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7waystreet · 2 years

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baby sitter | kim seokjin

synopsis — seokjin's your friendly neighbor who needs a baby sitter for his kid on short notice, leaving you with no idea on how good he’ll be paying you back for your services

genre — fluff; smut

warnings — 18+ language and sexual content, penetrative sex

word count — 1.7k

"Daddy! Should I grab the balls?"

"Oh yeah, I'm coming in a minute!"

You instantly jump out of your bed with a jolt and peek through your window, now trying your best to catch a glimpse of him after hearing his familiar voice. Kim Seokjin walks out into the backyard of his small home next door wearing a baseball glove, cutely patting his 4 yr old son's shoulder before taking the balls from him, then getting in position and softly pitching them. The little boy misses each shot with his kiddie sized bat, but Seokjin keeps sweetly encouraging him regardless.

It's been a while since you've last seen Seokjin, although he's somehow always been a part of your life because he's been your older sister's best friend since childhood. He was your first crush growing up, someone you secretly fawned over for years and years, even still feeling a tingle in your heart as your eyes stay fixed on his stunning body in the distance.

"(y/n)? Hey! I didn't know you were back from college!"

Shit. You freeze up in a rushed panic as Seokjin's gaze suddenly locks in with yours, his eyes squinting and head shifting in your direction as he tries to make out your figure staring at him through the window.

"Hey! Yup, I just got back yesterday" you nervously chuckle, trying to hide the fact that you're fully flustered by the way he just looks at you.

"Noona!!!!"

Your attention now gets diverted to the small boy running up to your window, a mini Seokjin, who's enthusiastically waving at you and beaming from ear to ear.

"Ah, look who it is! Jinhae, you look so grown up" you grin back at Seokjin's son, softly waving your own hand at him in return.

"Congrats on your graduate degree, (y/n)! We've all missed you back home" Seokjin kindly praises you, and you uncontrollably blush at that, although you're extremely thankful he can't see your pink cheeks being far away from you.

Seokjin manages to keep up with your life despite his busy schedule, and has been close with your family for years as he used to come over a lot to hang out with your sister, but he'd gotten even closer after moving into the neighboring house. Right after he got married to his sweetheart. Seokjin's perfect life had come crashing down when his wife unexpectedly passed away two years ago in a car accident, leaving him all alone with baby Jinhae. He's been taking care of the boy while handling his job, and he's expressed his gratitude countless times to your family who's always been there to support him through it all.

"Thanks a lot! I'm gonna enjoy my summer until my work starts in a month" you inform Seokjin, the smile on your face refusing to wipe off as you keep admiring his tall figure in the distance.

"Cool, let's hang out sometime and catch up" Seokjin says playfully, returning back to pitching the ball to Jinhae after you happily give him a thumbs up.

It's about 8:00 PM when you're done putting your makeup on, about to head out to meet up with your friends for the night, when your phone suddenly buzzes on your dresser.

"Hey (y/n)? So sorry to call you last minute but I need your help."

You immediately get nervous hearing the panic in Seokjin's usually serene voice. Is something wrong? He never calls you like this, so it must have been an emergency.

"What's up? Is everything ok?"

"I can't get out of work yet and I can't find a nanny on such short notice either. Jinhae's getting dropped off from his friend's house in 30 minutes... can you babysit him until I get back home later tonight?"

Your heart hurts hearing him sound so helpless, the anxiousness he's feeling quite audible in his voice. You've been looking forward to seeing your friends after being back home for the summer, but that can wait. Seokjin's in need of assistance and you're not going to disappoint him. Not today when he needs you.

"Yeah totally. I got you, don't worry!"

"Ahh thanks! How will I even be able to pay you back for this?"

Oh, you can think of several ways he can pay you back alright... but you've got to try to get those sexual fantasies about Seokjin out of your mind before you change out of your short dress and get back into your sweats, quickly walking over to your neighbor's house in a few minutes.

As promised, Jinhae's friend's mom drops him off at 8:30 PM and you receive the boy at the front gate, then turning around and heading back into Seokjin's house after.

"Where's daddy?" Jinhae curiously asks, his small hand clutching yours as he lightly skips his steps.

"He's still at work. Noona's gonna be with you until he's home!"

"Ok! Can you read me a story book?" Jinhae's eyes grow big with excitement as he runs up the stairs and into his room, shuffling through his pile of books to pick out his favorite one.

"Of course! First brush your teeth and get dressed for bed."

