#kim soekjin x y/n

[lovelycupid47]

BTS Incorrect quotes #8

Y/N: I am darkness. I am a power. I am your worst nightmare. I could kill a man in more ways than you can imagine. I am the night. I am fury, I am a weapon, I am- Jimin: A doll. Taehyung: A cinnamon roll. Jungkook: A sweetheart. Y/N: Y/N: …stop it.

[hvnnibvni]

Now I know how some writers feel bruh cuz I’m still not done writing this fic. Every time I get on my computer or iPad it’s always some shit that makes me turn it off and not get back on it for weeks at a time (it’s the same with my phone) but yeah I swear y’all will get this fic. Just give me some time to reconnect bc the internet is getting to be too much.

[neonnhoney-rec]

Kim Seokjin

Here are a few jin recs, most of them I've read and love, some are in my TBR. Tbh most of them are smut, but some are fluff and angst mostly angst. I will keep updating this woop woop.

I hope you enjoy tehee!

urs- @floralseokjin

first time with jin

seokjin’s been dreaming of this moment for so long… 

what 2 do- @floralseokjin

what happens when the college roommate you thought was definitely going to be girl turns out to be the most gorgeous guy you’ve ever encountered in all your years of life? It’s a stupid misunderstanding on your part, but maybe, just maybe, it won’t be so bad after all…

corrupting oppa- @tayegi

you find out jin’s a virgin after watching a sex scene, and you’re about to change that

the pretending- @tayegi

jin’s in heat and he wants you to give a helping hand

a helping hand- @jjungkookislife

two old friends at a party, drunk, only one thing can happen really, let’s be honest

teach me- @kingsuckjin

Your reputation was no secret in school even before you hit eighteen and nineteen. You were trouble and everyone knew it, you weren’t about to ease up with the final few months left either, you were going to go full force. You wanted one good last big stunt to pull before the end of the year, your last year. Only one thing could top the things you’ve done, you were going to have sex with the hottest teacher in your school.

burden- @neonlights92

After the death of his wife during childbirth Kim Seokjin is unable to hold his baby daughter without grief taking control. Just three weeks after the love of his life is taken from him so suddenly, Jin is expected to marry somebody new.

You are foolish and have spent your whole life pining after Kim Seokjin from afar, even after he marries your best friend, Seul.  But suddenly Seul is gone and you are expected to marry Jin and raise his child. You know your heart is already in it, but what about his?

I though I was alone @aroseforyoongi

On the day your boyfriend cheats on you, Seokjin is there to provide comfort and some greatly needed affection. He is the perfect roommate and friend. Always patient and willing to lend an ear. It is then, when you’re with him, that you realize that maybe you want more

slayer: only human- @gimmeyoon

Being the Slayer is not how you imagined spending your life, let alone your first year in college. You try to keep it together, but when an empath demon rolls into town you can’t help but vent to him. Now he knows exactly what makes the Slayer tick.

my last- @imsarabum

Jin smut where it’s your first time and they’re loving to you and you had doubts and you were nervous

club zombie- @floralseokjin

In a world overrun by zombies, you’d think everyone was a goner, but the reality is much different. A steady diet of brains lets a zombie exist as a fully functioning human. Just ignore the part where they’re technically dead… In fact, these days, the amount of zombies outweigh the humans. A lot jump at the chance to be turned. Beg for it. 

Kim Seokjin controls the underground of Seoul. No one would dare cross him. That’s how most of the world goes these days. You wouldn’t want to get on the wrong side of a zombie now, would you? However, you don’t quite see it like that. Spending most nights dancing at the club he owns, you catch his eye. It’s never the wrong side if you’re underneath him, right…?

insatiable- @heartbeatan

The mortal man with a broken heart and confidence. You, a succubus, donned with the task of restoring both.

the medical man- @call-me-bha

It was no surprise to anyone who knew Dr. Kim that he was the fantasy of many women, even the ones who weren’t his patients. His talents were known all across the city and you were no exception to the list of “fans” he had

a little slice of heaven- @alittlesugaorspice

You have been out of a job for a while until an ad caught your eye in the paper. After that, everything had quickly changed with the addition of a handsome CEO and six, quirky, kids in your life

roomie- @hobibliophile

When you first moved in with Jin, you thought you had hit the roommate jackpot. Turns out, living in the same apartment with this gorgeous man is a lot harder than you thought it’d be. He didn’t do anything wrong, and neither did you. It’s just this pesky thing called sexual tension.

base to base- @randombtsprincessa

You reminisce about your relationship with your boyfriend over the course of four bases.

hazy- @yoonia

Jin + “You have no idea what you have gotten yourself into.”+ Pub au

peach parfait- @jamaisjoons

you and seokjin have always been at odds as the top two chefs at big hit academy of culinary arts. enemies to lovers au

the stranger @btssmutgalore

When your plane hits turbulence, you start panicking and tell some of your biggest secrets to the attractive stranger sitting next to you.

washing machine- @btssmutgalore

Jin shows you another way to use the old washing machine.

off limits @floralseokjin

you’ve been lusting after your brother’s best friend for a while now, ever since you met him at a house party, flirting it up a storm as you failed to realise who the other was. That was months ago now and things are still awkward, but you can’t ignore the sexual tension that’s simmers between the two of you…and it keeps getting worse…

father of six (wolf pups that is)- @army-author

There are rumours going around our school about a pack of werewolves that live close by. Of course, I don’t believe it, but you have been acting kind of weird lately…

currents- @yeoldontknow

Jin thinks he’s loved you since the moment he saw you, back when you were teenagers; Jin knows he’s been in love with you, the soul burning kind of love, since he saw you on your wedding day. He doesn’t mind that you don’t reciprocate on his level, he’s just happy to show you he cares. Until one day, he simply can’t anymore. Until one day, you realize you need to show him you care, too.

petals- @bloomsuga

After a tense conversation the previous day leaves you unsure of your relationship status, your boyfriend, flower shop owner and single dad, Kim Seokjin, finds an unprecedented way to make it up to you…

sharing is caring- @littlemisskookie

Jin graciously decides to loan you to handsome Park Jimin for the night.

perfect- @btssmutgalore

Your roommate seems to have it all - great grades, amazing friends, good job, beautiful girlfriend. However, after a bad breakup and a long recovery, you realize there’s one thing he’s missing

lovely little mess- @guksheart

telling seokjin of your pregnancy should not be so daunting, but you keep it hidden from him as long as you can—at least until you are sitting with him in a bathtub and the secret comes spilling out. (expecting parents au)

London calling- @talie98

Camera operator Rory James thinks she is going to another filmmaking conference. Everything changes when she gets on the same plane with Kim Seok-jin. 

daydream- @dom-joonie

Your literature professor has a bit of a…gift. A gift that let’s him see other peoples thoughts when he wants to. And despite the fact that he warns his class openly about this gift, one day you forget, and find yourself in a bit of pickle when Kim Seokjin reads your mind, and finds you imagining some not so school appropriate scenarios…involving him.

sexploration- a little tied- @joopiterjoon

sub jin get’s a little tied up

a kiss of marble- @jinpire (kimtrain ao3)

His gaze trails down your nose and lingers on your lips, before falling to the curve of your neck and the tiny bend of your shoulder visible above your t-shirt, the attention so acute and suggestive that it feels like a tangible brush on your skin. “Hmm… I’ve got a few ideas.” [Vampire!Seokjin, donor! reader]

lost control- @floralseokjin

you’ve always wondered what it would feel like to take control in the bedroom for once and Seokjin’s more than happy to let you do as you please…

sunrise- @ironicarmy

During the trip to his parent’s lakehouse, you and Jin decide it is now the perfect time to Marvin Gaye, after years of waiting for the right moment. However, with your friends tagging along and their own emotional baggage to deal with, having the perfect night is proving to be a challenge. So, will you, or won’t you?

dear ophilia- @noir0neko

The most dangerous people can be the most exciting…(bit dark, just a warning)

the devil wears armani- @floralseokjin

You never imagined accidentally attempting to sell your soul to the devil would lead to this…

float like a butterfly swim like a fish- @bangtaninink

pool sex with college senior and captain of the swim team jin

burgers, fries, and some ice- @moononthejoon 

saying i love you to someone for the first time should not be in a diner in the middle of nowhere, but things never go the way you want them to be

definitely you- @moononthejoon

money can buy you everything, well, not everything, it can’t buy love. seokjin had found that out and now he remained wifeless. little did he know he would find love where he least expected it.

bite!- @nottojay

Jin’s calm and collected; you’re anything but. Jin’s got fangs and super strength, and you can put up with Taehyung and Jimin’s antics.

