#taekook drabble

[borathae]

Protective

“Jungkook can’t stand it when Taehyung comes home beaten and broken after a night out.”

Pairing: Vampire!Jungkook x Vampire!Taehyung

Genre: established relationship!AU, polyamory!AU, Hurt & Comfort

Warnings: protective!Jungkook to the point he gets a little feral, he is so protective fuckck, and so hot i'm so sorry but he is so hot, pouty!Taehyung, tears, cursing, hints at a bad one night stand, bruises & marks from rough sex, non-sexual nudity, cuddles and innocent body worshipping to comfort both <3

Wordcount: 1.6k

a/n: this is based on anonie's idea and this anonie's idea you guys are feeding my twisted mind and i'm loving it here 🖤 also sidenote, it took everything in my power not to turn this into smut jsjsj the moment kook began kissing him i had to fight the demons in my mind jfjdafj have fun besties 🖤

Jungkook is worried. Taehyung should be home already, but he hasn’t come to say hello yet. Taehyung always makes sure to say his hellos to Jungkook whenever he is back from one of his one night stands. Doesn’t matter the time of day, Taehyung will not miss out on this tradition. During early mornings, when Jungkook is still sleeping, he will slip under the covers and Jungkook wakes up as his small spoon and with their fingers intertwined. During the day, Taehyung will seek him out and then talk to him as Jungkook does whatever thing he is currently doing while Taehyung tries very hard to snuggle him. During the nightly hours, he will join him under the shower or in front of the TV and then spend comfortable silence with him as their bodies are so very close. No matter the time of day, Jungkook can be sure that Taehyung will announce his return. 

So having heard him come back, but not getting a hello is worrisome. 

It is late at night. You and Yoongi are out on a date in town. Something along the lines of visiting a concert of a local band and then trying out a new restaurant. Jimin is in his wing. Jungkook can hear ballet music playing. Taehyung must be in his wing as well. He has jazz music playing. Loudly. Almost as if he was trying to mask other sounds with it. 

Jungkook’s worry only grows at that and he finds himself barely using the stairs as he practically flies up the stairs just to get to him quicker.

Taehyung’s wing is unlocked and so Jungkook slips inside, leaving his shoes by the front door. The jazz music comes from his bedroom, but said room is empty when Jungkook enters it. 

He scans his eyes over the room. The door to the en-suite bathroom is open, allowing clean scented steam to enter the room. The clear indicator that Taehyung took a shower. 

The lights in his dressing room are turned on. Jungkook hurries to it, finding Taehyung in front of the mirror in just his towel and a distressed expression on his pale features as he inspects his own back. To call a vampire’s complexion pale is another worrisome thing to do, as Taehyung’s skin was already rather pale because of his curse. 

“What happened?” Jungkook is by his side instantly, grabbing him by his waist.

“Ah!” Taehyung startles and flinches. Another worrisome thing. A vampire rarely startles because of their heightened senses. “You frightened me! Oh heavens.”

Jungkook can’t hear him. All he sees are the marks on Taehyung’s back and the tears of a past cry in his eyes 

“Are those bruises? And they didn’t heal yet? What the fuck happened?” He cups his cheek, wiping his tears. “Were you crying? Who did that to you?”

Taehyung grows smaller, touching Jungkook’s chest as if he needed comfort.

“It isn’t like this.”

“Who. Did. That. To. You?” Jungkook insists, fighting his urges with a tightened jaw. He can’t lose control, not in front of Taehyung.

“I, I promise I am fine.”

“You don’t look fine. You’re crying. And your back is bruised. Who was it? Who made you cry?”

Taehyung lowers his head.

“Cedric”, he whispers. 

“Cedric? The fucking Glutton? With the tattoo on his chest?”

Taehyung nods his head.

“Where is he now?”

“No please.” Taehyung lifts his head. He gulps.

Jungkook’s true face is exposed, morphed into a picture of feral, demonic protectiveness. Even his muscles seem to have grown as he is readying himself to fight for Taehyung.

“No please.” Taehyung cups his face. “It wasn’t his fault.”

“It wasn’t his fault? He should have stopped when you started crying. He should have been a better Dom and checked up on you! I’m going to fucking rip him to shreds”, Jungkook hisses as his fangs grow into the huge, scary weapons they are meant to be. “Does he not know what happens to people who aren’t careful with you? What I’m gonna do to him once I hunted him down?” he spits, growing bigger and bigger as the monster in him takes over in sheer protectiveness.

Taehyung isn’t sacred. Taehyung kisses him despite his changed mouth. He gets on his tiptoes and pulls his face down until their lips locks. He kisses his fangs and what little lips he can touch, twisting Jungkook’s hair desperately. And after that kiss, he hugs him. He hugs his grown body until it shrinks again and he has his Jungkook back. Jungkook lets him, huffing out air and growling as he is trying to calm down in his arms.

“Don’t hurt him, just hold me please”, he pleads with him, twisting his shirt. It smells like him and Taehyung doesn’t need him to fight for him, all he needs is his hug and his scent. “Please just hold me.”

Jungkook takes a deep breath and relaxes in defeat. He hugs Taehyung just as he had asked of him, grinding his vampiric teeth. He stares at his reflection in the mirror. His blackened eyes and veins taunt him, his teeth do as well. His lower arms are bigger than normally, showing pulsing dark veins. Fuck, he is so angry. If it wasn’t for Taehyung clutching him with such urgency, Jungkook would have already left and hunted Cedric.

He is not a violent person, neither a monster, but if someone dares to hurt his family, Jungkook has no self control. He becomes what he was meant to be; a ruthless, merciless Ripper who kills anyone dumb enough to lay a hand on his family. Now that he has control over his powers, he can also use them to their full potential. Huge fangs, bulging muscles, immense strength and inescapable speeds. He isn’t going to shy away from showing what it means to be hunted by a Ripper if it guarantees his family’s safety.

Taehyung is the only link to humanity he currently has. And while Taehyung gets the affection and love he so dearly craved after the rather messy one night stand, Jungkook finds tranquillity in the hug. 

“Just hold me please.” Taehyung begs and shakes in the typical indicator of having to cry. “I’m sorry.”

Jungkook’s human face returns instantly. The last remainder of his inhuman size disappears. He hugs him closer, doing so tenderly.

“For what?” he asks in a soft-spoken voice.

“I didn’t take better care of myself. I, I am sorry for, for coming home like, like this.”

“Hey chéri, don’t apologise. Fuck, don’t you dare apologise.”

“I’m so frightened that you are angry. I, I promised not to get roughed up anymore and, and I broke it.”

“Is that why you’re crying?”

“Yes”, Taehyung whimpers.

Jungkook gulps. Cedric didn’t make him cry, he did. He stares at himself in anger and disappointment. He made Taehyung cry.

“Fucking hell, I’m sorry I made you feel this way. Fuck, I never wanted you to feel so guilty. Come here”, Jungkook gets out and lifts Taehyung. 

The towel falls, leaving Taehyung naked. The latter wraps his legs around Jungkook’s small waist instantly, hiding away in the crook of his neck as his arms clutch his broad shoulders tightly.

“I’m so sorry, Tae. I feel fucking awful.”

“Please don’t, please. It wasn’t your fault. I love you”, Taehyung assures him instantly, squeezing him with his legs to truly get the point across. “I love you so much. I love you.”

“I love you too, Tae. Fuck.” Jungkook exhales deeply, bouncing Taehyung in his arms to fix his grip on him. “You’re gonna get cuddled for the rest of the night. Are we clear? I’m not letting you think that I’m angry at you.”

Giggles replace Taehyung’s sniffles. He squirms in Jungkook’s arms and somehow through the magic of being comforted, the bruises on his back finally disappear. Jungkook watches it happen in the mirror, feeling his heart lighten. So it was mental. Taehyung was so anxious about Jungkook possibly being angry at him, that he hindered his own healing process. He doesn’t have to anymore. Jungkook is here now. His safe space is here now. The person, who will always treat him gently, is finally holding him again.

“I love you so much”, Taehyung whispers, burying his hands deep in Jungkook’s soft hair. “I love you so, so much.”

“I love you too, Tae chéri”, Jungkook answers him, holding him closer as he carries him to bed. He climbs into bed with him and lies him down on his back, hovering over him with his knees on each side of his hips.

Taehyung gazes up at him, placing his hands above his head like he had done so multiple times before. His dark hair is messy on the silk pillow, his skin is glowing in shy giddiness. Jungkook smiles at him, brushing the back of his hand down his reddened cheek. Taehyung leans into the touch, fluttering his lashes.

“My precious starlight”, Jungkook whispers and lowers his lips to Taehyung’s chest so he could worship what was treated incorrectly. He has to make sure Taehyung knows that every inch of him is precious, he has to remind his skin what touch it is worthy of. And Taehyung sighs and writhes and shivers, parting his legs instinctively because Jungkook makes him feel safe to be so utterly exposed. Even if the affection stays innocent, he feels safe in exposing himself because Jungkook will always take care of him.

“Don’t stop, please”, he sighs, lacing his fingers through Jungkook’s hair.

“I won’t, chéri. I won’t. You’re so precious, Tae. My precious chéri”, Jungkook whispers, sinking into the comforting headspace together with Taehyung. He won’t stop until Taehyung feels cherished again. 

