get sick. And now seeing her like this with Jimin- he understands that the problem is not about them being her soulmates anymore. It was HIM being her soulmate. Lord knows what he has done besides giving her the piece of mind that she desperately needed.

With an anxious mind and furious steps, he gets back to his room and falls into his twirling chair. Mind going over the possibilities of confronting her for the not-so-subtle ignorance of his existence. Because he had to, or he would lose his mind pondering over the why.

The only question remaining was HOW? He breathes out a sigh of annoyance. He didn't want to do anything that he would regret later. Something that would cause an even bigger rift between the two.

Taehyung gets up from the chair, running his hand through his hair. The sound of footsteps coming towards his room with a huff interrupts his brainstorming. He peeks out of his room to find out who the sound belonged to, finding his hyung searching for something in a hurry.

"Hyung! What are you doing?" He asks, fully stepping out of his room.

"The company called; they need me in. And I just can't find my fucking will to go. All I wanted to do was sleep for a while." Yoongi says with a huff making Taehyung crack up.

Yoongi; after having woken up late in the morning, got the news of getting the day off to help Selene settle in from Jin, and needless to say, he was ecstatic. And no, not to help her. But for the bliss that he will get sleeping after having done so.

"Forget that. What are you doing here when everyone is there having fun, huh?" His Hyung asks with a pointed look.

He looks down and shakes his head. "What does it matter, hyung? If I am there or not?"

"You know it does. Everyone wants you there."

"Not her. She doesn't want me there."

"And why do you say that? Has she said something to you?" Yoongi raises an eyebrow.

He laughs, "She'll say something to me when she acknowledges my existence. That's the point, Hyung. She is acting like I don't exist. She has gone and made amends with every one of her soulmates except me. She doesn't want anything to do with me. She's got everything she would want in them anyways, the brain, the beauty, and the heart. Where would I even fit in? There is no place left."

"Don't say that. You need to give her some time. She might still be a little upset at you, or maybe she is afraid just like you. Don't go jumping to conclusions." Yoongi consoles him, putting a hand on his shoulder. Taehyung nods, not believing him fully but letting the hope creep in.

"Now, let's go. Everyone is waiting." Yoongi takes his hand and leads him to her apartment.

Stopping at the door, "You go in. I'll join you guys for dinner after." Saying this, Yoongi disappears down the hall.

With a sigh, he musters up the courage to bear getting ignored by his soulmate again. Gulping down the hurt and anger, he tries to stay calm and impassive as he steps into the apartment, not letting his steps falter.

But, as he steps into the apartment a second time that day the picture playing in front of him is much worse than before. And he broke.

Selene tastes the food from the spoon and then forwards the spoon to Jungkook, who starts jumping with mad brows after tasting it. Making Selene nervous,

"What is it? You don't like it? is it too spicy?"

"Aani aani." He retaliates.

Namjoon laughs as he shakes his head. "He always does this when he likes the food. It's his way of expressing that the food is good."

She laughs, and others don't miss this opportunity to tease the maknae.

"AArghhhh... Jkayyy..."

Jungkook hides behind Jin, hands touching his ears softly; something he does when he's shy, with his bunny smile. They all have this belief that Jin's broad shoulders can save them from anything in the world. I know, Funny. But cute.

Back to the topic at hand, The reason Taehyung broke was not their smiles nor the family-like atmosphere but the fact that Selene is even friendly and smiley towards someone who is not her soulmate. That means the problem is him only. Maybe he went too far when he called her a bitch, but well, she was acting like it. And he won't let regret fill his heart. He did what he did for his best friend, and they are happy now. Trying. Because of that. He just needs to find a way to mend his relationship with her.

Taking a deep breath in, he approaches them. His heart, beating fast. The hope that maybe she will acknowledge him or just pass him a small smile was there. But well, what is the point of false hope, right? Because she didn't. As he approached, Jimin comes by his side, talking about what just took place, oblivious that he had already seen it and let it scratch at his heart.

Everyone takes a seat, curiously watching Selene cook with Jin and Jungkook helping her.

"She is making something from her culture. Gazpacho?" Jimin looks at Selene, confirming if he said it right.

"Gazpacho and Paella (Pa-yay-ah)" she teaches him and he repeats it back to Taehyung.

He nods. One thing he notices is not once during this exchange did Selene look at him directly. She corrected Jimin with a small polite smile and went back to doing her thing. He closes his fist, trying to drink down the hurt.

The cooking goes on, Selene doing most of the work, with Jin and Jungkook teasing and fighting each other in the back. These guys really do start anywhere, but what can one say? That's what makes their relationship exceptional.

Hoseok and Namjoon talk as the latter say something that makes Hobi laugh so hard; he starts clapping his hand.

"Care to share?" Selene raises an eyebrow at them. A small smile played on her lips.

Hoseok shakes his head, making the motion of sealing his lips. All the while trying to contain his laughter. Namjoon hangs his head, also trying to hide his dimpled smile.

Meanwhile, Taehyung had to chew on the hurt and anger he was feeling. He is going to ask her tonight why she is behaving like this to him. He can not be in the dark anymore. His patience has run out. He now just needs to find an appropriate time for it.

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Trying to ignore Taehyung has turned out to be a much harder task than I thought it would. His presence is big. Even when he quietly sits on the side, he attracts attention. But that is something I can't give in to.

The way I have seen it, Taehyung has had some problems with me since the start. why wouldn't he? the way I treated them, ignored our connections, no one deserves that kind of behavior. And I am not ready to broach that subject with him yet because I fear he might reject me. I suspect nothing major will happen to me if one or two of my soulmates out of seven refuses to be with me, but still, he holds a piece of my soul. The puzzle of my heart will not be completed if even one of them refuses to be with me.

The quiet, frowny look he wears whenever he is near me is painful to watch. How bad would you feel if your presence became the reason for the frown on your soulmate's face? I don't ever want to experience this again. But the connection between our souls has been pulling my gaze towards him and even with my resistance I had sneaked a handful of looks at him whenever he wasn't looking at me. Better yet, glaring at me.

That's what it has been like with him. He gives me glares, and I try my best to ignore them in order to avoid the hurt.

I sigh softly, making up an excuse to leave the kitchen while the dish simmers. Asking Jungkook and Jin to see it doesn't get burnt.

With their nod, I make my way toward my new bedroom. The decor is all beige and white. On the shelves above my bed sits my plants, giving the room a home-y calm vibe. I take a seat on the side of my bed, smoothening out its wrinkles. I wish someone could smooth out the wrinkles in my and Taehyung's relationship just like that.

I get up, looking for my phone. Maybe my mother could help me and give me some advice on how to approach him.

I look on and inside my bedside table but have no luck; I move onto the shelves, my closet, and under the pillow, but I don't find it anywhere. Where the fuck did I put my fucking phone!

A sigh of frustration leaves my mouth. I should ask one of the guys to call on it. I never put my mobile on silent, so it should be easy to find.

I look down at my feet, carrying me out of my bedroom. God, I need to go to the salon. My toenails are in very poor shape. I huff out at my own ignorance. I never let my salon date pass.

Just as I look back up again, a hand clasps around my own, and I am suddenly being pulled into the dark hallway, opposite of where I intended of going, might I add.

The person slams me against the wall, one hand still holds my own, pressing it against the wall beside my head, and the other rests above my head.

"Wha-" my curse dies out on my tongue when I see who the culprit is.

Collecting myself, I ask, "What are you doing!?" trying to break my hand free from his grip.

"No." He interrupts me, refusing to let go of his hold on me. "What are YOU doing, huh?"

"What!?" I ask at his accusing tone, oblivious of what the fuck he is on about,

Gritting his teeth, he answers, "Why are you ignoring me?"

Hearing his question, I scoff, going into defensive mode. "Excuse me! I am ignoring YOU?"

"Yes."

Alright! If he wants to pretend that he wasn't the one acting all prideful and ignorant before, I'll play along. He's going to be the one regretting either way.

"Well, don't you think that might be because you deserve it? You don't think you did something that would lead to me ignoring you, Taehyung?" I ask him absurdly, still trying to get my hand out of his grip, which he still refuses to let go

"No. I don't think so. All I did was put some sense into you and pushed you in the right direction." He gets closer to me. So close, I can feel his breath on my face.

"Reallyyy!? Excuse me if my memory doesn't serve me right, but weren't you the one who called me a bitch?" I cock my head.

"Um, Weren't you the one acting like a bitch and planning to leave your soulmates?" He throws it back at me. Offending me, boy.

"You all were practically strangers to me! What the fuck had you expected!? I would bear out my heart to you, trust you and accept you all in a matter of an eyeblink!!? Just because you are my soulmates!? That is ABSURD!" I breathe heavily, my heart racing fast.

All my life, I have avoided confrontations. Talking about what I think is hard for me, showing any emotions is a no-go. It is something that I just can't do. Eric was there all the way. Still, it wasn't easy for me to completely be vulnerable in front of him. But this man! He just knows how to push my buttons. God, He is making me talk, and I do not like it. Still, I won't stop now. Not now, This has to be said.

"NO!" he slams the wall beside my head, getting more close to my face; I have to look sideways to avoid contact as he speaks, gritting his teeth. "IF you were acting all cold and ignorant because you wanted to take time to KNOW us before committing and diving into this, it would have been fine; it even would have been welcomed. But you did all that not to know us but to push us away to get back with your past lover! How had YOU expected us to react!? Did you think we would be okay with you stomping all over us to get back to your boyfriend? The same boyfriend who left You for his soulmate. Do you really think he was worthy of your love and sacrifice?"

"No! Don't you dare bring Eric into this. Whatever happened, he is still my friend, and he left me because he cared for all the lives that would have been affected by this, as in Yours! Also, I have never wanted ill for any of you. I would have sealed our bond, and we all could have been happy with the ones who we would choose."

"You really think we could have chosen someone else when we knew you were out there, that at last, we were going to be together because you're the one destiny wants us to be with." He asks, his eyes going soft. Looking into them, for a second, I forget that we were fighting; this is the first time he has let me see the vulnerability in his eyes, and something tells me being vulnerable isn't easy for him as well.

Looking away, I say, "Anyway, moving on. After talking with my mother, I have decided to give this a chance. so why are you bringing this up again when I have already apologized?"

"That's the thing Selene, You have apologized and mended your relationship with everyone. Everybody except me. How do you think I feel about that?" His eyes gave out an emotion I couldn't put my finger on.

"I don't know. I didn't think you'd care." Shrugging, I tell him honestly.

