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[thunderg]

I Can See You | Kim Taehyung x Reader

a/n: Hi! if you enjoy it, please like it, reblog it and comment, this helps me to keep going <3

Genre: Angst at the end, Tension, Zombie au, forbidden love.

Warnings: Open ending

Wc: 1049

Tae smiled when he saw the girl in the distance, she was so beautiful it took his breath away, he looked around, nobody was looking at him so he took advantage of this strange opportunity, they were supposed to be from enemy sides but he didn't care.

They met once a year to see how many casualties they had and to share knowledge and reserves, all very reluctantly of course, they had different ideals but they had to survive, so the less they saw each other the better, if he thought about it too much it hurt him not to be close to the girl.

Despite what everyone thought, he had nothing against them, while he didn't believe there could be a soul in those things called zombies, he wouldn't judge those who thought differently, but he didn't have much weight in the matter either, thanks to his group he had managed to survive the atrocities they had gone through, so he wouldn't let them off that easily.

He left a piece of paper in her hand, trying to look as disinterested as possible, it wasn't the first time they had done this, but every time he handed her the note he was afraid she would reject it, once he left the place he could take a deep breath.

Y/N saw the note, she sighed nervously, she couldn't say no to him, she always promised herself that this would be the last time, not because she didn't like him, but because she felt so guilty for seeing him behind her group's back, she had never been one to break the rules, so this was beyond her limits.

He walked down the long corridor of the abandoned church, it was one of the few safe places left and it was big enough for everyone to be in the place without having to be on top of each other, it had been set up as a neutral place for the two communities and the biggest advantage Taehyung had found was the multiple passages and corridors.

As she watched Y/N walk down the long corridor, he tugged gently on her hand, the girl held back a cry, sometimes she forgot how naughty the boy could be when he put his mind to it; he grabbed her waist, coming dangerously close to her face.

"Do you miss me, darling?" The boy smiled in amusement as he kissed her cheek lovingly.

"Tae, you scared me" She avoided his gaze, embarrassed, despite all the time they'd spent together, she couldn't get used to his look.

"I'm sorry darling, I couldn't help it, you looked so beautiful" He watched her carefully, shit, it had been so many months since the last time.

So much time had passed that she had feared the worst, with no news, not even from her group, it had been terrifying to say the least, though of course she was probably exaggerating, she had never been one to take on more danger than necessary and her fragile heart was grateful for that.

Y/N shyly stroked the boy's cheeks, she loved having him close, her heart ached when she didn't see him, it was overwhelming, many times she had woken up in the night, terrified of all the possible things that could have happened to the boy...her boy.

He rested his hand on the wall behind her and brought his face close to hers, losing himself in her gaze, if he could he would spend his time looking at her, sometimes he would draw her in the worn notebook he had found, he knew her features perfectly, he could have drawn her with his eyes closed, she was the work of art, he didn't know what he was looking for or needed, but he would never complain about her arrival.

She tangled her fingers in his soft hair, because of their closeness, the boy's soft perfume invaded her senses, she didn't know how he managed it, but it was the only scent that never made her sneeze, in fact she longed to keep it with her always.

He kissed her with intensity and desperation, it felt as if everything was falling into place again, as if everything made sense, his day had become more colourful and brighter, suddenly the fabric of his clothes didn't itch anymore and his feet didn't hurt from the long walk.

Taehyung lowered his kisses to her neck, breathing in her scent as he felt her heartbeat echo in his ears, whenever he was with her he wanted more, anything she could give him he would gladly accept, every tug of her hair or the small marks of her nails on his shoulders were more than welcome.

He had become addicted to her, her spirit followed him, everything he could be and what he was, he treasured every thing she gave him, every sound, every smile or look, it served him on those nights when everything around him seemed meaningless, on those nights when he had been closer to death than he would have liked to admit.

She covered her mouth, trying not to make too much noise, no matter how deserted this church was, there was still the possibility that her group might enter, she would never see their faces again if they were found in that position, besides she was always worried about everything she did in the boy's presence, trying not to do something stupid and embarrass herself in front of him.

He left little marks where only she could see them, trying to remind her that what had happened between them was real, that he was real, and that even if time passed, he would always be there, even if it was on her skin or in her memory.

Farewells were painful, but he always clung to the possibility of seeing her again, praying to the heavens that this would not be the last time he saw Y/N, that he could feel her in his arms once more, kiss her soft skin and caress her hair.

But in such a cruel world, nothing was certain, every possibility had to be taken seriously, for one small misstep and all that had been suffered, fought or striven for would be destroyed by those who had nothing left.

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[yoongikapi]

swimming || kth || oneshot

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it started as a simple, relaxing day. your boyfriend taehyung took you to the beach to relax. you were doing exactly that; relaxing, or trying to at least. taehyung kept bothering you, poking your side, stacking sand on your back, trying to flip your page before you finished reading it. “tae can you stop?”

he pokes your side once again before answering “you’ve been reading forever, hangout with your boyfriend now.” simply rubbing the tiny mountain of sand off your arm you reply “i thought you brought me here to relax” “you’ve been relaxing for the last 2 hours, lets go swim” you sigh but nod and his face lights up.

you close your book and he takes it from your hand, setting it inside your bag. he takes your hand and runs to the water and you’re forced to run as well to keep up with him. once your toes hit the cold water he releases your hand and dives under. he pushes his hair back from his face when he emerges and all you can do is stare. he notices you checking him out and he splashes water at you. you scream at the sudden cold contact and start to run the opposite way, but taehyung grabs your arm before you can get far. he throws you over his shoulder and leads you back into the cold mass.

“taehyung its cold! put me down!” you laugh and he laughs with you. he continues in deeper and once the water reaches his waist he jumps under and takes you with him. he’s quick to wrap his arms around you and pull you back up with him. he smiled up at you and you smile back, “i love you” “i love you too” you reply before splashing him in the face.

[thekaykery]

I recently addicted to ur taehyung fic (little and the beast) god I loved the couple like how adorable their relationship was so maybe can you do for the same couple or an individual tae x reader smut where OC is his girlfriend and she secretly planned to tease tae by wearing bunny cosplay lingerie and asks him to fuck her in that outfit which she looks so cute as well as hot and tae immediately giving in his pretty girl's wish 🥺🥺💗

This is my first ever ask so pls ignore if it's cringe or whatever lol

yes ofc!!! tsym for loving little and the beast! this one's for you ❤️

honey bunny

pairing: kim taehyung x f!reader

category: smut, fluff

word count: 2.3k

rating: 21+

warning(s): ddlg, daddy dom!taehyung, little sub!f!reader, bunny costume, destruction of said costume, pet names, daddy kink, cursing, teasing, begging, dirty talk, nipple play, fingering, allusion to choking, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), praise, aftercare, mentions of squirting and passing out from said squirting

notes: again, tsym for requesting this! ik this took forever but life grew hectic bc of college! ty for your patience! p.s. what a good time to release this with layover amirite-

You don’t know if this is a good idea.

Purchasing this… gift with Taehyung’s card was risky enough. Yes, he’s able to see the Amazon charge in his account and know it was you. Yes, he likes to ask what you buy. Yes, you tried your best to hide this in a spot where Taehyung doesn’t normally look. Really, you’ve just been waiting for the opportunity to take it out and wow him.

And today is the day.

Gazing in the mirror at your reflection, you run a hand over the sleek white leather costume. Cinched at the waist, it emphasizes your hips and bum, and the cups do little justice to contain your breasts. You paired fishnet tights, wrist cuff sleeves, and a collar with the costume, along with a bunny ears headband; white stilettos top off the outfit. You even put on some makeup: black liner, mascara, blood-red lipstick.

Although you know it’s all going to come off with your tears and spit, you wanted to be pretty, look pretty for Taehyung.

However, this seemed like a good idea at first, but now you’re second-guessing yourself.

As your dom and caretaker, Taehyung is accustomed to seeing you in cute, frilly clothing, since you’re in little space more often than not. So you don’t know how your boyfriend is going to react. The least he can do is like it, right?

He doesn’t have to love it. You just want to… surprise him.

The familiar sound of the front door opening and closing catches your attention. Your hands become clammy. You scurry to the bed and lay down, stretching along the blankets, which are soft against your skin. Footsteps approach, growing louder with each one, then–

"Jesus Christ."

You shyly peek at your boyfriend. Taehyung stares at you, utterly divine in loose beige pants and a garnet tee tucked into the waistband, his dirty-blond hair swept back away from his face. His brown eyes are wide with shock, knuckles white from his tight grip on the doorknob. You carefully roll over, exposing your chest, and his throat bobs.

“Hi,” you murmur, smiling a little.

He doesn’t reply straight away, obviously stupefied by your costume. “What’s this?” he croaks.

“Do you like it, Daddy?” you quietly ask him, swinging your legs over the edge of the bed and standing. Your heels click on the hardwood floor as you step towards him. “I got it for you.”

Another gulp. Taehyung drifts to you, enchanted. “You look…” His slender fingers curl around your waist. He sharply exhales, eyes unable to stay still. “Fuck, you look so pretty, babygirl.”

"Thank you," you whisper.

His touch is fire, burning through the costume and branding his fingerprints into your skin. Your eyes flutter when his hands trail up to your breasts, caressing them, your sensitive nipples rubbing against the leather. You bite your lip to contain a mewl, heat flooding your cheeks as Taehyung tugs the cups out of the way. He plays with your rosy buds, rolling and pinching them between his fingers, bolts of arousal shooting straight to your pussy.

“So this is what you bought that day,” Taehyung softly says, almost to himself, tugging at your nipples.

“Please,” you pant, jolting when he pinches a bud.

A ghost of a smirk. "Please what?"

You swallow, trembling. "Please fuck me."

Taehyung chuckles. He pinches your other nipple, drawing a whine from you. "You can do better than that, sweetheart."

You pout, eyes dropping in embarrassment. You dislike voicing your needs. He should know what you want by the way you react to his teasing, but that’s what Taehyung likes. The power he holds over you as your dom. He wants you to express your thoughts, tell him exactly just what you want.

It reminds him how much you trust him with yourself, submitting to his every touch and kiss, handing over your body to do as he pleases with it.

“Fuck me, Daddy,” you whine, shivering, head tilting back as Taehyung mouths kisses on your throat. “Please. N-Need you so bad. I-I don’t are what you do to the costume, just please fuck me.”

Taehyung chuckles, the low sound a sweet caress. “Alright, babygirl. Anything for you.”

A few seconds later, you’re on the bed again, this time with Taehyung crawling on top of you. He slots between your legs as your lips meet in a slow, passionate kiss. You quietly moan when his hands cup your tits, calloused fingertips digging into them. The stark comparison of his rough fingers on your smooth skin is arousing. Your eyes roll, bucking your hips up into his hand while he strokes your hot center over the costume, his tongue slipping into your mouth and dancing with your own. You grasp his shoulders for support, a little wail escaping you when Taehyung rips the costume at the seams.

“Daddy!” you whine, heart aching at the loss of your costume.

“What?” His eyes sparkle with mischief. “Just doing what my babydoll wants.”

You open your mouth to retort, to remind him you bought this costume with his money, but the thought disappears the second Taehyung glides a finger through your folds. You quietly moan, pressing your lips together when he easily locates your clit and rubs quick, little circles on it. You swallow, rocking into his touch all while his eyes burn into you.

That’s another thing Taehyung loves in this dynamic with you: Watching you squirm beneath him from pleasure and your orgasms. It doesn’t matter if you seek from his mouth, touch, or cock. He adores the view of you experiencing total euphoria because of him, and it’s even better because he’s the only one who gets to see you like this. His precious girl, all his to love and care for in every way possible. But he knows you secretly like it too, watching him get off on you getting off.

“Daddy, please,” you plead, your hand sliding down to his arm from his shoulder. “Fuck me.”

Taehyung merely hums, his eyes dark and gleaming as he sips a long finger inside you. You whimper, your legs trying to snap shut, but his body stops it from occurring. He pumps it in and out of you at a steady pace, listening to you whine and moan, observing the way you writhe in bliss.

“How badly do you want it, babe?” Taehyung rasps, deep voice husky with lust. He rests his forehead on yours, your breaths mixing while more noises spill out of you. “Huh? How badly do you want Daddy’s cock? Tell me, babygirl.”

“Please!” you cry out, back arching when the pad of his finger brushes over your sweet spot. “O-Oh, fuck yes, please–”

“W-Want it so bad!” you sob, tears stained black from your liner and mascara. “Please, please, fill me up until I can’t think of anything but you!” You squeal, your entrance burning slightly from the intrusion of a second digit, but it feels so fucking good. “P-Please, fuck me up with your big cock, please!”

Taehyung smirks. “That’s a good girl."

While he continues to finger you, Taehyung miraculously shucks off his pants and boxers, cock springing free from its confinements. You lick your lips at the sight of him. Long and girthy, slightly curved with a bulbous tip, veins ridging it, the prominent one crawling up to his frenulum like a tree. You pant in anticipation as Taehyung sits between your legs once more, clenching around nothing when he taps his cock on your drenched pussy.

You’re so deep in your own little world that you don’t even notice him removing his shirt. You grind up against his dick, whining, clit singing at the friction.

“Want Daddy’s cock so bad, don’t you?” Taehyung coos.

You eagerly nod. “Yes, please!”

“Let me hear it one more time, baby.”

You keen, clutching the sheets in your hands, a lump of frustration growing in your throat. Damn him and his teasing. “Please, fuck me, Daddy.”

“Good girl,” Taehyung purrs, and finally, after what felt like endless torture, he enters you. He hisses. “Fuck, so fucking tight...”

You, on the other hand, are in complete bliss, eyes shut in ecstasy. He fills you up little by little, sinking further and further into you until he’s fully seated within you. Your eyes roll at how full you feel, his pelvis pressed to your core, his balls flush with your second hole. You softly pant, shifting in your spot beneath Taehyung, your walls rhythmically clenching around him. This spurs him into action.

He starts slow, one deep stroke after another. You quietly curse, and Taehyung lowly groans, the sound causing you to clamp down around him again.

“Fuck, relax,” Taehyung croaks.

“F-Feels so good,” you whimper.

“I know, baby.”

Your head falls back on the bed, a little whine slipping out of you, your tits bouncing in time with Taehyung’s gentle tempo. You hook your knees to your chest, allowing him more room to work. He lovingly pets your thighs in thanks. Taehyung grunts, nibbling his lip, his hair falling in his face. God, he looks like a god above you like this, completely drunk on your pussy, just like you’re drunk on his cock.

“Go faster,” you plead. “Please.”

“Yeah?” Taehyung picks up the pace, assuming a medium tempo. “Like this?”

You whine and shake your head. “Faster!”

“Be specific, darling.” His hand ghosts over your throat, which has your walls fluttering around his cock. His fingers always make a pretty necklace when Taehyung’s in the mood.

“F-Fuck me until I can’t think straight,” you beg, lightly grasping his wrist. “Please, Daddy.”

“That’s better.” Soon, Taehyung bucks into you with the manner of a well-oiled machine, quick and precise, hips smacking against your ass. He grunts, holding your legs for you while you cradle your tits for emotional support. “This what you wanted, babydoll? Hm?”

“Yes!” you cry, pinching and pulling at your nipples. “F-Fuck yes, Daddy, oh my god!”

Taehyung breathlessly chuckles at your confirmation, using your words as encouragement. He adjusts his angle slightly, along with the depth of his thrusts, and a loud wail is ripped out of you. He smirks. Bingo. Taehyung continues at this position, tip bludgeoning your sweet spot repeatedly. You shriek, eyes crossing, stars speckling your vision. You can’t even talk anymore, rendered speechless by his cock.

He melted your brain. He always does.

The sensation of his cock deliciously gliding against your throbbing walls is addicting, creating a high only your pussy adores. The veiny ridges provide a pleasant catch along your molten core, the lip of his tip adding to it, perfectly hitting that spongy part within you again and again. Your toes curl in your heels, and because of Taehyung’s godly pace, one of them falls off, bouncing on the bed and clattering to the floor. The other one joins it in courtesy of Taehyung.

“Gonna fuckin’ pump you full of my cum,” Taehyung grunts, curling up and hovering above you, forearms situated by your head. His pace becomes stilted, signaling his approaching end. “Until it leaks out of you, babygirl.”

You simply moan, which has him laughing. “Did I fuck my girl dumb? You’re so cute.”

Despite his impending doom, it doesn’t stop Taehyung from fucking you with fervor. No, he keeps going, pistoning into you, operating like a jackhammer.

“D-Daddy,” you croak, clawing at his ribs. The icy burn you’ve learned to love has begun to creep up on you, body trembling in expectation. Fuck, you’re so close. “‘M-M gonna cum.”

Taehyung groans. “Yeah? Gonna make a giant mess on my cock?”

“U-Uh huh!”

He hisses, brows furrowing in determination. Jaw clenching, Taehyung vigorously pounds into you, fingers tangling in the sheets by your head. Your noises rise in volume as your orgasm speed towards you like a bullet train, closer and closer until–

You scream, back arching like a bow, your soul dropping into the pool of euphoria waiting to embrace you. You loudly moan as its fingers caress you, stroking the most intimate parts of you while your pussy paints Taehyung’s cock white, not even aware of the clear liquid splashing all over the two of you. You sink deep into that pool, ascending into spaces you’ve never reached before. Your eyes grow heavy, and your hearing is reduced to a high-pitched ringing.

You shut your eyes to rest for a few seconds, just to wholeheartedly enjoy euphoria’s touch. However, when you wake, you discover you’ve been tucked under the blankets. You frown and sit up, only to pause at the feeling of cloth on your body. You glance at yourself. You’re no longer in the costume; rather, in a large oversized tee.

What the hell?

“You’re awake.”

At his voice, you seeks him out. He enters the bedroom with a bowl of your favorite snack and a glass of water.

“What happened?” you quietly ask him.

His lips stretch into a smug smirk. “You squirted. Hard. Then you passed out, but I cleaned you up and made sure you were comfortable.” He offers you the snack and water. “I bring refreshments.”

Your cheeks flare with heated embarrassment. “I-I passed out? From squirting?"

“Yup.” Taehyung chuckles, crawling into bed beside you. “It was pretty hot, not gonna lie. I came on your tummy instead of inside you like I wanted, but it’s okay. Your health and safety comes first.”

You shyly sip your water, leaning back on the pillow. “Did you like it, at least?”

“Hm?” Taehyung peeks at you. “Like what?"

You bashfully divert your gaze. “The outfit.”

A low chuckle. “I loved it, baby. You looked so pretty in it while I fucked you, and those tights… Goddamn.”

You quietly giggle, bowing your head, your hair falling and curtaining your red face. Taehyung brushes it behind your ear. “I loved it, babydoll.”

“Really?” You peek at him.