just a coffee- @mind-of-a-hardstan

Jin comes back to visit a few months after he moved away to study. You invite him over for coffee and naturally you end up talking for hours. And then you end up in his lap… 

the green light- @nottojay

Seokjin has the looks. He has the money. He has the success. He has the friends. He has it all. Well, all except you. The light at the end of the dock.

before the after- @ddaengyoonmin

The end of the world kinda happens

“I wouldn’t fuck you if you were the last man on earth”

first time with jin- @inkjam-moon

reader’s first time

carnival rides- @geniuslab

Working at your parents’ funnel cake stand during the summer sounds like a decent enough gig. But you didn’t quite plan for the exhausting heat or the cute gelato guy who would make it his mission to get you to like him. Warning: This ride will get you wet!

sleeping with a friend- @underthejoon

friends to loves, a classic

big dick, big heart- @floralseokjin

your new boyfriend has a really big dick

guarded- @kpopfanfictrash

 “Was that supposed to be a wink, or did you blink at different times on purpose?”- life guard au

under the coven’s protection- @army-author

I’m a vampire, and you’re a human who’s prone to getting hurt. Please take better care of yourself, or I might not be able to control myself!

bound for life- @versigny

ummm pegging? 

best friend- @littlemeowmeowschimmy

Being away from your best friend for years suddenly sparks some sexual tension which both of you don’t have a problem releasing 

dimple- @floralseokjin

What’s the rule again? How many dates does it take for you have sex with a guy? Three? Five? Ten?! What if all this waiting and you can’t remember how to do it? It’s been so long since the last time you swear you’ve forgotten! You’re desperate, and that’s how you end up asking your roommate for help. Only trouble is, you get much more than you bargained for…

enraptured love- @kookscrescent

You are still in the beginning stages of your relationship. Still learning about each other, and both enjoying taking things slow, but at this stage you are both more than ready to take things a step further. 

rock hard- @jiminspjm 

“recreational activities make me hard” - rock climbing au

the man in the pink cape- @randombtsprincessa

You reminisce about your relationship with your boyfriend over the course of four bases.

love bite- @taetaesbaebaepsae

Seokjin knows he’s handsome, but he can’t shake the feeling that maybe you want him for something other than his good looks…

serendipity- @iq-biased

A string of events after a one night stand have you getting closer to a single dad than you’d initially intended.

(s)ex calling- @mintedmango

Your life was in shambles. No job, no money for your next semester in college and your roommate won’t let you mooch off of him again… What are you supposed to do when you see an ad for the HOTLINE app? Turn down easy money? This summer was going to be one you never forget!

softy- @gukptune

a freshman and senior seemingly despise each other, one says the other acts older than they are and one says the other acts like a child, a feud brewing within the estranged pair

golden boy- @kpopfanfictrash 

The golden boy of the porn industry, prettier than half his female co-stars. Will sue if you pull his hair. Always bothering his neighbors with pizza delivery.

amaranthine- @versigny

vamp Jin Drabble

the stalk- @versigny

single mum reader

Piece by piece- @underthejoon​

a collection of drabbles where your love life is muddied up by two men – the one you love and the one that loves you.

[justasparkwritings]

Merry & Bright {31}: Jackpot Question

Previous: Your Midnights

Pairing: Kim Seokjin x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Rating: R

Warnings: Swearing! Kissing! 

Summary: Jin has a question for you. 

           The stars are shining extra bright tonight, or at least that’s what Seokjin tells himself as he glances up at the blackened atmosphere. The light pollution of LA makes even the brightest stars seem muted, dulling their glisten with the heaviest of fog, the only solution in the world capable enough of such a feat. Jin’s only requirement, his only ask of the universe, was that it didn’t rain. Please don’t rain, don’t betray me, just don’t rain. Everything he had planned for the night hinged on LA resorting to its drought era days, dry as hell, no precipitation on any weatherman’s radar.

           So far, the climate had stayed true to its deepest intentions.

           Jin had arranged for a limo to pick you up and bring you to a secluded restaurant, where you would have a late meal over candlelight, dance under the stars, and where Jin would inevitably ask you the one question he never thought would come from his lips. He dipped from New Year’s Eve rehearsals early, giving himself enough time to shower and change into his suit without seeing you before he, himself made his way to the restaurant. Which is where he stands, eyes trained on the view, his last hail Mary’s offered up to stop any deluge from falling.

           “Seokjinie,” You say, stepping through the opened wall and into the night breeze. It’s no longer warm, and you’re grateful for the jacket you tossed over your jumpsuit.

           “Aein,” He replies, turning to take you in. Your lace jumpsuit, in deep emerald, is stunning against your skin, your wedge heels supporting you as you walk to him, the additional height making it easier for you to plant a gentle, lipstick covered kiss on his cheek. “You are gorgeous.”

           “Thank you,” You respond, tucking a stray hair behind your ear. “You look like a heartbreaker.”

           “A heartbreaker? Me? Never,” Jin is amazed at your compliment, unsure if that’s what it even is. “I look like a heartbreaker?”

           “You look handsome, stunning, like you’re worldwide handsome or something,” You tease, eyes moving away from his form and to the view. “This is beautiful.”

           “Isn’t it?” He agrees. “Come, let’s sit.”

           You turn back to him, eyeing him suspiciously.

           “Why are you being so cagey?” You ask, not bothering to look at the preselected menu for the evening.

           “I am not,” He says, lips pouting.

           “Stop making that face,” You say rolling your eyes.

           “What face?”

           “That pouty-try-not-to-kiss-me, face,”

           “I only have one face, and if you want to kiss it, you just have to say so,” He smirks, eyes still on yours.

           “Do you want me to kiss you?” You ask, eyeing his still pouting strawberry red lips.

           “Always,” Jin replies, winking as the waiter comes out offering your first wine pairing.

           “Wine pairings?” Your surprise is evident as you decide to finally glance at the menu for the evening. “This is very fancy.”

           “We didn’t get a chance to celebrate Christmas,” Jin says, shrugging, the ring box in his pocket moving gently against his chest.

           “Now we can celebrate New Year’s,” You smile, lips perching themselves on the brim of your wine glass, tipping it back gently to taste the crisp chardonnay. “Am I supposed to swish this for notes?”

           “Do you wish to?” Seokjin asks, tipping his own glass back.

           “I’d rather enjoy your company,” You remind him, sipping slowly before setting your drink down. “Tell me about New Year’s.”

           “What about it?” Seokjin asks, eyeing you, wondering if this is his chance.

           “What are you performing? What are you wearing? Who is going to be there?” You tick off your list, the same list you have every time BTS performs at a major show.

           “I can’t tell you what we’re performing,” Jin shakes his head, you always ask, and he can never tell you. “We’re doing black and sequins, some sparkles,”

           “Black Swan?” You guess, hoping you’re correct.

           “I can’t tell you,”

           “You always wear all black with sequins for Black Swan,” You press, excitement rising in your voice. You fucking love Black Swan.

           “I didn’t say all black, we’re also wearing some color, loud patterns, like Idol but not as wild,” He corrects himself.

           “Hmm, so Boy with Luv adjacent,” You offer. He nods.

           “Or something like that,” He’s lying through his teeth, and whether or not you’ve caught on, you don’t seem to mind. “There’s going to be a lot of people there, new people, some we’ve seen before, others new.”

           “Are you going to meet them?” You inquire, eyes shifting from his to the view around you.

           “Probably,” Jin nods, mind working triple time to lead this conversation exactly where he wants.

           “Tell them I say hi, unless you know, it’s the Chainsmokers, then run,” You laugh at your words. “Or ask them if writing Paris was the height of their talent, or if their COVID concert was their own Coachella.”

           You’re laughing so hard, Seokjin knows this is his moment.

           “Well, I was hoping I could introduce you to whomever, I’m Worldwide Handsome, Jin, and this the future Mrs. Worldwide Handsome,” Jin says, pushing his chair out and lowering himself to one knee, ring box stealthily coming out of his jacket pocket.

           “Kim Seokjin,” You say, eyes wide, tears already forming.

           “Y/N, I have loved you since you laughed at my joke about octopus,”

           “Octo-pie,” You whisper, mind instantly pulling you back to that moment five years ago, when Jin was months away from conscription, and you had been granted access to BTS for an in-depth interview. No one else had laughed, but you couldn’t stop.

           “Mm, and you waited, though you didn’t have to, for two years, writing letters that you never knew if I would get, or return. You were there the minute I got out, waiting with my parents. You’ve never missed a birthday, an opening of tour or final show. You’ve watched every award show and texted me through all the performances. You understand when I’m too exhausted to do anything, pushed me when I was being lazy, and helped me create dreams outside of Bangtan,” Jin takes a deep breath, hand moving to wipe the tears that have begun to fall. “You’re my earth, and I’m blissfully orbiting around you, hoping that you’ll keep me in your universe forever,”

           “All for you,” You whisper through your own tears.