"Why did you think that?"

"Because you don't like me from day one, and you've been ignoring me like a plague, and you are always glaring at me. What else am I supposed to think? You don't act that way when you care, Taehyung." I sigh as I tell him.

The way he has been acting has hurt me, even if I don't have the right to say so. I know I hurt them first, but I get it now, and I want to know them now. And his unspoken rejection stung.

"You think I am ignoring you?" He asks, a bit surprised as he finally softens his grip on my hand, backing away just a little.

"Yes, obviously." Even when I know that I could free my hand now that his grip has loosened, I don't. I let him hold my hand. Craving the little connection our souls are getting from our little encounter.

"What makes you think that?" Pure confusion displayed in his eyes.

"I don't know? The fact that you never talk to me? Leave the room when I enter? Avoid making any eye contact?"

"I don't avoid eye contact; you do. And I don't talk to you because you are always preoccupied with someone. And I leave the room because-" he abruptly stops. His expressions tell me he said something he thought he shouldn't have. Still, I push.

"Because..? Because what Taehyung? Because you don't want to be near a bitch like me? Because you don't want me near your friends? Because you think my personality is so hideous that you can't look at it for-"

"Because it hurts, dammit!" Shouting, he interrupts me. "Because it hurts to see you all smiley and happy with the others and ignoring me. Even with Jungkook, you act like you guys are such good friends while you avoid any interaction with me, your own soulmate." He whispers, making me completely shut up.

When I don't say anything, he looks up with misty eyes. "I know you don't want me. Why would you, when you have everything you could ever want in those three? They're the brains, beauty, and heart. But you're the only soulmate I have. And I want to be with you, even if I have to be at the bottom of your list."

Hearing him breaks my heart; I didn't know he felt like that. I never intended for him to question himself. Freeing my hand from his grip, I touch his cheeks, making his eyes stay on mine. "No. You never were and never will be at the bottom of my list, Taehyung, because there is no list. I never approached you because I thought you didn't want me. I want all of you. All of you hold a piece of my soul; it won't be complete if I don't have you."

Taehyung doesn't say anything for a minute, only looking into my eyes. As if to ensure himself of the sincerity behind my words. When he finds what he is looking for, he shuts his eyes as he comes closer and rests his head against mine, hands covering my own that are still holding his face.

"Thank you," he whispers. "I really needed to hear that. You have no idea how much I had been thinking about it, but to see that you don't feel or think that way is a huge relief like a weight lifted off my shoulders."

"Well, it's true. And stop looking down at yourself. You are the brain, beauty, and heart, as well as much more. And I am sorry. I should have come to talk to you instead of making any assumptions. I would very much like to know you, Kim Taehyung. If you will let me." I whisper back. Completely baring my heart out in front of him. Because he had as well, and I want him to know that he will not be the only one making efforts in this relationship. We need to start on the right foot again, and that's what I want to make this into. A fresh start.

"I wouldn't want anything more. Thank you. And I'm sorry for calling you a bitch too." He apologizes in his deep, hoarse voice, sending my stomach a tingle.

"I forgive you. I kinda was being a bitch that day." I chuckle, and he follows.

"Yeah, kinda." he says with a teasing smile.

We keep staring into each other's eyes, forgetting that a world outside us exists.

After a couple of minutes pass of us drinking each other, I whisper, "We should get back. Everyone must be wondering."

"Uh-hmm, We should." he agrees but doesn't move.

"Taehyung!" I push at his chest slightly.

"Alright." He backs away but takes my hand, intertwining our fingers, as we move toward the kitchen.

It has been the most intimate and vulnerable moment I have had with any of my soulmates. And I am glad it was with him, since we both are afraid to be vulnerable.

I laugh, remembering how fast we went from screaming at each other to stripping off our defenses and exposing our thoughts.

"What?" he asks, curious to know the reason behind my amusement.

"Nothing. Come." I shake my head, leading him down the hall.

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"Can someone please call and ask Suga Hyung if he'll be here by dinner?" Jungkook asks, too eager to eat the food after having a taste.

"He said he'll be here; why do you want to disturb him?" Jin says, making the younger hit his chest and thus, starting a banter.

"I am hungryyy!! And when Suga hyung gets into work, the concept of time doesn't exist for him. Just ask!!" He whines, not having the patience to savor the delicious taste of the dish again.

"If you are too eager, call and ask him yourself. I am not going to make him annoyed again after last time."

At this, Jungkook pulls out his doe eyes, shining so brightly suddenly, as if on command.

Jin sighs in defeat, "You know, you take advantage of that too much."

He does his bunny smile, happy at his win.

"Alright, but I won't make the call. Let's make the only person he won't be annoyed by call him." Jungkook nods. And they both, at the same time, scream, "J-Hopeeeee!!!!"

The latter jumps at the sudden loud voice, "Yah! I am in the same room as you; Why are you shouting?"

"Hoba, call yoongi and ask him when he'll be home." Jin orders in a stern tone.

"Hyung? Did something happen?" Hoseok asks, a little worried since Jin doesn't use his hyung card much, but when he does, they all get serious.

"Yeah, I need to talk to him. Call him." Jin says and turns around, winking at Jungkook, who gives him a thumbs up for the acting.

He looks at his Hosoek hyung, fumbling to get his phone out in a hurry to make the call. He knows his Yoongi hyung wouldn't scold him either. It's just that he is too lazy to call.

Snickering at the thought of their conversation, he opens up a packet of chips Selene offered him to get his mind off dinner until it's served.

He scans the room, observing everyone as he sits on the hand of the couch beside Jin.

Jimin and Namjoon, talking among themselves as the latter says something to make the former surprised. Jimin's lips jut out, and his eyes go round.

Jin is talking to Selene and Hoseok, but the lady's mind isn't on what Jin is talking about but on something else. She nods, having no idea Jin is spewing about how he regrets the one time when Jimin asked him to bet if the Dolphins can breathe underwater.

He follows her line of sight, only to find that her attention wasn't occupied by something but rather someone.

On the sofa across her sits Taehyung. Both soulmates, not being able to keep their eyes off each other. Jungkook could practically see them radiating tension.

But that's when it hits him. Last he knew, they weren't really on good terms with each other, so how the sudden change? He hadn't seen them talking. And it's like a light turned on in his head; he recalls how both of them, so conveniently, disappeared at the same time.

A mischievous glint appears in his eyes, ready to tease his brother.

"V Hyung?" He calls but fails to catch the attention of his hyung as he only hums and never looks his way.

He grins as he clears his throat, ready to call him once again a little louder. "Taehyung Hyung!" And just as he wanted, not only Taehyung looks his way but the others as well. Curious as to what made the maknae raise his voice.

"Where did you run off to before?"

He watches as Taehyung gives him a look of confusion before opening his mouth, "What?"

"You ran off somewhere before. You don't remember?" He quirks an eyebrow: silently challenging him.

The latter furrows his brows, and then suddenly remembering, he goes, "Oh, Ahem! I went to the restroom. Why?"

"Nothing, you were just gone for quite a while. What were you doing for so long?" He questions further.

"He must have been taking a big shit," but instead of him, Jin answers, making the room burst out in laughter. Taehyung and Selene join in as well, albeit fake.

"Yeah, you caught me, Hyung." He chuckles nervously.

"There is no reason to be ashamed of that Taehyung-ah. We all take shits." Jin says, making everyone snicker again.

"Oh, and Selene! Where had you run off? You took your time as well." Jungkook stirs the bowl again.

"Oh uh, I uh, went to um call, my mom, yes! But I uh, couldn't find my phone, so I was just looking for it." Selene stammers, continuously looking between him and Taehyung, not keeping eye contact with him. As if, if she did, she'll be caught red-handed.

"Oh? But your phone was in the kitchen with you, no? So why would you go look for it in the bedroom?" He quirks an eyebrow at her.

"I didn't go to call my mother. I was in the bedroom when I thought to call and check on her, and thus my search began."

"And why did you go to your bedroom, exactly?" He questions with his hand on his face, fingers rubbing his chin in thought.

"Oh! Quit bothering them, Jungkook-ah. We know what you are trying to do, and we all know what happened." Namjoon speaks, not having the heart to see them more flustered.

At his statement, Selene looks down, while Taehyung stares at Selene with his boxy smile.

"Really? Is it that obvious?" Selene asks.

"No, not for the blind people. But unfortunately, we can see, and you guys have practically been leering at each other ever since you came back." Jimin says, chuckling as he elbows Taehyung.

"Who came back?" a voice calls out, making everyone's head snap in its direction.

"Argh! Finally. How long do you take!? I have been waiting for forever!" Jungkook says as he stands up, and instead of greeting Suga, he runs past him, patting him in the back and towards the kitchen. Grateful for not having to wait any longer.

"Yah! Jungkook! I'm the eldest; I will be having the first plate!" Jin calls out, running not far behind him.

"First try to keep up, old man!"

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hufflepuffwriter1995 · 3 months

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Finding The Pack

Pairing: Plus Size!Named Reader x BTS

Pack Status: Pack Alpha Namjoon. Alphas: Jin, Yoongi, Namjoon, Hoseok, Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook. Omega: Lilith (Reader)

Warnings: Brief Mentions of Omega Abuse (not by BTS), Mentions of Kidnapping, and Eventual Smut.

Themes: Omegaverse, Fantasy, Supernatural, Reverse Harem,

Ratings: 18+

Summary: Omega’s are rare and as such adored. They are meant to be the glue that keeps a pack together. But that knowledge doesn’t mean they will always be safe.

Chapter One

Prologue:

“Jin darling be careful.” Jisoo Kim laughs as she carefully pulls her three-year-old little boy away from the crib that holds her newest addition to the home-run daycare. Jin let out a whine of protest, little hands gripping the side of the crib as he freed himself, his face pressed against it.

“Gotta keep safe!” He cries, hazel eyes never leaving the slumbering baby. As a beta, his mother immediately knows what is happening and can’t help the grin that crosses her face. She will need to befriend the older couple that brought the pup in, if only because she will be damned if she takes away her son’s mate. Fears of him hurting the baby vanish with this newfound information and she smiles as she heads back to make lunch. Unaware that the text she sends along the way to the mother, a picture with the caption “It looks like we will be quite close” will cause the life she imagines for her son to vanish.

When the little girl is picked up that night, she is never returned and all of Jisoo Kim’s desperate attempts of contact go unanswered. When she finally goes to the address they had given her, she finds that oddly enough the family that just moved in moved out just as quickly. She will never be able to forget the look of pain in her youngest eyes or shake the feeling that something is very wrong.

