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airaibunny · 9 months

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sub!momo x dom!fem!reader - “switch”(warnings: smut, aphrodisiacs, thigh riding, mommy kink, oral, fingering, praise, orders, begging[a little], nipple/breast play)

a/n: requested! i combined two requests for this, i’ll reply to them with links! imagine you and momo’s apartment has an en suit bathroom, so the story makes sense🫡 this is my first time writing dom reader/mommy kink, please give me feedback if you have any! i hope it isn’t too terrible though😭

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“SOMEONE GET THAT FOR ME!”

nayeon shouts from the kitchen. you and jihyo are hanging out at her apartment for the evening. she’s getting more snacks at the moment and the doorbell just rang.

“i’ll get it.” jihyo springs up from the couch and walks over to the door. there’s a man standing there with a package and jihyo takes it from him after signing a piece of paper. she says thank you and waves goodbye to the man, shutting the door behind him.

“it’s a package. do you want me to open it?” jihyo sits back down, still holding the box. “yeah, go ahead.” nayeon joins you guys on the couch and hands you a bowl of chips. jihyo opens it and pulls out a small black box labeled “tabs.” she furrows her eyebrows, holding it up.

“oh my god!” nayeon snatches it out of jihyo’s hands to look at it up close. “what is it.” you ask, sitting closer to nayeon. “they’re these chocolates that make you horny.” jihyo laughs at her bluntness and slaps you on the shoulder.

“that’s too funny. are you and jeongyeon having trouble?” she starts laughing again and nayeon rolls her eyes. “fuck you, no. i just have something i want her to do and i thought these would make her more likely to give in.” your eyes widen and jihyo completely stops laughing.

“what the fuck? are you going to ask her to bark or some shit?” you ask, looking over at jihyo and giggling. “fuck you too, no. it’s none of your business.” you bring your hands up, trying to contain your laughter.

“oh there’s three, do you guys want one?” nayeon pulls two chocolates out of the box, extending her arm towards you and jihyo. “nayeon who the fuck am i going to try that with?” jihyo crosses her arms, slowly blinking at nayeon.

“whatever, y/n?” you shake your head. “no thank you.” you lightly push her hand away but she brings it back towards you. “oh c’mon, there’s nothing you want to try with momo?” you think for a second, there is something you want to try. momo is always very dominant, she never lets you take the lead. you’ve wanted to try being in charge for a while, but you don’t know how to tell her.

“i don’t know, i don’t think she’d take it.” nayeon rolls her eyes again. “just don’t tell her. it’s food and momo isn’t exactly the brightest, she’ll eat it.” you open your mouth, offended at her random jab at your girlfriend. “just take it.” she shoves the chocolate in your hands and you just decide to take it and put it in your bag.

“we skipped past what nayeon said earlier too quickly, what the fuck do you want to try?” jihyo circles back to your earlier conversation and goes back and forth with nayeon for a few minutes. you get a text notification in the middle of their little argument.

momo🩷: hi love, i just got home. u still at nayeon’s?

you: yeah, but i’m leaving now. see u soon! <3

“hey guys, i have to go.” jihyo and nayeon protest and ask you to stay longer, but you insist that you have to leave. “ugh fine. don’t forget to tell us how your night goes though.” nayeon winks at you and you roll your eyes. you hug them both goodbye and blow them a kiss while walking to the front door. you walk outside and shut the door, making your way to where your car is parked downstairs.

on the drive home, you think about the chocolate in your purse. should you really gives it to her? you desperately want to, but it feels somewhat wrong. would she be angry or upset at your afterwards? you think about every possible scenario in your head, finally deciding that you should just do it. you already can’t keep your hands off each other without the need for aphrodisiac chocolates, this will just be a slight shove in your favor.

you finally arrive at your apartment building and park your car. you head upstairs and walk to your apartment, opening the door.

“you’re here! i missed you!” you hear a squeal as soon as your walk through the door. momo runs to you, wrapping her arms around your waist and pulling you in for a kiss. “i missed you too!” you give her another peck on the lips and set your stuff on the couch.

“how was nayeon’s? did you tell her i was sorry for not going?” you walk over the kitchen to get a glass of water. “it was nice, and yes i told her.” you think for a second, debating on whether you should give her the chocolate now or later. you settle on giving it to her now because it’s getting to be nighttime already.