[mycurrentobsessionstuff]

Short drabble for @lilythepurple 💜

Prompt: “Yeah, but you should have seen the other guy.” and “Stay where you are, I’m coming to get you.”

Ship: Taekook (Jungkook and V from BTS)

Disclaimer: These are real people with real lives that I know nothing about. This is just cute fiction with a ship. I do not believe myself to know anything about their lives in reality.

Enjoy!

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“There was an accident.. I’m fine! My car, not so much.” It was a call Kim Taehyung never expected to receive and it made his heart race despite his boyfriend reassuring him that he’s fine. The word ‘accident’ kept echoing in his head and before he ever realised it he was stepping into his shoes and grabbing his keys.

“Okay. I.. okay. What happened?” Tae asked and he could hear his own voice trembling as he grabbed his jacket and a hat. He knows logically that he should call the company or Namjoon and avoid suspicion but none of that seemed to matter when Jungkook called him, sounding scared and upset.

“Just.. I swear I was looking everywhere. It was like they slammed on their breaks. I couldn’t break fast enough. They’re okay. I’m fine. It was just.. Taehyungie what do I do?” Tae felt like crying at the tone in Jungkook’s voice, heart squeezing as he locked his door and headed out of the building.

“Where are you?” Jungkook described the place but also pinged him the location as Tae got into his car. “Stay where you are, I’m coming to get you.” They both reluctantly hung up and Tae drove off towards the river to find his boyfriend rules be damned. They could worry about the company and the public later.

Tae had never parked so quickly in his whole life, slamming the door and running across the street, immediately met with an armful of upset Jungkook. He pulled back and grabbed his boyfriend’s face, examining the cut on his cheek with a frown as Jungkook tried to shake him off.

“I’m fine.” Tae pushed Jungkook’s hair back, still frowning, worry heavy in the pit of his stomach. “You’re bleeding!” Jungkook shrugged, offering him a small grin. “Yeah, but you should see the other guy.” Tae huffed, dramatically rolling his eyes, shaking his head in exasperation so he couldn’t laugh. Just like Jungkook to make a joke at a time like this.

A man walked over with his phone, seeming frazzled but definitely okay. Tae exhaled slowly. Nobody is seriously hurt, there’s no ambulance or anything rushing to the accident. It’s okay.

“I called my insurance company. It should be alright. It was totally my fault!” Jungkook nodded with a little bow, shaking the man’s hand and Tae desperately wanted to moved closer, hold his boyfriend’s hand or wrap his arm around him or something.. anything. Jungkook called his insurance and all Tae could really do was wait until the man left, easily driving off. Jungkook’s car wasn’t as lucky.

“One thing at a time, Kookie. You’re okay.” Tae mumbled, moving closer finally, and he saw Jungkook take a slow, deep breath just like they’ve talked about so many times in the past. They called a tow truck and then they just had to wait so Tae pulled his boyfriend close to his side, slowly stroking up and down his arm as they very slowly swayed together from side to side.

As the tow truck left with Jungkook’s car Tae grabbed his boyfriend’s hand and walked them over to his haphazardly parked car so he could take them home. The second the doors closed he noticed Jungkook’s shoulders dropping as he exhaled, shaky hands pushing his hair back, and Tae paused with the keys in the ignition. Home could wait for just a moment.

“Hey, you’re okay.” He shifted in his seat so he could move closer, taking Jungkook’s hands in his, but tears were already falling down his cheeks, breaking Tae’s heart. He pulled Jungkook into his arms and they sat there until he was certain his boyfriend had stopped shaking.

“Better?” He asked with a soft smile and Jungkook exhaled a laugh as he wiped his eyes, nodding. “Better. Can we go home now?” Tae smiled brightly, stealing a quick kiss before starting the car and taking them back to the apartment. They both decided to not check online that night, opting for curling up in bed together and dealing with any possible outcome in the morning.

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[bleuside97]

There is Only One Rule.

paring: toxichusband!jungkook x wife!reader

genre: yandere jungkook

summary: when y/n get home late and jungkook is waiting for her.

warnings: Jungkook is an asshole in this, abusive behavior, drunk and aggressive Jungkook, manipulative behavior, cussing, manhandling, bipolar jungkook, sadistic Jungkook, mentions of gagging, jealousy, degrading oc, oc is punished by jk.

This is purely fiction just for entertainment purposes. Do not condone or support behavior like this!

Jungkook kisses his teeth, shaking his head. "Ah... What can she be doing out so late." He pressed his lips against the rim of the cold beer in his hand, closing his eyes letting the cold sensation trickle down his his throat. That was the last drop left of his drink. He rest the empty bottle on the coffee table that was in front of the chair. He leans back in the chair, kicking his feet on the coffee table in thought. Resting his tattooed arm above his head and the other arm scratching his chin. The cans and empty bottles of soju pile around the floor. Currently, it's early in the morning he awaits for your arrival, watching the minutes go by on the clock. His eyes turned to the front door as he heard the sound of keys unlocking it. You walked into your dark house, tired out of your mind. You just had the night of your life with a couple of friends and want nothing more to do than be in your loving husband's arms. You turned to lock the front door, taking off your shoes before the door.

His eyes narrowed at the sight of you. "Where the fuck were you?" He demanded, finally standing up from the couch. "Relax, I was just with a couple friends." Your voice is monotone. You pause in your steps, you stretch your arms above your head to yawn. You eyes land on the only other person in the room. You take in his appearance. He moved sloppy and slurred his words a bit. He's drunk. Nevertheless you go to kiss him on the cheek. He backs away slightly, he was clearly pissed off. Pushing you slightly away when you tried to kiss him. He crossed his arms over his chest, glaring at you menacingly.

"You know what time it is? You were supposed to be home hours ago. What is my wife's explanation for coming home at almost the crack of dawn?" He stared down at you waiting for a response.

"What's up your crack?" You muttered under your breath, making sure Jungkook didn't hear you. "I didn't know you were my dad. Next time I'll make sure to ask for permission first." Y/n rolls her eyes and carries her tired legs to the kitchen to get herself a meal out of the fridge. He follows you to the kitchen, standing behind you as you fill up a cup from the fridge. He grabs your arm, spinning you around to face him.

"Don't you fucking dare disrespect me!" He growls, his eyes blazing with fury. He shoves you hard against the fridge, pressing his body against yours. The back of your head immediately hits the cold metal throbbing immediately.

"You will never talk to me like that again." His once dark brown eyes become dark. He looks down at you intensely. His hands remain at the side of your head locking you in. "Jungkook stop!" You whined pushing your husband off her with all your might, he only stumbled a bit before catching himself. He takes a minute to walk straight towards you. He chuckles eerily as his hands worked to unbutton his cuffs and roll the sleeves of his crisp black button up to the elbow, telling you he is not playing around. When your husband is drunk, there's only one rule don't make him mad.

"Yah! Where are your manners is that how a wife should treat her husband, huh?” His voice is so powerful it is laced with hostile, enough to make you feel small. You looked at him to digest the situation not knowing who it can turn out. Maybe you where fucked out of your mind too, not thinking straight. Because you were most definitely brave at this moment. "Jungkook, who do you think you are huh." You answered bravely before you could see something in the Jungkook switch. The look in his eyes was cold and ruthless, as if he was ready to hurt you. And that scared you the most.

You wanted to say that Jungkook had never acted so aggressive before but that would be a lie. "Look at me y/n." He commands you in his busan accent. You look into his dark eyes, you don't see the same doe eyed man you, you knew before. He narrows his eyes at you menacingly, if looks can kill you'd be dead by now. "Sweetheart, I should really fix that mouth of yours... Just how rude are you? One warning was already given to you, now you will get the apprehensions."

Your eyebrows furrowed, giving him a confused look. You hesitate to utter another word. "Honey, are you drunk?" You asked the new man standing in front of you. He ignores your question, nodding his head kidding his bottom lip out. "Do you think I want to be like this? Do you think I like being so aggressive? No! I can't help it, I can't control myself when I'm around you. You make me lose all control. So you should be more careful around me. This is your fault, y/n." Jungkook's tone is cold as ice as if he doesn't feel an inch to blame for his abusive behavior.

He stands beside the counter grabbing your hand pulling you to the sink of the kitchen. He forcefully pushes your head down the sink, hand reaching for the soap. You try your hardest to fight against him. Yelling and thrashing out, but he didn't listen to you. He positions his body behind you his big strong arms wrap around your smaller frame like a lock. "Y/n. You know how much I can't stand when I have to repeat myself.” Through brute force he is able to force your mouth wide open and shoved the bitter liquid. He watches you with a smile as you react by gagging your hand in your mouth. He enjoyed seeing the tears leave your eyes. When Jungkook feels as if you've had enough he with water helps you rinse the cleaning substance out of your mouth. Soon enough all over the soap leaves you a chocking and crying mess on the counter. You try to catch your own breathe. He steps away from you admiring is his work. But soon, enough he feels only a tad guilty.

He grabs your wrists again, squeezing them tight. He pulls them behind your back, pressing your body against his. You could feel his warm breath on your neck, his voice low and menacing. she turns her face away from him as he reeks of beer. He grabs your chin, forcing you to look up at him. His eyes turned a shade lighter.