About 10 minutes into the story and Jinhae's already knocked out, his mouth slightly opened and cheek comfortably squished into his pillow. You smile and gently pull up his sheets, gently patting his head before closing his bedroom door shut behind you. As you hop downstairs to get a glass of water, the main door opens up with a creak and Seokjin walks in.

Your jaw's about to drop to the floor when your eyes land on him. Seokjin's wearing a white formal shirt with the top two buttons enticingly opened loose, showing off his defined collarbones. His long legs are extenuated even more in his black trousers that are tailored to perfection, his shiny shoes now thrown off as he walks into the kitchen behind you.

It makes you bubble up with joy seeing that tense look of annoyance on his face from the tiring workday ease up right away when his piercing eyes meet yours. He graces you with a luscious smile, his bread cheeks looking fluffy as always, while he pushes his long black hair out of his eyes to reveal his handsome forehead.

"Hey (y/n), how about I pour us a glass of wine? I've had a long day."

Without any awkwardness between the two of you, you both swiftly jump into a casual conversation, sharing about your days and chatting away as you sip on your wine getting settled on the bar stools in his kitchen. One glass turns into two, and before you know it, you're both getting started on your thirds, time just flying by when you're in Seokjin's safe presence, him no doubt feeling the same with you.

"Wow, wait I'm so sorry, I didn't even properly thank you for babysitting Jinhae. You saved me so much trouble today. Now tell me, what can I do for you?"

Your gaze unknowingly drops from his almond shaped eyes down to his full set of lips that appear even juicer and rosier tonight. Seokjin lets out a sigh as he notices you staring at his mouth, the alcohol in his system allowing him to take the cue and lean in, his lips softly kissing yours. You're not sure if it's the alcohol's effect making him horny or if he genuinely wants to kiss you, but you'll take it either way as you've dreamt about this moment more times than you'd like to admit.

He pulls back a little after the first smooch to see your reaction, his glistening eyes searching yours for a hint of uncertainty, but you can't help yourself and lean in for another kiss, giving him a clear indication that you want him bad. Seokjin immediately starts making out with you, his plump lips feeling like pillows against your skin as he moves down and places kisses all over your neck, his fingers slowly pushing the strands of your hair over your shoulder.

"I'd be lying if I said I've never thought about fucking you."

Your heart stops beating and your chest burns at the honest words he whispers in your ear, his strong hands now picking you up and placing you down on the kitchen counter before he starts taking off your sweatpants.

You're both out of breath from the melding passionate kisses, a feeling of uniting with someone you care about in an unknown intimate way brimming you up with excitement, your eyes widening in shock when Seokjin's hard cock slaps up against his stomach after he pulls down his pants himself.

His thumb tenderly begins massages your clit to loosen you up so you can take all of him in, his cock then sliding into your heat inch by inch as your walls grip his massive length. He lets you adjust to him before building up his momentum, your eyes closing up when your foreheads meet, your fingers gripping his shoulders as he picks up the pace.

"Fuckkk, you're so tight" Seokjin sighs out of pleasure, putting his hands on your ass and squeezing it before pulling you closer towards him to the edge of the kitchen counter.

He's soon thrusting his cock in and out of you, both of you panting as your head rolling back from the amazing feeling he's giving you. Cupping his chiseled jawline with your hands, you kiss him with a heated passion while he continues to fuck you hard.

"I'd be lying too if I said I never wished for you to fuck me like this."

"You wanna cum for me bad, don't you?"

The way he's coaxing you and whispering sweet things in your ear drives you crazy, and he can feel you nearing your end as you start clenching around his length and moaning out loud. Your body feels like it's on fire as you let go, the enormous feeling of bliss taking over as Seokjin keeps fucking you through your orgasm. A few pumps later and he let's out a grunt, his chest heaving heavily as he cums into you and plops his head on your shoulder to catch his breath.

You finally open your eyes and notice Seokjin lifting his head up, now mischievously smirking at you.

"So... when are you coming over again to babysit my kid?"

#seokjin x reader #seokjin smut #seokjin fic #seokjin fanfiction #seokjin oneshot #seokjin imagine #jin smut #jin fic #kim seokjin #방탄소년단

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i-bring-crack · 8 months

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Assosiation Survaillance member ! CHI Drabbles.

(Probably what won't be shown in the second one-shot as a prevy to Yes I'm the killer(and what are you going to do about it?) lmao)

There will be spoilers to the plot that will happen when I finish the wip so fair warning if you don't want the story spoiled. If you do that's also fine.

