#seokjin senarios

[sweetestofchaos]

BTS and Their Wedding Songs

paring: bts x reader

rating: pg16

genre: fluff, marriage au

warnings: none. one of my safer works lol

a/n: I went to a wedding yesterday and I had such a fun time. After I left, I couldn't stop thinking about different situation with the guys. So here is my little list on what song I think the members of BTS would play at their wedding.

masterlist

Seokjin - All My Tomorrows by Kenny Lattimore / Love U 4 Life by Jodeci bonus Finesse by Bruno Mars

Seokjin wants the songs to speak for themselves. You know how he feels, he has no issues with telling you he loves you. The two songs hold a special place in his heart 'cause they say everything he feels. The bonus song is what he would dance to without a second thought. After a few drinks he would really enjoy himself with all your family and friends.

Yoongi - Forever Ain’t Enough by J. Holiday / Beautiful by Tweet bonus Back That Thang Up by Juvenile

Let's be real. Yoongi is the silent lover. His actions speak louder than words, so the songs he picked helped get his feelings across to the other people in your lives. Beautiful was his first choice hands down and he was excited to share it with you. His bonus song was something that had everyone on the dance floor and if you were throwing it back in front of your more older family members, well who was Yoongi to stop you?

Namjoon - The Matrimony (ft. Usher) by Wale / For You by Kenny Lattimore bonus Ribbon in the Sky by Intro

Namjoon is all about following his heart. He's gonna let the songs speak and work their magic as the two of you dance together. He'll be rapping and singing along, holding you close to his chest. His bonus song is a little bit of a joke but he sings softly in your ear as the two of you sway back and forth on the dance floor.

Hoseok - Happy by Ashanti / So High by John Legend bonus sobeautiful by Musiq Soulchild AND Cha Cha Slide by DJ Casper

Hoseok is happy and you are the reason for his nonstop smiling. The songs his picked were songs that played during important milestones in your relationship that you personally never paid much attention to. Once Hoseok pointed out the why behind his songs, you were in tears as you danced with him. His first bonus song was the song that your late father had loved, so he had to honor the man. As for his second bonus song, Hobi was gonna get down with the get down. He would be cutting up on the dance floor, keeping up with the older folk and teaching them a lil somethin, somethin.

Taehyung - Love Ballad by L.T.D. / Sweet Love by Anita Baker bonus Get Me Bodied by Beyonce

Tae spent so much time picking his songs. They fit his heart and soul since he loved so deeply. The words were meaningful and the beats were soulful, everything your love was. Taehyung picked his bonus song because he knew you loved it. He just wanted to see dancing with your friends and he couldn't stop the smile that slipped on his face when you pulled him into the middle of the circle with you.

Jimin - Flaws by Beyonce / Best Part (ft. H.E.R) by Daniel Caesar bonus One Dance by Drake

Jimin wasn't one to hold back is feelings when it came to you and with the songs he picked, it was clear that you were each others safe place. The love that shinned in your eyes as you danced had some of the wedding party crying. Jimin's bonus song was picked by him simply because he wanted people to dance and enjoy themselves.

Jungkook - Love On Top by Beyonce / I Want You by Luke James bonus Right Here by SWV

He refused to have a boring wedding. It was you and him and that equaled a fucking good time. His songs were picked because they were upbeat and lively, much like your love. He picked the song by Luke James 'cause it was the song he sung for you on your fifth date before he asked you to make your relationship official. His bonus song was a nod to your parents loved that song.

[wearebulletproof713]

welcome home! (Part one: Jin)

When the BTS members come back from the military to surprise you! (All imaginary) really short drabble, I hope you like it!

Genre: pure fluff ☁️

Warnings: language, you’ll get addicted 😊

Pairings: Jin x Y/N

KIM SEOKJIN

As you walk home, down the all to familiar snowy street, you pass a nearby flower shop. Inside are rows of pretty and delicate flowers, from lilies to orchids.

You pass by a row of purple and pink proteas, remembering them a Jin’s favorite flowers.

A voice rang out, “Miss? Excuse me, would you like a set of those proteas? They’re 50% off.”

you look up at the store owner who is arranging flowers.

“Oh, it’s okay…”

“Are you sure miss?”

“Well… maybe just a small one. That would be nice.”

“Of course miss…?”

“Y/N. It’s nice to meet you.” You smile at the shop owner and she smiles back. As you reach the counter to pay, you see a familiar figure.

“Jin..? Is that you?”

The figure turns around steps into the light with a smile.

“Surprise Y/N!”

“Oh my goodness! Jin! You’re home!”

Jin laughs and tears as your eyes get glossy. You hand him the flowers as the tears flow down your eyes.

“Welcome home…”

[sailorbellewrites]

No Limit

characters— seokjin x reader (ft. members of bts)

summary— you and jungkook don’t even look alike. how was seokjin supposed to know you were off limits?

information— one shot. bakery!au. features less puns than you would think. i am still very new to writing smut, so be kind in that regard. if this gets a lot of love, might be continued in the future.

warnings—adult language; smut; mild violence; awkward situations; super hopeless seokjin.

no limit—

So it starts like this:

Jungkook has been talking about his older sister moving to Seoul for a couple of weeks now and Seokjin doesn’t really believe him because in the 2 years that he’s known the college senior, he’s never mentioned having a sister, just an older brother. The young man only has pictures of his mom hung up in his apartment and all requests to see what the girl looks like have been met with a stern shake of his head. Taehyung has never seen the girl either, says Jungkook doesn’t like to talk about her and he doesn’t know why. He’s heard the girl over the phone though and says she sounds, “cute.” And while Namjoon is certainly right in saying it would be weird for Jungkook to make up having a sister, Seokjin thinks Jungkook is just a weird enough person to do it.

“She’s coming today, hyung,” Jungkook says one Wednesday afternoon, too much energy radiating off of him. He’s dressed much nicer that normal, no holes in his jeans and a long sleeved shirt covering most of his tattoos. He even got a haircut, something he hadn’t had in a while. Jungkook can’t stand still, constantly wiping down the counters and rearranging the cupcakes in the display case. Seokjin gets so sick of his constant movement that he sends him to the kitchen to knead dough. “Okay, but hyung, if she comes in you have to let me know.”

“I don’t know what she looks like.”

He sighs deep, the sound almost morphing into a whine. “She’s probably gonna be wearing something bright or she’ll just ask for me! Seokjin please!”

“Fine, fine. Now get to the back, you’re making everyone uncomfortable. You’re gonna make me go outta business.”

When you walk in wearing a bright red coat, Seokjin doesn’t make the connection. You look around the shop for a bit and Seokjin is stunned because goddamn you’re beautiful. It’s like a movie, the white lights of the shop forming a halo around you and everything slows to a crawl. You make it to the register, eyes widening at the chocolate donut pyramid displayed behind Seokjin and he knows he’s fucked. “Hi,” you say and, yup, Seokjin is super fucked.

“I... Hi-I mean… Welcome to Baking News! How can I bake your day?” And the recovery isn’t as smooth as he would have liked it to be, but you still laugh way too hard at the puns and his heart swells.

“You’re funny,” you state earnestly. “I’m actually not here to buy anything, though. I’m looking for my brother.”

“Your brother?” Seokjin asks dumbfounded, because he would definitely know if anybody worked for him that looked like you.

“Yeah! He’s tall and skinny. Oh and he has really big teeth. He kind of looks like a rabbit when he smiles.” All of the air leaves Seokjin’s lungs because there is no fucking way you are Jeon Jungkook’s sister. You guys look nothing alike—hell, it’s questionable if you're even from Korea, that’s how different you look. But then Jungkook comes scrambling out of the kitchen and over the counter screaming “Noona!” like he’s a character in a goddamn cartoon. And you wrap yourself around him like a python, hugging him so tight that his face turns red. “There’s my bunny boy,” you squeal and Jungkook plants a big sloppy kiss on your cheek and—

“Holy shit, he does have a sister.”

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Okay, so you’re not Jungkook’s real sister. He’s just weirdly obsessed with you and keeps calling you his sister, but you’re not his sister. At least that’s the conclusion Seokjin comes up with because you don’t have the same surname and you don’t look alike and you tell him that you haven’t lived in Korea in over five years. You share that tidbit of information over coffee two weeks after your arrival, pink scarf wrapped gently around your neck in a way that Seokjin deems more flattering than it should be. You share a lot of information with him in the time that you’ve been back, always coming into the bakery to get the first sugary treat you can get your hands on.

“Bunny boy tells me you make the best lattes this side of Seoul,” you tell him one rainy Thursday morning, leaned up against the counter. The bakery is empty except for you two, the usual morning rush having filtered out quickly due to the inclemete weather. Seokjin snorts because you always call Jungkook ‘bunny boy,’ even on days like today when he’s not here and it’s so cute the way the words come out of your mouth. They tumble out so effortlessly, whereas Seokjin can’t go two minutes without stuttering over himself while talking to you. So he just snorts because it’s easier to make sounds than it is to form words when you’re staring up at him like he’s the most interesting man in the world. “Is it true, Jinnie?”

“Jinnie?” He asks incredulously, because you’ve never called him anything other than Seokjin.

“Cute name for a cute boy,” you say with a shrug, as if it’s obvious. It’s not 

His mouth is moving before he can stop it. “Cute? You think I’m cute? Just cute?”

“Yeah, why?” You chirp out with a sly smirk. Seokjin’s heart stops—but his mouth does not.

“I’ll have you know, I’m not just cute. I’m handsome. In fact, I’m one of the most handsome men in the world. Have you ever seen a face more handsome than mine? More beautiful than mine? I know you lived abroad for a while and have seen a lot of attractive men walking around, but I promise you that this face right here is better. This face should be on billboards all over the world.” This isn’t the first time that Seokjin’s gone off on this tangent, of course. Everyone has heard it before, taking the comedy bravado for what it is and laughing him off. But when he says it to you, it feels like he’s marketing himself. He doesn’t want you to laugh him off. He wants you to believe him.

Your head lolls to the side as he speaks, as though you are fully taking his words into consideration, and when he finishes, you grin. “Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Okay, Mr. Worldwide Handsome, do you really make the best lattes?” And Seokjin’s heart starts to constrict because even though your tone is teasing, your eyes are so sincere. He nods. You laugh. He’s fucked.