"Aigoo, I didn't mean to be so rough." he apologizes, seeming genuinely remorseful. He gives you a weak smile, hoping you will understand. He pouts his pink lips to you.

He reaches out and touches your cheek, caressing it gently. His eyes meet yours, filled with such warmth and affection. He looks at you with such devotion, as if you were the most important person in the world to him. He stops nuzzling your neck, his face just inches away from yours.

He gazes at you with such fondness and affection, his eyes filled with now love. You eyes now unsure if you can look at him the same. He seems completely smitten with you, as if all his anger has disappeared. "I'm sorry" he apologizes again, seeming genuinely remorseful. "I got carried away, I let my jealousy and possessiveness get the better of me. You have to understand, I'm afraid of losing you" he explains, "Y/n, let's go to bed now."

a/n edited: let me know if you like this one ... should i keep doing fics like this. I love writing yandere but maybe this is too abusive. But the real question is why am I writing fics like this so casually? and trust me i have many more yandere fics in mind. like idea wise and i basically have the whole brainstorming thing down. but it would really be amazing if I can collab with someone to write them with.

[woncon]

☼ wake up !

or four ficlets about waking up beside your boyfriends

☼various poly bts pairs x gn!reader

☼estabilished poly relationships, one swear word (damn), nicknames, kissing

☼special thanks to @honeytwo for helping me translate this into english, correcting my grammar and other mistakes. thank you for everything! °♡̷•.

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☼ jin ┊ namjoon ☼

a rattling wakes you from your sweet sleep. something heavy has fallen to the floor. tired, you whimper and dive deeper into the blanket to protect yourself from the outside world: the sound, the sunlight coming through the window and the cold.

"damn," you hear the swearing as someone crawls back on the bed, wrapping their arms around your waist. you realise that the chill you felt was due to the fact that he wasn't lying behind you.

"did you fall, joonie?" you look out from under the duvet with half-closed eyes. the answer is an annoyed hum. "are you okay?" he buries his face in your neck and nods.

"go back to sleep. jin's alarm will go off soon, but you can rest until then."

you sigh and pull him closer to your back.

"you too." you roll over him, squeezing him a little, eliciting a surprised groan from him, and bury your head in his chest, pushing him further into the mattress. "i won't let you fall down again." namjoon smiles at how sweet you are half asleep, before sleeping again.

☼ hoseok ┊ yoongi ☼

you wake up to a gentle caress. the skin of your face, neck and shoulders tingle gratefully with the touch.

"what time is it? what day is it? what year is it? where am i? who am i?" you mutter a barrage of questions as you find yourself confronted with hoseok's smile and loving gaze. you usually wake up to this beautiful sight, and each time pushes you into oblivion: only he exists.

"haha, i ask the same question every time i see you two," hoseok giggles, then starts stroking and arranging your hair like you used to do with his.

"shut up!", yoongi groans tiredly, and then, hugging the other boy tighter, he presses a kiss on his shoulder, burying his head in the smaller boy's neck.

"grumpy sleepyhead," you laugh, and crawl closer to them, pushing the blanket a little lower over your body so you can hug more effectively.

yoongi sighs a couple of times and settles in again before kissing you to let you know that he is fine, that everything was fine with the nap, but that he would like to rest.

"another half an hour?" hoseok offers to the man lying behind him.

"one."

"fine, but you'll do the breakfast then" you agree, and greet hobie with a morning kiss.

"hmn." the eldest reaches out his arm to gently caress your waist until your wakefulness wears off.

☼ taehyung ┊ jungkook ☼

in the morning your only wish is to wake up in the arms of your boyfriends. although this is achieved, waking up now is unpleasant because of the noise it causes.

"it can't be true," jungkook mutters angrily, unbelievingly, against the thin skin of your neck, hugging you tighter. he wants to hide behind you, but when the horrible concert refuses to end, he groans crankily.

he sighs contently as he presses the pillow over his head, revealing more of his upper-body artistry: the sharp lines of his shoulders, his biceps and triceps, his abdominal wall thanks to the sliding blanket.

you're not happy about his estrangement, but you accept and understand it, hoping both of you get back to your dreams.

you imagine his chubby cheeks, parted locks and half-open eyes, so that you can go back to sleep, but the activity is precluded by the noise from outside.

"who's the idiot who mows the lawn at 4.30 a.m. on a sunday?" taehyung grumbles to his partners, or rather to you, that he is now half awake, but not in the mood.

"our neighbor, auntie kwon's daughter, who's been grumpy from the first moment she saw us."

"what can i say, she's off to a good start on her first day at her mother's." the eldest clings to you, pulls his body up on the bed and buries his head in the pillow. "i don't think i'll sleep until tonight." he declares that he's given up trying, unlike jungkook, who shows no signs of life except for breathing, so you conclude that his plan worked and he's taking a nap successfully.

"i'll join you," you announce, and kiss him. you're lucky to open your eyes, because it means you get to share in the sight of taehyung's first smile of the day. your heart melts, and only continues to flow as the other pulls the blanket over you to give you a more private kiss.

getting lost in the sound of your kissing and your occasional bursts of laughter, it feels like the lawn mower has been turned down. only you and taehyung exist, this is your own realm under the covers.

but the world will only be complete when jungkook resigns himself to the fact that he can no longer nap and climbs under the blanket, hoping to get some of the innocent love you are showering on each other.

his dreams come true, as taehyung leans over you and greets him with his lips, and you do the same after turning to him. meanwhile, taehyung is kissing your neck with sloppy kisses, and every area he can reach from the top of your pyjamas.

you'll sink into the tender caress: in this loving, sensual atmosphere, there's no room for anything heavy or distracting, neither of your minds focused on the song of the fierce shearing tool, but on each other, on the more precious, priceless spiritual factors.

☼ jimin ┊ yoongi ☼

you prefer to be woken by jimin, because you don't like ringtones, and he wakes the earliest of the three of you, snuggled up to your neck.

"pretty" this is how he starts the process, with little caresses and pecks. he continues to call and caress you until you wake up, embracing him, expressing that you are awake.

"good morning!" you return his many pecks with a kiss, then turn to your other side. if yoongi is not hanging around your waist then usually by morning he is facing the wall.

now it's your turn to wake up. you cover the free skin with your lips, and you're satisfied when the boy whimpers, it's a state of half-sleep.

"love!" you nuzzle against his body, whispering sweetly. you're getting a little chilly, you've pulled the covers off during the night. "chim and i want to cuddle you before breakfast." the boy, as if yoongi sees something of him, nods vigorously.

"hug each other," he murmurs, uninterested in the subject.

"are you trading us for sleep? is that what this is about?" you gasp in indignation, disappointment at his reaction. before you can really believe he's that mean, he flashes a yoongi grin and pulls you into his embrace. a surprised chuckle breaks out from you, and as jimin joins in, the three of you laugh at nothing, at sweet nothingness.

[jjungkookislife]

you're what i'm craving

Crave

pairing: taekook x reader

warnings: vampires, blood drinking, polyam, mind control, dubious consent

Your head spun as you were pressed against two fit bodies. Your ass was pressed to a hard cock while your tits were pressed to a broad chest. Four hands grabbed at you greedily in the club as the beat hit and your hips rolled.

"She's so sweet," Jungkook says from behind you as your hands grip Taehyung's shirt. Your hips roll again as you dance to the music, oblivious to their conversation.

Taehyung takes the lead as the oldest. His eyes meet yours as his hand cups your face.

"Let us drink from you," Taehyung starts. "You'll enjoy it. You won't feel any pain, and you'll orgasm from it. "

"Y-yes," you stutter as you continue to dance, slowing when Jungkook's hands control your movements.

When you're still, Jungkook's gaze meets Taehyung's. He nods and the two expose their fangs. Jungkook bites your left side and Taehyung bites your right side.

"Fuck," Jungkook says as he swallows your blood, his pupils blown as his hard cock twitches in his pants. "She's delicious."

"Don't drain her. We'll have to take her home. She's too tasty to hit once."

Jungkook agrees as he takes another deep suck before Taehyung has to pull his hair to pull him off you.

"Be patient, Kook. Can't drain a girl on the first date," Taehyung reminds him. "Where are your manners?"

"S-sorry," Jungkook apologizes, his body buzzing from your blood. "She's just so good!"

"Ah-ah!" Taehyung swats at the younger vampier. "All in due time. Why don't you get the car while I close these wounds?"

"Yes, sir," Jungkook dashes to the exit. Taehyung takes his time shutting the wounds with his tongue, bringing you back to him.

"Why don't we go to my place? You're what I'm craving."

"Yes," you nod immediately.

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Sirens in my head || tk

(this is just a drabble)

the heavily pouring rain left little hope for the young man to leave for his humble abode on foot. and of course, he wouldn't, couldn't and shouldn't ever have thoughts of staying any longer at his office cabin.

a thin film of gently running water covered the streets as the rain continued to fall. the man watched the scene before him, with despair clearly showing in his eyes. he sighed, and stepped back, shielding himself from the water droplets with the shop's protruding roof above his head.

the phone kept in the breast pocket of his crisp white button down vibrated, followed by a loud ringtone of a trendy kpop beat. typical. he pulled it out and swiped his thumb across the call icon, face set to display the slight annoyance he felt.