           “Y/N, will you be my light and marry me?” Jin manages to get out, loud and clear, voice rising above the nerves and excitement.

           “Yes.”

           The phonemes are clear, crisp as the nights air as you nod your head, wordlessly accepting the only offer you ever wanted. It’s seconds before he’s standing, ring, a stunner, slipped on your finger, and soon you’re in his arms, lips together, I love yous abounding. It’s only a few seconds later that the rest of Bangtan is rushing out, all having watched from the restaurant, cameras trained on you. Taehyung and Jungkook take it upon themselves to pose you for photos, ensure you have a few beautiful shots to send to your parents, and in reality, print to hang.

Before long they’re leaving you and Seokjin alone to enjoy your meal, all blissed and loved out.

“Oh, I did have another question,” Jin says, hand reaching to hold yours.

“Oh?” You ask.

“I know it’s a little last minute, or maybe just on time, but do you have a date for New Year’s Eve?”

Next: Resolution

[bunnyylemon]

Reaction to people talking bad about y/n: (Jin) mafia!au

Jin X female reader

Word count: 501

Warning: Jin is soft at the end but only for y/n, no real warnings I think 

Jin is sitting in his bar at his reserved booth in the back with some of his members.  You were supposed to meet him there right after work so you didn't get time to change meaning you were in a blouse, cardigan, and nice jeans.  The bar was a little quieter than usual as it was kind of early meaning you stuck out like a sore thumb. You smiled as you made eye contact with Jin in the back and he smirked. As you approached the booth you noticed a few new faces, Jin must be testing out some new recruits. When you came up to the table one of the new guys looked you up and down making you uncomfortable. as you opened your mouth to ask Jin if he wanted you to wait in his office you were interrupted by a man walking up behind you sitting in the open chair next to you.

“Hey bitch, can you get me another drink,” he said as he tapped your ass. you froze staring down at Jin with your mouth still hung open. Jin seemed calm but the look in his eyes was one you have never seen before. if you had looked at his other members you would have seen that they recognized the look and were horrified. 

“Excuse me?” Jin asked staring holes into the side of the man's head. “what did you just ask my girl?”

“oh I’m sorry, is she your broad?” he laughed. 

That's when Jin lost it. He stood up pulling the man up by his collar and pinning him to the closest wall. “It seems you didn’t hear. What did you say to My Girl?” 

As much as you hated what that man had said and did to you, you didn’t want him to die and definitely not in front of you. “Jin,” you spoke softly and shaking, “please don’t.” 

“Hope can you take y/n home.”

You placed your hand on Jin’s back, “Jin please, it’s ok. Will you just take me home?”

He was still fuming but dropped the man at your request. He fell to the floor holding his neck and didn’t dare to look up at jin. “I’ll be in my office,” he spoke roughly and taking your hand in his, “Don’t think about bothering me.”

In his office, he apologized to you while sitting down on his couch pulling you down onto his lap. “Why are you apologizing Jinie? You did nothing wrong.”

“I know but I scared you and he,” he paused balling his hands to fists. 

“Babe I promise it’s ok I’m fine,” you placed your hand on his cheek and he relaxed almost immediately. “Thank you for standing up for me, baby.”

“I love you.” 

“I love you too Jin.”

You spent the rest of that night home with Jin cuddling and spending some long overdue domestic time together. Later that week in the bar the man that had insulted you apologized, sporting a fading black eye.

[honeybearexe]

Obsessive || (M)

Paring:Jin x thick pregnant reader

Genre: Smut,Fluff

Rating: Explicit

Warning: dirty talk, Boob kink, oral (f), worship kink

A/N: This is a anon request

As months went by getting closer to your due date. Jin made sure everything was prepared and ready, he even took time off to stay at home and take care of you, even when you told him you’ll be fine,Jin was haven’t it.

Tonight was movie night, while cuddling on the couch together jin’s begins to rub small circles on your left breast. You let out a soft sigh leaning your head on Jin’s shoulder he looks over at you with a small smirk on his face he slowly lifts his other hand

begins to take advantage of this blissful moment using both of his hands to massage your breasts. You take a sharp inhale feeling the pain turn into pleasure, it’s been a while since you guys haven’t had any sex lately due to your pregnancy but you felt like tonight that was about to change.

Jin starts pulling up your shirt while kissing on your neck “look at you babygirl ” Jin said in a low deep voice while squeezing your breast, you whimper Jin’s hot breath is against you ear “all mine” he starts to nibble on your ear lobe, the pool in between your legs are craving for some attention

“j-jin” you pant “you don’t know what you do to me princess, can you feel how hard I’m” you can feel how hard he is against your back “jagiya did i ever tell you how good your breast looks” jin starts to tug and pull on your nipples it’s too much for you to handle.

“Jinnie” “lay on your back for me princess” jin helps you turns around and lay you on your back, you look at him through hooded eyes you can see the lust in his licking his lips

His undos his belt and pants pulling out his cock his starts at rub his tip against your nipple “Squeeze your breast for me love” Jin said looking at you, you felt him slip his cock

in the middle of your breast Jin bucks thrusting his hips his head falling back hissing in pleasure “f-fuck” he looks down hair falling over his eyes.

“Your suck a dirty girl letting me fuck your breast like this”he grunts his thrusts become faster and sloppy, he trying to control himself from cumming to fast

“Seokjin” you moan out, “i-it’s to much i-“ even though you say that you love feel the pain.“hold out a little longer princess” he grows out eyebrow furrowed in concentration, your whining and moan filling the pain in your breast increasing.

“I-i need you cock in me now” you say looking up at jin, jin stops Carefully moving away from you “as you wish princess” he fully undress himself then you, “who made you this wet”

Jin’s says rubbing his tip against your clit “you did” you pant out he chuckles loving you in this state grasping his cock in his hand rubbing it against your folds he pushing himself in you slowly.

You both gasp Jin showering you with kisses along your neck and shoulder his hot breath on your ear. Feeling every inch of his length

Go inside you, stretching you out. once he’s fully in you start moving your hips thrusting down on his cock making Jin see Stars

“Shit” he starts moving meeting your thrusts

Creating a rhythm you feel his thrusts getting faster and faster “you feel so good, such a good fucking girl” moaning out clenching around him “shit p-princess if you keep doing that i wont last long” he grunts hitting you sweet spot repeatedly.

Your wrapped your legs around Jin waist pulling him more into you his thrust are beginning to get sloppier after each thrust

He bring his fingers down to your clit rubbing figure eight circles on it.

Your eyes rolls to the back of you head between his hard sloppy thrust and the rubbing of your clit you knew you wasn’t going to last long “Jin I’m going to-“ “ i know princess I’m too.”

Your legs are tumbling you feel orgasm getting closer and closer Jin feels it too you orgasms comes hitting you like a brick you see white light Jin cums after a few seconds, both of you remain still Jin slowly pulls out grunts kissing your temple “you did so well princess”

Well that was a fun movie wasn’t it? looking at the movie credits on the tv you both look at each other breathily Laughing y/n you turn your head to look at Jin “ i love you y/n” Jin says looking into your eyes “ love you too Jin” he smile he looking down rubbing your stomach and says i love you too little one.

“Let’s go get you cleaned up” you let out a small yelp as Jin picks you up taking you to get cleaned up.

Gif you see is not mines credits to the onwer

A/n: I’m not a pro i was very scared about posting this i re written over the weekend a lot happened to so please bare with me with this smut i will be better in the future

[sugarcookiesandsins]

Café Badante

Word Count: 1k+

You didn’t know what it was that day, but nothing seemed to be going our way. You missed the bus, walked into class late and got called out by the professor, you left your water bottle in psycology on the other side of campus, and many more things that just compounded until you were sorely ready to give into the one thing that your mother had warned you about: drinking when you were sad.

It was simple and classic conditioning. If a person was sad and then they drank, they would feel better. Then, they would keep coming back to alcohol as a way to soothe their aching souls which inevitably leads to addiction if not a mild form of it.

But there has to be some statute of limitations on drinking whereby the body accepts that it had been through so much that it will not get you back for engaging in one martini on the rocks. Sadly, you knew that wouldn’t be the case, so you made your way over to the lesser of two evils, caffeine.

It was a new establishment that had popped up recently near the academic campus of your university. Rumor had it that it was owned and operated by a recent graduate of your college. A one Kim Seokjin who had gotten his degree in food science which he had channeled into the chalkboard menu located above the wooden counter. There was an odd mix of foreign and local elements in each dish which had you questioning the taste of some of the plates. Still, you weren’t here for dinner, you were here for that disgustingly sweet coffee that you seemed to be addicted to.