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As an Alpha, Eliza Min hates being told what to do, especially by a Beta. However, when the couple arrives, begging for her help to watch their daughter, the same daughter that her youngest has been watching like a hawk from the safety of their backyard, she doesn’t decline. Even when the woman all but snarls her demand to keep any male child away from her daughter. Eliza Min finds the wording of the demand odd, especially on the insistence of it only being a male child. Odd enough she doesn’t stop Yoongi when he sits down and begins to play with the now almost one-year-old.

It’s because of her stubborn nature and the fact that she just does not like these people that she keeps the fact that Yoongi plays daily with the daughter for a year and a half. The truth only being discovered when the precious little thing that is that baby girl tells her father with so much excitement that she just can't wait to play with her boyfriend Yoongi.

The odd couple move in the middle of the night, leaving Eliza furious and her son heartbroken, demanding to know why they would take his little flower away from him. Eliza attempts to get the law involved but really, there isn’t a law stating that parents can’t be strange. As the years go on, Eliza can’t forget about the little girl and finds herself worrying that maybe, just maybe, her wolf is right and the strange marks were never just accidents.

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Sana Jung meets the family at a park. Her children, Hoseok and his twin Ryoko, are playing happily in the sandbox when a shy little girl approaches and asks to play. At once, Hoseok, her little Alpha in training, agrees and hands her most of his snack as they play. Insisting that she eat. Sana watches the three with a proud, motherly smile, a smile that turns sour at the look of fury on the other woman’s face as she drags her screaming child away. Her hissed words ringing in Sana’s ears. “Didn’t we tell you to stay away from boys?”

That night over dinner, she tells her Alpha’s everything, begging for them to do something. For the next three weeks her alpha’s look for the strange family. Finally coming back with the news Sana didn’t want to hear. They moved and no, they didn’t leave a new address. They don’t stop looking though, if only because of the way Hoseok had responded to the little girl's cries of distress, his first true snarl rumbling through his chest in a way that told Sana all she needed to know. Her son’s luna had just been ripped away and she would be damned if she allows that to continue.

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Crystal Kim was a true alpha, a pack leader among alphas. She was a force to be messed with. This is why, when the new couple across the street had a little girl who looked exactly as her friend Sana had described, she marched over there and introduced herself. As a couple of betas, neither could close the door on her, the wolves reacting to her despite not being a member of her pack. They couldn’t stop her from kneeling and speaking softly to their daughter, nor could they stop her from letting the little girl go and play with her Namjoon. She could tell both hated it, especially when Namjoon began presenting the same signs, the same protective displays an alpha has over their mate.

It didn’t come as a surprise to find that they had once again fled in the middle of the night. But it gave her all the information she needed to know. Something was up with the seemingly kind older couple and she would be damned if she didn’t figure out what was going on.

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SangHee Jeon had been watching her neighbour's children, Taehung and Jimin, along with her own little Jungkook when she met the couple. They were exhausted and cranky and left the girl on her doorstep with a list of very strict instructions. She had done her best to keep the little girl away from the three boys, but it was hard. The three boys did not want to be kept away from the girl and took it upon themselves to plot ways to go around her. She spent the better of her afternoon trying to explain to the three boys that it was not her insisting they kept away from the girl, but her parents and begged them to just listen. They would agree, for all of twenty minutes before she made some sound that had them gathered together in the corner whispering as they plotted a new way to get to her.

In the end, Sanghee had carefully asked if maybe next time they just allow the children to play together, only to be met with a snarled curse of “Fuck off” and “She’s a little slut, it's for their own good, not her’s.” She had bristled at the words and decided that the next time they showed up, she wouldn’t allow them to take the girl back. Only they never did come back and Sanghee was left with the itch that maybe she never should have allowed them to take her after that night.

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When Lilith turned sixteen she was hit with an ache in her soul. An ache that left her feeling empty, as if something was missing. She didn’t know what and didn’t dare try and broach the subject with her parents. They hated, HATED when she asked questions. Even something as simple as “What is for dinner” was met with a hard slap across the face and a cold reminder to not ask questions.

She spent most of her time since her sixteenth birthday locked away in the basement, kept hidden from everyone outside of her pack or rather her parent's pack. Their Alpha, a cold man named Carter, had told her that he knew the truth and wouldn’t accept a whore into his pack. So any hope she had of finding freedom was torn away by his cold words. Still, sometimes, in the dead of night, she remembered the comforting touch of a memory, of a boy she couldn’t quite remember and the gentle hands that had made her feel safe.

She had no idea that on her twentieth-ninth birthday, everything would change.

#bts hybrid x reader #bts imagines #jung hoseok smut #kim seokjin smut #kim taehyung smut #min yoongi smut #park jimin smut #bts fanfic #bts fantasy au #jeon jungkook smut #kim namjoon smut #bts omegaverse au

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lively-potter · 8 months

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— nepenthe ; jjk

@lively-potter

— synopsis ;

in which solaris celeste vesper, a sad girl with an unfortunate upbringing meets a man far older than her and, within his presence, her sorrow fades into nothingness.

Also in which jeon jungkook finds the sun he so desperately needed in his life.

— genre ; age gap, they both fall but he falls harder in the beginning, angst, fluff, guaranteed HEA, CEO jungkook, mafia/gang vibes ( kinda/sorta )

— disclaimer ;

2024 © @LivelyPotter

You may not reproduce,

distribute/and or adapt

any part of this work

without my permission

I only own my original characters and the plot.

— warnings ;

violence, blood / gore, descriptive abuse, mature language, mature themes, fluff, angst, age gap. the MFC has been sheltered her entire life — and due to that, keep in mind she will have a slight childlike innocence. She cries a lot in the beginning ( and if you went though all the shit she did, you would too, as I won’t hear any complaints )

— playlist ;

— greedy ; tate mcrae

— yes or no ; jungkook

— closer to you ; jungkook

— somebody ; jungkook

— hate you ; jungkook

— lost ; BTS

— my time ; jungkook

— serendipity ; jimin

— stigma ; taehyung

— MAMA ; j-hope

— please don't change ; jungkook

— fever ; enhyphen

— spring day ; BTS

— love me again ; v

— mmmh ; kai

— after like ; Ive

— blood sweat & tears ; BTS

— lilac ; iu

— extra info ;

started ; January 19th, 2023

posted ; January 21st, 2023 ( on Wattpad )

completed ;

edited / revised ;

— extra info for those not familiar with the academy series by c.l. stone ;

I know I'm gaining more readers, those who aren't familiar with the academy, so I'll do a short explanation of what you'll be seeing from the academy!

In short, the academy series is a reverse harem/polyamory series set in Charleston, South Carolina.

( so you'll be seeing multiple men date the same women in this book, so don't be shocked lmfaoo ) most of this won’t happen until we are well into the story — but I’d hate to confuse all of you! I’d like every single one of you to enjoy and understand the story completely!

The academy ( that MFC won't be much involved or at all ) is basically a top secret organization that specializes in helping men, women, and children who are in an abusive relationship or homes and help them get out of that — most join the academy to help others in the same situations.

There are teams that work together and are basically a family in all but blood; and "family is a choice".

The men in teams are referred to as "dogs" and the female team members are referred to as "birds".

'Ghosts', whether birds or dogs, are children without much history to their names. They are priceless to the Academy.

The Academy's system works on a series of favor and financial debt. Everyone in the Academy starts out with financial debt. It's the value of the education an Academy student requires to become the best at what he does. If it was a private investigation training class or an eight-week boot camp, or you were starving and needed groceries to get through a human biology class, the Academy took care of it. Your debt can't just be paid off directly, it requires completing various Academy missions. Whatever it is, there is a price tag.

Favors though are the real core of the Academy. Favors are anything that doesn't have a price - usually family problems within the Academy that other members can't handle alone. New members owe ten favors immediately, with the maximum owed being thirty. The value of a task in favors varies depending on the task.

All Academy trials are comprised of the same parties: the whole team, plus five randomly selected members from other teams, presided over by a manager who has collected all the data. There is no age minimum for the randomly selected members, the only requirement is that they had to be past initiation and a full member of the Academy. The ultimate goal at a trial is to keep the family together as much as possible.

Each team has two leads. The first is the main contact for the Academy, they track the jobs the members go on, and let them know what jobs are available. The second is the family lead, who keeps track of all the team members, and makes sure that everything runs smoothly for them - ensuring they have food, bills are paid on time, and everyone that needs a job has one.

Most of this information is from the academy wiki site ( 'cause it's fuckin' complicated to explain it all )

but I want you all to be able to understand it enough to enjoy the story without being confused!

Most of the time, I'll explain through River and my other characters.

I hope this makes sense!

River won't be very involved in the academy, but there will be mentions and most of River's story revolves around, not only Jungkook and Moon, but River's brothers, friends, and family!

Please let me know if there is anything that you'll misunderstand and I'll explain to the best of my ability!

✨ HAPPY READING ✨

— find me on Wattpad at @/LivelyPotter! The first two chapters of Nepenthe are already out!

Also, do any of you mind giving me some pointers on how to post more aesthetic chapters or a master list on here?? I’m so lost and new to this app! 😂😂😭

#jungkook x oc #jeon jungkook #jjk #bts fanfic #jungkook fanfic #jungkook smut #jungkook x original character #bts jungkook #jungkook #bangtan #bangtan sonyeondan #jungkook fluff #soft girl #pinkcore #jeon jungguk

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hajimakitten · 6 months

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𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘽𝙀𝙎𝙏 𝙊𝙁 𝙈𝙀. | OT7 BTS reverse harem

author's notes: hey, guys! it's been a long time since i wrote something on here, so i'm super excited to get a full story going. i have to say that i'm ready to see what happens between ryley and bts. who do you think is going to try their hardest to make things work first?