"hello?"

"Jeon Jungkook, where are you right now?"

the man holding the phone stood still, regretting not having checked the contact name.

"Evening boss-nim, I'm a few strides away from the office-"

"where exactly?"

oh how Jungkook hated his demanding attitude.

"The dairy shop right beside-"

"have you booked a ride back home yet?"

Jungkook was very much tempted to hang up, but he withheld his intrusive self. Of course his boss is mocking his not-so-rich financial status again.

"not yet, but I am planning to."

"no need for it, stay where you are. I'll be there in a few."

"but boss?? that's not-"

beep beep. the call was hung up before he could complete what he had to say.

Jungkook was perplexed. weren't his working hours over? was there something else the boss needed him for? if that might be the case, he was going to hate his boss evenmore.

workforce exploitation. that's what it was.

Jungkook sighed again, abandoning his train of thoughts and vacantly staring at the wet streets. the lilac evening sky and the streetlights reflected prettily on it's surface.

the ten minutes of silence after the call was interrupted by the whirring tyres of a black SUV, as it rounded around the shop and stood in the space infront of it.

infront of a passively standing Jungkook, who did not even register it's arrival.

one of the doors slided open, and out stepped a tall, lean man, slightly broad shoulders set in an authoritative stance, dressed in a formal but fashionable sense. definitely very rich.

he stepped onto the gravel, his heeled boots from Celine creating small splashes as he strode towards the man standing underneath the shade of the dairy shop, carrying an umbrella with a purple floral print above his head.

it was then that the young man, too, looked up at him.

into the eyes of his boss.

"Jungkook, let's get you home. it's raining pretty heavily."

Jungkook cleared his throat and stood straighter, politely bowing to his boss. his skin tingled when a hand gently grabbed his shoulders.

"I appreciate the thought a lot, boss-nim, but I really was just about to leave on my own. I can-"

"I know you can." the deep voice spoke, his tone soft but firm. "but I insist. I have a visit to make to a person living nearby too, so I can drop you and drive ahead."

if jungkook felt skeptical, he decided to keep it to himself for the sake of saving both their precious time.

and who was he to deny a free ride home in an expensive car?

the boss smiled as he received a nod of agreement, gesturing with his hand for them to proceed towards the car.

as they walked under the same umbrella, Jungkook may have felt the slight bump of a shoulder and some side glances thrown his way. he kept his head down, even as he mounted the vehicle and sat on the opposite row of seats.

he wondered how much more pity his boss had left in him.

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Droplets of rain settled over the glass windows as the car drove against the wind and rain. Jungkook stared at the blurred city lights as they passed by, his mind hazy with thoughts and the proximity which he shared with his boss. He sighed softly, feeling awkward more than ever.

Should he make conversation?

He cleared his throat. "H-have you had lunch, Boss-"

"Taehyung."

"Huh?"

Jungkook turned his head slightly at the unexpected answer and it's slightly annoyed tone.

"We're off working hours, I would appreciate it if you could just call me by my name."

call me by my name.

Jungkook swore he could bleakly hear the sirens going off in his head.

"Oh, well, please excuse me Sir as I understand it we aren't very close-"

"Then let's make this a start! Let's get to know each other well!" His boss- Taehyung- smiled at him. So soft, so polite.

Polite? Jungkook liked, no, appreciated politeness. He was aware he himself didn't possess a lot of that attribute, but he didn't have the heart to refuse a kind request.

The sirens in his head continued to buzz, but he sat upright and turned a little more to face Taehyung.

He was indeed one gorgeous man, almost too much. It bothered Jungkook for no legal reason.

"A-alright, umm, Taehyung. Have you had lunch? If you would like to stop by at mine-"

"Thank you for asking Jungkook, you are so kind. Yes I would love to stop by. I did miss lunch so it's a pleasant surprise to me that you asked." His smile widened in a manner that was...adorable? And his eyes turned into crescents.

Why did Jungkook not like him? As it was, he was very gentlemanly indeed.

Oh and did he say yes to stopping by his place?

The alarms in the back of Jungkook's mind, and perhaps his heart too, got louder by a pitch.

"Yeah. Sure."

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"Right here, that's the gate to my apartment."

Jungkook pointed ahead, his doe eyes slightly wide. He turned to look at his boss, who noded.

The driver swerved the car around an alley with enough space to park. As the ignition was turned off, Jungkook gulped.

Was he stupid to ask his boss to visit his place? He was pretty sure the hygiene and food and space at his apartment would not be problem, Jungkook himself was very particular about those stuff.

Although, he wasn't sure why his boss so readily agreed either.

"Shall we get out now, Jungkook-ssi? I will hold the umbrella for you."

Saying that, Taehyung pulled the door handle and pushed it open. It was still pouring outside and the damp, petrichor laden air rushed into the car.

Jungkook took a small breath in an attempt to relax his anxious heart.

While Taehyung got out of the car and was setting the umbrella up, he shifted over to the doorway and peeped out.

A hand immediately came up to him, palm open.

Without much thought, he grabbed it and step down from the car, not very gracefully as he splashed some water over his own feet. He heard Taehyung let out a breathy giggle, so he looked up.

"I'm sorry, it was just...cute."

Jungkook could feel his face warming up.

"Shall we go now, Jungkook?"

He nodded, starting to walk a step ahead of his boss.

Embarrassing, how embarrassing...

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The doors of the elevator opened on the third floor. Jungkook stepped out first, Taehyung followed him closely.

The corridors were spacious and clean, there were artificial potted plots here and there along the corners. It looked like an upper class apartment, although not exactly luxurious.

Jungkook walked up to the fourth door.

"Here. This is my flat" he declared, without turning to look at his boss. His hands shook a little as he struggled to punch in the code.

"It looks nice and decent. I'm curious about your interior design though, seeing as you work in the architecture sect."

Of course. Of course he is mocking his 'lesser rich' economic status again.

Jungkook bit his tongue and nodded a curt nod in response. Why did he think his boss would like being anywhere that's not chandelier ceilings and shining smooth glassy tiles and-

"Is something wrong? With the door?"

A hand came to rest over his shoulders, a hot gush of breath fanning over the back of his neck that effectively shut the voices in his mind up.

"No it's, sorry, I was just, umm, thinking." He mumbled to himself more, finally entering the code right and inserting the key after an affirmative beep from his door lock.

As the key turned in the notch, his heart skipped a beat.

Okay....here he is, inviting the boss he doesn't like all too much over at his place.

He strode in at a slow pace, much to cover up for his stuttering confidence. Taehyung stepped in behind him, Jungkook watched him elegantly untie his shoes and set them over the shoe rack. He then stood up to reach for the door knob and pushed it shut.

When he turned around, his eyes met Jungkook's. Taehyung smiled.

Jungkook could sense he was nervous too. He would dare say it was adorable again if he himself wasn't slightly shaking.

"Um, don't bother for too much, I will happily have whatever is available."

"It's no bother, please take a seat."

Jungkook gestured towards his sofa, Taehyung followed gratefuly and sat himself down.

If he was less nervous, he would appreciate the way his boss's legs beautifully folded on over the other. How perfectly business class mannered.

"Would you like some water?" He asked, eyes still outlining the presence on the couch.

If Taehyung noticed, he only raised a subtle smirk. "Yeah sure, thank you!"

"And that's how Seungmin found himself behind the bars. Honestly, the day his wife divorced him I was entirely convinced he was a troublesome man."

Taehyung nodded his head agreeing.

"I didn't think the architecture department would have so much tea to give."

Jungkook giggled. "We just happen to look nerdy, wait till you hear from the other employees. They are even more invested in what goes around than me."

The boss let out a soft laugh. It reminded Jungkook of church bells.

How did they get here again?

Well, long story short, Taehyung was indeed a charming conversationalist. As Jungkook started to get busy in the kitchen, his humble self scurried over to help with whatever he could.

"How's work though? Is everything alright in the sect?" Taehyung asked him.

More like opened the dam to an endless ranting from an employee that had a tons of complaints and gossips bottled up inside.

Taehyung listened to him attentively, nodding here and there and adding some of his own remarks, which much to Jungkook's pleasure, were an ally to his own thoughts.

As the ramen simmered in the soup with the vegetables, Jungkook basked in the silent joy of having someone to talk to and laugh with after a long, long time.

"I have a confession to make." feeling a little confident for some reason, Jungkook blurted out.

What he didn't see coming was his boss freezing up in his seat, eyes widening like a deer in headlight.

"W-what is it about? Should I be worried?"

Even so, his hands moved meticulously as he wiped his mouth with his handkerchief. Jungkook caught himself tracing the outline of his lips for no reason.

The hell is wrong with him? He shook his head, as a response to the question and to come to senses.

"No no! It's just me I promise! I-well" he gulped.

Taehyung gulped too. A soft sigh escaped his lips. "Is this what I'm thinking it is about?"

"No- Wait! What do you mean?"

Jungkook wasn't sure where this conversation was leading to. To be honest, he was a bit scared.