But he’s even more fucked because he can’t act on his attraction. Jungkook is scarily protective of you. He always seems to know where you are and who you’re with. He glares at any guy who looks at you for more than 10 seconds and shoves his hoodies over you if you’re showing too much skin. You mention downloading Tinder one Wednesday evening and the younger man nearly passes out. However, everyone’s accusations of him having a crush on you were met with immediate disgust because you’re his “sister.” In fact, he claimed on multiple occasions that you were the most despicable human being he’s ever met. “I pray that whoever I end up with is the exact opposite of my sister,” he mumbled one Sunday afternoon, frosting cupcakes in the kitchen. “She’s so fucking annoying. She doesn’t listen to anyone, no matter what they say. I don’t see how anyone could be attracted to her.”

“Ah, I don’t know man, I think she’s pretty cute.” Taehyung responded in jest, setting the completed cupcakes on a display pan.

“Stay the hell away from my sister you creep.” Jungkook all but growled out.

“Wow, the baby sounds serious,” Seokjin stated incredulously. “I didn’t know you could care about anyone other than yourself.”

“Shut up,” Jungkook replied, slightly embarrassed at being called out yet again for his so called selfish behavior. “She may be the worst woman I know, but she’s still my sister. I gotta make sure she’s well taken care of.”

“And you think I won’t do that?” Taehyung asked with faux shock. “I’m hurt.”

“Not a single one of you are good enough for my sister. She needs a doctor or a lawyer or someone super rich who can take care of her so she never has to work again. You guys all suck.” He stands up straight to admire his work before stating, with a frightening amount of cool, “If any of you guys tried it with her, I would kill you with my bare hands.”

So Seokjin tries his best to stay away from you. He attempts to keep his banter light, lessen his affection. He hopes to himself that you lose interest in the bakery, in the coffee, in him, but it’s difficult. You’re so easy to talk to. You think he’s funny, cracking up at all of his puns to the point of tears. When he winks at you, you smile so wide that he thinks your face might break. He falls harder for you every day.

It’s you that makes the first move though. It’s a balmy Friday night when you stalk in. Thirty minutes before closing, the bakery is empty except for two struggling rappers who loaded up on the discounted pastries that would otherwise get thrown away. You’re dressed up more than he’s ever seen you before, so much so that you look out of place standing next to the pastel pink sign touting the new peanut butter tira-miss-yous in your purple dress. “Well if it isn’t my favorite customer. What are you doing here so late at night?” Seokjin asks as you continue towards the counter.

“Bad date.” You mutter, before surprising Seokjin by pulling yourself up on top of the counter.

“Hey, who said you could sit up here? Didn’t anyone raise you with respect? That’s filthy! My sweets go up here.”

“I’m sweeter,” You quip and Seokjin chokes. You shift your body to face him a bit more. “Cat got your tongue?”

“Y-you—you can’t—Jungkook was right, you are disgusting.” He manages to stutter out, mind reeling at the thought of how sweet you actually were. “I have to clean that now. Get down.”

You ignore his request. “A pretty girl throws herself on a table in front of you talking about how sweet she is and you’re worried about cleanliness? Taehyung was right, you really are hopeless.”

He blanches. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

You sigh, unmoving. “So bunny boy sets me up on this date right? He says it’s with one of his good friends who really inspires him. Someone that has helped him out a lot. I get excited because I think that it’s you. I mean, you literally gave him a job. How much more help can he get from one person? So I get all dressed up and ready to go only to have someone else show up at my door. And don’t get me wrong, the guy was attractive but he wasn’t you. He didn’t even make a single pun the entire time when there were plenty of opportunities to do so. He was so boring, Jinnie. Like, what do business lawyers really do anyways? The guy told me he hoped I had a good time, but I didn’t. So I decided to come here looking for an actual good time.”

“I… what?” Seokjin asks, unable to accept what you were implying.

“Oh my god, hyung, she likes you!” One of the rappers screams out from his table near the window. “Stop being dense.”

“I’m not—” Seokjin begins to yell back, but you cut him off.

“Jin, would you like to see a movie with me tomorrow night?”

When he looks at you, he sees a hopeful expression. He imagines closing up the bakery early and walking with you to the movie theater. He imagines what kind of snacks you’ll like and wonders if you’ll share them with him. He imagines wrapping his arm around you and how well you’d fit next to him. He imagines pressing his lips against yours in the dark, tongues wrestling against each other as his hands traveled down your body. He gulps. “Uh… yeah. I’d really like that.”

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Seokjin’s not good at being in a relationship. He’s had a lot of toxic relationships in the past, with a lot of cheating and mental stress. He’s spent the last three years filling the void with a lot of meaningless sex. On more than one occasion, former friends with benefits came storming into the bakery to scold him for his lack of commitment. He focused on himself a lot; on getting through culinary school, on perfecting his skills in the oven, on opening his own shop. He tells you as much on the fourth date, hand wrapped tightly around your own as you walk through a flower garden. You listen intently, nodding your head and adding “ohs” and “ahs” when appropriate. Then you sit him on a bench and kiss him hard, tongue dragging against the roof of his mouth before whispering against his lips, “I don’t care. I like you anyway.” 

Seokjin is happy with you. He smiles for no reason during the day, sings louder in the kitchen when frosting cakes, cusses less when the chocolate doesn’t temper or the cookies burn. He feels lighter, knowing that come closing time he can be wrapped up in you. His friends notice too. Namjoon teases him about how much more cheerful he is, while Taehyung and Jungkook pry for more information. He offers them none, much to their chagrin. He wants to keep you to himself, afraid that if the others find out, they’ll ruin it for him. Especially Jungkook—though he thinks about the other man’s disapproval less and less as he spends more and more time with you.

The relationship progresses slowly. You go on a lot of dates, whispering in the back of movie theaters and stealing small kisses on street corners. Seokjin likes to hold your hand. He marvels at the way it fits in his own, how easily you are able to slide your finger through his as you talk about work or travel or a memory from your childhood. Seokjin likes to hear you laugh. You think he’s the funniest person you’ve ever met. He’s gone through a rolodex of puns to try and hear the bubbling sound that spills out of you. You laughed the hardest on the 7th date, plastic gun slipping from your grip at an arcade, when Seokjin tells you he wrote a dessertation on Sweetzerland in culinary school. You hug him tight, face pressed against his chest as you continue to giggle at his words. He thinks you fit well there.

You don’t sleep together until three months in—an eternity for Seokjin. He’s never had to wait that long, but he finds it hard to argue when you whisper, “not tonight,” in his ear. He always agrees, calming himself enough to make it through the rest of the date. He ends up jacking off to thoughts of how you taste in the shower. You’re the biggest tease when it comes to that—your taste. The casualness with which you insist that you are sweeter than any dessert he’s ever made always leaves him drooling. Eating girls out was never his favorite sexual act, but he thinks you’ll change that. 

“You can’t—you can’t just say those sort of things!” He yelled at you once, during your tenth date at a sushi restaurant. The waiter threw him a dirty look, as did a much younger couple seated next to you. He’s always louder than he needs to be, but you’re the only person he’s dated who never complained. Instead, you rolled your eyes at him and swallow your food.

“Why not?”

“We’re in public.”

“I didn’t say anything bad.”

“Don’t lie. Don’t pretend that you’re innocent! I can hear you. I have perfect hearing. Doctor’s everywhere are impressed by it. You can’t get those filthy words past me.” He berated, making you giggle.

You slid your hand over the table to grab his, kissing the back of it gently. He can’t help but blush. “Don’t be silly, Jin. I never said what part of me tastes better than strawberries, just that some part of me does.”

“Which part then?”

“Why? You want to try it for yourself?” He threw his head back with an annoyed groan at your words, making you laugh even louder. The couple shushed you both, yet again, shaking their heads as though you two are the immature ones in that situation.

When it finally does happen, much like the first date, it’s on your terms. You’re sitting in his apartment, legs thrown over his lap as you listen to him complain about a mom who ordered a cake of a whale for her son’s 8th birthday only to show up expecting a Beluga whale and not a Killer whale like Taehyung had decorated. Suddenly you sit up, arms coming out to grab Seokjin’s face as you set a soft kiss on his lips. Then a second. Then a third. With the fourth, you up the intensity by slipping your tongue into his mouth. He shuffles his body slowly between your legs, refusing to let your lips part as he hovers on top of you. Your legs wrap around his waist, pulling him down as you grind your center directly where his dick sits in his jeans. 

These types of makeout sessions have happened before; often right before you need to catch the train or bus back home. You always pull away after 15 minutes or so; that’s why Seokjin freezes when you whisper against his lips, “Do you wanna taste me?” He can’t formulate words. He’s thought about this moment for weeks now; planned a response for everything you could possibly say, but he’s coming up short. He’s sure he looks crazy, eyes bulging from his head. “Jinnie, say something.”

“A-are you… are you serious?” He manages to stutter out.

“We don’t have to do this if you don’t—”

“Oh my god, take off your pants right now,” he yells in excitement, sitting up on his knees. Your laughter rips through the air as he fumbles with the button of your jeans, shaky hands pulling them down your thighs until they get caught at your knees. He huffs in annoyance, lifting your legs himself to get the now offensive fabric away from you. As soon as the jeans hit the floor, Seokjin drops down to his stomach between your thighs. You open your legs with a content sigh, making him wonder if you’ve been waiting for this moment as long as he has. He drags his lips lightly over your thighs before placing a kiss on the crotch of your panties. You shudder. He chuckles. “Promise you’re as sweet as candy?” He asks, voice unintentionally deepening as he comes closer to his target. 

“Pinky swear,” you whisper. Taking this as his cue to move forward, Seokjin’s fingers gently ghost over the black fabric of your underwear before pulling the crotch to the side and exposing your core to the cool air. He takes in the fluid shapes and subtle wetness already gathering on your folds in awe, shocking himself with all the ways he could still find you beautiful. Closing the last bit of distance between you, he takes a tentative lick from the bottom of your slit to the top, the firm tip of his tongue pressing against your clit in the process. The action causes you to rock up, hands settling at the top of his head. “Fuck,” you whisper gently, the breathy sound going straight to his cock. He repeats the act once more, though this time his lips around your tender bud and he gives it a light suck. Your fingers thread through his hair tightly, guttural moan exiting your throat. Pride swells in Seokjin’s chest—he’s the reason you’re making those sounds.