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The Return of Bangtan | Chapter One

Under the neon glow of Seoul's cityscape, the air was buzzing with an electric anticipation that could only mean one thing: BTS was back. After the members had dutifully served their time in the military, the city was ripe with chatter and speculation about their grand return to the stage. In a sprawling dance studio tucked away in the great HYBE building, seven silhouettes moved with a kinetic energy that belied their time away from the spotlight. Beads of sweat glistened on their foreheads as they ran through the choreography for what must have been the hundredth time that evening. The mirrored walls reflected their precise movements, a symphony of popping joints and sharp intakes of breath; they were the epitome of synchrony. "Okay, let's take five," Namjoon called out, his voice a mixture of authority and warmth. The leader of the group always knew just how to tread the line between discipline and comfort. The members collapsed onto the floor, a tangle of limbs and laughter. Jin, ever the oldest and self-proclaimed 'Worldwide Handsome', sprawled out dramatically, claiming he was too old for such intense practice sessions. Taehyung laughed, nudging Jin with his foot, while Jimin playfully mimicked Jin's dramatics, causing a ripple of laughter to pass through the group. Yoongi, eyes closed, was lost in the music playing in his earbuds, tapping out a beat on his knee that was probably meant for their next hit song. Hoseok, the group's sunshine, handed out bottles of water with a bright smile, while Jungkook flexed his muscles and complained about how the military had made him too buff for some of his older clothes. In the midst of all this, their fearless leader stood by the windows, peering out into the city. "We've got to make this comeback concert the best one yet," he mused. "It's not just about the music; it's about the message. It's about the connection." They all knew the weight of his words. This wasn't just another concert; it was a reunion with their ARMY, a testament to their growth, and a declaration that they were still here, still strong. As the evening waned, the group rehearsed their vocals, their voices harmonizing in a way that felt like coming home. The new single was a bold mix of genres, a testament to their evolution as artists and individuals. It was a track that promised to get their fans' hearts racing. The days flew by, a blur of rehearsals, wardrobe fittings, and press interviews. Before they knew it, the night of the comeback concert had arrived. The air backstage was a cocktail of nerves and excitement. The group huddled together, their hands stacked in the middle of the circle. "Bangtan! Bangtan! Bang-bang-tan!" they chanted, their rallying cry since their debut days, a reminder of the journey they had embarked on together.

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Ryley could hardly contain her excitement as she rifled through her closet, searching for the perfect outfit to wear to the BTS concert. Samantha, her best friend and partner in all things Bangtan, sat on the bed behind her, giggling at Ryley's frenzied energy. "Ryley, calm down! You're going to have a blast no matter what you wear," Samantha teased, tossing a pillow at her friend. "I know, I know," Ryley said, trying to rein in her enthusiasm. "But this is BTS we're talking about! I have to look perfect!" After what felt like hours of deliberation and outfit changes, Ryley finally settled on a trendy ensemble that she hoped would catch the eye of her bias, Namjoon. She twirled in front of the mirror, admiring her reflection. As they made their way to the concert venue, Ryley couldn't stop jokingly talking about how she and BTS were soulmates. Samantha rolled her eyes but couldn't help but smile at her friend's infectious excitement. "You know, Ry, I think you might be taking things a bit too far," Samantha joked. Ryley shrugged, undeterred. "I just really feel like I'm meant to be here. Y'know?" Samantha chuckled. "Sure, sure. Just don't faint when you lock eyes with Namjoon, okay?" Ryley playfully nudged her friend as they joined the throngs of fans streaming into the concert venue. The energy was electric, and Ryley felt her heart race with anticipation. As the night progressed and BTS took the stage, Ryley got lucky with a space close to the stage and managed to lock eyes with Namjoon, and she felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her. She could see the intensity in his gaze, the passion in his performance, and she found herself captivated by the depth of his presence. But as much as she felt drawn to him, she couldn't quite grasp the meaning of it all. Was this what soulmates were supposed to feel like? Or was it just the magic of being in the presence of her favorite idol? Lost in a whirlwind of emotions and music, Ryley danced and sang along with the rest of the crowd, feeling like she was part of something bigger than herself. And as the concert came to a close, she couldn't help but wonder if maybe, just maybe, there was something more to this connection with Namjoon than she had ever imagined.

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The concert was a whirlwind of pyrotechnics, heart-stopping dance breaks, and soulful ballads that left the crowd screaming for more. The energy in the stadium was palpable, a living, breathing entity that fed the members' performance. It was during their encore, the stage awash with soft purple light, that Namjoon's gaze drifted over the sea of Army Bombs. And there, in the crowd, his eyes landed on Ryley. She wasn't particularly different from the rest at first glance, her hair a cascade of waves, her hands up in the air, moving to the rhythm of the music. But there was something about her, an inexplicable pull that had him pausing mid-verse. Jin, noticing the hiccup, followed Namjoon's gaze and nudged Yoongi, pointing subtly. One by one, each member's attention was drawn to Ryley, and with each pair of eyes that found her, the same unspoken thought reverberated through their minds: 'Soulmate.' The music swelled around them, but in that moment, the world seemed to narrow down to the connection that crackled like static in the space between the stage and the crowd. She was just another face in a sea of thousands, but to BTS, she was a beacon, shining with a light that seemed to whisper of destiny. There was something about her, a feeling that she was meant to be part of their journey, a piece of a puzzle they didn't know was missing.

As the final notes of the song rang out and the stadium erupted in applause, they exchanged looks, each member's expression a mix of awe and confusion. "Did you all—" Jin began backstage, only to be met with a collective nod. "Yeah, we did," Yoongi confirmed, the ever-stoic rapper showing a rare flicker of curiosity. "Guys, we can't just all have a soulmate in the crowd," Hoseok laughed, trying to dispel the tension, even as his heart raced with the same bewildering emotion. Jimin simply smiled, a quiet acknowledgment of the shared experience, while Taehyung mused aloud, "But what if we do?" Jungkook, ever the pragmatic one, chimed in, "We'll probably never see her again, so let's not get carried away." Yet, as they left the stage, the image of Ryley lingered, a mysterious beacon in the night that refused to fade away. The members of BTS were no strangers to strange occurrences—after all, their entire career had been a series of serendipitous events—but this felt different.

This felt personal.

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I hope Jimin had sex with a woman at least once in his life because it would be just unfair if no woman ever had him 😔 all of this gentleness, pleasing and teasing tendencies, carefulness, piercing and a bit scary intensity, gorgeous out if this world eyes and lips, strong and enduring body, excellent self control, passion, sensuality, dancing skills, powerful and hard inner core, emotional intelligence and everything else. People really love to ignore that he is a damn great sugar daddy. He loves spoiling people he loves. The only problem I have with jikook as a couple is the fact that they damn surely would be monogamous and possessive of each other which means no heterosexual sexual intercourse for Jimin on the side 😔 no big soft female boobs but jk's 😔 no lucky woman to have Jimin 😔 what about feminism??? Why should we as women suffer because jk doesn't share??? It's honestly rude, insensitive and inconsiderate of our feelings.

Saying it as an extremely possessive, monogamous and territorial person, but Jimin NEEDS to be for the streets, he NEEDS to be shared and loved by many, especially women, he SHOULD have a harem so as many gorgeous people as possible can show him their love

(Please, Jimin, if you are reading it from your barracks, just one chance, bro, just one...)

Ooooohhh he can be my sugar daddy bark bark woof woof arrrrooooooooooooooooooooooooo🤭🤭🤭🤭

This is the craziest shit I ever read 😩🤣🤣🤣

But why the emphasis on women though like bitch fight for yourself this ain't a movement

Also you make it sound like only women deserve nice things but like yall can't even throw it back like that🙄

That's it, I'm sending you to the mental ward😩🤣

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Flames Of Love | PJM

Pairing: prince! Jimin x fem! concubine! Reader

Summary: A tragedy. A new reign. A cruel order given by the king. Prince Jimin was forced to leave his home in the palace while trying to save both his and your life. Yet you both ended up burning in the flames of your love. Wrong time. Wrong life. Right person and a story that crumbled to the ashes of destiny.

Warnings: fluff, angst, character death, poison, alcohol consumption, mentions of sex, cruelty, royal au, historical au, fratricide, suicide, feelings of fear, frustration and anguish, harem, mentions of a contagious disease, (let me know if I missed anything!)

Word Count: 2.1k words

~Prompt 4: Snuggling by a cozy fireplace

~Snowflakes divider by @samspenandsword

~Prompt list by @flightlessangelwings

A/N: This was inspired by historical facts during the Ottoman Empire as well as Romeo & Juliet, please enjoy and let me know your thoughts in the comments!

Snow was falling from the dark skies, the winds were strong, breaking through the thick branches of the tall trees. You shivered, tightening your outer robe around you as if it would help chase the cold away.

You felt an even thicker robe fall onto your shoulders, you looked up only to spot Prince Jimin sitting down next to you.

"Wouldn't you be cold, Your Highness?"

He smiled softly at you, his arm going over your shoulders as he pressed you to his side.

"No, your love warms my heart, Queen of my heart."

You sighed, eyes trained on the improvised fireplace you both had made inside the cave you were hiding. The flames were reflected in your (e/c) eyes as you allowed yourself to get hypnotised by the burning fire.

Jimin bit his lower lip in worry, fighting a shiver that threatened to travel down his spine. He had been on the run for three months now, winter had started and he knew he had to leave the kingdom before the cold would get even more crude.

The young prince had lived a luxurious and care-free life but his peace crumbled down like a paper plane when his older brother ascended the throne. According to tradition, the king must murder his brothers to keep the order during his reign.

He was wanted in order to get killed.

And this situation only escalated when he selfishly took you to escape with him. You were one of his concubines in the harem yet he only wanted you. To him, you were a red rose in a garden of white daisies. Every woman in his harem was of an enchanting beauty yet you, to his eyes, were mesmerizingly beautiful. Inside and out.

If he hadn't taken you with him, you would be dead by now considering you were his woman and couldn't ever bed with any other man.

Times were difficult and life was cruel. Jimin left with you by his side for he couldn't fathom the thought of your death because of him. Of leaving you behind in the palace and causing your demise all because you had fallen in love with him.

If he were to die, he'd die with you. Though to society you were a mere concubine, to him you were his Queen. The woman who commanded his heart and thoughts. He loved you. Just as ardently as the flames that danced in front of him on that hectic winter night.

"Have you heard of Min Yoongi, Your Highness? They said he was arrested."

Your whispered words brought him out of his thoughts. He sighed, resting his chin over your head as he closed his eyes, in desperation or redemption he could no longer tell.

"I did, (y/n). We won't be able to escape in his boat next Monday."

A moment of silence passed by, only the sound of the flames cracking in front of you and the strong wind whistling outside could be heard alongside your beating heart for the man who held you so affectionately.

"Will the king kill him?"

Your voice made his heart shatter in millions of pieces. You sounded so scared, so broken. Lost. When he had once listened to your voice command, he had heard the melodious sound of your laugh and your soft whispers under the moonlight as you both rested under his silky sheets.

"I don't think so. Yoongi is a clever man, he knows what to do."