Jinhae + Chulwoo + Platonic Chulhae

One year ago, Jinchul had dragged Haein to help her convince a certain B rank healer to participate in the gates.

She had a constant fear of even going inside one of them so Haein had to be there to help her, and that's how they slowly became acquaintances.

Song I and Juhee train alongside Haein in Song Chi-Yul's dojo.

Song I gets adopted halfway through the fic by Mr Song because of her economic issues.

A pop quiz of who Jinwoo's possible love interest is becomes the most popular betting pool in the entire world.

Jinah gets her own car and crashes it in the same day. It was not her fault really.

Jinwoo tries to name his child Kim Dokja because it he wants his child to be an independent kid. and Haein + Jinchul stare down at him like he just vaporized their entire families out of existence (they are orphans)

Haein Jinchul orphan solidarity.

Haein Jinchul fake marriage to own a house and have sleepovers. (Capitalism has killed them.)

Go Gunhee is biologically no ones father but emotionally Haein and Jinchul's father.

Cha Haein fighting Goto in a business suit.

Every business suit she owns was actually bought in the same place where Jinchul bought his own.

They are very warm.

Yes Cha wears crocks (Jinchul ain't gonna make her have another ankle injury with high heels, fuck everyone else.) Nobody can say anything about it.

Jinwoo almost cries when he sees they actually share matching night gowns. They are dinosaurs. That secret stays in the grave with them.

Cha Haein actually DID puke upon smelling Jinchul for the first time.

Gina levitate Jinah to make her feel happy.

Shimizu blogs the entire Japan Crisis arc.

Kanae and Haein baddass women solidarity.

Juhee throws a middle finger to the Architect.

Song I jumping with Jinah out of the five story building that is their school.

Song I gets to ride tank.

Kei gifts Haein a hello kitty gas mask.

Christopher Jonas and Siddharth get saved by Il Hwan.

Aw Cha almost committing her first murder (Hwang dongsoo for Jin-Ho's sake) but Jinwoo got there to stop her and do it for her.

Aw Jinchul stayed three days in the hospital waiting for Jinwoo to wake up and the moment he does he passes out (architect and reawakening shenanigans after the Double Dungeon)

Aw Haein and Jinchul dragged Jinwoo out of the Dragon dimension before he died.

Aw Jinchul killed The Frost Monarch to avenge Gunhee and Jinwoo's deaths despite the massive amount of damage he took in everything.

Aw Jinwoo literally crossed all dimensions to the world tree just so that Jinchul doesn't die for such tomfoolery.

Aw Haein and Jinchul hug after the raid of Jeju Island where Jinchul didn't know who lived or died due to the cameras being cut off.

Aw Haein and Jinchul making dinner for the first time post the Monarch war for Jinwoo.

Shit we cry at the epilogue.

No rewind shenanigans.

#solo leveling #sung jin woo #cha hae in #woo jin chul #chulwoo #jinhae

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btsqualityy · 2 years

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since we’ve seen the kim’s with jinhae can we get some jinhae/mins fluff? doesn’t matter what age! 💜

Jinhae is 4 in this

"Again Papa!" Jinhae exclaimed, making Yoongi chuckle as he bounced his great-grandson on his knee.

"You like that, huh?" Yoongi murmured as he reached out and touched the beat machine that was sitting on the table in the dining room.

"That music gene is something else," you called out from in the kitchen, where you could see Yoongi and Jinhae sitting together from over the kitchen counter.

"He gets it honest," Yoongi smiled proudly, letting Jinhae go crazy pressing the buttons on the machine in order to make whatever beat he wanted.

"Like this Papa?" Jinhae wondered. "Sounds good?"

"It actually does," Yoongi grinned. "You're so good, just like me and Grandpa Joon."

"And Nini and Poppy?" Jinhae asked.

"Nini yes, but you're better than your Poppy," Yoongi smirked.

"Yoongi!" You called out.

"Ok, your Poppy is good too," Yoongi huffed, making you laugh as you shook your head.

#btsqualityy drabbles #drabble day 2

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mumuyah · 2 years

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fly with me, jinji au

"With your lights shining on you in sorrow

Will your colors fill this space?

Like a bird locked in a cage

It seemed like you were just waiting for me"

reposted from my twt (mumuyah)

jinji au

do not plagiarize

Jisoo was in the bathroom when she heard his muffled voice through the door.