“Jesus babe,” he murmurs, leaving open mouthed kisses on your thigh, “you’re even sweeter than candy.” You let an amused breath at his words, any laughter that would have bubbled up dying as those kisses reached your lower lips. “Can I take these off?” Seokjin asks, pulling further at your panties.

“Please.” With a bit more confidence than before, he moves to take your panties off completely. As he settles back down between your thighs, he sneaks a peek at you. You’ve relaxed back down on the couch, head leaned back on the armrest although your eyes never leave him. “Jin, please,” you whimper. Your words spur him on and he dives face first in your pussy, tongue working itself deep in and around your core. Soft whimpers turn to loud moans as he continues, only motivating him further. The need to make you cum becomes his only goal. “Fuck Jin, so goo—oh!” You moan out, jumping in shock when you feel his thick finger press against your entrance.

“Can I?” He asks, lifting his head up for confirmation that he can continue. With your rapid nods, he presses his index finger into you, sighing as he feels warm walls flutter and constrict around him. Then, as if another force has taken over his body, Seokjin surges his whole body forward to kiss you while he thrusts his finger at a steady pace. You readily welcome his lips against your own, not minding the taste of yourself against his tongue, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him closer. “Do you—fuck you are tight—baby… think you can cum like this?” He asks between kisses, your hips starting to buck into his hand. You mumble out an affirmative, pressing yourself closer to him.

He loses track of himself in the moment, one finger becoming two, thumb circling your clit, lips sucking bruises into your neck as you start to make desperate pleas in his ear for more, more, more. You give no warning when your orgasm hits you, just tensing up against him as your walls clamp down hard against his fingers. He litters your face with small pecks as he works you through it, fingers slowing only when he feels you begin to come down from your high.

“Jesus Jin, you’re really good at that,” you remark in a small voice as he removes his fingers from inside you, aftershocks continuing to rock your body.

He can’t help the cheshire grin that settles onto his face as he lifts himself off of you to get a good look at your fucked out form; your eyes are so dilated that they are nearly black, sweat sits at the edge of your scalp and brows, and your shirt is bunched up around your chest. He wants to kiss you again, wants to feel your legs wrapped around his waist, wants to feel everything you have to give and then some. “Baby,” he starts, suddenly feeling constricted by all the clothes he is wearing and how hot the room has gotten, “I could eat your pussy for hours on end, but I am so fucking hard right now. Please don’t leave me hanging.”

“Fuck that’s hot… do you have a condom?”

“Bedroom, bedroom, bedroom right now, come on!” Seokjin shouts, jumping up and pulling you off the couch with him, leading you through the short hallway to where he sleeps nightly. It’s a flurry of movement between the both of you, hands making bold passes over newly uncovered body parts as all remaining forms of clothing are removed. He lets an uncharacteristically animalistic growl when you finally wrap a hand around dick, moving it up and down at a near glacial pace. “Faster,” he finds himself begging, breathing harder when you comply with his request. He lets it go on for a while further before he gently pushes you on your back underneath him, hand digging in the drawer of his bedside table as he searches for the pack of condoms he knows is there. However, his movements stop and his mind goes blank when he feels you reach a hand for his cock again and grind his sensitive tip between your still soaked lips. He’s reeling, knowing he could slip right in if he wanted to, if you let him, despite how irresponsible it would be.

“Seokjin, condom! Hurry up!” You whine out, as if seeing his internal dilemma. Your other hand claws at his chest to further get his attention, snapping him out of his reverie and back into action.

When he finally locates a condom, he’s nearly rabid. He tears at the package and slips it on with such roughness that a small part of him worries he might break it. The bigger part of him, however, is focused on how delicious you look underneath him and how delicious your pussy will feel around him. He lets out a small huff when he finally gets the condom on, lining himself up with your entrance. He wants to take his time, wants to tease you a bit, but it takes one drag of the head of his cock against your slit for him to forget about all of that. He pushes inside of you slowly, warm walls clenching around him when he’s fully seated inside of you. 

It goes by faster than expected. Your body accepts him so easily, like it was made for him. You suck him back in each time he pulls out. You tilt your hips up when he begins to thrust harder, eyes rolling to the back of your head each time his hips meet your thighs. His hands roam the expanse of your body, gently squeezing areas that are softer than he expected and running blunt nails against your sternum before one of them snakes behind your neck and pulls you up to meet him for a sloppy kiss. It’s messy, more tongue than lips and it makes you clench even tighter than before. Seokjin’s not sure if you’re close, but he knows he damn sure is. 

“Honey I don’t think I’m gonna last much longer.” He bites out, slowing down slightly as he lays you back down.

“Then cum,” you whimper back, though it sounds much more like an order. Hitching your legs up on his waist, Seokjin uses the last bit of energy he has to drill into you, chasing his orgasm until it crashes over him like a tidal wave. It’s the most pleasure he’s felt in months. All of his senses are overloaded as he cums, pressing deep inside of you. His hips stutter slightly as he milks himself to completion, feeling even more content when you run your fingers up and down his arms slowly. 

It’s that sweet gesture that brings him back down to earth. He takes his time removing himself from you, unsure if he wants to leave now that he knows exactly what you feel like. Placing your legs off of his hips and shuffling off of the bed to throw away the condom, he quickly returns and flops on his back next to you.

“We gotta—we have got to do that again.” Seokjin finally breathes out, heart still racing. You curl up beside him, skin sticking to his own in a way that disgusts him slightly; yet, he still pulls you closer. “I didn’t make you cum.”

“You made me cum once.”

“But not on my dick.”

“I still enjoyed myself.”

“Doesn’t matter. It’s an honor thing. You have to cum on more than my fingers.”

“Like right now? Or—”

“Don’t joke like that. My dick can’t handle it.” You giggle at his words and he feels something rising up in his chest that he can’t identify. Despite hearing all of your moans, whimpers, and whines for the past hour, he still thinks your laughter is the best sound in the world. 

And later, when you start to drift off on his lap during a 90s movie marathon, Seokjin whispers promises into your skin that he’s never made before. You don’t say if you hear them, but relax further in his embrace.

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“Oh this kid looks just like Jungkook.” Seokjin says one evening, sitting on the bed in your apartment. It’s the first time you’ve invited him in, having asked if he would spend the night because the bakery opens later on Saturdays and you want to sleep in with him. It’s such a cute request he can’t deny it. He thinks you’re so cute that it’s getting hard for him to deny you at all. He worries it will become a problem later, but he doesn’t dwell on it when your whole face lights up with happiness. Your apartment is quaint, with big white walls covered in pictures and knick knacks from your various adventures overseas. You float around the bedroom grabbing things for Seokjin—towels, extra pillows, a spare toothbrush—and laugh at him. “What’s so funny, huh?”

“That is Kook.”

“Really?” He takes the framed picture from your nightstand and looks at it more closely. It’s for sure you in the picture, just much younger. You sport messy hair and large t-shirt combo that would be embarrassing to most, but you’re holding on to a much smaller and skinnier kid with such excitement that it just reads as adorable. “Wow, you guys have really known each other for a long time.”

You let out an airy laugh of disbelief, placing the things on a chair placed in the corner of the room. “Since he was born.”

“Oh, so that’s why he calls you his sister,” Seokjin starts with a nod of understanding. “I thought he just had a crush on you or something. I didn’t realize that you’ve known him for so long. Your families must be really close right?”

You laugh again, but the tone is off. Seokjin catches it, but you’re crawling on the bed next to him and wrapping an arm around his back before he can question it. “Baby,” you start, voice light but edging on serious, “you know I’m actually bunny boy’s sister right? Like we’re really related. His family is my family.”

It’s a gut punch, hearing those words come out of your mouth. He isn’t sure how to process and he’s sure he looks like a fish as his mouth opens and closes as he tries to find something to say. He settles on, “What?”

“Jungkook is my little brother.”

“But you guys don’t even look alike.” He responds, feeling his brain short circuit. “You literally couldn’t be more different. And you guys don’t even have the same names. You can’t—it doesn’t…”

You sigh, unwrapping your arms from around him while shaking your head. “It’s complicated.”

“What does that mean?”

“Well for starters, we’re not blood related at all.”

“So you’re not siblings then?” Seokjin asks incredulously, because nothing makes sense anymore.

“Biologically no,” you stress, grabbing the picture out of his hands. There are red indentations on his palms from where he was squeezing it so tight. “But, legally speaking, we are siblings. All the paperwork I have will tell you I’m part of his family. But more than that, all of us were raised together as brother, brother, and sister.”

It really is a complicated story, Seokjin thinks as you explain your family history to him. Friends of friends, broken trust, being in the right place at the right time, and international trips brought you into the Jeon family. You never looked at Jungkook as anything other than family; Jungkook never knew you as anything other than his sister, biology be damned. “He never talked about you though,” Seokjin admits, head pounding from information overload. “Like ever. He only ever mentioned his—well your—brother.”  

You roll your eyes at this information, but don’t seem surprised. “He was mad at me for a long time. He thought it was stupid that I left to try and reconnect with my bio family. Do you know he can hold a grudge for a really long time? He wouldn’t answer my phone calls for a year after I first left.” You let out a small sigh, flopping back on your bed. “We only really just got back to a good place. I think that’s why he’s been so clingy lately.”

Seokjin squeezes his eyes shut in frustration. “Ugh, Kook is really gonna kill me,” He mumbles, laying down beside you. 

“Why would he do that?” You whisper, moving your body to curl into him. “He’s the reason I started dating you in the first place.”

“What are you even talking about?” Seokjin groans out. “Don’t say false things just to comfort me. It won’t work.”

“I’m serious. He’s like your biggest fan. He talks about you all the time. Hearing and seeing how much you cared for him meant a lot to me. It made me like you for more than just your looks. I wouldn’t have embarrassed myself in front of you so many times if I thought you were a bad guy.”

“Really?” 