“she actually ordered some fancy chocolate from sweden or some place like that. she gave me a piece to try it and i saved it so we could split it. it’s in my bag.”

“really?“ momo excitedly walks over to the couch to look for the chocolate in your bag. you watch as she takes it out and unwraps it, breaking it in two halves and eating one of them. she notices you staring at her and furrows her eyebrows while smiling. “why are you watching me eating it like that? did you poison it or something?”

you choke a bit on your water and she stops smiling. “that’s a bit concerning.” she stands up, walking over to you. “i’m fine, sorry.” she giggles and gives you a kiss. “okay, i’m going to go shower.” she walks away, still laughing to herself. you stay standing in the kitchen. you didn’t even ask nayeon how long they take to work. you anxiously wait for her to be done with her shower, pacing around the kitchen.

after about 30 minutes of your mind racing with questions and thoughts, you hear the water turn off and walk over to your bedroom.

“momo, are you done?” she walks out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel as soon as your finish your sentence. “yeah.” she answers while walking closer to you. she doesn’t let you get another word in before she pulls you in for a deep, accelerated kiss. she grabs onto the back of your shorts, pulling you closer to her body. you try to pull away but she won’t let you. she takes your lip in between her teeth, tugging it slightly. her hands travel to the front of your shorts, tapping on the zipper.

“take these off, let me ride you.” she tries to pull you into the kiss again, but you push her back by her chest. “no, why do you always get to tell me what to do?” she scoffs, attempting to undo the button on your shorts. you grab her wrists, pushing her hands away.

“not today. if you want to get off so badly, you’re going to do it my way. if not, i’ll gladly let you do it yourself.”

momo glares at you, trying to intimidate you into giving in. you roll your eyes in response, dropping her wrists. “fine, i’m going to take a shower.” you start walking away, thinking there’s absolutely no way she’ll indulge you.

“wait, no, please.”

you stop and turn around. she lets the towel around her body drop to the ground, completely exposing herself. “we can do it your way, but please don’t leave me alone.” you smirk and walk closer to her, putting your hand on the side of her face. “good. you’ll do everything i say, got it?” she nods her head. “yes, princess.” you stop to stare at her for a second. “i don’t like that, it still feels like you’re in charge.” she is frozen for a few seconds, you can tell she’s trying to come up with something.

“yes, mommy.”

fuck.

you can immediately feel the slick running onto your underwear when she calls you that. “call me that again.”

“mommy.”

you bite your lip, staring at her with a devilish smirk. she looks so desperate and vulnerable; you love it. you bring your lips to her neck, leaving sloppy kisses and bite marks everywhere. you use your hands to play with her breasts, squeezing them and tugging at her nipples. you hear low moans and whines leaving her lips and chuckle to yourself.

“how are you already so excited? we haven’t even started, pretty girl.”

she answers in the form of another long whine and you continue teasing her.

“y/n, i need more, please.” she requests. you consider giving her what she wants, but she’s normally such a tease, why should you be the opposite?

“rephrase that.” you pull away from her neck for a second to reply. she’s silent, trying to figure out what you meant.

“i need more, please, mommy.” you smile against her skin. “good girl.” you feel her knees give out for a second and wrap your arm around her waist, taking her to the bed. you sit down, patting your thigh for her to do the same. she immediately does, gasping when she comes in contact with your skin. you’re dripping just from watching her struggle to sit without whimpering, she’s so fucking hot.

“you’re such a sensitive girl, it’s so cute.”

you put your hands on her hips, rocking them against your thigh. her hands go to your shoulders for support. you bring your face to her breasts, taking one of them into your mouth. she removes one of her hands from your shoulder and places it on the back of your head, entangling it with your hair.

you continue moving her hips, soaking your thigh with her fluids. “faster, mommy.” you smirk again, fully caught up in the nickname. “say please.” you pull away, waiting for her to do what you said. “please.” “okay, pretty girl.”

you go back to leaving marks and bruises all over her tits while adding speed to your motions. incomplete whines and moans come out of her, gaining volume as you go faster.

“fuck, i’m so close. please don’t stop.” you keep going at the same pace as to not disrupt her impending orgasm. her grip on your hair tightens and you feel her hips twitch on your thigh. she buries her face into your neck and finishes with one drawn out whine. you slow down, letting her be completely done.