“Mhmm.” Taehyung twines an arm around your waist, tugging you close. “If you order another costume next time, tell me. I wanna see you put it on.”

“N-Next time?”

“Oh, baby.” Another chuckle rumbles in his throat. He presses a kiss to your ear. “There’s always a next time with you.”

© thekaykery 2023

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Repent (4)

There's only one night left of the retreat and Jungkook is way too far into his head for his own good.

Word Count: 6.847

Warning: smut, skinny dipping, dirty talking, kissing, unprotected sex, nipple play/sucking, shower scenes, fingering, oral sex, degradation, bible verses?? lmao, creampie,

Part One | Two | Three

Jungkook finds that he enjoys eating you out.

At first, after the night you and he shared, he was a bit nervous to bring up the request again. He didn’t want you to think that all he ever wanted to do with you was sexual activities. But he’d be a liar if he said that he didn’t enjoy suckling on your clit. He’s gathered that in such a short amount of time, he’s sinned far too many times to count, he didn’t want to add liar onto his list.

There was something about the way Jungkook grew more and more insatiable when it comes to you. Each night you’d come into his cabin and join him beneath his sheets. You’d always say how cute he was and Jungkook would always intend on proving you wrong by eating you out.

The once shy and reserved Jungkook had turned into the being you knew he could be, the confidence he had buried within coming out little by little.

Especially in the way his hands would force your thighs apart as his tongue ravished your clit greedily. He would bob his head back and forth, fully enthralled with the act of eating you out that he never came up for air. 

Maybe it was your moans that gave Jungkook his will. He finds you entirely hot when you moan out his name, your hand tangled in his hair. You enjoyed what he was doing. Your thighs would shake and your face would be drawn with pleasure - it fueled his passion entirely.

However, all good things had to come to an end. It was the last day of the retreat and everyone had since packed to leave the following day.

“So let me get this straight,” Taehyung begins. “you haven’t fucked her yet?” Jungkook groans. He should know better by now then to call his friends for help as they almost never were any.

“You’ve eaten her out at least 50 times already.” Hoseok snorts. “Isn’t the retreat over tomorrow?”

“There isn’t any rush. If her grandmother goes to the same church, you’re bound to see her again.” Namjoon encourages. Jungkook can practically hear the smile in his tone.

“I say you fuck her raw dog and-”

Jungkook hangs up the phone entirely. His issue isn’t with having sex with you because, in all honesty, he’s positive that you’d say yes to him if he brought it up. 

Jungkook had a problem now. In a short amount of time, you’ve come and captivated him entirely in ways that he’s embarrassed. Not because he’s embarrassed of you, but of himself and how fast it took for him to acknowledge that he liked you.

In ways that’s more than just hooking up.

Jungkook isn’t sure if after tonight, would you and him be…friends? Would you go back to your regular life and forget about him entirely? Would you ever visit the church in hopes of seeing him?

Jungkook’s mind races as he makes his way out of his cabin. He has his camera in his hands as it was his job to take pictures for the Church, specifically on the last day of the retreat.

The children are restless, all playing outside. Their youth and obliviousness is nice and he wishes he could be a kid again where everything was easier. There wasn’t sin constantly clouding his mind day by day and a girl who he couldn’t get out of his thoughts.

“What’s wrong with you?”

Jungkook had just entered the large dining hall when he heard a soft voice. It’s Meana, who he only saw in passing the last few days.

“What do you mean?” Jungkook asks, but he’s positive that he knows. He was so caught up in his head that he possibly looked ill, walking around moping at the thought of you leaving the retreat and never speaking to him again.

It was pathetic, truly.

“You look,” Meana tilts her head. “a wreck.” she concludes. She’s holding a bottle of water in her palms. “Is it about Y/N?”

Jungkook’s cheeks flush at the sound of your name and Meana could only smile.

“You like her.” Meana states in a teasing voice. “I think she likes you, too.”

Jungkook’s ears perk a bit. “H-Huh?” he stutters, doe-like eyes widening a bit and dare Meana say she can see them sparkle under the dining halls white lights. “What do you mean? DId she say that to you?”

Meana shakes her head and Jungkook’s shoulders falter.

“But, it’s obvious, right?” Meana shrugs her shoulders. “You and her have been inseparable the last few days.” she states matter-of-factly.

That wasn’t a lie. While you could ignore the stares, Jungkook couldn’t. But he didn’t let them bother him. Being seen with you wasn’t something he was ashamed of. You were seen as the rebelling type who wore too tight clothing just because you wanted to spite whoever was watching. People held their tongue because of their love and respect for your grandmother, not for you.

Meana, however, finds it endearing how close you and Jungkook are. While she hadn’t spoken to Jungkook often since the kiss in his bedroom, she and you had. You had come to apologize to her if you made her uncomfortable and Meana had told you that everything was alright. Sure, her heart did pound around you and her cheeks would warm, but it wasn’t anything that was your fault.

“I’ll even say that you two look like a couple.” Meana teases further, knowing that Jungkook’s face would turn a dark shade of red, and when it does she couldn’t help her laughter. 

“I…I don’t even know if she wants to see me after the retreat.” Jungkook admits sullenly. “She doesn’t come to church-”

“Why don’t you just ask for her number?”

Jungkook is silent. He hadn’t thought about that. The more he thinks about it, maybe he has been quite dramatic.

“But what if-”

“You’re trapping yourself behind bars that are wide enough for you to walk through.” Meana deadpans.

Jungkook could laugh. Meana, after this retreat, has changed a bit, as well. She wasn’t as shy as she once was and he ponders if maybe you being around her has rubbed off like it did him.

“She hasn’t said anything to me about after the retreat.”

Meana shrugs her shoulders. She opens her water bottle. “Maybe she’s waiting for you to say something.” she says prior to taking a swig of it. “Do you ever think she’s tired of making the first move on you?”

Jungkook blinks. 

“No, you haven’t.” Meana giggles. “Because you’re caging yourself behind those too wide bars and allowing your own insecurities-”

“When did you become a therapist?” Jungkook crosses his arms. He can’t help the smile that tugs on his lips. “I don’t remember you being this logical before.”

Jungkook knows that Meana is right, however. You had shown him time and time again that you were interested in him. Maybe not for something further than a friendship, but you were definitely interested in something.

Jungkook finds you sitting outside with a group of kids. They’re all talking at once, far too excited about something and you’re too nice to tell them to calm down and talk one at a time. Your eyes dance around the children as each of them talk and Jungkook finds it endearing.

Jungkook brings his camera up to take a picture of the sight. You only notice when the flash goes off, your attention turning to Jungkook. He lowers his camera and offers you a small smile that you return - one that causes his heart to jolt again.

Don’t be stupid, Jungkook thinks to himself. He thinks of what his friends told him. What Meana told him, but even now all he can focus on is how idiotic it is liking someone you met recently. There was no way in H E double hockey sticks that you liked him in the same way. 

Maybe Jungkook would have more faith in himself if he would just think Hell instead of H E double hockey sticks.

“Is she your girlfriend?”

Jungkook blinks a few times to look down at a small child with folded arms. He raises his brows as the boy glares at him.

“Uh, what?” Jungkook nervously laughs, glancing up at you. You’re now standing.

“I already said I was going to marry her.” the little boy points his finger at Jungkook. “So you can’t have her!”

Jungkook blinks. “You’re like 6.”

“I’m 7 and a half!” 

“You’re too young for marriage.” Jungkook wants to slap himself for entertaining a child anyways. 

“And you’re getting too old!”

“I’m not even 30 yet!” Jungkook exclaims.

Jungkook is dragged out of his glaring match with the child when he hears you laugh. A hand is placed onto his bicep and his attention is immediately on you. His shoulders relax a bit. 

“You can’t fight the children, Kookie.” you joke.

“I-I’m not!” Jungkook’s cheeks return to their warm reddened color. 

After offering the young boy a pat on the head, you venture off with Jungkook. Since it was the last day, people decided on cleaning up, packing and eventually just hanging out until the following day. 

“Did you enjoy your time on the retreat?” Jungkook asks after a long stretch of silence. You and him had gone for a walk not too far from the cabins. 

“Of course I did.” you answer. “Dare I even say I had fun.”

Jungkook allows himself  to smile. “I’m glad,” he murmurs.

Your eyes wander to him for a moment, lingering on his face. You believe he has more to say, though you don’t press him on the matter.

“What do you do, uh, outside of all of this?” Jungkook chuckles nervously. He’s sure that after tomorrow, he won’t be seeing you at Church.

You pretend to think long and hard about his question before answering. “I suppose what normal people our age do?” you shrug your shoulders. “I work often, but I have hobbies. What do you do?”

You stop walking to face Jungkook. He does the same.

“I have hobbies, too.” Jungkook murmurs, cheeks dusting pink. He isn’t sure what to say. He’s an open book. You know he attends the church just as often as your grandmother and he’s highly reserved with non-reserved friends encouraging him to, in words his parents would tell him, sin. “I, uh, enjoy drawing as you know. Painting. I go wherever my friends drag me.”

You hum,  lips twitching upwards. “Where do they drag you?”

Jungkook blinks. Were you actually interested in what he was saying?

“Uh, depends. Museums for some, arcades for others.” Jungkook swallows. “I’ve been dragged to clubs a few times, too.”

“Church boy Kookie in a club?” you pretend to be shocked, placing a hand over your mouth. You laugh mere seconds afterwards. “That’s a sight I’d have to see.”

Jungkook and you were far too consumed with one another that neither of you noticed how side by side you two were. You returned back to the cabins for dinner, him listening to you talk to Meana about a TV show he hadn’t heard before, but seems highly entertaining in “girl world” he likes to put it.

The young boy returned, glaring eyes at Jungkook before staring at you with such heart eyes that Jungkook would be threatened if the child wasn’t exactly that, a child. You were convinced by him and more children to do s’mores - an activity that you dragged Jungkook to, much to the little boy's dismay.

Even as the moon shone high above the dark sky, clear of any stars or clouds, Jungkook and you find yourselves by the lake. It’s quiet out as everyone had retreated to bed while you and him went for yet another walk. 

You find that Jungkook is talented in a lot of things. You already know how amazing he was at drawing. His photography skills, as well. He showed you the pictures on his camera that he’s taken - of the children all playing, Church goers. He even showed you some of his friends that appear high-quality and magazines like that you had to compliment him on how amazing it was.

“You’re not very spontaneous, are you?” you asked. You and Jungkook sit on the dock, your feet swinging back and forth at the edge right above the lake. 

Jungkook shakes his head. “No.” he admits. “Everything we’ve done,” he begins, that cute blush on his cheeks as he recalls the moments he and you shared. “is all a first to me.”

Jungkook and you had two different ideas of spontaneity, he’s sure. You offering him a blow job out in the open had to be by far his favorite - he couldn’t remember the last time adrenaline flowed through him like that.

You lick your lips. “The fun shouldn’t stop now, right?”

“What do you mean?”

You don’t answer and instead proceed to lift your shirt over your head. You throw it aside. “You ever gone skinny dipping?”

Widening his eyes, Jungkook shakes his head. You lift yourself up to take off your pants next, your panties going right along with it.

“Y-You’re serious?” Jungkook murmurs, looking around as if anyone is watching. You’re not too far from the cabins, but no one ever comes down to the lake at night.

You’re naked and Jungkook, no matter how many times he was blessed by the heavens above to witness you in such a state, he finds his eyes wandering to your nude figure. 

“You know I am, Kookie.” you offer him a wink. “It’s our last night here. We mind as well make the most of it.”

You don’t wait for Jungkook to respond. Instead, you jump into the lake. Water splashes his shirt a bit as he watches you emerge from the water.

Jungkook’s heart pumps as he looks at your smiling face.

Fuck it, Jungkook thinks. He can hear his friends in his mind clear as ever - to not pussy out (in their crude tone).

Jungkook does the same as you, though folding his clothes and placing them neatly beside your discarded ones before diving in right beside you. You laugh, clapping your hands when he comes up from beneath the water.

“10 points to you, church boy Kookie!”

The water is freezing, but Jungkook doesn’t want to look like a coward, so he holds the shivering to a minimum. That, and he does find this whole thing hot - the act of him and you being totally naked while everyone else is oblivious. Was this something spontaneous you did on the regular? 

“You’re cold, aren’t you?” you giggle. His teeth slightly chattered. “I’m cold, too.”

“Just something to get used to.” Jungkook chuckles. He swims a bit closer to you. The edge of the doc wasn’t too far deep into the water and the ground was touchable if he truly wanted to stand. 

You make the first move, but you know fully that Jungkook doesn’t mind. The little that you’ve known him, you know he was now going through an internal battle of if he should touch you or not.

You wrap your legs around Jungkook’s waist, your hands sitting on his broad shoulders. Jungkook’s hands place themselves onto your hips, feeling even more warmer now that you were so close to him. 

“You must really find working out fun.” you state, remembering what he said a few days prior. “You ever thought about getting any tattoos?”

Jungkook nods his head. “Yeah…but my mother would have a heart attack.” he chuckles. 

You hum. “I think you’d look hot.” you murmur, tightening your legs around him. “I was thinking about getting one.”

Jungkook swallows. Your chest sits directly against his and your hands now lightly rub the skin of his shoulders.

“W-What tattoo?” Damn him for stuttering like a school boy. To think that he’s eaten you out more times than he can count, but you still make him so nervous. 

“Hm…dunno.” you shrug your shoulders. “I want a tramp stamp. That’d be hot, right?”

It would be, Jungkook thinks. He only manages to nod his head because he’s positive that if he continued to think about it, he’d moan this time instead of stutter and he was done with embarrassing himself.

“You’re so…” you blink droplets of water from your eyelashes before smirking. “…cute.” you murmur. “You still get so shy around me.”

“I’m not.” Jungkook lies. It was pointless because you knew he was. “I’m just…not used to being around someone like you.”

“Then why haven’t you kissed me yet?”

Jungkook inhales a breath. “I didn’t know you wanted me to.” 

“Is that so?” you lean in a bit, your cold nose touching his own. “I told you I wanted to fuck you on our first day here.” you murmur.

Jungkook’s ears are red. You had a point, he thinks, but still. You could always change your mind at nay given moment - even if you haven’t already.

Instead of responding, Jungkook places his lips onto yours. The familiar bubble in his stomach, followed by the quickness of his heart beat, Jungkook slightly moans into your lips. His eyes flutter close, his hands bringing you closer against him. 

Kissing you got easier over time, Jungkook thinks, but he cannot help how his body feels afterwards. Even in the cold water, Jungkook can feel his cock begin to throb. 

Your teeth sinks gently onto his bottom lip, tugging it playfully. 

“I intend on having you fuck me still.” 

Jungkook’s eyes flutter open. His hold on you tightens a bit at your words - words that cause his heart to continue to jolt, as well as his cock to throb with need. Just the thought of actually being inside of you.

Without warning, your legs hold onto his tighter, and your arms wrap around his neck. With all your force, you bring your body backwards and underneath the water, bringing Jungkook along with you.

A rush of sensation flows through Jungkook as he and you are enveloped underneath the water. Your legs loosen and so do your arms. You’re pulling away from him, he thinks. He emerges from under the water to hear your bubbly laughter. He wipes his eyes, blinking them a few times to look at you.

“Was that a trick?” 

Jungkook’s tone is playful, you note. You don’t have enough time to process before he’a coming for you. He dips underneath the water. It’s silent for a moment, your head dashing around in an attempt to find him underwater.

A loud screech comes from your lips when hands wrap around your frame and throws you underneath the cold water along with him. You don’t process the rushing of water before you’re being brought up above it once more.

Jungkook is behind you, your back against his chest. Your breathing is heavy when he wraps you in a hug. 

“Church boy Kookie,” you begin, breathing with each passing word. “you’re coming out of your shell nicely.”

Jungkook doesn’t mean for you to feel his cock against your ass, it just happens. Maybe by the way you squirm in his embrace to further tease him. 

“I still want to fuck you.”

Jungkook’s lips are at your ear, warm breath tickling it. You’re already cold, but the way he speaks to you causes the exposed skin to prickle with excited goosebumps. 

“You have such a dirty mouth.”

Jungkook swallows. Dirty talk, he thinks - his friends' words flowing through his mind. He doesn’t want to ruin this moment right now, one that he admits is entirely hot. 

Jungkook places his lips at the nape of your neck, pressing several kisses. His hands roam upwards until they’re at your breast. He grips them in his hands needily, inhaling sharply against your neck.

“You love my dirty mouth.” Jungkook murmurs against your neck, his kisses now pecking upwards until he’s at your ear. “It’s what brings you back to me time and time again.”

Jungkook’s own confidence in his voice surprised even himself. 

“You’re right.” you murmur, eyes fluttering close.

It was a blur getting out of the water and dressing for the sake of returning back to the cabins. You and him had to be quiet as you entered the showers. You assure to lock the doors behind you as Jungkook makes his way to the nearest shower he finds. 

You and him are naked once more, underneath hot steamy water. Jungkook’s arms are around you again, bringing you closer as you and his lips lock together.

Doing all of this has his heart pounding even faster with adrenaline. 

“You okay?” you say against his lips, hands lightly tapping his shoulders as you make them down his wet arms. “I don’t want to overwhelm you with beginner level spontaneity.” 

Jungkook chuckles. His hands are on the low of your back. “I’m fine.” he murmurs. “Just…wanna touch you.”

You hum. “I’m not holding you back.”

Jungkook, no matter how many times he’s managed to touch you, always feels as if it’s the first time. His hands grip your breast once more, inhaling a sharp breath when his palms feel the way your nipples are so hardened. 

“You’re very beautiful, Y/N.” Jungkook murmurs, voice nearly inaudible due to the loud shower hitting against your bodies and the tiled floors. “Sometimes I think this is all a dream and I’ll wake up and you’ll be gone…”

Jungkook’s thumbs press against your perky nipples, rubbing slightly. His cock is throbbing against your thigh, wishing that he'll hurry up and do what you want him to do.

You find Jungkook’s words endearingly poetic - it’s as though he believes that after tonight, you’d disappear into thin air; like a figment of his imagination. 

You didn’t laugh because you truly did find his words endearing. Your heart pumps once those words hit your ears, your already warm body heating up even more. His thumbs twirl your nipples, wet eyelashes blinking up to look at you.

“You’re acting like I’m going to disappear after all of this is over.” you lick your lip as Jungkook comes closer, pressing a kiss to your neck as his hands knead your breast.

“Are you?”

Jungkook told himself that he wouldn’t ask you this question. He doesn’t want to appear as if he’s too interested in you - even though he absolutely is. He’s positive that you know he is. But he understands that you and him are entirely different and for you, this is possibly just an act of spontaneity. 