“Really.”

Seokjin hums mindlessly, thoughts still a jumbled mess in his head from all the information he has received. One thing sticks out in his mind though. He turns his head to lay a soft peck on your forehead. “You know you never embarrassed yourself in front of me, right?”

“What are you talking about? I practically begged you to take me on a date.”

“You saved me from myself. I embarrassed myself way more. I could barely talk to you without becoming a mess and tripping over all my words.”

“I wouldn’t want you any other way. You’re my mess.”

“Oh my god, Jungkook was wrong. You’re the best woman in the whole wide world and you're all mine, mine, mine!”

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“Kim Seokjin, you motherfucker—” Here’s the thing, Jungkook is Seokjin’s youngest friend. He plays the role of the baby well, to the point where Seokjin feels as though he’s raised him. It’s so easy to forget that Jungkook is not as young as he acts; he’s always so kind and affectionate. He’s also the hardest worker at the bakery, always coming in early and staying late to make sure everything is finished. However, the boy was so much stronger than he looked. He worked out 6 days a week for fun and described getting tattoos as a pleasurable experience. Of course he would be able to pick Seokjin up and pin him against the wall by his throat. 

“Woah, woah, woah, calm down!” Namjoon shouts, running up to try and pull the younger man away. Jungkook does not relent, fighting against his friend to continue to try and choke Seokjin. “Kook, listen man! This is not the way to handle this!”

“He fucked my sister!” He screams and the accusation sounds so much worse coming out of Jungkook’s mouth, especially because it’s true. Except there is so much more than fucking that’s going on, but he can’t get the words out of his mouth to say that through Jungkook’s yells. “Thought I wouldn’t find out? Thought she would keep it a secret?” He spits out, still struggling against Namjoon.

“It’s not like that—” Seokjin begins, voice smaller than he anticipated, but Jungkook cuts him off.

“Bullshit!” Jungkook screams, voice cracking with rage. “I know you. I know how you are. You think you can just use my sister to get off?”

Now it’s Seokjin’s turn to be angry, with the thought of anyone only being with you for your body making him see red. “Do you really think I’m like that? You really think that I would hurt her like that?”

“Never stopped you before,” Jungkook responds sarcastically. “What did the last girl say again? Jin just wants a human fucktoy.” Seokjin winces at the words he once found humorous. The girl, a pretty florist he met at a bar, came in with the intent to tear him to shreds. She was met with indifference and laughter. He never realized how quickly her words would come back to haunt him. “You think my sister is a human fucktoy? Is that what it is?”

“Shut up,” Seokjin barks out, unable to think of you in that way.

But Jungkook is no longer fighting against Namjoon, content with his words bringing the pain. “You’re not good enough for her. You’ll never be good enough for her. I’ll kill you before I ever let you treat my sister like one of your whores.” 

“That’s enough,” Namjoon orders, frustration painting his features. “This isn’t going to solve anything. Jungkook, you should leave.”

Jungkook scoffs, pushing Namjoon away from him. “You’re on his side,” he accuses, pain in his voice, “You think it’s okay that he’s fucking my sister.” 

“I don’t think anything,” Namjoon stresses. “But fighting in our place of business is not smart. People can hear us out there and whether you like it or not, your outburst is gonna affect more than just Jin. This can be dealt with later.”

Jungkook is quiet, though he trembles with anger. Seokjin wonders, briefly, if the man will swing on Namjoon. However, Jungkook just shakes his head and states, “Fuck your business. I quit.” 

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“Are you going to fire him?” You ask over the phone that night, worry evident in your voice. You canceled your date upon finding out what your brother did. You told him good faith when he tried to set you up another date with a doctor he knew, hoping he would be happy for you. He was not. You said you had to talk to him, make sure you understood where he was coming from before you passed judgement. He was your brother after all.

Seokjin wants to laugh. He can’t. He’s miserable. He wants all of this to end, but he doesn’t want his relationship with you to end. He’s tired. “I can’t fire someone who quit.”

“He didn’t mean it. He’s going to apologize to you.” 

“Somehow, I find that hard to believe.”

But two days later, he finds you standing at his apartment door, Jungkook behind you looking at the ceiling in avoidance. Seokjin fights against his urge to hug you, to bury his face in the crook of your neck and plant a wet kiss against the skin that leaves you squirming and pushing him away from being, “gross!” He stares at you silently, but you smile at him like nothing is wrong. “Can we come in?” You ask sweetly, stepping in at Seokjin’s nod. Jungkook doesn’t move an inch, making you scowl. You turn to face the man Seokjin now knows as your brother and snap, “Get in here right now.”

The man obeys you, stepping inside of the apartment and shutting the door behind him. No one makes a move. Seokjin wants to choke on the tension. Finally, Jungkook lets out a deep breath and states, “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry for what?” You say with a leading tone.

Jungkook clenches his fist, jaw tightening. “I’m sorry for choking you in the bakery. It was unprofessional of me to do so.”

“And?” You continue. Jungkook closes his eyes and shakes his head. “Jungkook!” You shout, causing the man to flinch, yet his silence continues. Seokjin watches in amazement as you reach your hand up to grab the younger boy’s ear and tug hard. Jungkook howls in pain, trying to pry your fingers away. You don’t let up. “I don’t care about your pride or your protection. You are going to apologize to Jin properly right now!” Jungkook whines loudly. You twist your fingers and the boy’s knees buckle. The scary beast who pinned Seokjin against the wall was gone. In his place was a child, weak and subdued. He wants to laugh, but doesn’t. He’s sure that if he does, it will come back to haunt him later.

“Alright, alright, I’ll do it.” Jungkook screams out. With a final pull, you let go. Jungkook rubs his ear lightly and huffs, glaring at you. You return his stare. With another sigh, he turns back to Seokjin and states, “I crossed the line. I shouldn’t have hit you or said those things. It was wrong… but—”

“No buts!” You shout out, hand reaching up again. Jungkook catches it and grasps it tightly in his own hand. He shushes you with a look that says more than Seokjin could ever guess. He drops your hand and you let it rest at your side with a sigh.

“Can you leave?” Jungkook asks you. “I just want to talk to him alone. I won’t—I will not put my hands on him. I promise.” There is a sincerity in his tone that Seokjin has not heard in a while. It gives him hope.

Your head rolls back and forth, as if weighing out your options before stating, “Ten minutes, Kook. You hear me? Ten. And if he tells me you so much as even threaten him, you’ll have a whole lot more to be worried about than your ear!” At his aggressive nod of understanding, you turn to Seokjin. “I’ll be right back, okay?” You state, before leaning up to give him a kiss on the cheek. Seokjin notices the way Jungkook’s jaw tenses at the open display of affection. With one more stern look to your brother, you exit the apartment. 

There is a beat of silence before Seokjin suggests they sit down in the living room. It’s awkward. Jungkook has been in this room before, even passed out there a time or two; but he’s as stiff as a board when he sits on the couch. He refuses to look at Seokjin, eyes trained on the coffee table in front of him. His breaths are measured and he opens and closes his mouth a few times as he decides what to say. 

Finally, he speaks. “You don’t seem to understand that she’s my sister. My only sister, Jin.”

“I understand th—”

“You don’t. You don’t understand. I know I’m younger and you think I act like a kid, but I’m not. Not with her. I’ve spent my whole life protecting her. People always try to take advantage of her because… I don’t know. So many reasons.” Jungkook stops, struggling for words. He takes another deep breath and finally looks at Seokjin. “When we were younger, boys would bully her for being adopted. She would act like it didn’t bother her, but I could see that it did. I must have got into twenty fights making sure they kept their mouth shut when it came to her. After everyone, whether I won or lost, she would always be happier. And that was all that mattered. When she moved away I was so angry because who was going to protect her out there? Her bio family is shit. They never wanted anything to do with her. Then she started dating this guy who cheated on her and I couldn’t even get to him and I—” He stops again, having worked himself up. “I want her to be happy, okay? I don’t want her to be sad anymore.”

Seokjin is shocked. He’s never heard Jungkook speak so seriously and with so much passion. His eyes are glassy, tears clearly threatening to spill over. He looks ragged. There are dark circles under his eyes. He’s not even holding himself up properly anymore, body limp in the seat. It’s clear this has been weighing on the boy and Seokjin feels a wave of guilt wash over him. This isn’t what he wanted to happen at all. 

“I’m sorry,” Seokjin states, breaking the silence, “For not telling you. For letting it get this far. As your boss—no, as your friend, I should have let you know.” Jungkook nods, swiping at his eyes roughly. “I do… I do care about her a lot. I don’t look at her like… if I only wanted her for sex, I would have stayed away.”

“Do you… do you love her?”

“I…” Seokjin hesitates. He’s never thought about it really, loving you. He’s never even thought about love in general. For years, he didn’t think he was capable of loving someone romantically. But when he’s with you, everything feels like it’s in its proper place. “I think—I do. ” 

Jungkook hums in response, throwing his head back on the couch and really relaxing for the first time since he stepped through the door. “She loves you too,” Jungkook says as though it's a hard fact. Seokjin feels his throat tighten at his words. It’s been a long time since he’s been loved. “Like a lot. That’s the only reason I’m here… ”

“I won’t hurt her.” Seokjin says adamantly, hoping he sounds as sincere as he is. 

“You better not.” He mutters. There is another beat of silence before Jungkook meekly asks, “Can I get my job back?”

“Ask Namjoon.”

“Fuck!”

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So it ends like this:

After many apologies, Jungkook gets his job back. He’s put on samples duty for a month, standing outside of the bakery with a new pun-filled sign wrapped around his neck everyday. He hates it, especially when you show up to snap a picture and post it on your Instagram. Namjoon reposts one of them on the Baking News SEOUL account and it becomes the most liked picture on the whole page. You and Seokjin howl with laughter when you see the numbers, much to Jungkook’s annoyance. He still doesn’t approve of the relationship—at least, not completely. He rolls his eyes every time he sees a kiss or a hug; he insists you don’t stay in the bakery long, shoving you out of the door after five minutes because he’s sick of seeing you flirting with his boss; he scoffs when you come in more dressed up than usual for date nights. Yet, he makes sure Seokjin knows what types of flowers you like getting on your birthday and what your ring size is, “because that’s information you’ll need sooner or later.”