“good job, you did so well.” you kiss her cheek and run your fingers through her hair, allowing her to calm down. “lay down.” you order and she complies, falling back on the bed.

you force her legs apart, sliding your body in between them. you kiss her, letting your hands touch her everywhere. her hands wrap around your neck to pull you closer.

“can you play with your tits for me?” you request. you see her become extremely flushed and lean down to kiss her again. “no reason to be embarrassed, go ahead, pretty girl.” you unlace her hands from your neck, putting them on top of her breasts. she hesitates for a few seconds, but ends up doing what you asked.

“good job. now, i’m going to go down on you, if you stop doing this, i’ll stop. got it?”

she nods her head, but you raise your eyebrows waiting for a verbal answer. “yes, mommy.” once you’re sure she understands, you start leaving a trail of kisses all the way down to her core. you can already hear her gaining volume just from her owns hands.

you finally look at her heat, she’s soaked. this just reminds you of how wet you are yourself. you softly kiss her thighs, teasing her a bit before moving on. you plant a kiss on top of her clit and drag your tongue along her folds. she curses under her breath, still playing with her tits.

you move your tongue everywhere, circling it around her clit and pushing it into her entrance when you pass it. you drink every bit of fluid coming out of her. you can hear her whimpering and begging for you to keep going. you look up every few seconds to make sure she’s still doing what you told her, which she is.

“mommy, feels good.”

you didn’t imagine being in control could be this exhilarating. every time she speaks you can feel yourself nearly climaxing on the spot without any sort of friction.

she starts getting louder, meaning she’s close. without thinking, you push two fingers inside her; immediately beginning to pump them in and out of her entrance while still using your tongue on her clit. her thighs tense around your head as a reaction to the added sensation.

she practically lets out a scream as she finishes all over your mouth. you lap up every last drop coming out of her, not even letting it touch the mattress.

once you hear her stop moaning, you come up, making sure she can see you licking your fingers. you put your hand on her chest as she pants, giving her a soft kiss. “hey, deep breaths.” once she can breathe normally again, you lean in to whisper in her ear.

“that was hot.” you giggle and she smiles at you, pulling you in for another kiss. she suddenly stops however, pushing your face back.

“i know there was something up with that chocolate.”

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purpleyoonn · 1 year

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Doughnuts and Shell Casings

one shot series // part 1 of ?

summary: you finally gather the courage to leave your routine and do something different. your expectations are blown out of the water as you meet your soulmates in a less-than-expected way.

genre: soulmate au, bts au, mafia au, poly au,

pairing: mafia bts x innocent reader

warnings: robberies/break-ins, attempted kidnapping, murder, reader witnesses a murder, bruises, mafia bangtan, weapon use, very touchy bangtan, blood,

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masterlist // one-shot masterlist

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Mornings were always the best for you. You loved getting things done and then having the rest of the day to relax or do whatever your heart desired. It was probably one of the reasons you loved working at a café, that and the free coffee and pastries.

Doughnut was the name of the café, named after the owner’s famous doughnuts she handmakes every morning before opening. Nayeon and Jihyo owned the café and were also some of your closest friends. You had gone to school with them, and the rest of their soulgroup.

There were nine people total within their soulgroup, and you were happy that they were able to complete their soulgroup so early in life. Most people don’t find their soulmates until their twenties, others were lucky enough to grow up with theirs.

Unfortunately for you, you had yet to meet any of the people whose name’s live on your wrist. There were seven names, and you had yet to even hear of them in your twenty-five years. It had you losing hope, but you had faith that you would meet them soon.

“Good morning, Kitty!” Nayeon yelled out to you as soon as you walked in through the back door. She had been calling you that since you were six, since the day you walked into first grade with your favorite stuffed animal: a black cat plushie.

“Good morning, Bunnie!” You yelled back, seeing her working on getting the fresh batch of pastries and sweets out on the shelf. It was your turn to bake the cookies, hence why you were at the café at 4:30 in the morning.

You set out to make coffees first, two for you for Nayeon and one for Sana who would be coming in at five. Once you handed Nayeon her coffee, and after hearing her mumble her thanks, you set out to get the cookie dough you had let freeze over night for easier handling. You spent all day yesterday working on making cookie dough. You made chocolate chip, peanut butter, and sugar cookie dough.