Jungkook isn’t expecting you to respond so before you could - and possibly break his heart when you told him that you indeed weren’t going to stick around - his tongue strokes along your neck. His right hand roams down from your breast and past your stomach and right between your legs.

Your lips part to release a light gasp when his fingers are on your clit. He rubs them gently, his tongue continuing to swirl on your neck. You were beginning to like the confident side of Jungkook when he didn’t allow his mind to race a mile a minute.

Jungkook’s lips dipped further as his fingers continued to rub along your clit. He still cannot fathom how he managed to be entangled with someone like you - how you even managed to want to be around him. You didn’t mind that he was a bit inexperienced and shy and you were always willing to go easy on him.

If you called the way you came onto him time and time again “easy” - but Jungkook never complained or told you to stop.

Jungkook captures your nipple into his mouth. His tongue swirls on the perky bud, droplets of shower water falling  into his face. His finger inches closer to your hole, wanting to sink them into you. The last few days, he has managed to gain a bit of an idea of what it was like to pleasure you - and each moment he could, he would. If that meant eating you out until you were begging him to stop, then so be it. Fingering you until your legs were shaking and you were making a mess all over his bedsheets, it was completely alright.

Once it was all done, your favorite thing to (think, not say) was how cute Jungkook was at seemingly learning new things that excite him.

“You’re getting better at this.” you lean your head back a bit when Jungkook’s fingers begin to enter you. Your thighs part wider, fully willing to take him.

Jungkook pops your nipple from his mouth, boba-like eyes looking up at you. He doesn’t say anything, but your compliment gets to his head. He begins to pump his fingers and keeps a close eye on you for your reaction. He finds that he enjoys watching you - was that creepy? He enjoys witnessing your face be drawn with pleasure by something he was doing. Your words of encouragement were always welcomed, as well, and it actually made him feel good.

“Are you?” Jungkook repeats his question from earlier, picking up the speed of his thrusting fingers. He comes closer to your face now, shielding the water from yours as it now slides down the back of his head. “Are you going to disappear when it’s all over?”

You squeeze around his fingers, damp lashes blinking away. There isn’t a way Jungkook was going to allow you to not answer his question - or at least think about it. His free hand places on the low of your back, sliding you closer to him. 

“You can always-” you begin but halt when you feel his lips on yours. It’s full of hot need that has you shuddering in them. You wanted to mount him right now more than ever. “-can…always call me.” you finish when his lips lift for air.

Jungkook’s heart jolts again - that meant that you were interested in being friends, right? That after tonight, you and he would keep in touch and he had a chance with you - whatever chance you were willing to give him.

Jungkook bites the inside of his cheek. In the words of his dear friend Hoseok told to him before, he had to lock in. He couldn’t scare you away like he had his ex-girlfriend. He would take you in whatever way you wanted him to if it meant that you’d come around again.

The shower didn’t last long. You couldn’t wait any longer and neither could he. After bathing the quickest either of you ever had - mainly because the once hot water that was burning your skin was now running cool - you and he had to sneak back to his room. You were thankful that it was nearly secluded from the rest.

You nustle underneath the covers along with Jungkook, immediately wrapping yourself onto him. You didn’t want to wait any longer - a week was long enough in your eyes. You wouldn't say you were the one to constantly sleep around, but if you saw something - or someone - you wanted, you were determined to have it. 

“What’s your number?” Jungkook blurts out when you nestle on top of him. You only got dressed enough to walk from the showers to his bedroom and immediately stripped down upon entering. 

You snicker. “Can’t we exchange numbers tomorrow?” you say, running your hands up his stomach, his damp shirt nearly sticking to his skin. 

“What if you forget?” 

You pressed yourself further against him. His growing bulge was evident, but his face was sternly cute. 

“Fine,” you let out a short breath, a smile on your lips. “852-0085.” you speak.

Your roaming hands are able to lift the shirt from his shoulders and throw it aside. You then lean down to press your lips onto his collar bone.

“You’re s-still missing the first two numbers!” Jungkook protests, though his voice softens with how good your lips feel against his flushed skin. 

“That makes it fun.” you say as you peck his chest. Your eyes flicker up to Jungkook to find that he’s already looking down at you. 

Jungkook’s chest rumbles a bit, but he doesn’t fight. He can see the glint of mischief in your eyes - this was a game to you. A game he was willing to play; unbeknownst to you he was always the competitive type.

You’re going lower and lower, sliding off of his lap to nestle between his legs. Your fingers hook on his underwear, the hard bulge making it no secret how content he was.

“I feel bad that you’ve eaten me out so many times the last few days.” you say, eyes glancing down to his cock. It’s as if in slow motion does it spring from his underwear, veiny and pink with oozing pre-cum. You lick your lips before glancing up at Jungkook. “I’ve been neglecting you.”

Jungkook bites his lip, eyes unblinking. You wrap a hand around his cock and squeeze it. “N-No, it’s fine!” he assures quickly, swallowing a lump in his throat. The cum leaking out his tip was embarrassing - you hadn’t even done anything yet.  “I like…I like eating you out.” he admits, his cheeks heating up as blood rushes to his cheeks. “I enjoy making you cum, too.”

You want to say it. The urge to call him cute is at the tip of his tongue, but you understand Jungkook doesn’t like to be called that during situations like these. Instead, you poke your tongue out and lick along his slit.

If it’s one thing you did enjoy was watching Jungkook when he was on the receiving end of pleasure. He was so handsome for his own good and you should thank his parents for raising him to be so humble and kind.

And completely deserving of your interest.

Your tongue continues to roll on his tip, the salty taste of cum hits your taste buds. Your eyes continue to watch his face - the way his eyes flutter close and rosy lips part. His chest rises and falls and in the corner of your eye you see his hands grip the sheets. 

A low groan comes from Jungkook’s lips when you bring his cock deeper into your warm mouth. He nearly forgets how good you were at this. The first time it happened, it was hard to forget about it - so much so that he would have to force himself to think of something else so he wouldn’t get an erection while he was out in his room.

Jungkook proceeds to squeeze his eyes shut as your sucking increased. His knuckles had to be a pale white now with how hard he was gripping the cotton sheets. His breathing is ragged and he’s doing everything to not whimper aloud and appear like a loser - but it was hard. 

You blink a few times to rid yourself of the glossiness. Your head rises and falls, each time his tip hitting the back of your throat. Your hands rest on his tone thighs, tapping on them ever so softly just to continue to play with him.

“You’re so g-good at this.” Jungkook’s cheeks are a bright red at how weak his voice sounds. He’s added points to his mental score with how well he was doing at not sounding or appearing like a complete loser the last few days, and now - after whimpering - his points were erased.

Your throat vibrates as to answer him. There’s a pounding between your legs. Jungkook is so vulnerable right now, you think, caught in his own bliss. The amount of times you’d thought of this very cock splitting you open in a way you know he can if he’d just let loose.

Maybe you just had to bring it out of him.

You pop Jungkook’s cock from your mouth. Messily, saliva coats his thigh and a bit of your chest, but sex isn’t always clean.

Before Jungkook has time to react, you’re in his lap, again.

“Y/N-”

Jungkook doesn’t manage to speak before you’re sinking down on him. His eyes widen at the feel of your warm cunt gripping around his cock. So wet and tight - Jungkook ponders if he’s somehow managed to die and has gone to heaven.

Jungkook snaps out of his hallucination to place his hands onto your hips. “I-I-” he begins, cheeks becoming warm as he glances down to where you and he are connected fully. “-are we not supposed to wear a condom?” he questions low. 

Jungkook doesn’t even have a condom, he then remembers. This was a church retreat, after all. The more he remembered where he was at and what he was doing, the more he thought about how long he was going to have to pray for forgiveness.

“Don’t have any.” you murmur - uncaring - soft hands on his shoulders. You push him back a bit. “I’m on birth control.”

Jungkook’s chest continues to rise and fall rapidly as goosebumps form onto his skin.

“Is that okay?” your hips rise just to fall once more, knowing full and well that Jungkook wasn’t going to push you away.

Jungkook gasps. His fingernails dig into your skin. “Yes,” he says hastily. “it’s ok-kay.”

“Good.”

The smile you give Jungkook is so wholesome.

That’s until you begin to drop the sweet girl act and use Jungkook’s cock - the same cock you’ve wanted inside you since the very first day - to your advantage.

You buckle your hips, pouncing against him with little care. His cock is so deep, springing in and out of you heavenly. 

Jungkook, on the other hand, has a hard time handling this. Your pussy is too tight for him to not moan beneath you. It’s too wet for him to not want to feel more and more of it as you bounce against him. But he understands that even though his room is further than everyone else's, that didn’t mean it was sound proof.

“Slow,” Jungkook begins, gripping your waist. He makes the mistake of opening his eyes to witness your bouncing breast right in his face. “-down,” Jungkook manages to let out. 

“Your cock feels so good, Kookie.” you moan, leaning closer to him so that you and him are face to face and now chest to chest. 

Jungkook shudders. His right hand slides up your back, wanting to hold you closer to him. “I don’t want us to get caught.” he moans. He wanted  to savor this moment - and everything else after this. Getting caught wasn’t an option for him. “Your pussy feels good, too.”

Church boy Kookie and his dirty words had gotten better over the last few days - you had to give yourself a pat on the back for making him comfortable enough. His hushed tone added to the affect, your walls tightening around his cock more.

“Remember what you said the other day?” you ask, grinding your hips as your lips peck the corner of his mouth. “That you thought about the ways you wanted to fuck me?”

Jungkook nods his head. His hand has a mind of its own so while his right is on the low of your back, his left dips down to feel your ass in his palm.

“Tonight,” you begin, pecking his lips. “I’ll be mild. Next time I want you to fuck me in whatever way you want.”

You were going to be the death of him, Jungkook thinks. Something in his mind - so small and deep - tells him that this was wrong. He shouldn’t be doing this with you during a church retreat out of all places, but his desire for you outweighs whatever discernment he has.

“However I want?” Jungkook couldn’t help but ask. He’s prayed about it before, asking for forgiveness for thinking about you so disrespectfully as what he wanted to do to you was anything but holy.

You nod your head, picking up the pace. You lean away from him, both of your feet laying against his bed as you begin to pounce. Up and down, up and down - Jungkook couldn’t keep his eyes away from your body. Your wet cunt dripping with arousal all over him to the way your breast bounces in similar rhythm.

“Whatever dirty fantasies you keep hidden in your mind,  I’d  let you do to me.” you look right into his eyes as you speak, casting a spell upon him that Jungkook is fixed on you and you alone.

“Fuck.” Jungkook lets out, his stomach tightening at just the thought of being able to do whatever he wants with you - unholy acts that he was told were bad for the majority of his life. Adrenaline flows through him and without thinking, his hips begin to buckle to meet you halfway. “You’re…you’re such…”

You moan when Jungkook begins to thrust along with you, his cock hitting you even deeper. You were unlocking something in him you knew he possessed.

“...such a whore I’ve been told about all my life.”

Did you have a degradation kink, you think? The way your pussy tightens around his cock at being called a whore by Jungkook - the once soft spoken man who would apologize for even looking at you the wrong way. Now, his eyes are dark and unapologetic, his hips buckling to bury his cock deeper into you.

“Flee from sexual immorality,” Jungkook recants the verse he’s been told time and time again for years. “Every other sin a person commits is outside the body, but the seuxally immoral person sins against his own body.”

Maybe you were a whore. Why did that make you even hornier?

“Ever since you come into my life, all I can think about is fucking you.” Jungkook admits, his eyes glaring at you - but not because he hates that you brought a side out of him that he has buried deep within. “All I ever want to do is bury my face between your legs and taste your sweet pussy against my tongue.”

You’re left speechless - since when could he speak this dirty? You hadn’t noticed that you stopped bouncing and allowed Jungkook to take control until the room grew louder with skin slapping.

“You don’t know how hard it is to keep these thoughts about you out of my mind. Praying them away doesn’t work.”

Jungkook feels a shiver down his spine as he continues to thrust, nails digging into your skin. 

“The best way to get rid of the thoughts is to speak of them aloud.” you murmur, managing to hold his gaze. His cock is drilling into you in a pace that only someone like him - who finds the gym and exercising fun - could do.

“I don’t think you want to hear them.” Jungkook murmurs, his own eyes unblinking. He swallows as there’s now a churn in abdomen. “I still respect you, Y/N.”

It’s amazing how Jungkook can switch entirely, from being the church boy you know to the hot, degrading man who he traps away.

“Get up,” Jungkook rasps. “I don’t want to cum-”

“Just cum in me.” you state, tightening your thighs to keep him trapped between you. You proceed to wrap your arms around his neck to keep him close. “I want to feel it.”

Jungkook shudders once more. His eyes squeeze shut as his cock ruts in and out of you, hitting a sweet spot that causes you to moan with each thrust. He wasn’t going to last long and by the way you’re whimpering, neither were you.

With a few more desperate thrusts, warm cum fills you entirely. Jungkook’s thighs shake as he covers your wet walls with sticky cum, the feeling entirely euphoric that there’s no way that he hasn’t died and gone to heaven already.

You hum softly, the feeling of being full of him causes warmth to fill your body. You lay limp against him, your chest against his.

“Are you okay?” Jungkook asks a few moments later as his cock begins to soften. “I don’t think you’re a whore.”

You laugh when you hear the hesitance in his voice. You roll off of him and lay beside him. “I know you don’t.” you murmur. “Are you okay?”

Jungkook blinks a few times before nodding his head. 

“You sure?” you ask, turning to face him. “Doesn’t this, like, go against whatever you believe in?”

Jungkook closes his eyes. “Well,” he begins, a bit amused. “I’ve sinned since the first day I got here. I prayed after every time.”

You laugh aloud, wrapping an arm around him.

“I hope we weren’t too loud.” Jungkook does the same, holding you close. He isn’t sure he can handle the judgmental stares from everyone if they knew what was going on. “Are you going to give me the first two digits of your number now?”

You close your eyes and yawn. “Not a chance.” 

Jungkook cracks a smile, he isn’t upset. He enjoyed a good game - even if it meant calling dozens of phone numbers if it meant that he would eventually find yours.

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'Study' sesh with Juntae

Boyfriend!Juntae x reader

Genre: fluff

You knew it was a bad idea when he suggested studying together in his room after school. You accept graciously, not having the heart to tell him that you'd find him too distracting to get any work done. What's the harm in some downtime for once?

The warmth of Juntae's room surrounded you in a blanket of comfort. The soft, warm glow of his desk lamp illuminated the room. The only noise breaking the silence was your boyfriends soft breathing to the left of you, the rustling of his cotton sheets, a frequent reminder that you were still in his room. It wasn't just a dream you'd concocted in your sleep deprived state. Your eyelids begin to struggle to stay open. They have a weight of them feeling almost impossible to ignore. The pen slowly slips from your grasp as you lean forward, head laying on the desk. You don't remember the last time you felt this safe. You think back on your life before Juntae, the cold nights, and the almost constant void of emptiness that resided within you.

The creaking of the bed interrupts your thoughts abruptly. the sound of light footsteps, muffled by cotton socks, make their way towards you. He lets out a soft laugh, and you can hear the smile in his voice.

You feel an arm gently loop under the backs of your knees, the other arm, securing your back. A soft breath is let out as he stands up straight, holding you close to him. He's definitely glad that the bed is only a few steps away, rather than in a different room. Otherwise, he'd definitely have to start hitting the gym more.

He places you down gently, slowly straightening back up to leave. You quickly reach an arm out, linking two of your fingers into his belt loops, pulling him back towards you. He stumbles, suddenly worried about collapsing on top of you. his arms move down on either side of your head, supporting his weight on his hands. One of his legs finds itself resting in between your legs.

You find yourself lost in his deep brown eyes as he stays above you. Frozen in place. The proximity allows you to admire each eyelash, and you notice freckles that one perhaps wouldn't usually see at any other distance. You feel your heartbeat quicken. You wonder if he can also hear it because you're certain it's never been so deafening.

Your right hand reaches up hesitantly, gently brushing the side of his face.

"Don't leave me." You request breathlessly. The air around you stills.

You see, just beneath his collar, the warmth travels up his neck, settling in his cheeks and the tips of his ears. You love him.

"O-okay." He stutters out as if there were a hundred things racing through his mind, but only one word was all he could muster. Suddenly feeling more forward, your hand on his face moves down. Tracing the skin against his neck, your hand settles on his tie, gripping it tightly, knuckles whitening around it. You pull it towards you softly.

His arms give out, and soon, his full body weight is lying on top of you. The pressure is an instant relief.

His face finds its home in the crook of your neck, his glasses shift awkwardly against your throat, he takes the initiative to take them off, and you hear them clatter against the desk. Intuitive as ever.

He returns immediately, breath warm against your pulse. He shifts slightly, so your legs are intertwined. As both his lean arms wrap around your waist, you raise one of yours to tangle your fingers within his raven hair. Gently running your fingers through it, tugging it lightly, causing him to groan.

You feel one of his hands play with the hem of the back of your shirt. Fingers curiously exploring, wondering if they should take it that one step further. A hand tentatively reaches under your shirt, his fingertips slow, as if asking for permission. You lean further into his touch as a reply, welcoming all advances.

You're sure that you've never been so loved. Each touch sends electricity down your spine, a symphony of your enamour.

"Juntae! Are you in there?" You hear a loud voice from the other side of the door. "Let us in, man."

It's definitely that boy. Go Hyun-tak. Oh. You both immediately sit up, adjusting your uniform quickly. "Give me a minute!" Jun-tae shouts out, removing himself from the bed and quickly attempting to fix his hair in the mirror before heading to the door and opening it slightly.

The sight of all three boys greets him. Si-eun spots you immediately, eyes widening slightly. Slowly putting the pieces together of what they'd walked into. However, Baku and Hyun-tak are not quite as astute. "Let's go out juntae!" Baku announces whilst attempting to dribble a basketball within the small hallway outside the bedroom. He stands proudly, hands on hips, grin bigger than ever. Clearly, not ready to take no for an answer.

"Well, the thing is - I'm kind of caught up in something right now." Juntae blurts out.

It's clear that Si-eun has been trying to signal to gotak that they should leave. As a last resort,he sharply elbows him in the abdomen, causing him to double over. "What's your issue man, stop hitting me!" He wispers through clenched teeth. He meets si-euns eyes, who immediately looks at you. Now Gotak sees you, too. "Oh. OH." He straightens up in surprise, immediately turning to Baku, who's still parading with the ball. "Baku, let's come back later." He speaks firmly and grabs him by his jacket, leading him back the way he came. Si-eun follows.

"What? But we just got here? Does he not want to come?" You hear him question, confusion clear in his voice. You hear gotak speak to him softly, patting his back like he's some kind of confused old man. Gotak turns back for just a second, to wink at juntae and mouth something at him. You can't hear what he said, but you imagine it's something obscene due to the way Juntae immediately slams his bedroom door shut. You can tell he's embarrassed.