On Sundays, Seokjin closes the bakery early and brings you to the kitchen. He stands behind you, hand on your hip as he instructs you on how to ice the practice cakes he baked for you earlier. He knows you won’t do it perfectly, knows you’ll eventually dip a finger in the frosting to try it for yourself, knows you’ll try to get him to do the same and put some on his face when he refuses. It might start a food fight that will take too long to clean up; might make him bend you over the counter and fuck you until your moans reverberate off of the walls. Regardless, it always ends with you kissing him all over his face, exchanging soft “I love yous” until you’re ready to go home. Seokjin thinks he’s okay with both scenarios; thinks he’ll be okay with both for a long time. 

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So The Drama (KSJ x F!Reader) - Teaser

pairing: Seokjin x reader genres/au/rating: fluff, angst, humor, smut, friends to lovers, Kim Possible!AU, 18+ summary: By day, you look like any other overworked 20-something. By night, you’re a kickass superhero who fights to save the world with your best friend. Caught between the pressures of having a love life and a plot to take over the world, will this summer be a one to remember? warnings: mentioned celebrity k*dnapping (not detailed)

word count: 401 for the teaser, expected 18k for the fic a/n: What started as a drabble has now spiraled into another monster Seokjin fic lmao. So glad I can channel my love for my favorite cartoon heroine into this fic for y’all. This is based mostly on the second KP movie. thank you to Mars @joheunsaram​ for suggesting the idea of Jin Stoppable in the first place. Please let me know if you’d like to be added to the taglist for this fic!! I hope you all enjoy! <3

The crowd was growing restless. The concert was supposed to start half an hour ago. Where was Seokjin? He hadn't returned from the bathroom yet. 

A loud groan erupts when representatives from their record company show up on the stage, claiming unforeseen technical issues. Bullshit. They probably wanted to keep you all here so they could take your money. You hoped Seokjin hadn't blown too much of his salary on these tickets.

Your impatient sighs are interrupted by a series of short beeps coming from your purse, and you freeze. This can't be good. You slip out of the arena towards the concession stands, reaching into your bag to pull out the pager.

"Hey Won-sik, what's the sitch?" you ask, taking in his grim face. The 18-year-old super genius you'd befriended was an expert when it came to computers and gadgets. He and Seokjin loved to crack dorky jokes together, many of which flew over your head.

"It's not looking good," his voice breaks among the static. "We've got word of a new crook on the block. Deez Coups. Apparently, he's a disgruntled former k-pop trainee who didn't get into the band of his dreams, so now he's out for revenge?"

"What kind of revenge?" you scoff. You'd handled more than your fair share of butthurt boys growing up, particularly when they chose to take their negative feelings out on others. 

"He's kidnapped DTS and is holding them hostage in an obscure location in the area! My sources are tracing them to a tiny room on the rafters."

"I'm on it," you declare, slipping off your oversized concert clothes to reveal your spy suit of choice - cargo pants and a black turtleneck. 

"___?" Won-Sik's voice trembles, almost like he's been keeping a secret.

"What's wrong?"

“H-he took Seokjin too. He was trying to rescue them."

Your heart sinks, remembering how Seokjin had excused himself. And now he'd stumbled into trouble. Disgruntled or not, this loser would never lay a hand on your best friend. You tuck Odeng into your pocket and reach back into the purse. 

Pulling out your hairbrush, you press the hidden button on the bump, recoiling as it activates, transforming into a grappling hook. You make your way back inside, keeping yourself confined to the shadows on the outskirts, before finding a good fulcrum and launching yourself up to the rafters. 

"C'mon, Odengie. Time to make a scene."

a/n pt 2: I have nothing to add except I hope the theme song was playing in your head hehe <3

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Playmates Masterlist

Synopsis: After a horrible blow in your life that left you homeless without anybody to turn to. You find yourself turning to a job you never thought you’d stumble upon. The role of a playmate was easy. Get paid to have sex with attractive idol men. How would you cope in a world that was completely new to you? And how would you survive when all 7 men have specific kinks for you to cater too?

Warnings: Warnings will be added in each chapter but constant warnings are (Basically) Prostitution (Playmate), Hard core Kinks, Some boys are sub some boys are dom. Angst and fluff, Smut, mentions of homelessness, slow burn for some boys and… not so slow for others (There will be smut in the first chapter) Signing of contracts.

Word count all together so far: 21k 

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Authors Notes: My lovely Master list banner was designed by @outromoni​. She is incredible so run to her for any banner or graphical needs you may have. 

Thank you for all the love and support I’ve gotten for this fic it means so much. 

My lovely Beta for this fic is @starlightauroras-main​ another absolutely golden woman who deserves all your love.

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Resumes:

SeokJin | Yoongi | Hoseok | Namjoon | Jimin | Taehyung | Jungkook

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Playmates - Part one 10.4k words

Playmates - Part Two 11.k words

Playmates - Part three - 13.k words

Playmates - Part four - coming soon

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I don't usually request things, but this has been on my mind a lot lately, could you maybe do a BTS gif reaction to you flying to Korea to visit them? Like you're a foreigner living somewhere else in the world and you decide to fly to Korea to see your boyfriend? I love your blog BTW! <33

OMG yes. You said gif reaction to I'm assuming that you just want gifs, but maybe I'll elaborate a little with a sentence or two.

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Kim Seokjin:

Jin would literally be so happy. He doesn't ever leave you're side. He doesn't want you to leave, ever.

Min Yoongi:

Happy dance🤗🕺

Jung Hoseok:

"Awwwe babieeeee I missed youu<33"

Kim Namjoon:

So happy🥺

Park Jimin:

Literally every second of everyday your there, he says I love you. Doesn't even let you get on the plane to go home, he just kidnaps you

Kim Taehyung:

Does this even need an explanation? He's ecstatic that you came to Korea for him.

Jeon jungkook:

Cutie🥰 As long as he's with you, he's happy

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When you fall down

Paring: jin x reader, yoongi x reader, & namjoon x reader

Genre: fluff

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Kim seokjin:

Today was a pretty perfect day. The sun was out and the wind was blowing just right, But what made this day more perfect was that you were out on a date at an amusement park with your boyfriend. This would be a normal date for most other couples but it was extra special for you two because you guys hadn't been out on a date for a good month.

This was because both you and jin had been busy with work. The countless hours of working left you guys exhausted when you came home. So now that both of you had gotten 4 days off, it was best to use them to spend time together.

You and jin had only been at the amusement park for about an hour but it had felt like you guys had been been there for over 3. You two had been on over one third of the rides already and you were enjoying yourself.

Currently, you and jin were walking around looking for another ride to go on but while walking, you felt your stomach growl. You stopped walking and tugged on jin's sleeve. He looked down at you while smiling. "Baby, do you want to take a break from rides and get some ice cream?" "Mm ice cream sounds like a good idea right now, yeah let's get some" He said while walking over to where the food stands were located.

Jin walked over to a little outdoor shop that had a sign saying they had ice cream. We stood in line while waiting for our turn to order. It didn't take too long as there was only one person infront of us. When it was our turn to order, jin looked at me and asked what I wanted. "Baby, what flavour do you want?" "(Favourite flavour of icecream) please" you responded while smiling.

Jin turned over to the the worker in the shop and gave them your order. "We would like 2 ice cream please, one (flavour of ice cream) and one (other flavour of ice cream)" the worker in the shop began to put our ice cream into the cones while you and jin watched. While watching you heard the noise of footsteps coming towards you and jin.

You looked over a saw a group of 4-5 kids running over to the line you and jin were standing at. They quickly ran in between you and the person behind you but since there wasn't enough space, one of the kids ended up pushing you off you feet. You fell backwards to where jin was standing but luckily for you, he had caught you before you fell.

"Did you fall for me, baby?" Jin said while looking down at you with a grin

Min yoongi:

It was late at night and you were scrolling on you phone, letting out the occasional giggle at videos you found funny. You weren't doing anything that important, just scrolling through your for you page on  tiktok. Usually you weren't up this late because you didn't want to ruin your sleep schedule but for some reason you couldn't sleep.

The reason probably because yoongi wasn't there beside you.

He had been in his studio for the past 4 and half hours doing work. He didn't even eat dinner with you tonight. Although it had only been a few hours and you both were in the same house, you couldn't help but want him beside you before you went to sleep.

He was your cuddle buddy and you were his. So it was only right for you both to be laying beside eachother, hugging right now. While scrolling for a little while longer, you felt your eyes getting heavier and just when you were about to put your phone away and drift off into sleep, you heard the door to your bed room open and shut. You looked up and speaking of the devil, you saw yoongi.

He looked at you and smiled. You smiled back. "Why are you still awake, love?" Yoongi asked while walking around to the other side of the bed and tucking himself in. "I couldn't sleep" you said in a tired voice. "Well, why couldn't you sleep?" "I don't know.. I was waiting for you" you said while yoongi wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close.

"Next time, don't wait for me. Most of the time I end up taking over 3 hours in the studio and You can't wait that long, You need your sleep." "I know I know" you said back, not wanting to get lectured even more. You wrapped you arms around yoongi's torso and in no time, you were fast asleep.

It was probably around 4 in the morning when you woke up to someone practical rolling around on the bed. That someone was yoongi. Yoongi had a bad habit of moving around on the bed while he was asleep and on nights where he was in deep sleep, it would get worse.

Since you were still tired, you were about to wake up yoongi so he would stop rolling around, but just as you were about to tap his shoulder... yoongi had kicked you straight in the torso and you fell off the bed. After hearing a loud thud and a groan right after, yoongi woke up. He looked around and noticed you weren't beside him.

Yoongi was about to get out of bed to look for you but right when he was about to get up, you got off the floor and looked at him dead in the eyes. You were about to give him a quick lecture on how he should stay on his side of the bed and how he should sleep earlier because ot helps with he problem of him moving around while sleeping but before you could let out a word, he spoke one sentence.

"Love, could you be quiet? I'm trying to sleep"

And with that yoongi fell back asleep with you still on the ground.