There was a counter on the far end of the kitchen area that reminded you of a bar in some respects. The glasses hanging from the ceiling, the tall glass bottles lined the shelves as if on display. Maybe you had inadvertently ended up in a bar anyways. The man on the other side of the counter was tall, dressed in a smart white shirt and black waist apron. He was cleaning glasses. And again, you were shocked with how much he reminded you of a barkeep.

He looked up at the ring of the bell above the door and took you in. His macchiato eyes seemed to analyze you before nodding and turning to start making a drink.

“You seem like a sweet americano girl to me.” His voice had a higher pitch than more men his age, but it was soothing to listen to: very soft and caring in the best of ways. His voice made you trust him.

“Lucky guess,” for in fact that’s what it seemed to you. No friend of yours had ever understood your taste in coffee: you would order an americano but then proceeded to add an eccentric amount of sugar. It was honestly a surprise that you hadn’t gotten diabetes yet.

“I wish it was.” His words were cryptic at best, but you decided to not question it. Reaching for your backpack, you opened the smallest pocket to pull out your wallet to pay, but he stopped you.

“Don’t worry about it now. You can pay on your way out. For now, just take a seat and enjoy.”

God that was the nicest thing that happened to you today. Not bothering to be modest, you dropped your stuff on one seat and took the one next to it. In the next moment, he turned around with a white cup on a dish and placed it in front of you. Immediately, the dark scent of coffee tickled your nose and it took all your self-restraint to no just collapse on the counter.

Wrapping your hands around the cup, you let the warmth seep into your every pore. Maybe this is what you needed: not an escape but something that grounded you.

“Hard day huh? I’ve been there.” In the moment that you had been focusing on the soft foam atop your coffee, he had gone back to his newly-washed mugs. The consistency was nice: predictable and machine-like.

Your only response was to give a half smile. Normally, that would be a bigger and faker smile, but you just felt too weak to do so.

“I’m hear to listen if you need it,” he said with a small private smile of his own. “I’ve been through this place too so I can help.”

You took another sip, the dark liquid sped down your throat and the scent seemed to go to your head. It was heady and honestly made you feel as numb as you wanted to be. For a second you wondered if he had spiked the drink, but from the warmth in bis eyes you know that couldn’t be.

He carefully reached out and laid a pal on your hand and spoke so softly that you almost missed what he said.

“Let it out.” And you did.

And all he did was listen. No intermittent sounds of understandings to punctuate your tale. He just stood there, cleaning his glasses and listening to you spin your words of gold.

Jin watched your face morph with the different emotions that you expressed with your words. Every small frown or self-deprecating laugh made the corners of your mouth twist and turn. The sadness that made the color deeper and vaster than the ocean could ever be. The rolling waves of your voice that washed over him in comfort, drowning out the silence of the shop in the soft hours of the early evening. He fell in love like one does with coffee; the feeling lazing streaks up and down his nerve.

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Since then you had been frequenting his store most days after classes. You had an honorary spot at the counter and would talk with him as he fulfilled orders for his customers that seemed to consist of starry-eyed girls. You did your homework there, sipping on a new flavor every day; Jin had become determined to change your taste in caffeine since he himself had tried your favorite americano and promptly spit it out.

With another expectant gaze on your reaction, you lifted the cup to your lips an took a sip of whatever new concoction Jin had prepared for you. He waited and watched as you let the liquid flow across your tastebuds.

Swallowing, you smiled and shook your head. “Better luck next time. I still prefer my coffee.”

He groaned. “You’ve got to be kidding me. I slaved over that cup.”

Laughing at his expense, you inquired after his motivations. “Why bother? It’s just a cup of coffee.

“I promised myself that I’d ask you out to dinner once I got it right.”

Looking like a deer caught in headlights you searched his face for a tell that would give away his joke, but there wasn’t.

With a shy smile, you looked back at him. “I guess I’ll have to wait before I say yes then.”

[strugglingartistno16]

Hello!

Hello my lovely people! I’m a new writer here on Tumblr and here to bring you guys some joy and fun. So feel free to send me any kind of BTS requests. Since I still have to figure out what I feel comfortable with, send me anything that comes to your mind and I’ll let you know whether I will write it or not! So no worrys, I’m chill with pretty much everything.

[lovelycupid47]

BTS Incorrect quotes #6

Y/N: I’m kind of crushing on someone, but I’m worried about telling you who it is because you’re not going to like it Jimin: Just rip the bandage off. Y/N: It’s Taehyung. Jimin: Put the bandage back on.

[oni-bag]

I Don’t Need You (to take care of me)

Pairing: Male reader x Kim Seokjin 

Summary: Seokjin has been paying you a lot of attention and trying to take care of you to gain the courage to confess his feelings to you, to bad you hate being taken care of.

Wordcount: 1607

Note(s): Inspired by myself because I hate people trying to be overprotective and do things for me but I’m a hypocrite cause I do the same things to them

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Seokjin is a very caring person, there’s not much he can do about it. He likes to feel wanted and needed and knows that a lot of his friends tend to neglect their own well being so he took it upon himself to take care of them.

Of course, sometimes they would be reluctant to take any type of help from him, but most of the time he was the hyung so they didn’t have a choice in the matter.

All except one person who has been a pain in his ass since day one and against what his brain has been telling his heart, he gained a crush on.

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Y/n L/n. He’s a pretty normal guy other than the fact that he’s a well-trained police officer, one of the best in his field. Not that he brags about it, his other friends do, in fact, that’s how Soekjin was introduced to him.

It was about a year ago at a get together that wasn’t quite crazy enough to be a party, but there was mood lighting and drinks going around.

“You see the big guy over there with the terrible purple tie?” One of his friends pointed out. “Hear he’s the best in the force. Heard he has the brains to be a detective but went back to being an officer cause he said it wasn’t enough acting for him.”

“He sounds like trouble,” Seokjin replied as he eyed him and took a step of his wine.

His friend chuckled, “He sounds like someone you would like, you always went after those kinds of people.”

He agreed.

“So go get ‘em.” His friend had said before shoving Seokjin toward you and almost making him spill his drink.

Your trained eyes looked up toward him at the movement and the two of you made eye contact. You stared at him for a couple more seconds before going back to your phone once it lit up with a notification.

Seokjin downed the rest of his wine before making his way to you and clearing his throat to get your attention.

You looked back up at him after you finished sending your text and raised your eyebrows in question.

“What’s with the tie?” He had asked. “It’s not even tied correctly.”

You looked down at your tie with a frown on your face before looking back at him. “Ever since I broke my fingers I haven’t been able to tie them the same,” you shrugged. “It felt weird leaving my neck exposed with the bandages I have on under it, so I decided to go with it.”

Seokjin should’ve stopped talking to you right there before he got attached.

So, of course, he didn’t.

-

“You should really just let me pay for the takeout, I am older than you, after all,” Seokjin commented after you hung up the phone when you ordered. 

“This is my house and I invited you over to hang out,” you replied, already knowing where this conversation was going to go.

“Yes, but the only reason you invited me over is because I kept asking when you would allow me to. I’m sure I annoyed you with all that texting I was doing.”

“You did, but still you wouldn’t be here if I hadn’t finally given in.”

The elder sighed, he knew there would be no point in trying to convince you otherwise no much how much it annoyed him.

-

It was only about an hour into the party and Seokjin was spending his time talking to a rather attractive fellow. They made eye contact from across the room and quickly made their way over to each other. 

Seokjin enjoyed talking to the other. The male was able to keep up with his own quick tongue and was almost as smooth as he was. Seokjin couldn’t see a relationship developing between the two of them, however, only one night would do. 

After Seokjin made a pretty bad joke the other threw his head back to laugh and to grab onto Seokjin’s shoulder. Seokjin frowned, he was trying to hard to seem appealing.

A sudden and unwanted hand on his lower back caused Seokjin to tense and turn to see who was touching him.

“Hyung,” you greeted but your eyes were on the male he was just talking to.

“Y/n? What are you doing here?”

You ignored his question and made your eyes met his. “C’mon I need your help with something if you don’t mind that is.”

 “Help?” Seokjin asked in surprise as you guided him somewhere else. “You’re actually asking for my help? What do you need help with?”

You said nothing as you lead him to one of the many bedrooms the mansion had and blocked the door once the two of you made it inside.

Seokjin looked at the new setting before his eyes met yours, “Bedroom tips?” he joked with slight nerves. 

You huffed out a laugh, “No, I don’t think I need any tips in this area,” you joked back. “However, I need you to stay away from that guy,” you added on, your tone going serious. 

Seokji shrugged, “Sure, he wasn’t good at flirting anyway. Did you know that we talked for 45 minutes and he didn’t once mention once how good I look tonight? What is this? His first time out?”