You nodded against Jimin's chest in silent agreement though your heart still ached for the soft yet stoic man who had been willing to help the prince and you escape without hesitation.

Jimin looked behind him, spotting the last reserve of wine in his possession. He had personally saved that one for when this moment would come, hoping with his entire being that he wouldn't need to use it.

His right hand reached for it with trembling fingers. His own heart clenched at the thought of what he was about to do. You snuggled deeper into his embrace and tears clouded his vision.

"Let's enjoy our last wine, mmh? Are you thirsty?"

You nodded at his question and he brought the bottle up to your lips, allowing you to drink as much as you pleased. When you were done, Jimin brought the bottle up to his lips, hesitating to drink from it. Yet his mind was made when you buried your head in his chest.

He drank the wine and dropped the bottle to the side, rolling on the dirty ground.

"Isn't it beautiful? The fire, I mean."

He chuckled softly, tears gathering in his eyes at what he had done. To you, to him, to you both. If he were to go to hell, he wouldn't mind it for he had already been in heaven when you were by his side.

"You are more beautiful, (y/n) of mine."

You looked up at him, your eyes met his in an intimate dance of emotions. He didn't know he was crying until your hand rested on his cheek, your thumb wiping the lonely tear that had left his eye.

"Don't cry, my prince. We'll find a way to leave this kingdom. We'll get married and live like we have always dreamt of."

He smiled through his tears, his eyes closed with the motion and you couldn't help but smile as well.

"We will, my beautiful (y/n). You'll be mine and I'll be yours."

In this lifetime or the next one, my love.

Your head rested once more against his chest, your hands around his waist as your eyes focused once more on the flickering flames.

"Can you sing to me, prince of my soul? That song I like."

Could he deny you in a moment like this? Never. He had never denied you anything you wanted, anything your heart desired was yours with just a word leaving your lips. And now, when you both were on the brink of death, chased down to die and burning with the flames of love from the heavens above, if you wanted him to sing, he'd sing until no voice would remain in his throat or the poison he just drank took his life first.

His soft voice resonated across the walls of the cave, you smiled with your eyes closed, feeling a tiredness seep into your bones. The melody you had heard plenty of times before sounded now like an angel whispering in your ear the secrets of the universe.

"I love you, Jimin."

You whispered and he was barely able to hear those words leave your lips. His arms tightened around you, feeling as you fell asleep next to him while snuggling together by a cosy fireplace. Your hands went limp on his lap as you succumbed to the tiredness that suddenly invaded your body.

You fell asleep in his arms, never to wake up again. Jimin let out a sob, holding your body impossibly close to him as tears left his eyes and ran down his cheeks like endless rivers of pain, of desperation and guilt.

"I love you too, my (y/n). Queen of my existence."

He laid you down on the thin blanket behind you both with him by your side, already feeling the effects of the poison taking control of his mind.

His eyes closed, inhaling the smell of your hair for the last time before his heart froze in time next to yours. The last beat of his heart was dedicated to you and the life you had dreamed together, hoping to meet in the next life in simplicity yet still with the flames of love burning like the sun.

The next morning, the sun illuminated the snow-covered paths. The light reflected over the white thickness that had fallen from the sky and the ground looked like it was covered in diamonds.

Kim Namjoon, Captain of the King's private army galloped through the forest, his soldiers behind him.

The man of noble origin had been tasked by the king himself to find his brother, kill the concubine he had escaped with and bring the prince to his presence.

Namjoon's heart ached at the thought of what fate was going to deliver to you and Jimin. All because he was born after the now king, all because you had fallen in love with him. All because the fire of your love didn't melt the ice of the cruel law that chained Jimin to live in fear for both his and your life.

Namjoon had been following Prince Jimin's steps since he escaped the palace yet he brought the young prince as much time as he could, hoping you and Jimin would get the chance to escape the kingdom.

However, the king was growing impatient and sent yet another Captain to look for his brother and the woman he had claimed for himself. This only put even more pressure over Captain Kim Namjoon who wanted to at least spare your life.

He had met you before, in one of Prince Jimin's parties he organised every season of the year. He could tell why the prince had fallen deeply in love with you. Viewing you as if you were his Queen and he were a mere peasant not worthy of even breathing near you.

"Captain! I see a small cave, maybe His Highness and Lady (y/n) hid there during last night's storm."

A younger soldier by the name of Jeon Jungkook and Namjoon's right hand spoke against the freezing breeze that cut through the dried branches of the tall trees.

Namjoon sighed when he spotted the cave, directing his black horse to walk in that direction without a word. Jungkook and the rest of his soldiers followed him with only the crunch sound under the horses hooves resonated over the quiet forest.

Nothing would have prepared Namjoon for what he saw once he entered the cave, Jungkook was by his side. Both men were speechless as they saw the frozen body of Prince Jimin embracing you, his concubine and lover in this lifetime.

"They are dead, aren't they?"

Asked the younger soldier. Namjoon took a deep breath, eyes landing on the burnt sticks of the fireplace that only a couple of hours ago were still alive.

He picked up the empty bottle of wine, the only container he saw laying around. Namjoon smelled it, only to retrieve the bottle from his nose the next second.

"Poison. I'd say they drank it last night. That fire was still alive earlier today."

A melancholy invaded the men's hearts, like claws of a demon that threatened to crush their hearts. Was this the consequence of time? Of love? Was death the only solution Jimin saw for you both?

"I don't think they suffered at the end. Maybe they chose to die in their own terms, by their own hand. Together until the end."

Namjoon let out a deep sigh after the soft words that left Jungkook's lips. The oldest one turned to look at his friend and subordinate, his eyes were serious with a sadness lingering in his dark orbs.

"Listen to me, Jungkook. You saw nothing here, you understand?"

The doe-eyed man nodded, jaw clenched as he gazed at the man he admired the most in this world.

"I understand, Captain Kim."

With that, both of them exited the cave with slow steps and heavy hearts. Namjoon stood in front of his soldiers as he said in a strong voice.

"This cave will be sealed. A really decayed body is inside and I suspect it was infected with some kind of unknown disease. In order to keep His Majesty's reign safe, no-one will ever enter this place again."

The men obeyed their Captain's orders, sealing the cave with heavy rocks, hiding the tragedy of love behind that wall of stones.

Namjoon made his horse turn around, his soldiers following behind him in respect and loyalty. Jungkook glanced at his friend and superior, reading the melancholy in the man's eyes as he rode ahead.

Namjoon questioned himself if what he did was right. He didn't have it in himself to separate Jimin from you when the decision of parting together was made. He'd respect that; the final desire to rest together until you both could meet in the next life.

He only hoped the flames of love would still burn within you, a concubine seen as the Queen of the prince's heart. An innocent love lost by cruel rules. A destiny fueled by death with only embers lasting as the proof of the flames of love between you and Jimin.

December/23/2023

☕Caffeinate me so I can keep on writing! ☕

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Chapter 50: Ready to Play...

💜Fic Pairing: OT7 x OFC

💜AU/Genre: Reverse Harem/Polyfidelity/AMBW/Ghosts

💜Warnings: Adult Language/Adult Content/Murder/Blood/Attack by stalker/Strangulation/Magik/Spells/Rituals/Bondage

💜Rating: MA

💜Word Count: 7,445

To say that these past couple of days have been eventful would be an understatement and the crew is more than pleased that it’s finally over. Even with the tensions still high in the house, Tia takes comfort in knowing that she hasn’t had to be in this house alone and knowing that her men will do anything to keep her safe.

“Well, today has been…interesting,” Jin says to Tia after the other men leave them in the library to speak privately. Some of the guys head upstairs, unwinding for the evening, minus Taehyung and Jungkook who leave briefly but return before Hoseok and Namjoon who have gone to the hospital to see John.

“That it has,” she rasps, hating that this conversation feels more like a goodbye is on its way. “I can’t thank you enough for all that you’ve done for me. I can only imagine what you’ve been through after coming here.”

“Me? I only did what I could do to help. It has been worth it, though, because I was able to meet you guys.” He returns Tia’s bashful smile and after a short pause, Jin continues, “How are you feeling now that things have settled down? Now that Tilly and the guys are gone?”

“It’s crazy because, of course, I’m glad that all the drama is finally over, but I feel like a part of me is missing. Like, I don’t know what to do next. I don’t know what to do with myself without her. I’m so confused,” she says, pausing to collect herself. “I don’t even know which experiences, which choices of my life were mine and which parts were hers. ”

“Wow. I can’t imagine how confusing things must feel for you right now. Like, it’s bittersweet. Tilly was a part of you and had been with you for your entire life, but I’m sure you are ecstatic that things are over with those brothers, seeing as it sounds like you all have been through hell thanks to them,” he empathizes after hearing the details of what they endured thanks to the Burtons. He can remember how upset and angry he felt as Tia and the guys filled him in. The anger that bubbled to the surface was akin to hearing of someone hurting your family. Something much more than one may typically feel for individuals they just met.

Family. That’s it!

The connection that he feels to these people is like family…people you would do absolutely anything for and in order to protect. “Look, I know you don’t know me like that but I believe that you will be able to figure things out for yourself. You’re not giving yourself enough credit, Tia. You are still just as smart, beautiful, and gifted alone as you were with Tilly.”

“You are so sweet. Thank you for saying that.” She didn’t realize how much she needed to hear it until he spoke it aloud. “That really means a lot, especially coming from an overachiever like yourself,” Tia says and looks up mischievously at Jin.

“Huh?”

“I mean, you saved my life two times within two days… A bit excessive, don’t you think?” She has always coped with humor, whether to deal with her trauma, in uncomfortable situations, or when given compliments.

The laugh he let out seems to come from his soul, and seems to warm Tia’s. His deep rumble of laughter is like music to her ears and she needs to hear this as often as possible. This side of him makes her take notice of how handsome he really is. Yeah, she thought he was handsome from the moment they locked eyes. If she's being honest, even his voice, the life raft she clung to yesterday, is attractive. But it's something about watching the joy wash over his face that catches her off guard. There is no other man, excluding her loves, on the face of this earth more handsome than Jin. Mr. Worldwide Handsome.

He finally catches his breath and says, “ You have jokes, huh? Well, I must admit that this is a first for me. You going to these lengths to make an impression on me is odd, but I’m here for it.”

“All I heard was that I’ve made an impression on you. Hopefully a good one.”

“A great one,” he replies, which causes Tia to flash a half-suppressed smile with Jin matching her banter.

“Again. I really hope that I’m not overstepping when I say this-” he starts.