He breathes out, slowly turning around and shaking his head. You burst out into laughter, your sides aching from holding it in. "Sorry about that. Now, where were we?" The humour of the situation is evident in his voice.

[juliettejwnewinesa]

part 2 How would they ask to be touched

🫣 Would Ask Gently, Maybe Shyly

Seo Jun-tae Jun-tae is loyal and strong but not the most expressive. He might struggle to articulate his desires, leading to a hesitant approach.

“Hey… could you… maybe touch me?” “I’ve been thinking about your hands all day.”

His voice would be low, and he'd avoid eye contact, but his sincerity would be evident.

🔥 Would Be Confident, Blunt, or Dirty

Go Hyun-tak Hyun-tak is assertive and doesn't shy away from expressing what he wants. He'd be direct.

“Touch me. Now.” “I need your hands on me.”

His gaze would be intense, and he'd maintain eye contact, emphasizing his words.

Na Baek-jin Baek-jin is calculated and composed. He'd make his request with a calm demeanor, but his words would carry weight.

“Would you mind touching me?” “I believe your touch would be… beneficial.”

He'd speak softly, with a slight smirk, leaving you curious about his true intentions.

Author's note: done not my best work but I'm too focused on the sieun series,lmao tell me if you want anything else

[hinata-bestie8]

A/ N - Here is some more cute fluff!

Kei Tsukishima was waiting for the train. Headphones on, occasionally watching people walk by to either talk with their friends or sit on bench to wait for the train. Checking his phone to see if you have responded to him. He is met with an empty phone screen. He releases a sigh.

Soon the train pulls up to the station. He grabs his bag, from where he put it on the bench next to him and makes his way onto the train. When he gets on the train, he takes a seat at end of the row, near a window he looks outside. The sunset blending, pink and orange as the sun goes down for the day.

He had a long day at collage, lots of note taking and preparing notes for future exams. he sighs to himself again. The thought of being home with you was all he could think about, though he would never admit that to you. He smirks to himself thinking about how happy you would be seeing him come through the door when the gets home.

Two hours later he gets off the train, he leaves the station and starts making his way to your shared apartment. On the way there he decides to call you quick because he misses the sound of your voice and hearing it would be nice, is what he thought to himself. He finds your name in his contacts list and the phone starts dialing. Soon you pick up, "hello?", your voice comes through. " Hey", he says " I'm just calling to see what you're up to", he explained.

" I see," you said your voice sounded more upbeat than it did when you answered the phone. You always thought it was amusing when Tsukishima would call you randomly. You knew it was his own way to tell you he missed you, without saying so.

"Why do you sound so smug", he asked you. Smirking to yourself you, put our phone on speaker so it was easier to speak with him since you were working on a hobby of yours. Placing your phone down on the coffee table in the living room you finally respond to his question.

" Oh, it's nothing don't worry about it", you state to your boyfriend. You could practically see him rolling his eyes, even though you were not physically there with him on his way home. You just hear him sigh a bit out of irritation, but you could tell that there was a bit of amusement in it as well. " Well, you can hide it now but, you won't be able to later", he states.

" If you say so Tsukii," you say, you can hear him scoffing at the nickname. Tsukishima was getting closer to your shared apartment; you both chatted about how each of your days went and he ranted on to you about how this one class he has to take was boring and stupid. As you listened you worked on your hobby.

At one point you remembered something, " Oh, by the way Yamaguchi stopped by, he brought something over for you," you informed him. " Oh, really, I wonder what he brough over this time", he said. " Well thank you for telling me, also I'm a couple minutes away", he said. You hummed happily to yourself at that.

"Well, I'll see you soon," you said. " I love you, can't wait to cling on you when you get here", you laughed. He laughed too, " I love you too", he said before hanging up.

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[perfectlyoongi]

BOYFRIEND!TAEHYUNG who takes showers with you just for the intimacy. it was the silence of the moment, the purity of the intimacy, the way you two felt so comfortable with each other with something that had become so vile and perverse by society, that made Taehyung venerate your baths together; no words, just Taehyung's gentle touch across your body, as you rest on his chest and feel the tranquility of your love. “i like this, you know? of our intimacy. how none of us feel obliged to be something other than ourselves.”

BOYFRIEND!TAEHYUNG who only trusts your opinion when it comes to his clothes. before leaving the house or when he goes shopping, Taehyung always asks your opinion about his outfit, patiently waiting for your honest reaction, never feeling bad when the feedback comes back negative — after all, he just wanted to continue to impress you, it was only your opinion that mattered. “tomorrow i have to buy a new coat. do you want to come with me? i would like to have your opinion.”

BOYFRIEND!TAEHYUNG who loves coming home and lying down with you, his head resting on your chest. Taehyung couldn't live a whole day without having your affection; in an extremely stressful and quite complicated job, it was in your arms that Taehyung found peace and serenity, the way you touched his hair, his face, his arm, took Taehyung to a distant land of dreams and rest. “today was so tiring. all i could think about was how you would be here for me and make me feel good again.”

BOYFRIEND!TAEHYUNG who takes your perfume with him on tour, just so he can deal with missing you. it was a simple memory, something that could last the long weeks of touring the world without ever losing its value; your perfume was intoxicating, something so delicate and beautiful that made Taehyung remember all the hugs and kisses and caresses and moments he had spent with you. “i promise i won’t spend it all. please. i really need something that reminds me of you or i'll go crazy. seriously!”

BOYFRIEND!TAEHYUNG who accompanies you on any and all purchases you make just to share some mundane time with you. whether it was for groceries or clothes, an electronic item or a gift for someone, Taehyung was always by your side, giving his opinion, holding your hand and always walking with a smile on his lips because he was next to the one he loved. “oh, do you need help picking a gift? i don't mind going with you. can i? i just want to feel normal for a moment. please.”

BOYFRIEND!TAEHYUNG who watches the stars and clouds with you while trying to discover shapes and meanings among them. lying on the grass, your head on his belly, you and Taehyung told stories with the various shapes you saw in the sky, laughter flowing as naturally as time passed, endless memories of tales created comforting your hearts. “that star is so bright! oh, and next to it those stars form a heart. see? even the heavens believe that our future will be bright.”

BOYFRIEND!TAEHYUNG who only said he loved you when you confessed first, a huge weight leaving his heart as soon as the words left his mouth. as soon as he heard your confession, Taehyung's heart began to beat quickly without having any time to assimilate what he just had heard, his words running after yours to try to embrace them. “oh, thank god. yes. finally. i love you. i love you. i love you so much. oh my god.”

[whyse7vn]

OT7

FOR YOU:

“This was long overdue. A fault on all our parts”

Namjoon scans his members awkwardly scattered around his apartment. Jimin sits on the couch in front of the window and so do Taehyung and Hoseok but due to the large gap that Taehyung has left between himself and Jimin Hoseok is left painfully squashed into a corner. Jin sits on the couch opposite the TV in a.. suit? For some reason in contrast to Yoongi who is sat next to him in an all black outfit. You sit on the right next to Yoongi’s feet due to Namjoons lack of seating in his living area while Jungkook stands hovering next to the door clearly ready to leave at any given moment. No one says a word in response to Namjoon’s first statement except Yoongi who lowly scoffs. The room is quiet and everyone avoids eye contact.

Namjoon sighs 

This was going to be long

 so painstakingly long.

“Jungkook, why don’t you sit down?” 

“I’m not sitting on your floor Namjoon” 

“We’re never gonna get any-”

“This wasn’t a good idea. Y/n let’s leav-” 

“Jungkook please just- you don’t have to sit just stand closer you can stand next to y/n just for a bit so we can have a conversation ok?” 

He pokes his cheek with his tongue in annoyance but moves to stand closer to you anyways.

”We’re not staying for long” 

”Isn’t it unfair to be speaking for-”

”Don’t speak to me” Jungkook doesn’t even spare Jimin a glance when he cuts him off. 

Yikes. 

This is all just… yikes. 

Since you’re at an awkward angle to hold his hand right now, you do what you think is the next best thing logically and rub your hand against the back of Jungkook’s leg in half attempt to calm him down and half attempt to remind him why you’re both here. 

Normally any physical affection you throw Jungkook’s way has him jumping for joy and running for the hills but today you are simply met with a quick glance down from the boy in acknowledgment in which his facial features moderately soften before he's back to furrowing his eyebrows his gazed sharp. At least it was something you suppose. 

Silence falls upon the group once more. You turn to face Namjoon. He’s sat on a single seat couch. Deep in thought he looks lost yet… determined. That’s good you guess at least someone is actively trying to fix whatever this is. Well, you hope that’s what he’s trying to do here. He did send a message to the group chat the first message anyone’s sent in weeks to meet at his place at 4 stating ‘This is serious it’s starting to affect work you ALL will be here to talk’ Scary but your 99.9% sure that Namjoon did call you all here for the greater good. Buuut thinking about it you do feel somewhat guilty as much as it most definitely did hurt when Jimin said you were the ‘root of like 95% of our issues as a group’ he wasn’t necessarily wrong per say it’s… a complicated situation  but you do feel as if you should take some… leadership? here. You know, at least try and help Namjoon. You scan the room, no eyes meet yours Jimin’s taken a sudden interest in Joon’s choice of wallpaper, Tae finds joy in picking at the loose string off his hoodie sleeves, Hobi by the looks of it is struggling to breathe still stuffed into the corner, Yoongi now scrolls mindlessly at his phone, Jin sits upright staring intently at the TV that is in fact turned off and Jungkook… his fists clenched and eyes seemingly ready to kill should tell you everything. Ok yeah, there’s no way you’re taking leadership here you’re not even the leader anyways! And this was Namjoons idea so yeah sorry not sorry Joon you are most definitely on your own but fighting or whatever!

…

…

…

Ok.

….

….

….

Yeah no, this isn’t going to work at all. Fuck aright, where should you even start? Maybe you should bring up the conversation you and Jimin had first? Or would it be better to address the Jungkook blowing up part? Maybe it’ll be best to start with the fact that you all haven’t spoken in weeks or maybe you should take the emotional approach and just start with how much you miss them all? Um… ok yeah no the emotional one is looking like your best option right now the easiest one too. Yeah ok sure you’ll go with that one… ok hold on- fuck ok you’re good- no you’re lying why are you so nervous? These are your people your boys it shouldn’t be this hard wh–

“We should probably start with-”

“Why the fuck is Jin in a suit?”  Hoseok’s voice cuts off Namjoon’s “It’s 4pm on a Friday” 

“Listen, I have places to be after this. You know since you’ve all decided to be emotionally constipated, go MIA on every single social media platform and on top of that decline and delay every single piece of group work we have they’ve been working me like a fucking dog”

Woah. 

”Ok first of all Tae you need to move the fuck up bro im dying here and second of all damn? I just wanted to know about the suit…” 

“It’s called being employed. You should try it sometime, all of you right Namjoon?”

Hoseok flashes Jin his middle finger mumbling a barely audible “whatever” under his breath while Taehyung moves the tiniest bit closer to Jimin on the couch.   

”Right! guys we’re behind on a lot of work and we nee—”

“Jin when you say emotionally constipated i fear that statement just can’t be in reference to me…. like at all. I feel like i’ve been shitting recently” 

You all stare at Taehyung dumbfounded. 

He blinks back at you all. 

“The fuck did you just say?” You're surprised to hear Yoongi speak. 

“Like… I've been shitting, emotionally that is, I feel like i’ve laid all my cards out on the table” 

”Your cards being….?” Hoseok asks, face scrunched up in disgust and confusion much like the rest of the faces in the room except Taehyung himself.   

“That I'm in love with y/n? That i would do anything and every-” 

“Anything and everything?” Jungkook steps forward in Taehyung’s direction. Immediately you grab onto the back of Jungkook’s jeans from your sat position in an attempt to hold him back. You know your shallow grip wont don’t much in stopping the man actually get to Taehyung but thankfully after his first step Jungkook doesn’t make any attempt to get closer to the man but you are ready to stand up and block his path all the same. 

“Kook…” You try and soothe. 

“To protect her? To defend her? Don’t make me laugh right now” He ignores you completely. 

You didn’t think it was possible but the tension in the room seems to rise even higher. 

“Love?” Jungkook continues “Jimin called her a slut ninety five percent of all our problems upset her and hurt her and instead of checking up on her, you decided to be best buddies with him the next week? So love? Anything and everything? Protecting her? Yeah fuck you. You have never loved her” 

With that Taehyung is on his feet immediately you instantly follow suit so do Namjoon and Hoseok. Jin and Jimin watch with wide eyes while Yoongi watches seemingly unfazed. 

“What? So I don't blow up the way you think I should have and now all my feelings are invalid? All those built up feelings and moments nothing? Just ‘cuz you didn’t like the way I went about all of this?” 

“Bro come on not like this” Hoseok attempts to stop Taehyung moving any closer to Jungkook.

“Yes Jungkook, ok i admit that i should have been there for her more. I should have and I regret not being there everyday. But in a way i understand why Jimin blew up like that and—”

“Understand? You understand why he called her a slut? Am I hearing that right the man that’s in ‘love’ understands why the girl he’s in ‘love’ with got called a slut? Should I beat the shit out of you know or later?” Jungkook attempts to take another step closer to Taehyung but Namjoon blocks his path. 

“Move” 

“You know i won’t” 

“Move Namjoon” 

“This is not what we’re here for Jungkook” 

“So what the fuck are we here for Namjoon? Please enlighten me. I'm begging you to actually. What are we here for?” 

“To talk. Openly and honestly. To make this work” 

Jungkook laughs at that. Like full body laughs yet you know he finds no humour in Namjoon’s words. 

“This? Did you hear what he said about understanding Jimin?” 

“I’m sure he has a explanation for that” 

“Fuck his explanation” 

“Jungkook you are so fucking selfish it’s unreal” 

Everyone’s eyes snap over to Jimin who now is also standing. 

“Jimin you shou-”Taehyung tries to interrupt.

“He doesn’t know what is like to not be the favourite and he’s never taken how we feel into consideration at all” 

Yoongi raises his eyes at Jimin’s statement. Yours furrow. 

“Do you have any idea how fucking difficult it is to watch everyone bite their tongue just for you?”

“Me?” Jungkook leans forward and you grip the back of his shirt in panic. 

“You have never cared about anyone but yourself when it comes to this” 

“Shut the fuck up” Jungkook tries to move forward your grip tightens unable to do anything else Namjoon now actively pushes Jungkook away from Jimin as Jungkook struggles against him Jimin continues 

“With your feelings for her you’ve only ever acted with you in mind” 

“That not even fucking true and you know that” Jungkook pushes a Namjoon but he doesn’t budge. 

“And I'm so sick of the rest of the guys letting you get away with it all. You fucking live with her Jungkook” 

“And? The fuck is your point?”

“My point is that you’re a piece of-”

“OKAY guys geez…  okay…

what Jimin means is-”

“Hoseok? Don’t tell me you’re on his side”

“There are no sides to this Jungkook. I just.. Look, the whole ‘favourite’ thing I’ll admit i get it for a while even I felt like I wasn't the most… popular romantically with y/n i mean sure she would flirt back on occasion but it seemed that most of her energy was focussed on you. After that I realised I should probably assert myself more and you know ‘fight’ for my place with her right? But then her attention was on Yoongi, Tae started being more vocal,  then Joon beat me to it and then Jin and I felt even more behind. I couldn't keep up or compete with you all. I’m a really good observer, you see? And during all of this  I observed that Jimin felt the same way. Why do you think I said I should talk to him when this all went down? it's ‘cuz he was feeling exactly how i was then”

“That doesn't excuse what he said” “It doesn’t. But emotions are to be processed. And after my talk with Jimin, it's only recently he’s actually verbalised his feelings for Y/n and him feeling… behind. It’s easy to blame others because you’re jealous i went through it and i'm pretty sure all of you have too”

“But that still doesn't excuse what he said”

“Jungkook dude i know that. Are you even listening to what I'm saying right now?”

“Of course he’s not listening. Jimin was right. I'm done holding my tongue for the sake of everyone's feelings, especially his.” Yoongi's loud tone surprises you all. 

“ Okay it’s like we’re going backwards can we just-”

“Namjoon, aren't you sick of being unhappy because of him?” Yoongi interrupts 

“I’m not unhappy bec-”

“You wanted to move in with her. Waayy before he did you looked at places even rehearsed how you were gonna ask her and everything but then he-” 

“I am not unhappy because of Jungkook” 

“You keep telling yourself that” 

“Projectison isn’t a good look you Yoongi” 

“Call it projecting all you want Namjoon but we all know the truth” 

Namjoon rolls his eyes at Yoongi. Your stomach turns. Your thoughts wild. 

Silence.

“I dated Jaehyun to avoid this” The words leave before you can even realise. 

Silence. 

“This unhealthy cycle of jealousy and weirdness around each other. I love you all so fucking much and no not just in a freind way i love all of you i’m the selfish one. At first it was silly the little arguments and empty ended threats you would throw at each other but now it's grown into something real ugly i dated Jaehyun in hopes it would stop. Yes i genuinely liked him i really fucking liked him he was diffrent a good different but i love you all of you in a way i could never love Jaehyun and i think he knew that as well. But even when Jaehyun was here It all just got worse nothing changed you all- i just- i don't know what to do anymore this is just all so much and i know its my fault i shouldn’t of done anything with anyone ever and i- i’m so fucking sorry to all of you i-”

You cut yourself off your mind blank yet swirling with thoughts. 

Silence. 

“You’re crying?” Yoongi breaks it

 “You tell me you regret everything we’ve ever done and you’re crying?”

You bring your hand to your cheek, your face wet, you are crying when did that happen?

“Yoongi what the fuck is wrong with you? she wasn’t talking to just you” Jimin’s quick to argue. 

“And i’m the selfish one? Yeah right.” Jungkook scoffs 

“No you definitely are i kinda get what they were saying now”

“Who the fuck asked you Taehyung?”

“Guys..” You think Hobi speaks your not sure any more your head is swimming with thoughts and tears cloud your vision. 

“This is so childish” 

“Always the same shit from you Namjoon how about you grow some balls and say what you want” 

 “I want you to shut the fuck up how about that?”

“Was that supposed to scare me?”

“HOLY. FUCKING. SHIT”  

Once again silence. 