"Taehyung-"

"Please, let me address it first? I have waited for this opportunity for...quite sometime now. I had never thought that I would have a chance but, if this is what I'm thinking it is, please allow me to say it first."

Gone was all composure and elegance that his boss always had. His hands shook as he reached for the glass of water. After taking a sip, and setting the glass down, he looked up.

Jungkook could swear his breathing had halted. Why did he have no clue of what was going on? Had he pulled some trigger that was best left be? Oh he was about to lose his shit.

"S-sure? Go on as you please."

He then did something he definitely didn't think through enough. His boss's hand felt colder under his as he covered it with his own.

Taehyung's face kept getting redder by the second, the embarrassment was beginning to transmit to Jungkook too. He was not sure why.

"Okay, um, Jungkook-ssi, sorry, Jungkook. I-" He lowered his head. "I was hoping you would, I know this is super absurd, but I was hoping you would-" his hand under Jungkook's emerged to instead gently hold it by the fingers "like to go on a d-date with me? I AM AWARE this is so strange coming from your work colleague, a boss at that, but, if that's what you were thinking about too...I'm sorry I couldn't stop myself..."

His eyes locked with Jungkook's wide wide open ones.

"I never ever imagined that you would have something to c-confess too? This gives me so much joy, good lord! I have adored you since the moment you first stepped into my office, I can't explain I just...that's-that's partly why I wanted to drop you off today, I was hoping we could get to talk? I used to believe you found me annoying for some reason..."

His eyelashes cast shadows over his cheeks as he looked down, his lips quivering slightly. The gentle hold he had on Jungkook's hand turned firmer.

"But now that I think about it, maybe I was wrong, maybe I do have a chance? I would be so honoured if-"

The boss pushed his chair back suddenly, standing up and walking around to reach Jungkook's side. His knees struck the floor, making the dumb founded man gasp for a change.

"if you, perfect and gorgeous, Jeon Jungkook, would go out on a date with me."

As the silence settled after the question, all Jungkook could hear were the sirens in his head, loud and clear.

It had to be the craziest twist to an evening Jungkook had ever lived.

Kim Taehyung, the boss he seemingly despised, not only grew on him but, but ended up asking him out? If you would tell intern Jungkook of three years ago that he would be the crush of this insanely beautiful man, he would smack you on the head and tell you to mind your business.

Right, because, because maybe Jungkook had taken a liking to his boss, when he first stepped into his office too. The pretty, long fingers that reached out to hand him his employee ID, the warmth in the smile offered. But it annoyed Jungkook because Taehyung, his boss came from a world of luxuries and classic beauties. What would he ever see in him, a middle class young adult struggling to avail a livelihood.

Maybe Jungkook despised his boss because he forced himself to find faults in everything he did. That would keep him anchored to the shore.

Had it, though?

Jungkook wasn't clueless, but he would gladly delude himself into believing just that if it meant for him to not desire something and someone he had no chance at having.

Now, those walls came crashing down. Maybe the fissures in them had always existed, even though Jungkook desperately tried to cover up with whatever dirt he could find.

His head was spinning, his jaw aching from his mouth being hung open for so long.

Should he...should he let himself be honest for once? There was no harm in trying, was there?

It was Taehyung, the man in question. Beautiful Taehyung that had a kind heart, a charming but genuine smile that had Jungkook's heart skipping a beat everytime.

The sirens in his head continued to blare, louder and louder, and louder....until they started to sound melodic.

Until his heart began to sway to that melody.

While the confession Jungkook was going to make would have been about anything but this, maybe this twist to his story was an intervention of fate, instead of being just silly misunderstanding.

He licked his lips, grounding himself. Taehyung's grip on his hands had gotten tighter but not by any means, hurtful.

Jungkook's free hand moved on it's own accord, his fingers curling under Taehyung's chin and lifting his face up gently.

He looked into his hopeful eyes, and saw nothing but genuineness. Just as he had expected. Just as he had hoped.

"Kim Taehyung," his thumb gently caressed the soft skin of his cheek, the warmth in the touch reminding him that all of it was indeed, very much real. "I would love to go out on a date with you. Thank you for asking me out first, I wouldn't ever have been brave enough."

And the blinding smile that spread over his boss's face was so worth the honesty. So so worth it.

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The End.

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taekook: sleeping beauty au, canon compliant, somnophilia

“Still not going to wake up, hmm?” Taehyung chuckles. 

As Taehyung's fingers glide over the button of Jungkook's trousers, his anticipation rises. He undoes the button and unzips the trousers, letting the fabric slide off. His eyes never leave Jungkook’s tight little body.  

Taehyung gets up on his knees and licks his lips slowly as he takes in the sight of Jungkook. The fabric of his trousers is now discarded on the floor, leaving him in nothing but his underwear and a tank top haphazardly pushed up to reveal his toned torso. 

Taehyung moves closer and begins to slide Jungkook's underwear down his toned legs, revealing every inch of him. He spreads Jungkook’s legs apart, wanting to take in every detail.

“You really leave me no choice,” he murmurs, reaching for his backpack. 

With a bottle of lube in hand, Taehyung lightly drizzles some over his fingers and runs them teasingly over Jungkook's entrance. A shiver runs through Jungkook's body at the sensation, and his cock twitches, causing Taehyung to smirk.

"It’s a good thing I always come prepared, isn’t it?" Taehyung says softly. He takes his time to prepare Jungkook, using only one finger at first. The slickness of the lube makes it so easy for him to enter Jungkook’s tight little hole.

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Jungkook falls asleep just before he’s due to perform, and the staff can’t wake him up. Good thing Taehyung drops by—he knows exactly what to do.

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[devotedfem]

love love love your taekookxreader drabble. like im obsessed for real ! was so good and i loved their chemistry if only you could turn this into a serie or whatever. maybe the childhood of taekook where they started sharing everything. how they met the mc. how they started sharing her and all.

i mean with what i read i think at least jk is in love with her??? but like i wanna know how it would end. who gonna get her for real and if she see one or both of them romantically or just as sx buddies

uuggh im really obsessed with it and can’t get it out of my head. literally love it !!!!!

Hiii, thank u soo much🫶🏻!!! No but i like that idea of knowing taekook past and how they became obsessed with reader. I can't say Jungkook "loves" her, bc it's more of an infatuation, same with Tae. But she definetely sees them just as sx buddies lol. It's a poly dynamic so the endgame it's the three of them, she doesn't end with just one (bc who in their right mind would only choose one of them, i like to be realistic lmao).

I'll think abt writing a background of them, i'll add it to my long list of WIPs and try to not procastinate abt it lol. Thanks for reading💗!!!

[borathae]

Stardust

" Taehyung, who is gazing at the endless galaxies in Jungkook’s deep brown eyes, answers him in whispers. “I love the stars as well.” Jungkook, unaware that Taehyung didn’t speak of nature's stars but those of his, looks up at Taehyung."

Pairing: Vampire!Jungkook x Vampire!Taehyung

Genre: established relationship!AU, polyamory!AU, Slice of Life Fluff

Warnings: Tae tries so hard and it's reciprocated!, they're actually so in love :(, idk man this entire polycule just hits so hard whenever i write for them, a cute date, and Tae being an excited bean, and Kook being a cutie, goodness this is so cute and romantic :(

Wordcount: 2.7k

a/n: i cry into my pillow each night. i love this family so much :(

Taehyung and the others have returned from The Plains two days ago. Life at the estate didn’t change during the days they spent far away in the other realm. The plants still grew, the rooms were still homely and the sun still felt the same on the skin. Jimin was already at home again after going on a trip with Hoseok where they visited Seokjin and Emma in Gordes. The entire family had dinner together on the first night reunited. Conversation was amazing and laughter was great.

But this story is neither about the wonderful dinner nor the reunion. This story is about Taehyung and his unbearable desire to see Jungkook. 

It has been five hours since he last saw him in the home gym and Taehyung is going mad without him. Such intense feelings are still unbelievably unfamiliar to him. Truly, Taehyung isn’t used to being so needy for a person. Not in a sexual way, but an emotional way. All Taehyung craves is to hear Jungkook’s laugh, to experience his scent, to gaze at his face and feel his hug. He also craves every story Jungkook could possibly tell and needs every single word this man could ever utter. Oh, he craves this man so very much.

The door to Jungkook’s wing is unlocked and Taehyung sees it as his consent to go in. He takes off his shoes by the door, using the audible cues as his guidance. He has music playing and judging by the pungent scent of paint in the air, he is repainting walls. 

It was very easy to return to his real self after coming home from The Plains. Being human was fun and a new experience, but Taehyung must admit that he prefers to be a vampire. He enjoys his heightened senses and how invincible his body is again. The only thing he misses is his pulse and how real his body warmth felt. It was so utterly exciting to feel both of these things rise whenever Taehyung found himself close to Jungkook.

Speaking of Jungkook, Taehyung finds him in his living room. Well, his living room to be. Jungkook is still in the midst of renovating the room. Taehyung knocks on the opened door. He was incorrect about the walls. Jungkook is actually painting the ceiling. He chose a dark blue to contrast with the white walls. 

Jungkook lowers the paint roller, studying Taehyung.

“Hello”, Taehyung says, waving his hand shyly.

“Hey there.”

“The, uhm, the ceiling is already looking very good.”