“Jin, I promise that I will not take offense to anything you have to say, but please…Stop saying things like that. You are not ‘overstepping’ at all and I do know you! I’ve, evidently, known you my entire life. Yesterday, I could feel you even before I saw you, and meeting your past self today just confirmed that feeling. You belong here with us; with me.”

After taking a moment to allow the tightness in his throat to subside, Jin speaks with tears brimming at his waterline. “Wow. I didn’t realize how much I needed to hear that from you,” he says, mirroring Tia’s unspoken thoughts. “Honestly, this is the first time I’ve felt like I truly belonged anywhere. When I laid eyes on your face for the first time yesterday, even considering the circumstances, I wanted to be there for you, to comfort you, to make sure you were okay. It doesn’t make sense the way that I was ready to do any and everything to ensure your safety. The way that I was drawn to you, to all of you, I had a feeling that this connection would be something special. When I had to leave to go to the police station, I felt like someone was ripping my heart from my chest. I wanted nothing more than to stay here with you. To take care of you. And if that wasn’t enough, seeing the spirit of the man I was in my past life definitely confirmed it all for me, too.”

A comfortable silence surrounds them as they sit simply enjoying each other’s presence before Tia asks, “Oh, you were saying something before?”

“I was just going to say, about the guys earlier…”

“Yeah?”

“Tia,” he pauses briefly. “Those men love you with everything that they are. Hell, the way that I feel about you... I’d do anything to make sure you are okay and this is just day one for us. You can’t be mad at those men for loving you the way that they do. They are just as upset as you are, only thinking of putting themselves between you and danger. Shit, after hearing about Tilly’s life with her guys, we’ve felt this way for a couple of lifetimes now. Just like you want to protect them, we want to protect you.”

“I know, but…”

“No but, Tia. Please, just try to be more understanding instead of defensive. Can you do that? For me?”

“Yes. I will,” Tia agrees, very receptive to Jin’s gentle dominance.

The pair continues to talk with him telling her more about himself, his upbringing, and his profession. He even tells her about his day leading up to him meeting them.

“Holy shit! So you came here to deliver food from your restaurant and got caught up in all of this?”

“Well, I don’t see it like that. I’m thankful, actually. Looking back over my day, while I had no intentions to partake in an adventure, life had other plans. I had no intentions to go into the restaurant yesterday morning but one of my guys just happened to call in sick, so I was helping out, just being a team player-”

“Being a good boss and leading by example,” Tia adds.

“Trying to, yeah. And,” Jin pauses for a moment and shifts his body to face Tia, “honestly, this may sound crazy, but the entire day was strange. You know those days that just feel scripted? Like, of course you have free will to make your own decisions but you can also choose to follow the script. I felt compelled to go to the restaurant to help, compelled to carry my weapon, compelled to deliver your order…it’s like I was fated to come here. To meet you. Thankfully, the stars aligned in a very specific way, with their only goal for the day being to lead me to you and to the guys,” he says with a serious tone. “I just wish the circumstances were better for your sake.”

“I’m okay, I promise. My voice will be back to normal and my bruises will be all healed before we know it. I do think that it will take some time for us all to heal mentally, though. I can give you the contact information for my therapist, if you want, or maybe she could do a group session for all of us. I do realize that it’s not just about me and I’m not the only one that has had a tough couple of days. I was thinking about you last night but couldn’t reach out. I didn’t have your contact information. But, how are you? I’m sure you didn’t plan on being traumatized by being put in a situation where you’d have to do what you had to do, either.”

“Yeah, you’re right. It’s definitely been rough. I’ve not been able to get the image out of my mind. Honestly, I’ve never even had to use my firearm to harm another person, only shooting at the range and at targets. Shit, let’s just call it what it is. I killed someone, Tia. I’m a murderer and taking that man’s life and the visions of the aftermath will haunt me for the rest of my life, that’s for sure.” he pauses in an attempt to hold back his tears, however the pain he is feeling is evident to Tia. “But, I only did what I had to do, right? This doesn’t make me a bad person. I didn’t have a choice. Right?”

“Oh, Jin,” Tia says as she watches the tears finally fall from his eyes and she reaches out to rub them away with her thumb before pulling him into the warmest embrace, caressing his back. She lets him cry, his shoulders heaving as he silently sobs into her shirt. Unable to hold back her own tears, she tries to take some of his pain, hoping to ease the burden on his heart.

“I’m thankful the stars decided to send you here, too. Not only because the day could have ended very differently had you not come, but because, I got to meet you, to talk to you, to hear your voice, to touch you,” Tia says as her heart pounds in her chest. She wonders if he can feel it as she’s so close to him right now.

Eventually, he pulls back and looks at Tia, watching as she nervously shifts her eyes between his, taking in his features, and he does the same. Her eyes trace the line of his full, plush lips wanting nothing more in this moment than to feel them against her own. The sweet smell of vanilla that he’s come to find comfort in seems to intensify, the aroma damn near inebriating and irresistible, causes his mouth to water.

Something about her last statement causes Jin to chase the satiation he’s been craving all fucking day. He cups the back of her neck, pulling her closer. Their lips collide passionately conveying the desire that's been simmering all day.

This kiss is deep and enchanting, causing her to leak with desire. Tiny whimpers and moans collect between the both of them, the anticipation and their need for each other is obvious. He reaches over to pull Tia toward him, and without pulling away from the kiss, she goes willingly, finding herself straddling his lap and wrapped up in his arms. The heat from her core warms his now hardened dick and it jumps underneath her, begging for release, to feel her warmth smear across his skin.

Tia nearly shatters and her tummy begins to tingle when he takes her bottom lip into his mouth, giving it a few firm sucks, then licks it, creating a contrast of sensations. When his tongue slithers into her mouth, he uses it to explore, much like he would if her were eating her out. And for that, he can not wait! His heart is racing at the thought of the other guys walking in on them, but it's almost like he can't control himself. He has to have her. His big hands finds their way to the rounds of her ass, and he massages them firmly, enjoying how thick and soft she feels. Tia moans even more, she nibbles at his lower lip, and begins to rock her hips slightly. They are so drunk off of each other, it would take something extraordinary to pry them apart. Just as Jin slides his hands up to her hips and starts to tug at the waistband of her underwear, she stops him.

'Don’t forget your bath. You need to cleanse that negative energy completely.'

Tia pulls away from the kiss, slightly startled, breathing heavily after hearing the sweet, southern voice in her head. She is so happy to still be connected to Tilly and is now using her discernment to listen to the call. Unfortunately, this also means that her heated exchange with Mr. Worldwide Handsome has to come to a halt.

“Fuck. I am so sorry, Jin," she whispers with her forehead against his. "I would love to continue this in a bit, but I have to fully cleanse myself of all the negative energy. I want to start anew, with a clean slate, with you, and this is the way that I can protect us all,” Tia informs him, hoping to not upset him.

“You don’t have to apologize or explain yourself to me. Do what you gotta do,” he says calmly, then pauses. “I’d better get out of here anyway. Things are going so fast and it’s already getting late. I don’t want to intrude.”

His response is like a breath of fresh air, with her only experiencing this caliber of man since initially meeting Jungkook. These men have opened her eyes to what true love and real men look like. They have also introduced her to the ability to speak her mind and her opinions without fear of pushing them away or them getting angry, taking her words as rejection. With their unconventional relationship, she seems to be blossoming and growing with the men as her fertilizer.

Jin had been at their house since late morning and now the sun has gone down completely. The hours seemed to fly by, maybe because they’ve been so busy the majority of the day fighting demons. Tia doesn’t realize when her bottom lip pokes out into a pout. She doesn't want him to leave tonight. She doesn't want him to leave, period.

“You don’t have to go. I mean, I don’t want you to go but if you have to, I’ll understand,” she says, now looking down at him from her perch on his lap. His already plump lips are now adorned by a beautiful shade of pink and they are slightly swollen.

“Are you sure?” Looking into her eyes, he searches for any indication of her granting permission for him to stay. She only has to say the word, because just as much as she wants him to stay, he wants to stay, too. Tia nods as her face brightens up with joy. “I don’t have anything going on and would love to stay here with you all if it's okay with everyone."

"Yeeeeeeeeeeees!" She hugs him tightly and her desire for him to be here warms his heart. It heats even more when she lets him know that the others will love to have him as well.

"Okay then, I'm all yours. Is there anything I can do to help?”

Tia leads Jin into the kitchen to collect the things she prepared earlier. He carries the blended herbs, following her upstairs as she rambles on about what each herb is good for and the cleansing process. He holds the glass container up to his face, trying to make out the small fragments of each ingredient.

“That’s amazing and it smells so good,” he says after sniffing at the lid. “So, essentially, this bath in combination with the smudging and the floor wash you did earlier will fully rid your environment of the negativity you’ve come in contact with these past couple of months.”

“Bingo. All of this will also continue to protect us from any ill-will from the Burton family and anybody else for that matter, combating whatever hex or tie they have to us. I grew up watching my mother do a refresh monthly, but I must admit, I’ve been slacking. I can’t help but wonder if my negligence has made us more susceptible to attacks.”

Upstairs, they find some of the guys already showered, sprawled across the massive bed giggling at something that Tia and Jin missed out on.

“What’s funny? We wanna laugh, too,” she jokes.

“Jagi! Bath time?”

“Yeah. I want to go ahead and get this done before I get too tired and lazy,” Tia answers Taehyung, who hops up from snuggling with Jimin to help get her bath ready.

“I’ll be right back. You forgot to grab something to drink. You’ll need to stay hydrated,” Jimin says.

“Huh?” Tia is obviously confused by Jimin’s statement but he’s already shuffling down the stairs before she gets her answer.

“I’ll grab your clothes,” Yoongi says. His tone is strange; sarcastic even, but Tia doesn’t give it much thought.

Jin is fascinated watching everyone’s initiative, completing a task so that Tia has one less thing to do. It seems like second nature for them. He hands the jar over to Taehyung and watches as he and Tia disappear into the bathroom. Admittedly, he feels a bit out of place, now, being the only one left in the room not assisting in some way.

“Jin! Will you come keep me company?” Tia yells to him from the bathroom just before Taehyung starts the water.

Jin walks into the massive ensuite to see Tia sitting on her vanity chair waiting and can partially see Taehyung through the fogged glass. Jin’s mind is blown as he takes in the beauty of the modern transparent, enclosed wet room that not only houses a soaking tub but also a double shower. He can tell that a lot of thought was put into this design and it seems it would be convenient and comfortable for all of them to share.