Kim Namjoon:

Being outside while it was cold was never really your thing. You had always been the type of person to stay inside with a blanket wrapped around you while drinking hot chocolate and watching cheesy romantic Chrismas movies during the winter season so how did you end up being at the park in minus 15 degree weather?

Well Being the convincing person namjoon is, he convinced you to go on a "short" walk with him. This wouldn't have really been a big problem  if namjoon hadn't suggested to take a short cut through a park you two had never had been to before. This supposed short cut ended up making you guys stay outside 20 minutes longer than expected.

"Joon, do you know how long it's going to take to get home? My hands feel like their going to freeze off." You said to namjoon in a slight whining voice. Namjoon pulled out his phone and opened google maps. He typed in the location you guys were at and the location of your apartment. You looked over to his screen.

Namjoon sighed before responding. "15 more minutes, but if your hands feel cold, maybe I could hold them for you?" Namjoon looked you in the eyes while smiling. You smiled back at him while responding. "I would love that" namjoon took your hand in his and started walking towards the way to your apartment. You followed behind him silently while thinking about what your plans were when you got home.

You both had been walking for what felt like an hour but had probably only been 12 minutes when you saw your apartment complex about 30 feet away from you. Maybe you were dreaming right now but this sight felt like heaven. "Finally.." you said under your breath. Namjoon looked down at you while he kept walking.

You let go of namjoon's hand and started running to the apartment as you didn't want to be out in the cold for any longer. Namjoon chuckled at your childish antics. You kept running but didn't make it far when you slipped on a patch of ice and fell right in the snow.

Namjoons chuckling turned into him bursting out laughing at you. Being the good boyfriend he is, he held in the rest of his laugh and walked over to you to help you up. As soon as he was about to reach out his hand towards you to help you up, namjoon slipped and fell right on top of you. You started to laugh at how clumsy your boyfriend was.

"Joon, baby, you're more clumsy than me" you said to him with a smile.

_____________________________________________________________

The end.

[stampcrabjoon]

Jimin: So I saw a pretty girl today.

Seokjin: Really? Did you talk to her?

Jimin: Yeah, that's how I found out she was actually just Yoongi in a wig.

[painting-wings]

SCANDAL | 6 |

Masterlist 

Chapter(s) : Five | Seven 

A/N : Hello, sorry for the late update but I am back and I am trying to get a schedule together for my fics, also I apologise that this chapter is so short, I just wanted to get something out for you guys.

*DISCLAIMER* Anything said in this is completely fictional and has no correlation to their IRL lives

Trying to recollect your thoughts from last night was hazy… you remember having dinner, then a few drinks, laughing hysterically with Hobi, falling through the hotel door, briefly seeing Jimin and Tae kiss on the sofa then...Wait. 

You re-thought that again, Jimin and Tae kissed like touched lips… 

Did you really see that or did you make that up in your head as if it was a deep fantasy, sitting there thinking about the events you must've looked confused as Hoseok waved his hand in front of your face. “Y/n? Are you okay?” 

“Huh? Oh sorry Hobi..y-yeah well last night as a little hazy” you mumble not wanting the rest of the crew to hear what happened, as Hoseok smirked. 

“Y/n it’s not the first time” 

“Wait- really? They do that a lot..” surprised at the antics that did happen, you also wonder what else also happens between other members, thinking about it you check the time on your phone and see that there is enough time to kill as the boys are not going to sound check for another 4 hours. 

“Hobi, can you tell me some more please? I just don’t want to be caught out or surprised” you smile as Hobi looks surprised, he scratches the back of his head with a small blush forming on his cheeks.

“Ah- Y/n…I don’t want to get in trouble-”

“Well we can have a small meeting all of us- think of it as a casual meeting, getting to know one another” really y/n? You’re meddling, you have seemed to have swayed Hobi, now work on the others. 

It wasn’t hard, it was pretty easy to sway, Jungkook, Jimin, Taehyung and Hobi but the other three were the challenge. Being a fan already had its perks as you already knew what they liked, Jin you swooned and told him how handsome he was and how people would kill to be as handsome as him. At this moment you were winning as Jin agreed. 

Yoongi, massage rubbing his shoulders and letting him sleep in well past noon, he actually agreed a lot easier than you thought. 

Last but not least the leader… Kim Namjoon, the man with the IQ of 148 so smart but also dumb at the same time, bringing his favrouite coffee as well as a new release of a book he had spoken about, sitting down with him. “Ah Namjoon, how have you been?” you ask, sitting on the edge of the sofa, eyeing you cautiously Namjoon’s eyes flicked to his coffee then to the book.

“fine…Y/n what do you want” 

“N-nothing! Just I would like to have a casual meeting with all of the boys so I can get yo know you on a personal level” 

“Hmm, let me guess they all agreed” 

“Yea, quite easily actually…you’re the last one” 

“Thought so” 

And now you're sitting in a room with all seven members of BTS. What a pleasure. 

“So boys, I called you all here today to get to know you on a personal level, there are no secrets here and whatever is said in this room will never leave it…do you swear?” you spoke making eye contact with all of them. 

“We swear” they all spoke, agreeing, you sit more upright, last night's antics were still fresh in your mind and just like a bandaid you ripped that right off and went straight in for it. 

“Tae and Jimin did I witness you sharing a kiss last night or was that my imagination” 

The boys snicker as Taehyung looks at you with wide eyes as does Jimin, “wow you just went right in there Y/n” Jungkook giggles “not like they haven’t before” he continues as you sit there waiting for them to tell you more.

“Yes we did, it is not uncommon for us to be intimate, I’m sure you have been the fancams” Taehyung spoke his voice was like velvet “we all have been intimate with one another just we like to tease the fans sometimes but it’s normally on the low-key” 

You were in shock, “w-well I knew you guys where but that’s something out of a fanfic I witnessed…Don’t tell me you’ve done…”  you stop implying that something else has happened to making Jin snicker. 

“Ah Y/n don’t you realize that we don’t get a lot of time to relieve ourselves and with us being all male there is sometimes some pent up emotions” Namjoon swoops in and tries to give a Sophisticated answer. 

“So you guys sometimes-” 

“Have sexual interactions with one another, yes but sometimes we get people in mainly for the older members the younger members are not available for this unless they want to but not until they are twenty-one and the people we hire in are protected” 

“Oh and just to add in there we have seen each other naked” Yoongi piped up which made you turn your head at breakneck speed, he gave you a little smirk. You honestly did not think to be hearing this today. 

Sitting up straighter you cleared your throat “well think that's all I need to hear-”

Then Jimin jumps in, 

“But wait do you want to know that I have sucked-”

“NO! Thank you Jimin, I-I think I have heard enough, thank you boys, oh and you have sound check today at 2:30” 

You quickly leave the room with the boys laughing at your flustered state, well now you know the secrets are true.

                                                        ***

Another successful concert, no dramas or concerns, you can finally relax. 

Knock, Knock

That is very short lived when you are working for BTS. getting up and opening the door to see Namjoon, he slips into the room quietly closing the door behind him as the both of you stand, it was quiet as you both looked at one another. 

“Namjoon, what can I help you with” you speak, still stunned how he came to your room, normally you get texts from the boys. 

“I came here…to see if you’re okay” 

“Oh yea I’m good thanks..you must be tired” 

“Ah yea I am look I- '' Namjoon was at a loss for words, the smartest man in Bangtan was at a loss for words. 

“Namjoon, is it important?” you ask as the man in front of you was stuttering like a child, he took a deep breath. 

“Would you like to go on a date?” Namjoon finally said, making you go wide eyed as Namjoon stood waiting patiently for your answer. 

[sweetestofchaos]

WYA | BTS Miniseries

I don’t need a reason. I just want you baby - ONE OK ROCK

⋆ story info:

☾ pairing: bts x female reader ☾ genre: fluff | some humor maybe | strangers to lovers | slice of life ☾ rating: 18+ ☾ word count: 0 ☾ warnings: flirting | kissing | grinding | groping | alcohol | cursing | pet names | more in each chapter  ☾ summary: this is what happens when you catch their eye while out on a night of the town? 

⋆ parts: (disclaimer: I do not own BTS. This is complete fiction.)

☾ Restaurant - Seokjin ☾ Museum - Namjoon ☾ Concert - Yoongi ☾ Improvised Dance - Hoseok ☾ Night Club - Jimin ☾ Jazz Club - Taehyung ☾ Night Market - Jungkook

⋆ drabbles:

None

⋆ important: @theharrowing​, wrote a BTS members approaching you in a nightlife setting and it spoke to my soul. Without their big brain, this miniseries wouldn’t have saw the light of day. Harrow, my love! Thank you so much for allowing me to run wild with your headcanons. I did change a few things to make it more my style but other than that, the basic idea is all Harrow!

[astriya]

BTS reaction: Ask you to go on a date with them

All members: BTS x reader Both you and them are highschool students, they have a BIG crush on you and you like them too Warnings: None, it's SFW J-hope you enjoy ;)

Jin:

He looks like the shy type at first but when he's with someone he likes, Seokjin is the opposite of shy. And if he's gonna ask you out, he just goes for it. He starts with his famous dad jokes, making you laugh your soul out of your body. "STOP IT JIN." You say -actually shout- while still laughing at his last joke. "I'll stop for now but you'll be laughing even harder once you're on a date with me." You're shocked at first but after you say yes, you can see a light in his eyes and his lips turn into a big smile.

Yoongi:

He's confused and has no idea how to ask you out. Actually his mind is full of ideas but he can't choose one which is better than the others. After thinking about all of them, he decides to let go of all those ideas and just try to be himself. And then it happens.. You're walking randomly in a hallway and you think you're alone, but then someone appears out of the blue and pins you to the wall. "Yoongi wtf you doing?" You whisper-shout. "I don't know.. I just wanted to ask if you wanna go on a date with me."

Hoseok:

Sunshine mode: ON Dancing machine mode: ON Sweet as fu*k mode: ON You're with a group of friends, talking about routin things when he comes to you and just starts to dance with no music on and after a short cute dance, he picks out a flower and gives it to you. All the students in the schoolyard are looking at you and calling you a cute couple which makes both of you get shy, but it makes him feel better to ask you out. "It was a 'please go on a date with me' dance, so.. what would you say?"