“Yeah, right? It’s coming along nicely. I’m really liking the colour.”

“Yes, it is a very beautiful colour.”

“At first I was worried that it would be too dark, but I like it now.”

“Indeed, it fits the room very well.”

Jungkook sinks the roller into new paint and spreads it on the ceiling. He thinks that Taehyung merely came here to chat, unaware that the vampire wants to ask him for a date. Taehyung doesn’t take it to heart, watching the younger vampire with a fluttering stomach. Now that he is in front of him, Taehyung forgot every single word he ever learned.

Jungkook manages to cover quite a lot before Taehyung finally feels courageous enough to ask.

“Jungkook, may I ask you something?”

“Hm? Yeah, sure. What’s up?” Jungkook says, placing the roller aside and climbing off the ladder to hurry to Taehyung. 

“You, uhm, you have paint on your face.”

“I do? Crap.” Jungkook wipes his face blindly. “It’s the position. It’s getting everywhere.” 

Taehyung takes the cloth from Jungkook’s overalls and licks a corner of it to wipe his face with it.

“May I?”

“Yeah.”

Jungkook lets him with bated breath, eyes racing over his features. He misses how much his heart raced in The Plains. Now it stays still eventhough Jungkook doesn’t feel calm. He feels giddy. Really, really giddy. Like a person who can’t believe that their crush likes them back.

“There. Now you are clean”, Taehyung finishes the job, stuffing the cloth back into Jungkook’s pocket.

“Thank you, chèri.”

Their eyes meet briefly. Jungkook grins. Taehyung flusters.

“How did that sound?”

“Nice”, Taehyung whispers and tugs Jungkook’s into a kiss by his hips.

“Mhm”, Jungkook lets out, keeping his hands away from Taehyung in order not to get him dirty.

The kiss breaks because Jungkook broke it, chuckling fondly as he does.

“Nice, it feels so nice”, Taehyung murmurs, snuggling into the crook of Jungkook’s neck.

“I’m dirty, you know.”

“I don’t care.”

“You’ll care when I accidentally put paint on your expensive shirt.”

Taehyung laughs with Jungkook, fingers playing with his belt loops mindlessly. 

“What’s up? You wanted to ask me something.”

“Ah yes! Do you perhaps want to come to my wing later? I want to show you my atelier.”

“Uh, atelier tour. Yeah, I’d like that. Am I gonna see your star painting then?”

“Yes, it will be the first thing I will show you.”

“Neat. Is it okay for you if I finish the ceiling first? I don’t want it to get patchy.”

“Of course, take your time. I shall wait for you in my wing. Please take your time.”

“I’ll be quick. Promise”, Jungkook says and turns to return to his task. 

Taehyung leaves his wing as well, bursting in giddy excitement. He will be able to show Jungkook his stars ceiling and his secret room. Jungkook will be the second person after you to know of the room’s existence (Taehyung isn’t aware that Yoongi knows the room as well after he once found you sulking in it a long time ago).

“Taehyung?”

Taehyung is in the atelier, doing the last finishing touches, when Jungkook calls out for him. The older vampire hurries outside, speeding up when his eyes fall upon Jungkook waiting by the front door. He dressed up, body hued in blue jeans and a red button up. Taehyung feels his stomach flutter. He is so beautiful.

“Look at you. You are so handsome”, he gushes, greeting Jungkook by taking both his hands and kissing his knuckles.

“You’re handsome too”, Jungkook says, gazing at him fondly. 

Taehyung straightens up, touching Jungkook’s waist. Truly, he cannot keep his hands to himself.

“Please, come in. I am so happy that you are finally here.”

“Sorry it took me a while. I had to shower and everything”, Jungkook excuses himself as he slips out of his house shoes. 

All of you mostly wear house shoes when you hurry around the estate, but take them off once you are in each other’s wings. It is cleaner this way and less cold on the feet.

“No worries, I told you to take your time and I meant it. I prepared wine and chocolate. I hope you like them.”

“I love wine and chocolate.”

They intertwine their hands as they wander to Taehyung’s atelier. Jungkook has already been in Taehyung’s wing before, having spent his time in his bedroom and bathroom, so he is familiar with the artful hallways the older vampire curated over the centuries.

“I am very happy to hear that. I find wine and chocolate to be a wonderful combination.”

“Yeah, right.” 

They reach the atelier. Taehyung stops and turns to take both of Jungkook’s hands.

“Do you trust me?”

“I do.”

“Close your eyes.”

Jungkook follows with a giggle, squeezing Taehyung’s hands in excited anticipation.

Taehyung leans in and steals a kiss, eliciting another giggle from Jungkook. Only once the kiss was stolen and Jungkook properly charmed, does Taehyung finally lead him inside. 

“Keep them closed.”

“I am.”

Taehyung places Jungkook in the middle of his atelier, right underneath the moon and endless stars. He lets go of his hands and steps aside.

“Open them.”

Jungkook opens his eyes, gasping in delighted surprise.

“Wow, it’s beautiful here”, he says softly, looking around the room. The artful murals, the countless canvases, the scattered art supplies and well-preserved antiques. The love Taehyung has for this room and which he also poured into his art in this room is felt greatly by Jungkook. 

“This is the most beautiful studio ever. I love it so much” he gushes, “is the stars painting one of those paintings?” he asks and steps closer to the huge canvases Taehyung keeps leaned against the wall.

“Look up”, Taehyung tells him, almost bursting in excitement.

Jungkook lifts his head. His face falls, his eyes widen.

“Holy fuck.”

Taehyung giggles and cackles, bouncing on the spot as his face contorts into the brightest smile.

“Woah. Yo, holy shit. Wow.”

Taehyung grabs Jungkook’s arm, shaking it in excitement. The latter looks at him, unable to hide his true bafflement.

“This is blowing my mind. This is the most beautiful ceiling I have ever seen.”

“I, I painted it myself.”

“You did what?!”

Taehyung steps closer, shaking Jungkook’s arm harder. He might burst in giddiness.

“I painted it. I spent three years of my life watching the sky and painting what I saw.”

“Holy fuck, Tae. This is the most impressive thing I’ve ever seen. Wow”, Jungkook says, looking up at the ceiling again to take in the beauty of it, “wow…”

“I had hoped that you would like it.”

“I love it. It’s seriously baffling to me. You painted that, like, holy fuck.”

Taehyung giggles and cuddles Jungkook from the side.

“You make me so giddy.”

Jungkook chuckles, wrapping his arm around him. He cranes his neck to kiss the crown of Taehyung’s head.

“You’re cute and fucking talented. Wow, I can’t stop staring. Wow.”

“Do you want to know how I was able to watch the sky?”

“Of course. Did you go outside on the balcony?” 

“No, better.”

“Better?” 

Taehyung tugs Jungkook with him by his hands.

“Follow me. I want to show you something very special. It is my place of tranquillity. Only ___ knows of it.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Really.”

“Wow Tae, seriously this room is amazing. Did you paint the murals too?”

“I did.”

“Damn Tae, just wow.”

Jungkook has to exclaim yet another round of “wow”s, when Taehyung shows him the entrance to his secret room. He follows him with even more exclaims of wonder on his lips, meeting his crescendo when he finally stands in the octagon shaped library. Taehyung, bursting in giddiness, lies him down on the mattress and tells him to keep his eyes on the ceiling. Then he hurries to the lever, opening it with his eyes not once leaving Jungkook’s face. He wants to take in his first reaction.

“Wow!” Jungkook gasps and then becomes silent as the view steals his words. All he can do is stare and gaze in wonder as the ceiling moves aside to make space for the endless night sky.

Taehyung hurries to him, lying down beside him. He cuddles into him in a way which still allows him to look at his face.

“What are you thinking?”

“This is so beautiful”, Jungkook whispers, tearing up, “I love the stars so much.”

Taehyung, who is gazing at the endless galaxies in Jungkook’s deep brown eyes, answers him in whispers.

“I love the stars as well.”

Jungkook, unaware that Taehyung didn’t speak of nature’s stars but those of his’, looks up at Taehyung.

“I can’t believe that I lived here all these months without knowing that this room exists.”

“I keep it well hidden. I find great healing in this room and only people most special to me get to know of its existence.”

Jungkook blinks away tears, “thank you so much for trusting me.”

Taehyung kisses his lips. Softly and with love.

“I will always trust you”, he whispers, caressing his cheek slowly.

Jungkook flusters, lowering his eyes shyly. He might still be far away from perfect control, but at least with Taehyung, he can experience gentle love already. Jungkook feels at peace in his presence. And uncontrollably giddy. He lifts his eyes again so he could look at the face which makes his stomach flutter so very much. Jungkook thinks that he is even more beautiful with the stars as his backdrop.

“Do you want to see something else? And then we can finally enjoy the wine and chocolate under the stars”, Taehyung asks with sparkling eyes.

“Of course, show me”, Jungkook whispers. 

“Follow me”, Taehyung drags Jungkook to one of the shelves.

“Is it by the books?” the younger follows with a fond smile.

“Indeed, yes indeed. I have books you could enjoy. I, I gathered them here for you”, Taehyung says and takes out a big heap of books, putting them on the floor. 