You gave Seokjin a very obvious look over, “You do look good, a shame that I have to ruin it.”

“I’m sorry?” Seokjin asked in disbelief as his face reddened.

Your eyes widened as you realized how wrong that sounded and rushed to give more context on the situation. “I-um-I” you cleared your throat and calmed your nerves. “Here undercover with some others. A lot of criminals at this party and we gotta get them. We’ll have this place surrounded in 10, that gives us five minutes to get as many people out as possible.”

“Oh,” he responded in even more disbelief. 

“Again, really sorry your night as been kinda ruined. Maybe you should go to someplace else? You look really good.”

You continued on before he could say anything. “But yeah, you gotta go, I don’t anything to happen to you because I wasn’t able to protect you.”

“Riiiiiiiiight,” Seokjin responded as you lead him out of the bedroom before leaving him to go to a group of others. 

He quickly left the party in a hurry. He told himself his beating heart was because he was scared and not because of the compliments you gave him.

-

You and Seokjin were currently cuddled up on your couch together. You were supposed to be watching movies together but you’ve been aggressively texting on your phone since Seokjin made the move to lay down across you’re lap and that was almost an hour ago. 

You jokingly put on an overly sappy romance movie and even though it was bad Seokjin couldn’t help but watch. It was reminding him of the relationship he lacked, all because of one specific asshole.

“You know, you make things very hard for you, you know that?” Seokjin said as he poked you in the face to get your attention.

You frowned and moved his finger off his face before continuing to text. “How? If anything I think I make your life much easier.”

“You never let me do anything for you! How am I supposed to show that I care for you if you don’t let me? Huh?” he scolded and half whined.

“Like what you’re doing right now, just spending time with me,” you replied with a shrug.

Seokjin threw his head back and groaned. He then got up off of you and snatched your phone from your hand. “When we do spend time together, you’re always texting! What is so important?”

“I have to be ready in case I suddenly get called into work!” you half lied and reached to get your phone back but Seokjin pulled it out of your reach.

“That doesn’t require constant texting!” he countered. “Seriously, who are you even texting and why don’t you spend time with them and not me if you like them so much?” he added on and moved your phone closer to his face so he could read. 

“No!” you yelled in fear before tackling him to the floor and pinning Seokjin with his arms above his head. 

Both of your eyes were wide as you both took in the new position you two were in. Not realizing that you guys were mirroring the position the two actors were in on the movie. 

You shallowed before speaking. “I like spending time with you, but you make it hard for me not to...”

“Not to do what?”

You licked your lips and quickly glanced down to Seokjin’s before making eye contact with him. “Not to...do anything to you.”

“Explain,” Seokjin demanded as he lifted his head to you and shifted his hips. 

“In relationships, you and your partner take care of each other to maintain balance. You can’t take care of me because I already take care of you and everyone else since it’s my job.”

Seokjin hummed, “Let me take care of you.”

“Hyung, I just told you-!”

“Let me rephrase that.” Seokjin wiggled out of your grasp on his arms and pulled your face down to his. “I’ll take care of you,” he glanced down at your lips for a second, “and you’ll take care of me. How does that sound?”

You licked your lips and shallowed again. “Good.”

“Just good?” Seokjin mocked as he leaned in closer to you.

“Amazing,” you whispered before your lips connected. 

[mothereffingtae]

Bread In The Oven [M] : KSJ

PAIRING. seokjin x reader

SUMMARY. the years of Seokjin’s hard work in the bakery finally payed off once it was awarded for its outstanding performance. What will your award be for him?

GENRE. crack humour (idk what I was doing), small smut, friends to lovers

WORD COUNT. 4958

Lecture tomorrow morning, food nutrition project due this week... and... what else... The movement of pen on paper slows to a complete stop. A sweet scent of honey and almonds has made its way into your room indicating that your roommate has been experimenting in the kitchen. Its smell too enticing to not see what has been baked. As you make your way down the stairs, you spot a glimpse of freshly made croissants and your feet move into autopilot mode making a beeline for the pastries.

“Yah! These literally just came out of the oven 30 seconds ago!” Jin exclaims as he turns around to see you scoffing down his new creations. “For a person studying to become a nutritionist, you seem to have a solid diet of mainly pastries.” He chuckles to himself while leaning against the counter watching you.

“Shut the fuck up Kim Seokjin.”

“You’re denying it.”

“Okay fine, my diet is as trashy as the Pacific Garbage Patch but it’s your fault for making big batches of pastries literally everyday.” You say with half a croissant in your mouth and the other half accusingly pointing at him.

His hands come up in the air to surrender, “Sure it is my fault that you have no self- OW WHAT WAS THAT FOR?” The croissant that was once in your hand was now lying on the kitchen floor after bouncing off his face.

“That was for making these binge worthy pieces of dough!” You state whilst grabbing two other croissants in each hand and storming back up the stairs, leaving Seokjin in the kitchen.

“I bet you’ll enjoy those!” He was right, that’s for sure.

“Y/N WHAT’S UP!” Comes out of nowhere while you were walking along the campus field.

“It is 9 in the morning what do you want Mark?” You eye the Canadian foreign student who you adore and loath.

“Do you have those croissants Seokjin made?” He cuts infront of you to give those damn puppy eyes that’s impossible to resist. Ugh, you need to stop eating pastries anyways. You throw the container into his chest, the two connecting with a thud.

“Y/N stop abusing the child.” You hear a faint voice to your left.

“Oh god not you too.” You groan.

“Hey Jungkook!” Mark energetically waves his container full of croissants in the air which catches Jungkook’s attention. Soon enough you have the two young boys stuffing their face in what was supposed to be your mid-morning snack.

“Children,” you tease them, “slow down or else you’re going to puke that all up.”

“That’s, okay... makes room... for more.” Jungkook mumbles between bites. 

Oh dear lord, how will you survive this lecture?

News flash, you barely came out of that lecture alive. Both Mark and Jungkook were constantly pestering you to go to the bakery with them so they could get your discount. A discount? Yeah, a discount. One that is only given when Seokjin is working in the bakery, which is usually everyday.

The door chimes ring as the three of you enter and Seokjin’s head snaps to greet the customer aka you guys with his award winning “welcome to The Bread Box how may I help you smile” drilled into his face. But his mouth widens to a grin when you locks eyes with you.

“Oh isn’t it my favourite customer!” He booms while smiling at you.

“Me hyung? Oh gee thanks.” Jungkook remarks which earns an elbow into his ribs from you. You patiently wait for the two to pick out their food but Mark and Jungkook stand in front of the display looking completely dumbfounded and silent.

“Well what’s the problem?” You question while gesturing to the baked goods,

“Too many options.” Mark mumbles wide-eyed.

“Take your pick. That’s what we came here for you bafoons.” You state and Seokjin faintly chuckles on the other side of the counter.

As you watch the two males slowly choose their food another voice booms from behind the counter, “Ah, isn’t it MY favourite customer!” You turn to see your friend, your ride or die, your favourite Kim you tease Soekjin - Kim Namjoon.

“I didn’t know you were working today!” You shriek while trying to reach over the counter for a hug.

“Yeah, the manager called me last minute so here I am.” He says while gesturing to the whole store with open arms.

“Y/N we’re done picking!” Mark’s voice chimes. You turn away from Namjoon to be met with an apologetic but steel-eyed Seokjin holding a hefty bag full of pastries. He tried to give you the biggest discount possible without being too obvious.

Once you paid for the food, the door chimes ring as the door opens to introduce the sound of girls chattering. As they passed you, you saw that all of them looked gorgeous and you couldn’t help but send a wink to Seokjin who turned pink in the ears. How he manages to become so flustered around girls amazes you. 

“Have fun with them.” You whisper to him before you wave the Kim’s a goodbye and leaving a red eared and flustered Seokjin to deal with the giggling girls.

The next day the door of The Bread Basket chimes again. You scanned the area to spot Seokjin’s broad shoulders moving back and forth as he worked with dough. He was a master with his hands and a master with food. 

When you first moved in with him, there were 2 other people-Hoseok and Jisoo-until the left. The first few weeks you were extremely shy being around so many new faces. However, Seokjin tried his best to make you comfortable by baking you insane amounts of goodies that a reasonable person would never eat in one day, let alone a week. That’s how you found out he’s been working at that bakery ever since his senior year in high school.

Baking was in his blood and it was his passion.

You took homage in your usual window seat and whipped out all your school work. This was the best place for you to focus. It may seem odd because the constant smell of bread would make anyones stomach rumble. But you took a liking to the cute aura, plus the manager and all the staff took a liking in you as well.