“You guys are genuinely the most emotionally dense people i’ve met like ever and you know i’ve met a fuck ton of people i’m Kim Seok-fucking-jin. But thats besides the point right now holy fucking shit the woman you’ve all been in love with practically your whole lives just said she loves all of you on fucking valentines day of all days and you’re arguing? The love of our lives is crying right now and your fucking arguing right after she just told you she hates that all you guys do is fucking argue? Are you guys ok? Like genuinely Yoongi your tough love acting isn't fooling anyone pull that fucking stick out your ass, Jimin you have nothing to be jealous of she quite literally said she loves you, Jungkook people will fuck up sometimes we have to learn to forgive and forget also keep that boxing shit in the ring, Namjoon it’s okay to speak up when you want something we wont shoot you, Taehyung just stop talking challenge for 7 years starting now, Hobi you cool as hell, Y/n my sweet baby that can never do wrong ever only that one time you dated he who shall not be named never apologise to these idiots ever i love you to the moon and back and Kim Seokjin you fucking sexy fucking son of a bitch you outdo yourself Every. Single. Time”  

He takes a breath.  “Amen” 

“It’s Valentine's day?”

“I told you not to talk”

“You’re not a feminist what happend to awoman?”

“I told you to stop fucking talking”

“But-”

“Taehyung”

“Seokjin”

“Does anyone have any questions?”

“What happened to you being a femi-”

“No one? Great! Me and Y/n will be leaving now.” Seokjin finally rises from his place on the couch and moves towards Namjoon's front door not before placing his hand in yours and tugging you along “I would say this was a great talk but I wanted to blow my brains out the whole time. See you all on Monday for work! Thank you all. Now my love we have reservations at 7:30 and it’s already 6 so we’re really cutting it fine”

“Wait thats so not fair that's two valentines days in a row you’ve spent with her i'm coming with what the hell” 

You don’t say a word as Jin drags you to Namjoon's front door. Everything's happening so fast it's not like you even have a chance to say anything. You blink and you find yourself sitting in the passenger seat of Jin’s newest Porsche. You hear Taehyung mumbling to himself in the back. You turn to face Jin in the driver's seat, his gaze already on yours. 

He smiles at you, his eyes warm. 

“They’ll figure it out. I promise you they will, for you they will” 

You don’t say anything in return and he doesn't expect you to. Instead he gives you another warm smile and begins to pull out of Namjoon’s drive. 

You let out a breath you weren’t aware you were holding. 

 for you they will. 

You’re unsure if Jin's statement holds any truth if you're being completely honest but for now you let it bring you comfort. 

for you they will. 

The car is silent for a record breaking 5 seconds until none other than Kim Taehyung breaks it. 

“So like… does this mean I'm a taken man now or what?”

“You’re not supposed to be talking right now”

“And you’re supposed to be a feminist but clearly things change Kim Seokjin get with it”

You giggle at that. 

for you maybe they will. 

—

almost 1 year in the drafts isn’t that crazy if this sucks don’t tell me pls i’ll fr cry

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[7brownsuga7]

Taehyung boyfriend headcanon ♡

Loves to sing to you. Or will hum to you, especially while you guys cuddle in bed

This relationship runs on impulsive decisions. Running out in the rain? Check. Randomly going on long road trips? Check. Laying out on the grass one random day? Check. Just very random activities.

Cute dates. Jazz clubs, fine dining, cute picnics, road trips, etc

Flowers have an occasional appearance in your home. He loves buying you flowers and will pick them up whenever he sees pretty ones.

Loads of love letters and notes. He’s constantly giving them to you because he has so much love for you and so much to say. He loves expressing himself and this is one way how he does it.

You’re his muse. He’s always inspired and has so much creativity because of you. You give him so much inspiration to do the things he loves.

Loves taking pictures of you and having little photo shoots. He definitely has a ton of pictures and videos of you in his camera roll

Will send you songs that remind you of him. Especially love songs. He’s definitely a playlist maker and has made tons of playlists for you that he’s put his heart and soul into.

Very needy and requires a lot of attention. Although he denies being a big baby, he is and he knows it.

Gifts!! He loves gifting you jewellery, cute dainty necklaces and bracelets for sure.

He will slow dance with you at home, in the kitchen as you both cook. He just enjoys those little moments where you’re both together enjoying the music and each others embrace

Gossip!! You two are obsessed with coming home and telling each other about your day/tea. And you better give him the details!

Has a habit of people watching with you. That’s a big part of your outings. And a way for you to pass on time.

I don’t know but I feel like he likes to have matching couple stuff like jewellery, phone cases, etc. not blatant matching things but you know like small details

He has this thing we’re he will randomly draw you in his own style. Just randomly as your going about your day he’ll shyly show you his drawings of you.

Massages!!!! He will occasionally give you massages to get rid of any tension in your body. He wants you to feel comfortable and hates when you feel tense

[createdbytragedy]

GIRLFRIEND PRIVILEGE

Pairing: Kang Taehyun x reader Genre: Fluff, established relationship Proceed to: Next part Being Taehyun's girlfriend comes with privilege. I just know it.

To love and to be loved by Kang Taehyun seemed liked privilege. Felt like a privilege and it was a privilege. There were so many subtle things that you thought were mundane but it turns out that it was something special. Taehyun wasn't exactly an affectionate guy. He didn't give affection and he didn't like receiving one either. His love language fall on the other side of the category like acts of service and quieter and more subtle actions rather than giving a big hug to show his love. At least, that's what his members thought.

It turns out, Taehyun tolerated enjoyed affection when it was coming from you. They first noticed it when they were back from tour. After not meeting for four months, your boyfriend was finally back in town. They didn't know what they expected. But, a full on bear hug with your legs around his waist, arms around his neck and him practically lifting you off the ground and spinning around was definitely not expected. But, the bright smile on Taehyun's face confirmed he really liked it. And how happy he was to see you. Soobin wasn't too happy hearing about this. Neither was Yeonjun. Taehyun had been avoiding all their 'love' all these years, claiming he don't like being 'touched' but after the stunt with you, they were convinced he was lying. You know, those times on the dorm when Soobin tries to sit besdie him but Taehyun always end up walking away, finding another seat saying he can't stand Soobin's body heat or some shit. Then you come around, sitting so close you were almost sitting on his lap and guess what? Taehyun didn't move a muscle to run away from your body heat or something, pulling you closer as both of you watched cats videos on his phone. Maybe you didn't have body heat. But as you dated longer, the more they realized you had this thing called, 'Taehyun's girlfriend privilege' where you get to do the things no one else can do to Taehyun. Like calling him an idiot, dumbass, shorty and get to live another day. Especially after calling him the last one. Or getting to ruffle his hair and make it identical to a bird's nest without getting your arm twisted. Taehyun was someone with boundaries. Reserved and kept to himself most of the time. He was also the most caring and attentive guy as the boys would say but he was never the guy he is now before he met you. How you went past all his boundaries and managed to make him smile at his worst days was something they really wanted to know. But, Taehyun was still hesitant about it. Shaking them iff whenever they asked him about it. But no one could miss the tiny smile etched on his face whenever someone mentioned your name.

You didn't know it yet but being Taehyun's girlfriend had a lot of privilege. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "But, it's different with (y/n)," Taehyun yelled, running way to avoid the hugs being forced onto him," she's my girlfriend. You guys are..... grown up?" Yeonjun scoffed ,"What the hell does that mean? We give better hugs, anyway." "Yeah. You were all giggly and happy when (y/n) gives you a hug. Why you making a face now?" Soobin interfered. "Because I only like it when (y/n) gives me physical affection!" "There. He said it." Beomgyu smirked, hiding his camera.

[wannaghostbts]

Please get him out of there!!! TT

[simp4eshal]

Have you ever tried this one?

Jungkook x reader x Taehyung

description: everyone knows that when in Paris, seeing the Eiffel Tower is a must. But once you and the boys get there, it’s raining so hard going out of the hotel is not an option. Seeing you all sad, the boys come up with an idea: if they can’t bring you to the Eiffel Tower, they’ll bring the Eiffel Tower to you!

warning; smut obvi, threesome, double penetration, Eiffel Tower lmaooo, creampie , soft dom jk and tae, kinda brat reader (she just really wanted to see the Eiffel Tower), jk took a video, slight impact play?, annnnd lemme know if there’s more I forgot

You were excited to say the least. Excited to be in Paris, excited to travel with your best friends. Maybe a bit too excited, to the point where you might have ruined your plans by constantly yapping about it and setting extremely high expectations for yourself.

Because now you were sitting in the five stars hotel suite, Taehyung to your right playing with your hand, and Jungkook to your left slowly running his hand up and down your thigh in an effort to comfort you. The light and repetitive sound of the rain cascading down your windows was the only thing filling the loud silence of your room.

You usually loved the rain. But you guys only had two days to spend in Paris, and now you can’t even go out because of the weather?

« You know, maybe it was for the best. The Eiffel Tower is kind of overrated… »

You shot a glare at Taehyung as you heard his velvety voice break the uncomfortable silence of the room.

« Of course you’ll say that, smart ass. Your whole life is in Paris, don’t piss me off. »

He frowns at your tone and keeps on playing with your fingers, clearly not in the mood to argue with you. Next to you, jungkook also frowns.

« Hey, that’s not nice. Just because you’re upset about not going out today doesn’t mean you should talk to hyung that way. »

He was right. You knew he was right, but you couldn’t bring yourself to utter excuses to the silent boy beside you, even though you felt sorry for the way you snapped at him. You kept your gaze in the floor, avoiding both their gaze settling on you.

Taehyung seemed to notice the creeping remorse taking over you, and ever the cutie pie, he placed his hand on your shoulder and directed a small smile your way.

« We can go tomorrow, angel. I swear it’ll be as fun. » His gaze danced over your features when your sour face didn’t seem to change. He looked at Jungkook, hoping for him to help him.

Taking the hint, jungkook stopped his caress on your thigh for a split second.

« We can always do something else! You know, those personality quizz that you love so much….or! I have a game of uno in my backpack. » The bunny looking boy kept buzzing beside you at the idea of the three of you playing a game together, but Taehyung kept his gaze on you, weighing your options.

Finally, you said something.

« I’m sorry…. I know that i’m being a big baby about this, but this was going to be my first time ever seeing the Eiffel Tower…. I wanted to see it today…. »

As the last words escape your mouth, you slowly lean toward Taehyung, nuzzling at his side with your legs now fully spread across Jungkook’s ones. Both their heartbeat seems to skip a beat at the same time, and they shared a silent, tension filled looked.

Sure, you guys were best friends. But Taehyung and Jungkook never, never denied how attractive you were, in general and to them particularly. And now here you sat, squished between the both of them in those ridiculously short shorts and thin tank top, your ass literally in Jungkook’s face and your boobs in Taehyung’s.

A beat of silence passed. Then an idea merged in Tae’s brain, slow and tentative.

His hands, once by his side, now rested on your stomach. He gave a punctuated look at Jungkook's way, urging him to continue his ministrations on your thighs. Jungkook obliged, seemingly grappling with the idea.

« Mhm… I’m sorry to hear that angel, I really am. But you know, if going to the Eiffel Tower is not an option…. »

His words resonated close to your ear. By the time you realized how close his lips indeed were from your neck, he was already kissing his way up to your cheek.

You felt weird. Even weirder when Jungkook’s hands seemed to go higher than they usually would, his touch more present, less friendly. Sure you guys were touchy on a daily basis, but never like this, right?

You suddenly realized that Taehyung never went on with his sentence.

« Tae…? »

You could hear his smile against your ear as suddenly the feeling of his fingers over your perked nipple made you shift your focus. You didn’t know what to say, didn’t know how to react, but you knew one thing: you liked that.

« If we cannot bring you to the Eiffel Tower, angel, we might as well bring the Eiffel Tower to you, don’t you think? »

You felt your body heat up. Now Jungkook had managed to get on his knees in front of you, right in between your thighs, and his eyes held a certain playfulness as they met yours. His hands grew bolder and bolder, now gripping at them hem of your short, and you remembered that you in fact did not have panties on. Oh God.

« Say something baby. » Jungkook’s voice almost seemed innocent, but you knew better. « You wanted the Eiffel Tower so bad, remember? We’re offering a solution to your problem. What do you say? »

Right. You had to react some way.

As you felt Taehyung’s hands fully cup your breast, you knew that the only possible answer would be yes. So you nodded.

Taehyung sighed « Words, angel. Use your words. »

Rolling your eyes a bit, you let out something you probably shouldn’t have. « Don’t you know what nodding up and down means? »

They both stopped for a second, Tae’s hands almost leaving your body.

« Say sorry. » his voice resonated, deep and velvety.

Hearing no answer for you, Jungkook’s hand suddenly found your heat and landed a slap there. You jolted.

« Say sorry. Now. »

You held his gaze, tempted to keep quiet, but the building fire in you forced you to apologize just so you could feel his hands again.

« M’sorry, taetae. »

With immense relief, you saw his hand slowly move down toward your short.

« How sorry angel? Tell me more, and maybe I’ll ask Jubgkookie to slap that pretty pussy of yours again. »

Soaked. You were soaked. And your arousal kept on burning you alive as his hand truly went down, passing the barrier of your clothing article, cupping your heated and dripping cunt. You moaned.

« Sorry enough to forget about the Eiffel Tower. » you muttered, finally glad that you were not out at the moment .

Jungkook chuckled « Forget about the Eiffel Tower? But baby, I thought you wanted it so bad. To be honest, I want it too now. »

With his words, he fully took your shorts off, and Taehyung’s fingers started tracing lazy circles around your clit. Before you could fully register what was happening, Jungkook was fully undressed in front of you, and Taehyung seemed to be shifting around behind you.

« Now be a good girl and take your top of for us. » resonated the velvety voice behind you.

Too far gone and missing the contact that was present three seconds ago between your thighs, you hurried to do so. Taehyung used the opportunity to get rid of his own cloths.

Now here you were, on the hotel bed, posted in between your two best friends, the three of you completely naked.

« Get on all fours for me baby. » Jungkook’s grin was pure malice as he watched you doing so, your mouth dangerously close to his erect member, big and heated.

You felt Taehyung hands run down your back as your mouth opened, and without wasting any second, Jungkook’s cock slowly started to sink into the hole.

You were so wet you could feel the arousal dripping down your thigh, and Taehyung kneading your ass was not helping. You struggled to keep up with Jungkook’s slow but deep thrusts, solely focusing on making him feel good.

You were in fact so focused, you didn’t notice Taehyung until you felt his head slowly push into your heat.

You moaned loudly against Jungkook’s shaft, willing to stop and look what was happening behind you, but Jungkook grabbed your jaw and forced you to maintain eye contact.

« Not so fast baby. Remember what we talked about? Eiffel Tower? »

You were not sure you were hearing him correctly. Taehyung was settling deep inside your cunt, and you felt like you could not think, could not breath, but God you never wanted it to stop.

The slow drag of both of their cocks, in separate holes at that, drove you completely crazy, and you almost fell down when you noticed them picking up their pace, in and out, in and out, in unison.

You felt your climax impending. There was no way you were going to stay up. Sensing it, one of Taehyung’s hands landed on your hip, stabilizing you.

Jungkook locked eyes with him, and a smile formed on his face. Replicating the same smile, Taehyung lifted his other hand right above his head, slightly inclined in Jungkook’s direction.

Jungkook’s hand joined his in a high five right above you, and both of them exploded in a fit of giggles, their thrusts faltering.

Sensing their attention drifting away from you, you clenched around Tae’s cock and sucked Jungkook in deeper as vengeance. Both their attention returned to you, the pleasure overcoming their little joke.

The cadence picked up, and you were dangerously tipping over the edge.

« Come on angel. Come for me, hm? Come for us. We got you what you wanted, might as well get us what we want. » Tae’s words were punctuated by the slow glade of his fingers against your clit and Jungkook’s hand wrapping against your throat, and just like that, you lost it.

Your orgasm raked through you with such electricity, silence resonated in your head but you knew that the sounds coming out of your mouth were muffled, yes, but far from silent.

Your cunt was spasming hard against Taehyung, and he felt himeself almost giving in. What was he waiting for, he didn’t know, but he was waiting for something.

Tired and wanting your mouth to finally relax, you put all of your last energy into sucking and twirling your tongue against Jungkook’s head, making him cum in a matter of seconds.

When he slowly got his dick out of your mouth, your upper body gave in, putting your body in a very accentuated arch, your ass and hips only held by Taehyung’s hands.

Said man then suddenly picked up his pace, fast and almost violent, searching his high. He was on edge, and he knew that only a few thrusts would suffice for him to unload in your laminated cunt.

« Tae….Tae please…ah »

Your words became a blur to the both of you as he finalley reached his high hearing his name flow out of your mouth, his semen coating your walls.

Jungkook who was until then silent, slowly crept up next to the two of you with his phone in hand. Giving a look to Taehyung, he asked you.

« Can I take a video baby? You creamed hyung so good…. »

Fucked out of your mind, all you could manage was three desperate but curt nods.

« Tsk tsk tsk, words angel » Taehyung’s voice was sarcastic, knowing deep down that you were too tired to argue.

And he was right, because the next words flew out of your mouth without a care in the world.

« Yes, yes please do it…. »

Smiling, Jungkook turned his camera on and directed where you and Taehyung were still connected. Deliberately slow, he slid out of your creamy and drippy cunt, the mix of both your and his release insanely erotic, dirty even.

When both of them were done, Taehyung got up to find wet towels as Jungkook enveloped you in his arms, whispering sweet nothings into your ear and caressing your arms.

You were now clean, exhausted but content. As the three of you lay on fresh bed sheets, ready to go to sleep, Taehyung pipped in.

« We’ll still go to the Eiffel Tower tomorrow right? »

« Yep. »

« Definitely. »

[explicit-tae]

WHAT THE HELL EVERYONE WAKE UP WE GOT AN UNGODLY HOUR UPDATE AND A BABY IS INVOLVEDJRIEKFKSKWKDJ I LOVE MY LIFE

this is like so old but why not use this to drop yet another part that i told myself i wasnt dropping

Ungodly Hour (9)

Jungkook forces you to face the reality that you are indeed pregnant - ew.

Warning: jungkook being jungkook, smut ofc, kissing, simp jungkook duh, protective jungkook, dirty talking, creampie, riding, unprotected sex,

“Y/N,” 

That voice. You dreaded hearing it now.

“I say this with the least bit of anger in me…but…what the fuck are you doing?”

Your eyes blink upwards from the soapy sink, the water running as you slowly drop the plate. Jungkook is staring right back at you with a look of pure disappointment. It’s as though you ruined his mood entirely. He had strolled through the door happily as ever with groceries he was going to prepare the two of you to eat and the smile on his lips disappeared in an instant.

“Washing the dishes.” you deadpan, turning off the water. You already know what Jungkook is going to say and you have to mentally prepare yourself for it.

“You can’t do things like this-”

“You can’t do things like this, Y/N, you’re pregnant.” you mock him with a roll of your eyes, an act that catches him by surprise.

“I’m serious.” Jungkook shakes his head and places the bags of groceries onto the island and rounds the corner to meet you. 