He was talking to someone—his mom, she assumed. She twisted the knob of the shower to make sense of their words but she only understood one word out of their conversation: her name.

Jisoo heaved a deep breath before resuming her shower. Before she knew it, time passed. Her supposedly quick shower turned into thirty minutes.

Jinyoung's mom was gracious enough to lend her his old clothes. His white t-shirt was loose on her and his pants even more so; she had to roll and fold it a few times in the waist so it wouldn't fall.

She took a peek before heading out the bathroom. The coast was clear. It was quiet in his family home. She wondered where he was.

She padded softly from the threshold of the bathroom to his room. It was a short trip.

When she opened the door to his childhood bedroom, Jisoo was surprised to see him sitting on the floor next to his bed and looking intently at his phone. She didn't know why she was so shocked. He told her he was going to Jinhae after all.

He's really here, she thought. She watched him silently and took note of the slight frown on his brows and his tired demeanor. He must be very, very tired. Dapat hindi ka na nag-inarte, Jisoo. You're tiring him out too.

Panic and fear surged from within her but she subdued it before it surfaced on her face when he finally noticed her. She mustered a small smile.

"Hi."

"Hey," Jinyoung greeted, beckoning her over to his side.

Jisoo sat gingerly next to him, his arm automatically coming around her while her head found a place on his shoulder.

They didn't say anything for a while. She didn't know why. She had a lot to say last night but none of it escaped now. She didn't know where to start.

He had a lot of questions when he called but he only had one now. "Are you okay?"

She didn't answer. She didn't know the answer to his question. Well, she knew but she didn't want to bother him. The important thing was that he's here. With her.

But why is he here with me? She wondered.

But she squashed the thought before it consumed her. She focused on his breathing. The rhythmic movement of his body—his chest moving up and down—eventually pulled her to sleep.

It was just past noon when she woke up.

Jinyoung was still asleep when she rose from the bed to pee. When she got back, he was awake, staring blankly ahead.

Jisoo stood by the closed door, her hand clutching the knob. Jinyoung still looked worn out even after sleeping. She worried her lip, feeling overwhelmed again. She shouldn't have gone to Jinhae. What the hell was she thinking?

I didn't think think this through. Why am I so selfish? She blinked rapidly, trying to disperse the tears away. She willed it away, like the way she wants to will herself away. Stop. Stop this, Kim Jisoo.

"Don't."

Her gaze snapped to Jinyoung. He had a fixed look on her. It made her look away.

"Come here."

She obliged but she sat cautiously on the bed, far away from him.

He came to her anyway.

"What's wrong, hmm?"

She wasn't looking at him. She kept her eyes low, so her line of sight was at her hands on her lap. They were thin, calloused and dry. They said that having such hands indicated one worked hard.

However, it didn't feel like that way to her. She's been working, sure, but she didn't know if anything good came to fruition to any of it.

She had hands but they were useless. She might as well cut it from her body.

His hand reached out for hers but she was quick to hide it behind her.

Her actions only troubled Jinyoung more. He inched closer to her, angling his head low so he can look at her face. "Hey, ano ba? Natatakot na ako sa'yo. Makikipagbreak ka na ba?"

"We should break up." She whispered. "I'm a waste of your time."

"What are you saying?" Jinyoung lifted her chin up so they can properly look at each other. "May nagawa ba ako?"

"No, it's not you. You're great. Always attentive and nice and you work so hard. I—" she swallowed. "I'm— I'm the problem. You deserve someone better. Someone who isn't a good-for-nothing."

He became silent. And then, "did something happen at work?"

That did it for her.

The tears she held back one by one dropped and then she couldn't stop anymore.

"Nothing's happening to me. I feel like I'm working and working and no matter how hard I'm working it's just useless. The shoot—" she drew her lips into line. She shouldn't complain about it. It's her work. He has nothing to do with it. He has his own drama to worry about.

"Your drama?"

"It's hard. I don't know if I'm cut out for it. But I should be grateful that they gave me a chance to be in it, 'di ba? Na dapat mas galingan ko pa dahil doon. But at the back of my mind, I can't help but fee what's the use? lt's going to fail because of me. Because they decided to cast me. Why did they cast me in the first place? I'm inexperienced and untalented. Nagiging burden lang ako for them. It's going to be a disappointment because I'm a disappointment. Ang daming masasayang na pagod dahil sa akin.

"And I'm," she lowered her voice. She leaned into him for support because if she didn't then she might break completely. "I'm so tired. I don't know why I'm doing any of this. This life... It doesn't mean anything."