At some point in the middle of your studies, the door chimes jingled and the same girls from yesterday poured through the entrance. Ugh, the groupies you decided to call them. From the information Seokjin told you last night, they’re clawing for his attention to only leave empty handed. For Christ’s sake if you’re going to try so hard to hold a 15 minute conversation with him, give some damn money.

“Jinnniiieee!” A girl squeals.

Oh god.

Your hands gripped harder on the pencil to the point where your fingers and knuckles were turning white. “Oh Seokjin it smells so good in here!” 

BLAH! Not to over-exaggerate but you wanted to rip out the ribs from your chest and hit them with it. 

The way all the girls tried so hard to grab his attention makes you wonder who you actually pity. The girls or Seokjin? Yes, the girls are very upfront with their admiration towards the man you’ll give them that, but he’s too oblivious and innocent to their actions.

Seokjin offers them his customer service smile and cheerful replies, “The bread just got out of the oven a couple minutes ago!” You watched the scene unfold from afar and it makes you smile how passionate he is for his love of baking.

He offers the ladies some samples. This causes a flurry of squeals and inhumane sounds come from the group which causes you to cradle your head in your hands. 

At least they’ll leave soon, you think to yourself.

It’s been an hour and they’re still there.

Your pencil and paper has broken and ripped at least 40 times within those precious sixty minutes where you could have done decent work. However, thanks to those love-stricken girls, you had no chance of focusing on the task in front of you. Seokjin happened to see your stressed state and tried to subtly kick the girls out of The Bread Basket but it didn’t work for a couple of tries.

Once they finally left, you fell back in you chair and let out a big sigh of relief, “Thank God! I was about to stab one of them with my dull pencil.”

He chuckled to himself, “Exactly why I tried to get them out. Didn’t want to be part of a crime scene you know?” His classic smirk’s plastered across his face. “But they are very clingy and kind of, I guess, annoying.”

“You guess?! Dude!” You jump up and walk towards the counter, “They’re so into you! They all like you a lot!”

“Of course they all like me, who doesn’t? OW I swear to God stop hitting me.”

“You need to ask one of them out or something like that so they would stop trying to grab your attention.” You tell him, to which his whole body goes rigid as a response. “What? Don’t like girls? That’s totally cool you know, I’ve never seen you with one, sorry for assuming. You know you and Namjoon look-”

“I’m not gay you idiot.” He hits you with the towel that he usually wipes the counters with, “it’s just I don’t like them.”

“Then tell them that! Life for you and me would be so much easier with them gone!” You exhaust.

“What’s your issue with them? Oh wait don’t tell me...” He looks up at the ceiling with his hands over his mouth in concentration, “Ah I got it! It’s because you like me don’t you?” He concludes with a grin on his features as he leans in to challenge you.

“Okay fine! If you don’t want to kick them out then I guess you won’t see me-you know, your favourite customer-in this place again! Ugh now I would have to go to the library for a new environment.” You turn to go back to your work. 

“But honestly Jin,” your feet stop only to turn your body to face him again, “you’re very sweet and gentle with everyone but there’s a time and place to say how you actually feel, life would be so much easier.” You pack your stuff in hopes of finding a place to actually get work done.

When Seokjin enters your shared home that night, his eyes automatically land on you sprawled out on the couch, notes scattered all over the floor with your drool staining the pillow. Despite your disheveled form, the sight in front of him sends butterflies to his stomach and he couldn’t help but melt. 

In only two strides, he walks to the couch and picks you up like a bride.

You stir in his arms which causes him to halt his movements, but once you appeared to find a comfortable position in his hold, he begins to walk upstairs to your bedroom. He nearly trips, but he gets there.

As he lays you down on your bed, he soaks in the view before him. He thinks it’s illegal for someone to look that good even with the moonlit drool falling down your chin. He then realizes you were wearing the clothes that engulfed your frame was the same ones you wore in the bakery.

“Always working too hard to care for yourself.” He sighs to himself, but he admires that trait of yours. He gets up to make himself ready for bed but as he steps out the doorway he looks back at you and his breath catches in his throat.

The pale moonlight catches you at the right angle that paints shadows across your face in a way that made it look like Leonardo DaVinci did it himself.

He is in trouble for sure.

“Hey, Y/N” Seokjin approaches you slowly at the dining table.

“What do you want now?” You slur with your mouth full of bread causing crumbs to project from your mouth and nearly hit his face as he takes a seat in front of you. His body is still as he sits there looking down at his hands as if he was about to confess a heavy secret. “Woah hold on here,” His eyes shoot up to meet yours like a deer in headlights. “Did you murder someone because you look awfully pale and I’m not about to be an accessory.”

His head falls back as he lets out a big sigh, “Why did I even let you become a roommate?”

“To pay rent.”

As he looks back up, his eyes mirror anxiousness despite your attempt at a light hearted joke. “Uhm- I- there’s...” You nod your head encouraging him to formulate a real sentence. “So, the bakery I work at-you know that one right?” You hum in agreement, “well, we just won an award-”

“WAIT WHAT!” You stand up in disbelief and run over to attack him with a hug. You release him but grip onto his shoulders as you shake him back and forth, “That’s amazing Jinnie! Why did you look so nervous before telling me?”

“Well if you let me finish I would’ve told you.” He chuckles.

“Oh - yeah sorry about that but please continue!”

“We are being visited by the Mayor next week in this event to celebrate our acknowledgment from the national food network. The thing is... how do I word this correctly...  I want to, you know, find a date.” He finishes it off with a cringe in his voice and face.

You’re so dumbfounded because there’s too much information processing in your head: there’s the Mayor, the food network, and then some sort of date conundrum! You end up just staring at him for a bit until you understand his somewhat of a dilemma. “And the problem is?”

“I can’t find a date.”

“HOLD UP! How can YOU not find a date! You are literally the girl magnet in this town. Just walk down the street and maybe you’ll find someone. Wait! Even better! Ask one of your regular groupies to go with you!” You’re on your feet pacing around the dining room by the end of your speech.

“Okay, one, I’m not paying anyone to go with me, two, they’re not groupies-”

“That’s debatable.” You interject.

“-and three, I was kind of hoping you would come with me.”

You stop dead in your tracks. Hesitantly, you turn around to see Seokjin’s eyes swirl with anxiousness and worry. If he was joking, he surely delivered it poorly. “Are you sure?” You question.

“What do you mean ‘are you sure?’ Of course I’m sure you dumbass! I would love to have you beside me!” He exasperated.

“Woah, you were literally all meek and shy just a couple of seconds ago.” You laugh, “I was just making sure, but yes,” you grab his hands in yours to dramatize the moment, “I would be honoured to be your date.” By now you’re showing off a huge, goofy grin. His eyes warm into a chocolate brown as he takes in your cheery features. The way you never fail to make him smile amazes him, but your ability to make him so anxious also amazes and scares him. 

FUCK 

Why do you have such an effect on him?

The morning after Seokjin’s invitation, you pull up into the parking lot in front of the mall.

“Why did you park so far away?” Jisoo whined.

“Got to get those ten thousand steps in.”

Once entering the mall, you slow down your steps, contemplating where to start. Before you could think, Jisoo already has a death grip on your arm pulling you towards what she calls “the best place to shop for dresses.”

Well, she was right. All the dresses in the huge store ranged from elementary graduation to dick appointment type of dresses. Jisoo-being the friend she is-handed you the latter.

“Jisoo! I’m not trying to get into his or anyone’s pants!” You squeal as you grab the dress from her hands and shove it back onto the rack.

“Damn girl I was just trying to help you get the night of your life okay?”

“Thank you, but no thank you.” You state. “I don’t like the guy like that and he doesn’t like me like that either.”

“That was way to many ‘likes’ in one sentence, I honestly didn’t understand what you were trying to say.”

You hit her in the arm with a hanger as a response. “Long story short, we don’t have any feelings for each other.” No response comes for a while so you turn to see if she was still beside you. You come to face a dead-panned Jisoo looking far from impressed with your statement. “What?”

“Girl, you are literally blind! He likes you! I could tell by the moment you stepped into the apartment that he has fallen into a deep hole.” She exasperates, drawing in some strange looks from other shoppers. “Trust me, I’m picking a dress for you and it will DEFINITELY prove that he has feelings for you.”

Shit. Why did Jisoo have to convince you to pick this dress. Yes, it was gorgeous on you. Yes, it hugged all the right place, but you were scared it was going to draw too much attention. You’re not even sure if it’s appropriate attire to meet the mayor in.

It was a long silk dress in the colour of dark mahogany. It hugged you at your waist, hips and thighs and slightly flared out once it hit your knees. The thin straps and low neckline would give people a little tease of what’s under there, but not enough to cause people to give you dirty stares - well, hopefully.