“Ever since we found out about this, you’ve gone insane.” you cross your arms with a tilt of your head. “I can’t wash dishes. I can’t walk alone-”

“For your safety, of course.” Jungkook shrugs his shoulders. “You’re the true crime watcher. You know what happens when girls walk alone.”

“Can we explain why I can’t wash dishes then?” you tilt your head.

“I may not have the answer, baby.” Jungkook places a hand on your chin and presses his lips to your forehead to peck them. “I’m sure 1,000 ways to die does.”

Jeon Jungkook was determined that this pregnancy was going to be handled with care. The amount of emotions he’s gone through alone at the realization of even the possibility that you were pregnant was overwhelming. Witnessing the positive pregnancy test and even getting to sit through doctor visits for added confirmation had filled him with emotion.

“I told you in the Jeon family that the woman has to relax.” Jungkook begins to take out the groceries he has bought. “You think my mother was straining her back when she was pregnant with me and my brother? Of course not.”

Jungkook then turns to look at you, eyes fixed. “Speaking of labor…did you quit your job yet?”

Not this again.

“We’ve been through this.” you wipe your hands on your shirt lazily and go towards the fridge. You would help him put the groceries away on a good day. However, Jungkook was adamant on you doing absolutely nothing that could harm you or the child you were barely pregnant with.

“We have.” Jungkook nods.  “And I want you to quit.”

“I don’t want to quit.” you don’t look at Jungkook and instead go towards a few slices of cheese to make yourself the perfect grilled cheese that you were now envisioning in your mind. 

“You always complain about how stressed you are working there.” Jungkook deadpans. “What if they have you stock?”

“Then I’ll stock.” you shrug, again focusing on the grilled cheese. You’re buttering the sliced bread when you speak again. “My mother didn’t raise a bitch.”

You then knit your brows and hum. In a way she did. Your bitchy attitude towards Jungkook had diminished when you realized that you, dare you say, love him. Especially now that you were very much pregnant by the same man you claimed you’d never give a chance to. How the universe humbles you is amazing.

“Y/N…” 

Jungkook takes a deep breath. He turns to face you fully, crossing his arms. You’re carefully placing the cheese onto the bread and he watches you place it into the air fryer. You turn to him with a displeased look.

“You don’t even like working there.”

True.

“I know.” you nod your head. “I have-”

“Don’t say you have bills.” Jungkook interrupts. “I pay all of your bills.”

Your eyes turn  to small slits for a moment.

“I’m saving money.” you shrug again. “For the baby.”

Jungkook’s gaze softens a bit, but he has to remain strong. If he gives into you now then you’d never quit.

“Why?” Jungkook questions. “We have enough money.”

“You,” you scoff. “have enough money.”

“I don’t know what that even means, Y/N.” Jungkook shakes his head. 

“I can’t have you pay for everything while I sit around and not do anything.”

Jungkook blinks a few times and his response shouldn’t surprise you. It’s Jungkook, after all. “Why not?” he questions slowly, genuinely confused. Probably because he already pays for everything now and he was completely fine with it.

Your hands begin to rub at your temples and slowly you begin to laugh. 

“How long are you planning on working there, anyways? Soon you’ll begin to show. School is already stressful enough, don’t you think?” Jungkook decides to take this time to put away the groceries so it doesn’t appear that he’s being too demanding of you and your wishes. “You can always…take a break from both. Just relax.”

The airfryer beeps and you thank the universe for giving you a bit of a distraction. You don’t want to think about school or work now and all you wanted to do was sink your teeth into this grilled cheese.

“We still have to tell our parents.”

Another situation you were holding back from, even if it has been three months since you initially found out. You had held off telling anyone in your family and - even now - it was awkward meeting Jungkook for the first time to reveal that you were pregnant. Besides, you weren’t that far along and you didn’t necessarily look pregnant. Chaeyoung thought you did but that was only because she knew and always insisted on touching your “bump” that you swore wasn’t there.

You take a big bite of the sandwich and swallow yourself in a silent self-pity party. 

“I know.” is all you say in response to Jungkook. 

As the last item is put away, Jungkook then drops yet another statement that shouldn’t surprise you. 

“I found somewhere bigger for us to move.”

You lick your lips, whipping your head to look at Jungkook. 

“Bigger?” you hum. “This place is already huge.”

“Not big enough for a baby.” Jungkook tilts his head. “They’ll need their own room eventually. It’ll grow into a child then a teenager and-”

“Please,” you close your eyes for a moment with a shake of your head. “you’re getting too far into the future.”

“Someone has to.” Jungkook retorts. “I’ve been looking in the area for us to upsize. I didn’t want to get anything without your approval.”

“You don’t need my approval.” you snicker. “Just get-”

“Stop doing that.” Jungkook’s tone changes to one that’s more serious. 

You take the last bite of your grilled cheese just as the mood changes. You knit your brows at the man. 

“You and the baby, Y/N,” Jungkook begins, taking a few steps closer to you. His hair had grown back out from the cut he initially did and it bounces with each step. “are my top priority. I want to take care of you. Your opinion still matters at the end of the day.”

There’s something in you that shifts and you blame the baby completely for fucking with your hormones. 

Jungkook is taken aback when your eyes begin to become glossy and you begin to cry right in front of him. For a moment he’s stunned, thinking that he has said something to you that caused you to cry. Then, he understands just how emotional you were (thanks to the fetus inside of you) when you crash yourself into his chest and begin to sob.

“This pregnancy is kicking your ass already.” Jungkook jokes, but his arm wraps you into a hug, one hand soothingly rubbing your back. 

“Fuck you.” you sniffle.

“I did and this is how we got here.” Jungkook jokes with a chuckle. “You’re crying now but…I think you’re going to hate me soon.”

“Why?” you murmur against his chest. 

There’s a quick knock on the door followed by it beginning to jingle. You slowly lift yourself from Jungkook’s chest, eyeing him suspiciously. 

“Remember that I love you.” Jungkook presses his lips to yours, pecking it. “And, I love our baby.”

“Jungkook…”

You can hear voices enter - unfamiliar ones. 

“I invited my parents over for lunch.” Jungkook says quickly. “Please don’t hate me, Y/N, my mother has been begging to meet you for months and-”

Your hands dig into his shirt, your eyes widening. Your sadness - caused by the great amount of love and adoration you felt at his words - appeared to diminish on the spot.

“You did what?!” you hiss, teeth gritting.

“Jungkook?”

That must’ve been Jungkook’s mother calling for him, followed by a pair of footsteps inching closer to where you two were. 

Fuck Jeon Jungkook. Now you were panicking - probably more than you needed to be. Jungkook told you stories of his parents and how excited his mother was to meet you. He claimed he spoke highly of you to her and you didn’t doubt him. Still, you looked a mess. You weren’t dressed to meet even your own parents right now. There’s a stain on your shirt and the pajama pants you wore were Jungkook’s iron man ones because they were comfy. 

Fuck Jeon Jungkook again.

“I hate you.” you murmur as Jungkook turns around just as his mother peaks her head through the kitchen to find her son.

“Ma!” Jungkook gushed, opening his arms to greet his mother with a hug that he met her half way to. 

“Your hair has gotten so long since the last time I saw you.” you hear his mother speak, her voice soft and motherly-like. “You never come around anymore.”

“I saw you a month ago.” Jungkook snorts. “I’ve been busy. Where is-”

“He’s stuck at meetings all day.” his mother adds, already knowing what her son was going to ask concerning his father. 

You stand awkwardly behind Jungkook, your nerves beating your ass mentally.

“Ma,” Jungkook slowly steps aside and turns around. “this is-”

“Y/N.” she finishes, coming a bit closer to you to wrap you in a hug. It stuns you for a moment and Jungkook offers a soft smile when she does. You proceed to hug her back, your irritation towards her son slowly dying down. “I thought I was never going to meet you.”

Jungkook exhales, holding in a breath he wasn’t aware of. “We’ve been busy-”

“That’s what he’s been saying.” his mother now speaks to you with a shake of her head. “You’re so cute.”

Your body burns with embarrassment at her compliment but you gently thank her. You look a mess, truly, and the more you remember this, the more you think about how you wanted to punch Jungkook in the gut. 

“I was just about to start lunch.” Jungkook claps his hands. “You and Y/N can relax while-”

“I can help.” you suggest.

“No.” Jungkook deadpans, his eyes widening a bit. He makes a gesture with his head at his mother right in front of you. It’s as if you wanted him to die.

You release a huff. No physical labor. Wouldn’t it look more suspicious if you didn’t help? Then his mother would suspect something.

She could also suspect that you were lazy and using her son for-

“His father cooks all the time.” his mother holds onto your hands and offers you such a warm and kind smile. “That’s where he gets it from.”

Jungkook’s mother was a kind woman and she appeared to like you just as Jungkook said she would. She speaks fondly of her son and shares stories of his childhood, all the while Jungkook cooks in the background. He makes you tea, one you usually drink when you feel sick and serves his mother some wine.

“I thought I’ll never get to meet you. Jungkook kept you locked up in here.”

Jungkook chuckles softly at the tone his mother gives him, his cheeks flushing. 

“I…I’ve been busy.” you laugh off, as well. “If I would’ve known you were coming I would’ve…dressed better.”

“Nonsense.” his mother shakes her head with a hearty laugh. “It took a lot of self-control to not come here myself and meet you. You bring so much joy to Kookie’s life.”

Jungkook remains silent, plating the food for the three of you. He glances your way to silently assure that you weren’t overwhelmed. You’re a bit flustered as he can see but comfortable nonetheless.

“Okay~” Jungkook sing-songs after a few more minutes, placing two plates in front of you and his mother. He goes to serve you two some water, as well - extra ice for his mother and just a few cubes for you. Just the way you two enjoyed it.

Jungkook has always enjoyed watching you eat and it increases now that you’re pregnant. He - unbeknownst to you - began to search for what was healthy for the child and how he could introduce it to you in a way you’d enjoy it.

“When are you guys going to tell me?”

You stop chewing to focus your attention on Jungkook's mother.

“The tea…the constant sneaking of stomach rubs…” her eyes lowered to Jungkook’s hand indeed on your stomach - he insisted on touching it whenever because he swore he could feel something, even if you told him that was impossible. “...the fact that I finally was able to meet her after months.”

Jungkook gently taps your thigh as he faces his mother. She offers a little eyebrow raise.

“Okay then, Ma.” Jungkook shrugs. “Y/N’s pregnant. I’m looking for a bigger-”

“I hope it’s a girl.” Jungkook’s mom sighs out. “I’m so sick of all the men.”

She was actually excited, even wrapping you in a hug.

“We can just wait a little longer-“

“We’re not waiting longer, Y/N.” Jungkook cuts you off.

You release a short sigh, your nerves eating you alive at this very moment. 

You didn’t want to have to do this - not now at least. You had time. You could even pop up randomly in a few months with the baby in hand if it meant avoiding telling your parents.

It wasn’t as if your parents were the traditional type. They weren’t married when they had your brother and by the pictures you saw, your mother was heavily pregnant with you at her own wedding.

Still, you always told them that a child was the last thing you wanted, if at all. Your mother always told you it was because you didn’t find a man worth giving a baby to - and you hated to be told “I told you so”.

Your parents were expecting you and Jungkook for dinner this Saturday evening. It was becoming a habit that she saw you and Jungkook once every week. She would gush about how handsome and smart Jungkook was and how happy she noticed you were lately - ew. 

“Why are you so hellbent on waiting anyways?” Jungkook asks. “My mother already knows.”

“That’s because you trapped me.” you seeth.

Jungkook chuckles, poking your cheek playfully. “Because of situations like this, baby.” he says, knocking on the front door. Usually, you would walk in, yet he noticed just how much you were stalling and decided to take things into his own hands. “It’s now or never.”

“I hate you.” you hiss, turning around just as your mother opens the door. “Mother..” you murmur.

“Why are you knocking, Y/N? Come in!” she says, wrapping both you and Jungkook into a hug. “You look even more handsome, Jungkook.”

You roll your eyes and scoff, going deeper into the home. Your brother was already here and appeared to be in a heated debate with your father in the living room while his children, really your niece, ran wild.

“Stop running.” you say to her as she nearly crashes into you. “Or you’re going to fall.” Eventually.

“You’re mean.” was all she responded with and continues to run. Your nephew has since learned how to walk and he attempts to follow his sister, yet he’s much slower.

You release a sigh - this is what your life was going to be soon. A child running around not bothering to listen to you in the slightest.

“I have some wine,” your mother makes her way towards the kitchen where you and Jungkook follow. There’s a pot boiling on the stove and the aroma alone causes your stomach to churn. “Y/N, grab the wine glasses.”

“Hey Jungkook!” your niece runs past you, nearly causing you to stumble to get to the man. She widens her arms. “Can you flip me like you did last time?”

“No.” you deadpan.

“Sure!” Jungkook exclaims.

You sigh.

You grasp two wine glasses, one for your mother and the other for Jungkook. 

Your niece is occupying Jungkook’s time with the amount of time she demands to be flipped while your nephew - who manages to waddle over - watches with slight amazement.

“Why are there only two wine glasses?” your mother asks. 

“I’m not really in the mood to drink.”

Jungkook glances your way, furrowing a brow.

“Why not?” she asks. “You’re always in the mood for wine.”

You shrug your shoulders, hoping that would be the end of it. You make your way to the cabinets to find yourself something to munch on.

“How about a beer?” she asks you, going to the fridge to open it and look for whatever your father has in there. “We have-”

“I don’t want a beer.” you say, taking out some cookies. “Really, mom-”

“Are you sick, Y/N?”

You turn around to face her. “Am I really that much of an alcoholic?” you question, unsure why you declining alcohol was such a big deal. 

“Don’t be so dramatic.” your mother waves you off.

You roll your eyes and dig into the cookies. Your eyes watch as Jungkook begins to play with both kids now, your niece on his back while he swings your nephew around. You swallow, tilting your head a bit at how content he seems to be. They were treating him like a jungle gym but he actually enjoyed it.

“I actually have a bottle of champagne.” your mother says, dragging you out of your thoughts. You hadn’t realized she left the kitchen until she returned with said bottle of champagne. “Expensive, too. I actually bought it on sale!”

Your mother this time actually takes the initiative to grab three glasses herself and pour. Jungkook gives your niece his phone to occupy her while he places your nephew on his shoulders. He strolls over to where you are leaning against the counter.

“Mother…”

“Jungkook.” she hands Jungkook his glass, the bubbling champagne sizzling inside. “And Y/N-”

“I don’t want anything to drink.”

“Well I don’t see why not.” Jungkook gently chuckles at your mothers words. “Jungkook is-”

“I don’t give a damn what Jungkook is doing.” you munch aggressively on another cookie. “He’s the one that got me pregnant.”

Your mother falls silent for a moment, her eyes slowly widening as she registers your words. Your nephew has his chubby hands on Jungkook’s forehead, his chin resting atop of his head. Jungkook is grinning encouragingly. “Not exactly how I wanted to tell you…” he trails off.

“We could’ve said it over dinner if I wasn’t pressured to drink.” you huff, continuing to munch on your cookies in peace. You admit that now that your mother knew, it did take a weight off of your shoulders.

“Preg…nant…?”

Your mothers behavior is different for Jungkook. She’s such a bubbly person that her state right now - wide eyes and shock - has him questioning if she was disappointed or not. He swallows, a deep sorrow running through him. He slowly puts your nephew onto the ground so he can waddle away and he comes face to face with your mother. 

“I love Y/N.” Jungkook exclaims, eyes determined. He didn’t want your mother to think that he was just going to get you pregnant and not plan on being there for you. Sure the two of you were young - but Jungkook loved you and the baby. “And I promise to love her and the baby unconditionally-”

Your mother begins to cry, shuttin Jungkook up. The sorrow runs through him again and his eyes widen. Has this been a mistake?

You roll your eyes. “Happy tears.” you tell Jungkook, not wanting him to break into tears too by getting the wrong idea from your mother. “She’s always this dramatic.”

“My baby,” your mother wraps you in a tight embrace. “is having a baby!”

Jungkook lets out a sigh of relief.

“And by such a sweet and handsome man!” she continues to gush, thanking the heavens that it was by Jungkook, someone she was praying you didn’t scare away with your attitude.

“You’re supposed to scold me about finishing college.” you say, hugging her back. 

“You can still finish college. Don’t be rash.” your mother squeezes you a little tighter. “Don’t stress yourself too hard.”

“That’s what I said!” Jungkook pipes in, nodding his head. “She doesn’t even want to quit her job and allow me to support her.”

You gasp, glaring at Jungkook. He knows that your mother would take his side and this was his plan all along.

“Why must you be so stubborn?” your mother releases you from her tight embrace and scolds you with hard eyes. “It’s not about you anymore, Y/N-”

“Not you, too.” you groan. You didn’t have time for this right now.

“My mother and I are searching for bigger homes.” Jungkook smiles at your mother. “I would love for you to join us.”

“Kiss ass.” you grumble, taking a whole cookie into your mouth.

“I would love to!” your mother is brought to tears again at how loving and genuine Jungkook was. It’s as if she couldn’t believe it. “Have we thought of names-”

“We don’t even know the gender.” you shake your head.

“I,” Jungkook places a hand on his chest. “want a girl.” he admits.

Your mother again sobs - because men typically wanted boys. You roll your eyes right out of your head at how dramatic she was being.

Fuck Jeon Jungkook for having your mother love him harder.

“That was easier than I expected.”

After dinner with your family - where your mother dramatically shared the news of your pregnancy - you and Jungkook returned back home. It felt, dare you say, great not holding in such a secret any longer. Especially since you didn’t feel disappointed.

You always envisioned yourself having a steady career after college and if you found the right person, then marriage. You didn’t like to look too far into the future and think of children, but you suppose now you had to.

“You and your mom are so much alike.” Jungkook chuckles, his hands rubbing along your back. “So emotional at times.”

“Fuck off.”

Jungkook only grins wider, massaging your lower back. He does this every night now, even lighting candles to further relax you. He makes it harder to not depend on him - and that's exactly what he wants.

“Have you thought about what I said?” Jungkook questions. “About working?”

You sigh, your eyes closing. 

“I have.” you murmur. “...you aren’t going to stop pestering me about it.”

“Of course not, baby. You can’t work while pregnant.” Jungkook scoffs. “The man is supposed to provide.”

“It’s the 21st century.” you find your lips curving into a soft smile at his words - fuck Jeon Jungkook for feeling this way. “What if I get bored?”

“You wouldn’t. You’re always sleeping or eating nowadays.”

Your eyes snap open and you furrow a brow.

“Besides, we need to prepare for the baby.” Jungkook’s hands curved on your neck, rubbing his thumbs into it. You sigh low. “Buy baby clothes…furniture.”