Jinyoung let her weep, engulfing her in his hug. The door creaked slightly open and he met his mother's eyes. She mouthed her concerns about Jisoo and Jinyoung only nodded. She left them shortly afterwards.

When Jisoo eventually calmed down, Jinyoung sat her upright, making sure she was looking at him when he started talking.

"One, they hired you to be the lead because you auditoned for it and you passed. Among the thousands who stood before the director, the writer and whoever else is in that casting room—they chose you. That means something. That you have the talent and skills to carry it. You are inexperienced—yes, that much is true—but inexperience does not mean failure.

Two, you do not carry the burden of success alone. Hindi lang ikaw ang gumagalaw sa set. There are other actors, the production team and many more working behind the scenes. Ikaw lang yung unang nakikita kasi ikaw ang haharap sa screen pero hindi ibig sabihin no'n ay ikaw ang may kasalanan kung bakit hindi ito magiging successful.

"But it will be successful. I know it. Because you're in it and I know you. You work hard; you've always had. It's just the nerves talking. Remember when we first emcee'd? You were nervous too. You thought you would make mistakes and yes, you did. But you became better at it because you didn't give up. You always try and you're diligent. Siguro ngayon, hindi mo pa nakikita yung fruits of labor mo. But you will. Someday.

"Three, nobody knows what they're doing." Jinyoung shrugged. "Hell, I don't know what I'm doing most of the time. If it makes sense or if it's worth it."

"You d-don't? But always seem so sure."

He scoffed. "Me? Nah. I pretend that I know shit pero wala talaga akong alam. That's what people do. They fake it and waddle on through life. I think that's how people actually achieve things. They suck it up until things ease up a bit before things get fucked up again."

"I hate that. Why do we have to suffer only to become happy? And why is happiness so short-lived? Why do we have to hurt again?"

"I don't know." He replied honestly. He placed a hand on her cheek, running his thumb over her skin. "I only know it will become more difficult in the future. It never gets easy for any of us. When things are too easy, life becomes stale. We don't look forward to anything more. In trying times, we hope and strive for reprieve. Maybe that's what we'll all get—a lick of relief—before things crumble down again. But at the very least, we've experienced it and we'll keep looking for the taste again and again and again."

"Lastly, Jisoo… if you get tired of trying and if things are too difficult for you to handle, know that I'm here for you." He patted her cheek lovingly. "You don't have to look for me somewhere else. I'm a call away."

"Meaning, don't go to Jinhae and make you travel all the way here?" Jisoo pursed her lips.

"Meaning, don't go to Jinhae and make me not want to go back to Seoul. I miss this place too much." Jinyoung looked at his surroundings. A place filled with the remnants of a time where he was always happy. His home.

When we look back in our past, why does it seem that we are the happiest when we are children? What do we have to do in order to bring that worry-free child version of ourselves into our adult life?

"Maybe we shouldn't go back." Jisoo said after a while.

Jinyoung had considered it before. Staying in Jinhae, remaining within the familiar. He sometimes still thinks about it.

But things in the past will live in the past, no matter how much he tries to replicate it. The memories, the feelings—they will abide in the laws of time.

"I would love to stay." Jinyoung answered honestly. "But I don't have the money to pay back production if I don't finish the drama. Sadly, hindi ako pinagpala ng Dior."

Jisoo made a face and he chuckled. "Do you want me to put in a good word for you? We have Maria Grazia Churri's contact info."

"Wow! Close." He joked.

"I did inspire her to make a whole collection." They both laughed at her haughty reply.

And then, "sorry. I made you travel all the way here. Sabi ko naman sa'yo babalik na lang ako ng Seoul."

"It's fine. Na-miss ko rin luto ni mama. Come on. I think she made boiled pork belly for us."

Jinyoung stood up, pulling Jisoo along with him. They stumbled on his tiny desk in the corner and knocked some of the books over. They stared at it guiltily before cracking up again.

Jisoo didn't know why she found stacking up math and science work books funny. It was silly and light and so different from what she was feeling before.

And then they heard his mom knock at his door, warning them that they better not be doing any funny business under her roof, and she shrieked in laughter more it made her stomach hurt.

But a good kind of hurt. The kind of hurt that she will remember for a long time.

Jinyoung gazed at her fondly, curled in his childhood bed with her body still shaking in mirth…

It's good to be home.

#mumuyahAU #park jinyoung #kim jisoo #jinji #kpop au

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