Namjoon:

When you guys are alone, he just starts a conversation randomly to help himself get a little more comfortable and relaxed. After talking awhile about your routins, he asks if you have any plans for the weekend. "No, actually I was just gonna spend time at home, maybe reading a book or watching a movie. Why you ask?" And he gets nervous again but plays it cool. "Nothing just.. I was thinking about spending time together." You can see his cheeks turn pink as he's talking but he still tries his best to look into your eyes. ' He's so cute! ' you think. "I like you, Y/N. So.. maybe go on a date with me?"

Jimin:

When he wants to just flirt, he's like the child of devil... but when he wants to ask you out, he's 'the most shy boy on the earth'. He tries to talk to you but he can't find the right words when you're standing infront of him and looking at him with those eyes of yours which he loves so much. He gets nervous, so he decides to write a letter. After scool you go back home and when you open your backpack, you notice a white and red letter in there and open it. "Hey Y/N. It's Jimin. Just wanted to know if I can have your time and attention for the weekend when we can spend time together.. on a date!"

Taehyung:

He just does it without even noticing he did. You had seen some photos of him and his pet, Yeontan. And you would fell in love with the cute little dog if you hadn't already fell for its owner. Once you were alone in a class, you started asking him about Yeontan and he was so happy to hear that his crush liked his pet. "I really like him, I wish I could play with him sometimes." You said and pout and Taehyung smiled at your cuteness. "Well.. If you don't have plans for tomorrow evening, we can go to the park so we can play all together."

Jungkook:

He appears at the door of your class during a break and asks to talk to you alone. You start walking in the hallways together. "The weather is so good. Don't you agree?" He says and you nod. "It would be so great if we hang out with friends, right?" He says again and you answer with a "yes", still wondering what he meant when he said 'I have to talk to you, it's so important.' "It would be even greater if you agree to go on a date with me." He says nervously and this time again, you say yes unknowingly but then both of you freeze: "What? You asked me out?" "What? You agreed?"

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[exodusmc]

“Baby, keep your eyes on me..”

Genre: smut, slight  emies to lovers au, college au

Words: 2813

Paring: Taehyung x reader

Warning!: Public, fingering, making out, marking, unprotected sex, grinding on his knee, light breatsplay, Taehyung is hot??, light dirty talk, pet names, sucking on fingers(both parts), Tae jerks himself a little, smirking??, mentions of alcohol, very light choking

a/n: I feel unfaithfull to my bias now but Tae can get it. :)

Gif is not mine 

He sat in the inner circle, both figurative and literally, mouth producing the best sound you had ever heard.

Taehyung was popular, blonde hair falling loosely around his sculpted face, eyes deep and dark like a night or the sea...You however, weren't even close to him. 

You had friends, that wasn't the thing, you even had a couple of boyfriends, but your looks weren't anything to his friends or he himself. You wanted to pull out your hair for having a crush on him, the smirk he would pull on any girl he flirted with, so you hated him and over the years did people notice. Everyone knew about your dislike for him but didn't know it was growing from your raging crush on him and his perfect lips. 

That’s why you were glaring at him across the room, alcohol burning on your tongue where you knew he would taste so sweet. Taehyung had it all and of fucking course would you fall for that. 

Said boy must have felt the daggers you sent him because suddenly were his eyes on you, gazing with heat. You two had a stare off until you huffed out and turned your nose up, irritated at the warm feeling spreading over your skin. That fucker shouldn't think you would cave for him and your heart should stop acting like a Hummingbird. 

Strutting away from your little corner, you left him watching after you, head held high as alcohol made your confidence skyrocket. You don't need him or his strong arms, no you can get someone else much better. Yes in deed, anyone in the house could be a potential partner so why be stuck on him? Even your friends had gossiped about someone named Jimin who would send you looks anytime he had a chance. Maybe you should find him and let everyone know you didn't need Taehyung...The thought formed in your head but seemed extremely unfair to Jimin so you decided against it however, it didn't stop your little pep talk. 

Walking up the stairs, with the intent on finding a toilet, you mumbled about how you were hot enough and that your friends were right when they hyped you up, just to be pushed against the wall, someone’s breathing fanning down your cheek. Taehyung half smiled half smirked at you, his hands resting on either side of your face. 

“Hello princess…”oh, you forgot about his voice, how the deep tones basicly licked up your thigh. Damn it. “Can we talk a little...I have some questions, hmm?”

His body was so close, radiating heat until you felt a sheen of sweat form over your hairline, your clothes starting to feel uncomfortable. Taehyung played with your hair and you thought he knew about your crush for a while, anger mixing with humiliation and giving you a bigger attitude. 

“Well what can you want, huh? Sad I don't love you like everyone else?”he laughed, a snicker which made your face heart up. Your panties started to stick to you, fingers trembling as your eyes stopped on his lips for a second too long.” Is that it?”

“Almost..”Taehyung lowered his face, staring at you with fire, a fire you shot back at him but not as strong.”I always wondered what I did to you..but maybe it wasn't what I thought..I mean since your eyes seem so hazy.”

“Fuck off…”tension made the hair on your body stand, both waiting on what the next move would be. You should push him away and leave him but that damn alcohol made you stay, hands finding the collar of his shirt. 

You pulled him flush against you, kissing him with everything you could muster. Taehyung responded fast, grabbing your wrists and holding them above your head, taking back the power. He let one hand wander down your side until it found your waist, thumb drawing circles over your heating skin. The teasing made you bothered, arms trying to get yourself free but he pulled away after biting your lower lip. Staring, just staring as you two panted for air.

“You really want me to leave...or do you want something else..”that little shit. He played with you, wanted to hear you ask for it and your pride wouldn't let you.”..Come on baby, it’s not that hard..”

But he was, the strong gaze you sent him had him on high alert. Taehyung held your jaw, thumb stroking over your lips, slowly slipping inside your mouth. Neither of you thought of his fingers as you sucked, his orbs fixated on you. Swirling your tongue around his thumb, Taehyung felt himself twitch in his black pants. This was it, hands leaving your wrist and mouth, leg forcing your apart while your grabbed at his shoulders. 

“You’re playing a dangerous game, love..”he growled in your ear, helping you grind against his knee. You forgot to keep your mouth shut when nipped at your neck, moan slipping right through.”..I can leave you like this right now if I wanted to, so tell me you want it.”

As if to demonstrate, he stopped your movements, leaving your neck. He glared you down, ignoring the rise of your chest rubbing against his own. 

“P-please don't stop..”Taehyung smirked, letting you rut on his knee as his hands went under your shirt, fingers fondling your breasts over your bra. This could only get you so far, orgasm laying just in reach but not close enough.

Suddenly, you remember that you two were still in the corridor, where anyone could come. Anyone could stumble up those stairs and see you desperately grinding against Taehyung, his hands under your shirt. 

“Baby, keep your eyes on me..”he whispered in your ear, tongue poking out. His fingers wandered dangerously close to your bra clasps, dragging at the fabric like he was about to undo them.”Let me see that pretty fucked out face..”

You gasped as he managed to unclasp your bra, dropping the item on the floor in favor of feeling your hard nipples in his palms. He twirled the nubs, pinching from time to time. Your head smacked against the wall, exposing your jugular to his greedy mouth, lips attaching to mark you. 

“So-someone can see us…”you half whined out the words, hands landing to push at his chest but your hips couldn't stop moving, pussy dragging over his jeans. He glanced up at you before glancing around, having been so in the moment he forgot where he felt you up. 

“You’re right..”he moved away, leaving you forwing. The feeling of his mouth and hands still lingered on your body, made you irritated that you didn't get to finish. But he suddenly bent down and grabbed your bra, smirking at your eyes following it. “Let’s get out of here, yeah?”

Your eyes widened as he strutted right down with your bra bundled up in his hands. Taehyung disappeared down the stairs, having you scurrying after. You were scared someone would see and know what you two had done but when you got down where he standing by the door, backpack lazily thrown over one shoulder. Taehyung smirked and winked your way, opening the door. 

“I can't drive…”your voice sounded high, filled with nerves as to where he laid your bra.” I drank..”

“Me too..”his one arm landed on your shoulders, kissing your left cheek.”But I live five minutes from here so we can walk princess..”

Taehyung held you close, walking with fast steps. The situation suddenly dawned on you, were you really about to sleep with Taehyung? I mean you had a crush on him but you swore to not cave, and where was your bra?

“Where is my bra?”your heart was beating fast, the cool night air a shocking contrast to the heated inside.  

“My backpack was just by the stairs..”he motioned to the item, smiling lightly at your flustered state.”It’s in there and no one saw love.”

Taehyung stole a chaste kiss, a lot softer than before. The make out session had been so heated due to anger mixing with passion but it started to drain of off you, left you shyer and with that crush. 

He suddenly steered inside a building, pressing the elevator button. It dingen, doors sliding open to reveal no one else. Taehyung smirked, hands on you a second after the doors closed. He kissed you, hot and heavy, nothing like the peck before, and lifted your skirt. His thumb found the edge of your underwear, stroking against it until he found your hip bone.

You literally had to push him of you when the door open again, both staring at the other while taking deep breaths. Taehyung had to put his hand out so the elevator wouldn't go down again. 

The door to his apartment flung open, his hand finding your and dragging you inside. Suddenly were you surrounded by his scent, a musky and deep smell which made you dizzy. Your back pressed against the wooden exit, his lips on yours, your fingers threading through his hair in a desperate attempt to keep him close. 

Taehyung grabbed one of your legs, hands slipping down the inside of your thigh until he found your center, the wetness which had leaked. He groaned out into your mouth, other hand coming to stroke over your pussy. You were drenched and when his fingers entered you, did you have a hard time standing straight. Taehyung had to carry most of your weight now, making it so he was closer to you, cock rubbing against his jeans. 

“Jump.”he mumbled against, fingers leaving your heat so he could hold you by your thighs.”We need to take care of ya baby..”

His bed made a sound of protest when he threw you on it, pulling his shirt over his head, locks fluffing up. Taehyung rolled down, his physic more defined than you thought. He laid between your legs, knees forcing them to be higher up, as his fingers once agains wandered down to your wet cunt. Your pussy made obscene noises, the flicking of his wrist making you moan. 