You hum, nodding your head slowly. You’ve come across a few baby items that cause your heart to jolt at how adorable they were. You could just imagine decorating the nursery for the baby alongside Jungkook, clothing the baby in little clothes. Getting to see Jungkook hold the baby in his arms similarly to the way he holds your nephew.

Jungkook leans away as you turn to lay on your back. Your eyes flutter open to look at Jungkook. He tilts his head. “Are you okay?”

You nod your head, hand reaching out to touch Jungkook’s. His fingers entangle with yours. “It feels…weird.” you confess. “Being pregnant…we’ll actually be parents soon.”

Jungkook brings your hand to his lips and presses light kisses. 

“I’m happy.” Jungkook admits, though the both of you knew this. “It’s sudden. But…I’m happy.”

Your heart flutters and you lick your lips. “I’m happy, too.” you whisper. “You’ll be a good dad.”

Jungkook’s eyes slightly widen at your words and his heart flutters. Jungkook deepens the kiss on your hand. “You think so?” he murmurs, lowering himself to face you. His breath tickles your skin.

“Yeah.” you nod. Your hand untangles from his and you place it onto your cheek. Your thumb traces his lips - moments like this wasn’t rare anymore. You were more loving to Jungkook now, especially seeing how he was. You’re reminded constantly how good Jungkook treats you and there wasn’t a reason to (pretend) not to like him or his actions.

“You’ll be so good to us.”

You connect your lips to his, hand on his cheek now clasping on his shirt to bring him closer. Your legs wrap around his waist to cage him in.

Jungkook moans into the kiss, cupping your naked thigh, shorts riding up your upper thigh. 

“You’re just trying to make me feel good.” Jungkook snickers.

You hum, connecting your lips to his again, pecking gently. “I want you to fuck me.” you murmur against his lips, going to remove your shorts in a rush.

Jungkook chuckles, licking his lips. “Of course you do.” he states, voice deeper. He wasn’t opposed to this, however. He wanted you whenever you wanted him.

“Don’t act like you don’t want me either.” you manage to get out of your shorts, panties sticking to you.

“I always want you.” Jungkook rushes to do the same, removing his sweatpants. His cock throbs at just the thought of being inside of you. “This is why you’re pregnant now.” his hands go to tug at your panties, fingers forcing their way past them to touch at your clit. “Wanna taste you…”

“No.” you say, pushing him away. “I’m too impatient for that.”

You just needed Jungkook inside of you, no foreplay needed - for now. You push your panties off and swing your leg over to get atop of him.

“Fuck - okay.” Jungkook doesn’t need to be told twice. He loved foreplay with you - you on his tongue or his fingers deep inside of you. He loved it all.

Your hand reaches back to grasp his cock, centering it at your entrance. You bite your lip, fluttering your eyes to look directly into Jungkook’s ones.

You enter his cock slowly, your lips parting to release a moan.

Jungkook pushes his head deeper against his pillows, his hands placed on your hips as you begin to buckle them. “You’re so beautiful…”

“I barely did anything yet and you’re already simping.”

It’s flattering, however, that it doesn’t take long for Jungkook to indeed simp for you. 

You sit on Jungkooks cock fully and shudder. The hair on your skin rises at how full you feel with him inside of you. It’s a feeling that isn’t foreign, yet a sensation that you could never get enough of.

You don’t bother to waste any time, immediately going to buckle your hips in a rhythmic motion that has the man groaning beneath you. You rarely were the one in control, but when you were it always drove Jungkook crazy. Maybe he was just obsessed with you as you said.

You lean back, head pushed back and your eyes closed with your hands begin to roam his chest. To Jungkook, you were beautiful like an angel who’s light is shining brightly down at you. He just knows the way you fuck yourself against his cock that it feels good to you. Your pussy is squelching and your moans only grow louder and louder by the second.

“You’re getting tired.” Jungkook notes, instantly thrusting upwards to meet you halfway. “I can take over.”

You don’t fight him - you never did. However, Jungkook doesn’t move from his position and instead continues to ram into you, his nails digging into your skin. 

“It’s…so deep.” you groan, your head hanging. 

Stamina unmatched, Jungkook's hips never halter. His eyes are unblinking, as well, watching every reaction this caused. 

Jungkook leans forward to wrap both arms around your body protectively, continuing his brutal pounding. His lips leave wet kisses upon your skin, a need to taste you like he always does - but he understands you need to cum now.

“You look so pretty on my cock. Like always…”

Maybe it’s the pregnancy that allows you to have this new found glow to you - that or his mind was playing tricks on him. Regardless, he wants nothing more than to cum deep inside of you like the both of you desire. 

“I know you’re going to cum…” Jungkook continues, this time placing his lips onto yours.You two engage into a heated kiss turned makeout session, somehow him never ceasing his thrusts. Your tongue dances with his and all you could truly think about was cumming right now.

“...g…gonna cum…” you say between kisses, your hands tangling into Jungkook’s dark tresses for support and he doesn’t mind in the slightest. “....wanna feel you cum in me.”

Jungkook groans - this is why you are pregnant now, he thinks - such dirty words and needy-like that he cannot help but give you what you want. His tongue licks onto your skin, trailing down your jaw to your neck. His teeth clamp down onto your skin.

You’re cumming as Jungkook’s teeth continue to nip at your skin, eyes fluttering close. Jungkook himself isn’t far behind, sloppy thrusts pounding deep into your wound and echoing off of the wall until he too is cumming hard, milky ropes of cum painting them entirely.

months later….

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Where hearts meet and little feet run | kth. 2

୨ৎ summary : a random Sunday morning, the park comes alive with laughter, the rustle of leaves, and the quiet dreams of a single father trying to hold it all together. When he meets her—a kind-hearted young woman with a gentle smile and a natural warmth—his world begins to shift. She's just passing by taking her puppy out for a walk until his curious four-year-old son ctutches her leg and calls her his mommy. ୨ৎ pairing : single dad Taehyung x babysitter reader ୨ৎ genre : fluff, romantic, a slice of life ୨ৎ rating : for everyone ୨ৎ warnings: mention of loss of a parent, a talk about kids (if it's considered as a warning), and Taehyung is starstruck with her (as she is too), his father thinks Taehyung and y/n got naughty (they didn't it's just a mention) ୨ৎ a/n : this chapter is seriously so me and one of my favourites +(it's SO romcom k drama coded) hope you enjoy it <3

Chapter 2 : "Like a Modern-Day Cinderella" ﾟ+*:ꔫ:*﹤

The next morning:

Taehyung woke up feeling both refreshed and restless. He had tossed and turned throughout the night, dreams of her invading his thoughts. He checked his phone, a part of him hoping she had sent him a message

But there was nothing. His heart sank a little, and he mentally scolded himself for being so disappointed. It was still early, she was probably still asleep. He rubbed his eyes and got up from bed, and headed to the kitchen to make himself a cup of coffee to begin his usual morning...

Then as he drinked his coffee he looked at the time and decided it's time to woke Jiwoon up to get him ready for the kindergarden. He then went in his room and saw his little face in a peaceful sleepy expression. Then he sat gently on the edge of the bed and rocked his son to wake up

"Hey...wake up little buddy..." he cooed

Then Jiwoon slightly flinched and opened his cute sleepy eyes to min his dad's ones

"Good morning daddy" Jiwoon said with is tiny voice still laced with sleep

"Hmm that's my good boy...." he ruffled Jiwoon's hair "Now... who's ready for kindergarden?"

Jiwoon slightly pouted "Daddy... I don't want to go"

Taehyung looked at him surprised "You don't want to go?" he smirked knowing exactly what to tell him "Too bad... then no pancakes for sleepy Jiwoon"

"Pancakes?" Jiwoon sitted up on his bed "I want pancakes!" he answered eagerly and excited

"Hm... so get up and go and eat them! " he said with an affectionate smile on his face as he caressed his son's hair

"Yaayyy pancakes!" Jiwoon said and runned from his bed to the kitchen to eat his pancakes

Taehyung chuckled and spoke to him "Nah-ah not so fast little Mr... the bathroom is waiting for you to wash your hands and face"

"Umm.. okay but i need help...with face" Jiwoon said and looked to his dad hoping he will help him

He smiled "Of course Jiwoon..." he went to the bathroom with Jiwoon to help him wash up, he dressed him up and letted him have his breakfast.

Meanwhile she had already woken up a few hours ago as she was now at her house after the overnight babysit had finished. As she did her laundry, her mind kept swirling to her last night's conversation with Taehyung and she wanted to text him again but decided to wait for him to text her first today to not seem so eager...

As Taehyung dropped Jiwoon to the kindergarden he returned to his house, his heart racing A part of him wanted to grab his phone and start typing messages to her, and ask her out but he knew he needed to keep his cool. He wanted her to think he was a mature, responsible adult, not a lovesick teenager. So he distracted himself with tasks around the house, trying to ignore the temptation to look at his phone every 5 minutes

He cleaned up the kitchen, straightened up the living room, but every now and then his thoughts would drift back to her... He then took a deep breath and decided to text her and ask her out tonight

taehyung : Good morning

taehyung : How did you sleep?

As the notifications from his messages popped to her phone she immediately opened Instagram to reply eagerly

⋆ ˚ y/n ⋆˚ : hiii very good😊you?

Taehyung couldn't help but chuckle at her short and sweet response and typed his own reply

taehyung : Glad to hear that. I slept okay... A bit restless, but I'm good now :)

she couldn't help but laugh at the emoji he used and spoke to her self "Oh my god someone needs to teach him how to send messages properly..." and she giggled again

⋆ ˚ y/n ⋆˚ : how about Jiwoon?

he chuckled for her concern about his son and texted her back

taehyung : You know... one of the usual mornings with him... I woke him up and dropped him at the kindergarden

⋆ ˚ y/n ⋆˚ : ohh i see... well for me I have nothing to do and i'm bored today

Taehyung's heart ached a little at the thought of her being bored and lonely. He typed out a response, trying to think of something to keep the conversation going

taehyung : That sucks. Today's my day off anyway too...

After Taehyung thought a bit of how to ask her out he decided to build it up

taehyung : Well if you have nothing to do too..how about we go out for dinner tonight? if it's okay for you of course..

he made sure to be respectful and not sound like a desperate creep

as the message appeared on her screen she screamed from exciteness and she tried to compose herself before texting him back

⋆ ˚ y/n ⋆˚ : oh i'm free tonight so why not?

Seeing her response, Taehyung's heart leapt in excitement. He was both surprised and thrilled that she had agreed to go out. He typed in a quick reply, a smile spreading across his face

taehyung : Great! It's settled then. I'll pick you up at 9:00 pm. Looking forward to seeing you...

she bit her lip in nervousness and she decided to be more playful with her answer

⋆ ˚ y/n ⋆˚ : me too see u💕

he smiled at the heart emoji she sended him and closed his phone and started getting ready for their first date...

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A few hours later

As the time drew near, he found himself growing more and more nervous. He picked out a nice outfit: a white shirt tucked in matching suit and pants, fixed his slightly tousled hair , freshened up, and even wore a touch of cologne. All the while, Jiwoon watched from the sidelines, curious and a little puzzled as to why his father was so jittery.

"Dad.... where are you going?" the little boy asked while playing with his car toys as he looked at his dad a bit confused

Taehyung couldn't help but chuckle at his son's innocent curiosity. He tousled Jiwoon's hair affectionately and explained

"Papa's going on a special outing tonight. I'll be back late, okay? You'll be good for your grandfather until then?" Jiwoon nodded, his innocent eyes peering up at Taehyung

"Okay dad!" Jiwoon said and after a bit Taehyung's father entered the house and after he said hello to them Taehyung started giving him instructions

"Dad... take care fo him and if you need anything call me immediately. You know the basics, don't you? His dinner schedule is on the fridge, the towels for his bath in the first drawer - "

"Oh oh oh.. son hold up.." his father said putting his hand on his son shoulder with a knowing smirk on his face "I got him covered son don't worry..." he patted his shoulder "And... if I'm allowded to ask why the sudden nervousness of yours?... are you meeting someone special huh?"

Taehyung nervously brushed his arm behind his neck and answered "Hmm.. well dad it's a fellow graffic designer nothing too special" he tried to play it cool

"A fellow graffic designer huh?" his father chuckled "That's why you dressed up like that and you are so nervous son?" his father teased

"DAD! yes of course.. why would i want to lie to you? Taehyung said trying to convince his dad

"Okay okay son i get it..." patted his back "But remember come back home tonight okay?" he laughed

"Dad.. of course i'll come back home..." he said rolling his eyes and opened the door bye Jiwoon! bye dad..."

He quickly grabbed his keys and wallet, giving Jiwoon a goodbye kiss on the forehead before stepping out of the house. He started the car and began driving towards her house, his heart pounding with excitement. The radio played in the background, but he barely registered the music, his mind solely focused on seeing her soon.

As Taehyung pulled up in front of her house, his stomach did a nervous flip. He shut off the engine and took a moment to compose himself. Taking a deep breath, he stepped out of the car and walked up to her door, knocking softly.

She opened her door revealing her self in and elegant powder pink dress and heels, her hair styled in soft waves and her make up natural and feminine

Taehyung's breath hitched in his throat as he took in her appearance. The elegant dress hugged her figure perfectly, and making her look every bit as stunning as he had imagined. The delicate makeup and hairstyle added an extra touch of femininity to her overall look, making his heart skip a beat.

A smile spread across his lips as he looked at her, his eyes filled with admiration. "You look absolutely gorgeous," he said, his voice slightly hoarse with emotion.

"Oh.. she blushes so hard "I can say the same for you Taehyung... she said with a ting of shyness in her tone

A soft chuckle escaped his lips as he took in her soft gaze and he shyly ran a hand through his neck ""Thank you," "I tried to dress nicely for the occation"

He then offered her his arm. "We should get going before the reservation gets taken."

she giggled at his statement "Mhm I agree..."

She placed her hand gently on his arm, the feeling of her touch adding to his growing excitement. Together, they walked towards the car, Taehyung's steps feeling lighter than they had in days. He held the car door open for her, waiting until she was comfortably sitting inside before closing it and walking around to the driver's side

He turned to face her as he fixed the car's mirror "Ready Ms. Y/N?" he asked with a slight boyish grin on his face

Her heart beated faster at the way he called her "Yes Taehyung" she said almost quietly as she got shy

He started the car, the engine purring softly as he pulled out of her driveway and onto the main road. He glanced at her, catching a glimpse of her profile in the dim lighting of the car. He couldn't help but feel drawn to her, as if the the scent of her perfume filled the air and made his heart race just a little faster.

She then decided to break the silence and asked "Umm Taehyung where is the restaurant?"

Taehyung realized that he had gotten so caught up in his thoughts that he had completely forgotten to mention the restaurant's name. He gave himself a mental scolding before answering.

"It's an Italian place called 'Bella vita,'" he said, eyes focused on the road. "It's gotten pretty good reviews recently, so I thought we could give it a try."

"Oh okay! I.. i actually love Italian food" she admitted

"That's good then.." he continued to drive, his thoughts still lingering on her. The silence in the car was comfortable, but he couldn't help but sneak a couple more glances in her direction when she wasn't noticing...

"Oh I forgot to ask" she shyly admitted while fidgeting with her fingers "How is Jiwoon?" she asked with innocent curiosity

"He's doing great," Taehyung replied with a smile "He was a little sad that I was going out and leaving him behind, but my dad is taking care of him until I get back..."

"That makes sense.." she giggled

He couldn't help but admire her giggling "Yeah, he's a little clingy sometimes," he admitted. "He's my little shadow, always wanting to be wherever I am. But I can't complain - I love him more than anything."

She sighed dreamily at his words and they made her fall for him even more "I would love to have a little shadow like him too someday..." she said with a dreamy gaze

Taehyung glanced at her warmly, understanding the longing in her voice.

"You have a soft spot for children, don't you?" he asked gently "Can't say I'm surprised... You have that nurturing, motherly aura about you."

Her cheeks turned a soft pink at his words "Me?.. Thank you so much.. you know... Iove kids and babies that's why i do this job..."

He noticed her flushed cheeks and couldn't help but find her reaction endearing

"You're welcome," he replied, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips "And hey, speaking of jobs...can I ask you something? You don't have to answer if you don't feel comfortable, though"

she turn to face him "Of course tell me"

"How did you end up becoming a kindergarten teacher?" he inquired, genuine curiosity in his eyes. "I can tell it's something you love, but I'd love to know more about your journey and what inspired you to choose this path."

She thinked before answering "Hmm... it's that.. i always loved kids and babies so much and...it is something i love as a job....and.. a dream of mine is to have one my self one day as i said before"

At this admission, Taehyung felt a strange mixture of emotions, As if her dream somehow echoed a part of him that he hadn't even realized was there.

"That's a beautiful dream to have," he said softly, his voice filled with sincerity. "And I have no doubt that you'll make an amazing mother when the time comes. I mean... you already show so much affection to Jiwoon"

She smiled at his words about her and blushed once again "Thank you so much... You are a great father too"

Taehyung's heart fluttered at hearing her words of praise. Being called a "good father" was something he always strived for. A small smile appeared on his face, and nodded to her

"Thank you.. Jiwoon means everything to me, and I try my best to be the best father I can for him. It's not always easy, but knowing he's happy and healthy makes it all worth it."

she gently nodded

Taehyung glanced at her again, his gaze lingering briefly before returning to the road. The car was slowly pulling up in front of the restaurant now. He swiftly steered it into a parking spot and turned off the engine.

He turned his attention back to her

"We're here," he said, a hint of excitement in his voice. "Bella Vita awaits us."

She giggled "I guess it is..."

Smiling, Taehyung got out of the car and walked over to her side to open the door for her. As he held out his hand to help her out, his eyes couldn't help but sweep briefly over her figure, taking in the sight of her dress on her body

He mentally shook himself and cleared his throat

she placed her hand on his to take her out of the car

Taehyung's heart skipped a beat. The feel of her soft skin against his palm sent a jolt of electricity through him. He gently pulled her out of the car, helping her steady herself on her feet.

His gaze lingered on her for a moment, taking in the sight of her standing there, looking radiant under the soft glow of the nearby streetlight.

"Hmm.. Taehyung.. let's go" she said bringing him back to reality as she noticed he was a bit out of focus

He shook his head and returned in reality offering his forearm for her to hold to walk inside the restaurant .He was aware of every small detail - the way she tucked her arm into the crook of his elbow, the way her body brushed against his every now and then as they walked towards the restaurant.

Reaching the entrance of "Bella Vita", Taehyung held the door open for her and a blast of warm air rushed out, carrying the delicious aroma of Italian food and the soft hum of chatter from inside the restaurant.

"Welcome to "Bella Vita" said a kind lady, "Table for two?"