Tia and Taehyung yell over the sound of the water explaining what they are doing to a completely naked Jungkook. With frothy white lather covering his skin, he listens intently with his head sticking out from the glass door. He stares at Tia, wide eyed, with his mouth agape, taking in all that she’s saying. Beads of water sneak down the length of his hair that falls over his forehead, with some droplets catching a ride to combine and travel down his face. Once the cleansing process is described in detail completely, he flashes a smile to Jin then disappears back into the foggy expanse of the shower.

Jin stands with his back against the sink, unable to tear his eyes away from them. Just then, Jungkook turns off the shower and steps out onto the shower mat, fully comfortable with his manhood on display. Even though he’s not erect, there is a heaviness to it and his print is still visible even after he wraps his towel around his hips. When he speaks, he snaps Jin from his thoughts.

“You can go inside or have a seat on the vanity chair. Whichever is more comfortable for you,” he says, relieving some of Jin’s tension.

Another POV

“Y’all feel that?” Jungkook asks the guys as he’s coming into the main bedroom with his pajamas, preparing for his shower.

“Hell yeah! Tia is giving Little Caesars,” Taehyung answers, cuddling up with Jimin in bed. Jimin covers his face with his shirt, trying not to laugh as Jungkook just shakes his head with a smirk on his face. “I’m so ready for tonight.”

Looking thoroughly confused and slightly annoyed that it seems everyone is in on the joke but him, Yoongi asks, “Tae, what the fuck are you talking about? What does this feeling have to do with pizza? Tia is obviously aroused by Jin downstairs.”

“Bro, why are you like this?” Jungkook questions Taehyung, unable to contain his laughter, then steps into the bathroom.

“What? She is! Yoongi, can’t you feel that Tia is ‘hot and ready’? I can’t wait to have a taste,” he retorts with a deadpan expression, deadass serious, and only smiling because of the others’ laughter. Yoongi covers his smile when he sees Tia and Jin at the doorway.

“What’s so funny? We wanna laugh, too,” Tia announces when she walks into the bedroom with Jin following behind her. Her sudden appearance only causes the guys to laugh that much harder.

“Jagi! Bath time?”

Taehyung helps Tia prepare for her bath while Jungkook finishes his shower, then both men leave her to converse with Jin. Before standing up, Tia takes a couple of incense and a lighter from the vanity drawer, lights them, then places them onto the holder. When she gets up from her chair and begins to undress, Jin can’t help the rush of heat that crawls up his neck to spread across his face and ears. He’s seen the female frame numerous times before, but she is ethereal. In awe, he watches as the cotton material slides down the length of her plump, smooth skin exposing the roundness of her breasts and the fullness of her hips.

Jin bites his bottom lip, watching as her now damp panties begin to roll up onto themselves, resisting when being pulled down her thick thighs. His dick twitches at the sight of her; and the smell. Not only is she sexy, but it’s the way she steps out of the pile of clothes that circle her feet with such comfort and confidence that turns him on the most. She carries herself like she’s experienced this moment with him a million times before.

Tia walks through the shower to the back wall where the freestanding tub sits and steps into the steamy water. Jin watches as the flowers and fruit bits float atop of the water, drifting apart to make way for her to step in. He follows behind her to take a seat on the only dry wooden bench, closest to the tub. Once seated, her breasts float slightly amongst the ingredients. She takes a little water into her hand and reaches up to allow some to drip into her hair, onto the crown of her head.

Jin watches as Tia then cleanses her body, watching the delicate bubbles being left behind with each swipe. She glances at him, flashing the most heart-wrenching smile, looking like a goddess on a mission to steal his heart. He notices that when she rinses the suds, she starts from her neck, only going in downward motions. The sheen that the water creates on her skin makes her look even more tantalizing and the bits of petals that stick to her only adds to her goddess-like appearance. Tia stands after unstopping the tub’s drain, and does the same downward movements to the lower half of her body, allowing the water and ingredients to flow down the drain.

“With the combined power of each herb and fruit in this cleansing bath.

My intentions are to cleanse my mind and body of the negativity that has crossed my path.

With downward strokes I send it away from me,

to swirl down the drain and set me free.

As I step out of this bath, I am reborn, filled with love, light, and positive energy; my mind, body, and spirit restored.”

Jin remains silent this whole time, just keeping Tia company as she requested while trying to respect the process of her cleansing bath, but his curiosity is eating at him.

“Why did you rinse the lather off like that? And when you put the water on your head…It seemed very ritualistic and meticulous,” he mentions while helping Tia out of the bath, wrapping her in the large towel that was left on a hook for her.

“Thank you. Well, as I cleansed my skin of the day's dirt, sweat, or whatever else and cleansed myself of that negative energy, I released it all down the drain. Not swiping it up and around, but just down and away from me. Also, I didn’t want to get my hair soaking wet, that’s why I dripped the water onto my crown. Whenever I leave the house, over the next few days, I’ll cover my hair with a white headwrap, just to protect it as it’s one of the most powerful sources of energy. I’m feeling a little vulnerable after all of this, so I want to be safe.”

“Oh, wow. You are very knowledgeable when it comes to all of this. It’s quite fascinating. How long will you need to protect your crown?”

“Ummm, maybe a week. Well, it’s important to protect your energy in general, but when it comes to physically protecting it, it really just depends on how I’m feeling or whatever downloads I receive. I’m still learning so I honestly don’t have all of the answers to the practice.”

“I could talk to you about this all day. My eyes have definitely been opened today,” he says, rubbing the thick towel up and down her arms and back.

“So, you’re woke, huh?”

“Woke? Like, awake?”

Tia laughs at Jin’s response, and he smiles at her amusement. When they come out of the bathroom, the guys seem to be up to something and are all laughing again.

“What are y’all doing out here?” Tia looks around, studying their expressions after they disperse, and all signs are pointing to Taehyung. “Tae?”

“Damn, you’re good. You found the culprit immediately,” Yoongi says with a smirk.

“Snitch,” Taehyung jokes and erupts into laughter when Tia approaches his side of the bed to attack him with tickles.

“What did you say, huh? You’re a comedian now, I see. You’ve been kiki’ing ever since I came back up here,” Tia talks shit while tickling him breathless. “What did he say, Jimin? You’re laughing too?!”

“No!” Jimin yells when the attack is suddenly directed toward him. “Yoongi! Help,” he pleads when he’s able to catch his breath.

Jin watches this play out from the threshold of the bathroom, thoroughly entertained and in awe of how well all the guys get along with not an ounce of jealousy in sight. For him, however, it’s not from the other men, but that feeling does reside deep in the pit of his stomach.

I want this. I want this with them, too. How do I bring this up? Is this by invite only?

“Whatever,” Tia jokes, concluding the tickle session. “This ain’t over.”

“Is that a threat?” Taehyung takes the opportunity to grab Tia’s wrist, pulling her to cuddle between him and Jimin. “What you gonna do? Huh?” Not allowing her to answer, he kisses her softly before deepening the kiss. Jimin jumps right in, holding her to him with his hand pressed against her abdomen between her and Taehyung, and starts to kiss behind her ear. When Tia’s nails begin to gently dig into Taehyung’s chest and tiny moans begin to escape, he continues to tease her. “What are you going to do, Jagi? Tell me,” he asks, speaking against her lips.

“Tae,” Tia whispers, completely under his command.

“Yes, Jagiya? I’m listening,” his deep voice booming through his chest seems to send shivers down Tia’s spine. The moan she releases has each man hard as a rock and ready to please her by any means.

“Fuck,” Jin says to himself, enchanted by the passion and lust that’s quickly filling the room. He places his hands over his crotch in an attempt to hide the effects of what he’s witnessing. “How is it that you guys aren’t jealous of each other? This all seems too good to be true, but I love this,” he says to Jungkook and Yoongi who are the closest to him.

“Bro, we’ve all been where you are right now,” Jungkook informs him. “Wondering how this all works, if we’re weird for wanting to take part in it, and if we would even be invited to join. It feels strange at first to not have those jealous feelings but I’ve realized that we all just want Tia to be happy. I’m finding that as long as there is consideration and respect between us, there’s nothing to feel jealous about.”

“For real?” Jin is amazed to hear Jungkook verbalize all of the thoughts that are swirling through his mind.

“Seriously,” Yoongi says, then explains a synopsis of their experiences, how they all feel a sense of happiness when they see Tia happy, and the concept of compersion. “It’s basically the opposite of jealousy. But, let’s wait for Tia to speak about the details of our relationship. Just know that we feel that pull to you, as well. You’re one of us. Shit, you saw yourself among our past selves earlier. What more proof do you need, right?”

Yoongi has no idea that what he’s just said has healed a place within Jin that he doesn’t speak about, filling a void he’s experienced his whole life. That place that lacked the feelings of belonging and love explodes with a feeling Jin can only assume is akin to euphoria.

He finally gathers the courage to step closer to the side of the bed where Tia’s body is intertwined with Taehyung and Jimin. His heart is racing from the excitement of this new experience, eager to finally be immersed in the warmth of true love and acceptance.

Namjoon’s POV

Sitting in the hospital’s emergency room waiting area, surrounded by coughs, quiet chatter, and the cries of sick children is causing me to want to be back at home even more than usual. Sirens scream from the ambulances pulling into the parking lot and the throbbing pain in my shoulder is uncomfortable, but tolerable. The overstimulation of all of these sensations has me on the edge of my seat, pondering if medical attention is really necessary.

“Maybe we should just come back tomorrow. It’s getting late and the pain is not even that bad, for real,” I explain to Hoseok. “Let’s just go home.”

“Are you sure? You were pushed pretty hard, Namjoon.”

“Yeah, I know, but It’s feeling better already. I’m sure it’ll be fine after icing it for a few days.”

“Oh, no you don’t,” a voice announces as we’re standing to leave. “Tia texted to tell me you were coming and to make sure you were taken care of, so stop right there.”

“John! How are you?” He and Hoseok exchange greetings before John approaches me. I pull him into a bro hug, but when I lift my hand to pat his back, the sharp pain jars me, traveling down the length of my arm, and causes me to hiss and groan in pain.

“Feeling better already, huh?”

“Fuck you, Hoseok,” I say through clenched teeth but full of playful banter, then we follow John to the back.

I am beyond grateful that he has taken the time to come to check me out. After getting a few x-rays, a nurse escorts us to the patient room to wait for his prognosis.

“I can’t believe you were trying to go home. You are, obviously, in serious pain,” Hoseok says. “You miss Tia that much, huh?”