As you take one more look in the mirror, your palms begin to become clammy. What if Seokjin doesn’t like it? What if it’s too much? What if... no, forget it, just get out there. You grab your matching clutch purse and leave.

When turning around the corner to reach the stairs, you spot him at the bottom in front of the mirror touching up his appearance. He’s dressed in a full tux with his hair brushed away from his forehead. 

“You clean up nice.” You comment.

“Of course I do, I’m-” His words get caught in his throat and his jaw drops as he takes in your appearance. You unmistakably see him gulp and it increases your ego a little bit. “You look beautiful.”

Blood rushes to your cheek and you look down to hide the evidence, “Uh- thank you.” Seokjin can feel the blood rushing through his body, primarily the lower region. His first instinct was to start panicking because who wants to have a boner in front of their best friend? The only reasonable thing he could think of doing is slapping himself in the face. You nearly double over in laughter, “Are you good?”

“Yeah, just making sure I’m not dreaming. I’ve never seen you look half-decent before.” He jokes which earns him a hit in the arm and he exaggerates the pain.

“Y/N,” he extends his right elbow, “it would be an honour to escort you out.”

You jokingly curtsy, which accidentally exposed a little more cleavage, and you loop your arm through his.

This is going to be a long night for Seokjin.

“Holy shit holy shit holy shit!” You repeat like a mantra while hitting Seokjin’s arm.

“Yah! What’s with you and abusing me?” Seokjin looks at you paranoid.

“It’s the mayor and it looks like he’s coming here.” Seokjin’s eyes follow where yours are looking and finds that you are indeed correct. Automatically Seokjin pulls off his signature smile and extends a hand for the mayor to shake.

“Ah, you must be Seokjin! I’ve heard you’re a big name in The Bread Basket, I can assume you’re the popular baker everyone talks about - especially the girls.” The mayor jokes in which Seokjin shuffles in his spot uncomfortably.

“Ha ha heh, I guess so.” Seokjin replies.

“Well, who is this fine, young woman?” The mayor extends his hand to you to which you take as if it was a quick shake but he takes it to kiss the back of your hand.

“I’m his friend.” You reply with a bright smile.

The exchange between the three of you continues for a decent time. You and mayor start a good conversation about your shared interest in food and nutritional facts of the catered food while Seokjin adds short remarks every now and then. Unfortunately for you, the mayor had to leave and he went in for a friendly hug with you and Seokjin.

Once he turned away Seokjin breathed out a big huff of air. “I’ve never felt like shitting my pants before but now I can finally check that off the list. By the way, how were you so calm with him?” He questions as you begin to walk around the venue.

“I honestly don’t know. I guess my degree is paying off.” You reply with a shrug.

“I wish I could be like you.” He says.

“Aw thanks Jinnie, that’s probably the nicest thing you’ve said to me.” You joke. You two continue walking around and talking to other people and the media for an hour or so until you make yourselves comfortable on a patio looking out at the glimmering lake. Thankfully, you two were the only ones occupying that space which was a nice contrast to the buzzing main hall.

You’re leaning against the railing while Seokjin is sitting on a chair by the door, both of you were exhausted from the socializing. Seokjin’s eyes lazily traces your silhouette that was drawn by the moonlight. Gosh, you were a view to take in. How you don’t have a boyfriend surprises him, but he’s grateful for that. 

His eyes trace a path from the crown of your head, down the hair that is swooped over your shoulder, to the exposed line down your back all the way to your ass - in which he stops himself because he knows he shouldn’t be checking out his best friend; yet there he was.

As you were looking towards the horizon where the water meets the sky, you felt the presence of eyes boring to the skin on your back. You knew it was Seokjin staring at you, yet again. You caught him staring at you multiple times in your peripheral vision but didn’t bother confronting him about it. Maybe it’s the fancy occasion, the amount of champagne you drank, or the fact that he looks extremely fine in a fully tux, but you actually love the fact that he’s been staring at you. 

Thank you Jisoo for picking this dress.

“Hey Seokjin,” you look at him over your shoulder.

“Yes Y/N?” He sits up straighter in his chair.

“Do you want to go back home?”

The drive back was somewhat tense to say the least. Seokjin looked awfully stiff while holding the steering wheel. Little did you know, he was partially aroused by the way your breasts would softly move up and down by the slightest cracks in the road. He scowled at himself for being perverted around his best friend.

You had somewhat pieced together what the situation was but didn’t jump to conclusions. You tested the waters by leaning your elbow against the ledge of car door to expose more skin. When nothing seemed to change, you began to “stretch” - also known as a whole lot of back arching and shoving your chest towards the sky.

One particular side glance from Seokjin nearly caused him to swerve the car. Your hands were gripping the sides of the car seat beside your legs, your back arched in a way the made your breasts look three times bigger, and the slight whine in the back of your throat made all the blood rush to his dick.

“Fuck” He muttered but you heard and feigned innocence by asking him what’s wrong. Fucking tease, he knew exactly what you were doing so he pushed the gas a little harder. Your antics still continued and you couldn’t decide whether it was the champagne or the new aroused feeling pushing you further.

Those last 10 minutes were probably the most sexually frustrated you’ve ever been and you predict you could say the same for Jin. His hard-on wasn’t exactly difficult to spot in the moonlight. Both of you were buzzing with the alcohol. Both of you were stealing glances.

Both of you wanted each other.

So it wasn’t a surprise that when you entered your shared home, you quickly found your bare skin against the bed sheets with Seokjin’s head in between your thighs. The sounds of his tongue working against your clit and slit sounded anything but holy, but god does it send you to heaven.

“Mmf-f-fuck Soekjin.” You breathe out. His tongue moves against your lower lips in a way that has you gripping and pulling on his hair even harder. He looks up at you with mischief in his eyes while his lips and chin glisten with your wetness.

Fuck.

You toss your head back at the sight, you honestly could’ve came just by looking at the sinful view in front of you.

“I never knew you would taste so good Y/N” he breathes against your heat which causes you to lift your hips towards his mouth out of greed. “Tsk Tsk, you were never good with patience.” He states as he climbs on top of you to place a firm kiss on your lips, giving you a taste of yourself. Your hand comes up to caress his arms and moves to the base of his nape, combing through the short hairs. He breaks the kiss and leans his forehead against your, eyes burning into one another with passion and lust.

His actions slowly came to a full halt as you continued to look at each other. “Are you okay? Do you want to stop this?” You question while holding his cheek.

He kisses the inside of your palm. “No, I’m just trying not to rush this. I’ve liked you for a really long time and-”

“Shh, I like you too. We can talk about this after but right now I’m in dire need for your dick to be inside of me right now.”

Seokjin groans at your statement while he buried his face in your neck. You also noted the twitch you felt against your thighs. “You can’t just say stuff like that.”

“Well you cant just eat me out like that and try to hold a conversation with me after.”

He chuckles, “Touché. But are you sure you want this?” He asks with concern swimming through his words.

You lean in and take his lips in a deep kiss, “yes”.

The wait to have his length inside you was excruciating. You were getting impossibly wet just thinking about his dick, you always wondered what it would feel like to have him inside-

“Oh fuck!” You moan as he pushes himself inside of you.

“Shit sorry are you okay?”

“Yeah, keep going it feels so fucking good-mmf” your words are slowly slurring together as he picks up the pace.

The feeling of his skin against yours and him inside of you was unimaginable. It exceeded your expectation and dreams. Yes, you dreamt about this moment. You dreamt about it too often and your dreams finally came true. Seokjin ended up having you come three times and topped your list for most mind-blowing sex you’ve ever experienced. Your chest heaved up and down as he walked away to only come back with a towel to help clean you off.

The consequences of what just unfolded started to float in your mind. You toyed with confronting him while he was cleaning you up, but was that too weird? Tomorrow is an option but that might be awkward to bring it up again. Maybe-

“Hey,” Seokjin interrupts your train of thought as he sinks in the bed beside you, “don’t think about it too much, just know that this didn’t mean nothing to me and you hold a special place in my heart.”

You smile at his statement, “this didn’t mean nothing to me either.” You moved forward to press your lips against his.

“Well,” Seokjin pulls back with a wide grin. “I guess that settles it then. Nice talk!” He jokes.

You hit him in the chest, “I was being sincere!”

“I know you are, but i don’t know how to wrap around the fact that I finally have the chance to call you mine.” He says in disbelief.

You two stay in comfortable silence in each other’s arms until he breaks the silence. “Hey, I just want to say...” He pauses as if he’s searching for the right words. 

“Thank you for eating all my creations.” 

To say you laughed out a lung is an understatement.

“Why are you laughing? You helped me create all those recipes for The Bread Basket! You also told me to speak out how I truly feel and now you’re laughing at me? I’m hurt.” He places a hand over his heart to emphasize his pain.