He and Jungkook sit down cross legged and while Taehyung stares at him in anticipation, Jungkook takes one of the books. 

“Really?” he gasps, eyes lighting up and racing over the other books as well, “all of these books are about the stars and the universe and, and astronomy!”

“Indeed. Yes, indeed”, Taehyung giggles, bouncing on the spot, “do you know any of them already?”

“No. I don’t know any of them yet. Oh my god, this one! I wanted to read this for so long, but I could never find it anywhere!”

“It is first edition. I knew the author and they gave me a copy when it was first released.”

“Wow, oh wow this is so cool, wow”, Jungkook wipes his eyes quickly, giggling, “I can’t believe I’m holding these books.”

“You can have them.”

“What?” 

Their eyes meet. Jungkook has widened his eyes so immensely that they appear almost round. 

“You can have them. I want to give them to you.”

“But. No. No, I can’t take them. They’re yours and they’re expensive and, and valuable.”

“And I want them to be yours”, Taehyung assures him, “they would catch dust up here with me. Knowing that they could find a worthy home with you, would mean so much more to me.”

“I can’t take them, no.”

“Yes, you can. They are yours. Truly.”

“But-”

“No buts. I insist”, Taehyung shoves them closer to Jungkook, “they are yours.”

“Are you really sure?”

“I am. So very sure.”

“Oh god. Thank you”, Jungkook falls around Taehyung’s neck, “thank you, thank you, thank you.”

Taehyung smiles, hugging him as tightly as possible. The sweet scent of true happiness radiates off of Jungkook. His squeaky giggles are yet another indicator of the immense happiness Taehyung makes him feel.

“Thank you so much. Thank you so, so much.”

“I’m so happy to know that they found a new home. They will be well taken care of.”

“They will, oh god”, Jungkook sits back on his heels, beaming at Taehyung with glassy eyes, “you have no idea how much I dreamed of having more astronomy books. I, I only have a few and, and they are either very modern or really ruined already. I, I read all of them so many times already and, and now I have new things to go through, oh god. I want to cry, oh god”, Jungkook hides his face in his hands and sobs a little.

“Goodness, don’t cry”, Taehyung gasps, rubbing his arms soothingly.

“I’m just feeling overwhelmed. I appreciate this so much. How did you know I would like all of this?”

“I truly hoped that you would. You told me about your love for astronomy and so I wished for all of this to be of your liking.”

“It is. All of it. Oh god”, Jungkook sobs softly. He is being seen and therefore loved. If this is what dating a man feels like, Jungkook is so glad that he can finally experience it. It feels so good to be treated so well.

“Are these happy tears? I cannot tell anymore.”

Jungkook nods his head, “I’m happy.”

“Yes? Oh, mon amour I’m happy to know”, Taehyung gushes, dropping his hands to Jungkook’s thighs. 

Jungkook lowers his hands to hold Taehyung’s, smiling at him even if he sniffles. 

“I’m so happy. I’m so, so happy.”

Taehyung smiles, feeling incredibly warm in his chest.

“This means more to me than you might think. All I want is your happiness, my north star.”

“Oh god”, Jungkook giggles, falling around Taehyung’s neck again, “oh god, Tae. I love you.”

“I love you too, mon bel amour.”

[mycurrentobsessionstuff]

A little treat for @lilythepurple 💜💜💜

You are loved - Taekook

Jungkook made a mistake on stage at some point during the Love Yourself tour.

“You really don’t realise just how many people love you, do you?”

“Will you stay with me? Just until I fall asleep?”

———————————

Tae normally never joined the boys at the hotel gym after their shows, preferring to wind down and maybe eat or drink and listen to music, but tonight he really wanted to find Jungkook before going to bed.

To his surprise the youngest wasn’t there with Jimin and Namjoon and he frowned, catching Jimin between sets. “Where’s Kookie?” Jimin shrugged, looking at him for just a moment. “He went to his room. Said he wanted to wash up but.. you know how he gets after making a mistake. Just let him be.” Jimin went back to work but Tae just felt worse, worry laying heavy in his stomach. If he left Jungkook be when he was upset they would have never gotten this close to begin with.

Tae sighed and left the gym, stopping at the vending machine for Jungkook’s favorite snacks and drinks before heading up to their floor. He knocked on the youngest door, waiting for a response but there was nothing. He knocked again, worry making him feel nauseous. “Kookie, it’s me. Just me.” A pause before he heard the shuffling and the door opened.

Tae exhaled with relief as his shoulders dropped, smiling softly. Kookie wasn’t too upset if he was willingly letting him in so Tae walked inside as Jungkook dropped back on the bed with his phone. Tae put the bag down on the bed before snatching Jungkook’s phone away, tossing it on the other bed.

“None of that, baby. You know it’s a bad idea. You shouldn’t fixate on it.” He unpacked the bag as his boyfriend just sighed, flopping down on the bed. “I messed up. It was so noticeable! Taehyungie they’re saying I shouldn’t be on stage or in the group! I messed up so bad!” Tae joined Kookie on the bed, taking his hands. “Stop. Kookie, stop! You know that’s just a tiny part of people who look for any excuse to hate any of us. You made a small mistake. We all have. It doesn’t change how amazing you are!” Jungkook couldn’t even look at him but he kept talking because he knew Kookie, he knew he was listening.

“I know you’re upset and you’re allowed to be upset but do not read the hateful comments. That’s not ARMY. That’s not our fans. Is it?” He waited until Jungkook shook his head before moving closer, kissing his temple. “Remember how people reacted when Namjoon-hyung slipped? Or Yoongi-hyung couldn’t get his mic to work? They will always find some reason to hate us. But that’s not our ARMY, right?” Another nod from the younger member and Tae smiled softly, stroking his hair.

“Remember when I didn’t do my choreo to DNA at all?” That finally got a little laugh out of his boyfriend who nodded before looking at him. “Hobi-hyung was so mad.” Tae laughed softly, wiping some tears away from Jungkook’s cheeks. “ARMY found it hilarious. That’s all I care about.” Jungkook smiled again and Tae stole a quick kiss.

“There’s not a mistake you could ever make that would upset ARMY.” Jungkook sighed softly, leaning their heads together. “I just don’t want to disappoint ARMY.” Tae pulled his boyfriend closer, stroking his hair back slowly. “You really don’t realise just how many people love you, do you?” Jungkook hummed softly, looking out the hotel window at the lights all through the city. “I try.” They sat like that until Jungkook was ready to pull away and set up the laptop to watch something as they munched on the snack together.

As the clock reached into the early hours of the morning Jungkook was dozing on Tae’s shoulder, gripping his hand tightly as the laptop flickered light over their faces. “Will you stay with me? Just until I fall asleep?” The younger whispered and Tae smiled softly, wrapping his arms tighter around his boyfriend and kissing his head. “I’ll stay for as long as you need, baby.”

[fanficsimp7]

Fluffy Taekook Mpreg Fics

I can’t believe it’s actually 2025 now, ngl I’m lowkey having a crisis rn 😭😔 *sigh*

But I’m trying to be positive 🥲 so to start off the year, here’s some cute, fluffy Taekook fics with babies lol

Love and Parenthood - by eddiemarey

Jeon Jungkook and Kim Taehyung's pregnancy and parenthood adventures.

That, and how they realized their friends are geniuses.

Unexpected Blessings - by ot7mikrokosm

Taehyung has been courted by Jungkook for 10 months, ever since the alpha finally grew a pair and asked him at Jimin and Yoongi's mating ceremony. And those 10 months had been relatively perfect, leading Taehyung to believe that after a long list of shitty exes, he might have finally found the alpha for him. But when he's late for a heat for the first time in his life and finds himself staring at little pink plus sign, he finds that he's about to learn for certain if Jungkook is the one.

Taekook's pregnancy story

You are my Sunshine (My Only Sunshine) - by cafelatae9597

A short drabble about Tae's pregnancy and Jungkook's such a nervous mess

oh baby! - by Moon_fairies

taehyung discovers he's pregnant right after his mate jungkook leaves for 3-month long business training.

oh boy, he's in for a surprise when he gets back home.

[jjungkookislife]

November and December Drabbles 2024

Seokjin

One;

Yoongi

One;

Hoseok

One;

Namjoon

One;

Jimin

One;

Taehyung

One;

Jungkook

One; Two; Three;

Multiple Members

One (Taekook); Two (Namgi);

Namjoon

One;

[taesmassiveass]

A Turquoise Blue Ring || tk

(drabble)

The day had surprisingly been good, Taehyung wondered as he strolled along the dusty street.

It hadn't poured too often this monsoon, the land looked as dry as on a normal day in the summer months. Despite the temperature having cooled down sufficiently, it was hard for labourers to get by during the windy afternoons when the soil laden air kept getting into everyone's eyes.

Taehyung shrugged and re-adjusted the straps of his luggage over his shoulders. His forearm tingled from the action, confused, he unfold it in his sight.

An almost vertical gash, albeit not too deep, ran across the span of the underside of his forarm, dried blood clots clinging onto the wound.

Nothing too bad, Taehyung sighed. Atleast it wasn't as bad as him having dislocated his shoulder joint two months ago. It had been much hassle for his co-workers to carry him to the nursing room, where he was treated after an hour of writhing in torturous pain.