Your sugar cookies were a huge selling point, besides the doughnuts. You spent hours before opening individualizing each cookie, making different characters and designs. You loved seeing the faces of the little kids who come into the shop and pick out one of your cookies. It was a fun hobby for you and you loved the payoff of the business you receive from them.

Once you had a couple batches in the oven to bake and the time set, you moved back to the front to help Sana, who had just arrived, clean and set up the café. It was a smaller café, only around eight or nine small tables and twice as many chairs, but it was your friend groups pride and joy. All ten of you worked there, varying shifts and times.

You, Nayeon, and Jihyo worked the most shifts, as this was your baby. The others all had their own things going on, but never failed to take on one or two shifts a week at the café. It led to many fun times, and lots of happy memories that littered the walls in the form of polaroids.

“Okay my friends, we open in thirty minutes. Let’s have another good day and make even more friends!” Nayeon shouted out, getting your attention as she stood with her hands in the air.

When it was time to open, you already had a couple of customers waiting outside, two of your regulars who had been coming in every morning since you opened three years ago. You actually already had their order ready for them at the counter, two hot chocolates with caramel and two of Nayeon’s chocolate glazed doughnuts.

“Thanks again, deary.” The wife, Mrs. Chang, smiled up at you as you rang in their total. Mr. and Mrs. Chang were two of the sweetest people you had ever met.

“It’s no problem Mrs. Chang. You know we love seeing you both every morning.” You smile back at her, meaning every word. You loved seeing your regulars and learning how their day has been.

“Have you heard about the robberies going on?” Mr. Chang speaks up, a hint of worry in his tone as he looks to the side and out the window. Your eyebrows furrow in confusion as you take in his words.

“No, Mr. Chang. We haven’t heard anything.” You hand him the change as he motions for his wife to grab their usual table.

“There has been a couple robberies over the past week, most of them taking place downtown in the shopping district but we still worry about you all.” He places a hand on top of your own that rest on the counter.

“Thank you for that, Mr. Chang. I will talk to Nayeon and Jihyo and see if we can’t figure out some more safety measures.” You try to smile reassuringly at the older gentleman, not quite sure what you could do, but it seems to work as he smiles back and nods his head.

“Good. I wouldn’t want anything to happen to our favorite girls.” He grabs his hot chocolate and goes to sit down.

His words had you kind of worried, wondering if at some point the robberies would make their way to where you were located. You hoped that the college district was far enough away that you were safe. You looked over to the measly double lock that the front door had and moved to turn to Sana.

“We need to figure out our budget and see what kind of safety measures we can add to the building.” Sana quirks her head at you, questioning your statement. You lead her to the back where Nayeon was and explain to them what Mr. Chang said.

They were also a little worried, Nayeon telling you both she would talk to Jihyo and look at the budget to see what you all could do. That was all you could really do for the moment without looking at the numbers so with that you all went back to work.

It was a normal day, the flow ebbing off around eleven but returning around one when classes let out for the science building at the local university. That meant rush hour for your café as the crowds of students came for caffeine refuels or sweets to tide them over.

This meant that it was time for Dahyun, Momo and Jeongyeon’s shift. They would be taking over for you and Sana as it was Nayeon’s day to run the shop. You both were going to meet Chaeyoung for lunch as she had a free period before her next class.

“Bye Bunnie! By Hyunie! By Yeongie! By Momo!” You and Sana both shouted out in unison, your normal departure ritual, each earning bye’s in return as the door closed behind you.

The two of you walked the couple blocks it would take to get to the restaurant.

“You know, you should get out more, like take up a yoga or painting class or something.” Sana was nonchalant as she suggested. The soulgroup had been trying to get you out of your hole for years. They thought you spent too much time in the shop or at home.

“You don’t need to worry about me. Getting out isn’t really my…thing.” You shrugged in response. It was true, you were completely content with just relaxing at home or being at the café. You weren’t the person to party or drink. It just wasn’t something you enjoyed.

“It’s just, the more places you go to, or things you do, the more likely it is you’ll meet your soulmates.” She explains with a saddened tone. They all hated watching you retreat into your shell. They knew that you thought it was too late for you to meet your soulmates and noticed how you stared at your soulmark when you thought no one was looking.