You continue wheezing and wiping the tears off your face. “I just expected you to say a shitty joke like ‘I got to put the bread in the oven’.”

“I mean,” He says while placing his hands behind his head and smugly looking at you, “I accomplished that too.”

A/N. if you ended up getting to this point I want to thank you for reading it! This is my first time writing smut so it 9/10 is pretty shitty. Anyways hope you enjoyed it, feedback/constructive criticism is greatly appreciated !!

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The Man in the Pink Cape || 7

Author: Randombtsprincessa

Characters: Jin (Non Idol) x Reader (2nd POV)

Chapters:  01  02  03  04  05  06

The second hand ticked steadily down towards 3 and you winced when the minute hand finally, finally made contact with the dreaded number. It was 7:15, an hour and fifteen minutes from the time he said he’d pick you up.

You slumped down now, unable to keep yourself excited and ready to pounce on the door the minute he walked in to drag him back out.

A small bloom of hurt was unfurling inside you now, becoming bigger by each passing second before.

He knew you wanted this.

He had said he wanted this too.

Jin was late…again. For the – you didn’t even remember but you knew it was one time too many. You had kept the ‘demanding girlfriend’ far away from Jin, knowing he needed to focus on getting out of college before he could focus on you but this was getting a bit too much.

You didn’t like to be a burden, even if it was your boyfriend and it was his duty to make you feel loved and attended.

That was one thing you did not feel at the moment.

Jin had been paying you little to no time at all since last month, since the week you slept together and he had been outright ignoring you for the last week, even after his final exams and passing. He had called to give you the good news and to tell you he’d be moving out of the dorms, into an apartment quite near to yours but then there had been radio silence.

You would be lying if you said it wasn’t bothering you.

So, you had picked up the gauntlet and called him. He’d picked up, sounding warm enough and you had told him about the carnival in town, asking him if he would like to go with you.

He had sounded excited, enthusiastic and even told you to be ready at 6 so he could pick you up and take you.

You had complied.

You were sat on your couch, dressed and ready for him to fetch you but as usual as of late, Jin was absent. He was 1 hour 15 minutes late and not even a text or a call had graced your phone saying that he would be late or couldn’t make it. Even Eunji and Hanna had invited you when they heard you wanted to go to the carnival, just in case Jin said no later but he hadn’t and you were eager to get some time with your boyfriend. Now, of course, he was a no show.

It was safe to say you were upset.

Now you were resigned to watch your roommate sit in the opposite chair, curled up with a novel, which was different as she sipped on some tea. She had offered you some when she saw you sitting there but you had refused that too. You wished you hadn’t. Sipping on something might have given you something to be distracted by.

“How late is he?”

You jumped at your roommate’s voice.

Duri had never once, if not absolutely necessary, spoken to you. You always chalked it up to her being shy or so in her own world that she barely noticed your presence but if she had asked how late ‘he’ was, you wondered how much she had observed.

Even as you stared, she lowered her book to look at you.

“Your boyfriend…Jin, wasn’t it?”

You could nod dumbly.

“Yeah, I’ve noticed he’s been missing out on you for a bit.” She added as she waited for you to answer her previous question.

“Um, an hour,” you muttered and she clicked her tongue, closing her book gently.

“It’s been the 23rd time, is everything ok?” she asked.

You tried not to be embarrassed by the fact that she had counted it up to that high and instead settled for horror that she had.

“You were keeping count?” you asked. She shrugged at that.

“I don’t know what happened.” You muttered.

“Who is he exactly?”

“Kim Soekjin…”

There was a pause before she spoke again, this time, her tone was different.

“From Min Suga’s frat?”

You nodded, watching her expression as it faded to knowing then just sad. It was strange. Duri never let on that she was in touch with anything besides her books, much less feelings. You wondered at what caused the change.

“Do you know them?” You asked, immediately feeling wary as her big eyes filled up and she looked at you with something that generated natural sympathy in you.

“Yes, I know them.”

You waited, leaning forward as you watched her hunch into her body and spit out the rest of the words.

“Min Yoongi is the one who took my virginity in one of his parties. He then left me in the room and told me I wasn’t good enough and he shouldn’t have brought me up to his room. He told me to get dressed and get out and then he slept with two more girls. I had a crush on him then and that shattered me. I’ve…never been with anyone after that.”

You gaped at your roommate for a bit before getting up and going over to her chair and slipping into the space left, wrapping an arm around her. She didn’t flinch and she didn’t lean into you but she cast you a thankful look nonetheless.

“Thanks,”

It was your turn to shrug.

“Have you slept with Jin?” she asked finally.

You froze.

That was answer enough for her, you suppose. You had and you knew exactly what she was going to tell you and while deep down you were hoping against everything that that wasn’t true, you had to be honest to yourself.

That thought had crossed your mind.

“Duri…”

“You love him.”

You nodded again.

“Has he told you he loves you?” she asked, making you pause again from defending your boyfriend.

“Look, I hate Suga but I know what happened, it was my fault. Yoongi never told me he loved me, not even that he liked me. He just said he wanted sex and I was stupid thinking that by offering myself I could win his love. I didn’t. They are careful about these things. They won’t let anything binding them. That’s what frat boys are.”

You listened and while your head agreed your heart refused to believe that Jin had dated you for months before making a move. Even, he hadn’t made the move; it had been you who had jumped on him.

Could Jin really be just another frat boy?

Jin was in trouble.

Jin was in serious, serious trouble.

He glanced at his watch once before knocking on the door frantically, using his key to let himself in before noticing the figure on the couch.

Jin couldn’t help but freeze, looking at you guiltily as you’re moved to the small rose in his hand then back to your eyes.

“If you think I’m going to the carnival with you at,” the eyes moved to the clock on the wall, “11pm, you’re dead wrong.”

“I know, I know, I’m late, I just had to help some friend out to move out of the dorm and it took longer than I planned…”

He trailed off, knowing you weren’t buying it. Your face told him you were done buying anything he handed out.

“You couldn’t even call to tell me you weren’t going to show up.”

“Babe,”

“Not even a freaking text,”

“Please Y/N,”

“Jin, if you’re done with me; just tell me; you could’ve kicked me out after that night together and I would’ve taken the hint you know.” You said and he stopped, frowning at you.

“What are you talking about?”

“I’m talking about you being a frat boy, Jin. You slept with me and that was enough so you’re done with me, aren’t you?”

All worry left him as anger gripped at him.

“You think I was using you for sex? Is that what you think of me?” he snarled.

“I don’t know what I think of you anymore Jin. You’re never around, you don’t call, you don’t text, and you can’t even say you’re busy because I know you aren’t. Are you cheating on me?”

“Of course not!”

“Then why are you never here?”

He opened his mouth to answer but nothing came out.

What was he supposed to tell you? You wouldn’t believe him anyway but he had to try.

“Listen to me, Y/N; there are things about me I can’t tell you. You just need to trust me.”

You gaped at him, gaped at his audacity, his nerve to ask that of you.

“I don’t think I can, Jin. I don’t even know if you love me.”

I do…I do very much…

You stared at his slowly hardening face before you took a step forward, holding out your hand. “I want the key back.” you said, trying to keep your voice from shaking.

He raised his hand too, fist tightening once of the key before letting it fall on your palm, along with the flower.

Without another word, he turned and left, gently shutting the door after him.

It wasn’t until the last echo of door faded that you allowed yourself to curl into yourself on the couch and wrap your arms around yourself, feeling the tears you were holding in streak down your face just as Jin sat in his car, looking at windshield for a minute before slamming both his hands on the wheel, spouting curses at himself and his cruel fate that always snatched away the things most precious to him.

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BTS Incorrect quotes #4

Y/N: Why do you let me win when we race up the stairs? You’re the faster one. Namjoon: Erm… it’s nice to see your smile when you win! *later* Y/N: He is probably just staring at my ass, isn't he. Jin: Yeah, probably.

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BTS Incorrect quotes #5

Taehyung: Hey, what’s up?

Jungkook: The sky.

Taehyung: No, I meant like, what are you doing?

Jungkook: Oh, Y/N.

Y/N: (highfives Jungkook) Nice!

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BTS Incorrect Quotes #7

Jin: Come on, I wasn't that drunk last night. Yoongi: You were flirting with Y/N. Jin: So what? We're married. Yoongi: You asked them if they were single. Jin: ... Yoongi: And then you cried when they said they weren't.

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BTS Incorrect quotes #3

Jungkook: Hey, do you know the password to Jin’s computer? Y/N: Fuck you, Jungkook. Jungkook: Hey!! Y/N: No, you misunderstood, the password is "fuckyouJungkook". Jungkook: Oh, no numbers? Not very safe.