Taehyung answered with a kind smile on his face "Yes we have a reservation under Kim"

"Ah yes, Kim. Follow me, please" she said, leading them to a cozy table in a quiet corner of the restaurant

The cozy table was set with a small candle in the center, casting a soft, romantic glow. Taehyung pulled out her chair, waiting for her to sit down before he took his own seat across from her.

As he sat down, his gaze swept over her once more, He found himself struck again by her beauty, and he silently cursed his pounding heart which just wouldn't slow down no matter how hard he tried to control it.

"Wow.. the view is so beautiful and the place so romantic.." she says while looking at the view and the cosy decoration of the place

Taehyung smiled, his eyes scanning the city skyline that stretched out beyond the restaurant terrace.

"I thought you'd like this spot," he murmured, his gaze returning to her "A nice view, good food, and.... a bit of romance. All the necessary ingredients for a wonderful evening." he said with a boyish yet a bit shy smirk on his face as the candlelight, highlighted the angles of her face.

She shyly opened her menu, hoping to hide her cheeks that became red from his words and broke the silence between them "Hmm what do you think we should order?

Taehyung hummed thoughtfully as he scanned the menu

"Well, everything here is quite good," he replied "But the lasagna is a specialty, and the seafood pasta is delicious too..."

He paused for a moment, his eyes drawn back to her. His mind briefly strayed to more...intimate thoughts before he pushed them aside, refocusing on the menu in front of him.

"Hm.. i think i'll go for a more classic option like bolognese" she said as her eyes flickered back at his as if to see if he agrees with her

He nodded, his eyes trailing down the menu to the section for classic pasta dishes. "Bolognese is a good choice," he agreed, a soft smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "It's a classic for a reason" he said with a boyish grin

His playful manner made her blush even more and she tried to compose her self "Hmm what about you?

"I think I'll go for the lasagna," he answered "It's been a while since I've had a good lasagna."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but watch the way her eyes lit up with interest and the way her lips curved into a soft smile

"And for salad do you think the greek one is a good idea?" he asked with curiosity

"Mhm.. I'm a big fan of it.." she giggled

He then smiled at your giggle and signaled for a nearby waiter to take your orders, his gaze flickering from you to the waiter and back to you again.

Once the waiter had taken their order and left, Taehyung's focus returned to you. He propped his elbows on the table and leaned forward slightly, taking in the warm glow of the candlelight on her face until an idea popped into his mind

"Sir.. i think we'll need you again" he said with his hand up as he called the waiter back

"How may I assist you sir?" the waiter inquired politely

Taehyung glanced at the wine list "We want this wine sir." he ordered a bottle of an expensive vintage red wine that matched perfectly with their dishes and as the waiter left to prepare their order, he returned his focus to her, a slight hint of anticipation in his gaze.

"Taehyung! This one is so expensive....you shouldn't have bought it... I'm okay with a cheaper one... she said,surprised by his option as she felt bad for him buying such an expensive wine for her

He chuckles softly at her protest

"Don't worry about it," he reassured her, his eyes locked onto hers. "Consider it part of the entire experience. This night is about enjoying ourselves, and that includes indulging in the finest wine. And..."

His gaze held hers, a hint of playfulness in his tone.

..what better way to enjoy the night than with your beautiful company?"

she is now a blushing mess from his compliments

"I never knew a woman could be so flustered from a simple compliment," he teased, his tone playful.

"Only when a man knows how to give one.." she teases back with a hint of shyness

Taehyung chuckled softly, his eyes never leaving her face "Is that so?" he murmured, his voice low and velvety "Then allow me to give you more compliments."

Then out of all sudden Taehyung's phone rang, breaking the flirty atmosphere...

The sound of his phone made him grimace slightly, and he quickly reached into his pocket to fish out the offending device. "Excuse me for just a moment," he said apologetically and then noticed it was a videocall from his father and Jiwoon at home

His expression softened slightly as he saw the familiar name on the screen, and he accepted the call

"Hey dad" Taehyung greeted and his tone shifted to something more relaxed yet affectionate.

"Hey, son," the old man on the other end replied with a warm smile. "Just thought I'd check in to see how your night's going."

Taehyung's gaze flickered to her briefly before returning to the screen. "It's going... well," he replied, a hint of something in his voice that he hoped his father wouldn't pick up on.

"I'm at the dinner ...as i told you before" His father's gaze remained fixed on his face, studying him intently, and Taehyung silently prayed that the old man wouldn't push any further. and signaled him subtly with is face to hang up

Then Jiwoon's little face appeared on the frame "Daddy! the little boy said as he tried to be seen in the frame of his grandpa's phone

The sound of Jiwoon's voice brought a smile to Taehyung's face "Hey buddy, having a good time with grandpa?"

"Mmm-hmm!" Jiwoon nodded eagerly, his wide eyes sparkling with excitement. "We had ice cream!"

Taehyung chuckled and shot a jokingly stern look at his father, silently reprimanding him for the dessert indulgence. "Oh did you now? he asked, his tone both amusement and mock disapproval.

The old man just shrugged. "He only had a little bit," he said innocently, fully aware that he was spoiling his grandson.

She just laughed at the whole scenery in front of her

He tore his gaze from her and focused back on the video call, his voice slightly strained "Alright, buddy. Say goodnight, okay? It's almost your bedtime."

Jiwoon nodded "Good night daddy!" and he waved at the screen

"Goodnight, buddy," Taehyung replied, his voice softening as he waved back. "Sleep well." His gaze shifted back to his father, who still had a knowing look in his eyes.

"Alright, we'll let you go, son," his father said, a hint of mischief in his tone. "Enjoy your...dinner."

Yeah, yeah," he replied jokingly. "I will. See you later, dad."

As he hanged up the call she asked him "Oh...You left him with your father?"

"Yeah, I did. he loves hanging out with his grandpa."

Then the sight of their dishes arriving to their table caught her off "Oh the food is here!"

The sound of the waiter's voice snapped Taehyung out of his thoughts, and he turned to the table. He watched her as she thanked the waiter, the soft candlelight dancing across her features and making her look even more beautiful.

He then watched her struggling to pour the wine into her glass, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Allow me," he offered, gracefully taking the bottle from her

He poured the rich, deep red liquid into her glass He then filled his own glass, before setting the bottle back down on the table.

Then a flashback came to his mind. The night he went out on a first date with Jiwoon's mom and poured into her glass the exact same wine. His smile faded slightly, a shadow crossing his eyes at the memory with her. He took a sip of his wine, the alcohol burning a path down his throat.

She looked at him concerned as she noticed the shift in his expression "Taehyung?...are..are you okay?"

"Taehyung shook his head, trying to brush off the moment. His gaze softened as he looked at her" It's nothing... don't worry everything's fine..." He took another sip of his wine

"You know...you can tell me, it's not good to keep bad thoughts at your self" she reassured him and looked at him with gentle eyes

He leaned forward slightly, his gaze never leaving her face.

"It's just i remembered a chapter of my life I'd rather not revisit too often," he continued, his words tinged with a hint of vulnerability.

"Is it about his mother?" she asked an understanding look on her face

"Yeah...it's just...complicated," he said, his voice trailing off "But how you know?"

She gave a reassuring smile to him "You told me about her.. yesterday in the park and i just guessed it has to do with a person that may hurted you a lot"

He took a long sip of his wine, the rich liquid doing little to soothe the ache in his heart. Memories of his past relationship threatened to surface, but he quickly pushed them away, focusing instead on the present moment, and her.

"But... you have your son now" she said with a hopeful expression on her face

A small smile played on Taehyung's lips as she mentioned Jiwoon. "Yeah...I do have Jiwoon," he agreed, his voice warm with affection. "He's the best thing in my life."

He leaned back in his chair, his gaze softening as he thought about his son."He keeps me going, y'know? Gives me a purpose. Something to live for.

She smiles affectionally "That's what matters in the end of the day... I understand, I would feel the same if I had a child..."

Taehyung nodded, his eyes locked onto hers. "It's a strange feeling," he said, his voice low and thoughtful. "It's like...a part of you that you never knew was missing all of a sudden fills this...emptiness in your heart. It's...indescribable, really," he murmured

She looked at him with admiration of how dedicated he was to his son "Wow... it sounds so beautiful..."

Taehyung smiled at her words "It is beautiful," he agreed, his eyes softening. "But it's also exhausting, frustrating, overwhelming at times..."

He chuckled softly, shaking his head at the memories."But then you look at them, and...all those negative emotions just...fade away."

She nods "Mhm...i take care of kids all day in my work ..and i always find them adorable"

He took another sip from his glass, his gaze never leaving her face. "You must have a lot of it, to deal with all those poopy diapers and still find them adorable..."

She giggled at his comment "Well i think it's time to eat"

Taehyung smiled in return, the sound of her giggles lighting up his eyes. "Yeah, let's eat," he agreed, his tone light.

As she ate her dish she looked at the night sky unfolding above them

Taehyung followed her gaze, his eyes trailing to the night sky above. "Beautiful, isn't it?" he murmured, his voice soft. He looked back at her, watching the way the light played on her features, making her look almost ethereal in that moment.

"Mhm" she said whie eating her bolognese pasta

For a few moments, they sat in comfortable silence, both of them lost in their own thoughts, with neither feeling the need to fill the quiet with conversation. Taehyung, however, found his gaze drawn back to her again and again, his eyes tracing the contours of her face, the slight curve of her lips, the way her hair fell across her shoulders

Then the words slipped out od his mouth as he had no longer control over them "You look... beautiful tonight"

She blushed "Thank you... you too..."

"You're very welcome," he replied, his voice soft...

"Ouch" she felt a sudden pain

He leaned forward slightly, his eyes searching hers "What happened?" he asked, his voice gentle. "Are you alright?"

She nodded "Yes just.. my heels.. one of them hurted my foot a bit"

Taehyung's worry melted into understanding as she explained. "Ah, I see..." he nodded, his gaze falling to her feet. "Those heels look lovely, but they can be a pain, can't they?"

"Yeah... it actually bruised me behing my ankle" she said and wore it fully again

"Are you sure you want to keep wearing them?" he asked gently, a hint of worry in his voice.

"Hmm..i only have them with me now..besides...they are of my favourites" she answered

"They do look fantastic on you though" he admitted, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

She blushed even more "Oh thank you..."

"Hey you're blushing again?" he teased "Your cheeks are almost as red as the wine we just had." he chuckled

She gets flustered again and in a short while she finishes her wine and dish

Taehyung finished his own food, noticing that she had finished hers as well. He signaled for the waiter, paying for the meal before turning back to her.

"Ready to go?" he asked, standing up from his seat

"Yes but... we have to pay first" she reminded him

Taehyung waved his hand dismissively. "No worries, I got it covered," he said, his tone final. "It's not often I get to treat a beautiful lady to dinner. Let me enjoy this moment, hm?"

She smiled at his offer to pay anything "But...it's okay they were expensive..let me pay mine..."

"Not going to happen," he replied. "I asked you out for dinner, remember? I'm not going to let you pay for anything. That's a gentleman's rule."

She chuckled "Okay Mr. Gentleman"

He laughed at her answer "That's right," he replied, "Mr. Gentleman, at your service."

She giggled

"Come on," he said, gesturing towards the exit with his free hand. "Let's get out of here before I keep making you giggle uncontrollably."

Taehyung led her towards the exit, her arm linked through his. The night air was cool on his skin, a nice change from the warm restaurant. Then he opened the passenger door for her, waiting until she was seated before closing it gently. He then walked around to the driver's side, got in, and buckled up. He looked at her for a moment, taking in her profile in the soft glow of the car interior.

"Ready?"

She nodded

As he drove the city lights flashed past them, and he couldn't help but steal occasional glances at her "You know...this has been one of the best dates I've been on," he said, his voice a bit lower than usual.

At this point her shyness hit her again "Oh...me..me too..."

He slowed down the car, coming to a stop at a red light. Taking advantage of the moment, he shifted in his seat to face her more directly. "You know... I was a little worried I'd mess it all up with my lame jokes and endless complements." he said shyly

"No you were perfect..." then she realised what she just said "No! i...i.. mean IT was perfect.. we are talking about the date... so... she turned into a tomato at this point

Taehyung chuckled at her slight slip-up, "It's okay ... i got it..." he reassured her

"Umm.... Taehyung.. it's okay if i take off my heels?" she didn't want to be disrespectfull and but feet were killing her

Taehyung's expression softened further at her question, concern and kindness in his eyes as he nodded.

"Of course, go ahead," he said, Take them off and make yourself comfortable."

"Thank you..." she replied as she felt finally reliefed from them

"Feel better now?" he asked, his voice a bit hoarser than usual

"Yeah...a lot actually" she sighed in relief

"Well that's good" he said and couldn't help but let his gaze linger on her body in that beautiful dress but quickly mentally-slapped himself and brushed the thought away

After a bit he pulled the car to stop in front of her house, a strange mix of disappointment and satisfaction on his face. He knew the night was coming to an end, but he wasn't ready for it to be over just quite yet.

"We're here," he said softly,

"Oh okay..." she said as she was about to exit his car

He didn't want the night to end, but he also didn't want to overstep any boundaries. He decided to take his chance. "Wait," he said, his hand gently catching her wrist. "Before you go..." his eyes were locked to hers as he held her wrist ever so gently "Can I ask you something?" he asked, his voice low and intimate.

"Um... yes sure..." her nervous eyes locked with his...

He took a moment, his heart racing as he prepared to ask the question that had been on his mind all night. His gaze flicked to her face then back down to her wrist, still in his grip. "I... I had a really great time with you tonight," he began, his voice soft. "I was wondering... if you'd like to do it again sometime?"

She nodded "Of course Taehyung...i... i had a really great time too tonight"

He relaxed his grip on her wrist, his thumb tracing small circles on her skin, his touch still gentle.

"Really?" he asked, even though she had already answered. "Honestly, I'm glad. I wasn't sure if I was being too forward... but I like spending time with you... A lot."

"Me too Taehyung..." she looked at him with big mesmerised eyes "But... i guess i have to say goodbye for tonight.."

"Yeah, I suppose you should go," he said, a hint of sadness creeping into his voice. "I can't keep you here all night, much as I want to."

Her cheeks got pink again "Good night Taehyung..." she said and nervously grabbed her heels from the car's floor

"Good night," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "Sweet dreams."

She just smiled and ran barefoot to her house door , her feet too sore to put on her heels again

Taehyung watched as she turned to unlock her door, his gaze tracing over her figure one last time. "Lock your door, yeah?" he said, his tone almost protective. "Don't want anyone bothering you tonight."

"I wiil!" she said as she dissapeared into her house

He ran a hand through his hair, his thoughts a jumble of emotions. "I really am screwed," he muttered to himself, a wry smile playing at the corners of his lips.

Then suddenly his gaze dropped to the heel he had overlooked earlier. He picked it up, his fingers tracing over the soft material, realising she forgot to pick both her heels in the dim light of the car and only picked one of them

He then placed the heel carefully on the passenger seat, his mind still lingering on the scent of her perfume and her beautiful face...

After some minutes of driving he reached his home and as he entered holding her heel, he was met by the sight of his dad sitting on the couch and looking mockingly at him

His father's gaze fell immediatelly on the woman's shoe on his son's hand "What's that you got there, son?" he asked, his voice tinged with amusement.

Taehyung's cheeks heated up at his father's question, feeling caught and mildly embarrassed. He quickly hid the heel behind his back, trying to act casual. "It's nothing, just...", he began, his voice trailing off as he struggled to come up with an excuse.

"Looks like a lady's heel to me," his father teased, "And judging by the sparkle in your eyes, I'd guess it belongs to someone special..."

Taehyung rolled his eyes and knew there was no point denying his father "Yeah, it's from a girl I went out with tonight," he admitted, unable to keep the smile off his face

"And how did the date went my boy? you are holding it as it's your most prised possesion" his father said jokingly

Taehyung couldn't help but chuckle at his dad's observations. He knew he was caught red-handed. "It was... amazing, she's unlike anyone I've ever met. Clever, funny, and so damn beautiful it's almost unfair..."

"Sounds like you're quite smitten, son," he chuckled. "But you didn't tell me... how did you end up with her shoe? Wait...don't tell me you-"

"NO DAD!" Taehyung replied surprised of what came up to his father's mind "I sometimes I feel i have to concern about what you think of me"

His dad laughed "Okay okay son.. i got it... you are a Gentleman and your Cinderella left you her heel"

Taehyung rolled his eyes at his dad's words "Yes you can say it like that..." Good night dad..."

"Good night my son..." his father replied as Taehyung dissapeared into his bedroom

As Taehyung got ready for bed he placed her heel on his nightstand and layed on his bed... He kept his gaze on it and traced it with his fingers as it reminded him of her

Meanwhile in her house she realised she left her heel in his car and wondered what he did with it... Did he find it? or is it still laying under the passenger seat on his car?.... She snuggled to her bed and pulled the covers over her as she placed it to her nightstand as she fell asleep...dreaming of the man that captured her heart...

The sight of it sitting there, a tangible reminder of her, made his heart beat full of love and happiness... He couldn't help but think about her, her face, her voice, the touch of her skin. It was as if she had seeped into his very soul.

He slipped into bed, pulling the covers over him, but sleep eluded for some hours his mind swirling around her.

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Can you do M and I from the fluff alphabet for Tae takemi [Persona 5] and Z and X for Futaba sakura [Person 5]

M and I fluff alphabet prompts for Tae takemi and Z and X for futaba sakura

Tae takemi

☠️M=mornings (how do they spend mornings with you?)

Tae has to wake up pretty early to go to work but she doesn't really wanna wake you up because of that, so she usually just gives you a kiss on the forehand and lets you sleep while she gets ready. If you do get up with her, she just makes a second cup of coffee and starts a conversation with you. It's also a great opportunity to ask you to help her put her work clothes on.

☠️I=I love you (how fast did they say it? Do they say it often?)

She says it a lot, especially to tease you, She might also lean into it when she needs something from you, but you know she actually means it, you love hearing her tell you those words while cuddling and looking into your eyes, you hear nothing but truth in them. Because it is the truth.

Futaba sakura

👾Z=zzz (how is sleeping with them?)

Sleeping with futaba is.....not the best experience. She goes to sleep incredibly late, so you often have to throw a pillow at her while she's playing on her pc to remind her that she has to sleep. She often hogs the blankets to herself and talks in her sleep. But she does also cling to you a lot while she's sleeping, and she looks adorable like that, so you bear those issues.

👾X=Xtra (a random fluffy headcanon)

She likes to match with you, especially in games you two play. Your skins match perfectly in almost every game with character customization, and she also found a way to play around your game style in most games, making you two a really good duo. She also does it in real life. You two have a lot of matching clothes and accessories you like to wear outside (those rare occasions futaba goes outside) to show everyone you're a couple.