They just wanted you to be happy.

“That’s why I’m doing what I’m comfortable with. I’m going with you and Chaeyoungie to lunch and we’ll be there to hang out.” You appreciate their love and friendship, but you aren’t comfortable with putting yourself out there, even if it is to find your soulmates.

“And I’m happy you are going!” Sana squeals as she wraps her arms around your shoulders. “You never go to lunch with us!” She wasn’t wrong. It had been a long time since you had gone to lunch with one of your friends. You usually brought lunch with you and ate it in the back or went home to eat.

Within another five minutes you had made it to the restaurant, seeing Chaeyoung wave at you from her window seat. It seemed she made it early to grab you guys a table.

You smiled wide as you saw your younger friend. You both shared the same birthday; you only being born a year before. You bonded quickly over that, dubbing yourself the ‘birthday twins” after meeting.

“Youngie!!”

“Y/n-ie!” You both run to her, almost crashing into each other as you wrap your arms around your friend. You hadn’t seen her for a week, you both being busy with work and school.

When you let go, Sana was already at the table looking at the menu. Chaeyoung drags you over and has you sit next to her as she goes to hand you a menu as well.

“Okay so I already got our drinks. They should be coming soon.” Chaeyoung broke the silence from you looking at the menu. You hadn’t been to this restaurant before, but you know the girls frequented it a lot.

“So, what have you been up to Youngie?” You turn to her and ask.

“I’ve been finishing up my sculpture! It is almost done and I think I only need one or two more sessions before I can start glazing it.” Chaeyoung is in the middle of getting her art degree and is taking a ceramics class for the first time.

She was nervous when she first started, so you were happy to see her getting excited about it now that a couple months have passed. She was also in a photography course, which you knew she was even more excited for.

“What is your sculpture going to be?” You ask as your drinks arrive.

“She won’t tell us. She says it’s supposed to be a surprise.” Sana states, narrowing her eyes at her younger mate, a teasing glint in her voice. Chaeyoung begins to blush at her mate’s tone, rolling her eyes dramatically to deflect.

“Because it is. I wouldn’t have to keep it a secret if someone didn’t break my last sculpture on accident.” Chaeyoung accuses, looking directly at Sana as she spoke.

“Hey! It wasn’t my fault that Jihyo accidentally knocked into the vase!”

“Yes it was! If you weren’t trying to bite her shoulder then she wouldn’t have fallen into my vase!” You looked back and forth between the two, excitedly watching the drama unfold as the two continued on.

However, despite the growing entertainment, your stomach was rumbling with hunger and you needed to get food into your system or you were going to cry. You look around for your waiter only to notice something sticking out the back of a man’s jacket. It was black and shiny and had your nerves standing on end.

You looked up to see if you could recognize the man only for him to already be looking at you, a smirk resting on his lips as he winks at you. Your eyes widen as he moves to place his finger on his lips, a “be quiet” gesture.

You quickly turn to Sana and Chaeyoung who were still arguing over whose fault the broken vase was.

“We need to leave. Now.” Your quiet voice and urgent tone as their own figures freezing, turning to look at you to see you visibly shaken.

“What’s going on Y/n?” Sana asks you, leaning in closer to you over the table. You open your mouth to respond only for a scream of terror to cut you off.

You move to yank your friends under the table with you, hearing the words “freeze” and “get down” yelled all throughout the restaurant. Once you know that your friends are okay, huddled together under the table, you risk your courage and move slowly to peer out from under your cover.

There were three men standing up, guns in hand and aimed at who appears to be the owner of the restaurant. You can hear your ears ringing as you watch the scene play out in front of you.

“We told you. Boss gave you three weeks to give him the money back you owe him.” The one in front spoke, his voice slightly pitchy but nonetheless attractive as he spoke up, tone cold as he cocks his gun at the trembling man.

“I—I’m sorry Sirs! I’ll get you the money. I swear!” The man cries out, only for a gun shot to ring out.

One of the employees was trying to crawl past the men, passed you and to the door. You couldn’t look away as the man tried to crawl to you, hand grabbing onto your forearm where your marks were.

“help plea…” Another shot rang out as the man fell to the ground. You gasped, moving your hand to cover your mouth as you looked to your other, blood now smeared across your soulmarks as his hand continued to clutch onto you.