“ I like the sounds..”when his thumb found your clit were you done for it, white light crossing your eyesight out and a high pitched moan ripped through your shaking body. You came all over his hand, not seeing him lick his fingers clean.”Keep doing them baby.”

You had to breath for a second, heart thundering in your chest. Taehyung smirked, slowly taking of your shirt. He wanted to see your titts bounce as he fucked your barins out. Feather light kisses rained over you, from your collarbone to the waistband of your skirt. He grabbed it and dragged it down with your soaked underwear, leaving you completely naked for his hungry eyes. 

“I’d love to taste you but we can do that another time, right love?”Taehyung undid his belt, let his jeans fall down. The tent in his briefs made you a little proud, the fact that you still did things to him. 

He undressed completely, letting you stare at his hard cock, the way it curved up and how it was red. Your wide eyes made him smirk, hand moving up and down his member. The sight of him jerking himself off made you horny all over, pussy clenching around nothing. A pathetic sound left you when he dropped down, his cock rutting on your thigh. Taehyung growled at the slight contact, biting his bottom lip.

“Ah ah ah, keep your eyes on mine..”he grabbed your chin, forced you to stop staring at him and only feel the way he moved. You couldn't see what he was doing with his other hand but felt fingers collect some of your juices.”You dirty girl, couldn't stop staring at my hard cock, hmm?”

You gasped, the stretch from him entering arching your back. Taehyung groaned lowly in your ear as your walls spasmed around him, trying to get him deeper. For a second was he just still but he couldn't wait for long, moving his hips to ran right into you again. His cock dragged along your inside, hit spots you didn't know you had. 

Taehyung rose from laying on you, sweat dripping down his brow bone while hair hung in lust filled eyes. It was a gaze which could have you cumming, one hand squeezing your breast. His lips were swollen from kissing, you guessed yours were too, but it made for an image you wanted to engrave in your mind. He was so hot, with the low growls and moans, contracting your own higer. 

“Come on baby, move those hips some more…”you wanted to suck on his skin, leave the same marks as he had but with the delicious pounding you received, was it hard to think of anything else.”My dirty dirty girl..”

With a sharp move of his hips and one hand squeezing your throat, were you cumming again. Back arching of the bed which had been rocking against the wall. Taehyung faltered in his movements as you tightened up, gasping out a groan before he pulled out.

Your eyes were half closed, body completely spent and it was a sight he loved, hand jerking up and down his cock fast. Goddammit did you have a great pussy and moans, the memories of them making him cum right onto your stomach. 

Taehyung fell on your right side and for a while were the room only filled with pants. You started to realize how loud you were, so loud that his neighbors must have heard. Heat rose to your already bruning face, sweat covering your whole body. You were still in a bliss but it was wearing off and so was the alcohol. Oh fuck…

“Let me get you a towel…”Taehyung got up, butt naked and not caring at all.”Want some water?”

He disappeared before you could say anything and it made you dumbfounded. You should really go before something else happens. This could just be a one night stand and no one had to know a thing, but it was hard sitting up. His scent was so strong now, filling your sense.

“Here you go..”his smile was easy and weirded you out. He was so casual, like the two of you didn't just have sex. Taehyung even cleaned you after he gave you the glass. 

After clunking down half the glass were you standing up, searching for your clothes when you remembered he still had your bra. Well fuck it, he can have it. You barely managed to put on your shirt when he appeared in the doorway.  

“You leaving?”one eyebrow rose and you felt embarrassed, unsure of what to answer. Not even in your wildest dreams had you fucked Taehyung.”You can stay...It’s kinda late and I wouldn't feel good knowing your out there alone..”

His eyes were sincere but his nakedness was distracting and the whole situation alien to you. You had a crush on him, yes, however at the same time did you hate him, on the other hand did he just give you two mind blowing orgasms and had a point. 

“O-okay…”he smiled, taking your hand and making you lay down on his bed. Taehyung slipped down under the sheets to your right, turned to watch you while you stared up, determined to not look at him or his just had sex glow. 

“Why do you hate me?”the question made you cringe, tensing when he grabbed your chin like so many times this night.” Have I done something to you?”

“N..no..” a sigh passed your lips, eyes lowering with shyness. You guessed it wasn't fair to him, the way you treated him.”I-I kinda like you?”

“Aha, okay..”his eyes widened and you wondered why you said this now, when you had nowhere to run, but on the other hand, you just slept with him.”You like me?! I thought you hated me!”

“Can we not talk about this now, please?!”dragging the covers up, your tried to hide away from his intense gaze but Taehyung had other plans.

He leaned over you, taking the sheets from your face. The smile on his lips was something between teasing and genuine, you couldn't decided if you wanted to hit him or yourself. 

“Sure but it’s the first thing we are talking about tomorrow, okay love?”he poked your nose, only satisfied when you nodded. 

His arms came to circle around you, dragging you close. Taehyung was tired but he tried to keep his eyes open. It was cute and you were pretty sure you never hated him in the first place.

[moonse0k]

About Last Night

??? x yn x jjk

idol! au

♧ Balancing the spotlight and personal life is a challenge that isn’t easy to conquer. You thought you had, but boy were you wrong. Prying eyes and a “messy” past make for a career threatening cocktail.

Start: Dec. 26, 2021 - ongoing !

♧ 05 / ??? Chapters Unlocked! ♧

yn & co. | jjk & co.

00. let’s play. (prologue)

01. the best at making you mad

02. red alert

03. little to no chance

04. don’t you dare kim mingyu

05. fairy squad mother 🧚‍♂️

06. he reads fanfiction

[jaehyunsdimples-19]

Bighit: You're late

Seokjin: I wasn't even gonna come today, so don't even start.

[soft-hard-peaches]

Reaction: BTS Meeting You For The First Time

~fluff~~crack~

Kim Seokjin

You first met the boys whilst working at an extreme water park. It was your job to demonstrate how to safely enjoy the rides and aid them if needed. You took your job very seriously because you love extreme sports and teaching people to open up to new activities that being said the boys found your energetic personality infectious. But the eldest member, Kim Seokjin, was utterly captivated by your vibrant passion. Almost nurturing, making sure even the most overzealous and hyperactive Jungkook doesn't hurt himself attempting to swing upside down.

Taehyung sits next to Jin, seeing that he's in his own little world watching you work passionately, "Hyung..."

Jin absentmindedly interrupts him with a case of word vomit, "She's so cool."

Min Yoongi

"Yoongi hyung, this is stalking", Jungkook whines but Yoongi pays him no mind. What was at first a simple shopping trip turned into finding-a-way-to-get-your-attention-without-being-a-weirdo featuring a reluctant wingman.

Walking through the electronic store looking for the latest tech was something Kook and Yoongi enjoyed together with Jungkook and his filmmaking and Yoongi and his producing.

 He heard your voice before he saw you. A sweet, song-like melody grabbed his attention so beautiful that of course there's a face to match.

The two stay five feet away at all times, conspicuously ducking when you turn in their direction till Jungkook gets tired of humoring his poor hyung. With his unstoppable muscular force, he walks straight to you, of course with yoongi's dismay, and asks you to come and talk to his weird hyung.

Yoongi stews in embarrassment on the way home and won't admit that without Kookies' help he would have never gotten your number.

Jung hoseok

"Hoseok. Y/n. Y/n. Hoseok."

One of his sister's friends. At first you seemed sweet and quite, almost dainty. Other than being pretty, he didn't pay you much mind but you gave him whiplash once the party started flowing. Cracking jokes with everyone, leading party games, and encouraging others to have fun. Hobi is used to being the peppy one in the room but you were refreshing to him. Even more so when you got him on his feet.

"Yah! I've never seen a girl like that!", Hobi told his sister to her displeasure.

But he is no longer listening. He's getting so many ideas already.

Kim Namjoon

Bangtan was growing weary of the blasé halved-baked interviews they've been scheduled to do. And by no means was Namjoon feeling any younger giving generic answers to generic questions but he did what he had to do as the leader and designated translator.

Interviewer's faces started to blend into him and at first you were no different till the session went on. He wasn't expecting the type of question you were asking. About the group's history and relationship with music, you let everyone speak comfortably and seemed genuinely invested in what they had to say.

In the end, off the record, you let them know you were an ARMY for a long time and was honored to interview them but secretly Joon was honored to have finally met you.

Park Jimin

"Welcome!", you greeted Jimin like you'd greet every other customer. His listless response only complements your lackadaisical energy as an overworked retail worker so you paid one another no mind. He went on his merry way shopping for clothes as you talked with your co-worker. You both were clueless to the fact that you were about to find the love of your lives in each other. Especially since your co-worker tended to him while you stayed at the register.

Once he was done shopping he walked up to you and you both caught eyes. Almost staring at each other with dumb heart eyes, you finally remembered that you're a person and you're supposedly working, "uhmm, is that all?", you ask awkwardly smiling.

Jimin continues to gaze a little more, smirking, "yeah, I think so."

Kim Taehyung

It was like a piece of cheesy European cinema honestly. Picture this: you met at an art exhibit viewing a new installation from an unknown artist.

Taehyung was walking around the building observing everything and listening to everyone's "astute" interpretations. Tae stopped at a particular piece that draws him. "I don't know what the hell this means...", he mumbles, not noticing you suddenly next to him, he jumps but you both laugh it off and begin to discuss it.

After a while he still doesn't really get it but admits it's beautiful and so painstakingly detailed that he admires it but he reiterates with, "I still don't at all know what this means." None the less he finally introduces himself.

"I'm Kim Taehyung. Nice to meet you."

You smile and take his extended hand, "I'm the artist."

Jeon Jungkook

Jungkook has been debating whether or not to approach you. You seemed so relaxed and poised but you could be waiting for someone but you've been sitting alone for twenty minutes but maybe you could just be enjoying the atmosphere; listen, all he knows is you're really freaking pretty and he wants to know what kind of pop tart do you like.

He texts the '97 group chat to their surprise and they all cheer him on and gas him up. Nervous, he steps outside himself to shoot his shot, not caring anymore about endless possibilities.

"Hello, my name is Jeon Jungkook. Is this seat taken?"

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