“You know me well. I miss her and the others always but I notice it’s worse when I’m uncomfortable. My thoughts are like stormy waters, waves crashing in my head, but when I’m at home, they are calm and still. That, and I hate hospitals.”

“That makes perfect sense. I get it. Even with all the madness that was going on around us, I am still more content there than anywhere else. Even more so than at my parents’ place which is where I should feel the most safe, you know?”

We continue to chat and bond over our common love until John knocks on the door then enters.

“Well, your x-rays look good and judging by the bruising around the area, it could have been much worse. What happened?”

I give him a summary of the events of the past couple of days, minus the attack, death, demons, and ghosts. Hoseok and I made sure to respect Tia’s right to tell him and Grey herself.

“Wow! I’m glad you weren’t further injured by the shards of glass and wood from the window. You definitely got lucky,” he says, “and I’m sure Taehyung will have that window repaired in no time. Alright, so, we’ll have to pop that joint back into place. I’ll send you home with some pain and anti-inflammatory meds to keep you comfortable. It’s downhill after this. Are you ready?”

Hoseok’s POV

I don’t think we were gone for even a couple of hours, thanks to receiving the VIP treatment in the ER. Namjoon begins to stir in the passenger seat as I pull into the driveway after taking the opportunity to rest thanks to the mild sedative he received at the hospital. John also sent him home with a real sling and an ice pack, along with the medicine.

“I hope you were able to get some good rest. How are you feeling?”

“Yeah, I did. I’m feeling much better now.” He reaches over to hold my hand. “Thank you so much for taking me,” he says.

“Of course. You know I got you,” I say, rubbing my thumb across his skin.

Once we open the front door, we are welcomed by the smell of home. Of Tia. Aware of what is likely going on upstairs, we decide to not announce ourselves, not wanting to interrupt anything, and climb the stairs to our bedroom. I’m assuming that the guys have set our plan into motion. At the bedroom door, we see Tia sandwiched between Taehyung and Jimin, with Jin leaning over the bed. He’s kissing her lips delicately with Tae licking and fondling her breasts. Jimin licks and kisses that sensitive spot at her nape that we’re all aware of before he peppers her back with wet kisses, slowly traveling down her spine. Jungkook is sitting on the chair, manspreading with his towel wide open, only serving as a barrier between his skin and the chair’s upholstery. His lips are parted as he’s breathing heavily, his hand rising and falling slowly caressing the smooth skin of his penis. Yoongi is enjoying the show, leaning against the wall, mouth ajar with his tongue playing at the corner of his mouth. His hand is stroking his bulge through his thin pajama pants.

“Fuck,” Namjoon and I voice in unison, completely entranced by the scene before us. Jungkook and Yoongi notice us at the door and smile welcomingly. I was hoping to be able to shower before we begin tonight’s activities, and Namjoon mentions it as if he can read my mind.

“Hey, I’m going to take a quick shower. Are you coming?”

“Yeah, I need to freshen up and I want to help you, too. Go ahead and start the water. I’ll grab clothes for us to wear later.”

After I grab our things, I make my way toward the bedroom. I must admit, when passing Yoongi as he’s standing next to the door, I briefly picture myself kneeling in front of him to free his throbbing dick from its cotton confines. My mouth waters at the visual and I can imagine his smooth skin brushing against my lips, sliding across my tongue, and traveling down my throat. I’ve never had any desire to be with a man sexually before meeting these guys, now I’m not opposed to it. Hell, I’m looking forward to it.

When we lock eyes, I wonder if my desire for him is shining through mine, able to be seen as I can see in his eyes. As I’m passing through the bathroom door, I can’t resist the urge and reach out to stroke his forearm with a feather light touch, taking notice of the veins bulging through his skin under my fingertips. As he continues to stroke himself, he takes his bottom lip between his teeth, closes his eyes, and leans his head against the wall as I disappear through the door.

Inside, I find Namjoon removing the sling before attempting to take off his shirt.

“Here. Let me,” I offer and he accepts immediately. I hold the shirt, allowing him to pull his left arm out then snake it over his head and down his hurt arm. I feel the need to ask permission before removing his pants and underwear. “May I?”

“Yes.”

I lean over to pull his bottoms down, and I’m taken aback when my fingers graze his skin. My heartbeat quickens and I notice that his breathing deepens. The look in his eyes and the way his dick springs up to his stomach lets me know that he’s just as shocked at this feeling as I am. Shocked at the need to be closer to him.

Yoongi’s POV

The sexual tension in the house is thick and I find myself enjoying the feeling of suffocating under its weight. Between the sounds that Tia is making, the scene before me, and the feeling of Hoseok’s fingers scorching my skin is driving me insane. I’m in need of relief. I continue to tease myself, unable to tear my eyes away from the three pieces of my heart in human form, mixed and tangled onto each other on the bed, I’m unsure what limbs belong to whom. Jin is now laying behind Taehyung’ who has disappeared under the covers still fondling Tia’s breasts. Jimin is also under the covers behind Tia, doing God knows what, but whatever it is, it’s apparent that she’s enjoying it.

Jin devours her lips, swallowing her moans and whimpers. I’m so incredibly turned on, my knees are beginning to get weak. Jungkook catches my attention, pointing into the bathroom. I look through the door and see Hoseok and Namjoon’s silhouettes in the fogged shower, with Hoseok holding Namjoon close to him, kissing him passionately. Fuck, I don’t know how much more of this I can take. I’m so turned on and yet there is a sense of relief. Seeing those two like that in the shower makes me feel safe to explore the thoughts I’ve been having. The scene soothes the ache, the longing I’ve been pushing down for so long.

Jungkook’s POV

It’s becoming tougher to fight the urge for relief as the minutes pass. Yoongi seems to be struggling just as bad as, if not more than, I am. Namjoon and Hoseok finally emerge from the bathroom, both sporting similar attire to myself, white plush towels wrapped around their waists.

“Are we ready?” I ask, to which the men nod in agreement. “Yoongi, where did you put her ‘clothes’?”

He reaches under the duvet on the side of the bed closest to us to reveal her outfit for the night.

“Hey, guys. Sorry to interrupt, but it’s time for Tia to get dressed,” Yoongi announces which causes Taehyung and Jimin to excitedly appear.

“Noooooooo,” Tia whines breathlessly.

“Don’t worry baby. We have all night,” Hoseok reassures her. “Come here.”

Jin gets up and helps her climb over Taehyung and off the bed, leaving her towel somewhere discarded in the linens, then brings her over to us.

“What are you guys up to? What do you mean it’s time for me to get dressed?”

He stands her with her back to us and Yoongi begins. He places kisses on her skin before he pulls the leather collar around her neck and adjusts the strap down the center of her back.

“Ah, that’s cold,” Tia cries when the metal ring swings, making contact with her skin.

“Sorry baby,” Yoongi says and continues.

After placing kisses to her wrists, he straps leather bands around them then connects them to the ring at the base of her back, binding her hands behind her.

He causes her body to twitch when he kisses her back, then secures a leather belt just under her breasts. Tia moans quietly when Yoongi continues kissing down her spine, then the rounds of either side of her plump ass. He places the thigh belts on then instructs, “Come lay on the bed.” She turns to face him then he assists her to sit, first, before Tia lays back with her arms under her body. Her facial expression seems to be a mix of anticipation, uncertainty, and excitement. “Legs up.”

She does as Yoongi says and he connects the thigh belts to the leather harness fastened around her bust, exposing her pussy to us.

“Fuck, Tae was right. You are hot and ready for us, huh?” I ask knowing that she is oblivious to what I’m referring to. We just chuckle as Taehyung leans over to get a closer look, nearly putting his face in it. The kisses from Yoongi and the makeout session with Jin, Taehyung, and Jimin has her core glistening with need.

“Yoongi has you looking so pretty in your little outfit,” Jimin teases.

“The key word is little,” Tia laughs. “Where did you guys find this?”

“You’re worried about the wrong thing, sweetheart” I tell her. “You just lay there and shut that pretty little mouth until we decide to put something in it.” I can see the fire in her eyes, ready to be dominated and used by us.

“All done. Tae, can you put her in the middle of the bed, please?” Yoongi asks for assistance as he’s lifting her up from the bed. “Ass up. Face down.”

“On it,” Taehyung answers, then stands on the bed to retrieve her from Yoongi and pulls her across the duvet. He kisses her lips then places her down softly, face first on the bed. He gives her ass a firm smack, causing her to moan, before getting down to join us.

“Okay,” Jimin begins. “We need a safe word. Tia can’t really tap out with her hands behind her back like that. You know, just to be on the safe side.”

“It needs to be something random,” Yoongi adds.

“Yeah. What about purple? Bora,” Taehyung suggests.

“Apobangpo,” I throw out.

“Rock Bison,” Jimin contributes.

“Bread Genie,” Jin says.

“Y’all, stop fucking around. Look at our poor baby, ass in the air and helpless, while we’re over here joking around,” Hoseok says. “Let’s just go with Army. Is that cool with everyone? Tia?”

We all agree and Tia nods, keeping her mouth shut just as she was told.

“Good girl,” I praise her and we all climb on the bed. I choose to lay next to her, rubbing the plumpness of her ass. I trace her curves with my fingertips, then find my way to her center. "Damn, Noona, you are so fucking wet." When I effortlessly slide one finger inside, then two, I push in deeper and slowly graze my fingers across the ceiling of her pussy. But just a couple of times. We can’t have her cumming this fast as we have a long night ahead of us. Her body tenses and begins to tremble slightly and the only sound that leaves her is a long, drawn out moan that escapes out of her nostrils. I pull my fingers out, now glistening with her love, and bring them to my mouth. I lick her essence from my digits before asking her, “Are you going to continue to be a good girl for us, Noona? Going to use your safe word if you need to?” She is breathing heavily and agrees with another nod. Kissing that sweet spot along her side, I watch her body quiver. “Are you ready to play?”

A/N:

Whew, Chile… what do you think about Jin's mental turmoil? I can't imagine being put in a situation like that, but I would tear the world up for the people I love, so 🤷🏽‍♀️ What about the guy's mixed emotions toward Tia?

As you can see, the next addition will likely be nothing but pure filth and if you've gotten this far, you shouldn't be surprised. And I have to give a shout out to one of the betas that has been a huge support and rider through this whole thing. @downbad4yoongi, thank you so very much for your help on this! 💜

Ok. Love you. BYYYYYYYYE! 😘😘😘