You could feel the tears falling down your cheeks as you look at the man, the life gone from his eyes as they now stare, unblinkingly at you. You could vaguely hear Chaeyoung and Sana calling your name, can feel the tugging on your shit stop once the footsteps start.

One of the men was now kneeling down in front of you, yanking the man’s arm off of you and grabbing you to stand up. He had a grin on his face, barely concealed by his lips moving.

“Poor baby. Let’s just clean that up.” He pulls you in the direction of the other men, both wearing their own smiles as they watch their partner drag you.

He pulls you and makes you stand in front of the owner, still crying as the guns aimed at him never faulted. He steadies you upright, hands on your shoulders as he make you face the owner.

“Can our sweetheart here clean up in the back? She’s got a little something on her arm.” Both you and the owner glance down at your arm, the reminder of red making more tears pool in your eyes. The man looks at you with a worried look, “sorry” written all over his features as he points to the back.

“Speak up!” One of the men behind you speaks, tone sharp as the owner jumps in his boots.

“You can go through there. The sink is to the right.” He cries out, fists clenched to his sides as the man walks you forward past the counter where the man was standing. You can see his hand moving out, only for it to snap back to his side.

“Don’t touch her!” The same man shouts, a slight growl to his tone this time, like he was speaking through anger.

The one in the middle, the main leader it seemed, still hasn’t spoken. He just stares hard at the owner, almost begging him to move and give him the chance to shoot. It was unnerving as you had a full view of his face as you tried to scrub the blood off your forearm.

The man who grabbed you still stood behind you, flush against your back with his hands on your shoulders. You had no clue what he was doing or looking at, but you had to bite your lip to hold back your sobs.

“Do you need some help there, baby?” His voice was right next to your ear, causing you to flinch a little. The man just chuckled before reaching for your arm. You knew you couldn’t say no, couldn’t deny him when they had guns aimed at everyone.

You let him move you around so he could face you. While he was scrubbing at your mark, you took the time to study his appearance. He wore a long black coat that seemed designer from how nice the material looked. He was wearing jeans and some nice boots. His face though, was otherworldly.

He was beautiful. Ethereal even. His features were sharp, as if sculpted by the gods. He had a mole on his nose and if you looked closely enough, you could see one under his eye. He seemed to be smiling as he cleaned your arm, paying closer attention to one of the names on your mark, rubbing it with his thumb.

Once the blood was cleaned up, he held your hand in his and stood back up. You watched him nod to his partners who then got busy. Within seconds the owner was shot, and two of the employees who were there were in similar states, screams of terror and panic sounding from the eating area.

The man holding your hand had moved you passed the owner, making you step over him instead of moving around. You noticed Chaeyoung and Sana watching you with tear marks stained to their faces. You wanted to move to them, reassure them you were okay, but you didn’t know if that was true.

“Hello darling. Sorry about the mess.” The man who shot the owner was now smiling down at you, his smirk turning to a smile as he moves his hand to cup your cheek.

Jimin almost coos at you as he watches you shake. You didn’t even realize who they were. You were probably too focused on your fear to feel the tingles running up your spine at their hands touching you.

You can’t even speak you were petrified. Jimin knew you wouldn’t be like that for much longer, not when they brought you back. But it had to wait for now. There were too many witnesses and Namjoon would kill him if they harmed you in any way.

“Don’t worry, everything will be okay.” He squeezed your cheek in his grip before reluctantly pulling away.

“Are these your friends?” Your heart skipped as he gestured to Sana and Chaeyoung who were frozen, watching the scene in front of them. You nodded your head only for the tallest man to chuckle.

“Use your words, darling.” You couldn’t tell if the shiver you felt was from fear or something entirely different but nodded again.

“Yes sir. They are my friends.” You managed to whisper after trying to clear your throat.

“Good girl.” The leader spoke in your ear before turning back to your friends, motioning for them to stand up. They both slowly stood up, limbs locked from fear as they clung to each other.

“Now, why don’t you make sure our darling here gets home safe. We don’t want any more blood on her hands.” The men laugh at the joke, but the humor doesn’t reach you nor does it reach any other person in the building. You can still see one or two more customers hiding behind tables, watching everything unfold.