Taehyung worked as a part of the palace building army, somehow following in the footsteps of his father who was a court architect. Unfortunately, or fortunately for him, Taehyung did not share the same skills and passion as his father.

The old man did love his son a lot, but his keen interest in the field of music always had him worrying for his future. Musicians and dancers were not accepted as a part of the higher society class, to which his entire lineage belonged.

But Taehyung payed little mind to societal norms and settings. The hierarchy didn't make sense to him, what didn't make sense to him he never followed through with.

He did settle for joining the army as his father insisted, and think of it as his karma for the partial disobedience, he was grouped in the labour sect of soldiers, that were responsible for overseeing and helping with the palace extension construction temporarily.

A pebble found it's way under Taehyung's worn out footwear, making him scrunch his nose in discomfort.

"What now."

He lifted his feet and peered at the ground underneath.

Wrong. It wasn't a pebble. It definitely looked a piece of jewellery.

He bent down to examine it closely, picking it up from the dust, blowing over it and rubbing it over the cloth of his hanbok.

Yes, indeed. It was a ring. A beautiful turquoise ring, glowing even in the minimal evening light.

Just then, he caught on the sound of footsteps behind him, hurrying in his direction. He stood up and turned around, the ring within the grip of his fist.

A figure clad in dark blue hanbok rushed towards him, on having getting a closer look, he realised it was this boy from the royal family he knew.

"Ahjussi! Please wait!"

Ahjussi??! The audacity of this kid-

"Did you happen to find a-" the boy broke into a fit of coughing.

Taehyung stood there watching as he struggled to catch his breath.

"a ring, a ring with a blue stone. It was the colour of a clear summer sky. Have you seen it?"

"What's your name, anyway?"

"Huh?" The boy looked confused at his answer, or rather question.

"We see each other often at the palace but I can't quite remember who you are. Are you the son of the royal cook? Or the king's concubine?"

The boy's eyes widen in disbelief, his face slowly starting to grow red from anger and embarrassment.

"WHO DID YOU DARE CALL THE SON OF THE ROYAL COOK? DO I LOOK LIKE A SERVANT TO YOU??"

"Do I look like an ahjussi to you??"

Taehyung pat himself on the back, not caring one bit about the consequences if the kid does indeed happen to belong from the royal family.

The boy in blue hanbok takes a deep breath, and offers him a slow nod.

"I don't really have time for this, have you seen a ring around or not?"

"I did happen to see one, but why should I give you that information for free? It's clearly precious to you," Taehyung stated, tone cheeky. He had no plans to let the offender get by easily.

The kid took another deep breath in, clearly trying to keep his rage within.

"Alright, what do you need from me? What can I offer as trade? Name it, you shall have it."

"Hmm, let's see."

He pretended to think, but Taehyung knew very well what he wanted from the kid.

"Let me know your name."

The boy's eyes widen again, but with surprise this time.

"That's it? You're a strange person. I'm Jeon Jungkook, cousin of the 2nd prince. No, my mother was married to His Majesty's younger sibling, I'm not the son of a concubine."

So he indeed was from the royal branch. If Taehyung had any modesty left in him, he decided it would be the right time to put it to use.

He corrected his posture, putting his feet together and his hands on his either sides. Then he bowed his head.

"Greetings, young prince."

The prince chuckled, making Taehyung peek up from his lowered position.

"You are indeed so strange. One moment, you had all the courage in the world to tease me, but look at you now!"

Taehyung took an instant liking to his laughter. It reminded him of the feeling walking through clouds on his uphill trips.

He straightened back up and smiled sheepishly. The weight in his hands suddenly made him realise him that he was in possession of the ring the prince was so desperately looking for.

He thought maybe this one risk was probably the biggest and last risk he would take in his life.

"Well, I happen to have the ring you are looking for, Your Highness. But there's something else I'm willing to trade it for."

The prince burst out in another fit of laughter. "Now that's unfair! Although I am going to grant it either way, so mention it."

Taehyung grinned slyly, his hand moving on it's own accord sneakily and taking the prince's hand in a gentle hold, catching him off guard.

"What-"

Yes, he could probably get severaly punished for touching a prince without his permission, but Taehyung had little space in his head for after thoughts.

He brought his hand up in the space between them, the young prince allowing him to lead, albeit a little reluctant at first.

Taehyung uncurled the fist of his other hand, revealing the ring resting right in the middle of his palm.

The prince gasped. "You had it with you!"

Taehyung noded, and then proceeded to slip on the ring over the middle finger of the prince's hand. It fit him perfectly, in royalty and in appearance.

The prince let out another gasp.

"What I ask in return for finding this for you is your friendship. Will Your Highness honour this royal soldier by being his companion?"

The prince was bewildered through and through, but he let out another fit of giggles.

"You are so beyond me, I have never met someone like you before. Of course, have it your way. You have my permission to come meet me at the palace, although I wonder if you even care about permissions at all."

Taehyung bit his lip at those words, letting Jungkook's hand go and allowing himself to feel a bit embarrassed.

"Would you look at that! Seems like a nasty wound. How did you get it?"

The prince pointed at his forearm, making Taehyung grant it some attention again.

"Oh, it's nothing for a courageous soldier as me, say, would you like to visit my place and have some tea before you go?"

The prince, still eyeing the cut on his skin, shook his head.

"I hate to decline your offer, my friend-"

"Taehyung-"

"Taehyung. I have already delayed my trip back home a lot, mother will not go easy on me for it" he chuckled. "Although I would love to visit some other day. Thank you for your invitation though, I'm very pleased."

They smiled at each other, Taehyung knew it then that him and the young prince would become really great friends. He couldn't feel happier about it, he was so excited to watch it unfold.

From the next day onwards, Taehyung started to have a better time at the day labour. He would help around as much as he could, excusing himself in between to go meet with Jungkook, who would be waiting for him in the royal garden.

Sometimes, the prince would have his personal maidservant serve them some of the delicacies he would save from the royal breakfast.

As Taehyung munched on it, he would recite to Jungkook about his life outside the palace, and the prince would listen attentively, eyes big and curious. What Jungkook found the most interesting were his philosophical thoughts on life itself, it was refreshing to hear from someone who did not read off the books or share the same stereotypical thought process as the elders.

As they continued to spend more time together, roaming among the garden bushes or walking along the streets on way to taehyung's home in the evening, they began to find their solace in each other.

For Taehyung, the prince was like nature, a pretty view and a fulfilling company to bask in the presence of. As time passed by, and as the turquoise on Jungkook's ring started to lose it's lusture, Taehyung was back to training as a soldier in the backyard of the palace, the prince having more freedom and opportunity to indulge him in his daily life. Their friendship continued to bloom, and perhaps, the coming spring would bless them with more. But Taehyung and Jungkook wouldn't miss a day of their lives, or of the sweetness they shared; in the desserts the young prince would grab from royal kitchen, and in their laughters together.

"Taehyung, do you want to get promoted as the army general?" the prince asked one evening, as they lay on the soft meadowy earth of the garden. The violet sky kept turning a shade darker with evey passing hour, but Taehyung had informed his family of his overnight stay at the palace that day, hence not having to worry about heading home early.

Taehyung yawned, then turned over to look at Jungkook. The prince looked pretty as always, the evening light falling on his fair cheeks like a rose blush, the stars reflecting in his eyes like glistening gems.

"I don't know, I happen to do well in the training and my father might be too proudy about it, but my heart does not feel content."

Jungkook smiled, a soft, radiant smile. His hand stretched across the space between them, his palm open. He placed it over Taehyung's chest, where his heart beat picked up a little.

"What does soldier Kim Taehyung's heart really want?" he spoke in a low voice, eyes staring into his soul.

Taehyung gulped. This was a feeling he had never felt before, although unsettling, he found an odd bliss in it.

His own hand crept over Jungkook's, settling atop of it.

"Can you sing for me?"

Jungkook chuckled. "I can never get used to your unexpected answers, can I? Yes, I can sing for you. I don't know many songs, but this one that mother used to sing me to sleep..."

He shut his eyes close, Taehyung followed the suit.

Soon, a melodious humming filled the silence around them.

Taehyung smiled in satisfaction. He had had a feeling the prince would sing beautifully.

His honey voice and breathy tone occupied his all his senses to the brim, bereft him of all other thoughts and sensations.

You, my darling, are the beauty of the blue moon, a rare sight, healing for sore eyes~

Taehyung observed the voice near him slowly, then he felt the weight of body above his. He felt gentle fingertips tracing his cheekbones.

Taehyung fell in love with music when he was a teenager, attnending the autumn festival where a local choir and a troop of dancers entertained the crowd.

Under the startlit sky, the shadows of the trees, drowning in the melody of an angelic voice, he found himself falling in love again.

His eyes opened slowly, eyelashes fluttering as he locked gazes with the prince.

His sight traced the contours of his face, each harmonius feature. And when those lips stopped moving, he raised himself a little on his arms, and pressed his own against them.

'This is what my heart wants. This is all my heart ever wanted.'

A hand adorned with the turquoise blue ring glinting in the starlight, came up to hold his face, the coolness of the metal against his warm skin making Taehyung smile.

When did he ever care about the norms, anyway?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The end.