You don’t know why you were singled out, nor why the men smiled at you the way they did, but you figured they were just sick, finding everything funny as if they didn’t just shoot four people dead.

Jimin let everyone go free, knowing they couldn’t identify them even if they tried. No one would believe them anyways. They had the cameras shut down over an hour before they even arrived, Yoongi doing his job and more as he is probably already uncovering everything about you.

The three of them watch you walk out, shaking as you cling to your friends.

“She’ll be clinging to us soon enough.” Jungkook wraps an arm around Jimin’s waist, knowing exactly what his older mate was thinking. Taehyung nods his head in agreement.

“She had her eyes practically glued to me the entire time I was holding her. She even started to relax in my hold, not that she noticed.” Jimin quirked his eyebrow, smiling as he opened the door to the car.

“Such a sweet little thing. I know Jin is going to love her.” They all laugh, knowing just how much Jin is going to love their innocent soulmate.

“Probably won’t let her leave. He’ll keep her with him the first couple months maybe, spoil her rotten.” Jungkook quips back, a knowing glint to his eyes as he remembers his own first couple of months with his soul group.

“Oh, like you weren’t sucking his dick two months in!” Taehyung exclaimed, his head hitting the passenger side window as Jimin takes a sharp turn. Jungkook just shrugs his shoulders.

“Yeah, so. What’s your point?” Rolling his eyes, Jimin just reaches for his phone, hitting the first speed dial.

“Hey baby, we’ve found her.”

-*-*-

“Someone get her blanket for her!” You were pushed onto your sofa as Jihyo yelled out, motioning for your favorite blanket. It was a light blue, worn down from use but still felt as soft as the day you got it. You had brought it with you through three different moves and almost losing it to your grandmother’s dog a couple years back.

It was your comfort item and if there was ever a time where you needed it, it would be now.

Chaeyoung managed to text the group chat a SOS message, letting them know what happened. And while they were all worried for everyone, Sana made sure to let them know exactly what happened when you got to your apartment and everyone was waiting for you.

“Here you go, Bunnie.” Nayeon handed you your blanket before taking her seat next to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and almost bringing you into her lap. They were all scared and worried for you.

“Why you? Out of everyone in the restaurant? Why you?” Jeongyeon asked the most obvious question, something the others didn’t really want to think about.

“It was weird. Once the man started crawling to her, I noticed the robbers get really angry, like visibly shaking before one of them shot the man.” Chaeyoung spoke up from her place on Mina’s lap. Her voice quiet as she goes through her memory of the events.

“And then one of them walked up to her, pulled her up and helped her clean her arm of the uh, of the blood.” Sana choked out, adding onto what Chaeyoung was saying.

“Did they say anything to you Y/n?” Momo asked, leaning on her knees as she moves so she can look directly at you.

“They just…kept trying to take care of me, calling me pet names and asking if I was okay.” You were unsure of everything that happened. You felt like your brain was making things up, trying to twist the events so you weren’t traumatized. You almost felt like you were lying to yourself.

However, one thing stuck in your head, no matter how many times you tried to forget about it.

“When the man helped me clean my arm, he kept rubbing at my soulmark.” Your words stump the others, shock moving through your friends as you stare at the pillow on your lap. No one knew what to say or think.

“He was probably just shocked by the number of names on your mark. You know it’s not really common to have a huge soulgroup like we do.” Nayeon reassured you. She knew exactly where your mind was going.

You were wondering if these men were your soulmates. No one besides regulars at work have ever been that caring and nice upon meeting you, especially when they were robbing the establishment where you were eating.

“Yeah, let’s not worry about it. They probably just saw an opportunity to make someone uncomfortable and took it.” Dahyun agreed with Nayeon, but her reassurance was light, as if she wasn’t really sure she believed her own words.

“How about this, let’s just order some pizza and watch movies. A girls night, like when we were younger. It’ll get your mind off of everything.” Tzuyu’s quiet voice spoke up in the silence, watching all of her unnies stew in their worry. She knew there was nothing they could do for now, so they needed a distraction.

“That’s sounds great baby! I’ll order our usual.” Jihyo gets up from her spot and moves to grab her phone while Dahyun and Jeongyeon crawl form their positions on your floor to your bookshelf, all of your movies lined up on the black piece of furniture.

Part 2

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